Stolen Sugar is the Sweetest

[daisylincolnxo]

jasperdavies‌:

jasper didn’t respond to the sarcastic question, and instead shot the girl an unamused look. “yeah, obviously,” he huffed out, clearly getting frustrated with the situation. he had to drop the attitude, though, because it seemed like he won’t be able to get himself out of this mess without somebody else’s help. he twists his arm around, and after a few seconds, he manages to wriggle his arm free, “oh my god.” 

After a slight struggle, he was finally released from the machine, and Daisy offered him a beaming grin. “You’re free!” she said, triumphantly. She glanced back at the machine, spotting the chips still hanging by the metal claw. “Looks like you’re going to have to tip the machine, though. It should come out pretty easy that way, and nobody will end up trapped.”

[daisylincolnxo]

velvetrcpe‌:

the smile on soraya’s face wasn’t going to fade anytime soon. from living in los angeles and moving to lighthouse cove, it wasn’t too much of a change. thankfully, but then there comes the time to make new friends. a new, fresh start. she wasn’t complaining though. “right? i couldn’t agree more. southern hospitality warms my heart.” she gestured for daisy toward her kitchen and its breakfast countertop while she continued. “aww, but at least there were actual daisies and daisy duck is almost a classic character. completely under-appreciated in disney films.” she tried her best to comfort the other, but definitely knew how she felt. “don’t think so either, and speaking of wine, i’m gonna grab that bottle and pour us a glass.” soraya quickly disappeared to grab two glasses and the bottle she had just taken out of the fridge before daisy arrived. “so shall we play a game, or is it too early for a drinking game?” she poured daisy a glass of wine, half-full, handing it to the other.

“It almost makes up for some of the shittier parts of the South, like the sheer amount of fried food and country music,” Daisy said. Despite her words, she had spent her whole life living in the South, and couldn’t see herself anywhere else at this point. Even when travelling for work, she counted the days until she could come home. She followed the other to the kitchen, wasting no time in leaning casually against her counters. “Oh, absolutely. It helps that daisy patterns are super cute, too. And Daisy might be underappreciated, but her and Donald are the cutest couple.” Her dark eyes glinted at the suggestion, and she nodded her head eagerly. “Never too early for drinking games. Though given it’s just the two of us, we’re probably limited to Never Have I Ever.” 

[emmacharlottewatson]

Laura Harrier photographed by Eric Chakeen for Tidal Magazine

[covebxys]

𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓷 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣      /        @covestarters​

after closing up his shop, bruno decided he was going to head over to headlights for a drink before going home. one drink turned to two which turned to five and the next thing he knew, bruno was blackout drunk. by some luck and some experience with this mentality, bruno meandered his way back home and when he woke up it was late morning and he was sprawled out in bed with just a pair of athletic shorts on. hair going in five different directions and looking like the top of an onion, he heard the doorbell ring and stumbled to the door, sliding a robe around himself and answering it, “oh, my fuckin’ god i’m sorry i forgot” bruno rambled and sighed. “well, come in and i’ll get a pot of coffee going” he wiped the sleep from his eyes.

[daisylincolnxo]

Daisy had many skills in life. DIY was not one of them. She knew exactly how she wanted her new home to look, but didn't have the skills to put it in place. It seemed silly to hire out for something as simple as putting up shelves, hanging pictures and fixing furniture together. And so, she had turned to one of the men who lived on her street, who had thankfully agreed to help. They had set up a time and date, but now it had arrived, the minutes were ticking by and there was still no sign of him. And so, she found herself at his front door, dinging his doorbell tentatively, just to make sure he was okay. "Oh!" She exclaimed once the door was flung open. It was clear that this was not the best time. "I mean, sure, coffee would be great," she nodded, stepping through his doorway after him. "Are you sure you're okay to help out today? We can reschedule, or I can give it a whirl myself if it's the wrong time?" She hoped he wasn't going to cancel. Daisy was not equipped to manage this alone.

[daisylincolnxo]

unclairo‌:

“if jogging weren’t the most… boring form of exercise, we could be jogging buddies, but i don’t see that changing.” whoops. quickly realizing his mistake, ben slowed his pace and shoved his hands in his pockets. “oh, the joys of tinder,” ben teased, then shook his head. “if i can’t… master the craft, what’s your poison? chronic online-dater or meetcute-in-a-coffee-shop?”

