breakable heaven

devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes aidan thompson ⚢ sydnee avery sean moon

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sonderbound‌:

“i’m so sorry for my distraction.” she moves to tuck her book back in her bag. “i suppose, if you’re finished, maybe i could treat you to some coffee?”

“Mm, it’s a welcome distraction, I guess.” Ainsley teases as she mirrors the other brunette’s actions, tucking her forgotten homework back into her backpack. “Coffee sounds good, let’s do it.” 

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nottheripperjack‌:

“Oh God, please don’t tell me about any of the fun that you two have been having. Nope, nuh uh, don’t wanna hear it.” She mockingly covers her ears and closes her eyes for a moment before grinning and pulling them away. Fuck. Sydnee would push about this. In fact, she somehow always seemed to know what buttons to push and in what order. Double fuck. “Uh… You uh… You remember Riley? The uh, highway patrol cop?” She scratched her chin awkwardly, needing to look anywhere but Sydnee’s direction. “Well we uh… We’re kind of… A thing. No labels yet but… A thing. And stuff.”

Sydnee laughs warmly at Jack’s mocking with a playful roll of her eyes. “Fine, but you’re missing out on some pretty hot details. Your loss,” she jokes back. But she momentarily forgets all about her own relationship gossip when Jack lets on that she has at least a little bit of her own, something she would never want to miss out on. “Oh my god, Jack!” she exclaims excitedly. “No fucking way! Get it.” She chuckles at herself and lets her tone even out to something more serious. “I’m so happy for you, for real. Are you happy with the no labels right now? Tell me more about her.” 

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xmargot‌:

                                             you must be new. something about the others tone in the way those few words slipped from her tongue… left a DISTASTE against margot’s taste buds. while some may bite back, or silently turn their knees to their side of the car, gaze out the window, and simply DROP this blunt conversation… margot didn’t. instead, the woman’s lids closed in the evening light. a chuckle rose from her throat,  “  here and there. certainly not here. ”  it was true. the woman had recently spent a few years of her life in new york. the BIG apple … some would call. before that ? brussels was her other origin of schooling. half of her family lived in bristol, and margot had been born in paris. what a cultured life. it certainly left a mark of lavishness on the tip of her tongue. 

“  its just not my cup of tea. ”  she wasn’t a PRUDE. just one who wasn’t afraid of mentioning what she liked, and didn’t. as for everyone else; to each their own.  “  oh, don’t be so tense. it’s just an uber ride. ”  - and as IF she could fit a canister of fabreeze in her chanel clutch. that ALONE was laughable. especially because if she could, she wouldn’t. there were about eight-thousand OTHER objects she’d carry along with her before such.  “ –and you ? ”  it was without malice. though eyes were direct, unafraid of the contact.  “  because you smell as if you bathe in it, that means you originate from here.. ? . take me under you arm and teach me the ways of a local angel of the city dipped in patchouli and cannabis. i beg of you. ”  a hint of sarcasm, and a cheeky grin stretched on her lips. 

The blonde’s chuckle made Sean look up from her phone and back towards the woman sitting beside her. She gave her a quick nod at the confirmation that she indeed was new here--it wasn’t a hard thing to pick up on after living in the city of angels for nearly two decades now. “That’s fair, to each their own,” Sean started while shifting a bit in her seat. “But it does come off as a bit entitled that you’re so outwardly rude to a total stranger about it.” She had the patience for a lot of things, but “the-world-revolves-around-me” attitude was definitely not one of them. 

“I moved here from Colorado in my twenties, so like, a lifetime ago,” Sean replied with a laugh, mostly to herself. She wasn’t really sure why she was telling her this, knowing the woman most likely couldn’t really give a damn--but she was high, and then came the too much talking. “I just work in the industry, that’s why I smell like it.” The brunette can’t help but return her grin with a smirk of her own at the sarcastic remark. Her fellow ride sharer did have a point--it was just an Uber ride, why not just have fun with it and not ruin the high? “Something tells me you’re not the type to actually beg very often.” 

[dxmeters]

Though her attitude was never the best, not by a long stretch, Litely found herself in a particularly bad mood that afternoon. It seemed whatever could go wrong, would go wrong. And she hadn’t even had a drink yet - which is what she was currently on her way to remedy. And by remedy, she did mean get absolutely wasted. If only the human sidewalk hogger in front of her would hurry up. “Excuse me.” Voice sickly sweet, she finally gave in and addressed the other woman. “I was wondering…” Patience growing impossibly slimmer, she dropped any charade. “If you could move the fuck out of the way.” 

