&&. BABY DADDY

do you ever MISS YOURSELF? the PERSON you were BEFORE your FIRST HEARTBREAK or BEFORE you got BETRAYED by a person you TRUSTED

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winvnas:

    the brunette looked over at him before nodding warily. ‘ hello to you too. how’s the jogging going ? ‘ pleasantries were not her favourite. but maybe they’d get him to move faster. ‘ – can you scoot a bit to the left, please ? ‘

“it was going pretty well.” charlie replied, “oh, uh, yeah i can.” he scooted over to the left. “sorry i didn’t mean to block your sun i just wanted to come over and see how you were doing.”

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lenncxs:

❝ CHARLIE. ❞lennox beams at the boy, having not seen him in a few days ( or at least not since the incident ). she gestures for him to pass her into her apartment with a small smile that she tries to shake the sleep off with.  ❝ no, just come in. it’s fine. ❞

“i can come back later.” charlie insisted, although the brightness of her smile somehow drew him past the entrance of her apartment. as he entered, the small pain in his gut return as he remembered the real reason he had come to see her. “i actually needed to talk to you about something. though i kind of need to talk to friend—lennox. not uh, previously kissed— lennox.” he felt like he was pacing the room, though his feet were planted to the floorboards. “first off i would just like to mention that i really like you. because what i’m going to say next might sound.. bad; but i am telling you because i want to be honest with you. and i hope that after this you won’t hate me.”

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zephyrapce:

“ you never used to mind when i eyed you before, you were still classy back then too. ” she playfully rolled her eyes, as she her hands worked their magic on her coffee machine, over the past months she had lived off of mainly coffee and toast not being home as often as she’d like to be able to really cook in her kitchen, and if she ever needed a bigger meal that just toast she could always grab something from the restaurant. it was a huge contrast to how this were when she stayed with her parents, not that she paid it any real mind, it was a passing thought that would occasionally pop into her head. “ - and black coffee doesn’t taste weird, it’s just a little more bitter than coffee with milk. ” she reached up, standing on the tips of her toes for two mugs, cursing at herself for having put them so high in the first place. zephyra had almost tipped over as she finally curled her fingers around the edges of two mugs and pulled them down. “ i never expected you to call me - it was a nice surprise, anyone else would have forgotten about me. ”

charlie took the coffee from her hand, allowing the warmth to partially ease him from his drunken state.“well i wouldn’t let myself be one of those guys who just sleeps around. besides, we had a fun night. most exciting night of my whole high school career.” the night the two had met, most young men would have just left without the night turning into anything. but charlie had never been that kind of guy, he was a commitment. nothing was ever meaningless, or just for fun. when he did things, for the most part, they meant something. even this drunken mistake might have meant just a little something. he looked up from the brown color of the liquid inside his mug, “yeah i still think it’s weird. black coffee is like.. i don’t know what it’s like but it’s not very good and smells weird. i mean without milk it’s just like crunched up beans and water really. just disgusting.” he preferred his coffee to be more like hot chocolate than actual coffee. it tasted better with flavorings, milk, or at least sugar. without any of the added benefits of coffee it tasted too bland. “do you like black coffee?”

[vcnitys]

lennox had barely made it onto her couch after a long, GRUELING day at work she’d been half-asleep and hardly caffeinated, only thinking it was appropriate to take a short nap on the couch when she got home. however, she’d barely made it to the pillow before the sound of a k n o c k at her door got her groaning and up from her seat. ❝ oh, HI. ❞ she greets with a gentle yawn an small smile as she opens the door to see someone standing there.  ❝ what can i do for you? ❞

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“hi.” charlie greeted as the door opened, “i was just coming by to see if you were going out.. but from the sound of it you were sleeping.. and i woke you up. so i’ll just head back over to my place and leave you to your napping. just, uh, text me or whatever when you wake up again.”

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     the beach was peaceful & the pier had found a companion in winona de marco, who was perched at the end of it, her slim legs dangling over the edge as she flicked bread crumbs into the water. she could have walked around, she supposed, but seaglass beach was meant to be admired not browsed. her brown hues flicked upwards as someone moved into her tanning light & her mouth turned down in annoyance. ‘ can i help you ? ‘

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charlie had been going for a run on the beach, he had always found that running helped make him feel better no matter what the issue. though this time it seemed to be just growing his frustrations. with his music playing and his feet hitting the ground in a steady beat with the toons from his buds, he noticed winona de marco lying on the beach. he trotted out of his path a few steps and went to greet her. only to be welcomed with annoyance. “uh, i just wanted to say hi?”

