[evnthomas]

best friends forever i love you so much

[serenades u with that katy perry song that's all like i'llll never be the sameeee if we ever meet again rodent]

[evnthomas]

aND that weIRD VIDEO with that guY who was practically your doppelganger????

i didn't mean to reply privately last time but yES, it's all coming back to me now?? i mean i finished crying in the instant that you left, and i banished every memory you and i had ever maaaaAAADEEE, but when you message me like this, and i reply to you like that, i just have to admit that it's all coming back to me now. ((bit of celine dione to help express the feelings i am feeling))

[evnthomas]

hi evan, hi pal, i miss you [weeps till forever]

This made me choke. Miss you too lil red.

[evnthomas]

Do you still come on this blog?

Does this answer your question? Idk how late this is, but.

[primadonnahwood]

ATTENTION:

Due to our busy schedules & such, we’re going to be putting this roleplay on a small hiatus. We’re not sure how long it’ll be & we can’t promise anything. BUT, if you’re interested in still roleplaying with us, please inbox the main ASAP because we have worked a thing or two. I love you all. - Riley

[primadonnahwood]

[evnthomas]

[pce-ari-blog]

TWINKIES ARE COMING BACK. Sorry, I’m just so excited.

[evnthomas]

[i-died-in-love-like-juliet-deac]

This will be me the day Evan Peters finally releases a sex tape:

[stellabellas-deactivated2014010]

I’m sure he’ll come to understand. No one can resist the pull of James Bond, if we’re being completely honest. Oh gosh, we’d make Bond movie history with a musical number, I think? It could go along with the theme and everything!

[evnthomas]

It could merge into a montage of some really cool action shots and explosions. I'm feeling it. We should propose this to the director.

[evnthomas]

next time you see her → nina&evan.

[perplhaze]

A roller coaster. A colossal, winding, gravity defying roller coaster — that was the only thing comparable to what’d been going on between Nina and Evan for the past month or so. Sometimes it took her to great heights; the kind that made her want to lift her hands and really enjoy the ride. At other times, it churned her stomach and left her feeling like all she could do was kneel over and puke. And there weren’t any shortages of mild ‘in betweens’, either. 

Today, things’d managed to take a turn for the worst; another one of those vomit inducing situations. You’d think that by now, she’d be used to her words being twisted, bent and cut in half so that only the bad sounding stuff showed, but she wasn’t. Not even now, after everything that’d happened. Every time something like this came up from behind to knock her feet out from under her, she got worried about what Evan was thinking. Would he eventually stop trusting her? Nina wouldn’t be surprised if it came to that. At every turn, she was having to defend herself against a number of his friends that talked her down. It was exhausting; absolutely, one hundred percent draining. But at each of those same turns, he brushed the foreign words off and she was at an unfathomable point of thankfulness for that. She didn’t know if she could handle adding him onto the growing list of lost friends; not now, when her feelings for him seemed to be multiplying by the hour. 

Nina raised a tan hand to the side of her face, using her fingers to brush a long stand of chestnut hair from her cheek. Minutes ago, she’d felt her pocket vibrate as a result of an incoming text message. From Evan; he wanted to meet her out by the pool. She glanced into the mirror with chocolate hues, looking over her casual attire. No use in changing. The actress dropped to her knees with a light thud, reaching out in front of herself for a black duffel bag that rested underneath her bed. In no time, the compartment was stuffed to it’s very limits with pillows, small and large. 

After tossing the strained bag over her shoulder, she grabbed three blankets — as that’s all her free hand could manage, and trekked out the door while wondering for a brief moment where her roommate’d run off to. Probably in the theater, where he said he’d move to, to make things easier after everything happened earlier that day, even though she’d protested. Just one after another, the hits kept coming. And what a sight it was see as Nina made her best effort to descend the stairs, from the third to first floor and waddle out the back door; she was just glad that nobody was around to behold it.

The concrete pool-side felt cold against her bare feet, and it was a relatively quiet, dim night — refreshing. Her eyes fell to Evan, who’d already set himself up on the other side of the pool. After a short moment of mindless gazing, she struggled to walk around the giant hole of water, careful not to take a wrong step that would send herself and their supplies into a very wet state. “Hey.” Nina managed softly, with a halfhearted grin forming upon her lips, after she’d dropped the bag and blankets onto a lounge chair. Her attention darted, momentarily, to the pool that reflected the still darkening sky; “It’s a pretty night.” She would’ve said more — should’ve said more, but couldn’t. Nina Dobrev had done enough word vomiting onto this guy for one millennium. 

[evnthomas]

The stillness of the night worked a well-appreciated calming sensation over Evan, and he allowed his mind to stop whirring, to enjoy the silence, polluted only by the soft chirping of crickets, until their cries brought him back round, full circle, to Nina. He had read once that male crickets created that infamous noise by rubbing their forewings together to attract a female suitor, and as stupid as it was, at this point, everything brought some kind of reminder of the brunette starlet. She plagued his mind for hours of each day, even beginning to appear in his dreams, if only briefly. The other night she had served him in Wal-Mart. A couple of nights before that she had been driving the bus that took him to Six Flags, somehow becoming the star of the show in each one of them. He wasn't sure what it was about her, but she demanded attention with each little thing she did. It was no wonder he wasn't the only one who had been captivated by her charm the moment he had met her.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of broken down thoughts, a movement from across the other side of the pool stirred him, and he pulled himself from his thought induced paralysis to begin unloading the contents from his gym bag- namely, the one blanket that had managed to escape dog hair free from his room.