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Ainsley was bored with working so hard on her homework that realistically she couldn’t give two shits about. Although she had a midterm coming up, she decided to spend the afternoon with her camera strapped around her neck to take pictures of whatever inspired her, wherever she found herself. She slowed her walking down the sidewalk to capture the way the sunlight made the trees look like they were glowing, and just as she got the shot she was after, she heard a voice speak up behind her. Ainsley turned to face the other brunette with an eyebrow raised. “Really?” she replied incredulously with a dry laugh. “Who took a piss in your coffee this morning to give you an attitude like that? I doubt you’re in that much of rush.” 

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grlx-almighty‌:

Face flushed, CJ still feels the imprint of Sydnee’s back burning against the front of her body from their time dancing. There’s a wide smile, equal parts from alcohol and Sydnee in general, on her face. She flings an arm up in the air to get the bartender’s attention. Her shirt’s ridden up, and she only knows that cause the girl next to her points it out to her, then follows up with eyes. She doesn’t stray away, knows her shark of a beautiful girlfriend will be baring teeth the moment she sees. And, fuck, CJ loves feeling wanted by Sydnee. So, she plays it up, lets her shoulder brush against the girl’s and answers some shallow questions with Yeah, I’m from the area. No, it’s actually my first time here at Retro, she lies, the words slurred.

When Sydnee comes back, CJ’s heart flutters in her chest. Toned arms are around her girlfriend instantly, the random girl already forgotten. “Missed you more, babygirl,” she replies within seconds, hands coming down to fall at the curve of Sydnee’s ass, squeezing and pulling her up in the process. The added height allows CJ to kiss her all that deeper, eventually her hands coming to rest at the small of Sydnee’s back, dropping the shorter girl back down. With her arms still around Sydnee, she presses her nose against the other blonde’s cheek to leave a kiss, mouth now closer to her ear. “Can we do one more song? I’m huuungry,” she complains, digs her hands underneath Sydnee’s shirt, nails digging into her side to be cutesy while waiting for their new drinks. 

Sydnee drunkenly giggles into CJ’s lips and moves one hand to tangle in her girlfriend’s hair as she’s lifted off the floor. She lets the rest of the bar fade away, the feeling of CJ’s hands gripping her ass and their lips pressed together the only things grounding her to reality.  Beaming up at the other blonde when her feet return to the ground, Sydnee keeps her body pressed up against CJ’s and nods in response to her question. “I’ve got one more song in me,” she starts, grinning proudly. She stands up on her tiptoes to loud-whisper back into her ear. “Are you actually hungry? Or just like...hungry for me?” A laugh slips through Sydnee’s lips at the slurred out wording of her own question before she presses a kiss to CJ’s jaw. “I’m feeling both.” 

When their drinks are placed on the bar in front of them, Sydnee grabs hers and takes a few quick gulps of it. “We finishing these before we head back?” she questions, gesturing towards the crowded dance floor. “Or taking them along for the ride? You know I can chug if need be.” Her eyes never leave CJ’s, and her free hand reaches up to tuck a piece of golden hair behind the surfer’s ear. 

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sonderbound‌:

“oh yes.” quinn starts, her eyebrows raising. “that’s what i do now, don’t you know? just follow girls around the library, hoping they’ll give me some attention.”

“I’m not insinuating you follow girls around. Just me,” Ainsley shoots back with a smug grin. “Duh...But seriously, what’re you up to? You took me out of the homework zone so I’ll be pissed if you tell me you’re deadset on staying here.” 

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nottheripperjack‌:

“No! Oh god, what would I even do there? Besides geek out. You’d be too embarrassed to let me through the damn door.” Jack chuckled before showing Sydnee her keys that were attached to a lanyard. A silver D20 key-chain hung from it. “First off, this is either your best friend or your enemy. But don’t worry, we can go over the fates of the dice gods later.” Taking a sip of her pop, Jack looked over at the other woman and smirked. “You two. I never would have thought but I mean… Clearly blondes do have all the fun.” She shakes her hair with a grin before cupping her chin in her palm. “I’m glad you’re happy though. I’d kill her if not.” Jack choked mid-sip of her drink when Sydnee asked her how she was. “Oh you know… Nothing… Out of the ordinary. Pfft. I’m boring. Let’s get back to you.” Smooth. Real smooth Jack.

