@indiestarter

Muse ⇥ Ryker Daniels, 28-37, he/him, heterosexual. CEO. (Chace Crawford fc)

Connection ⇥ Secret lover.

Plot ⇥ Ryker doesn't do love or relationships. He does behind closed doors and secrets. Both muses are at a fundraiser and Ryker was thrown off guard when he spots your muse there.

Availability ⇥ F.

Talking to a couple of people, Ryker went to go and get a drink. He felt like he needed one as he started to lean up against the bar waiting for a whiskey on the rocks before it clasped up into his hand taking a sip until he saw her. What the hell was she going here of all places? Standing upward Ryker looked to her as he approached the woman grabbing hold of her elbow. ❝ What are you doing here? ❞ He whispered to try and not draw any attention to the photographers.

@jetaiimee asked: 📸 sender photographs the receiver

It was a slight shake to his head seeing Julie take his photo. It wasn't like she wasn't allowed to, she was which only made him slightly laugh. Shaking hands with the man whome he had a meeting with he watched him head out before his eyes scanned toward Julie. His eyes would always find where she was as he rose up a brow to her. He pushed open his door wider to let her come inside, motioning for her to enter. He closed the door once she came in and locked the door. ❝ You like what you see? ❞ He questioned with a slight grin on his face.

Plot ⇥ [ tie ] sender adjusts receiver's tie

Starter for ⇥ @jetaiimee

Everything was so intense and it only made a smirk appear on Ryker's lips as he walked up to Julie, letting his lips press against her forehead. ❝ You know I could do this all day but I have a work meeting in thirty minutes. ❞ He slipped his arm around her waist as he watched her fingers adjust his crooked tie.

𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳: @dcnimdreams​

It wasn’t like Ryker paid much attention to the time half the time. Most of the time he was late coming home to his wife with dinner just on a plate for him to heat up. Tonight he had Brit sticking around, everybody else had gone home, most to all of the lights were off and the attraction he felt for Brit everyday was getting stronger and stronger, the struggle to walk away was getting harder and harder. ❝ Brit... it’s getting late you should probably go home now. ❞ He didn’t want to be that boss that his staff didn’t enjoy. Yes he didn’t exactly have a heart at times and he kept to himself but Brit was his personal assistant, someone who knew him the best of everyone as he tapped the pen in his hand going to reach for a new stack of papers.

Plot ⇥ No. 5: at a busy dinner table, food piled on the centre and family chaos ensuing around the house. [Julie & Ryker]

Starter for ⇥ @jetaiimee

This was still something that Ryker could never experience again with his own family. Parents around the dinner table, siblings even, it was just him left in the Ryker family so being around such chaos almost made him laugh as he dragged his finger along his upper lip. He had picked up the beer as he looked to Julie. She was his family now and that meant everything to him. ❝ Just another Sunday dinner huh? ❞

Plot ⇥ x

Starter for ⇥ @neonliights

It wasn't often or really, never did Ryker find himself with a woman a second time or third. He always so closed off with his relationship life so that the world only say him with his company, nobody else who so they couldn't judge him. He would take Eleanor home with him to bed and sometimes would even just have a drink with her to talk, she crawled under his skin and when he ended things his mind just kept thinking about her. Each woman whome he had sex with, he just pictured her. After many years went by he felt like he was at his breaking point, picking up his phone and calling her number, knowing where she lived and what number she had with the resources he had. ❝ Eleanor? ❞ He spoke when he heard her answer.

@iridescentfxntasies:

“Maybe the cute and adorable sea otters but sea anemone? No - I can’t say I do, and what about you?” Amelia let out a soft laugh whilst shaking her head in the process. When he said no, she couldn’t help herself but pout but to be honest, it was expected though considering the event had barely even kicked off. “Ugh, okay - an hour but I’m going to hold you to that.” She playfully threatened him, her words following another swig of champagne “But don’t think I’m going to enjoy it. I’ll be walking around here with a fake smile on my face but all I want is you.” The last bit was whispered a little more quietly knowing they couldn’t spend long at the party interacting before they had to part ways.

