TROUBLE ››

trouble on my left, trouble on my right, ive been facing TROUBLE almost all my ( L I F E ) my sweet love wont you pull me through? everywhere i look, i catch a glimpse of you i said it was love and i did it for life –– i did it for you.

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@lydiafukunaga: my photo gallery has some interesting new additions thanks to some anonymous ally out there... #soon

@vinceg: @lydiafukunaga dont leak my nudes plz

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✉️ text message → open

vince: im locked out of the building and its cold

vince: someone save me

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ofcara:

after only a couple of hours in the library ( not much studying was done since her attention kept drifting out the window and she felt as if the sun was mocking her ), abigail decided she needed a break. she was headed back to her dorm building in hopes that she’d run into jonas and convince him to skip class and join her at the beach — but, on her way there, she was frightened by the impact of an empty coffee cup. the first thing that came to mind was that it was a certain person on campus that had an issue with her; except, when she heard the unfamiliar voice following it, she realized that she was in the clear. abigail faced the person who was coming her way, her eyebrows raising while she did so. “ you’re an idiot, ” was what instantly rolled off her tongue. the girl’s expression was completely serious up until the moment she remembered the pact she made with herself that proclaimed she be nicer to those around her. abigail quickly grinned at vincent, a dimple appearing on her cheek — silently praying that he didn’t hear her first remark. “ it’s fine, i was going back to my room to change, anyway. but, you should really practice your free throw, man. ”

the initial response vince had was to run the other way after he saw the look from her – the raised brow and eyes filled with spite scared him enough to want to run off the campus grounds before she pulled out claws and decided to shred him apart. “i know, i know,” he responded to her first comment quickly, rushing to get out an apology before she began to speak again. “can i, like, buy you a coffee or something? or, like, fuck –” he stopped talking when the brunette opened her mouth, deciding his ramblings weren’t more important than what she was about to say. vincent straightened his back, his shoulders upright. “i played football, not basketball. i think that’s where i went wrong…” it was a lame attempt at a joke to lighten the mood, and, in all honestly, vince didn’t even know what he was trying to do; he felt the need to repay the girl in some way or form, for having been an innocent civilian fallen victim to his talentless actions. 

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ncvids:

two long days of cramming for an exam was enough to make jonas stir crazy. he’d been surviving on the cliche college essentials ; ramen noodles and coffee, but he craved an actual human interaction rather than a five star meal. so when there was an unexpected knock on his door, the male couldn’t contain his excitement for the distraction. one that should of came many hours EARLIER. tossing his book to the side, jonas combed his digits through his hair and approached the wooden door, opening it with a pleased grin plastered on his features. “ — oh, it’s you. thank god. save me from this hell i like to call studying. i need a break and you’re just the right person for the job.”

as soon as vince laid his eyes on jonas, he immediately spread his arms out wide. “jonas!” he exclaimed loudly, his childish smile taking over his face. “dude, i ACED taking breaks in high school. my favorite subject,” vin welcomed himself into the room, putting his hand on jonas’s shoulder and stepping inside. “i’ve got beers in my room – well, will has beers, but i opened them, so they’re mine now.” from the lingering smell in his breath, it was obvious that vincent had already cracked open one or two of the bottles. “you down?” 

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ofcara:

‘ by giant, i mean — record breaking sizes, dev, ’ due to the fatigue she was feeling, her voice sounded a bit hoarse. the best part of her comment was that she was being utterly serious; cara’s addiction to unhealthy food was something that she rarely joked about even if there was a smirk on her lips as she said it. ‘ yes, toppings are half of the best part. now i’m more excited to get there, drive faster ! ’ she groggily reached her arm over to him, trying to grab on to the wheel but she wasn’t able to reach it without moving her whole body and so she gave up. cara enjoyed the quietness during the car ride, especially after having to hear tons of shouting and loud voices at their previous venue. she particularly adored the fact that, even with the silence that would fall over them, she was still completely comfortable with devin — it was a quality that she didn’t find in many people which made her appreciate him even more, something she didn’t think was even possible.

