durrek‌:

derek: how about i buy you a beer or something?

derek: cant say no to free booze right.. ?

cameron:  for what, exactly? cameron: i could say no but that’d be fucking crazy. 

𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗲 ➵  𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻

evelyn: someone asked me how I'm still single?

evelyn: and I think they were trying to hit on me

evelyn: but I gave them this fake speech about how no one will ever support me like the hair tie on wrist

evelyn: do you think that was a lil much?

cameron: maybe they were just baffled about it

cameron: i'm jealous that i didn't get to hear this speech

cameron: nah, please. that sounds like a great speech. i've never known anyone who can do a whole speech on a hair tie.

foot fetish

fetish: go away | no | rather not | I dunno | I guess | sure | yes | FUCK yes | oh god you don’t even know | right here, right now

knife play

fetish: go away | no | rather not | I dunno | I guess | sure | yes | FUCK yes | oh god you don’t even know | right here, right now

“ depends, on other factors involved. “

being called daddy?

fetish: go away | no | rather not | I dunno | I guess | sure | yes | FUCK yes | oh god you don’t even know | right here, right now 

biggest sexual kink?

“ it’s either i’m all in or i’m not about it for most of ‘em, so i can’t say there is a specific kink above the others. what’s it matter any ways? “

SEND ME A FETISH PLEASE!?

sammycasdean‌:

fetish: go away | no | rather not | I dunno | I guess | sure | yes | FUCK yes | oh god you don’t even know | right here, right now

TEXT: MIA/MIMS

MIA: if you want

MIA: im sorry ugh i'm being so annoying

CAMERON: what do you want?

CAMERON: no, you're not. please, quit apologizing.

TEXT: MIA/MIMS

MIA: okay... if you say so

CAMERON: did you still want company?

CAMERON: i know i need to make this up to you cause i didn't mean it like that at all mims

marlevs‌:

marley almost wanted to walk away, just pretend she had never stopped and spoke up but she knew that wasn’t possible now. “ we should be used to that by now.” she said. “ hey, uh, how are you?” she asked. she knew it was awkward but she wasn’t one to just walk away from a conversation often.

the longer his amber hues take in the familiar features of marley’s face, the reminder of everything that happened seems to dig in further. he’s got a vivid recollection of that night and the break up, and bitterness he’s never shown before seems to pit itself in his chest. she still looks angelic. “ i should, yeah. “ he offers a smile, though it feels less real than his usual smiles. he can’t even bother to fake it. “ i’m good. grand. how about you? “ part of him is curious but another part of him isn’t sure he wants to here. “ what’s new? “

theoxg‌:

“sounds like someone had a rough day.” theo said carelessly. “seems like you should take some time out.”

“ there’s always the possibility of havin’ it worse, so i can’t say it’s worthy of taking some time out. “ cameron shrugs.

ehamelia‌:

“Dude. You look like you’ve been working hard. Props to you for that.” Amelia always worked out, mainly because she was terrified to put on the slightest bit of weight and losing out on her shoots because of it. “i don’t think I’d ever be able to keep up with you that’s for sure.” She took a seat next to him and sipped at her water bottle.

“ i’ve been working at it for awhile, so i figure so. “ he offers. it’s not to look impressive, it’s solely to ease the shit going on inside his head or satiate the need to destroy something. sometimes, it’s genuinely to stay fit. the blond is rather concerned over his body enough. “ well, don’t ever sell yourself short. you never know. the perceived underdog usually turns up the winner, right? “ he comments, though his reference is mostly towards films & fiction.

saraibrokaj‌:

since it was literally part of her career to be active and fit, sarai often made trips to the gym anyway. usually she’d just pop in her earbuds and get on with it, but she also didn’t usually see people sitting outside eating baby carrots. the thought made her grin as she got out of her car, heading over to the guy and sitting down on the bench next to him. “you look like shit.” she laughed, giving him a sympathetic glance.

it’s nothing new to find some fruits or vegetables as a part of cameron’s lunch entree. the male was big on fitness in the food and exercise portion. a little more than necessary in some lame attempt to make up for all of the other shit he put his body through. he wasn’t exactly sure how to take his newest companies comment, but he was polite at best. it’s something that was instilled in him at a young age, it comes almost natural with most people though. offering a half smile, he shrugs. “ i suppose i’m a livin’ picture of how this day’s been, then. “ exhaling and forcing a wider smile, he refocuses the conversation. “ you make a habit of meeting people on benches? “

TEXT: MIA/MIMS

MIA: i feel like i am

MIA: im sorry

CAMERON: you're not i promise. i'm sorry that came out ruder than i intended.

CAMERON: don't be, nothing for you to be sorry for. at all.

envy-ivy‌:

all ivy does at the gym in cardio. four times a week, she drags herself to the gym and jogs for a little while. she blares cardi b or something through her rose gold headphones, clearing her head. that was really the only reason she’d go to the gym, to clear her head it was an way for her to get out of the office and busy herself with something totally unrelated to work. on her way out of the gym, she’s checking her emails. she stops noticing a few dozen calls from her assistant. ivy takes a seat on the bench quickly calling the man back, rather than head home like she planned. “are you fuckin kidding me… no reschedule it!” she directs, obviously irritated with the person over the phone. she doesn’t even notice the blond sitting next to her. “you know what? fine, i’ll come by and take care of it tomorrow. this isn’t happening again, leo.” she huffs, hanging up the phone. ivy lets out a sigh, responding to the voice beside her, “damn right, you’re tellin me..” she turns to realize who was talking next to her. “oh–” she didn’t want to be talking to cameron. 

the moment cameron hears the familiarity of the other’s voice even on the phone, his body seems to tense up. as if there’s an automatic recognition of someone he’s supposed to hate, that & the facts that he knows she doesn’t care much for the burns family. a mutual feat. something that cameron should feel for the femme but he doesn’t give enough of a shit about that aspect of his family’s expertise. the blond doesn’t even know when that had occurred: was it the first time he had been introduced to that business? or was it directly after his stint in jail? was it because of how genuinely horrible the whole operation was, the violence and the drugs? it was at least partially because he felt the burning anger that seemed to linger within him stemmed from it’s violent nature. from his families behavior. sighing, he almost gives a laugh at her response to recognizing who she was about to agree with. the sound comes off as a half of a snicker, and cameron pauses on his lunch. not that he had felt all that much like eating before, now he was more suited for some gum. another gulp of water and he pops a piece of spearmint in his mouth. “ hello to you too. it’s grand to see you. “ it wasn’t, not really. not with his day already on the bad. 

marlevs‌: 

marley was just out and about, stopped at the nearby starbucks to pick up her usual coffee before she continued on with her shopping. she felt herself stop dead in her tracks as she saw the familiar face sitting on the bench not too far in front of her. she walked slowly up to him as she heard him speaking and nodded her head. “ you can say that again.”

the blond is fitting to pop another carrot into his mouth, but the sound of an all-too-familiar voice makes him pause. cameron almost doesn’t want to look up and recognize the person who’d spoke. he almost hates himself for remembering her voice so vividly. he lets out a low, humorless laugh as he faces her. “ yeah. apparently. “ he murmurs, and then he’s offering a small smile out of politeness. “ hey. “ there’s an almost awkwardness, the male doesn’t know what exactly there is to say to the familiar femme.