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walking past him into the supply closet by the door to grab a broom, she rolled her eyes as she slipped past him, a grunt of distress coming from her mouth. “ well excuse me, a small girl, fearing for her life because a man busted through her door unwarranted. how else was i supposed to react ?? ” her head shook angrily as she pushed past him and began sweeping up the sloppy mess of eggs literally scrambled around her kitchen floor. “ i’d prefer postmates, i don’t know if you’re gonna poison me. it’s the least you could do, y’know, for scaring me half to death. ” she stared up at him, giving him a shrug of her shoulders as she dumped the eggs into the trash. “ no you can’t, vincent. my name is madeline, or maddi, most people call me maddi. ”

“ i would have to say you acted rather calmly. ” he kept an eye on her as she walked past him, a slight smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “ if it were me, i would have gone full on rogue. no joke. ” it was hard for vincent to keep his laughing to himself. this girl in particular was just filled with anger. not even real anger but cute anger. it was endearing. “ oh whatever, “ he managed with a shake of his head. “ if you didn’t trust me not to poison you then you would have already kicked me out of your house. “ even if that wasn’t true, vincent would defend his statement until he ran out of breath. swiping through his app, he looked up at her curiously. “ what kind of food do you like ?? “ a roll of his eyes quickly ensued. “ maddi it is then. i think i’ll save weirdo for a rainy day. “

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viixenkiss:

↠ ❥ | ღ | ❥ ↞  sadie liked to pride herself on her restraint, but seemingly with each passing weekend, vincent became her weakness. instead of frequenting her favorite clubs, she stuck to one in hopes that she would run into him time and time again. it was never a one night type of affair. instead she would find herself in his bed all weekend. reliving the woes of pleasure time and time again. not that she was complaining because he captured her attention like no one else could. for someone who seemly had it all, it made her wonder why he chose to meet women in clubs. though she had an overwhelming feeling that he did so for the purpose of not seeing them again. “are you saying this because of our weekend endeavors? the things that a little alcohol can do to a person.” her words were teasing and it was evident by the smile on her lips. he had to know by now that it was much deeper than that ( even if neither of them admitted it ). “yes, but those pretty interns of yours haven’t spent countless nights in your bed, am i right?” taking bold steps forward, she rested her palms against his desk. “now before i leave this office and start my day we have to lay ground rules because we both know working together won’t be the easiest thing.” she easily spoke out as if she was in charge. a eyebrow quirked, leaning in just slightly. “number one: hands to ourselves. think you can do that?”

there was never a time where sadie did not take him by surprise. the moment she mentioned their weekend routine, his brown hues flickered to the door to ensure it had not been left open even slightly. the amount of trouble she could get him in was tremendous. the problem was that he craved it. “i didn’t realize you needed a glass of something to drop to your knees for me,” he spoke in a low tone, “but the more you know.” a suggestive smirk spread knowingly across his lips. he could play her game as well as she did. vincent hummed as she caught him in his own defense, his head tilting a bit to the side as sadie approached him. “i suppose you’re right. if we’re speaking on obvious terms, not all of them are you.” he could not help the amused chuckle that rolled off his tongue when she took charge of the situation. “i could keep my hands off you,” he replied confidently, leaning in so that their lips were no more than a few centimeters away from each other. “but what about my mouth?” he inquired with a raised brow, his lips ghosting against the corner of hers. 

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shattercd:

ocean did her best to keep her confidence. or at least look like she was. she was clearly not happy with him at all and she wanted him to suffer like she did. sure, she wouldn’t actually go out and tell anyone that she was fucking her teacher, but she at least wanted him to think that she would. she cocked a single eyebrow when he started talking, shaking her head as a scoff left her throat. “ oh, you don’t ? “ she let go of an amused chuckle, crossing her arms across her chest. “ i would tread very lightly, mr. visconti. “ she warned with a squint of her eyes. “ and frankly, i don’t care enough about you anymore to keep you protected. “ of course that was a lie, but he didn’t’ have to know that. 

the fact of the matter was that no matter the confidence that dripped off of vincent, there was nothing he could do to smooth this over and that was what bothered him. he could not weasel his way out of this one because he had fucked her over in the worst way. there was no one in this world he had treated more poorly than ocean. did he regret it? of course. but it was nothing he could change or would change, at this point. “ocean,” the dark haired male began, exhaling softly. “what happened in the past is exactly that. the past. i’m sorry if you’re still upset but      let’s have a good year, yeah? i want to have a good first year as much as you want to have a good last year.”

