[ EDGY BRO ]

selective indie rp; mature content ahead. if you're under the age of eighteen, pls no

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addy is trying to maintain her cool in front of the other, she really is, but the quiet threats she’s sending to the person bothering them both just aren’t as threatening when whispered. he mustn't have heard her properly, ❝ are your ears fucking painted on? i said leave her alone before i break your jaw in front of all your dickhead friends. ❞ if she didn’t live so close to this shitty old bar, she wouldn’t be caught dead near it. it was rarely frequented by anyone half as attractive as the girl being heckled by the ill-mannered drunks that never seemed to leave. she made the effort to move a stool closer, feeling a sudden urge to protect the other, whether they needed it or not, ❝ don’t pay any attention to him. god knows know one else does. he just doesn’t know how to act around beautiful women. ❞ @canthelps

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sms 📲 open

EVAN: hey idk if u know this but um

EVAN: you kind of butt-dialed me earlier

EVAN: and

EVAN: god i hate this but

EVAN: i heard some stuff i probably shouldn't have

VALENTINE: what kind of stuff?

VALENTINE: you'll have to be more specific..

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theworldisoursforthetaking:

NIKA: So flattered NIKA: What are you dreamin’ about specifically?

AMITY : well........... the taste for starters AMITY : you haven’t visited for a while. busy ?????????

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i’m really just trynna be jeff goldblum

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cue confused hand flailing, ❝ is this not the right apartment? i’m here for the airtasker job. ❞ it wouldn’t be the first time, nor the last, that amity had ended up at the wrong apartment, but she swore this was the right address. it didn’t cross her mind that maybe the other's confusion stemmed from them expecting someone far older, someone who seemed to be more strapped for cash. the truth is she was BORED, and if she was honest, she was praying a higher presence that the person who’d just opened the door was the right tennant, already smitten, ❝ i’m amity. ring any bells? ❞ @spphos

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loveisliquor:

“Yeah– no more blind dates for me for a while. You can relax. Let me be single.” She isn’t sure why Radley is relaxing so strongly–Rain is a well known introvert– a dweller of bookstores and hospital observation rooms. Their dating was their way of trying to get her to be less herself. They didn’t mean anything–and she thought the other knew that. She shot Radley a pointed look before setting her cup down. “I’m…gonna go back to work. Bake up the next batch of cookies. Don’t worry–your orders are on the house.” She smiles at the montley crew of friends assembled in her cafe before disappearing into the kitchen for a little oxygen. 

radley is blind to the look that rain shoots her, but she’s half expecting it anyway. radley has no hold over her, and perhaps that’s why radley is reacting so fervently. she attempts to cool herself down, especially as she realises the others have questioning expressions now, ❝ you’re just being so annoying, y’know? i’m sure she has a million guys on the go at the minute. ❞ her eyes are now glued to the phone in front of her to distract her wandering mind, though her eyes drift to the kitchen rain had retreated to. maybe she cares slightly more than she was letting onto herself, or maybe she just didn’t like sharing.

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OPEN : [ f / nb ] 

AMITY : dreamin about ur pussy

[userboxer]

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[ a starter call except i actually do the starters quickly and not days later ] 

A CONCEPT

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brckhcmpton:

open to f/nb this is my closeted bi baby and she’s never had a female interaction but she knows she’d like to be w one romantically and such so yeah here we go !

            ❝  i’m really sorry i’ve never done this before, i mean i have but just not like this  ❞ rebekah liked to ramble in her awkward situations. this time it was especially awkward, she was with someone she liked a lot, a female.  ❝  i think if you just, help me get into this i’ll be a natural, i mean a lot of guys told me i kiss great, so this shouldn’t be any different…  ❞

❝ you are so CUTE. ❞ it might come off as condescending, but zia doesn’t mean it in the slightest. in this day and age, it’s rare to find someone that’s never kissed another girl --- even jokingly. she can’t help but rest rebekah’s chin against her palm, her presence drawing nearer, ❝ trust me, it’s different alright. better. we can slow it down though, if that’s what you want. ❞

[hamiltonsleclerc]

jesse mccartney and danielle campbell in the ‘better with you’ music video (08| ∞)

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OPEN : [ f / nb ] [ based on last plot * ]

❝ i think she’s good, you guys. the last guy you set her up with was a prick, SO . . ----- ❞ the other is more than capable of saying no for herself, but radley can’t hold that jealous tongue of hers any longer. she’s fine with hiding their relationship, if you could even call it that, but the parading of blind dates right under her nose doesn’t sit as well, ❝ unless, . . you WANT to ?! ❞

[minibetta]

“We came to rescue you.”

