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☾ — these violent delights have violent ends and in their triumph die, like fire and powder. jess ; private, indie rp.

[cobaltjanes]

callowaylilys‌:

ryke turned to look at her slightly, eyeing her carefully.  anyone else would have guessed they were dating, nothing out of the ordinary but no one really understood their relationship. they rarely did, but they went about it anyway. their daily routine of back and forths and overly co - dependent on each other for support – or rather, what they considered to be co-dependency.  “and miss class, sophie?” he questioned, eyebrow arched. truth be told, he didn’t care. not in the slightest. sophie’s offer? that was tempting. he eyed her up and down. what would make sophie roberts squirm today? obviously, not accepting her offer would be one. 

“tempting, but no thanks,” he gave her a smile, a forced one but he tried nonetheless. the memory of her sucking his frat brothers dick still fresh in his memories. she could do whatever the fuck she wanted – as long as he didn’t see it or hear it.   worth your while, did she always have to make it sound like that? like she was some cheap slut out on the street? ‘100 dollars for head and i’ll make it worth your while,’ he had never paid for sex, but he sure had heard stories. some of them were probably from sophie herself, he couldn’t recall. probably so drunk he passed out when she told him or whoever told him.  ryke’s face tuned back to face the professor. he almost looked focused, like he was listening. ryke hale was a hell of a liar. the young man brought his thermos to his lips again, adjusting himself up just slightly, his free hand finding sophie’s lap. the young man rubbed on it gently, gradually going up each time until finding the spot he knew full well that she wanted him to touch. ryke looked at her, blue eyes meeting blue, a knowing smirk on his lips. “how about we just stay here..” he spoke just low enough for her to hear.

instantly, sophie felt her hips rise from her seat to meet ryke’s hand — it was involuntarily, really. if she could control herself, she would.. it wasn’t like she enjoyed him having this sort of power over her. if anything, it made the dynamite between them lean in his favour more often than it did hers but there was simply nothing she could do about it. like alcohol was for him, sex was soph’s vice. her drug of choice.  it had been this way for as long as she could remember.. thirteen or fourteen. she had urges— undeniable at the best of times, down right tortuous at the worst. the only person who had any inkling of what she she dealt with was ryke.. it was part of their deal, a blood oath of sorts — — i keep your secret, you keep mine. it was the lies that kept them together, that and maybe a little something more neither of them were ready to face just yet.

“don’t tease,” she hissed, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. it wasn’t fair, not after last night — and so sophie decided to level the playing field, as she grinded herself against his hand, she reached for his thermos, yanking if from his grip easily considering he hadn’t been expecting it. “how about i finish this coffee—“ she knew it wasn’t coffee. it was never coffee when it came to ryke hale but she was the only one who knew that. he did a damn good job keeping his private life, private. “—off for you then, you’ve had enough.. right?” she brought the thermos to her lips, pausing as an brow arched, awaiting his response.

[cobaltjanes]

ginnysgardners‌:

he hadn’t had time to react, his hands were at his sides completely stunned for a few minutes  —- only for the shock to wear off and once it did? well james found himself kissing back, one of his arms snaking around her waist, as his hand came to gently rest on her face. this was a scene he’d imagined a million and one times probably even more. he was confused, completely thrown but would he let that feeling stop him from enjoying it? no, of course not. things with the brunette in his arms, were never ordinary and he’d spent so many years just attempting to keep up with her.  because he did, he did chase after her and this kiss just confirmed what he already knew, he would chase after her forever. 

oh god… 

and that’s when he pulled away, shaking his head, the boy ran his hands through his hair. “ no, no, no, no… “ he stuttered through the no’s, hazel eyes looking everywhere but at the beautiful brunette who regardless of how long it had been, still took his breath away. “ no. “ he told her again, taking in a sharp breath before he took a few steps towards her. “ i have a girlfriend. “ he began, unsure of where or how he was going to have this conversation. “ and you’re… “ what was he going to say? my dream? no that was too cheesy even for him. but it wasn’t a lie, she was in fact, exactly that: the girl if his dreams. one that he thought was unattainable because that was just the law of the universe. “ and when you turned me down… ellie.. “ his expression was now pained, regardless of the fact that she’d just made one of his wildest dreams a reality. 

she was here, telling him what he’d wanted to hear from the moment he realized he loved her, and now he was going to turn her away? was he insane?!?!

“ and when you did… “ his words failed him, because here he was pulling her towards him again and letting his lips crash against hers. forgetting the fact that a girl was waiting for him outside, or anything else for that matter. because everything melted away when he was with her, nothing mattered, nothing ever would. 

