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rennisaturate · 8 months
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" i know, a month seems like a really long time, but i'll be back before you know it, really, " || @moonlightedwrites
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lovecharged · 7 months
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for @moonlightedwrites continued from here.
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"oh right." awkward by nature, he doubts it's a smart idea to ask questions; to delve deeper and get into the intricacies of the man's relationship with his parents. "sorry. i was just trying to get a few measurements down. it took me longer than i'd like to admit to work out that measuring an area for a new piece of furniture is paramount every single time...serves me right for being so arrogant, i suppose" cue the chuckle, entirely void of humour. "what are you doing here then if uh...you're not supposed to be, either?"
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romanticlcver · 3 months
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closed starter for @moonlightedwrites! based on this.
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sabrina never tricked herself into believing that she would marry for love. it's always been known that she would marry whoever was the most advantageous. when she met her fiance she immediately knew that there was no love between them, more coldness than anything else, but she also knew he was the one she needed to marry. her father favored him, and he was just the right person to help her enhance her legacy. sadly, these facts didn't stop her from falling in love with somebody else. he's the only one who can make her chest pang with such simple words, expression cool even as she feels herself torn up inside. "why shouldn't i marry him?" she responds, tone icy and harsh. "he's perfect for me. and what does it matter to you, anyhow? it is none of your business."
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muchallure · 3 months
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closed starter for @moonlightedwrites
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"he might be your first love, but i intend on being your last."
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chaoticallycosmic · 4 months
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Closed starter for: @moonlightedwrites
Catalina pinched the bridge of her nose to try and dispel some of the tension she could feel building behind her eyes. "Lincoln, you can't just sabotage my car when you don't agree with a decision I made about my job," she tried to stress the point to him the first they argued. He hadn't agreed, of course, as was his right, but she didn't think he would resort to this. "I have to lead this assignment because it was given to me by the director of the CIA," she continued to stress, all while glaring at her husband. "You know why I can't just not report to my job, right?" There would be questions that she couldn't give answers to. "Lincoln!" She shouted his name to make him look at her, and when he did, she tried pleading again. "Please, you have to see reason here," if it was found that she was married to him, there would be chaos. The CIA would never believe her if she said she didn't share confidential information with him. They would question everything, torture her, and use her to get to him, and she didn't want the last option at all. "I can't just not go because you don't want to. That isn't how this works. I will get to work one way or another," he knew who and how she was. Stubborn through and through. Especially when she had already made a decision.
"Don't you trust me?" She knew her target was dangerous, but that was part of the job.
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hypnoticfever · 4 months
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continued from here / @moonlightedwrites
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it wasn’t like him to stumble into any regular diner to enjoy a cup of coffee only to find himself enjoying the company of a waitress instead. andrew knew better and could only assume she got the attention enough from every other person who walked into that place. they would flirt with her, she would flirt with them, it would earn her a nice tip to last a while. she was nice and sweet to him, but he reminded himself it was part of her job. he could show up there for a coffee or a meal and attract her attention for a short period of time before she forgot about the lawyer who only showed up on occasion. if he was being honest with himself, andrew wanted to figure out a way to change that. asking her out seemed too forward, but flirting seemed to casual. he wasn’t exactly great at dating anyway, so he had to wonder how good of an idea that might even be. “larry already knows i enjoy his company,” he replied around a hint of a smile, his head tilting to look past her in the direction of the older man. his head nodded before he sat back up straight and met her gaze. “he’s not who i was talking about.” she knew that and he could sense it. “what if i said i’m putting my trust in your hands for you to pick something for me? anything at all.” there was a pause as he glanced at the window, remembering the cold weather outside. “but let’s go with something hot.”
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beavtifvlstranger · 7 months
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a closed starter for @moonlightedwrites | based on this plot
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If she was being honest with herself, Johanna had a little too much fun toying with him as she had been. The two of them might not have known each other very well, but everyone knew the kind of guy he was. He was a rough around the edges type who was full of himself, the bad boy who could make good girls weak at the knees, the person who people found themselves in awe over and even Jo could admit he caught her attention a time or two since they met. However, what she liked more than anything else, was the fact that she caught his attention even a little more. Jo liked holding his attention and she even liked messing with him from time to time as she had, even if she still hadn’t figured out where to go next with it or what it meant that she actually liked it. With the both of them at the same party hosted by a friend they shared, Jo found herself glancing in Lorenzo’s direction about as much as he looked her way. At some point, she stopped paying attention to what her friends were saying and lifted her hand, beckoning Lorenzo towards her with her finger. Whether he came towards her or not wasn’t a question and it was only a matter of when, but it didn’t take long before she watched him cross the room to close the distance and stand before her. “Less than a minute,” she spoke around a hint of a smile. “That might be a new record.”