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while i work on my replies, like this if you would like a starter from one of my muses based on something in your wishlist !! i’ll come to you to specify a muse.

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copingisms:

“okay now that you’ve said it like that i can kind of see where you’re coming from. i suppose next time i do this kind of thing i have to specify it’s platonic before i get to this point.” a smile formed on her lips as she realized the other wasn’t annoyed on her and was willing to let her paint on his back. “you won’t regret it! i promise you, it’ll be the best galaxy you’ve ever seen. now come on, shirt off.”

vincent hummed amusingly, shooting her a knowing look; one that said ‘i told you so.’ “that would be the least you could do,” he teased her carelessly. he rolled his eyes but he was far from annoyed by the brunette. she was entertaining - for lack of a better word. “alright, alright. you’re so bossy,” vincent mumbled his words with a small smirk, lifting his shirt up and over his head before tossing it in the opposite direction. “i’ll pick that up later, i swear.”

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im so bummed i wasn’t able to get on today. i got super busy. i was gonna reply to my threads but i’m exhaaausted. i do have a surgery to undergo tomorrow so i might be on, i might not. either way, i promise i’ll get to my replies asap !!

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a plot about a college student on the verge of losing her scholarship. with a full schedule and no free time, she has no shot at finding a job. so in a last ditch attempt she puts herself on sugarbabies.com and searches through sugardaddy.com. a week passed by. many blind meetings with ceos, doctors, lawyers, even a few actors. yet nothing pans out. one day, late at night. a message pops up. inside waiting is a message from her favorite professor.

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A love affair AU. Like every time she has a fight with her boyfriend, she goes to this other guy and they mess around, and maybe, secretly love each other. And just like, he’ll whisper things like “Want me to make you forget?” And just.

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            “no, it’s fine. just go grab me some coffee, elisabeth. is she waiting in my office already? good. i have a spare suit in the closet, i’ll change afterwards.” his voice was muffled from outside of his office, hiding the woman who had ruined a thousand-something dollar suit in some apparently crazy rampage. arran had yet to see her, thought he could easily pull off the ‘sorry i’m late’ bit as the woman’s potential new boss, but as he entered the room, personal assistant having already scurried away to get more work done, he sat in his chair behind his large desk, amusement glimmering in his gaze as he met the other’s eyes. “so. are you here to dump more coffee on me, or to collect the bill to replace my suit?”

            as much as peyton prided herself on being an optimistic person, this day in particular could not get any worse. she would have loved to genuinely be in a good mood during the interview that was going to make or break her dream of living in the city on her own. but between spilling her coffee on someone and not being very energized, she was doomed. if the person interviewing her was late, did that mean they had already given up on hiring her? letting out a huff of air, she bounced her leg impatiently as she waited for them to arrive. when she heard the doorknob turn, peyton immediately straightened her posture; only to slump over when she recognized his face from the scuffle she had earlier in the morning. a nervous laugh slipped past her lips as she stood up from her chair, straightening out her skirt. “i      am so sorry,” she spoke quickly, her hands folding in front of her. “you know, it kind of looks fashionable.” taking her lower lip in between her teeth, she continued: “but i can definitely arrange for fulfilling the latter, too.”  

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lvnata:

&.* OF COURSE VINCENT’S first instinct is accusing her of pulling a prank on him. in fact, nirvana should’ve expected this – should’ve P R E P A R E D herself for this. but still, somehow she had hoped he’d… take her in his arms, tell her it’d all be okay; that he would take care of her, of them. maybe even that he’d stay with her. but those were all dreams – after all, she was still nothing but a M I S T R E S S , and a very unfortunate one, at that. “ what ? no. no, of course i’m not kidding, vincent. why would i joke about something like this ? “, she asked, frowning as she looked up at him. in his eyes, she found the same surprise and… fear ? as were visible in hers. “ i don’t know, okay ? i don’t know. i just – i just want to know whether you’re going to leave me now ? “, she asked the one question burning on her lips.