"You say that as if all exercise isn't equally boring," Daisy pointed out. "You can call it clubbercise or yogalates or whatever you want to make it sound even remotely fun, doesn't work." She let out a sigh of lament at the prospect. "Besides, if your jogging habits include having a nice chat with your buddy, you could probably stand to run a bit faster." She laughed, grateful that his more leisurely pace allowed her to keep up far easier. "I hope whoever decided we need to digitise hookups is happy with their millions, because they've fucked it up for the rest of us," she tutted under her breath, making a show of faux-reproach. "I think we all want to be the meet cute girl. Who doesn't want some hottie to spill their beverage on your shirt and sweep you off for a night of passion? Unfortunately, that doesn't work in real life. We are all at the mercy of algorithms."

[daisylincolnxo]

tylerdavis‌:

“Everything. My two year old screams like a banshee and thinks he’s funny,” he smiled. “I do laugh though, but damn I am ready for bed and i don’t want to give them melatonin just yet,”

"Oh to be a toddler, and easily amused," she smirked. It was cute when it was other people's, but she wasn't at a point where she was ready to cope with that in her ordinary life. "You can't even use Santa as blackmail anymore, tragically. There's always the Easter bunny."

[declanhqs]

“Oh, it’s gotta be impossible not to. One kid alone would need a tote bag just for a trip to the park – cuts, scrapes, sneezes, all’a that. I know I put my poor mom through hell as a kid because I never knew how to sit still.” He was more than comfortable with riffing and rambling; if all else failed, he always had an anecdote to fall back on. He hummed with his mouth closed for a second, gently jostling his head back and forth as if weighing his situation. “More pin on the map, I think. I was in Seattle for a while and didn’t wanna give up the water. You?” The answer felt only half true; it was a ‘pin on the map’ scenario, but he wasn’t the one who made the decision. “You gotta have a little hustle and bustle to even out the peace and quiet. At least I do. For a long time I either had too much chaos or too much quiet through work, so this is a nice change of pace.”

[daisylincolnxo]

"Imagine the extreme effort it must take to get twins ready to leave the house. I'm surprised mommy bloggers haven't taken to lugging around full-sized suitcases, in all honesty," she was being ridiculous, and it was obvious that she knew it by the grin on her face. "Rowdy kind of kid, were you? I feel that." She said. She had been working since she was 5, and there was very little room for acting out, but she had still found her own ways to rid herself of excess energy. "Seattle? That can't have been an easy move," she said, a little startled that somebody would have come to the Cove from so far away. "I'm from Tennessee, but I've kind of lived all over. I'm supposed to be writing a book, but my attention span isn't so great, so I'm trying this place out. Seeing if living away from everything works out." She shrugged. So far, it really wasn't. "Yeah, balance is key, unless you're distracted by the little things, like leaves falling off trees or the fact there are the most delicious bagels a block away," she nodded, somehow managing to keep her expression serious. "So what do you do?" She asked. She couldn't shake the feeling that she should know him, but couldn't for the life of her place the face.

[daisylincolnxo]

shawnaisms‌:

“it’s really no big deal. i only need one. i’m not planning on anymore baby animals or baby humans anytime soon, and even if a surprise shows up in the form of morning sickness, by the time a new davis arrives our youngest won’t need the one he uses right now.”

"Your house sounds like fun," Daisy chuckled. "So as well as an army of dogs, how many man cubs do you have wandering around the place?" What she was describing sounded like the picture-perfect life, and Daisy was here for it.

[dailymarvelqueens]

Laura Harrier photographed by Tyler Joe for Elle USA

[pinkwinged-deactivated20230125]

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[daisylincolnxo]

covebxys‌:

derrick nodded his head, “yeah, i certainly don’t miss the days of bunched headphone cords” he laughed before he spotted a bright white spot in the grass. he leaned down to pick it up and said, “oh, my god ew” jumping back quickly, “i think it was a damn marshmallow” he cringed. then derrick looked down at the adorable puppy, “what a cutie. any connection to dolly parton? or was it something else?” derrick asked as he went back to searching for his lost airpod.

“Honestly, so glad we could leave tanged headphones in the last decade,” Daisy mimed swiping sweat from her forehead in relief, before quickly making a face at him. “Oh my god, that’s disgusting.” She squealed. She had always been a bit squeamish, and the thought of touching old, sticky marshmallow was making her queasy. “You got it in one. I’m from Tennessee. Dolly Parton is pretty much my Lord and Saviour,” she chuckled. Her gaze fixed on something white, and she pointed to it. “Is that your airpod?” she asked, trying to avoid crouching down and repeating the marshmallow situation.

[daisylincolnxo]

shawnaisms‌:

“oh, it’s not necessary. it’s kind of my job to ‘honor thy neighbor’ and make things easier for them.”