“ have mercy on me won’t you? you’re going to be the death of me. “ 

for a second — and just for a second, eloise thought maybe james was going to reject her.. and honestly? even the idea alone was enough to make her want to jump out a twentieth floor window. she would never live down the shame of being turned down by a man like him, never be able to forgive herself for getting into this mess in the first place but then, out of nowhere, he was kissing her again— this time with much more force and a sense of urgency that told her almost instantly that she had won.. she had nothing to worry about.

a giant smile instantly took over her features— and not a smirk, like she usually rocked. no, this was an embarrassing cheesy grin spanning from one cheek to the other. ellie chuckled against his lips, pulling away slightly as she climbed into his lap, her knees now resting on either side of his hips on top of the bed. her lips found his again, her teeth playfully nippling against his.

“mercy?” she laughed, shaking her head between kisses. her hands around his neck, her fingers tangled in the ends of his hair. now this she could get used too. “oh jamesy,” she mused. “i’m going to ruin your life.”

and she was. she was going to ruin him for every other woman out there, when she was done with him tonight, no one else would compare to her— she was damn sure and the first person she was going to make him forget? that dumb bitch still waiting outside his door.

eloise pulled away again, this time tugging the straps of her tiny dress off her shoulder, exposing her bare chest. she threw her head back, arching her back and in the process, shoving her breasts towards james.

“I want you to touch me, James.” She whispered, her smile still present. “and I don’t really care if that girl,” she rolled her eyes. “outside hears of but if you want to get rid of her.. now would be the time.”

[cobaltjanes]

callowaylilys‌:

sleeping in the middle of economics had become a constant, his head lulling back as the professor went off about . whatever numbers he was talking about right now. he was suppose to learn this, he was suppose take over his dad’s car wash and make it a bigger business and yet, he couldn’t bring himself to care. not even a little bit. not even in the slightest. ryke took a sip from his thermos, anyone, (okay, not anyone but rather those close to him. okay, one person. ) would know that inside that thermos hid a brown liquid that was far from anything that resembled coffee. ryke sat up, having heard everyone else laugh at whatever un-funny thing his professor said. his eyebrow rose. coming to class was such a horrid idea. hearing his name be called, the young man looked up. “i have no idea what’s going on, so i’m probably the wrong person to ask whatever you’re going to ask.” 

sophie sat outside ryke’s business class, her back against the cold wall of their university’s economics building— most of her days played out in this fashion. even though neither student could admit what they meant to each other, and often downplayed their relationship to nothing more than a body to use for their own sexual desires, they still acted in a way which read ‘couple’ to the world around them. was it completely off based? who was to say. both ryke and sophie were incredibly flawed and damaged human beings, struggling with their own demons on a daily bases — it was probably for the best they kept the word ‘relationship’ out of their vocabulary.

upon hearing ryke’s name called upon, and his answer soon there after, soph chuckled to herself. typical ryke, probably sleeping before his dreams were so rudely interrupted. pushing herself up off the ground, she snuck into the lecture hall and carefully made her way towards the back, where he always sat. she slid into the seat beside him, a big smile on her face. “i’m here to rescue you,” she whispered, her lips dangerously close to his ear as she spoke. she was already on edge, having been rudely interrupted  in a manner quite similar to how ryke’s nap had been moments before last night -- apparently blowing guys in ryke’s room was okay but when it came to be her turn, he had a problem with it, and so she was left unsatisfied (he could have finished her off himself but he said that it would’ve been too easy.. again, rude), it was time for him to pay up. “come on, no one will miss you and i promise to make it worth your while.”

maybe this little rescue mission was as much for her as it was for him but hey — that was part of their deal. mutual benefits.. or destruction. it all just depended on how you looked at it.

[cobaltjanes]

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[riverdalecentral]

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camimendes via Instagram Stories (07/12/18)

‘awesome, well I’m in, I’m down to do it’

[cobaltjanes]

it didn’t take amelia long to get to the hospital. from the moment she heard the crash during their phone call, she knew. it was bad. it wasn’t going to get better. there was nothing she could do about it. all she had said to jason on the phone only moments before the crash were pointless now — sitting by the side of his bed, looking down at his lifeless body, she wasn’t sure if she was ever going to hear his response. she wasn’t sure she was ever going to hear his voice again. and that, was the scariest thought she’d ever had in her life.

this moment? it was safe to say it was one she’d never forget, it would haunt her dreams for years to come.

the doctors told her to hold out hope-- they told her people had come back from worse. of course, she knew they said that to everyone. that’s what they had said when the tables were reversed and jason was waiting for her to wake up from her coma, over a year ago. but what they didn’t tell you was the chances were slim, if that. she had heard them talking before she arrived, while she had been lurking in the doorway, away from their prying eyes. it’ll be a miracle if he makes it through the night. the family really do need to prepare themselves for the worst. 

she’d never heard anything as utterly heartbreaking before. 

with tears in her eyes she looked down at him, she held his hand tightly with her own-- now in his room alone, left to make peace with her newfound reality. “oh jason,” she sobbed. words failed her. what could she say? the only man she had ever loved, the only man who would ever meant anything, was moments away from death. there was no way she could have prepared for this— no way to prepare herself for a world without jason ford but then again, amelia knew there was no world without him.. not a world she could live in anyway. if he was gone, so was she.. there was just no getting around that.

