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Haley Burton / 23 / she/her

[haleybrton]

sydney sweeney | she/her | cisfemale | hey, you know haley burton? i’m pretty sure they’re 23 and have lived here for 23 years. they spend most of their time at the fountain but also go to the beach a lot. if you ask me, they can be amiable, but also superficial at times. if you want to get on their good side, give them a sunflower next time you see them! | kirby, 23, she/her, cst

full name: haley marie burton

age/d.o.b.: 23, april 14th 1998

gender/pronouns: cisfemale, she/her

sexuality: lesbian

height: 5′3″

+ traits: amiable, fashionable, creative, confident

- traits: superficial, pretentious, airheaded, sarcastic

hobbies: photography, fashion, watercolors

friends: emily burton (begrudgingly), alex mullner, libby wyler, abigail knox (ex girlfriend)

“i’m feeling an urge to go shopping. ugh! i wish there was a mall around here.”

haley is the second born child in the burton family, following her sibling emily by a few years. the burtons were wealthy couple; their homey, comfortable residence in pelican town wasn’t due to a lack of funds, it was just because they loved the town and wanted their kids to grow up in that welcoming environment

that didn’t stop them from traveling all over with their daughters, though! haley and emily did a lot of exploring around with their parents as they were growing up, and always got whatever their little hearts desired. haley definitely grew up spoiled; trips to the mall were frequent any time her sights were set on getting something. her adoration for photography was born from this very pattern; her parents assumed it’d be a phase she grew out of within weeks, as most things she set her sights on were, but she grew attached to the disposable camera they bought her and continued using up all the film on them until her parents bought her a proper camera. she’s since upgraded multiple times, but her trusty old first camera is still on display proudly in her bedroom.

growing up, haley befriended alex mullner, another pelican town local that was the same age as her, and they were fast friends. he was the only person that could handle her, so to speak - he either didn’t take her shit or just let it roll off her back. they were truly a match made in heaven, and that much was evident to the both of them the older they got. so much so that they decided to start dating in high school. things were great for a while, haley was happy, but all things that glitter are not gold.

as their relationship progressed, it started feeling worse and worse. alex was happy - he was planning their future, molding his life around the idea of marrying her and having kids together in the future. to him, everything was perfect between them. haley was less sure, and couldn’t put her finger on exactly why for a long time. but a while after graduating high school and settling into her adult life, so to speak, it hit her. she was a lesbian. and as much as she loved alex, she didn’t love him in the way he needed her to and the way she so desperately wanted to.

it was hard, but she came out and they broke up. it put a slight strain on their friendship, for sure, but like with everything, they got past it and have resumed their inseparable friendship since. he’s still her favorite person in the world, in spite of their past.

since, haley has come out publicly and is no longer ashamed or worried about what people think. it’s part of her, and if anyone has an issue with it, that’s on them, not her. she’s fallen right back into her typical girly, snooty, ostentatious personality. a few years back, she and emily’s parents left pelican town to travel the world independently, leaving the house to the girls. haley adores the extra freedom and the allowances they send the kids every week. she’s attached to her camera and attached to her clothes, and she’s not afraid to judge your choice in such. saying she’s an acquired taste is an understatement tbh.

[livixdunne-blog]

70 horrible questions ... Fuck it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favourite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favourite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favourite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?

[haleybrton]

@farmermary and @drharveycoleman too!

[haleybrton]

staryem​:

Emily squealed at the mention of ghosts from their sister’s oh-so familiar voice. “No, no, silly. Ghosts wouldn’t be that responsive at this time of day. Don’t you know this by now?” They glanced to their sibling and gave a wink, then looked back to the flower. Their plucking ritual continued on, but a new sense of calm washed over them at Haley’s presence. Sure, they were together most of the time, but it didn’t change the familiarity she brought that eased Emily’s mind at any point. Unless they were having a particularly rough bicker… then maybe Haley’s presence wasn’t so calming. 