“Dude, I do not get embarrassed about that shit. That’s what conventions are for!” Sydnee laughs, and then focusses her attention on what Jack’s showing her. She nods and tries to retain the information. “Luck of the dice, got it. I’ll be ready to learn it all.” Sydnee can’t help but grin when her friend teases her a little about CJ. “We have the most fun, for sure. I promise you have nothing to worry about, she’s literally a dream,” she gushes. Her brows furrow at Jack’s reaction, noticing that something is definitely off there. “Mm, I don’t think so,” she starts, tone light though she’s definitely about to push. “Doesn’t sound like nothing, babe. Is everything okay?”

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At least five tequila shots deep, Ainsley finds herself pressed up against a closed stall with the older blonde she’d been eyeing across Retrograde all night. She excused herself from Mack far too long ago for her friend to not know what she’s actually up to in the bathroom, but whatever, no shame. Once they make their departure from the stall, Ainsley gives the woman a goodbye kiss on the cheek and a wink before finding Mack standing by the bar. “Hey, what’d I miss?” she asks casually when she reaches the other brunette’s side. She grabs the bartender's attention and orders a Long Island Iced Tea (because why not) before turning back to her friend. “What’s the vibe for the rest of the night? It’s still early,” she says, wiggling her eyebrows with a smirk. @crystvlskies​

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outsidethelines‌:

Marra understands all too well the difference between pursuing a one-night stand and the kind of pressure that comes from going for someone you’re really into. The feeling (and anticipation) of taking that first step with someone new paled in comparison, in all aspects, to any casual fling, at least in her experience. So she empathizes with Aidan, allowing her friend to fidget and meander in peace without persecution. Even Marra, for as bold and inappropriate as she knows she can be, there’s a time and place for poking fun and this was not it. Instead, she beams with a hint of pride in her eyes, grateful that Aidan (with a little encouragement) is talking openly about someone who is so clearly very special.

“That sounds, like, literal goals,” Marra gushes, hands flailing freely as she uses them to emphasize. “Please, after all the times I’ve talked your poor ears off about the ladies in my life? You’re hardly rambling. And you know I’m always all ears.” Taking her turn taking another hit, knowing it’s probably unwise but doing it anyways, she returns to a new state of comfort, sitting criss-cross on the couching and facing her body fully at Aidan. “I don’t think I know her food truck, but since the new game, I’ve been spending most of my meals in the studio. Sounds like I might have to do some recon on this cartoony cutie soon.” Marra pauses, digests a thought, and smirks at Aidan. “If you guys ever watch anything I’ve worked in, just know that’s my spirit demanding you to get your mack on, okay? I’m putting that out into the universe right now.”

Aidan shifts her body to mirror Marra’s so she can face her friend. The hit starts to bring the initial anxiety of talking about her feelings down, and she is able to relax more into their conversation. She shoots Marra an eyebrow raise and a grin of approval when the blonde takes another hit. “You definitely should check it out. She’s in this area a lot...I kind of feel like much more so since we started hanging out, but...that might just be my lesbian wishful thinking,” Aidan says with a chuckle and feels heat rise in her cheeks. She takes the bong back from her friend and lets it rest in her lap while she listens to Marra, laughing and rolling her eyes. “Alright, alright. I’ll take it as a sign if that ever happens. Maybe it’ll score me some points if I know a voice actor on one of her favorite shows.” 

Resuming the bowl they’re in the middle of, Aidan takes a hit and shrugs. “I think I’m gonna need to make a move soon, though. You know I love to cuddle, but damn would I like to kiss her,” she says goofily. “Lemme show you her.” Aidan passes the bong to Marra so she can grab her phone from the table, and scrolls through her gallery to a Snapchat she had taken with Zena. “She’s so hot.” 

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sonderbound‌:

“oh, sweet girl,” quinn croons. her hand reaches out and carefully brushes a stray tendril from aisley’s eyes. “you bring out a lot in me.”

ainsley had always reminded her of french girls. maybe it’s the sweet slope of her jaw. her petite nose. the way her eyes reminded her of chocolate paired with the sweet rosé of her lips. or maybe it’s just the vision of seeing the girl with the eiffel tower behind her, the moment they’d first kissed. it was a little piece of home in the big city, and she found a comfort in it. 

Ainsley rolls her eyes playfully at Quinn’s words and captures her bottom lip between her teeth at the feeling of gentle fingers just barely grazing her forehead. “Believe me, I know I do. That’s what makes this so fun, Q.” She winks before leaning back in her chair with a grin still playing at her lips. “So, what brings you to the library today? Or are you stalking me?” she teases, narrowing her eyes at Quinn. 