letting go of jason’s hand, mia began to pace his small hospital room; wiping her tears on the sleeve of her sweater. in confusion, she looked towards the ceiling, her head shaking. “hasn’t he been through enough?” she questioned, her voice breaking with every word. she wasn’t sure who she was talking to exactly.. god maybe, the universe? anyone who was out there listening, she decided. anyone who could help her. “hasn’t he suffered enough? he’s a good man! the best! the very best, damn it! he puts everyone before himself! he always had and this is how you repay him?” she was yelling now, anger oozing from her every pore. “he was out looking for me! he was distracted by me! this is all my fault! i’m the reason he’s here, how is that fair? i’m always making his life harder! i know, i see it now, okay! i get it! i swear, i swear on everything i believe in.. on my children, on my sister.. if you just bring him back, if you just spare him.. i’ll leave him alone, i won’t ever make his life harder again. i see it now, we can’t be together and i promise, i swear! if he makes it, i’ll leave him alone. just..” mia begged. “just please save him, please. please.”

she turned back to his bed, taking his hand once more. collapsing on the chair a nurse had wheeled in, she finally allowed herself to cry, her head resting against his chest— rising with each breathe the machines took for him, the only sign of life left on him. “please,” she continued to whisper over and over again. “please, please.”

[cobaltjanes]

@thejudebaker: i saw some wild shit today, let me tell ya' peeps

@thejudebaker: i was just mindin my own business and shit, grabbing a smoothie to rehydrate #healthylife.. low and behold, my eyes witnessed A SIGHT

@thejudebaker: at first i thought i was daydreaming and shit, watching myself make out with little miss clean teen herself cause imma be real, it happens sometimes in my sex dreams.....

@thejudebaker: BUT NAH, IT WAS MY BROTHER! MY FLESH AND BLOOD! @DAVBAKER AND @PENNYLANE

@thejudebaker: moral of the story? baker brothers always get the job done and the clean teens need a new captain

@thejudebaker: i volunteer @natevans, she could teach 'em a thing or two.. some oral skills maybe, the girl is a magician with that mouth of hers and it don't count unless there's penetration #lifelessons

[callowaylilys]

superbowl sunday thread ||

[cobaltjanes]

callowaylilys‌:

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ginnysgardners·:

            super-bowl sunday with the fam, what could possibly go wrong? the answer to that question was a lot — for some reason or another, the younger generation together in one room always proved to be dangerous but that was besides the point. yes he was excited for the game, after all how couldn’t he be? he’d gone off on i’d dump both logan and cj if aaron blake asked me to rants for forever. the reminder that this night had been the ‘ official ‘ start of his relationship with j.j. did linger in the back of his mind, now here they were a year later broken up, with his career and hers better than ever which was in his opinion for the best. it wasn’t like he’d rushed on over and asked maddie to be his girlfriend, not that he could they could barely carry on a normal conversation without arguing anyway. “ PATRIOTS!” the blonde yelled as he walked into the bar, lightly kicking logan in the shin, before he playfully rolled his eyes. “ all right there california tone it down.” he added as he waved at his now cousin to be, before his eyes landed on the younger crowd, instantly looking for his sister. “ nice jersey squirt. “ he added as he ruffled sawyer’s hair and chuckled as his seat.

               ‘ who’s playing again? ‘ he’d asked his father the question over and over again during the days leading up to the event, simply because he wanted to get a rise out of his old man. however now that he had arrived and he looked around at the different colored jersey’s he realized he really didn’t know who was playing. not that it mattered he was here to watch the other show, the soap-opera known as their lives and besides he’d seen the davis kid around his sister way too often, so figuring out what that was about? what better way than to start here. trailing in behind them, the young man laughed under his breath as he watched his sister instantly let go of the baker twin’s hand. he’d make fun of her for that later. “ subtle sis.. “ he replied as he nudged her, taking his seat far enough away as to not third-wheel on what he could now only assume was a group date. “ anyone ordered food yet? “ yes, that was his way of saying hello, instantly he reached for a basket of fries in the middle of the table and pulled it towards himself. happy tummy, happy mind — or something like that. 