He couldn’t help a laughter that came from his lips at her words. He had to admit otters were more appealing of course than the anemone but it wasn’t like he had any control in that. ❝ If I left immediately every time I walked into an event I would never attend them. ❞ He slightly mused as he listened to her voice with a smile. All he wanted as well was her and seeing her looking so beautiful was only making it harder. ❝ I look forward to our meeting later Ms, Hammond. ❞ He stated in a professional manor. Walking away from her he could have acted like they were talking business but he would rather leave that aside and see her without his business mode on. Walking about, he talked with some investors and the organization, seeing what they needed to make things successful and what would benefit him as well. His hands were shoved in his pocket as his eyes glanced at the time every so often.

™️ - what are phrases your muse says often enough that it becomes a catchphrase? (For Ryker)

It's always a pleasure seeing you again. The amount of times he says this in business meetings and social events.

Plot ⇥ He doesn't do love or relationships. He does sex in secret and being alone but he finally broke and fell for her even if he didn't want to.

Starter for ⇥ @gcddamnvampire

❝ Fuck! ❞ He cursed to himself out loud as he pushed his hand up into his face. He was annoyed with himself. Annoyed that he felt himself falling for this woman. He didn't do love, didn't do anything and he wasn't prepared for any possible rejection or relationship. His hand was balled into a fist as they began to turn white on his knuckles. ❝ You're doing something to me Kennedy and it's driving me insane. ❞ He stated as his eyes finally looked over to her. ❝ Get over here and kiss me now or leave. ❞

@jetaiimee

@wildestdrcam:

Maybe she was pushing his buttons a bit too much, behaving a bit too inappropriately, and maybe she knew it. She was even beginning to feel a bit guilty for it, seeing the look on his face as he practically begged her to drop it. She was even considering doing just that, letting him have the night to himself and then apologizing properly when he got home. But then, he spoke again, and any notion of Freya playing nice flew out the window. She was stunned into silence for several moments, Ryker’s tone cutting into her even deeper than he had maybe intended. “How…dare you talk to me that way?” She breathed out, tone full of hurt. Without another word, Freya grabbed her small clutch where it was resting on the table, and turned on her heel, striding away from him.

He never should be reacting the way that he was and he should stick with being professional but he let his anger get ahead of him. He let it take over his mind and use his voice. He couldn’t say anything. He knew he should apologize and he would but he also needed to cool off before anything. Pushing his fingers up into his hair to adjust it, he ordered himself a double of the strongest liquor that they had here. Pouring it back into his mouth when he received it, he placed it down onto the table before letting out a breath of air to go and find her again this time to apologize but was interrupted by someone whome he was trying to make a deal with. Talking with them for what felt like an hour, he was looking around for Freya once again now.

@writtenwillow:

“That’s fine… seeing as I didn’t expect to see you in general.” she spoke, eyes dancing around the room. She hadn’t expected to see him but there had been a small part of her admittedly that had been a little relieved to see someone that she knew, even if that knowledge wasn’t known to the public. Seleste wasn’t some dumb naive girl that believed the things that Ryker and her did behind closed doors amounted to anything more than the occasional booty call. She was aware of the mans distaste to commitment and even if he wasn’t allergic to the mere idea of it it wasn’t like her current situation allowed for anything more. However when you’ve been in a loveless marriage for as long as she had any attention was better than no attention. She pointed to the drink in Ryker’s hand after a moment “Mind showing me where you got that before leaving me to my own devices?” She questioned him with the raise of an eyebrow.

It wasn’t very often that he saw Seleste outside of a closed door, in fact he never did. It was behind a closed office door or bedroom door and that was it with them. Blinking a couple of times to try and process his thoughts through his mind. He didn’t question her choices, hell the booty call was just some great sex in the back of a car sometimes but he called a couple of times just as she did. Motioning with his head to follow him he spoke. ❝ Over this way. Usual drink? ❞ He questioned as he knew her alcohol of choice.