[xmargot]

          *sᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ: ᴜʙᴇʀ ᴘᴏᴏʟ. //

                             it was piney. slightly SKUNKY; margots nostrils soon regret the flare to the scent. she wasn’t personally attuned to it as the woman hadn’t had the vice. there was a moment in her youth where she fell to her knees for cigarettes - mainly for aesthetic purposes to impress older women. her lungs declared her to stop along with a distaste she had for it all.  it was the smell, and the stop all together as margot felt irritation tickle at the back of her neck. why had she taken uber, let alone POOL ?? primarily because she was smart enough to know that one-too many drinks of champagne would be downed just to get her through the night. a boring art buyer was throwing a party. most of the guests would be cookie cutter living off of their parents money with no purpose in life than to spend it, … or the other party goers were going to be …. elderly. her lips tried not to part into a yawn over the thought. 

                – and because if a yawn WOULD happen, she’d TASTE the scent of what was beside her. it was time, the door shut, and margot’s eyes shifted to the forced company beside her. … well. … the sight her eyes took in was not what had been expected. honest, she was expecting a stoner, one who would look for space on the floorboard to place his/her skateboard … but JESUS … this was a woman… one not sore to her eyes, FANTASTIC hair… and … no more thoughts. margot sat in her collected poise feeling her insides rattle. fingers lithe, moved across the fabric of her MARCHESA dress. …  “   this dress is fresh from the runway, and you’re fresh from a proper skunk yard.  ”  scoffed. would this be a long ride ?  “  perhaps we should test fabreeze and see if they can REALLY cover up any smell into a fresh setting.  ”  GOD. 

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Walking out of her “business meeting” (aka basically just a smoke sesh with the owners of one of the shops her company distributed to, to show them a new product), Sean looked back and forth from her Uber app to the road, scanning for the license plate number that matched the one on her phone screen. You’d think after years of smoking weed, she would have mastered not getting the paranoia that sometimes comes along with it. But even now, her palms were a little sweaty at the thought of not being able to find the car she was supposed to get into, or worse, getting into the wrong car. 

The CEO was successful in finding her Uber Pool (because carpooling helps the environment, obviously), and after a quick confirmation with the driver, she was met with the sight of an attractive, younger blonde dressed to posh perfection. Sean gave her co-rider a friendly-enough half-smile, which was not returned. Alright...It’s gonna be that kind of ride, she thought to herself and looked down at her phone to just completely check out of the situation...Until the woman decided to speak up, and Sean could only look up at her incredulously with her eyebrows raised. “Really? You live in LA and you’re still bothered by the smell? You must be new.” She shook her head and chuckled dryly to herself, rolling her eyes. “If you carry fabreeze with you, be my guest.”

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simplesublime‌:

I got yours too. Of course I meant it, Z. - - the conformation, twined with the rush of knowing that aidan read her gram sent a pounding to her heart. zena had a breathy laugh leave her lips at the mention of the other one, so she retrieved the gram that CJ wrote from her. “ does this ring any bells?” she asked with a soft tone, holding it out to the other. “i’ve been there before. well, obviously - - me being a lightweight and all.” she rolled her eyes jokingly. she bit down on her lower lip, trying too hard not to be too obvious with her heart eye gaze - - figuring it might border on too creepy, but the tone of the night paired with her increasing buzz was all but causing her thoughts to be only on making a move. all those nights, stoned on the couch, snuggling watching cartoon network - sitting in the toon truck, goofing around with the different experiments, playing with the puppy - - all of it. she took a deep breath, and quickly blurted out a “ do you want - - uh, you want to dance?” her eyes widened, almost like she was scared she just said something so offensive . but still, her body urged her to keep on… remembering her little mantra she wrote to aidan. so, she took a rather large step forward, holding out her hand… wanting nothing more than to have the courage to kiss the pair of lips belonging to the woman whom kept her thoughts so busy, the woman standing mere inches away from her. her voice dipped shyly, “that is… if you aren’t busy?” 