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arielle had just finished a long shift at the hospital and was trudging her way to her car when she literally ran into somebody and dropped the overflowing folder she was cradling, “oh shit -” she bent over and started to pick it up, “i should have watched where i was going -”

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“oh no it’s my fault.” charlie apologized, bending down to pick up the papers he had partially caused her to drop. “i was not really paying attention well. so what are all these papers for?”

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“ did you drive here, charlie? ” curiosity getting the better of her as she grew to worry over her ex-better half. her eyes running up and down his body, trying to see if she could make-out an outline for his keys. “ oh my god - ” she shook her head, watching him struggle to not only get her door open, but to make his way to her kitchen. zephyra was left dumbfound as to what to do about him, following him instead to her guest room door. “ charlie come back to the living room, i’ll find the kitchen and make you some coffee. ” she placed her hand upon his arm, lightly tugging him to come back through the way he had gone, her stomach tightening as he professed his need for her - even if it was just because he was intoxicated. “ i still think you should spend the night, i wouldn’t feel good about sending you off in the night. what if something happened to you? ” she didn’t dare look at him as she spoke, showing him the way back to the living room and towards her kitchen. “ you want milk with your coffee or do you take it black? ” as she began the process of making him coffee, she laughed. “ do you remember when id get tipsy at a party and i’d cry in your car because i didnt want my parents to see me like that ? i’d practically beg you to let me spend the night with you. ”

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“nah,” he had a car to drive around in, but the town he lived in was so small it was easier to walk from one place to another than waste gas driving two minutes down the street. “hey, stop eyeing me up. i am a classy man.” charlie, although somewhat resisting, followed along with the tug of her hand. finding his way back into the the room he had been trying to leave not even five minutes earlier. he stumbled his way back onto the couch, “okay well i guess i can sleepover. but in the morning i have to leave.” after feeling the slight bounce of the couch, charlie found himself bouncing lightly up and down as zephyra went into the kitchen. “i like milk in my coffee. make sure there’s a lot of it. black coffee tastes weird.” hearing her speak of the past almost left him feeling sober. it was something he tried not to think about because it always left him feeling sad. the times he used to have with her were left in the past and charlie rarely brought them up to anyone. even in his own my he would try to block them out. “yeah.. “ he sighed, “i remember meeting you at a party. we were both drunk off our ass, but i still somehow remembered to sharpie your number on my hand so i wouldn’t forget to call you.” he laughed, shaking his head at the thought of the good days.

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❛ so does that mean that my chance is still on the table? ❜ her tone was a hopefully one, she kept reminding herself that drunk words were normally sober thoughts. she was beginning to convince herself that his words were truthful even if she would later take each of them back. she giggled as he grew more energetic. it was easy for her to feel comfortable around him, it brought a sense of nostalgia forward, reminding her of all the days she used to spend with him, and just how quickly she had fallen head over heels in love. he had been a very positive and healthy influence in her life, even coming through for her when she least expected it. ❛or b for bonaventura? i could get a b too. we’d have matching tattoo. ❜ watching him try to stand up, only to stand up herself on take his hand. ❛ you wanna lay in my bed for a little bit, handsome? you can go get your tattoo when you’re in a better state of mind. i could even lay next to you if you want, run my fingers through you hair for a little bit ❜ zephyra wasn’t sure if she was trying to convince him or herself, regardless she hoped he’d accept. over the past few years one of the things she had missed the most was his warmth beside her bed.

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“oh no i should really be going.” charlie started zig-zagging his way through her living room; trying his hardest to make it to the door. though once arriving at the door, he had some trouble figuring out how the doorknob worked. did he turn it to the left or to the right? after not being able to decide which way to turn it he came up with another plan. “okay i need some help. i don’t think i can open this door.” he leaned his body up against it, if he couldn’t open a door there was no way he was going to be able to find his way home. he was unsure of how he found his way to her house in the first place.  “i will stay, and have some co-ffee.. and then off to home i will go.” he started walking, or more falling down a random hallway in her home trying to find his way to the kitchen. “zephyra i’m lost.” charlie slurred, finding his way to another door that he could not seem to work. “you know i think there’s something wrong with your doors. i can work mine just fine.” the hallway was dark, and charlie was just trying to find the kitchen. a part of him wished he drank more, and could handle himself in these kinds of situations. another wished he hadn’t had that much to begin with. meaning he would have never came to her house in this state. “zeph,” he whined as he pushed on the unopened door. “zephyra, i need you. where’s the kitchen.” 

