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whew hello i’ve been gone for a hot minute and frankly my pea brain can’t remember what half my connections were since i never wrote them down and we’ve got sm new charas so !!! im gna go around and plot with people once i’ve written out alyssa and gianni’s intros so pls like this nd i’ll dive into ur DMs like an olympic swimmer

#livingooc #livingcall

#livingooc #depression cw

Waking up with a pounding headache was nothing new to Dahlia. She’d lost track of the shots she’d taken after the third, knowing Delilah wasn’t much better off. Unsurprisingly, though, her mirror image wasn’t wasting away in bed like Dahlia had chosen to for most of the morning. Pushing herself up with a whine, hand coming up to her forehead in an attempt to keep her brain inside her skull. Giving herself a moment to get composed, she made her way to the bathroom, rummaging through the cabinet above their sink for the pills marked with Lilah’s name. Popping two and heading out to the living room, finding her sister curled up on the couch, she walked over and laid down with her head on her lap and a heavy sigh. “Tell me I resisted that gross bartender last night. I woke up here so I’m gonna take that as a good sign.” @dclchs

#w. delilah bernardi #pills cw

The stillness of the park would’ve been unnerving under different circumstances, especially with the events of the last few months. Dahlia thought that maybe if she’d never known Crista, that she might be afraid of the slow creak of the swing, the shadowed figure just outside the beam of the lamp on the trail in front of them. She almost was, the hint of paranoia tugging at her chest under the layers of numbness that she used as a weak protection, fingers wrapping tighter around the neck of the wine bottle she held. Walking closer, the chill in her spine seemed to dissipate, slow smile spreading over her lips when she could finally see his face. A fresh bruise darkened the skin around his eye, freshly dried blood had stained the flesh of his chin and neck, the collar of his shirt likely used to wipe it away. Her lips pouted, free hand reaching out, fingertips ghosting over the purpled skin before resting her palm against his cheek. “One of these days you’ll get hit so hard you go blind,” she scolds quietly, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth, setting the bottle of wine into his waiting hands. “What happened this time?” She sat on the swing beside him, head tilting curiously. “What heroic act led to that badge?” @ronxnb

#w. ronan barone #posts this years late sdjfnsdfs #kidnapping cw #paranoia cw #ptsd cw

Not for the first time tonight did Dahlia wish that she had ignored the invite from the frat boy currently pawing at her in the middle of a crowded living room. She wrinkled her nose when he came in closer for a kiss, turning her head and narrowly avoiding his mouth, beer coated breath hot on her skin. Honey brown eyes scanned the room in search of any mildly sober familiar face, locking eyes with none other than Ash Thomas. She almost groaned. He hadn’t been her first choice of a savior but beggars can’t be choosers. Pushing the frat boy away from her, easy enough to do when she caught him off guard, she slid between a few dancing bodies until she reached Ash, smile plastered on her lips as she reached out to pull him into a hug. “Take me out of here that guy is bugging me.” @ashlinthomas

#w. ash thomas

The studio was blissfully empty this early in the morning. She’d been able to get through an hour of practice without interruption, a rare feat in her time here at Gifford. Usually, she was delegated to a corner of the room, earbuds in, forced to drown out the music of the ridiculously inconsiderate ballerina blasting her songs through the room’s speakers. She’d taken a ballet class, and while she had really enjoyed it, the girl and her music were really making her question the fondness she’d had for the style. At least now she had some peace as she sat on the polished floor, patting her face and neck with a small towel from her duffel. The door creaking open had her eyes jerking up to the mirror, heart pounding, only for the familiar flair of red to calm her slightly, her tense body taking a moment to relax. “Lucky you got here this early. I say you got about half an hour before Miss Black Swan comes in blasting the Nutcracker.” @xxmadeline

#ptsd cw #w. madeline kincaid

Dahlia hadn’t been prepared for the surge of anger inside of her at the sight of him. Rory Bergstrom. All stringy curls and gangling limbs. Neutral face indistinguishable from someone staring at a complicated math equation. She could keep walking past him, act as though she’d never seen him. She could take the coffee in her hand and pour it over his head if she didn’t desperately need the caffeine. She settled on sliding onto the bench opposite him, heated rubber no doubt making its mark on the back of her thighs. “If it isn’t everyone’s favorite Minute Man. Well, a few seconds, but you know, I feel like being generous.” @rorybergstrom

#w. rory bergstrom #surprise Binch

Coming out of her bathroom and expecting an empty dorm instead of Caleb sitting on her couch should’ve been something Dahlia was used to by now but each time she stepped into her living room and spotted him before registering who he actually was, she could feel her heart jumping into her throat, the instinct to run nearly making her bolt right out of the dorm. “Jesus Christ, why are you always here,” she groans, the initial shock making her temples pulse unpleasantly. “Lilah isn’t here and unless you’ve got weed there’s the door.” She motions towards it vaguely, making her way to the small kitchen and pouring herself a cup of Coke, adding a generous amount of rum, fingers still shaking. @calebmontgcmery

#w. caleb montgomery #ptsd cw #surprise u get a starter !

The club bathroom was mostly empty save for the couple that had stumbled into the large stall that Dahlia had come out of not two minutes ago with one of the clubs patrons, and a pair of girls in one of the smaller stalls hacking up whatever drinks they’d downed far too quickly. She looked at herself in the mirror, not taking in that the person staring back at her was herself. Disheveled hair, reddening marks on her neck from an eager mouth, a dissatisfied from a disappointing tryst. Sighing and looking into her clutch for the small baggie she’d been given earlier in the night, she didn’t notice that someone had come in until she looked up, spotting Magda in the mirror, heart jumping into her throat at the slight shock. “Jesus,” she played it off with a soft laugh, turning to face her friend, holding up the small baggie. “Want a bump?” @magdawolfe

#w. magda wolfe #vomit cw #drugs cw

ofcarmichaels

✉

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

[ DELETED AT 2:20AM : BEAUTIFUL ] look, it’s not that i don’t like you or anything. [ DELETED AT 2:21AM : BEAUTIFUL ] in fact, it’s the opposite entirely. [ DELETED AT 2:23AM : BEAUTIFUL ] you’re fun, and you’re smart. [ DELETED AT 2:30AM : BEAUTIFUL ] i don’t feel right taking advantage of that [ DELETED AT 2:30AM : BEAUTIFUL ] you had enough bad shit go down to last.. [ DELETED AT 2:33AM : BEAUTIFUL ] well a whole fucking lifetime, tbh??[ DELETED AT 2:33AM : BEAUTIFUL ] you don’t need me fucking things up too. [ DELETED AT 2:40AM : BEAUTIFUL ] but i do like you.. which is beyond annoying.

#ღ ━ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪᴢᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴄᴇ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ( mentions )#exCUSE

scigebabadook

✘ wonks

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.

[ SENT 4:12AM ↬ SHES A DOLL ] dnt u evr feel guilty ? sometimes its like u cnt even feel. it’s scary. ur scary.

#ღ ━ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪᴢᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴄᴇ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ( mentions )#sjkdfs god...... :/

hlo yes im trash nd im annoying but ive realized yet again im Bad at replying to my open starter replies without getting repetitive so im regretfully scrapping them nd throwing out a starter call for dahlia, romy, nd parker! like this nd pls specify who u wld like one from and who for if you’ve got multiple charas or im gna pick nd youll just have to live with that decision dbdkdbd love u all srry for being annoying blows u all a kiss nd disappears in a cloud of smoke

#livingooc #livingcall #also if you’ve written me a closed starter im still replying to those !!!!

rpmememaker

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

#fr romy nd parker........... pleathe