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@tyk-strand from here x
“You’re not off base, it is predominantly those things. But I think it’ll grow on you, given the chance. It’s got its own spark of charm.”
She gave the guy a smile, nodding her agreement that it could grow on her if given the chance. “Maybe you’re right, I mean its a lot less redneck than I expected. Less racist too so far if I’m honest. I guess it depends how tomorrow goes, seeing the new work place and starting the new job and all. Definitely different to Seattle” she said, letting out a soft laugh, “Let me buy you a drink... Sorry, I didn’t catch your name”
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Plot: Ash went to a wedding of a mutual friend knowing full well your muse would be there. Only went to win them back and be the one that takes them home at the end of the night. Open to M/F/NB
Ash watched them from across the hall, he hadn’t had the balls to cross the dance floor yet. But as he looked at them, he had to admit they were looking damn fine. It was a shame that they were standing alone but he finally grew the nerve to cross the dance floor to them. “Care to dance?” Ash hadn’t come for the wedding, no he was still in love with the other and intended on telling them so. But for now he extended a hand and at least figured on the dance floor they could talk.
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@chingcna
“That’s a good idea.“ Sometimes Camila could be the worst at giving advice. Logically most people with enough common sense would reject her suggestion and not even think about saying it jokingly, but Camila was dead serious. “Uhh…. I don’t know. Like… Shit. I don’t think I’ve heard of circuses that aren’t cirque du solwhatever.” She hummed, thinking. “We could try to find one. I wanna be an ocelot tamer.”
“Thank you. So few people acknowledge my good ideas anymore,” he told her, eyes getting a little heavy from the pot. “You know, I don’t even know what an ocelot is.” His eyes got thinner while he thought, as though he could guess if he only willed it hard enough. Still, he had no idea, but he only shrugged. “I’m sure I’ll figure it out. What do you think I’d be good at? I could do trapeze. I mean, I’m very bendy and have little consideration for my own life. What else would there be?”
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Open to females (connection: gf, friend, any)
Instead of spending the night out like he planned, it turned out to be bringing her back to his place all because his toddler got sick and the babysitter had called him halfway through dinner. Ash came out of the bedroom and closed the door behind him finally getting his son to sleep as he gave her an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry our night got cut short. I would have called my mother to watch him, but it didn’t really feel right leaving him if he didn’t feel good...” Ash hadn’t really had a choice, his son came first it however did put a crimp on his dating life.
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( @thetroubledmisfits )
Remy’s comedy was...unique. It was a mixture of self deprecating humor, with random shit from his personal life in both counseling, and dealing with young children who had absolutely no filter. What set him apart from the others, is that he could do a full show while remaining completely clean, and avoidance or mature details. This was mostly because he did work in grade school, and didn’t need this coming back on him in any way. But, dirty comments were for the weak anyway. He could be funny without that stuff, and unless his audiences were just blowing smoke up his ass, they seemed to enjoy his material.
He ran a hand through his sweat dampened hair as he made his way backstage - cursing under his breath about how hot those stage lights were as he searched for a bottle of water. He had just cracked one open, and pulled it up to his lips when he turned to see the literal last person he expected to see here, nearly spitting out his water as he choked on it a bit, and sputtered at the attractive male. “Shit, sorry.” He turned around to wipe his mouth on the front of his shirt, as if Asher wouldn’t see that he was doing that, especially with the water stain he left behind on his jumper. But what the fuck?? He had no idea how to react when his favorite member from his favorite fucking band was standing right in front of him like some sort of fever dream. “You...are Asher Evans.” He told the taller - wow, like he needed to tell the man that.
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@falsefatale LIKED for a small starter / ASHER FORRESTER
“I wouldn’t exactly call it wise for a lady to be wandering by herself,” Asher comments, keeping himself from making the rookie mistake of approaching too close too soon. “Unless you’re expecting company to arrive shortly — need any help?”
#falsefatale#( starter:asher / closed. )#( thread:asher. )#i hope this is okay !#and if not just lmk and i can write something else!
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asher parked his car and glanced out the window, seeing a couple of people standing outside of where he was called for a ride. he rolled the window down and leaned over in the passenger seat, “are you the one that needed a ride?” he asked.
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“Get your hands off me!” her voice raised as she pulled her hand back. “You fucking used me for what? For some bet with your mates? Are we in high school or something because that’s fucking pathetic!” she was really snapping but she couldn’t help it, she was embarrassed and god was she hurting. “If that’s the type of shit you guys pull I don’t want to know any of you, I mean how long has this bet been going on, from the start? Sleeping with me that was part of the deal right?” If there was a wall she’d have punched it, the frustration was so visible with the heavy frown, the tears that’d started to drip over her eyes but how tightly her fists squeezed together. “I’d rather walk home than be near you.” she hissed out of anger, everything she was saying was out of that heartbreak she was feeling. “What kind of a life do you live to think playing with someones emotions is fun and games? To think I was going to bloody tell you tonight.”
“It was something we said when we were piss drunk. Ves, you are not some pathetic bet for my friends.” He sighed wanting to stop her from leaving because Ash did care about her. Sure his actions never screamed it because he always said he couldn’t fall in love but she was warm and wormed her way into his heart. “Vespar, fine yes it was. But before we ever slept together I called the damn bet off. I told them you weren’t going to be another notch in my bed post.” His face showed how remorseful he was, he never wanted her to find out. “Please just let me take you home...” He pleaded not wanting her to walk home alone. “It wasn’t! Not with you it wasn’t, I actually care about you. Tell me what?”
