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”You look nervous,” he called out to the person walking down the street alone, “hasn’t anyone ever told you this isn’t the smartest neighborhood to be wandering alone in the dark?”  He asked, curiosity getting to the best of him as he pushed himself off the wall he’d been leaning on as he started towards the other person.  “You got to watch yourself around these parts, never know who you’ll run into...”  He paused thinking that he was also making himself sound like one of those sketchy creeps he’s talking about, “Don’t worry, you’re safe with me.”

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“Whatever you thought we had was nothing.”

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Tobias mirrored his smile and gave him a soft nod as he assured him of being a light sleeper. For a second there he wanted to make an inappropriate joke about how maybe he didn’t do well enough of a job last night if that was the case, but he bit his tongue instead. “Alright, i’ll be waiting.”the dark haired man said as he grabbed himself a shirt from the chair next to the door and glanced over at Graham once more. “I was thinking of making breakfast, too. It’s my day off, I rarely have time for that.”he said. “Maybe something like scrambled eggs and an avocado toast... Anyway, you can shower, if you want. The bathroom is right over there.”he pointed to the right and put on his shirt real quick before giving him another quick smile and heading downstairs to the kitchen. 

@whiskymuses​ | based on what you said a lil bit ago feat. Alek & Cassidy

There was always a sense of admiration Cassidy held for Aleksander, she’d been hearing about him for years now and the stories between her own and her roommate’s older brothers’ were so vastly different part of her was convinced he couldn’t be as sincere as he sounded. His sister held him in the highest regard and it only took meeting him once for Cassidy to understand why. Each meeting after giving her adding to her own reasons to admire him, even if it seemed to take ages for her to feel like she made any sort of impression on him it never seemed to hinder the ever-growing crush she had on him, something she was far too quick to find a way to confess the first night he stayed to keep talking to her after his sister had went to sleep. Her eyes rather confidently set on his even if her cheeks had pinkened with a nervous blush simply over how close he was standing to her, “I do though, I’ve always liked you - and with every reason to do so. I mean, you don’t have to feel the same way if that’s the case, it’s not going to ruin me, but you can’t tell me that, by now, I don’t know you enough to mean it.”

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muse: aracely reyes

against: angel ortiz

To say that she was scared and pissed off was an understatement. Being back here in this shitty little town was something Cely had never wanted to happen, nor was it something that she had been prepared for, but here she was, after a traumatic event that happened in her old home. Her true home. Groaning, Cely pulled the last of the groceries out of her cart before turning around, feeling her blood turn to ice as she froze at the familiar face in the parking lot. “Go wait for mama inside the car, okay?” She eventually said, giving her daughter a gentle pat, her eyes trailed on her until she heard the car door close. Her dad, the one she hadn’t spoken to in years, was now so close to her, and she didn’t know how to face him -- but she knew she had to. She just didn’t think she’d have to face him so soon, Cely thought as she held the last bag of groceries in front of her like a shield before clearing her throat. “Um. Hi?” She murmured as soon as they locked eyes, clearing her throat after hearing her voice shaking.

Ricardo & Eric - Incorrect Correct Quotes @whiskymuses

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There were many people Mateo worked with in the hospitality industry. Out of everyone though there was on person who meant more to him than others. Whenever the two of them were in the same area Mateo always insisted they get together. This evening was like most. They were sharing cigars, an expensive bottle of brown liquor and discussing their latest business moves. Right now though there was a bit of a difference in the air between them. An intimacy that he was unfamiliar with but enjoyed. He always enjoyed his time with Ricky but now he felt something he couldn’t express. “You know I always love seeing you man,” he smiled softly reaching over laying a hand on his shoulder. “It’s always been too long when we see each other again. You’re probably the best friend I’ve ever had, or well the best person I’ve met you know. I don’t know what has me all sentimental but I just really wanted you to know that.”

