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pasteldivine:
“no, i don’t think i have anything to apologize for,” she’s being stubborn, nothing unusual. “when you tell me to move on, i’ll do it. i don’t care if you were just angry or whatever–you left.”
“okay, well i’m sorry then. i’m sorry i left. but sage, come on. you can’t really wish we were still where we were then. if we didn’t stop to work shit out we were going to hate each other.”
finelinc:
–––––––––––AT THE MENTION of her charm, it has evelyn laughing. not in a mean way, just in a far too amused way for sure. then again, it was who bella was. especially at a party. so at her statement, it has evelyn laughing again, taking a too long sip of her drink, hoping not to have to defend bella. she knew he’d give her a look, but evelyn easily waived it away. ‘ come on. ’ she said, rolling her eyes, nudging bella. ‘ he’s cute. and i guess you could say i’m tryna climb him. ’ she knew she wanted to leave with him, she was just amused at how bella handled it.
“alright” she resigns, flashing the boy a sweet grin. “i’ll be nice !!” well, she’d try. bella really didn’t mind evelyn’s flavors of the night. they were like fun ways to keep track of what happened at which party. it was what came the next day that tended to have bella opening with a chilly greeting. when she’d ask evelyn how the night concluded and have to hear the reply. not that whatever happened actually mattered. because it didn’t. a happy ending was her favorite kind for any of her friends. it just...always left an odd feeling in the pit of her stomach. feelings pushed away as the price of a hangover. “since you guys actually know where the alcohol want to give me directions?”
imperfectox:
her eyes tore away from the happy couple to aiden who had taken in her hand with his, a seemingly attempt to make her feel less shitty than she already was. amelie could only give him a weary smile as he gave his thoughts on the matter, the blonde knew that her pain and sadness was only temporary but it didn’t mean it would hurt any less. “pain is growth.” repeating his words as a reminder that she’ll eventually move on and be happier even without him in her life. “i feel like my heart was ripped out of my chest, aiden. it hurts so much.” her voice strained as she chuckled bitterly, more tears streaming down as the blonde tried to control her feelings.
trying to soothe had never been a skill aiden could particularly develop. while he was close with his mom, the tension he had with his brother and father tended to take president. it’s hard to admit you’re upset when it feels like you’re skating on this ice. it leaves him near speechless sitting next to her, giving a deeply unhelpful nod. “okay,” he starts off, “then i guess what would make it hurt less? or hypothetically get your heart back in your chest?”
sensatiions:
it seemed that most of her encounters possessed some component where she had to do damage control so people didn’t harbor any UNACCOUNTED anger towards her. ‘ it holds some level of threat, but our parents would never follow through. my siblings are just batshit crazy. ’ rosario shrugged her shoulders, taking a swig of her drink, a CONTENT sigh exiting her lips, grateful for the liquor calming down her nerves. as she saw the sudden interest in her friend, common sense led the way to the assumption. ‘ jason ? we go way back. he’s the guy hosting the party. i think he’s leaving to get more alcohol. ’
"i bet you’re never bored though” she guesses, genuinely curious. sibling relationships were always odd ones in her experience. though it was a dynamic she couldn’t fully understand, she knew that the one rosario had with hers was bizarre in a few ways. “oh that’s jason?” she muses, beer bottle dangling from between her fingers. “nevermind i guess. i’m here so my friend can bone him. has to be decent if he’ll leave his own party to make sure it lives.”
meowindie:
open to females plot: based off ‘kissing my best friend’ tik toks.
“i’m….sorry. i don’t know what got into me. you just looked so beautiful…and i’m sorry.”
“uh, dude, really?” she starts off, before waving the words aways, “wait, no! not really as in really ?? just, do you not know what got into you? or...?”
finelinc:
–––––––––––THE STORY’S AMUSING, leaving evelyn more interested in it than the boy she had found herself attached to. ‘ how do you always come across the drama at these parties ? i really should stick with you more often. ’ she pointed out, taking a sip of her drink, more amused. she always did know bella to be that sort of person, but it always presented itself to be more true in moments like this. ‘ oh come on, don’t be mean, bella. he’s a cutie. ’ evelyn points out. it’s funny to see how they always seem to talk about the people she drags around like they weren’t standing right there. ‘ found him while i was getting drinks and you were dealing with this drama. ’
“maybe it’s my charm?” she suggests, only partially joking. mostly, it was that bella was nosy by nature, and chatty when drunk. it was a great recipe for ending up right in the middle of other people’s business. at evelyn’s words, bella gives him another once over, head tilting slightly. “i’m sure he was the first one you saw. he’s so tall.” it’s only at the positive words she says about the boy that bella bothers to fake a whisper, “are you in a tree climbing mood tonight?”