           secretly doing things had never been davis style, in fact it was quite the opposite the baker boy couldn’t tell a lie to save his life. it was the reason why he skipped out on what his brother was doing half the time — he had to for his sanity’s sake. still the happy and why not say it smug feeling of being able to hold hands with the prettiest girl in the room wasn’t something he could hide very well but he’d try. he liked the idea of having things be theirs for a little while, because after it was out in the open it would become everyone’s business as things usually did when it came to their lives. coughing awkwardly as he heard drew’s comment, the boy rolled his eyes at his brother before leaning forward and pressing a kiss on his god sister’s cheek. “ i think she looks great, best jersey in the house. “ he complimented her with a smile, before his eyes landed on laney’s a light blush rising to his cheeks before he groaned as he heard his brother talk. “ shut up jude. “ he interjected, with a roll of his eyes. “ or you’ll end up in the pool. “

            matching jersey’s and a baby, things really had changed since last year and the youngest evans couldn’t find it in herself to complain. her boys were the most important part of her life —  and so after fussing with her for twenty minutes, she’d finally made it.heading over to the bar, she pressed a kiss on her boyfriend’s cheek, before looking over at casey and smiling. she’d grilled the girl for hours on end, asking if she was sure she was a lesbian. for no particular reason other than well a girl had to know right? sure she’d go with that. a light frown formed on her features as she spotted logan and mick and lily and nathan. that picture was still wrong, truly she had to do EVERYTHING around here. not that it lasted long because her attention then focused on her son, who was on his god mother’s lap. instantly reaching over, natalie scooped him up and pressed a kiss to his nose. “ who’s the most handsome boy in the room? “ she cooed, as she comfortably placed the baby on her lap, bouncing her legs as he giggled. watching as dionne walked by, the girl stuck her foot out, pretending to be too distracted by the baby, only to laugh and loudly as the brunette tripped over her. “ if only we could make CERTAIN people disappear.  “ she mumbled in sawyer’s direction, before narrowing her eyes at jude. “ keep the satan juice away, from my kid. “ she warned with a stern finger. “ he’s pure. “ she added, as she squeezed the baby in her arms lightly. 

             she’d noticed something was wrong with lily the second she’d seen her but dionne wasn’t one to push so instead she offered up the idea of going to see the game. which yes was strange, but there would be people there, crazy people but people. not to mention the fact that dionne enjoyed exploring the mathematics behind the football plays not that anyone other than nathan cared to listen but  — they had always been the definition of making their own fun personified. and all right, she wanted to see casey, but that was as far as she knew a well kept secret or not. as soon as lily spotted the brunette, dionne bit her bottom lip and blushed god was she pretty. “ she’s busy… “ she clumsily mumbled, but sighed as she got a look from her brother and so she nodded. ignoring the rest of the table, only to stumble as someone stuck out her foot, a loud chuckle coming from natalie as dionne growled under her breath. the youngest evans was going to murder her some day, she was sure of it. “ hey you. “ she greeted casey, as she took a seat across from where she was working, in order to see her better. “ long night? “ 

“alright, if you’re rooting for the rams you need to sit yourself on the other side of the room. i don’t make the rules,” lydia’s voice, in all of its plummy nature, remarked as she neared the already large group. the scott girl donned a “BLAKE” patriots jersery that tied at the waste, hitting a bit above some dark denim shorts. on top of the merch, two black stripes had been painted on under her eyes and her dark locks cascade around her shoulders and back in perfect waves. it was clear—lydia scott had come out in full force today. she wasn’t playing. sure, jamie was the one everyone pegged as the sports buff (which, frankly, the little sister often considered sexist), but she was just as involved and into it as he was. she lived for days like today, when everyone could get together, watch a game, and give each-other shit with absolutely no repercussions. it really was her scene. that is, if you didn’t count last year’s super bowl—which was the exact reason she’d invited cameron, but made sure not to force the idea. she’d blame no one if last year’s “celebration” put a sour taste in their mouth. “scoot over, babes,” the girl not-quite-asked as she took a seat near sawyer, laney, and natalie. “what’ve i missed?”

athena couldn’t give a flying fuck about the game. she hadn’t last year, and she especially wasn’t going to attempt to give a shit this year. there were other priorities in the room at the moment. like the drinks and the small infant who she still thought looked like cabbage and had forever been calling it that. her hands smushed the kid’s cheeks, the only sign of affection that could possibly be allowed. last time she did so without washing her hands, thea ended up with bite marks from her favorite family member. and it wasn’t the child. “if anyone wants to pay for my food for the next week, i’ll put $200 on the team with the blue in their uniforms.” oh, the blonde thought she was as clever as always. she knew both teams wore blue and there was a 25% chance someone in the group might agree to the bet. then again, there were more assholes that would ruin it for her. looking around, her brows furrowed. “okay what kind of establishment doesn’t give unlimited fries and unlimited drinks? i’m starting a riot.” she joked, sort of.