Fucking CJ, Aidan thought, recognizing her best friend’s signature pencil-scrawled handwriting on the gram even in the low-light of Retro. I’ve been so afraid to tell you how I feel, but I’m not afraid anymore. I like you.  She looks at Zena with a guilty grin. “Um...as true as the message in that one really is,” Aidan starts, gesturing towards it. “I didn’t write that. CJ loves to meddle when I like someone. I’m really sorry, on her behalf,” she says with a chuckle and subconsciously steps closer to Zena when she takes in the sight of her biting her lip. With everything on the table between them, and the way the other brunette is looking at her, she’s ready to make a move whenever the time feels right. “But that beautiful poem was all me.” A soft smile spreads across Aidan’s face at both of Zena’s questions and she’s quick to take her hand in hers. “Never too busy for you.” Tugging her gently forward, Aidan drops Zena’s hand in favor of draping her arm around her shoulders and tucking her close to her side. “Especially not on Valentine’s Day.” She finishes the beer in her hand and sets the empty can down on the bar before guiding the two of them onto the dance floor. The bartender’s hands rest comfortably on the small of Zena’s back once they make a spot for themselves amongst the crowd, and there’s less than an inch separating them now. “I can’t really dance, just a warning,” Aidan jokes into Zena’s ear as she starts swaying as best as she can to the song booming through the speakers. “Maybe you should take the lead with that.”

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sonderbound‌:

“that’s one way to put it,” her eyes flick over the girl, holding back a laugh at her reaction, and watching as the space between them lessens. 

“funny, i was going to say the same thing about you.” her head tilts, eyes flickering down to ainsley’s lips with a lingering moment, before she sits back. “but maybe that’s just american heiresses.”

“Maybe I just bring that out in my French girls,” Ainsley muses with a grin, not missing the brief glance Quinn took towards her lips. She brings her pencil up to tap thoughtfully against her chin as she considered the brunette in front of her. “Maybe us heiresses just make a good match.” 

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Though CJ only walked away to order more drinks for them, like, 2 minutes ago, Sydnee is already missing the feeling of her body against hers. There have been very few moments where they’ve stopped touching in some way tonight at Retro, and that’s how she likes it. But she stayed behind to dance with a friend she found in the crowd while CJ slipped away to get their 5th? 6th? round of drinks. And that was all fine and dandy, until Sydnee glances over to the bar and sees some girl getting way too close to her girlfriend for her comfort. “Be right back,” she calls to her friend over the music before making a determined path towards CJ. Wasting no time once she wedges herself between the surfer and the random girl, Sydnee presses her body against CJ’s and smirks mischievously at her. “Missed you,” she murmurs before bringing one hand to her cheek and one rests on her shoulder, bringing their lips together in a searing kiss. 

// @grlx-almighty​

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grlx-almighty‌:

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Sydnee’s satisfied grin returns when CJ makes quick work of her own shirt. It’s not a sight she’s unfamiliar with by any means, but something about the way the setting sunlight pours into the living room and over the surfer’s features--those arms--makes her look particularly glowing and irresistible. She’s about to dive eagerly back in for a kiss when she finds CJ’s lips instead on her chest, and she’s all too grateful for the direction things are moving.

Eyes flutter closed briefly as Sydnee lets herself soak in the feeling of CJ, only opening them when she feels her nudging for easier access to her neck--and Syd is quick to give it to her. “Mmm,” she murmurs lowly, letting her hands indulgently trail from the blonde hair down the toned arms and anywhere her hands could get to. “I would argue that I’m winning right now. Feels really good.” Her voice comes out breathy, each touch of CJ’s lips against her neck sending her higher.

Sydnee smirks as she feels CJ unclasp her bra, and shifts to let it fully fall from her body. “Eager, are we?” she teases hypocritically before giggling and guiding CJ’s head back up to capture her lips in another heated kiss. Chest pressing up against the other woman’s, she drapes her arms back around her neck and with a mind of their own, her hips start a slow rhythm moving down against CJ’s lap. “Me too,” she whispers against soft lips.

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nottheripperjack‌:

Jack rolled her eyes, practically inhaling the pizza. She was on break from work and had just enough time to see her fave goofball of a streamer and then go back to work. So downing pizza by the slice was a good way to go. “God… I can’t even begin to describe how much I want to go to a con one day. It just sounds like a lot of fun. I really want to meet the people from that one show. Where they stream Dungeons and Dragons. With all the voice actors… Can’t think of it though.” Grabbing another slice, she looked over at Sydnee. “So buttercup, what’s new in your life? Besides the press and the fans constantly hounding ya?”

“You should totally come with me next time I have one to go to! And we can definitely make it our mission to get you to meet anyone you wanna meet,” Sydnee gushed with genuine excitement. “You’ll have to help me get some base knowledge on D&D though so I don’t make, like, a fool of myself. I know nothing.” She laughed and finished off another slice. “Not much! I’ve been apartment hunting, as much as I wanna live in my CJ U-Haul bubble forever,” she jokes. “But I miss my cats so much. They’ve been staying with my parents until I find my own place.” Sydnee finishes up her diet coke and smiles at Jack. “What about you? Any life updates?”