Finally the fresh orange flower was plucked from its resting spot and joined the chorus of colors already in the bouquet. “This was a nice way to spend my day, huh?” Haley’s compliment meant a lot, because Emily did need to take time for themselves. Usually the routine they followed was work, cleaning, grocery shopping, aerobics, and sewing – so flower picking was rather refreshing. Even better, this would set them up to be able to press flowers all week – art, clothes, dyes – they could keep busy for a while with this bunch of flowers. At the invitation Emily quickly gathered up the flowers and stood. 

Joining their sister, they smiled brightly and chimed, “as long as we keep them safe, I’m down. There might be some blooms at the wishing well, too.” Thinking for a moment, they added, “And I could always use some new pictures of my clothes. Sandy’s been asking to see more of them.” A smile was plastered to Em’s face as she began the way to the well. “Have you thought about coming out to the graves at night and taking pictures, though? I mean… if you play with the exposure and stuff you could see… y’know, stuff from the other world.” It was an honest suggestion, an idea that had crossed their mind several times already. If it weren’t for the pure respect for Haley and her things, Emily would have already grabbed the camera and done the investigating themselves. 

...

Emily was... a colorful character, perhaps. Haley would be the first one in line to volunteer that information up. She made fun of them for it pretty often - always rolling her eyes or scoffing under her breath at some of the more interesting things her sibling would throw her way. The casual suggestion of ghosts lingering around the graveyard was one of those things. Haley rolled her eyes, despite the smile that tugged at the corners of her mouth. As silly as she found Emily at times, the love she felt for her was insurmountable. If anyone else dared to mock them for their apparent understanding of the local ghosts and their schedule, there’d be an issue.

“Hm, I don’t normally associate with the ghosts here, but I’m glad for the update.” Really, Haley didn’t not believe in ghosts. Emily was a goof at times, but with how close they lived to the cemetery and how many ancient bones were buried under their feet, she couldn’t not be a little superstitious. But she simply chose to act like she didn’t believe in any of it. That was all she could do to soothe the nerves that accompanied living so close to the graveyard. In spite of her teasing, though, it was really nice seeing Emily enjoying their free time. As perky and excitable of a person as they always were, they worked themselves to the bone most of the time. Laying in the grass and picking flowers to pass the time suited her, really.

“We won’t squash them, don’t worry. I think it’d look really pretty if we got some shots of you in the grass with them all around you. Really serene, you know?” Haley was visualizing all her ideas as they walked, a bit zoned out in deep consideration. The wishing well was really a gorgeous spot, and she’d found that Emily was a very good subject for photoshoot. It would be a piece of cake and a generally nice time together. “Oh Sandy wants to see some more pictures?” She playfully bumped her shoulder into theirs as they walked, wiggling her eyebrows in a suggestive manner. “Mhm, I’m sure she does.” But she let out a self-amused giggle at herself.

“Nuh-uh, Em, you are not gonna trick me into going out there and getting possessed or something. No chance.” Haley shook her head steadfastly, blond hair whipping with the motion. But she paused in thought for a moment. “Okay, maybe if you promise to do my share of the chores for two weeks. And we do a sage burn, like, immediately after. And sprinkle salt on the doorways and window sills. All that stuff. Only then, though! I’m not into messing around with spirits!”

[haleybrton]

What was the hardest part about coming out?

"All of it was pretty hard, if I'm being real. It sucked ass. But the worst part was breaking up with Alex. He's been my best friend since, like... always, and I wanted to marry him someday. Having to come to terms with the fact that I didn't love him that way and having to tell him that was nearly impossible for me to deal with. We're all good now, he's still my best friend and my soulmate, but it was really rough."

[haleybrton]

honesty hour

Mary too!

[t70sgifs]

[wolfenotwere]

was this @alxmullner and abby when she was dating @haleybrton ???

[haleybrton]

abbyknox​:

— location: Pierre’s General Store

— open to all 

flour *click* sugar *click* rice *click* click click click 

Abby crossed her legs on the floor and stuck the pricing gun to her forehead *click* It had slowed down long enough for her to get some stocking done. With her father meeting with a new supplier and her mother getting a chance to meet friends in town, Abby was left to run the store on her own. Of course she had done it before, but she hated when no one was there. No one to talk to, no one to distract her, no one to keep her mind from wondering what else there is in life. “uuugghhh” Abby groaned to the canned vegetables, folding flat to the floor. Closing her eyes, she let her thoughts wander about what she would be doing if she was off at college instead of the floor of the dry goods aisle. Coming back to the land of the here and now, Abby opened her eyes back up to a figure that she hadn’t heard enter. “Fuck” she shot up to a sitting position “where did you come from?”

