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[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/vBU5ErK.gif]][center [size11 [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Note;]] Please for the love of God, [b [u do not request into the thread]] unless you are told otherwise. You must be over the age of [b [u eighteen]] to even apply for this thread. There will be talk of mature themes, and a lot of romance going on. This thread is also somewhat based off of Romeo & Juliet as well. So please make sure to read everything before even applying to this thread, thank you.]]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" Bromley's life has been one for the story books. He's tattooed, rich, and most of all a drug dealer. His parents didn't know anything about his side business, and he wasn't planning on telling them any time soon either. Living in Leeds England, has been an enjoyable time for the male, because of the fact he could get laid whenever he wanted too. He was well known in the drug business as one of the better dealers in town, and he was a pretty boy as well. His life might seem perfect, but deep down, he wanted nothing more than to find that one person who will help change his lifestyle, and make him realize the good he would have, if he wasn't in the line of business he's made for himself.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" Across town [b Your Name Here] was living paycheck, to paycheck. She didn't have money to spend, and she struggled to pay rent on time. Living with her sick mother was taking it's toll on her as well. She didn't know when her mother was going to pass, but apart of her hoped she wouldn't any time soon. Even though she's had a hard life, she's always had some really good friends by her side. Her father wasn't in the picture, because he didn't want anything to do with [b Your Name Here], and had tried to get her mother to abort her. That's a story she hated telling people, and the only one's who really knew the real story were her close friends, and mother. She didn't trust people easily, and she wished she could.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" When the two first met, it was like love at first sight. Bromley hadn't expected to meet someone as beautiful as her. [b Your Name Here] hadn't planned on running into the male either. There was something there though. Something different, something amazing, and most of all something dark about him. Bromley thought he had a new client, and so he tried to hook her up with some drugs. She down right refused, and left. Her mother would disown her right then and there, and she wouldn't be able to live in her own home anymore. Bromley on the other hand, wanted [b Your Name Here], and he was bound to have her. He wanted her so badly, that he would do anything to get her. That's when he started asking around town about the beautiful woman.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" When Bromley finally got the name of the woman, and where she lived, he showed up on her front steps. He took one look at where she lived, and his heart went out to her. [b Your Name Here] didn't want pity, she wanted someone to understand her, and see where she was coming from. So this is where their whirlwind of a relationship starts. Bromley the drug dealer, always sleeping around, and selling hard core drugs. While [b Your Name Here] is living paycheck to paycheck. Neither of their families liked the idea, so they started seeing one another secretly. What'll happen when things go to far for the young couple? Will they be able to over come whatever hurdles they may face? Or will they end up losing one another for good? You'll never know unless you join, [b [u Stay With Me]].]]]

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[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u The cast of Stay With Me.]]]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Bromley McKnight; Taken]]]]][center [pic https://i.imgur.com/NDKbSlE.jpg]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Female; Taken]]]]][center [pic https://i.imgur.com/vb0xvcT.jpg]]

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[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u What I need from you.]]]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" This is not going to be a first come, first serve role play. There will be talk of mature topics meaning, Sex, Drugs, and Drinking. If you can't handle that, then please don't apply for this role. I'll be looking for someone literate, meaning you'll take your time to post. So when you are applying for this role, simply send me a message titled [b [u Love Me Tender]], so I know you read this and the rules below. So inside of that message I would like this simple skeleton sent to me.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Picture Link {Do Not Link It} || Character Name || Character Age {Twenty-Five & Older please} || Job Title || Likes {Five Total} || Dislikes {Five Total}]]]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" If I have to ask you twice for the small skeleton, and your Private Message isn't titled like I have asked, your message will be deleted, and your character will be over looked. Yes I'm being super fucking picky with this role play, so please don't get upset with me if I ask you to change something. Now please make sure to read everything inside of this thread. If you request into the thread before I tell you, you will be denied, period. Now onto the rules.]]]

