wickedthiswaycomes

[wickedthiswaycomes]

Nesrin's eyes immediately widened, taking in the scream queen that had seemingly quite literally been on tv her screen just a few nights before. "Wait, I know you! Well-- not really know you, but I totally recognize you! I love your movies-- well, they sort of scare me senseless, but still," she gushed, and perhaps she should have been feeling a little self-conscious by her rambles, but Nes didn't even pause. "I can do you better than pointing, I'm headed that way myself! While you're there, you should definitely try the strawberry cream cheese pastry. It's amazing. But don't tell anyone I told you, I don't want them to be sold out by the time I get there every day."

starter for: open location: outside a store on main street muses: kendall x utp

"Excuse me?," Kendall asked the person closest to her. "This is so embarrassing, I was evading some paparazzi back there and I've gotten myself hopelessly lost. Do you think you could point me in the direction of Bradford's? I've been dreaming of their croissants since I left for LA last time!"

#chat: kendall | nesrin baykam #(beth if u see this and silas doesnt have strawberry cream cheese pastries yell at me i just thought they sounded delicious)

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"Nah, that's bullshit," Lux decided right then and there, giving their head a stubborn little shake as they crossed their arms over their chest. "Don't be one of those self-fulfilling prophecies. You're hot, you're probably a good person. You can easily get someone if you want 'em."

umber lets out an exaggerated sigh, their shoulders dropping in resignation. “i have come to terms with the fact that i will be alone for the rest of my life.” they turn to the other and force a smile, “see? i’ve come to terms, smile on my face. everything is fine.”

open starter !

#chat: umber | lux bergeron

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Sage had known they'd recognized the singer, but it took her little game for the how they knew to become clear. But hey, there were free shots on the line and although they weren't quite as well known a figure, they did hate when they were called out when they were just trying to have a night out with friends. "Sounds great. I can be very discrete," they purred, reaching for one of the shots that the other had lined up for herself.

open starter ( birdie & utp ! ) location: a club or something !

Catching the other's gaze on her, Birdie lets out a small scoff, picking up one of the several shots she had lined up for herself. "How about we play a little game?" She mused to the other, holding out towards the shot to the other. "It's called you pretend you don't recognise me and I buy your drinks for the rest of the night. Sound good?" Picking up a second shot, she tilted her head back, draining it in one with a smile.

#chat: birdie | sage molina #pls ignore vape #smoking tw #kinda

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Alfredo had hung back, standing under the safety of a building's alcove as they texted, glancing up every couple of seconds to see if their ride had finally shown. Instead, they watched the entire car-soaking passerby incident with a soft snicker. But as the person began to fret, they peeled themself out of their safe little haven. "Hey," they called out, raising their voice to be heard. "You okay? Lookin' a little wet now, but hey, at least you're not sugar. You won't melt."

OPEN STARTER location: any street corner tbh.

"Oh, for fucks sake," Zuri shrieked out once the car passed, now soaked from head to toe, though she quickly pulled her backpack off to see if any water had managed to get inside. "Please be okay," she muttered, trying to ignore the gust of cold air that swept past and caused a slight shiver. "This isn't happening."

#chat: zuri | alfredo leon

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Faye answered Sammy's weak smile with a reassuring one of her one, just a small little gesture of companionship and understanding. "Something stronger can definitely happen," she chuckled, a soft murmur of a sound. She held out a hand for the other to take, "First round is on me."

Sammy tilted her head to the side and flashed the other a weak smile, nodding. “Thank you, for listening and just thank you.” She repeated with a soft whisper, nodding with a soft chuckle. “That doesn’t sound half bad, might even go for something stronger,” Sammy turned toward Faye, finally wiping the last of the waterworks. “I would like that.”

#chat: sammy | faye hatley

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"You definitely got played," Yasar declared, that information being the only thing that he needed to jump to that conclusion. "Was she hot at least? Because if she was..." he shrugged, having been in a similar boat many times. But hey, he kept going into it. "And more importantly, did you at least go home with her after?"

closed starter for @wickedthiswaycomes ( jordie & utp ! )

"So you know that date I went on last night?" Jordie sipped at her coffee, brows furrowing together in frustration. "She wanted me to pay, for everything. In a pretty expensive restaurant. Pretty sure I got played?"

#chat: jordie | yasar duman

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Kerem kept up that constant winning smile-- or at least what he'd always hoped was his winning smile. "Ohh, that's a tough one. Let's see..." he considered his options, "Would you rather hear about the time that I was set up with a man who easily would have been closer to my grandmother's age? Or the lady that brought an entire menagerie with her to a very nice restaurant that she had picked out?"

