carrie wilson

just like magic, i'm attractive, i get everything i want cause i attract it

[candiheart]

i get everything i want cause i attract it... 

indie jatp rp blog for carrie wilson 

(by kyla)

[candiheart]

(( ooc ))

me: i think i’m ready to come back!  also me: does not come back

alrighty so... it seems i was not ready to return to rping just yet, but i’m contemplating putting together a multimuse blog for the future that should contain carrie as a muse, so i will let you all know when that blog is a thing when i get there, but i just wanted to post this because i did have fun writing carrie, but i think at least for now, this is gonna be inactive a while longer. 

[candiheart]

(( ooc ))

sooooooo it’s been a hot minute. i’m starting classes this week but tomorrow i’m going to maybe try to return! going to post a hc later today or tomorrow because yes, but uhhhhh yeah that’s it! sorry for my absense i have not been feeling rping at all in a few months it seems like so- we’re going to try to see if i can get some muse going if not for carrie than for someone...

[ilya-rozanovs]

People forget I’m human too. Yes, they do that.

[candiheart]

[deaddovecoterie]

BTS -> “All Eyes On Me” from JATP

[garrett-hannah]

savannahleemay: From the Vancouver holiday memories. Mads and I are the plastics performing at the talent show and Charlie is Regina George’s mom. I know, the reference is spot on. I miss these shenanigans.

[candiheart]

hi the last names aren’t bad. it’s weird we got them that way and not in proper canon materials but i’m not mad at the choices either shrugs.

[candiheart]

today is my last school assignment i have to do until january, so after tonight i should be more around to write with everyone!

[raelynnnix]

Savannah May in Knight Squad 2.04

[mcnetdehaans]

kaylie (carrie x kayla)

❝ we make ‘em say ‘wow’ ❞

[stingreag]

no thoughts only dirty candy

[spideychellejones-deactivated20]

julie & the phantoms appreciation week  ☆ day two (favorite song)  as performed by sharpay & ryan |carrie & alex

[pehters]

( @candiheart​ ) « starter call

               HE WAS STILL getting used to the angel gig, admittedly. And he certainly didn’t feel like he was very GOOD at it, either. But at one moment, he’d been in some sort of darkness, some sort of opposite of Being, and then, he’d been in front of this girl and it was like information had been downloaded into his head. All he knew was that this was Carrie and it was his job now to watch after her; that was it. 

It was proving to be easier said that done. Probably his fault. 

At first, when she’d do things that were probably, definitely BAD IDEAS, and he’d try to stop her, it was like he was less than air: poof. No sound. No matter. She couldn’t hear him; he could stop her. That had changed a few weeks ago, and the two of them — Reggie called them a TEAM, though Carrie didn’t seem to have signed on to that kind of name yet — had been experiencing… GROWING PAINS. 

“Hey, Carrie? Can we maybe pump the breaks on this idea?”

[candiheart]

she’s strong willed, that much is certain when it comes to carrie wilson. caroline was too soft a name for someone who drew so much power to her. the nickname for the steven king novel’s protagonist (and yes, she does read, contrary to popular belief), seemed far more suitable to the person she came off as. well, depending on who you asked anyway, she’d never been treated that way by a majority of her peers, but the power, yes, the power and the drive she could certainly relate to. the anger that she buried, definitely. 

her father would hardly believe her if she claimed she was seeing, especially speaking to, some sort of angel, though trevor wilson to be fair had enough on his plate as he always reminded her. he’d likely have her seeing his therapist if she started speaking of angels... she didn’t need that in her life, not now. having a guardian angel was an interesting experience to say the least, she’d never picture the leather jacket clad male to be one who was well... the guardian-ing type. but then she supposed a lot changes when you die. 

yeah, carrie didn’t always make the wisest choices, especially once her mom left, that’s where the anger came from mostly, well the source of her feelings varied, but that’s what the therapist would attribute most if not all of it to. now that she could see reggie, well, she would try to be at least a bit considerate of his words, feelings, that sort of thing. but frankly, there aren’t too many people she trusts enough to let in, the dirty candy girls, as well as her nonna when she was around mainly, occasionally her father, but that was very much a... complicated relationship the pair had. 