Lying it down upon the sunbed, Evan climbed upon it and glanced over at Nina as she approached, offering yet another reassuring smile that seemed almost routine from whenever they first saw eachother after another misunderstanding. It happened often, but the way he saw it, it was just another hint that there was something there worth holding onto. Neither of them were quitters. They had both faught for what little of a relationship they actually had, neither of them willing to surrender to misconceptions.

"Sure is. We picked a good one." He nodded in agreement, though in hindsight he had been the one to force tonight upon her. They had intended to slum it out by the pool for a while now, but with what had just taken place, tonight felt like the best option. They needed to spend some time together as a reminder of why they continued to go against popular opinion. "And, look what I brought." Reaching behind him, Evan grabbed the acoustic guitar by the neck and brought it into Ninas view. "I'm not quite the Clapton, but I think I can make it through a reasonable amount of Wonderful Tonight without fucking up." He shrugged. With all the spare time living in the mansion offered, ever since their conversation, Evan had attempted to nail the classic, only managing to get the first four minutes right before the mistakes came flying in when it became too complicated for him to remember.

[stellabellas-deactivated2014010]

In that case, I suggest clearing your schedule from here on out because I know what our next movie project is going to be!!

[evnthomas]

Damn, Ryan Murphy's going to be pissed, but if it means I'll be the next Daniel Craig, I can deal with an angry hat enthusiast. If you're in it they may as well add a musical number to make the most of what you have to offer.

[stellabellas-deactivated2014010]

I finished watching Skyfall for the twentieth something time and now all I can think about is how I just really, really want to be Bond girl one day.

[stellabellas-deactivated2014010]

[evnthomas]

Whenever I finish watching Skyfall for the twentieth something time, all I can think about is how I just really, really want to be James Bond one day.

[evnthomas]

next time you see her → nina&evan.

To say his relationship with Nina had been an eventful one was an understatement. To say they even had a relationship was an overstatement. The truth was, what they had together, up until this point, was impossible to put a label on. The emotions she made him feel on a daily basis were beyond anything he had felt for a girl before- for better or for worse; elated, disconcerted, joyous, somber, comfortable, fortunate- he felt them all, something that had tipped him off, today more than ever, about how he truly felt for her.

Up until this point, there had always been an underlying factor that had kept his feet glued firmly in the safe zone, yet now his guilt was fading, and he could feel himself falling further for Nina, something that he knew a couple of his friends would severely judge him for, but that didn't stop him from swiftly tapping a text out to her, the keys vibrating softly under his fingers with every letter.

Meet me out by the pool, bring a shit load of cushions. It's happening tonight come rain or shine.

So what if he was a fool? Wasn't life about taking those chances that seemed like bad ideas, if your gut was telling you to? Most of the time they turned out to be the best decisions you ever make, and he was not about to let her slip by without at least testing out what could have been.

With that in mind, Evan strode down the empty hallway, guitar in one hand, a gym bag in the other. The mansion was relatively quiet for that time of night. He could only assume that most of the residents were just heading off to bed, bar a few late-nighters, and he managed to make it down to the outside pool without coming into contact with another person. It was better that way; calmer. The pool itself reflected the serene night, lying still with the light of the moon glistening down onto it's surface, and Evan sat himself down infront of it, watching the occassional ripple and awaiting Ninas appearance, assuming she had actually read his text, or it looked like another lonely night was in store for him.

[evnthomas]

ARE YOU MAKING OUT WITH A BLOWUP DOLL?

HER NAME IS BETSY.

[frcgfce-deactivated20180117]

Is there anyone I haven’t said hello to? Well, if so, hello!

[evnthomas]

Hey, stranger. It's been a fucking eternity- How have you been?

[pce-ari-blog]

Can I be honest? I’ve never actually had curry.. The thought of eating it just scares me. Everyone tells me it’s spicy and I just can’t deal with that stuff.

[evnthomas]

Korma's not spicy at all, just creamy and...coconutty. What's going on, anyway? Everything all good in the Grande condo?

[amandaseyfriedx-deactivated2013]

I don’t think you’ve got anything to worry about; I don’t think he likes her that way. But I’m hardly an expert on Alex Pettyfer, so what the hell do I know, right?

[evnthomas]

Anyway, thinking about him gives me kidney disease, so what have you been up to since we last spoke? How was your vacation?

[perrieedwardshere-deactivated20]

I’ll help you cook it if you want. And yes, we should start a petition too.

[evnthomas]

That'd probably be a safer option. I need a spotter when I cook to make sure I don't burn the place down. If that happened again, I'm pretty sure people would start sharpening their pitchforks and chase me out of town.