Chuck had every intention of skipping the superbowl party this year. last year he had unfortunately began a flirtation with the devil herself, maddison, and that had gotten him nowhere but angry. he hadn’t talked to most of the people in the bar in weeks. parts of him felt embarassed by some of his words but the bigger part of him still stood by what he said. walking in and spotting the huge group he once considered family, made him take a deep breath. Chuck would never be the bigger person but part of him missed the group of weirdos that was half made up of kids and half made up of adults wishing they could still get away with being kids. “let me get a beer” he asked  a random bartender, still not quite ready to do this. It was tradition, but still, he wasn’t up for it like normal. He slyly glanced around the group, trying not to seek out his former best friend’s face but going there anyway. Sipping on his beer he made his way to the group thinking of what to say. He opened his mouth to say something when his eyes caught an image on the TV…”JJ” he stated, already feeling angry eyes on him for bringing her up for what seemed like no reason. he quickly squashed that by pointing to the TV, “No shit…she’s at the fucking superbowl singing“ there was shock and awe on his features. maybe this night wouldn’t be so terrible.

sawyer sighed, squinting at laney, “die!” she teased, before nudging her slightly as she smiled at the kiss davis pressed on her cheek. “i didn’t know!” she groaned, “how was i suppose to know there’s two different aarons?! besides, he’s right. i do like good.”  she shrugged, only to then roll up her hands into fists as she shook it at jamie after he ruffled her hair. “damn you, scott! you’ll rue the day!” the blonde groaned, only to immediately after take the glass from jude. “wait, why are we sneaking into places?” she asked, looking towards davis, an eyebrow raised as she took a small swig from the beer, emphasizing a “spill the tea” moment. her nose scrunched, handing the glass back to jude, shushing him as she did so. “leave her alone. she’s right, i mean it gets you bloated, you’re burping it up and then once you start peeing, you can never stop!” none of them were really big drinkers, hell, the first college party she went to they made her take a shot and right after that shot, she called jude to come pick her up because she was dizzy. light weight, he’d call her and he was right. ares rolled his eyes at sawyer, they just didn’t know. this was what was different between them and his sister and him, the rest of his cousins were so coddled and overly protected by their parents.  “beer is america’s favorite past time,” he nodded, “but so are shots.” ares pulled a waiter aside, handing him a twenty so that he didn’t tell cj he was ordering shots for the whole table (he’d figure it out but, for now? he’d have his fun). “henny shots. 20.”  sawyer’s eyes widened, looking towards lydia as she scooted over and made space for the brunette. “10 dollars someone ends up puking tonight…another $10 it’s mick.. and another $20 on athena trying to dip on the bill.” the blonde whispered toward’s lydia, laney and natalie. “i’ll bet on that last one!” ares shouted, smiling as he saw the shots heading to their table, while also knowing that he didn’t have the money to pay for the 20 shots of henny he just ordered.    

nathan walked in with lily, his arms draped across her shoulders, sporting a leo tate jersey – only played two seasons but till this day nathan was sure he’d be the best player along with blake –  as he kept her close until finally they spotted their table. unfortunately for him, theirtable also meant logan’s table and he was incredibly aware of how logan’s eyes followed lily, aware of how he looked up even when she spoke out to dionne. “hey, logan,” nathan called out as he took a seat in the booth,  if he was so in love and so ready to marry his fiancé, then why pay so much attention to his girlfriend? “who’d you put money on tonight?” he would play, he would play whatever game logan wanted him to play if it meant he stayed away from his relationship. he and lily had just celebrated one year – even if it wasn’t exactly that. this moment last year, he chased after her and he hadn’t regretted it since. this was the moment everything changed, and she noticed him, she finally noticed him and since then, she started giving him the chance he needed. he loved her, he wanted to do everything for her. he’d take her to go see phantom of the opera as many times as he could. there was no way logan even measured up to him, did he? at least, that’s what dionne made him believe.  quite frankly, nathan didn’t like this, the jealousy, the overthinking. is this what came with relationships? or is this what came when you dated someone in such a small town? instead of sulking in his thoughts, nathan chose to push the thoughts away, ordering a glass of wine for both him and lily. “logan?” nathan questioned, having waited for the man to answer.

logan had to fight to take his eyes away from lily, his attention only being brought over to nathan when he called out him. “hmm?” he asked, missing the question, but having heard his name. “he said who’d you put money on today, babe. where’s your head at?” mick questioned, eyebrow’s furrowing as she passed a hand through logans’ hair.  

“real doesn’t his hair look sexy pushed back moment, we having?” madison chimed in, having walked through the door unnoticed. “oh, hey nate’s cousin,” she smiled, pressing a kiss on lily’s cheek before wrapping her arms around her from the back. that was a straight shot toward’s logan, who was now laughing and talking to jamie. of course, lily had told her. of course, she was going to be upset about it. lily deserved every chance at happiness and she was sure that nathan was that for her. you don’t hurt someone you love the way logan was hurting lily.  the brunette watched as shots got delivered to the table, amazed that cj was allowing for that to happen but one look over at him and she knew exactly why that didn’t happen.  he was in deep gaze at his girlfriend and son, even where he stood from all the way at the bar.  “shots?” she questioned, eyebrow raised, eyes scanning the table to see who ordered, before finally landing on ares who was waving. “ooo fun, should we take a shot every time logan addresses lily as nathan’s cousin, or is he actually saying her name today?” she cleared her throat, “hey, mick – he did tell you right? lily’s his ex girlfriend.” she was going to speak and say what lily couldn’t, it was always like that. besides, she had also had enough of the men – more so boys – diminishing and destroying anything of what was left of their friendship or relationship.   “whoop there it is…” cj called out from the bar, signaling over to casey to take over from her as he walked towards the table. the young man pressed a kiss on his girlfriend’s forehead, acting very nonchalant as he picked up his son from his girlfriend’s lap (he even ignored the alcohol), his friend wasn’t going down like this – regardless of how in the wrong he was. nathan, on the other hand, cleared his throat. “well, it’s about time someone said it. why hide something if you’re so over her?”