sensatiions:
expression remained STOIC as she observed the other’s mannerisms, already deducing that she was the type of person to enjoy the chaos they create. ‘ let me guess, she read you the entitled kid’s riot act, said something about our dad ending whatever career you’ll get into ? ’ she asked, UNFAZED by this new yet predictable information. feeling a light tap on her shoulder of a friend handing her the drink she asked to hold moments ago saying that he was going to leave. bidding a quick goodbye, she returned her attention to the other, ‘ uh, thanks ? i think. ’
if the bella had been strolling along she probably would have stopped in her tracks at rosario’s words. it was weird hearing the account of a private conversation, if the two weren’t related she may have been a little bit spooked. “yeah...” she trails off, “wow, she’s that predictable? not very creative intimidation.” not especially effective either. well, obviously. the two wouldn’t be standing there now if bella had any interest in shutting up sometimes. nearly immediately brushing off her comment, bella gaze went from rosario, to the boy, and back to her present company. “woah, wait. who’s that?”
bloodsstains:
despite the shared blood, david has always been distant from rex. knows very little about what goes on in his life & has never really cared to indulge. that flashy lifestyle had never shown any appeal to him –– no matter how badly his parents wanted it for him. has seen the aftermath of what it all can do ; can’t remember the last time he’d seen his brother in a healthy relationship. the girls he entrapped were always golden –– undeserving of his careless antics.
bella is no exception. if anything, david favors her. thinks she’s bright & funny, completely out of the realm of what his brother could possibly appreciate. can’t seem to figure out what she sees in rex ; chalks it up to the flashy appeal. tongue grazes over the expanse of his lesser lip, gaze nervously fluttering around the room before falling back upon her. hates to hear the words that hang heavily from her heart shaped lips. wishes there was more he could do to help when all he could ever provide was the half-comfort in words.
‘ i wish he’d get his shit together, y’know ? wish he’d realize that you’re worth more than whatever the hell else he’s got going on. ‘m sorry. i hate to see you go through this with him. ‘
this was hardly bella’s first time wanting something a bunch of other girls wanted. the usual outcome of her desires was a true success. getting the thing, the boy. basking in the glory. and once things no longer felt shiny, moving on to something new. realistically, it was only a matter of time before someone no longer found found interest in her shine. to lessen the sting of the truth she constantly tried to tell herself it all made sense. after all, how could anyone really believe that one person was more worthy of their time tha fame and success?
as david speaks, bella’s attention shifts to the couch he’s perched on, tracing it’s silloute with her eyes. the words are simple yet hit her in a way she wasn’t expecting. it was the relief of being heard that desperately made her want to move and sit next to him. to sit and be near a ramone brother, and not fear for the bullshit that will come next. instead she settles for her eyes meeting his, misty with tears she’s yet to successfully blink away. “yeah. i wish he would too” she agrees, nodding absently. “that’s kind of the problem. am i really worth more than what else he has going on? if you saw a girl standing next to celebrity, which one would be more life changing?”
imperfectox:
open to: males
“all i really want right now is to be with the one i love.” amelie wiped her tears away as she watched from the distance. “but he’s in love with someone else.” the love of her life was with someone new and she had never seen him smile like that before. his eyes filled with joy and life while hers was filled sadness and tears. it was ironic how you could love someone so much but won’t be the one for you.
he’s completely at a loss for words. what do you say to someone who’s really hurt? the only thing aiden was sure about in that moment was that he couldn’t take it away. he also couldn’t at least try. “sometimes pain is growth” he starts off, his gaze shifting from her to his hands, fingers lacing together with uncertainty. “sometimes...we need it so we can open ourselves up to something else.”
our moms are best friends but despite their protests, we can’t stand each other. you are literally the worst person i’ve ever met and you’re lucky i don’t tell mommy about the shit you do once she goes to bed and you sneak out the window. but look, my house completely flooded and there’s no chance of us fixing it anytime soon, so now my mom and i are moving into the guest rooms at your house. this is going to be absolutely terrible.
bonus points for : accidental walk ins while ones in the shower, fighting over the last croissant at breakfast, bickering at dinner, just general nuisances that only further drive tension
no but a plot where muse a is a twenty something year old darling guy who absolutely loves to cook and he helps his mother run a family bakery and is a total gentleman boy-next-door type, and muse b is this gorgeous girl who is basically their best customer and comes in every day for blueberry muffins, but is head over heels for her best friend but he’s gay/won’t ever like her for some reason but she never loses hope and muse a notices how she starts to look sadder etc and as days go by she comes in dressed in shorter skirts and more drastic makeup as she tries to get her best friend’s attention and muse a asks how she is but doesn’t dare ask anything too personal as that’d be rude. ANYWAY one day muse b doesn’t come in and muse a gets worried and they end up actually not coming in for a whole week till she finally appears but in sweats and no makeup and she looks like she hasn’t slept for a year so muse a gets her normal order of goods but adds a note saying: ‘Call for a chat and free blueberry muffins :)‘ with his number and just cute stuff ya know??