“The fact that you aren’t a crazed killer is really attractive to me,” Vanna said. Her voice was dry, but her smile was persistent. “What’s the worst blind date you’ve ever been on? I need to know which bar I have to clear.”

#chat: vanna | kerem zileli

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Catrin only half listened to the man in front of her, her fingers lightly drumming along the bar as she eagerly waited for him to just finish his damn point. She didn't want to just come out and say that she didn't care, but she was nearing that point. But then one impatient glance over her shoulder and-- Cat's stomach did something that was somehow a cross between dropping and erupting into a kaleidoscope of butterflies. Felicity. The man was still droning on, but his voice had become background noise as she walked away-- just a few steps but then that little dark part of her soul forced her feet to stop. Let her come to me. "Fizzy," she murmured the other's name, the first time she had actually said it aloud in ages. "What brings you here?"

closed starter for: @wickedthiswaycomes muses: catrin & felicity location: probably a bar or club!

fizzy wasn't sure she'd ever get used to her worlds colliding in huntsville. she'd lived so differently for so long - flown so high, traveling around the world to places that made huntsville seem like a fever dream. and now, facing a relic - a statue, a masterpiece - of her past, they were more tempted than ever to go running back to their tiny town in ireland, because at least that meant not running into her. and still, her body shuffled towards catrin against her own best interest, toying with her skirt as she approached her. "hey, cat," she said, nearly drowned out by the loud music. "long time, no see."

#chat: felicity | catrin abbott #i'm so excited for them omg

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Since Vita had been home, Darien had scarcely wanted to leave his best friend's presence-- though they did force themself to do whenever it felt like they might be clinging on a little too hard. They'd just missed her so damn much. Alas, though, work had to be done and so Darien trekked to meetings and a studio to work on what he had tentatively declared to everyone that knew him as his magnum opus. He'd just dashed off to pick up lunch, his headphones replaying and replaying and replaying his most recent chords, but even though his masterpiece, they heard her. Pulling his headphones from his ears, he offered Ceylan a wide grin. "Fancy meeting you here," they greeted her, chuckling at her comment. "Just a coincidence. Again. Maybe we just have similar tastes, but I do have to warn you. If this keeps happening, rumors are going to swirl. People will say we're in love," he crooned, the Oklahoma! song coming all too easily.

closed starter @wickedthiswaycomes (ceylan and darien)

Ceylan was supposed to be meeting Jasper for lunch before she went into work in a couple hours, wanting to have gotten dinner instead but Ceylan had forgotten she’d picked up the evening shift for the day. Unfortunately, she’d already had a pretty day before hand and her phone had died on the way to the restaurant, making it impossible for the text about postponing from the other to come through. She’d already picked a table, near an outlet so she could hopefully get it charged before going to work. The screen had just lit up when she heard someone stepping towards her table. “Oh hey,” she said before looking up, sitting her phone down. “They have specials until three if you want to- oh you have got to be kidding me.” She said as her eyes landed on just who had approached her table. “How do you keep finding me? Are you stalking me or something?”

#chat: ceylan | darien henriquez #i love them

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In all honesty, Arjun knew that was true. Everyone forgot things sometimes-- but that didn't mean he felt okay that he had forgotten what one could argue was the most important thing to remember when going off somewhere unfamiliar by themself. "About an hour," they answered, without actually giving that much thought. After a brief pause, he glanced down at the watch on their wrist. "Actually only about fifteen minutes," he muttered, fresh embarrassment settling over them like a second skin. "Were you...here for the show?"

"that's alright." xi said, smiling slightly at the other and moving to lean against the wall of the building. "we all forget things sometimes. it's whatever. someone will come and save us soon." they laughed. "how long have you been stuck out here?"

#chat: ximena | arjun sanghavi

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If it were anyone else, she would have been offering herself up, body and soul, at the look in her best friend's eyes. But this was Winston and she knew it didn't really mean anything. At least that's what she reminded the butterflies that took up in her stomach. But then he closed his lips around her finger and her body betrayed her-- and his eyes! She forced herself to laugh, putting her free hand against his chest and patting it, trying to be playful with it and not give away how her body had responded. "Now, now, Winnie. Don't give a girl any ideas," she teased, grinning.

Winston couldn't help the smile that lingered, his amusement growing as he caught a glimpse of the color on her cheeks. He knew better than to read too much into things. Watching her movements though, he couldn't help the smile from turning to a smirk, his gaze catching hers for a moment. Eventually, it flickered down to the finger she held up and he ducked his head to suck the mixture off. "Mmm," he hummed, looking back up with a sultry look in his gaze at Inez. "It's perfect."

