#starter: ryderxaeron

[blakecastillo-a]

closed starter for @ryderxaeron​

Blake had been making her way through the crowd and almost doing rounds of talking to people when she recognized someone.  So far, she’d only gotten one or two strangers asking her about the bid war on her between the Carter brothers but she brushed it off and continued making her way through the crowd in search of Damian mostly, but she was yet to find him.  Instead, she found Ryder who had initially been involved in her bidding.  She took a sip of her wine as she approached him and allowed a smile to tug at her red lips.  “I’m scopin’ out my options,” she teased as if she wasn’t going home with Damian tonight.  “Did you have anything excitin’ planned for us tonight?”

#ryder aeron 001. #interactions: ryder aeron. #interactions. #lomk:starter #closed starter. #lomk:event2 #event: valentine's day. #ryderxaeron

[adrianhcndrix]

starter / @ryderxaeron​ ​ location / clubhouse parking lot

Thirty-seven years he’s managed to avoid being behind the wheel of a car and now he feels nearly on the verge of a panic attack. His nerves are visible and he speaks without taking his eyes off the vehicle in front of him. “We really doing this?” 

Adrian can’t even pretend he’s not nervous. It’s the same anxiety he used to get when being around cars at all. But being sixteen with a mangled leg and hip, needing to be shuttled back and forth from physical therapy, hadn’t left him any other option than overcoming that fear. He’d never lacked for options when it came to driving, even when the alternative is just walking.  “We’ll be lucky if I don’t wreck your car into the building.” 

#thread #ryder

[chrmxiing]

       working on the drink in his hand , he leans down and hits the ball only to have it hit the corner not going in the socket ❝ that’s fucking bullshit . ❞ he snaps and turns to look at ryder ❝ you remember that blonde chick that came in the night over the patch over party ? ❞ he inquired the younger male ❝ her name was stassie, I believe ? ❞

(  closed  starter    :   @ryderxaeron​   )

#𝟎𝟎𝟏 ⠀ . ⠀ axel morrow⠀ ⠀ ﹕ ⠀ ⠀ ❪ ⠀ verbatim. ⠀ ❫ #ryderxaeron

[marisolsteel]

starter / @ryderxaeron​ location / clubhouse

Otto isn’t answering his cell or his landline, which is equal parts annoying and reliving. She has documents he needs to sign off on, but the regular tension in their relationship has been pulled even tighter than usual lately. Her car pulls into an empty space in front of the clubhouse, already annoyed that she doesn’t see his bike. 

Still, she slips inside just to check and is met with a mostly empty building with Ryder alone perched at the bar, working on something. Marisol pulls herself onto the stool beside, him, plopping her purse down on the bar. “That looks thrilling,” she says, “what’s new in the world of underwater boat excavation?”

#thread #ryder

[catxmendoza]

closed starter for @ryderxaeron | primordial clubhouse

Cat was looking around, taking in the walls and floors. Shiny and new, as if they had wiped away any remnants of what happened all those months ago. A strange feeling twisted in her stomach, but she supposed she had to get used to it. This was her clubhouse too, after all. She was so engrossed with looking at the pictures lining the walls that she barely heard the footsteps behind her until they were right there. She jumped and whipped to look at Ryder, a scowl on her face. “Ay cabrón, you scared the shit out of me.” She hissed at him, pressing her hand to her chest. Her gaze went back to the rows of pictures. “These dudes, they’re the original Primordials or something?”

#c: ryder

[aimesllyaa]

           lunch time comes around and it’s hard , different office and yet someway or somehow he wishes that his wife would come through those doors with food for them to share . he crushes those thoughts right away and stands up grabbing the keys to his car and making his way outside . as he walks out the door , he bumps into someone . turning to look at the homme , his brows furrow and he steps a little closer ❝  ryder ----- ryder aeron ? ❞ he inquired as he lets grassy hues scan his person ❝  it’s aiden ames . ❞ 

(    closed   starter   :    @ryderxaeron​    )

#╰ ❪ aiden ames ❫ : ❛ verbatim . ❜ #ryderxaeron #2/3 !