...

Haley didn’t frequent the general shop - at least not the front of it. Just a few years back, she’d spent much of her free time upstairs with the youngest employee at the shop. The front of the store, though? She usually just asked Emily, Alex, or Libby to grab her things when they made trips, or she took advantage of JojaMart’s delivery service if no one was available to wait on her hand and foot. But today, there was a backlog on delivery, Emily was at work, and Alex and Libby had the audacity to do something that Haley had no interest in. Pierre’s it was, then. The silver lining was that she at least had the potential to see Abby there. And she did... laying flat on the floor. “Your wildest dreams,” Haley replied decidedly, leaning against the shelf as she gazed down at her ex-girlfriend on the floor. “You know how nasty the floor is, right? I know you half-ass mopping, so you’re laying in an unholy amount of mud and gunk right now. Was it worth the dramatics, Abs?”

[namtan]

[haleybrton]

@alxmullner

[haleybrton]

staryem​:

With hands tucked into the pockets their sundress Emily circled around the fountain, hair a calculated mess and fingers brushing the gems brought along for today’s adventure. Days away from the saloon were rare – in fact, they practically lived there; so much so that days off were a complete perplexed haze for the barmaid. Pelican Town was their home, they’ve explored what they care to explore, know the places read: people to avoid. Now though? Now they were just killing time, letting the day lead them to wherever, because in the end… that’s where they were supposed to be. Pacing turned into wandering, making the familiar trek from the fountain, around town, and eventually leading to the graveyard. 

“Hm. Reflection is needed today – not another day to wither away under the sun.” The villager picked a familiar family headstone, pressed against the back, and then slid down to sit. “Ah, I didn’t bring a journal… how do I reflect without a journal?” The question bounced around their head, repeating as brown hues traced the landscape in front of them. Eventually the weeds from the dirt started pouring new stories of life from loss, and the flowers started speaking in a familiar hum of ethereal storytelling. Daisies, lilacs, baby’s breath, and sweet peas chirped in the wind, telling her a thousand different stories. Once a tell was finished, they gave a small “thank you” before plucking it from the ground, examining it, and then grouping it with the growing bouquet in their hand. 

Emily, caught up in florals, didn’t notice the time passing, or the people passing. They were focused and inspired. “These lilacs could make amazing prints on fabric,” they mused under their breath, now aiming to find more colorful flowers to make even more amazing prints. Suddenly green hues locked in on an orange chrysanthemum – an immaculate pair to the light purples coveted in their left hand. “Oh!” The shout led to action, careless action, as they bolted forward to admire the flower; not aware of surroundings. 

It was a really, really nice day, finally. Haley hated the winter. Everything outside was dead and stiff, the usually green and flowery grass was coated in a blanket of snow, the water was still or even frozen at times. It was lame, and she kept to the warmth of her bedroom and much as she possibly could to avoid it. It hadn’t fully warmed up outside just yet - Haley still had to unfortunately wear pants instead of her favored skirts and dressed - but at least it was looking better. The grass was returning, as were the leaves on the trees and the stray wildflowers that littered the ground. It was finally nice enough to go outside.

Haley’s first thought was going to spend some time at the fountain, just enjoying the fresh air and sound of the water trickling. Or maybe the beach, with the sand beneath her toes and seagulls cawing loudly. But another thought popped into her head. Nestled away into the mountain, just a short hike up past the carpentry shop, was an old wishing well. Her parents used to take her and Emily up there when they were little so they could toss in their coins and make their wishes. It had been a while since she’d been up there, probably about a year, and the walk sounded pretty nice right about then. And it’d make for some great shots, seeing as she was trying to update her portfolio with some nicer shots.