#chat: winston | inez windsor

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He couldn't, he really couldn't. Even when her hand hit his arm with a little whack, he just gave the spot a little rub, still chuckling to himself. The more angry she got with him, the more it amused him. All he could picture with Kerem. And then she went on and he huffed-- a louder laugh now and dammit he was starting to feel a little stitch in his side from it. "No," he admitted, giving his head a shake and leaning his shoulder against the wall of the alleyway she had pulled him into. "Next time you decide to take a lover, promise me that you'll look for something more than someone that just gets you off most of the time."

The fact he was still laughing at her, caused Sloane to huff, whacking him on the arm. "Will you stop laughing at me you utter jackass?" She hissed, crossing her arms as a pout graced her lips. "You don't?" Sloane echoed in response, having expected judgement - after all, she'd judged herself for it. At his faint smirk, Sloane immediately got her back up. "Yes. Would you prefer I say it another way, Turan? I got him off and he got me off -- most of the time," She wasn't sure why the truth spilled from her lips, but once she started speaking, she couldn't stop. "I craved comfort, love, everything my own damn husband wouldn't give me, and yes, I wanted sex. Kerem gave me at least that," She huffed, stepping closer to him, a fire in her eyes as she clenched her jaw. "Now are you quite done laughing at me?"

#chat: sloane | savas turan

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Even though she didn't meet his gaze and there was a hint of a flush along her cheeks, Savas was relieved that she accepted the compliment. No-- the statement of fact. There was no denying that Sloane was beautiful. He gave his head a tight nod, a voice in his ear reminding him that was doing a job. When she pulled herself back together with that tight smile, he found himself mimicking the action, dropping his hands away from hers, quickly finding his pockets and trying to regain his professionalism. Like she said-- her sister was paying him. Even if they had met under any other circumstances, this...they wouldn't have been possible. "Of course," he gave his head another nod. "Let's go."

Sloane blinked in surprise, jaw falling slack at his comment. You’re beautiful. Sloane wasn’t sure the last time she’d actually heard those words. Plenty of other adjectives to describe her looks, of course, but she honestly couldn’t place the last time someone had called her beautiful. Her instant instinct was to deny it, make another offhanded comment about her parents, or her ex husband, but instead she bit her tongue. “Thank you,” She murmured softly, her cheeks flushing as she refused to meet his gaze.

Sloane fought the urge to intertwine her fingers with his own, desperate to chase the touch of him. At his promise, Sloane nodded slowly, letting out a breath. “He’s locked away,” She spoke softly, “It’s not him I’m worried about,” She admitted, before shaking her head, desperate to regain composure. She picked herself up, straightening her posture as she smiled tightly at him. “Well that’s what my sister pays you for, I assume,” She countered, desperate to get back to a sense of normality, to hide behind her carefully built walls before he saw anymore of her than he already had. “We should get back. I’m beginning to get tired.”

#chat: sloane | savas turan #probably end? i shall let you choose #also fc triallll

[wickedthiswaycomes]

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Claude took a sip, watching and listening as John spoke, her smile faint but there and genuine. “Mmm,” she hummed, the taste of the wine sublime. “Sounds nice, and I do mean nice,” Claude wasn’t sure the last time she had a gathering where everyone enjoyed one another’s company and didn’t spend the night fighting to impress the rest. It sounded refreshing, almost. “All good things, I hope? It does sound lovely, I,” she paused briefly bringing the glass up to watch the contents swish around in the glass. “Though I do worry a bit too much about what they might think of us and…our situation,” which was a strange admittance, a truth she wouldn’t readily share with just anyone. It was true, though, she didn’t fear they’d judge her perhaps but more so, the ring that hung over them. The ring she’d left sitting at home, that she tried not to think about. 

John felt relief, a soft exhale of a breath, when Claude admitted that it sounded nice. He hadn’t been entirely sure if it was something that she would be interested in-- after all, they came from such different worlds. “Only the best things,” he declared, and that was true. The simple act of him sharing her with his friends told them plenty-- John had never been the sort to talk about such matters with anyone. “They would never...begrudge us our happiness,” he added, a little slower. He didn’t think any of his friends would even judge them, but he knew to them, it was that he was happy that was the most important thing. “If it makes you feel better, I can tell you all sorts of dirt on each and every one of them too.”