cara closed her eyes for the second time until she peeked one open to get an idea of how close they were to their destination. but, before she shut the eye again, she was able to get a glimpse of devin glancing her way. cara waited there for a moment to see if he would do it again and once he did, her eyes quickly shot open. ‘ what ? ’ she faintly laughed at her analysis. ‘ why do you keep looking at me ? i’m not gonna fall asleep, don’t worry. i’m having too much fun, ’ before she could finish her sentence, cara began to yawn. her laughed grew louder when she realized how her actions contradicted her words. ‘ okay, wait. i’ll even prove it ! do you want me to sing to you ? my horrible voice and i would love to put on a show with the radio. ’

feeling a bit tired himself, all of devin’s laughter was replaced with low chuckles, and compensated with a smile that hurt his cheeks. “we’ll get you your toppings, don’t worry, don’t worry!” he tried hushing the girl, playing along with her childish antics. it was pure luck that devin was chosen to be paired with cara – no one else seemed to match with his personality so well. for how comfortable they were together, one might think that they grew up together. sometimes to him, it felt like he’d known cara all his life. “i can’t drive any faster. there’s an eighty-year old man in front of me going ten below the limit.” even though her reach didn’t quite make it, devin gently pushed her arm away from him.

when cara posed the question to him, devin didn’t have an answer; didn’t have an answer he WANTED to give her, at least. in all honesty, he was looking over at the brunette because, in that moment, she was breathtakingly and irresistibly beautiful. devin admitting it to himself wasn’t much – but to say it aloud to her? he was certain that it would make their drive home take a turn, and he didn’t want to tamper with THEIR moment in the slightest. “you’re so gonna fall asleep.” instead of answering her, devin responded with a tease, shaking his head as he lightly laughed. when he looked over at her the next time, he was sure to keep it short. “you sing? i didn’t know that. i would love to hear you sing. go for it, maestro.” they weren’t too far from devin’s apartment now, slowly rolling along with traffic down the congested los angeles streets. he figured it would be no more than five minutes until they were walking in, but whether or not cara would make it there awake was a mystery to him. 

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margcts:

daphne had been staring out the window of the library almost as long as she’d been there. a book lay on the desk in front of her, but she barely paid attention to it, choosing instead to intently watch the people walking by outside. suddenly, she saw someone inside looking at her. “oh, gosh, i’m sorry, i really wasn’t staring at you,” she stuttered, playing with the hem of her dress. “i just - i really can’t concentrate today.”

vincent had only been in the school’s library on two separate occasions, one of them being a search to find a bathroom in a desperate moment of need. this time around, he was on a specific search for some required reading material. vince should have figured that the brunette would be inside, but it still came as a surprise to him when he noticed her sitting at a table close by. he looked to her every once and a while, wondering if she was going to speak to him or not, and finally laughed when he heard her small voice. “it’s all good, ducky. can i sit?” he asked as he pulled out a chair across from her. “what’s on your mind?”

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it would come as a surprise to no one – vincent had picked his classes fairly late, resulting in getting stuck with a number of lectures that piled up BEFORE noon even passed. it was after his second of the day, the boy dragging his body out the door and into the bright morning air. in his hand was an empty coffee cup, every last drip of caffeine already POURED into his system. vince had trudged along for a minute or so before realizing that holding the cup was a waste of his limited energy. he spotted an open trash can nearby, and sent the cup flying towards it. in his daze ( and due to his bad hand-eye coordination ) it instead nailed a passerby square in the chest. vince instantly hung his head back, and rushed towards them. “fuck, i’m sorry – i’m so fucking sorry. i just missed,” he hurried to pick up the cup and toss it in the trash, actually making it inside the bin this time.

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ofcara:

‘ wait, ’ she was reaching over to turn on the car radio until entirely stopping, ‘ so, you’re not holding me hostage ? well, in that case .. ’ cara turned her back to him and pretended as if she was about to re-open the car door to get out — but before she did anything else, she peeked back at devin to see his expression. clearly, she was only playing around with him, however cara did want to see what his reaction to her actions would be. ‘ i’m kidding, i’m kidding ! no, date night with devin is .. ’ she took a long pause; perhaps too long of a pause. cara repositioned herself again so that she was now facing devin; her hands rested in her lap and she twiddled with her thumbs, keeping her focus on them as she did so. she was trying to find the right words to explain how she was feeling in that split second yet nothing that she played out in her head sounded right so she decided on the first thing that had come to mind in the first place. ‘ better than expected, ’ that was the moment cara irrevocably decided to look up at him. devin was driving away from restaurant, paying attention to the road in front of him; she still flashed a saccharine smile his way in spite of that.