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[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u The rules of Stay With Me.]]]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u First-]] The pictures are going to be real. None of the over used shit either. If it's too big, I will ask you to resize it to a smaller size. If you can't find one to your liking, simply message me and ask me for help. I would be more than happy to help you look, or edit your picture for you. Just don't get mad at me, if I ask you to change/edit it.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Second-]] Romance will might be a big part of this story, but not at first. Just like in real life you have to work up to it. It's not a love at first sight type of thing. Cybering is a no on this site, if you want to keep the story line going, then we can move this to e-mail, or just skip it all together. That won't happen for awhile though, so we won't need to talk about that right away.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Third-]] Joining and then ditching is a no. If you don't like where this role play is going, simply message me and we can plot something out. Or if you are simply bored of it, and don't want to do it anymore, simply message me and tell me. I won't be mad if you get tired of it. Just if you join and then never post, is when I will be slightly annoyed with you. So please, at least talk to me about leaving the thread.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Forth-]] Plot twists is a must. I love plotting things out, and see where we want it to go. It's not that hard to become my friend either. So if you have something in mind, and wanna run it by me, all you gotta do is message me and be like [b 'Hey! I have an idea, and I just wanted to see what you thought about it!']. Because honestly I will do the same thing to you, so don't be surprised if you get messages from me about ideas.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Fifth-]] Stealing this idea is a no. It's something that's important to me. If I see anything like it, or someone stealing the main idea I will make it known you stole it from me. I have worked hard on this idea, and if you like it that much, ask me if you can borrow it. Just make sure to give me the credit for it. I will most likely say yes to letting you borrow it, as long as you ask me first.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Sixth-]] Posting. I know we all have lives outside of this site. I work full time, and sometimes on my day's off I'm not always on until later that night. So if you need a couple of days to post, I'm okay with that. If you are gonna be gone for a week or two, please let me know because if you don't, then I'll think you ditched out on me. I will do the same thing for you as well. If I can't post, or having a hard time I will make sure to let you know.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Seventh-]] We can talk about this having and ending, or we can keep it long going. I really don't mind what we do. We can always add in more characters down the line as well. I'm more than happy to double up as a female as long as you double up as a male. Right now though, I think it'll be better if we just stick with Bromley and the main female. See where we go, and if we need to add in more characters we can. I can play up to four at one time, but that's my limit. I can't play more than that.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Eighth-]] Please for the love of God don't message me over and over asking when I'm gonna post. That's something I really hate, and it get's on my nerves when that happens. I like to take time on my posts, and I like to make sure it's the way I want it. If you see me online, I'm most likely working on my post, and making sure it's done right. If I take two weeks to post, that's when you can message me and ask what's going on. Other than that, do not bug me to post, and I will not bug you to post either.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Ninth-]] I love details inside of my role play's. I can post well over 1,000 words. Yes I said 1,000 words. That's only if I have the right partner, and if I have a lot in my head for a post. For this story though I'm only looking for about 500-600 words a post. If I need to put a posting limit I will. Anything less than that, and I will lose interest, or it'll take me longer to post because I don't have anything to work off of. So please don't make me put a posting limit.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Tenth-]] Now that I'm done sounding like a total bitch, I want this to be enjoyable for the both of us. That's what writing is about anyway. Having fun, and making something beautiful together. So please enjoy writing with me, and let's make something amazing, and see where this will lead.]]]


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[font "times new roman" Bromley was a little surprised when she asked if he was okay. He was the one who nearly ran her over, and she was asking if he was okay? That didn't happen very often, but he brushed it off and smiled down at her. [#2987B7 "I'm alright. I suppose we both do need to pay a little bit more attention to where we are going, so something like this doesn't happen again"] he said with a small shrug of his shoulders. He looked her over to make sure there wasn't any other damage, and when he felt like there wasn't it was time he ended up leaving and making his way home and away from this place. Someone could realize who he was, and stop him for the good drugs he normally carried on him.]

