#tenderstars

[aquamanandfriends]

@tenderstars continued from [x]

Vera listened with tears streaming down her face, unable to move. It wasn't until Andrea said that she couldn't do this and took off. Vera jumped to follow. This was the last time she'd see Andrea, she could feel it in her gut.

"No, no no no," she gasped. "I did not-- no, this is all my fault," she lifted one hand and wiped her face, knowing it would smear her make up. She'd have to explain and fuck she didn't want to. "I will not," she exhaled a shakey breath, "I won't get in the way of things... I never wanted you hurt," she called out. "Just tell me this is what you want..."

Vera ran forward and cut Andrea off, her body taking over before she realized what shew as doing. She put her hands on Andrea's arms, soft but still firm, wanting to feel her. A part of her hoped she meant more to Andrea, enough to fight for even if it wasn't in a romantic way. "I am sorry... I am sorry for hurting you," but she wasn't sorry for feeling like she was losing her best friend.

[blindspct]

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she certainly didn't want him to feel as though he had to tag along if this wasn't something that he wanted to be involved in. though, he didn't seem like the type to leave her with it. despite their situation, she liked to think that she knew her husband relatively well. that didn't make her any less nervous though. she stood as he did and took in a deep breath, "the diner's fine." she replied. she hadn't been back to what used to be their place since she went to get her things and she knew it would bring back a ton of memories. memories she wasn't sure she was ready to face.

[silvrmoon]

"god, not you again," athena has to fight the urge to roll her bright emerald hues to the back of her head at the mere sight of the familiar male. while on the outside he seemed to be the epitome of everything a woman wanted in a man (he was tall, handsome with dark hair and dark mysterious eyes that had most girls at the club week to her knees), every interaction the blonde has had with him has left her blood boiling. " you know, some people call this stalking." she points out, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. / @tenderstars ♥

[persephonyed]

closed starter for @tenderstars​ from ingrid.

      it had been like playing hide and seek all night, except in plain view, though nobody else knew about the jest. nobody except for the single person ingrid was desperately trying to get a moment alone with since they had locked eyes an hour ago. and in that hour, she’d clung devotedly to the arm of her husband, making her rounds and charming anyone they paused to exchange formalities with. when he excused himself to the washroom, she seized her opportunity and grabbed the other by their arm, dragging them around the corner into a more private hallway of the event space. “what the hell are you doing here?” ingrid accused, eyes darting around to see if anyone had noticed them. “you can’t just show up places i’m at. that’s psychotic!”

[musicallyiinclined]

@tenderstars | cont'd from here

"Good. That feeling is mutual." If her physical hunger hadn't been so prevalent that morning she probably would've already suggested they go back to bed for a while. It seemed a shame to waste Jesse's eggs, though, so breakfast would have to do for now. "That's sweet of you to say," Riley told him with a smile, dishing out some eggs onto her plate. "And while my other skills might not be as important as saving cute little animals all day, they do exist." Once she had her plate and her coffee she went to sit at the table, the chair cool against her bare legs. "So what's your story? We didn't talk that much last night, and now I'm really wondering how it is that you're single." Jesse seemed like a major catch, and she studied him closely for a minute before she grinned, her fork halfway to her lips. "You're not going to murder me after we finish eating, are you? Because that would really bum me out, I've gotta say."

[legendaryl0stpieces]

@tenderstars​​ - For Sawyer (cause I need something small for them)

“Don’t look at that, complete trash.” Aiden shook her head a little bit, before looking at the magazine. Her people had brought it over this morning, all she had done was gone to breakfast with an old friend and now it was everywhere. “It was just breakfast as you know and yet now they want to make something bigger out of it. Its ridiculous, sometimes I think it would be better to just retire my career.”

