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𝙹𝙴𝙰𝙻𝙾𝚄𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝙰𝙽𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽? dependent multi-muse for fasthq. 𝚈𝙴𝙰𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚅𝙸𝙴𝚆 𝙸𝚂 𝙵𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙶𝙽𝙰𝚁𝙻𝚈.

BADJIE, MALI. intro, musings, pinterest. KOVAČ, TEMPERANCE. intro, musings, pinterest. CHULANONT, DARIUS. intro, musings, pinterest.

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the new calendar year has done nothing to improve jet’s driving. he’s bordering on desperation, insanity, the way he circles the track at the stack over and over and over and - he hasn’t beaten his best time. hasn’t even come close. he’s tried, repeatedly, implacably. he’s failed. the final loop ends with a strangled scream that rips through his chest, uncharacteristically demonstrative. his door cracks and he falls from his driver’s seat in a slump, the emotion his body too much for him to continue holding himself up. jet’s fist pounds the ground as he tries to pull himself back up, groans and curses and frustrated noises falling from him unbidden. the only thing that stops them is – “ what are you looking at ? ”

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she’s lying on top of marzipan’s hood, only really half paying attention to whatever jet’s doing because her tamagotchi is about five seconds from dying and she can’t allow that to happen. tongue peeking out, brows furrowed as she works tirelessly to give tamagotchi cpr, or whatever the metaphor would be, stupor breaking with jet’s sharp tone. she sets it down, glancing over at him. “ you know, when i can’t figure something out, what i do is i buy a tub of strawberry ice cream and i make a strawberry and cherry coke ice cream float. i think you should try it. ” sits up, trying to go for suave and cool but really awkwardly shifting her limbs until she’s cross - legged. leans forward, chin in her hands. “ or maybe you need a good luck charm ! want me to get you one ? since we’re bee - eff - effs, i think i know you well enough. ”

#tem + jet.#ignore her

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★ open starter 4 prowlers n narizas .

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤstressed baseball cap on , worn out bag too big for her own good hanging tight on shoulder , visibly ragged grey sweatpants stained with old oil spills sitting low on hips & a so , so very suspicious box held by its grip . bubblegum is smacked loudly . where is it you are headed , miss little bling riding hood ? 🙶 don't even . on god ? mind your business . this is all in your head , keep it going . 🙷

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the moment wide brown eyes lay themselves on suah, it was over for the other. her finger lifts slowly, akin to an accuser at a witch trial, as she points to the stained sweatpants. mouth curves until a shit - eating grin forms, bigger and brighter than the moon itself. “ those pants are lookin’… what’s the word… UGLY ! ” in tem’s eyes, this is the greatest insult she’s ever given. the other’s definitely going to head home for a nice, long cry after this vicious takedown. curiosity killed the cat, though, so she lowers her finger and bats her eyes. “ what’s in the box ? lemme see ! ”

#I JUSTMADE SOME BULLLLSHITTT!!!!#hiiiiii #tem + suah.#ummmm am i allowed 2 fc change #breakign rules… shattering barriers… chasing infiniti…