[font "times new roman" [#2987B7 "Seeing as I didn't do any real damage, I should get going. I do apologize again for nearly knocking you over. Have a good night beautiful"] he said with a small bow. It was somewhat of an asshole move, but he didn't care. He took a couple steps to the side just to make sure he wouldn't brush against her again, and went on walking. He didn't catch her name, but he knew he would end up seeing her again. This town was small, and he would remember that face of her's. He didn't know many people with hair like her's, and hell those eyes of her's too. They would pretty much make any man melt.]

[font "times new roman" A small smirk passed over his lips as he thought about it the whole way home. He didn't know if anyone was trying to talk to him or not. He had one thing on his mind, and it was that pink haired beauty. He wished he had gotten her name, and phone number then maybe he could take her out. He sighed lightly as he walked towards his apartment. He pulled his keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door. He slipped inside and shut the door behind him. He was finally home, and he kicked off his shoes. That's when his phone started ringing, and he pulled it out of his pocket. It was his mother. He sighed as he answered it.]

[font "times new roman" [#2987B7 "Hey momma, what can I do for you?"]]

[font "times new roman" [b "Finally you answer me. Where were you? What were you doing? I was hoping you would have come over for your father's birthday dinner"]]

[font "times new roman" [#2987B7 "I was busy momma, you know my job sucks me in so I don't really pay much attention. I just barely walked in the door as well when you called. I'm sorry for missing dad's birthday dinner. I'll make it up to the both of you, I promise you that"]]

[font "times new roman" [b "I don't care if you make it up to me. Your father is really upset that you didn't show up. You really need to come around more often. You don't know how much longer he has to live"]]

[font "times new roman" [#2987B7 "I know momma, I will. I promise I'll come around more. I do need to shower though, it's been a long day and I'm tired"] he said. He didn't really want to wait for the woman the reply, as he hung up. It was a dick move, but he didn't care. His mother was always hounding him, and he didn't like it. One of these days he was going to snap on her, and he would regret it. He sighed as he ran his hand over his face, and made his way to the bathroom. He stripped out of his clothes along the way.]

[font "times new roman" He threw them into the hamper in the bathroom, kicked off his boxers and then climbed into the shower. He turned on the water, let it warm up before washing his hair and body. Pretty soon he was out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist. He walked into his room, picked up the remote to his stereo and clicked it on. He turned up the volume, and found some clean boxers. He dried himself off, and pulled them on. He plopped down onto the bed, his arm behind his head listening to the metal rock band playing in the back ground.]

[font "times new roman" As he laid there trying to relax, his mind wandered back to the pink haired woman. He was kicking himself for not getting her name and number. He sighed as he laid there, thinking about those eyes, those lips, and that body he wanted to touch in more ways than one. He smirked a bit wondering when he would run into her again. That would be the day, and he would make sure to get her number, and then he would go from there. He laid there relaxing into the bed, eyes drifting closed.]
  ѕтay / ButterflyRose / 1d 12h 41m 4s
[Google-Font <link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css2?family=Neucha&display=swap" rel="stylesheet">][Neucha Ashton had just finished a shift at the salon she was thankful enough to have a job at. She’d been there since before she even had any of her certifications, the owner paying for her to take the courses because she could see that Ash showed a lot of promise. She could distinctly remember hearing her say, as she handed her the receipt with the scheduling information. [b [+orange “I know if I just offered to, you would’ve turned me down. So now you can’t Ashes.”]] Ashton, who at the time had blue hair, looked like she was about to cry.

She was all about trying to achieve everything on her own. Her mom raised her with those ideals. And even though looking at her current life circumstances without any context, you would think she had nothing and was struggling to survive. The truth was that she had priorities elsewhere, so getting an apartment as cheap as possible wasn’t an issue for her, even if it meant she was paying for a one bedroom apartment in a run down community and slept on a mattress on the floor in the living room while her mother had the bedroom. The thing was, her mother raised her on her own, and when Ashton was in high school, her mom started having some minor health problems which quickly became a lot more serious. The doctors were still trying to figure out what the [i cause] to these issues were.