cj shook his head, before letting out a deep breath.  “not here, guys. not in front of the kid. it’s superbowl night. can’t we just have a good one?” he questioned, leaning in towards natalie before wrapping an arm around her.  logan glanced towards  lily, shaking his head, the look on his face apologetic.  last time this happened, he landed in the pool. this exact same way because someone said something they shouldn’t have – and again, it was maddie. god, sometimes. sometimes he wanted her to just shut the fuck up. “yeah,” he cleared his throat, “she’s my ex-girlfriend but that doesn’t seem so important now that i’m with someone new. why bring up the past?’ the young man shrugged, glancing towards mick who now looked uncomfortable where she sat. the young man grabbed her hand underneath the table, feeling sorry for what had just happened and wanting to apologize; however, she snatched her hand away almost as immediately as he grabbed it. logan let out a breath, taking a large drink from his beer, he wasn’t going to do the same thing again, he wasn’t going to embarrass either one of them, he’d take the embarrassment and suck it up. “can we just enjoy the game or – ?” the man looked over at his friends for help. cj was at his side, silently hoping for the attention to be directed back towards the several tvs’ that were literally there for them to watch.  “yo lo…”  cj paused mid sentence, having recognized the voice singing the star spangled banner on the television. “holy shit – is that?” his eyes widened, unsure if anyone else had noticed – or rather,  wishing all of them noticed. “it’s fucking jj,” maddie murmured, mainly to herself as her eyes remained planted on the television. meanwhile, logan brushed a frustrated hand through his hair – if he could have pulled it out, he would have – everything was going to shit.

so this whole pretending to not date thing she’d come up with was great and all.. but was laney sat smushed between sawyer and lydia, an entire bar of people surrounding her, she sort of wished she could reach out and take davis’ hand; if only to calm her own anxieties but she couldn’t— wouldn’t, not with jude lurking around waiting for any opportunity to pounce. she quickly looked towards davis as sawyer began to question his lateness the night before, knowing damn well he’d been in her bedroom. with eyes wide, she tried her best to stay calm because.. seriously, was her brother laughing across the table? oh screw him — she gave him dagger eyes, vowing to get him back for that later. “oh come on, s. do you really want to waste your time amusing the rantings of this idiot?” she pointed towards jude, rolling her eyes in the process.

jude took the glass back from sawyer, only wincing slightly when natalie nudged him. he was going to have to get smarter about this whole fighting thing.. or maybe, faster. better— if he wanted to keep it a secret, at least (and he did, he knew what people would say). turning towards the baby, he scrunched his nose up in disgust. “get that thing away from me!” he groaned, making his feelings quite clear about the demon child, who hated him.. he was almost positive (it was in the eyes). speaking of people who hated him.. “and what’s got your panties in a twist today, penny lane? ya know, if you’d just let some of that tension go.. you’d feel a lot better and i know just the way to help ya out.” he threw a wink in her direction, wrapping both his arms around sawyer’s shoulders and resting his chin atop her head. “she just needs to get laid, right everyon--” fuck. he didn’t see laney’s hand until he had punched him right in the side of his chest. the air was literally pushed out of him and he collapsed just the slightest bit against sawyer’s back. he quickly composed himself, taking another sip of beer. “you’re an ass,” laney huffed before turning in her seat so her back was to jude.

cam wasn’t going to come — not after last year anyway but when lydia invited him.. not even the risk of total disaster could keep him away and so, he made his way towards the bar, only pausing briefly once he’d arrived to take in the scene playing out in front of him. his eyes scanned the room, he cringed silently as he spotted the full table of his peers but that feeling soon shifted to joy as he landed on a certain brunette. he finally made his way over, taking a seat beside davis. “what’d i miss?” he whispered to his friend as he reached out and took lydia’s hand in his, smiling across at her. “hey,” he mouthed. “you look beautiful.”