cara rested her head back on the seat, eyes scanning the street that they were driving along. this week felt like it was the longest one of her life — albeit she didn’t know exactly why it did. her schedule had not changed for the past month, even so she felt like she could sleep for days. it was quite possible that cara was beginning to get overworked since she had continuously felt exhausted as the days went on. despite the fact that the girl refused to fall asleep, her eyelids slowly fluttered close as the car ride went on. ‘ i need an ice cream sundae, ’ she said, out of nowhere. ‘ when we get to your apartment can we make giant ones ? ’

the two had such similar attitudes, and it often gave devin a sense of HOME. being around cara felt very natural to him, and thus, he never felt the need to hide his mannerisms or quiet his laughter. out of the multiple of new friends he had made in the recent months, cara was the one whom he felt the safest around. his lips spread in a wide smile, eyes squinting together ever so slightly. “better than expected...” dev repeated, musing over the words briefly. “i’ll take it,” before he turned onto the main street, he glanced over at the brunette with the same smile, his cheeks tinted with a faded blush. it wasn’t as if he was expecting a five-star review from her – he knew, just by taking a quick look at the girl, that she was tired. he hardly felt like going out for the evening, and assumed that she was in the same boat. the best devin could hope for? that their forced shared outings were at, the very least, tolerable. he owed that to her.

the radio was at a hum in the background, the low beats the only distinguishable notes. as they cruised down the street, devin couldn’t help but look over to cara every now and again. he would really only get a good picture of her whenever they passed a streetlight, but he still trained his eyes towards her anyways. at her sudden voice, he perked up a bit, shoulders straightening. “sundaes? of course,” though he wanted to sound more excited, he tried to stay a little quieter, for her sake – she looked as if she could fall asleep right next to him in the passengers seat. “aeson and i have a load of junk food all the time. i’m sure we can make our own impressive toppings bar.” 

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✉️ imessage → dev

margot: bed bath and beyond?? gross. worst department store ever

margot: yo same it's official. when can you get here?

devin: it gets the job done!

devin: maybe like 10? 15 minutes tops?

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plzlennon:

the blonde’s eyes were focused ahead as she w a l k e d. she had a certain toughness in her step, even though her soft body was adorned with a loose black dress ( that still managed to show off her curves ). “hey-” she called out, smirk evident as ROSELYN stopped the first person she happened to make eye contact with. “you don’t happen to know if there’s a BETTER party going on tonight instead of the lame attempt at delta who gives a shit kapa, do ya? i could really use a good night before i’m stuck studying all day tomorrow.”

vincent had seen the girl once or twice before – they seemed to float around the same social circles, and despite not even knowing her name, he happily smiled back at the blonde when she approached him. “hmmmm...” vince hummed and rolled his shoulders back as he thought, trying to find a good answer for her. “good parties on sundays are hard to find. too many people at church and all that,” he smirked for a moment, looking at her, “if a GOOD NIGHT is really what you’re looking for, i could be of service.”

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shepcrds:

“i FULLY understand that. it’s like spiders have no regard for boundaries. you can’t just expect to hit a home-run on your first date. way too touchy feely. i’m not about that life. hell no it didn’t! or…maybe it did and i’m just telling you that because i actually am spiderman and i’m trying to throw you off the trail of my true identity. guess you’ll never know. wasn’t there some kind of fact floating around at one point that said everyone swallows, like, eight spiders a year in their sleep or something? i swear i remember it vaguely.”

“exactly! like, i don’t have a problem with them doing their thing outside – they can make their webs and have their little spider families as long as they do it a reasonable distance away from me. getting all up on my arm? too close. you could be the next peter parker, and i wouldn’t know the difference. the weird fact that i always heard is that spiders will lay eggs inside your ears or mouth when you’re asleep. i think my sister told me that one. she could have totally been trying to fuck with me, though.”