&. * A MANTRA OF thoughts went in and out of his brain in the matter of seconds. the entire point of having someone like vana in his life was to relieve himself of the added stress of being himself. yet here they were       only fueling fire to a flame that was becoming unbearable. vincent was perplexed. clearly he had never been in this position before. it was frightening, to say the least. the fact that this could ruin his entire life or worse, make it better than it was now, scared him. he was a man of habit. this particular situation threw his habits into the bin.  “ i know you’re not kidding, “ he replied with an exasperated tone. it was just hard for him to wrap the idea around his head. her question made him freeze. as much as he dismissed vana from time to time, he did have feelings for her. he wouldn’t risk everything for her if he didn’t. “ i can’t leave you. “ vincent assured her, his brown hues finding hers. “ i just    i don’t know what to do as much as you do. “

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viixenkiss:

↠ ❥ | ღ | ❥ ↞  sadie was going to try to keep things professional despite how much of an impact their weekend had been on her. she wasn’t sure how exactly how to act around him now they’ve been in bed together. all she knew was that she needed this job and she was going to try her best to make sure there was no reason for her to lose it. his words caused her to smile, a hand lifting towards her chest in faux shock. “you think i have no self control? this is my job after all. not everyone can be the boss.” chuckling, she tilted her head to the side, her eyes watched carefully as he moved. she felt a breath hitch in her throat. that moment flashes of their time together passes through her mind. each memory elicited a reaction out of her before she cleared her throat to regain composure. “so are you saying that you have the urge to do me right here? that the weekend meant that much to you that you can’t stop yourself.” her eyebrow raised as a smirk played along her lips.

there was not a lot vincent could do to brag about himself but his overwhelming stubbornness had actually given him the chance to have a good amount of self control. not a great amount but good, nonetheless. still, sadie seemed to test him in ways he figured he would never be. she was gorgeous and most of all: addicting. something about her made it impossible for him to stay away from her. why else would he go to the same club out of hundreds every weekend? for a guy who never did anything or anyone twice, he sure found himself in the company of sadie more than anyone else. “i don’t doubt that you do have self control. i doubt that you have self control with me,” he admitted with a smirk lining his lips. at least he was being honest. raising a single brow as she assumed what vincent was thinking, he was impressed she was for the most part, correct. that wasn’t something he’d expose, though. “as you said, not everyone can be the boss. and as a boss, i tend to have a lot of self control with pretty interns.”

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pinkmcttcr:

staring at him quizzically, she couldn’t believe that he was making herself out to be the crazy one. if this whole incident wasn’t so horribly humorous to her, she would have absolutely knocked him out with her frying pan by now, but she was most definitely not alarmed by him anymore. “ well, miss no-name would call you weird. but to each their own i suppose. you should be thankful you got my apartment and not the one next door to me, he’s a real asshole. truthfully i should beat you up, you ruined my eggs, and gave me a heart attack !! ” her tone was exasperated still, almost too baffled to even think. snatching the shorts as he tossed them to her, she slid them over her legs quickly. “ i left my door unlocked on accident, stop judging me !! you’re the one escaping your ‘so-called’ devil. ” standing up off the floor, maddi glared at him with her piercing brown eyes, blankly stating, “ shut up. well, what’s your name ?? unless you want me to continue referring to you as weirdo. ”

the situation vince found himself in was too amusing for him to take anything she said to him seriously. he figured this would be a great story to share the next time he hit up the bar. “ you think the guy next door is a real asshole ?? ” the dramatic scoff slipped past his mouth before he had the chance to stop it. “ you nearly beat me with a frying pan and he’s the asshole. you have your priorities in a big mix here, “ the dark haired male teased her with no problem. folding his arms in front of him, he leaned his body against the door frame; his head tilting as he examined the eggs spread across the floor. “ i could make you a much better breakfast. or better yet, postmates you an exquisitely gratifying breakfast. “ he was endeared by the glare she shot his way, to say the least. “ vincent. most people call me vince. can i refer to you as weirdo ?? “

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shattercd:

ocean stared at him and the pissed off look on her face was a total accident. she released a breath of relief once the bell rang, not sure that she could handle seeing him every single day. she stood up, gathering her things though she couldn’t say she was too surprised that he told her to stay. she was just hoping she could sneak out before then. she turned on her heel, rolling her eyes. “ yes ? “ she squinted, watching the last student leave the room. “ what do you want, mr. visconti ? “ there was probably no chance that she would address him by anything else now. even though she was thinking of a few choice words that were a little too inappropriate for a classroom. 

while vincent was aware that he was currently and always would be the only person who would get in trouble for this situation, he trusted ocean enough not to twist it against him. in fact, he believed that there was not enough mean bones in her body to convince her to do anything that would hurt him, that was what his mind told him, at least. perhaps he could be wrong. either way, he quirked a brow as she approached his desk. he was certain the expression painting his features was anything but amused. “ i wanted to talk about you about the comment you made earlier, “ he mentioned with a small smile. “ you know i don’t take to threats very well. “ 

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&&. i’m replying to my threads soon but i could always use more !! if you would like me to reply to one of your open starters, go ahead and like this !! i’ll get to it after my laptop finishes updating ( or tomorrow if i give up on technology ).

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