P R O B L E M .

well, i ain’t nobody’s problem but my O W N . said i, i ain’t nobody’s problem but my o w n . said i, i ain’t nobody’s issue, don’t you come around babe cause I don’t MISS YOU at all I ain’t nobody’s problem but m y O W N . beau maguire twenty-three intern at google

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A C A C I A .

    ❛  now, how old is teddy now ? you said he’ll be eighteen in march, right ? ❜    she was surprised she remembered, truly. simple facts here and there didn’t stick all that often, but she remembered every little thing from that one fateful pancake morning. the remark caused her to shift in her chair whilst setting down her glass of water.      ❛  i mean –– in four months she can’t rule his life. plain and simple. ❜    it was easy for her to think that way. her mom had walked out, sure, but the finances they were supplied with made things easier. ace hadn’t thought twice about her mother leaving ( well, that was a lie but she’d never blame her current behavior with partners on a lack of a good representation of love at home –– riveras took ownership of their actions. )      ❛  when you say tried to take teddy back to la with her –– you mean she just took him ? or she’s filing papers ? or what ? ❜    her curiousness set in. she didn’t know why on earth she wanted to fix this problem for him so desperately but she was intrigued.      ❛  because i’ve got a lawyer that can shut that down real quick who’s on retainer … ❜    a smirk formed on her lips as she glanced his way,      ❛  for a small fee, of course. ❜   

“yeah yeah eighteen in march.” he almost shuddered at the thought. he knew he had another year of his brother in the house because of school but after that? after that was pretty unknown to him right now. he hadn’t ever sat down with teddy and asked about college. he made a mental note to do that sometime soon. “she can still try,” beau scoffed. he didn’t mean that as a dig against ace, it’s just what he thought of naomi. she was the largest factor in his life being a living hell somedays. “well it started with just papers –– it’s been papers twice now. but this time she physically started to talk him to la with her. she –– she actually took him this time. got all the way to oakland,” he voice got softer as he continued speaking. why was he so comfortable telling her all of this? a week ago he could only admit that it was a ‘family emergency’ but now he was spilling nearly everything to her. “no, no i couldn’t ask you to do all that for me,” his head shook. beau’s hand hesitantly reached out to her’s resting on the table and his fingers curled gently around it, “but THANK YOU.”

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Beach Rats (2017) Directed by Eliza Hittman

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so how's the internship going?

“internship? not really sure what you mean. i work at a grocery store, wouldn’t quite call that an internship.”

[beaumag]

👂 for eki o.O

send 👂 to overhear my muse talking about yours.

“no ––– listen i love the kid. i’d do pretty much anything for him,” beau sighed into his phone, “i just think he makes some questionable decisions sometimes. i think he just needs to take a breath before he acts. for being one of the smartest people i know, he just doesn’t always thinks things through.”

[beaumag]

have you met acacia's family yet?

her family? i mean i’ve met max a coupla’ times. val really scares me. but i don’t see why it’s important if i’ve met them.

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A C A C I A . 

     ❛  you look like a matthew –– all put together and smart and only a little bit dorky . ❜    her smirk was plastered on her lips  as she brought the glass of water up and took a small drink before a little laughter rang through. it had been pleasant. she honestly didn’t expect much of this makeup date. convincing her to show up took guts, and slowly but surely he did. and for someone like him to convince her to do something, it must have been pretty important. after setting the glass back down, she took another bite of the surprisingly delicious food on her plate. it was only rather surprising because she, herself, had burnt toast twice this week.       ❛  speaking of ––– ❜    she leaned forward, glancing at the male with a rather knowing look.       ❛ i mean –– everyone knows about your dad, sure, but your mom … ? last friday ? what was that all about, hm ? ❜    her curiousness got the best of her as she raised an eyebrow. it was her best and most polite way of asking for an explanation.

“put together and smart and only a little bit dorky. i’ll take it,” he chuckled. he hadn’t even realized that he was halfway done with the food in front of him. time had honestly blown by the entire night. perhaps it was because he was having a genuinely good time. he couldn’t remember the last genuinely good time he had, had with someone who wasn’t a close friend or family. there was something different about acacia rivera, and he certainly didn’t mind the different. “i uh –– i figured you’d ask about that eventually,” a hand reached up to rest on the back of his neck nervously. “it’s all really complicated with nao–– with my MOM. she hasn’t really you know –– been around for most of the time i was growing up. and she wasn’t really around while teddy was growing up either.” he was sure she could see the gears turning in his head as he formulated exactly what to say. “but despite all that she still thinks she has a role in our lives, and tried to take teddy back to la with her.”

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✦ (aviva)

beau had volunteered to babysit algernon so that aviva could have a night to herself. he didn’t ask many questions because he didn’t want to be a witness if she (probably along with gray, aleki, and blue) got in trouble that night. he sat on the opposite end of the couch from algernon and watched as the boy played some game on his phone. his head perked up at the sound of footsteps coming into the living room. he blinked several times and looked her up and down. he’d only ever seen her as a friend but damn she looked beautiful. “algernon, aren’t you going to tell your sister how beautiful she looks?” he asked and his smile grew.