bloodsstains:
always had a knack for yearning after things that were just out of his reach, from the mundane such as his parents’ approval, to the more risqué such as his beloved brother’s fiancée. couldn’t quite tell if his infatuation for her was fueled by his distaste for his brother & his shining image –– how it compared so boldly to his own faltering visage.
made a habit of making his presence known when she was around. sauntering into the room the moment his brother leaves it ; this time around, the air thick with tension. wasn’t quite sure what had anchored the two down lately – seemed as though there always seemed to be a problem. figures it has to do with her lover constantly on the road ; the media incessant on pulling them apart. perches himself atop the armrest of the leather sofa in the living room, glancing over at the distraught femme. ‘ everything alright ? not to pry but, uh, things seem kind of tense between you two. ‘
bella could hardly ever admit that she was wrong. but it was times like these when she was starting to think she was wrong about her and rex. it was harder than she initially thought to be apart so often. while dating a rock star provided her with the adventure she craved in life, it also fed into her insecurities. it was hard feeling like she had chosen to be with him while he had chosen to be with music.
she’s trying to convince herself that she’s alright when david walks in, her lungs half full with a deep breath. it’s only once he speaks that she lets it out, shakily pushing past her lips. “yeah, you could say that...” she starts off, “i’ve just never cared about someone more than they cared about me before.” she’s shocked by the truth of the words, eyes widening somewhat at how much it hurts to vocalize.
@pxpstella based on x
he realized what had happened instantly. the click of his door practically echoed through the halls, leaving him standing on the wrong side with nothing but regret. the only luck in this situation was that at least it wasn’t his ugly underwear. trying to spin up any way to make this situation better, luck comes in another form as he sees them turning the corner. while he now had a chance of no longer having to stand there and look stupid, that also meant that, well, they saw him standing there looking stupid. “hey” he starts off, offering a short wave. “uhh, you busy right now?”
slwdancing:
maleah didn’t know what to say. ‘hey, we shared probably one of the hottest kisses i’ve ever had and you seemed to have forgotten all about it.’ even if they were best friends and told each other everything, this one thing seemed to be the most difficult thing for maleah to get out there. and the reasoning why is something she didn’t want to think too hard about. “hmm, i think you’ll have to wait fifteen to twenty minutes and ask again. see if i’m ready then.” the bartender sets their drinks down in front of them and maleah quickly swipes hers up to take a decent gulp from it. “what’s the plan for tonight?”
she’s tossing the bartender a wink as he moves on, stirring her straw as she ponders maleah’s question. the girl loved to be out and fucking around as much as any other twenty-two year old. however, coming up with ideas? it was boring. wasn’t that funny, that to have a good time you had to be bummed first. “well, get drunk” she starts off, sipping for some inspiration. “start some shit? ooh--” as though cartoon lightbulb appeared above her head, bella jolts straight up, ready to present her idea. “we should go to a strip club.”
ok so give me a plot where she’s 100% willing to use her sex appeal to get ahead. she knows most men will fall at her feet if she bats her eyelids so she uses it to get shit done and move ahead in her chosen field. she’s genuinely smart and talented, but she’s also terribly pragmatic and willing to exploit men’s tendency to let beauty sway them. she’s rather merciless in getting her way, but she has one major rule – she will NOT be the mistress. she may manipulate and sweet-talk a married man, but she respects the sanction of marriage and won’t let it go any further than that.
so then she meets this guy who will be perfect to advance her career, and he says he can help her out in exchange for a date. she says sure, but makes sure he knows her one rule. (bonus points if the guy is like ridiculously enamored with her) so they start this relationship and it seems like everything’s going great – she’s getting what she wants, and they’re having fun together, and soon, it’s less like a business transaction and more like an actual relationship, and she’s even falling for him.
and then, naturally, she finds out he has a spouse he never mentioned.
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IRRITATED beyond compare, rosario trailed the other, brows furrowed, nose slightly scrunched after they had dragged their name through the mud before given the opportunity to introduce herself. at the mention of her siblings ( EVIL as they are ), it was safe to assume that they expected her to be the exact same way. she was different, anyone who had the chance to get to know her could vouch that the youngest acosta was UNDENIABLY different than her entitled older siblings. ‘ you’re fucking rude. i’m not like my older brother and sister. ’
bella loved to talk shit. while it was a trait that her mother had never been fond of, it just continued to prevail. how could she not, when the acosta siblings offer so much material? turning towards the girl, bella raises her eyebrows, a grin starting to creep on her lips. “yeah? i don’t know about that. i have been confronted pretty similarly by your sister” she begins, tapping her pointing finger to her chin as though she’s thinking deeply. “actually, you might be a little better at it.”
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