At first, her mom was pretty good at hiding it, but eventually Ashton knew something was wrong. Her mother still refused to talk to Ash about what the doctors were saying. She was ashamed when she was no longer allowed to work, and was forced to go on disability. She felt even worse because her daughter had to start working night shifts during her Junior year to help cover medication, rent, and just general living costs that went beyond the funding that was given to her mother on disability.

Ashton begged and pleaded with the salon that she and her mother went to, and when the owner heard about the reason she hadn’t seen two of her regular customers, she hired Ashton on the spot. No hesitation. Ash didn’t think she could ever thank her enough for just [i that] but then this woman was not only giving Ashton a job to keep her and her mother off the streets, but she was paying to make sure that Ashton could afford the certifications to become a licensed beautician, meaning she’d be making [i even more] money at the salon.

[b [#FA8072 “Erin, you can’t do this. You’ve done so much for me.”]] She said, still trying to hold back tears. [b [#FA8072 “If it weren’t for you, we wouldn’t even have a home. I can’t ask you to do this for me, too.”]]

[b [+orange “You aren’t asking me, sweetie. And I’m not offering, I’m insisting . . . as your boss. And as someone who cares about you.”]] Erin paused, abruptly pulling Ash into a hug. [b [+orange “Maddi raised you so well, you know that? She always told all of us how proud she was of you, and of the lady you were becoming. I hired you because you have promise. I want you to do this. Plus, we could always use more beauticians. You can’t play clean-up forever.”]]

[b [#FA8072 “I’ve only been here for a year, Erin! I haven’t even graduated high school!”]] Ash protested, still being only Seventeen.

[b [+orange “Think of it as a graduation present, then! Schedule it after you get out of school. We’ll work around your schedule, always will. You know that.”]]

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That was years ago now, when Erin paid for her to become a licensed beautician. Ashton was 25 now, turning 26 later in the year. Ashton still felt like she would never be able to properly pay her back. The now pink haired girl had some little white freckles painted on her face which actually looked [i pretty nice] with her natural freckles, highlighted, blushed, and just all made up to glory. For a beautician, she made it pretty clear to anyone that looked at her that she has quite a bit of talent.

She made her way to the grocery store, to pick up some food, and some prescriptions for her mother before heading home. Unfortunately, when you’re trying to get the cheapest living situations to make sure that your mom can have whatever she needs without any hesitation, that meant you wouldn’t really get to live in a great area.

Ashton was getting ready to walk by a street corner when someone basically smacked into her, almost completely knocking her down to the ground. Luckily, the person seemed to have enough manners to grab her while apologizing, keeping her from actually toppling over. She regained her balance, and looked up to see [i him]. A male, towering over her, looked her over before tilting his head to one side. [b [i “Are you okay?”]] he asked, while Ashton pulled back a bit.

She looked down sheepishly for a moment, before her eyes reconnected with his. [b [#FA8072 “It’s okay, I guess neither of us were really paying much attention to our surroundings, huh?”]] She lifted her left hand, which wasn’t holding any grocery bags to rub her right arm. [b [#FA8072 “I should pay better attention. Are you okay?”]]