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Open to Females | Based on this plot | Female Version of this starter
When Ash found out what was going on with the girl who had rolled into town a little while ago his heart broke. No one should of had to go through that. “Stay, please. I’ll keep you safe, I mean how safer can you get then with a cop?” Ash wondered, but now understood why she had been so hesitant at first, being in a marriage where her husband was a dick. “I... I love you... Just stay and I’ll make sure you’re safe. He won’t come back to hurt you. I don’t even care that you’re technically married.” Ash would do what he could to separate them.
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@liminalmuses
Kailen lazily ran her fingers through Ash’s hair, smoking with her free hand. These conversations weren’t exactly rare between the two. It was always one or the other suggesting the next ridiculous spot to run off to. “I think you should quit your job, but that’s just me.” Handing the join back over, Kailen made a clicking sound with her tongue. “Circuses are still definitely a thing. Although, I dont think you can run away to them anymore.”
“Well, since you’ve twisted my arm,” he hummed, taking back the joint and staring up at the clouds while she spoke. “That’s absolute bullshit. I reserve the right to run away to whatever I so choose. Let’s start a circus people can run away to,” he suggested. “We’ll burn people’s fingerprints off when they’ve been... sworn in, or whatever happens at a circus. How’s that sound? Although we will have to do something about those pesky social security numbers... Any suggestions?” After one more pull, and a faint cough, he handed the joint back to her.
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Ash loved bringing Jamie pleasure seeing his boyfriend a mess beneath him on the bed, there was no sight sexier or a turn on to Ash other than that. He didn’t mind touching Jamie in the process either knowing just how sensitive the other could be. Ash groaned as his cock slipped free, he nodded. “Gladly baby.” He pushes back in and continued to push his length in and out of his boyfriend. “Baby i can’t hold out.” Ash felt the others muscles tighten as he began to pump a bit harder before he drilled and filled the other male up moaning his boyfriends name.
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his hands smoothed over his boyfriends chest, his hands smoothing down to the males ass as well as he grasped the cheeks in his palms. As much as his hands roamed he could feel the others. “I love it,” he did too, as he felt Jamie’s hand between them, Ash pushed his hand away and instead replaced it with his fingers as he began to stroke his growth his length rolled harder into the spot where he wanted him. “I want to feel you cum around my cock.” He muttered against the others lips.
he kept his eyes on his boyfriend as he smiled, only for his expression to change as soon as ash hit the bundle of nerves, causing his back to lift from the bed slightly as he formed a small arch. with the way ash was snapping his hips, jamie was left to be a moaning mess as he nodded his head. he was extremely sensitive and for ash to touch him like them drove him over the edge. the sound that they produced was so lewd and erotic and he cloved every second of it. “i’m gonna cum, baby…” he knitted his brows before he let out a loud moan, his toes curling as he came, ash’s cock slipping out of him as he whined. “want you to cum inside me,”
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Ash thought that for one night he’d be able to get his daughter down and she’d be able to stay asleep. But as he heard music drifting down from the floor above them he groaned. Not this shit again. Whoever was above him was driving him up a wall. He kissed his daughters head goodnight and climbed the steps as he found the apartment directly above his and began to knock. When no one came but the music continued he knocked a little bit louder, or more so pounded on her door in order to get her to open it up. “Look, some of us can be up all night but other’s have kids would you....” Ash was not expecting the blonde to answer the door. “Keep it down..” He said softer this time. @a-museing-rps
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For @saavcns
Ash was working the streets, he had a tip that a guy was escorting girls in order to cover up one of the largest sex trafficking rings going in the state. He wanted nothing more than to bring the sick bastard down. He pulled up to where his contact (a bite unwilling contact) was meant to be. “Hey, I need a girl for tonight. Think I can hire you out?” Ash used her for two fold, one to get her out of working for some prick for the night and another so he could get information out of her when she had some. He held up the hundred dollar bills he pulled from his pocket. “Go tell your pimp daddy over there that you’re booked for the night and lets get the hell out of there.” He made sure he didn’t look the other male at all not wanting him to know that Ash was watching the man or that a camera in his pocket was recording the guys every move.
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Ash couldn’t help but want his hands all over her to touch and feel again. “I missed you.” He charmed but it was true, the faster and harder she moved the closer he got to his climax. “Don’t worry baby I’ll be the only man you ever know.” It was true he wasn’t letting her go this time but he leaned up and kissed her hard breathing against her lips. “So close. I don’t think I can hold off much longer.”
Sophie rode him slowly and her eyes never left his until his hands found her breast. She arched into his touch and let out a loud moan. “God I missed this so much.” She breathed out. She began to pick up the pace aching for him to move faster and harder inside her. “I missed having you inside me. You touching me. God I missed everything. I’m never letting you go again.”
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@honestlyoriginal
The first time he wandered into the club he was lonely, his ex had just left him and made him a single father. The second time he wandered in it was a sting he was watching a dude, but after that it became habit. A place of escape, he didn’t have time for relationships he told himself, afraid of getting hurt again. Instead the closet he got was with a stripper, he wasn’t even sure if he knew he real name but either way he didn’t care it was the closet he got to some semblance of something that got his engines revving again. Finding his table he smiled over at the pretty girl who waited on him. “Just a jack neat please.” His drinks sometimes varied but it was often a whiskey or bourbon. He didn’t vary that much. Ash remained responsible, he only came on tuesday nights claimed he worked late, but he figured his mother was suspecting that Ash was up to something. “Rough night? or a calm one?” He questioned when she finally joined his side again.
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@a-museing-rps continued from here
He let her tilt his head as he gave her a look. “And I’m an FBI agent, I still caught your right elbow to the face.” He saw her grin and shook her head. “You may still come to breakfast, although I think you don’t deserve any bacon.” He told her with a small smirk. He took the advil with a smile and downed it. “Thanks, but uh yeah. Do you want to come join me and Sophie for breakfast?” He asked her with a sheepish grin.
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