@whiskymuses said ( 🙊 ) a text that was never sent for Mason and Tessa:

new city and a new start. elena couldn’t stand being trapped in that town any longer than she should be. she had big dreams and opportunities so moving away to start her career was the only option for her. she wanted to make a name for herself and she couldn’t do that if she stayed in her comfort zone and what’s familiar. so with a part time job waitressing and being a dance teacher she was able to finally afford an apartment all to herself.  the only problem was that her neighbor doesn’t seem to have anything else better to do at night than bring someone home. she wouldn’t have minded if it was in the afternoon when she was at work but the fact that it seemed like every single night there’s a new woman screaming and moaning. she couldn’t get a good night’s sleep and it didn’t help that she wasn’t getting any either. one night she couldn’t take it anymore. she needed to say something.  the young woman marched over there and started banging on his door. loud thuds against the hard wood echoed in the hallway and as the door swung open, she started going off. “JESUS CHRIST! YOU DO REALIZE OTHER PEOPLE-” it’s him. oh my god. am i dreaming? “no fucking way.” ( @whiskymuses​ )

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”Seven minutes in heaven?”  He burst out laughing, “since when do grown ass adults play kiddie games?”  He asked, though it wasn’t his party and he might as well play along to keep the fun going.  He waited to see who would be joining him in the closet, his eyes settling on the one who was chosen for him by luck of the draw.  He sent them a playful wiggle of his brows before strutting towards the closet, “the things I do for you, Bentley,” he teased cupping his friend on the shoulder as he reached the closet, though stopped as the other soon approached.  “After you,” still thinking it was quite comical given their ages to be resorting to such juvenile games, but sometimes it was fun to act like a teen again, and the person to whom he’d soon be sharing a closet definitely impressed him. 

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“Why don’t you just admit it... you’re jealous.”

[ HEAT ]:  while in the middle of a make-out session, sender pushes the receiver up against the wall, unwittingly heating things up even more. (Ayla/Sloan - very much their vibe)

From this Pinned Against a Wall Prompts meme here!

Sloan had gotten home from duty after a long few days of training exercises with Ayla on his mind. It never ceased to amaze him just how much he craved her whenever he was away, even if he wasn't far. Her incredible patience with him whenever he was away was an actual gift, and he never once took it for granted. Dropping his bag down by the door, the smile that eased onto his features the moment she came into view was instantaneous. "Come here, angel." His arms opened for her, and he found a renewed sense of energy at the very sight of her. Ayla fit against him like she'd been created simply to fit in his arms.

His lips found hers, the kiss he placed there, starting off as something sweet, and gentle before his longing took over. He could never withhold the way he craved the very taste of her. His hold on her tightened, refusing to let her venture away from him until he was ready for her to go. As they kissed, Ayla suddenly pushed Sloan, his back coming in contact with the wall accompanied by the sound of a thud and a grunt that was lost in their kiss.

If he'd craved her before, Ayla pushing him up against a wall only increased that craving to a need. He groaned against her lips as his hands traveled down her body, over her curves, until he could hook his hands behind her thighs to pick her up so that he could wrap her legs around him like he so loved having her do. For a moment, Sloan simply held her, his hands slowly gliding over her thighs as he kissed her passionately, and then he began carrying her over to the nearest surface that would suffice. The dining table worked, as he kicked a chair out of the way to set her down on the edge of the table. When he broke the kiss he smirked, "Consider this a little payback for you pushing me against the wall, if you will." He gently pushed her back so she was laying back against the table, his hand running a trail down her body before lowering down so that he could position himself in a way that he would be in the perfect place once he removed the barrier of clothing in his way.

@whiskymuses​ | based on this and this feat. Julien & Chelsy

“No... no, no, no...” Chelsy shook her head even as the immediate throbbing caused her to wince, squeezing her eyes shut afterwards as if it would make this all some nightmare she’d wake up from, currently not being entirely certain if the accident she had been apart of was worse than being taken to the same hospital her ex worked at simply because it was the closest one, even after practically begging the paramedics not to. “I told them not to take me here - let alone to tell you about it.” She griped and whined the instant Juilen’s features came into view as he slid through into a crack in the curtain, the man seeming to prefer acknowledging her chart and nurse before Chelsy’s continued complaining about his presence, “It was one tiny car accident, that wasn’t even my fault, nothing is twisted, bleeding, or broken so can I please, please, just go home?” she tried to plea with her nurse, hoping she at least had enough pull to give her that much - even if being at home meant being in a little more discomfort, it was a sacrifice she’d happily make to put a any amount of distance between herself and Julien, the man she’d become far too skilled at avoiding since he’d broken up with her. 

aracely reyes & angel ortiz ↪ saying i love you to each other again

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