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seolinah · 10 months
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closed for @moonlightedwrites // #34 + #35 from this list ft. jasper
The fact of the matter was that Jasper wasn't supposed to be there. He doubted his parents would be pleased (not that that wasn't anything new) knowing where he was or who exactly he was with. No, to his parents, they'd all but wrapped up his life with a shiny bow and expected him to comply to their whims and demands. One of which the type of people he was supposed to be associating with--people not like them. Why? Well he was sure there was a long list of absurd and ridiculous reasons, but the main one was this: They hadn't approved of it prior. And god forbid it wasn't taken as some gospel truth. Whatever. It didn't really matter to Jasper. He hadn't listened to them as a teen, and he sure as hell wasn't going to now. He draped an arm over their shoulder, pulling them closer to his side. "So I was thinking..." he began, nervously bouncing his leg. "That I skip that fundraising event my parents have insisted on making me attend and do something with you instead."
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popcultr · 8 months
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CLOSED STARTER FOR: @mocnlighted / @moonlightedwrites
based on this plot
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cassie had recently started to date someone, who had a lot of money, it had been fairly interesting to say the least. she'd invited them round for date night, "do you even cook for yourself anymore?" she asked, as she stood in front of the kitchen counter, chopping up a carrot. "or do you have private chefs that do that sort of thing for you?" her tone was teasing, a laugh slips past her lips.
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chingcna · 2 years
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@moonlightedwrites / @mocnlighted​​
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“Why are you looking at me like that? Stop. It’s just dry blood. You should see the other guy.“
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rennisaturate · 10 months
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" i gotta say... what're the odds, huh?? " this was awkward. beyond it, really. on one hand, nia was happy to see his face ( and if one poked and prodded in the right places, maybe even would admit that she'd missed him ), and on the other... panic. bubbling just under her ribcage. play it cool, play it cool... " unless, yanno... we're both looking for two completely different nia and mateo's, " she chuckled. || @moonlightedwrites
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evocatiive · 2 years
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@moonlightedwrites​ / from reed to leilani, based
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“I don’t understand what the problem is. This bag is Louis Vuitton.” So there shouldn’t be a reason for her not to love the gift. If anything, it’s a bit of a turn off that she’s turning up her nose when he’s being so generous. 
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missmvrder · 7 months
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@moonlightedwrites continued from here.
There were many reasons Asher didn't want in on this deal, many reasons that were valid and that had been discussed in length when the deal had first came up. And maybe his arguments had felt weak because they were not the main reason he didn't want to get in business with them. Asher knew what they had done to Danielle's father and he didn't care how good this could be for him and the family. This was a betrayal for her and it was the only thing that mattered to him. Even if he knew it shouldn't be an issue, it was. Not that he told anyone, not even her as she stood there, in all her righteous anger. He saw the way his words reached deep inside of her, how he was acting like she was at fault. This was far from what Asher wanted her to feel but it had to be. The man felt like he had scold her, put her in place and the woman who stood before him was hurt and it was because of him. He wished he could take it back, take Danielle in his arms and tell her that he would make this right. "As much time as needed for this to be done before anyone start asking questions or running their mouth," he said exasperated, not at her but at himself. Not that Danielle would know the difference. "It was sensitive and I couldn't talk. You understand that, right?" As much as he hated it, his loyalty was not to her. Everything she was saying, Asher had said before the deal was done. He truly thought it was a bad idea but he couldn't tell her, at least not yet. "We made sure they can't go back on their words." It was sad and bad to say, but everyone had learned the bad way to deal with them. And if Asher couldn't make this thing go away, he had made sure that nothing could happen because of them. "I know," he said voice softer this time. "I know what they did."
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romanticlcver · 6 months
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continued from here! @moonlightedwrites
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"yeah, sure! i'm sure he wants to talk to you." under other circumstances scarlet might even be happy for the assistance, but she and her boyfriend (ex?) have already been on the rocks. they're always on the rocks, actually, it's their third break up this month. she reaches out and grabs his arm when he starts to turn, trying to keep the gangly man in place. scarlet has no faith in the stranger, thinking he'll likely do more harm than has already been done. his comment quickly has her letting go, eyes narrowing. "you don't know anything about our chemistry." it hurts because it's true, because everyone can tell that her own boyfriend doesn't like her or care about her. "i wasn't uncomfortable. you're very bad at reading body language. i hope this taught you a lesson."
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muchallure · 3 months
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closed starter for @moonlightedwrites
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"oh, c'mon. are you really so scared of that dumbo? why don't you live a little? you don't think i'm worth it?"
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waveofstars · 2 years
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@mocnlighted / @moonlightedwrites​​
He was on his way. One step at a time, he was embracing his newfound freedom. Maybe it was a little cliche, but he didn’t mind it - prison changed him. Well, the five years there steered him away from any urge to get himself in trouble, at least. Everything else was still the same. His job as a handyman at a trendy motel in town got him back on his feet. Living where he worked had its pros and cons. It was almost like prison, but no shackles or bars. He didn’t mind it. It was late out and he didn’t sleep much. Devin stepped outside to smoke a cigarette when he noticed someone trying to work the ice machine. His unlit cigarette hung in his mouth as he walked over. “You gotta give it one of these,” he told her before punching the top of the machine. Ice began to come out into the bucket normally. “Old piece of crap.” He turned to look at the guest and his heart nearly skipped a beat. The cigarette from his lips fell. “Shit, Ramona? Is that really you?” Out of all the places and times in his life… There his high school sweetheart appeared.
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