#disillusicnd

[ofginjxints]

@disillusicnd ctd from (x)

Luca felt her pull away, but the hand on her arm was steadfast, the other on her waist. "This has never been a waste of time. You know how much I care about you." His eyes met hers, seeing she didn't want to go as much as he didn't want her to. "It's just difficult, you know that - you know me so much better than anyone else, you gotta understand I can't just suddenly make it all perfect, baby." He pleaded, "How about I rent us a nice apartment just outside the city, huh? Make it our own space, be together just like we always say, right?"

[whileurmine]

@disillusicnd liked this for a one liner or two with test characters.

“I don’t know if you know how the silent treatment works," Holden chuckled, "But laughing at my awesome jokes defeats the purpose.”

[grcveyacd]

🌸 @disillusicnd liked for a starter; feat. guinevere bach

“ you dream of my mouth before it called you a lying traitor. “

[lcnelyday]

@mcrlinn

"listen, i've been called crazy for most of my life, you're doing great. just push through the crazy and tell me what you're thinking." maeve said, a worried look across her face. "you wouldn't have come to me if you weren't serious, so what it is?"

[swtsours-a]

“   i   can’t   just   …   unlove   you   .   i   wish   i   could   .   ”

[cherrysugcr]

closed starter for @disillusicnd

"You know I'm really glad you answered my call. I was starting to think maybe this time you would ignore me." Roman mentioned as he took a sip from his wine glass. Whenever he went through a bad breakup or just needed some companionship Madison was his first call. Although they never got overly romantic with each other he did care about her on a deeper level compared to other people. "So tell me what's been going on with you? It's been a while since we last saw each other."

[thefvrious]

@disillusicnd wanted santiago.

Santiago slipped into the house as quiet as a phantom, unzipping his hoodie and tossing it -- along with his t-shirt -- into the washing machine as quietly as he could. Luckily, both the sweatshirt and t-shirt were black, so the blood wasn't visible. He hoped against hope that he didn't wake the other person in the apartment, but it was of no avail because the hall light flipped on and Santi was left leaning, shirtless, against the counter with a bottle of water and little explanation. "Sorry, didn't mean to bother you." He said, watching their eyes wander down to the blood spatter on his shoe.

[felteverywhere]

continued from here on beta for @disillusicnd

It didn’t take someone particularly perceptive to see that things were beginning to go south when they’d barely begun. Still, Emiliano considered this job as inclusive of whatever pep talks that Naomi needed to get through this wedding. It was his job to reassure as much as it was his job to make her look good and he could do that. He’d always been good at that, another reason this job had been well suited to him. Chuckling softly at the reassurance she offered him, as if he was worried, he listened as she explained herself. “Naomi,” As the bartender poured their shots, he took both of them, holding them as he spoke. “Here is what you’re gonna do. You’re gonna stop with the bullshit negative self talk. You’re gonna take this shot and then you’re going to relax your shoulders.” Finally, he handed it to her, clinking his shot glass with hers before he threw his back and placed it back down on the bar. His hand then slid around her waist, pulling her slightly closer to him. “You can trust me, okay? No one’s gonna see through it. They’ll just think you’re nervous introducing your new man at a gigantic family event. And if you’re about to say something dumb, I’ll just kiss you before you can.” He smiled, waiting till she realised he was kidding. Well, mostly. 

[seolinah]

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"Maybe I'll simply make myself scarce and avoid having conversations in general." It was the easiest option in his opinion. Regardless of having not scrutinized over the details, the idea of having to make conversation with strangers to sell their story sounded exhausting. And dreadfully boring. He rolled his eyes. "Fine. Randi. Anything else you'd like me to commit to memory?" It wasn't as if he was quizzing her about the bullshit backstory he had--not that he'd studied that either. "So what? You'd rather I act like your charming husband then? I doubt you'd make any better of a believable wife."

[hedonistiics]

@disillusicnd | continued from here

cash didn't react well to his clients rebelling against his wishes, though it happened nearly every time. it seemed like there was some gene implanted in spoiled rich kids and celebrities with enough money to wipe their asses with it, that gave them an inherent need to rebel against anyone's wishes–especially his. rhiannon had proven to be one of those people and although she had her good sides, this wasn't one of them. "miss hughes," he started. despite the fact that they had come to be something akin to friends in the time he'd worked for her, he was on the clock and dealing with rhiannon while she was high as a kite, meant he wouldn't address her by her first name. "it's never just a party," he spoke through clenched teeth, trying his hardest to regain his composure and dial down the anger. "you're not just any person attending a house party. you're a public figure and you need to fucking act like it!" he spat. she was his client first and foremost, and his job was to protect her, which meant it was his job to make her realize that she wasn't safe in situations like these. pulling the back door to the black suv open, he pointed towards the back seat, "i'm not your hero... now get in, before i make you," he said coldly, slowly beginning his internal struggle instead of projecting his anger outwards. she was his to protect and he'd colossally failed.

[bcbylxn]

@disillusicnd​

“look, i don’t have fucking time for this. if you wanna lecture me, you can follow me in here, and lecture me over some pancakes. if not, i’m gonna take my ass in here ALONE and enjoy a fat stack by myself and then continue on this... what did you call it? ’self destructive journey to death?’ you’ve got a flair for the dramatic, and i love that about you.” kyle opens the passenger door, offers a tight lipped smile. “but i’m not planning on stopping any time soon.”

[whileurmine]

@disillusicnd liked this for a one liner or two with test characters.

“I wasn’t talking to you all day because that dog liked you more than me! And that's just not fair!" Atticus yelled out, more than a little frustrated. "Did you see how much love I was willing to give him? And he didn't care at all!”

[gothwives]

closed: @disillusicnd liked for a starter plot: x who: robyn knight, she/her, 32, teacher

"oh, wow... hi! god, it's been... so long, hasn't it?"

[lcnelyday]

@mcrlinn

"okay, be honest with me. do you actually believe that or have you just convinced yourself that's the truth?" nadia asked, elbow digging into her knee, chin in her palm as she looked the other over.

[lovecharged]

starter for: @disillusicnd

"just tell me you don't want me and i'll stop. i'll leave you be. promise."

[swtsours-a]

“   how   could   i   be   so   oblivious..   ”