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mix tape

VOODOO—  NICK JONAS

LEAVE ME LONELY— ARIANA GRANDE

I HATE YOU, I LOVE YOU— GNASH FT. OLIVIA O’BRIEN 

I’M OVER YOU— BRYAN JAMES

NICOTINE— PANIC! AT THE DISCO 

VOODOO—  you got me too attached, keep me comin’ right back

LEAVE ME LONELY—  ‘cause if you’re gonna love me and leave me hanging here then I’d rather you leave me lonely //  and as much as I want you to stay

I HATE YOU, I LOVE YOU—  but I still can’t seem to tell you why it hurts me every time I see you // realize how much I need you

I’M OVER YOU—  after everything you’ve put me through you’d think I was insane //  so take those lies that you told me and try them out on someone new

NICOTINE— I taste you on my lips and I can’t get rid of you // so I say damn your kiss and the awful things you do you’re worse than nicotine

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what do you miss most about zephyra?

“her hands. okay, and i know that sounds weird but let me explain myself. i liked holding her hands a lot when we were together. i mean my hometown was small, and most of the things we did were social. she was always more of the talker than i was so she would tug on my hand and pull me to wherever she wanted to go. we held hands whereever we went together; and it sort of reminded everyone else we were together in case they got any ideas. sometimes she would sort of just touch my arm, or like touch my cheek.. i don’t know i liked her hands, like slight contact.. pda? might still be weird but it’s what i miss the most.” 

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if you could alter one event in your life what would it be?

“probably punching jude, there was really no point to it. i mean in all reality it doesn’t mattet that he’s sleeping with the mother of my child, or that he kissed lennox that night i was just being sort of.. well, bitter. but i can’t really change anything so oh well.”

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what do you like most about Lennox?

“her kindness. she has such a big heart and just shares it with everyone around her. it’s almost impossible not to like her. i like her eyes too. they reminded me of the ocean, and that’s kind of cheesy to say about blue eyes but it’s like the color you want the ocean to be. like the clear, clean, relaxing kind of blue. I just like them a lot.”

[justrpmemesandmusings]

send “mix tape” for my muse to make a list of 5 songs that they think explain how they feel for your muse

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part of her knew that the conversation was steering into the wrong direction, instead of repeating her word out excuses she simply shook her head. ❛ im not seeing, jude. occasionally i get an itch and he scratches it, or he gets an itch and i’ll scratch and then occasionally when we fighting he’ll keep me company so that i’m not lonely. i don’t really know anyone here. ❜ she took a deep breath before continuing to speak. ❛ i it’s not fair for you to take my chance off the table, especially if i wasn’t even aware i still had one. i thought you hated me. ❜ zephra covered her mouth, trying to mask the giggle that would surely erupt. ❛ why a giraffe, hm? why not something eith a little more meaning? like the letter B. ❜ zephyrea reached out for his arm, wondering if he’d actually allow her to touch him. ❛ you could do it in a really fancy scrip and have it on your arm to show off when you want to. ❜ she was grinnig from ear to ear about her own suggestion, she had considered getting the B herself - though she never had to courage to deal with the supposed pain that came along with it.

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“i could never hate you. i loved you once. i doubt it’ll ever go away.” charlie confessed; there was something sober about the words he was speaking, everyone else had seen how he felt towards her expect himself. why else would be be upset that she was seeing someone else. he had no closure, she left without a goodbye. a part of him still felt like the teenage boy that had sat in his room for days after her departure. he still loved her; he just wasn’t sure if he wanted to. “ah b. like bat, or baseball, or brownies. or bugs or bunny, or bugs bunny. oh or bella. bella would be a good one. or for baker! ha, be would be pretty good for a few things. maybe i should go get one. do you think i could get someone to do that now? or do you think they’re sleeping? what time do tattoo-y people go to bed? like eleven thirty? i mean that’s kind of late but maybe they will make an ex.. they’ll wake up for me probably if i ask nicely. maybe i could have them do it tomorrow.. but maybe i won’t want one tomorrow. probably should just do it tonight.” charlie tried to stand up off the couch, but when he did his head swirled and his body kind of swayed like he was at a rave. “well i feel a little funky. i MIGHT have had a little too much to drink at the bar. damn you bar.” 

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Text ✉️ Little Bitch (charlie)

Jude: well when you run into me then start screaming at me like i did something wrong, then yeah, i will get angry.

Jude: you are fucking ridiculous.

Jude: making me regret stopping more and more, baker. you should have walked away with a lot more than a bruised jaw.

Charlie: well then i did my job right.

Charlie: eh maybe so, or maybe you are.

Charlie: what made you stop then hm? i'm not going anywhere? fight me if you want, i could care less.