[decadentias]

𝓙𝒂𝒄𝒌 & 𝓐𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒂

“I’M JUST GOING THROUGH IT,” Agatha rectified. Wording it like that was more truthful and convincing. No matter how put together she looked, she couldn’t really lie to Jack. He was perceptive. He knew her well enough to see through her. Plus, he seemed to make the effort to observe her. “I guess the wine consumption gave it away, huh?” She chuckled dryly. “Just need something to cope, and this is the best option I have right now.” She finished the contents of her glass in a single gulp and refilled it afterwards. She probably looked pathetic right now. “Wanna join me?” She held up the half-finished bottle. 

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[jetaiimee]

based on this // julie & mason // @tenderstars

Julie posed for the picture, arm wrapped around Mason's neck as his strong hands held onto her sides. They were having such a fun night out with Julie's best friend and her boyfriend, the man nibbling at the skin in her neck. After her friend took the photo, she broke out in laughter and looked back up at Mason, wrapping her other hand around his neck as well.

"I'm having so much fun with you," she smiled and bit down on her lower lip as she leaned her forehead against his. "Please don't go back tomorrow," she was trying to convince him to stay, even though she knew he had a lot of work to get back to once he left the city. Her fingers laced into his hair, toying with his dark strands and her lips trailed against his jawline as the two of them melted together in the fancy Manhattan bar. People watching wasn't new for Julie; she had been recognized a million times, not only because she was a familiar face in the socialite scene in NYC, but also because her face was all over social media.

"I will see your face on TV and all I will think about is how it feels kissing you," she hummed, gracing her lips against his. Her palm trailed down his front, over his chest. "And how you look without that suit. And your hands all over my body..." She could go on forever. "I just want you all to myself."

[ask-thedepressedkidatthetable]

Like / reblog for a starter where our muses are ❄️snowed❄️ in together!

Where had everything come from?

Alex walked his old house, a hand trailing the marble countertops until he came to the kitchen sink, standing over it for awhile, because it wasn't just a kitchen sink to him. His room was exactly how he'd left it. Alex sighed, bags dropping on the floor as he inspected the mattress. It was a process- you see, he'd flipped it before he left, letting it rest upside down while the cover, tight cloth and zippers from the manufacturer, showed true. He wasn't sure whether it was a comfort to know his parents had simply shut the door on that aspect of his life or if it kind of pissed him off . . . They weren't here right now, so maybe it was the latter.

"Hi." Alex wasn't quite sure what Ryan was doing here, a couple text messages passing between them before the other asked where he was at and if they wanted to work on some stuff. Alex didn't really have any answers to everyone's pressing questions at the moment, but he had no reason to say no, so here Ryan was, rooming in the guest room of his old house while Alex cooked them dinner and drank way more than should ever have been needed for simple chit-chat.

The sky had turned grey outside. It'd been like that for days. Always was around this time of year.

Ryan eventually went to bed, obvious, unspoken questions passing through his expressions. Alex sat at the kitchen table, avoiding his old room as much as possible for the visit. A guitar sat, perched awkwardly beside him while he read through various Wikipedia articles, drinking from a cold cup of bitter coffee. He was supposed to be working. He'd meant to spend the last few months working but . . . nothing was coming out. Nothing he could share at least. He'd thought being back home would make it better in a way. Get him away from L.A. at least. Instead it made him feel like screaming louder than he ever had before, except for the fact that everyone was going to hate him and there were so many other things going on and he just couldn't! He couldn't say it!

He couldn't explain his single, or unreleased album, and he couldn't fucking answer the interviewers questions because it fucking terrified him! And opening himself up meant so much more than just being open . . . He couldn't deal with their consequences. Not now. Not ever. He couldn't get better.