[wyattnadir]

@ryderxaeron​ Starter Prompt: ❝ At least we know one good thing’s gonna happen today, huh? ❞

“You drunk, Aeron?” Wyatt questions, the meaning of the man’s statement going over his head. But he steps aside and lets him into the apartment. Ryder doesn’t come around here very often. Usually their late night “wyd” texts end with him hauling ass to the other’s apartment. If for no other reason than Ryder’s apartment is nicer than Wyatt’s bare and crumbling one-bedroom with peeling paint and crooked cabinets. He kept telling himself he’d get a nicer place once his transfer went through. But now that he’s got his Olympus patch secured, he doesn’t see the point. He’s not home enough for it to matter. 

He closes the door and flips the series locks running down his door--an excessive puzzle of chains, deadbolts, and finally the turn lock on the door handle. He can tell something’s off with the other man, but rather than ask him out right, he decides to engage with whatever game is playing out between them. “So, what’s the good news for today?”

#thread #wyatt

[breemorrow]

it just seemed like everyone who she knew before , had suddenly been hit with a load of hotness . walking into the diner , dinner with axel and the twins had turned into a burned lasagna and she proposed burgers and mac and cheese .brown hues focus on familiar face , one she knew once upon a time . approaching him , she steals the cherry from his milkshake ❝ ryder - fucking - aeron , you are a sight for sore eyes , baby . ❞ a seductive smile tainting porcelain features , the cherry plopped into her mouth admiring his features . 

(    closed    starter    :     @ryderxaeron​     ) 

#⁽ ⠀ ♡ ⠀ ⁾ ⠀ ⠀ aubrey ' cassandra ' morrow ⠀ / ⠀ * ⠀ verbatim. #ryderxaeron #tw language

[alwaysames]

closed starter: @ryderxaeron

After successfully finishing a bottle of wine, she felt it was time to cut herself off for the night. But. Then tequila shots were presented to her and all of sudden it was like she saw a ghost from her past but it wasn’t a ghost. It was really him. “Ryder?” She mumbled to herself, looking closer at the figure. She shook her head and walked closer. “So this is where you ended up, huh?” She mused with a chuckle. “It’s me, Stassie!”

#˛ ⠀ * ⠀ ♡ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐀 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 ⠀ ⠀ —— ⠀ ⠀ happening. #lomk:event7.

[lomkaurora]

“Hey, thanks for letting me come over,” Aurora replied to Ryder. She couldn’t recall what time of the day it was, but it was late. Pretty damn late. The girl had always been a bit of a night owl, her sleeping schedule being more scattered and messed up more than ever. Normally, she was okay with being by herself and alone. Tonight though? Her anxiety had gotten the best of her and she was feeling too on edge. She needed somewhere else to go, even just for the night. She pondered on who to call and she thankfully was able to get through to one of her fellow members at this hour. 

( closed starter @ryderxaeron​ )

#( ch: Ryder ) #( closed starter ) #anxiety mention tw

[sashaxramsey]

Starter for: @ryderxaeron​ Where: The Dive, Olympus When: July 25th 2020

Walking through town and learning her way around was interesting. What Sasha had learned so far, was the fact that a lot of people were riding a bike and it was something that she loved to see. She had gotten her drivers license for a bike a while ago but never had she bought a bike for herself. Maybe right now was the time to do so. She had found herself outside the Dive, with a lot of bikes parked to it as well and it had made her decide to take a look inside. She let her gaze go over the interior of the building. A bar and strip club, that was very clear from the beginning. Her eyes moved over the people in the bar as well, stopping at someone sitting there who seemed approachable, or at least a bit. Sasha made her way over to the bar, leaning against it right next to him. “So? Is one of those beautiful bikes parked outside yours?”

#[ conv. ] #[ conv: ryder aeron. ] #[ ryder aeron 001. ] #ryderxaeron

[adrianhcndrix]

starter / @ryderxaeron​ location / the watering hole

Adrian isn’t pissed at the people working behind the bar, though he knows he’s giving off those vibes when he places his order. The same order he’d sent to Uber Eats an hour and a half ago, laying on his couch in a pair of yoga pants. The last thing he’d wanted to do is put a shirt and shoes on and walk to the restaurant to get dinner. He pulls up a seat next to a familiar face and settles in to wait for them to remake an order that they probably tossed out in the time it took him to walk here. “You ever have that happen? Uber just fuckin’ cancels your order ‘cause no one comes to pick it up?”