#chat: claude | john de luca

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Even whilst being called out for it, Jonas didn't regret placing himself between Allie and his teammates. The last thing he would want was for one of them to come between this-- then he might actually have to respect someone else pursuing her. "Yes," he admitted with his own chuckle, casting a glance over his shoulder to see his teammates back to laughing and drinking together. When she pulled him close, he allowed it, the touch of her hands on him scorching. She was tipsy, he had to keep reminding himself...he couldn't, wouldn't do anything with her like this. That did little to dull the roaring of his blood though. "But tipsy enough that I can't do it," he muttered, a little reluctantly as he also let his body part from the intensity that she was. "Absolutely not. Just because we aren't hooking up doesn't mean you can hook up with him. That could cause severe problems on the ice, Allie." He gave her a smile with that last comment, trying to keep it light.

Allie turned her own focus to where Jonas was looking, an eyebrow raised in amusement as she noticed his teammate clearly checking her out. She was about to say something until suddenly her view was blocked by Jonas' chest and her lips quirked up in amusement. "Are you jealous, Jojo?" She teased gently. Releasing her grip on his belt loops, Allie instead placed her hands flat against his chest before her finger tips curled around the fabric of his shirt, with all intention of bringing him closer enough to close the gap between them, until he spoke again. A sigh left her lips and she shrugged, "Only like, three? Four? The only reason I'm a little bit tipsy is because I barely drink since I had Sephy," She mumbled, before letting her hands drop. "Sober enough to know this is a bad idea." She admitted, shaking her head. Despite knowing she should walk away, talk to anyone else, she still wanted Jonas. Sober, drunk or anything in between, she just couldn't stay away from him. "This mean we're not hooking up tonight? I mean, your teammate over there seemed pretty interested. Maybe I should go talk to him instead."

#i am so sorry for this garbage reply omg #chat: alice | jonas woods

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When this other guy-- this Victor turned his attention onto him, Jonas graced the other with a cocky grin, standing up just to see what he would do. He had no interest in actually getting into anything-- he didn't need any more of that in his life right now. "Bye, Victor," he called when Rocky shoved him away, unable to help the smirk that had settled near permanently on his face. It took a moment for his gaze to settle back on Rocky and the smirk slid slightly. "'Course you did. But he was being a dick and I thought it would be funny to say something."

If Rocky had wanted, she would've thrown a punch but the last thing she needed was to make a scene. Certainly not after just being able to bury the last time she had. But, when another man stepped in, she couldn't help the anger from bubbling up and before she was able to stop herself, she stepped between them. "Get out of here, Victor," Rocky snapped, shoving him hard to send the message before watching him stalk off, cursing in the process. Rocky gave it a second, before turning to Jonas. "I had it under control, you know?" she spat at him, giving him a one over as if she were sizing him up. "He's harmless."

#chat: rocio | jonas woods

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A knot that wasn't quite dread began to tighten in his stomach at the look on Ed's face-- there was a solution but just from that look, Cas knew it wasn't going to be a fun one. And as the scheme was spelled out to him, he knew that it most definitely wasn't going to be fun. "So we'd be...pretending to be together? Do you think they'd all just accept that?" Cas wasn't even sure if Jules would just accept all of that but...it would solve a pretty big problem on hand. As Ed went on, Cas gave his head a fervent shake. "I wouldn't be doing that anyway," he swore. After all, he hadn't been seeing anyone else since...well, since they'd found out. "I'm so exhausted I can barely keep up with Jules, let alone anyone else." I don't even really want to be with anyone else remained unsaid but written all over his face.

"I know you don't," Ed nodded slowly, tapping his fingers against the desk he was currently sat at. Though he hadn't spoken with the girl, he'd seen her in passing a few times when she'd come to meet Cas from practice. That, and he wasn't blind, he knew how serious this was to Cas, the minute he'd found out what was going on. Taking each appointment as time off for family emergencies. "I mean, I have an idea, I'm just not sure how either of you will take it," Ed admitted sheepishly, leaning back in his chair. It made sense, and perhaps he'd been watching one too many rom-coms. "Tell everyone you're dating, for now. Wanted to keep it quiet because she doesn't like the spotlight, but given the circumstances, it's a little harder to keep things secret now. Tell them you appreciate their interest in your life, but to respect Juliet's privacy with hers. They'll probably still say something, but at least then you're controlling the narrative, and when shit dies down, just say you've broken up but you plan to co-parent or whatever," With a shrug of his shoulders, Ed's teeth tugged over his lower lip. "The only problem is you wouldn't be able to be publicly seen with anyone else or that'd cause an entire shitstorm of it's own."

#chat: ed | casimir marek