“I’m from Tennessee. We bring round drinks and home baking when people send us a birthday card, never mind do something that’s actually useful.”

[alexgasmycar]

“bed times for kids apparently are not a thing in this house. all three kids are up and about. running up and down the stairs and yelling in excitement. please send help,”he chuckled as he leaned against his car and took a drink.

[daisylincolnxo]

“I wish I could help, but having never had kids, I’m all out,” Daisy said with an apologetic grin. I assume you’ve tried bath time, stories, lullabies and warm milk? Because beyond chloroform, I have no other ideas.”

[quinnharlan-deactivated20200229]

the cove. quinn harlan was new - but the smell of the ocean was what tempted him and made him feel like a local. if he kept his head down, maybe he could stay out of trouble, but where was the fun in that? normally, if he wanted to stir up trouble, he’d poke around for it, but this time, maybe it would be best if he stayed out of it for a few days. at least, until he could gauge the vibe on this little town. if trouble was what he was trying to avoid, he wouldn’t have drank his weight in champagne at the new year’s party – and yet, here he was, sitting at lighthouse bagels with one of the best cups of coffee he’s ever tasted.

“it might be a bad idea if i don’t introduce myself after i almost… threw up on your shoes the other night,” quinn looked the other up and down, not bothering to put his hand out for them to shake. “quinn.”

[daisylincolnxo]

Daisy had met him briefly at the party, though given the fact they hadn’t exchanged names, and he was pretty close to wasted, she hadn’t expected him to recall where he knew her. Nevertheless, she had stopped by his table to say her hellos, and found that he was able to place the face, a pleasant surprise. “Honestly, don’t worry about it. I damn near threw up on my own shoes, so you aren’t alone in that,” she said with a chuckle. His lack of contact, even a handshake, threw her. She had always been a touchy person, but it was clear he was very different. “I’m Daisy. It’s good to meet you properly, Quinn.” 

[daisylincolnxo]

ofidyllics‌:

“KIDS, BE POLITE,” fiona half-yelled from her perch on the porch as her kids ignored the greeting of this friendly stranger. she rolled her eyes and offered her hand in a greeting, going to shake daisy’s. “they don’t listen when they’re playing; usually they’re very nice. fiona. pleasure to meet you,” she released the other’s hand and gestured to the empty chair and pitcher next to her. “please, make yourself at home.”

“I wouldn’t pay attention to me either if I had more important things, like playing, on my mind,” Daisy shrugged, letting out a laugh to show there was no hard feelings. She clasped Fiona’s hand briefly, resisting the urge to hug her instead. She had been brought up to be affectionate, and it was hard to hold back her natural urges when it came to meeting strangers. “Don’t mind if I do,” she said, taking the seat. “So, what brings you to The Cove?” she asked, in an attempt to make conversation. 

[sydguhifjgk-deactivated20200113]

chanel expected laying low to have its perks. although she was still riddled with anxiety due to her current situation, she was trying to see the silver lining. chanel had managed to get herself together after unpacking and head to lighthouse bagels, treating herself to a cinnamon bagel with extra butter. with a phone in one hand and her bagel in the other, she turned to exit the shop when she bumped shoulders with someone - causing her bagel to fall to the floor. “FUCK.” it came out a little too loud considering she was in public ( and new to town ) but she stood there, staring at the depressing sight of her treasured bagel on the dirty ground. 

[daisylincolnxo]

“Shit,” Daisy swore, in perfect unison with the strangers own curse word. Perhaps it hadn’t been a bad idea to check her emails on the go. “I am so sorry,” she grimaced, bending down to pick the bagel up off the floor. It was beyond the point where it could still be eaten, but that didn’t mean she shouldn’t clean up after herself. “I’m not normally the clumsy type, but that’s totally my bad. “Are you in a rush? I’ll be happy to replace your bagel?” she offered.

[daisylincolnxo]

jasperdavies‌:

getting spotted by a girl who (notably) looked younger than him was embarrassing. extremely embarrassing. so embarrassing that jasper wanted to shrivel up and die. “no, i’m good,” jasper said with a tight-lipped smile, still trying to tug his arm free, to no avail. “i swear, i wasn’t trying to do anything shady,” he hastily followed up, “it’s just—” tug. tug tug tug. “my arm won’t fucking budge, what the fuck!”

“How about a stick of butter?” she asked, dryly. She wasn’t intending to make fun of him- it was just slipping out in a way she had little control over. She got down on her knees, pushing at the flap to try and manoeuvre a little extra room for him to pull his arm out. “I can’t just leave you here, all stuck and vulnerable and stuff. If you got it in, there has to be a way out.”