this was why she’d wanted to stay home — lily had known no good could come from the whole gang getting together. at least nathan was trying, she thought but still, there was too much history, too many hurt feelings and grudges to avenge and clearly logan thought the same as he was straight up ignoring nathan to.. was he looking at her? she quickly looked away, turning her attention to dionne, who was now talking to casey, maybe some good could come from this night, just maybe and after how supportive she’d been towards nathan and herself, lily wanted nothing more than for dionne to find her own happiness.. maybe she could nudge them in the right direction but before she could get up to do so, she felt a kiss against her cheek. “maddie!” she smiled, turning slightly to give her best friend a makeshift hug.. she didn’t even get a squeeze in though before she was groaning at her words. not the time or the place, she thought (not that she didn’t appreciate the back up -- girl power and all, she did love maddison most out of everyone in the entire world) but it was too late. the words were out before she could stop them and so, as the awkwardness and tension grew, she hid away in the crock of nathan’s neck. a safe place, away from all the noise. yes, she liked it here very much. she was going to stay here the entire night.. avoiding the mess that was starting to pile up (and logan. she definitely needed to avoid logan.. or at the very least, be the one who walked away this time -- he didn’t get to do that again, not on her watch).

“long week,” casey shrugged as she continued to pour beers and prepare shots-- she handed one to chris, “anything else i can get ‘ya?” it took her a moment but once her eyes found those of dionne’s, she couldn’t help but smile. “you’d think the owner of this place would, you know, care but—“ she shrugged again, motioning towards cj who was now socializing and not doing his job. hell, if he was going to take a break.. so was she. casey carefully put down all the bottles she’d been holding before resting her elbows against the bar counter in front of dionne and placing her chin in her palms. “so,” she started, her attention now purely on the awkward but rather cute woman in front of her. “i wouldn’t guess this was your type of scene, you just here for back up?” she’d picked up on the fact that she was close to her brother, it was cute in that whole ‘tree hill is home’ type of way but casey didn’t have much family, other than her cousin who wouldn’t dare step foot in this town ever again. “i’d put money on the teen mom punching someone before the night’s done, how about you?”

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superbowl sunday thread ||

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location: cj’s bar. - i forgot the name of it. specials: half priced wings. $4 dollar pitchers of beer. craft beer not included. half priced -appetizer. $2.00 off a check if you’re rooting for the patriots. the little’s are still not allowed alcohol but the older one’s are sneaking it w/out cj noticing.

ares and sawyer were the second and third to arrive to the bar. the blonde having managed to wear the wrong team jerseys. “so, these are not the teams playing today?” she questioned, taking a seat down beside ares, as he shook his head. “no, cuz.” while not his cousin, he had grown to treat her as a cousin, family, especially due to the fact that she was the other scotts niece. “those are the yankees – while the same colors, sawyer. entirely different team and an entirely different sport.” sawyer groaned, looking down at her shirt before pouting. she probably should have payed more attention when it came to sports. the only thing she knew about was basketball and that was due to her father and uncle – and the fact that she cheered for it for more than four years of her life. 

“today, we are rooting for the rams!” logan said, walking towards the tables pitcher in hand and a bowl of wings in the other.  “tired of the patriots and their cheating ass ways – plus, i live in cali now, might as well root for los angeles, right?” he nudged micaela lightly, before taking a seat down on their booth. “yo, jr. thanks for putting reserve on these seats!” chris sighed from the bar, before yelling back. “i didn’t! you got here at 2:00 and haven’t left since then!” micaela shook her head, sighing. she really hated it when he drank but lately it seemed as if he was on edge about something so she let it go, asking no questions. “wait, cj is here — natalie’s coming. where’s the baby?” ares asked, having yet to meet his new nephew. “right here!” cj called from behind the bar, “he’s helping me bartend while natalie get’s ready.”  sawyer’s eyes widened, running towards her god son. “give me the monster before someone calls CPS!”

laney walked into the bar hand in hand with davis, unlinking their fingers the moment she spotted sawyer— sure, since new year’s eve they’ve been practically spending all their free time together but it was still a bit of a secret, not wanting to let all the idiots around them in on their new found spark in fear they’d ruin it. she slid into the spot beside the blonde and instantly began to laugh as she spotted her choice of jersey. “expecting an impromptu baseball game, are we s?” she shoved her best friend playfully, her eyes trailing back to the boy she arrived with who had taken a seat across from them. she flashed him a rare smile, before turning her attention was pulled.

“hey bro,” jude smirked from the bar where he had just stolen a beer while cj was distracted by his demon child. “heard you sneak in last night, was there an emergency at the comic book store that just couldn’t wait til morning? did captain america escape his box again?” the only reason he’d heard davis sneaking in was because he’d just arrived home himself moments before after a rather brutal fight, luckily most of the bruises were contained to his upper chest area and easy enough to hide, as long as no one touched him.. he was a bit sore (and yes, he knew it was ironic he was hoping no one touched him when usually, he was begging for some physical attention). he made his way over to the growing group of younger tree hill kids and held his glass out to sawyer, smiling down at her as he did. “gross,” laney mumbled under her breathe, her eyes rolling as jude made himself comfortable. she was still pretty pissed at the boy for texting her from his brother’s phone.. not to mention the fact that he was handing her underaged friend a beer, underaged himself. idiot. “oh hey penny lane,” jude mused playfully. “and what’s a clean teen like you doing in a bar like this?”