“ what do you mean ‘pump the brakes’ ?!? i’m just trying to show this teacher that i’m not going to be pushed around just because eric isn’t man enough to let me help him fix his technique. i need a better partner, or for someone to get this... idiot to check his sexism at the door ! ” 

[shinctogethcr-a]

@candiheart​ liked for a starter!

julie slid her back down the wall of the bathroom stall, trying to just tell herself to breathe. she pulled her knees up, leaning forward to rest her forehead against them, trying to ignore the tears as they fell. realistically, she knows maybe she should get someone. she knows she could text flynn and the other’d be out of class and there in an instant, or even the guys who could just poof to her… but right now she couldn’t bring herself to do that, right now she feels as though maybe it’s just better if she’s alone…

it seems as though the universe had other plans for that as she hears the bathroom door swing open. carefully, she peeks out at the bottom of the stall and despite the fact that she can only see shoes, she knows who’s joined her almost instantly, she’d recognize those shoes anywhere. she doesn’t really have the energy to deal with anyone right now, least of all her ex-best friend. maybe if she stays quiet enough, carrie won’t notice her. though as she goes to take another breath in, a sob that’s not super loud but loud enough the other could hear, escapes her, and that idea goes out the window. “shit.” she mutters quietly as she waits with bated breath to see what would happen.

[candiheart]

carrie doesn’t have to go to the bathroom, not really. well okay now that she’s walking down the hallway, she sort of does, but that’s not why she really got the hall pass from her pre-calc teacher. she knows her dad’s schedule by heart these days, and even when he’s home it’s hard to hear from the man so... now being the end of his usual psych appointment, she wants to text him while she can. 

carrie wilson has it all, at least on the surface, she’s dressed up today, like she is always. her little booties that couldn’t have come from anyone else’s closet make that little click clack sound on the tiled floor of the hallway and scuff against the metal that bridges the gap between hall and bathroom floor. ‘pick up your feet more carrie’ she hears her last dance teacher’s voice in the back of her mind as the sound of the slide, no matter how brief, echoes in her head louder than it should. 

of course as she whips out her phone (rose gold, obviously), she hears crying from one of the stalls. frankly, carrie wilson can empty a room as quickly as she can fill one, but she’s not the soulless demon flynn likes to call her. acrylic nails type out a message to her father with satisfying taps of the pink acrylic against the glass screen. she’s so graceful for such a seemingly aggressive person. 

“ you know if you’re gonna cry at school the nurse’s office is a whole lot better than a bathroom stall. cleaner too. tell nurse carlotta you got your you know what and it’s giving you a headache. she’ll let you lay down for a bit ” the words are nice enough, more or less, though her tone bites a bit at the beginning of her little speech. “ i’m going to be here for the next ten minutes so either i can stand here awkwardly by the mirror and pretend i don’t hear your whining or you can come out and talk to me about it ” her eyes don’t even leave the screen of her phone as she speaks to the as of yet unidentified person in the stall.

[phantombassist]

Send a 🏇 to go horse riding with my muse! | accepting

                it started out with a ruse on why all of a sudden they were there instead of ― was it sweden that julie had originally said they were from? kayla was someone that had quickly caught his interest and to get to her he had to get to know her friends. carrie was ― against julie’s wishes ― was one of those friends. and carrie seemed to be the type that had been on a horse before or at least would want to.

it had taken reggie a few days to finally get the courage to talk to her. “have you ever been horseback riding? do you maybe want to go? with me. i just um… want to get to know you.”

       //. @candiheart​  said:  🏇

[candiheart]

               honestly, carrie thought this whole situation was sort of adorable, in its own way. kayle had been blushing hard at the end of julie’s little performance, and it was obvious it wasn’t her ex-best friend causing that sort of reaction from the purple girl. that said, she’d hold no ill will towards these guys, these members of her so-called ‘hologram band’. julie didn’t even draw hatred from carrie at this point if she’s honest, more like frustration, and well, though she’d never admit as much, jealousy... 

               “ of course! my dad sent me to this summer camp one year and it was a great time, i did a ton of dancing, obviously, but we got to ride the horses, swim in the lake, that sort of thing ! ” she soon enough realizes she’s rambling, gosh carrie, get control of yourself. “ i’d love to go with you. you been before ? wait- of course you have, you wouldn’t have asked otherwise ” if she wasn’t intrigued by him and finding his intentions, perhaps she wouldn’t be quite so friendly, but she’s still a tad flippant with all her words, as though she doesn’t care as much as she does deep down. it’s not easy to get carrie wilson warm and open, but maybe with some time, he’ll have her trust. 

[candiheart]

(( hc 005 / ??? ))

i watched pitch perfect (well, the second half) the other night and it’s absolutely one of carrie’s absolute favorite movie series. it deserves a fourth movie or a spinoff tv show with emily and her new barden bellas as far as this girl is concerned. her nonna went with her to the movies a lot, so often she was the one who shared carrie’s popcorn, and encouraged her to get a little extra treat to go with it. yes, it’s a very cheesy group of movies, but they’ve gotten her through some tough times in her life, plus when the dirty candy girls have movie nights, she can quote almost every word.