#thread #ryder

[beckymorrison]

Starter for: @ryderxaeron​ Location: Just outside the Clubhouse

Even though Becky loved nearly every single person inside the building of the Clubhouse, sometimes they would get too much for her. In the 23 years that she had been growing up in and around the Clubhouse, she had learned how to deal with many of them but from time to time it wasn’t so bad to escape the building. So that was why she was standing outside at the moment, taking a deep breath of fresh air before she looked at Ryder who had offered to give her a ride home. “Thank you for bringing me home,” she told him, a smile playing on her lips. She would worry about her car that was parked here at the Clubhouse tomorrow. She knew it was probably the safest place to park a car if you were acknowledged with the Club itself.

#[ conv. ] #[ conv: ryder aeron. ] #[ ryder aeron 001. ] #ryderxaeron

[olivcrstone]

STARTER FOR: @ryderxaeron​ LOCATION: The Harris House. SETTING: Afternoon.

The situation with Adrian and his sobriety was a tricky one. In truth, Oliver doesn’t mean to keep it to himself in the way that he does. With work, studying for his degree, aiding his husband out of a depressive episode, and figuring out how to adopt again, Oliver was spread pretty thin. And while he’ll always worry for Adrian and do what he can to help him, sometimes he was unsure what to do or how to help in the first place. 

Another thing, Oliver isn’t even aware that Ryder was unaware. He only assumed he might have an idea about what’s going on with his own partner. Shouldn’t he? He wasn’t sure. Though Oliver just wants to be sure and he wants to check up on his friend, as well, just to make sure everything was okay. Especially after this storm. Not to mention Ryder and Oliver’s last interaction earned a pang of concern to pool through Oliver.

“Hey,” Oliver says once Ryder comes into view, walking up to where he’s sitting. There’s a small smile gracing his expression before he speaks, “If you’re not busy, I was wondering if we could talk?”

#ryderxaeron #interactions. #interations: ryder aeron. #ryder aeron: 002.

[johndaltcn]

STARTER FOR: @ryderxaeron​ LOCATION: The reception. SETTING: Morning.

You will not give into fear. Count to three, look out to the water, remember it’s not concrete but just water. Something a doctor once told John Dalton after a long, brutal panic attack. This morning, he attempts all of those suggested mechanisms. There was no water near the church so he stared into a sad looking puddle. It must have rained last night. John focuses on that too. It might have rained and because of that it created a puddle in the broken cracks of the street. It works a tad, distracting his senses. Though it doesn’t quite slow his thoughts or the abundance of paranoia that surges through his body like a jolt of electricity. Really, John just wanted to be calm for everyone. He wanted to make sure everyone was okay. From the look of things, nobody was okay. Especially poor Maddox, his fellow club member and Sutton’s widower.

Arriving at the reception was something John decided to do on impulse. He wasn’t a fan of the whole idea of a reception, not in the slightest. When his grandmother died when he was young, he locked himself in his room until everyone went home. The funeral was enough, why would he want to grieve more but this time with cubed cheese and too-salty salami slices? But, still, he wanted to pay his respects. 

From the corner of his eye, he spots Ryder. He had been quiet today, a tad more prickly than usual too. John couldn’t blame him, this was more than anyone should have to handle, especially someone so young. The man approaches him, “You okay?” He asks, head canting to the side, “Maybe we should go. I can buy you a drink, if you want.”

#ryderxaeron #interactions. #interactions: ryder aeron. #ryder aeron: 001. #here i go again writing novels jfc #u don't have to match the length at all #death tw

[miriammetzger]

STARTER FOR: @ryderxaeron WHERE: Primordial Clubhouse WHEN: May 2020

The club’s home base is still standing, which is a little bit of a surprise to Miriam if she’s honest. It had never seemed the most stable structure in town. She parks her Honda outside the front door and hops out of the driver’s seat, throwing her bag over her shoulder. She’d only been here once or twice, and never for longer than it took to drop something off or pick something up.

The inside is mostly empty, with a few members clad in patched up leather vests lingering around the room. Most of them, she doesn’t recognize. One of them she recognizes immediately--a younger man with ginger red hair and a posture that hints at a famously moody disposition. He looks more like his brother from a distance than he does up close. Miriam smirks at Ryder as she moves towards him.

“Your boss in?” She asks politely, tapping him on the shoulder. “Or is he out making himself useful with the town’s clean up crew?”

#thread #ryder