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[ wakes up from grave ] HEY BITCHES

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bbordellos:

“dont’cha wanna be a zeta?” rachelle’s fingers tucked under the other girl’s chin, a smile filled with malicious intent settled upon brightly painted lips. it was her week to toy with the freshman pledges and keep them in their place, and while she was no serena in terms of high stakes hazing, she knew a thing or two of scaring freshmen into doing her bidding. “we here have a reputation to uphold as the sex symbols of the greek system,” she continued, stalking around the girl’s small little dorm space as if she owned the entire room. “we don’t want you to sleep with a guy and have him tell the whole campus how bad zetas are at having sex— so i have to teach you how to take cock like a good sister. consider it a favor from your big.” @complicnce

she can’t imagine how she must have looked, propped up on her bed like a deer in headlights. sonny was never one to be taken advantage of, or taken off guard for that matter, but it seemed the other was about to do both. it’s not as if her poor little closeted mind hadn’t wandered there the second her big had greeted her in the dorm. rachelle was perfect - ethereal for sure, compared to the girls she was acquainted with back home. it was because of this effect that it seemed all words had been yanked from her throat, though she was sure her body language gave away how willing she was, the touch under her chin enough to unsettle her, ❝ are ----- are you serious? ❞

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invictns:

‘ it isn’t, ’ laken grunted. it had taken quite a bit of time for the woman to find the blonde within the club. there were too many bodies and too many flashing lights and too many noises. despite her dislike for situations such as this one, she never would forgive herself should something happen to wyatt while she was intoxicated. so, she’d decided to show up. ‘ how many have you had ??? you sound smashed, ’ laken questioned, fingers easily sliding between wyatt’s. though not something laken is normally a fan of, physical affection is alright if it’s coming from the other woman.

it’s pathetic how excited wyatt got when lake admitted she hated clubbing, though she still didn’t quite understand the infatuation. here she was, sloshed and surrounded by other’s equally inebriated, . . not that she would have noticed. she’d spent the whole night scrolling through her news feed, --- and laken’s instagram, but she’d never admit that. she suddenly felt slightly embarassed by her demeanour, especially since she’d worked so hard to maintain a cool facade around the other. laken’s fingers fit so perfectly in between hers that it calmed her down slightly, and she gave a little squeeze in appreciation, and possibly also to confirm that laken wasn’t a drunken mirage, ❝ WELL, i can’t remember, but i do knowi can’t really feel my legs, so. . that’s, that’s where i’m at. . i’m so glad you’re HERE. ❞

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santcsangre:

CLOSED STARTER. BASED ON THIS (SECOND DOT POINT). @complicnce.

lyla frowned down at their interlocked fingers, looking between that and the girl beside her before she pulled her hand away, frowning. “the fuck are you doing? we’re at a bar, i’m not gonna lose you in the crowd, dumbass.” the blonde wasn’t being cruel, not from her perspective anyway. it was just the way she spoke to her friends, something that the other would be used to considering how close they were. “which one of us is getting drinks and which one is finding a table, my heels are already killing me.” she complained and then rose her eyebrows expectantly. 

it’s funny how after all of these years, lyla’s sharp tongue still managed to make addy jump. she just stored so much anger in that small body of hers, something that addy wouldn’t take from anyone else bar the other --- a soft spot, perhaps. her contact with lyla suddenly stings, and she rips it from the other’s, choosing to respond with the same venom, ❝ i was just trying to keep track of you, you little bitch. i can’t weave my body through the crowd like you do. ❞ she looks down to lyla’s rather unfortunately tall shoes, an attempt to make up height no doubt, ❝ i’ll get us drinks, but if i’m buying it’s tequila on the menu. try not to suck anyone’s dick on the way to the couch. ❞