Now that Ashton had a moment to actually [i look] at the guy before her, she couldn’t help but think that he was attractive. The tattoos, and the overall [i alpha bad boy] personality was always a weakness to her. If Ashton had her way, she’d have tattoos and piercings by now. Her mother was always very anti-tattoos when it came to her [i beautiful] daughter because [i what if they get messed up, tattoos are permanent my beautiful, beautiful girl.] So ultimately, she decided to just wait it out. She didn’t know how much time her mother had left, and if it made her happy, then that was what she was going to do.]
  Ashton S. / Babycakes / 14d 14h 19m 23s
[font "times new roman" [b "Dude, I don't know how you get your hands on this shit, but it's fucking amazing, and I honestly don't know how the hell you can manage this, along with everything else in your life"] came the voice of the red head beside him. Bromley turned his head and looked towards her and smirked a bit. [#2987B7 "Honestly, it's not that hard. I've learned to keep my circle small, and have people I really care about know about the good stuff"] he admitted. The red head turned her blue eyes to the male and grinned a bit. [b "That I will agree with, but you should tell me, and I'll make sure to hook you up with new clients"] she cooed. No matter how tempting that was, he wasn't about to do that.]

[font "times new roman" [#2987B7 "I'm sorry but no. I barely know you, and I'm not about to blow my own cover. You can beg and plead all you want, but I'm not going to tell you."] he said lightly. He then pushed himself away from the woman, and stood. He stretched his arms over his head, and let out a low moan. [b "If you really think I'm going to rat you out, you are mistaken. I'm not that kind of person, and I never will be. Come on baby, tell me"] she said lightly, as she snaked her arms around his waist, moving her fingers to the front of his jeans.]

[font "times new roman" As much as the male wanted to be touched in that way, and just to pound the woman like he had been thinking about, he stopped her. [#2987B7 "I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave. I know what you are up too, and honestly I have to start getting ready for work"] he lied. The woman sighed and removed her arms from around his waist. She let out a small huff of breath, and pushed herself up from the bed. She was about to start undressing, when Bromley shook his head. [b "You don't want to fuck me?"] she asked, sounding a bit hurt.]

[font "times new roman" [#2987B7 "No I don't. I had planned on it originally, but I just can't. I have too much on my mind right now, and honestly I want you out of my apartment. I have shit to do, and I can't have you around right now"] he said. The woman rolled her eyes, as she grabbed her bag and slid it onto her shoulder. [b "You are going to regret this"] she hissed. He knew she was getting pissed off, and she would have spilled the beans about him, and his drug deals. He spun around on her, and pinned her against the wall, his hand around her throat.]

[font "times new roman" Her hands flew up around his arm, and he shook his head a bit, pushing her against the wall a bit harder. [#2987B7 "You tell a damn soul about me, and I will make sure to find you. I already know where you live, and where you work. So if you tell anyone about my shit, or anything else I will hunt you down like the little piece of shit you are. I can promise you that"] he hissed. Her eyes widened in fear and she shook her head. [b "I-I won't t-tell a s-soul"] she breathed out. The male nodded and let her go. He was happy with that answer.]

[font "times new roman" He then pointed at the door, and she grabbed her things and ran. He knew he shouldn't have threatened her like he did, but what other choice did he have in the matter? He knew that she would have spilled everything about him, and then he would end up getting caught. That's something he couldn't afford right now, and he had to make that loud and clear for the woman to understand. He sighed lightly as he looked at himself in the mirror. He was really a monster, and he felt like one too.]

[font "times new roman" He sighed lightly as he grabbed his shoes, and slid them onto his feet. He couldn't stay around her any longer. Or at least for the time being. He needed to get out for a walk, and clear his head. He made sure to have his keys, wallet, and phone with him. He then left the apartment, and headed down the street. He didn't really have a place in mind, he was just letting his feet lead the way. As he rounded the corner, he nearly knocked a woman over. [#2987B7 "I'm so sorry about that"] he said, as he reached out to steady her. Taking a closer look at her, he knew he had a new target in mind.]

[font "times new roman" She wasn't that much younger than he was, and he knew he would have some fun wooing her. He cocked his head to the side and smiled a bit. [#2987B7 "Are you okay?"] he asked her. He made sure to hold her upright until she pulled away. He wasn't about to let her fall, and he would feel even worse. He stood there looking down into her eyes, waiting for her to say something.]
  ѕтay / ButterflyRose / 17d 7h 13m 12s

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