to say lily didn’t want to go to cj’s bar was an understatement— she’d tried every excuse in the book but nathan simply shook his head, pulling her along with him and his sister like it was no big deal at all and to his defence, he had no idea about the little run in she’d had with logan after their bookstore reunion. she was still processing the whole thing and until she knew what was what, there was no moment in telling him.. or so she told herself, maybe to simply feel less guilty. lily knew to nathan (and to herself, for that matter) this day was the start of their story, when he ran after her.. when he became her real life knight in shinning armour— which she reminded herself of as they entered the bar. lily hid herself behind her boyfriend, her eyes looking anywhere but the booth she knew he’d be in. “oh hey look!” she said, desperate to pull attention anywhere else once she’d heard his voice (which was now echoing inside her head.. great). “di! that cute bartender is working, you should go talk to her!”

casey had only agreed to work this dumb day (which she usually had off) because she knew cj needed the help.. desperately. with a baby and a crazy girlfriend, it wasn’t a surprise but still, it was a pretty big favor in her books — she knew this night would be more of a family train wreck than anything else and she, for one, was sick of it all. maybe her cousin had been right, maybe this town was cursed or posessed or.. something. as she poured, for a second time (the younger crowd thought they were sneaky but it was quite the opposite), a beer, her eyes trailed to the door as it opened again. she fought back a smirk as she took in who had just arrived, lingering around the entrance with her usual entourage. maybe tonight wouldn’t be so bad after all.

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when mia packed her bags and walked away from her home— from her life, from her love, from her children— she wasn’t sure exactly how long it would be for. she knew it was pointless to put a time limit on her healing, on what she was searching for. all she knew was she needed to do this. she needed the freedom to find herself again (before it was too late and she fell into the darkness permanently).. and with a little help from her best friend, who just so happened to also be her sister, the process was more seamless than amelia could have ever imagined.

sure, there was no magic cure.. no pill she could take or cake her sister could bake that would solve all her problems (despite the multiple attempts.. the peanut butter fudge cake coming closest) but what amber had helped mia realize was she didn’t need magic— not anymore than she already had waiting for her at home anyway. jason and their love story; all the good and the bad that had led them here, was enough (it was, after all, her own personal fairytale). all she had to do was find the bravery and strength within herself to reach out.. talk— explain to him what she was dealing with, share her darkness and demons with him. if her sister was right (and she had an annoying habit of often being so), jason would carry some of that weight on his shoulders for her— lightening the her load, all the while being the knight in shinning armour he always had been. maybe with that help, mia could begin the healing process.. maybe with jason’s help, mia could become herself again.

she just had to let him.

they’d gone through far too much to lose it all now, she wouldn’t allow that to happen anyway. she was far too stubborn, far too in love. if any two people were going to make it in the end, it was going to be amelia davis and jason ford.

and so, she dialled his number, pacing impatiently as she waited for him to answer her call — she knew he would, he always did.

the moment the phone clicked on, mia didn’t give jason the chance to speak. instead, she quickly jumped in, her voice confident and clear — she had never before known so clearly what she wanted, what she needed.. and for the first time, she was going to reach out and grab it, she wasn’t going to let it slip through her fingers again.

“i am so sorry, baby. i don’t know what i was thinking! i just— i have so much to tell you, so much to explain but i need to see you, look at you while i say it. please, please come get me! i’m at my sisters’, i couldn’t go any further.. it pained me to leave you, oh baby. i love you so much. jason, i just.. you’re the only man i’ve ever loved and i shouldn’t have left.. i’ve just been so messed up lately. i let it all get to me.. i’ve been keeping it all inside for so long, not wanting to burden you with my sadness that i let it take over. i need you.. i need you to help me, jason. i’ve never needed you more and i see that now, so clearly. it’s always gonna be me and you, babe.. for the rest of our lives and.. and marry me! screw waiting for the right time! i want to be your wife and i don’t care about a big wedding or any of that.. i just, i’m rambling. i know but i just.. let’s talk okay? let’s talk, i just want to explain everything and.. i love you, jason ford.. i just lo—“

mia’s grand speech was cut off by the sound of tires screeching.

“jason.. jason.. baby what was that?”

a giant crash, metal smashing into metal, could be heard before the line went dead.

amelia dropped her phone to the ground, her hand quickly covering her mouth which hung open in shock. no, she shook her head— he’s fine, he has to be fine; she told herself.. over and over again until amber walked into the room and found her, wrapping her arms around her before she began reassuring her herself.

but mia knew.. deep down inside.

nothing would be the same again.

amelia davis could feel it in her bones.

she had always heard your life could change in a second.. she’d just never experienced it until now.

[lilysource]

Lily Collins for Lancome Summer Swing 2017.