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“beau matthew maguire. i’m not making this up,” beau let out a laugh before taking a sip from his cup. the to of them sat at the maguire dinner table, food he had made sat between them. “i don’t really think there’s anything special behind it. my parents just –– liked it i guess,” he spoke with a shrug. his parents weren’t usually a topic he spoke about often. most of the time he spoke about them he’d just use their first names, he had lost respect for both of them long ago. beau paused for a moment, he just looked at her and smiled. “does everything taste alright?” he asked. he could tell he was staring and hoped she hadn’t noticed. // @acaciamarisol

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text to ⤏ acacia

ace: ? hey

beau: i want to make up for last time

beau: come to my house around 7 on friday? i'm cooking

[beaumag]

text to ⤏ acacia

beau: hey.

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A R E S . 

         the moment he hears his name, his head lifts immediately and he forces a smile to his lips. though, it wasn’t like he was unable to do so around the older male, he just felt very intimidated. “yeah, uh — that’s me! ares flynn… it’s nice to finally meet you,” he cleared his throat and then slowly started making his way further into the room and carefully placing himself on the couch. “sure, that’s probably for the best. i didn’t realize —” he paused, his hand moving to rub the back of his head awkwardly, “—it was that bad… with your mom, i mean. he told me a few things about her, i just didn’t think it would ever be like this. guess it’s a bit my fault though… he was just trying to come to my house.”

beau fumbled for a moment before stretching his hand out to the other, awkwardly shaking it before crossing to the couch himself. “it’s nice to meet you,” he chuckled softly. this was awkward and they both knew it. beau sat down on the other end of the couch and nervously gripped at the cushions. he was still working on coming down from the adrenaline rush. “i had hoped it wouldn’t get that bad either. she’s tried this before but never –– never like THAT.” beau took a quick breath. “no, no it’s not your fault. just uh promise me you two won’t leave this house tonight? i think she’s gone for now but i thought that earlier today before all this happened.”

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It had been a bit of a day for Elliot. Deadlines had stressed her out, she’d been working on her first ever dress commission for someone and on top of that she’d had a disgusting feeling of dizziness and fatigue dragging her down all day. She dumped her stuff down on the table closest to her, her hands steadying herself as she felt her head reel. “I’m sorry…” She mumbled, eyes finding the person at the table and shooting them a gentle smile. “Just felt a bit dizzy for a moment.”

[beaumag]

beau had stopped by the coffee shop for just an hour or so to try and get some projects started for work. he couldn’t exactly bring this stuff home, as his family didn’t know about his internship. he took a sip of his own coffee but was then startled by someone else’s stuff. beau hopped up from his seat immediately to try and offer help to the other. “why don’t you sit down?” he suggested, “i can get you some water or something.”

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acaciarivcra‌:

     ❛  so ? he’ll be old enough soon. then at least you can reign back a little bit on the parenting and free some time up for yourself. ❜    she muttered as she did her best to focus on him. she’d be lying to herself if she said the attraction wasn’t there. hell he was beautiful. he was tall and just the right kind of muscular. he had what seemed to be a scruffy sort of beard that worked perfectly for him. she hadn’t seen much of his body ( any of his body really ) but from an outsiders point of view, she’d give him props. it wasn’t until he spoke again that she had to pull herself out of her own reality. she couldn’t stare.      ❛ right yea sure. ❜    she hadn’t exactly heard what she was saying ( there was a distraction ) but she had become a talent at bullshitting.       ❛ no, it’s fine. ❜    she mumbled as she felt the boy move past her. he seemed extra nervous, and she wasn’t sure what exactly was the reason for that. maybe it had been the practically random girl in his kitchen or the fact that she had obviously been checking him out all morning.       ❛ you say sorry a lot, you know ? ❜    she crossed her arms over the black sweatshirt that laid across her chest.        ❛ what’s your deal ? ❜   

“have you met my brother acacia? i think i’ll be parenting him for a while longer. i really don’t mind it so much,” he shrugged. the truth was beau always needed to be needed. he wasn’t ready for teddy to grow up and no longer need him around. beau figured he at least had a few more years to take care of him. but he’d probably spend his entire like checking up on teddy, it was habit at this point. he settled himself back in his place in front of the stove, there ought to be a rut in the spot where he stood. he’s in the same spot every day, sometimes multiple times. “i know i do, i say that i’m trying to stop but i can’t,” beau shook his head. from a young age he was always overly apologetic. he never wanted to cross any sort of line. “my deal? i don’t ––– i don’t really know what you mean.” instead of trying to over analyze every word she said beau turned her focus back to the pancakes. making sure that her chocolate chip ones were nearly perfect.

[boysinfire]

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“so uh ––– ares right?” beau spoke cautiously to the other male. teddy had left to go shower so it was just the two of them. his hands were stuffed into the pocket of his jeans, he feared that if he took them out they’d begin to shake. the past two hours had been a flurry of emotions. from getting the call from teddy, to rushing to oakland, to confronting their mother (and canceling on ace). everything had all happened so quickly that beau hadn’t had time to process it all. he looked at the boy standing across from him in the living room almost in disbelief. teddy had a BOYFRIEND. of all the things teddy could have been hiding from him this was certainly low on his list of possibilities. “just uh make yourself comfortable. let’s just let him have some time, y’know.” // @ffsxres

[beaumag]

text to ⇢ acacia

ace: it's fine

beau: i wouldn't be doing this if it wasn't any emergency.

beau: it's my mom and teddy and it's a giant mess and i have to handle it.

beau: i'm sorry

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text to ⇢ acacia

beau: i hate to do this but i can't make it tonight

beau: family emergency with my mom

beau: i can't explain it all right now i'm so sorry