The snow began piling against the door, rushing toward the windows with a silence that only the bitterest of winters could manage. It was beautiful. Alex hadn't bothered to turn on the lights all night. There wasn't a need with the snow illuminating everything. Alex didn't know how long he'd been staring at the window, and he didn't break his gaze for a moment as he became aware of the other padding down the stairs toward him. "Hey." His quiet voice rang through the space before the next moment swallowed it, waiting for the next words. "How are you feeling? You hungry? Should I be makin' you something?" @tenderstars

[shincsobright]

based on.

the last person alaska expected to see as she walked home from where her boyfriend dropped her off was her former lover, who was supposed to be behind bars, the last she heard. she almost hadn’t recognized him, sitting on her front steps smoking a cigarette, and with each click her uncomfortable heels made on the cement sidewalk, alaska’s mind raced. he probably didn’t recognize her either, with the expensive dress she surprisingly hadn’t shoplifted. it felt like a whole other lifetime ago, the two of them together, causing chaos wherever they went and making reckless decisions like only two young people in love could. “don’t tell me they let you out for good behavior,” alaska remarked as she opened the gate, kicking off her shoes, despite the chilly autumn air. @tenderstars​

[aquamanandfriends]

Suppressing Fun [David/Silas]

@tenderstars​

“It’s not like that, I just,” David shook his head. “I have to study, I have a test tomorrow okay.” He had studied enough. David was smart, too smart. Fuck that he didn’t need to study to get an A tomorrow. He just wasn’t the type to go to parties even if he was invited. He needed someone to drag him out of his dorm room. David liked Silas, more than he’d liked any friend before and it was confusing, he didn’t know what he was supposed to do so he was suppressing everything. 

[blindspct]

this is never really how aria assumed her life would go. of course, there was no way to really know but the last thing she expected was to be sitting across from a man she once loved so much, and probably still did, with divorce papers sitting in between the two of them. on top of that, she’d found out she was pregnant and she’d been trying to figure out for days how she was supposed to tell him or if she should tell him at all since the two of them were separating after all and the last thing she wanted was for him to only stay for the baby in her stomach. still, she couldn’t bring herself to hide it from him. “i have to tell you something...”

@tenderstars​

[popcultr]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @tenderstars

MUSE: atticus walsh / 29 / heterosexual

based on THIS plot

atticus leaves the coffee shop with her son, she wasn't expecting to bump into the other. she was hoping that she could just slip passed them and avoid any awkward conversation. but that didn't happen as her son let go of her hand, running towards the other, tugging at their trouser leg.

[persephonyed]

closed starter for @tenderstars​ from imogen.

     “i’m not trying to push you away,” imogen stressed through the tears she had been attempting to hold in. “but i need you to need me back. why won’t you ever just let me in?” it wasn’t their first fight about the subject, and the woman was clearly tearing her heart in two as she forced the words out, but she had had enough. she wanted to be enough. “i can’t be the only one putting my heart on the line here.”

[writermuses]

@tenderstars continued from here

Taney smirked when Will held her hips, but it wasn't a firm enough grip to stop her from completely grinding against his thick thigh between her legs. She simply stayed quieted, green eyes on his perfect smirk as her body continued to rocked against him while she listened to him. "Breaking rules for me, hmm?" She reached up and drew her thumb across his smirk, keeping mum that her full Christmas wish was that Will would show up and that she could keep him- or that he'd keep her. Hearing him say 'occasionally' made her believe that this was as good as it would get.

The brunette's heart raced as Will looked around Asmodeus and then told her he knew where he wanted to go. Truthfully, she hadn't expected him to choose her apartment. With Will's voracious sexual appetite and a new place to have his way with her, seemingly a one night only deal, she thought he'd choose the playroom. Taney smiled up at him a little nervous, "I wouldn't take back a single moment with you, Will." She slipped in her key, punched in the security code, and waited for the door to make the beep that it was cleared for entry- decent security a necessity when around drunks and in the various line of work she'd been in. "Do you want to look around or do you want a tour?" Her fingers stayed around his waist, her green eyes watching him, expecting him to turn around and change his mind.

[sunliights]

a closed starter for @tenderstars featuring charlie.

"were you really about to leave without saying goodbye?"