So, camera around her neck and equipment bag over her shoulder, Haley put on her “hiking boots” that definitely were just for aesthetic and not for actual hiking and head out the door. The town graveyard was in sight from their front door, and it was usually a totally depressing eyesore for Haley, but she was surprised to see her older sibling hanging out there. Though it really shouldn’t have been surprising. Emily was a wildcard.

“You hanging out with ghosts, weirdo?” she asked after she’d crossed over to greet them. The assortment of flowers gathered on her lap answered the unspoken question of ‘what are you doing?’, and Haley nodded in silent understanding. “I’m just happy to see you’re spending your day off wisely.” She glanced along the path she was about to walk along, pausing in thought, before looking at Emily again. “Come up to the wishing well with me. I wanna take some new shots and I could use a subject. We can figure out something to do with your flowers for the shots, too.”

[haleybrton]

carsbake​:

“Fried Pickles and Tacos Separate are amazing but are you pregnant? Them together are gross as hell, Halez.” The male said with a laugh and looks into her eyes deeply “Because You’re my best friend. What else is new.” Carson said with a laugh as Haley dragged him towards the Saloon.

“Hmm, considering the last time I fucked a guy was, like, almost five years ago, I’m gonna say the chances of me being pregnant are pretty low. I think I’m just so hungry for real food that I’m willing to eat whatever that isn’t quinoa.” She exhaled a very dramatic sigh, like her life was oh-so hard. But she flashed a proud little smile at what he said next. “Hm. Fair. I’m a pretty awesome friend.” She headed into the saloon, crossing over to lean against the bar. “What sounds good to you, Car?”

[haleybrton]

artfolk​:

“yeah. health food isn’t always the best. quinoa has a weird texture to me too. black bean burgers are good though! if you can manage to make them keep their shape. also difficult to do.”

leah pursed their lips, tilting their head to the side. “ok, but i haven’t tried libby’s mom’s muffins yet. i may have to sneak over and swipe some.” leah shoved their hands in their pockets as they walked alongside haley towards the saloon.

“pizza sounds good. i’m not too picky, so you can pick the toppings too. just…no cilantro. it tastes like soap.”

“It’s SO weird! It’s like cous-cous if cous-cous were worse. And cous-cous is already super gross!” Haley exclaimed in obvious disdain, her nose wrinkling up unpleasantly. “I don’t mind black bean burgers, but I have to drown them in sauce or other toppings to mask the texture. It isn’t the best ever.”

“Oh you have the cilantro-soap gene?” she asked. “I always thought Alex was just being dramatic about that - because you know how boys are with greens. So dumb.” She rolled her eyes. “I guess it’s, like, a genetic thing and I should probably apologize to him for making fun of him... but I’m definitely not about to do something like that.” She tugged open the door for them as they got there, letting Leah walk in before her.

[haleybrton]

crestfallenx​:

“Hey, we all make mistakes,” he said with a shrug. He smiled when they linked arms and head in the direction of the saloon. “Okay, the smelling like grass is definitely a downfall, but it’s really not bad. It’s nice to feel tired and like I did something productive in a day. Plus, I don’t gotta pay for a gym membership,” he teased gently. When they got to the saloon, he held the door open for her before they head inside. 

“I don’t think I could do it. Grass and air and stuff are nice smells, but only in, like, candle form. Not that you smell bad or anything! You just smell... like Peter,” she said decidedly, her words followed by a curt but definitive nod. “I’ve grown to appreciate it. You and all your grass stains.” She leaned into his side with a bright affectionate grin before stepping into the saloon, a quick ‘thank you’ passing her lips as she did so. “Wanna get a pizza to split? I’m not picky about toppings, so whatever you want.” A beat passed. “As long as there’s no onions or ground beef. Yuck. Or bacon. Or bell peppers. But whatever else!” 

[t70sgifs]

[haleybrton]

@abbyknox

[haleybrton]

libbywyler​:

“Oh boy, whatever it is I can guess it isn’t going to be good,” Libby said, a small grimace on her face as she braced herself for whatever it was. When Haley responded, her nose wrinkled up in disgust, “Okay, ew. Look, I get the whole vegan thing and like good for her, but fuck quinoa.” She had been just about to suggest they head to The Saloon for a more edible option, but she beat her to it. “Good plan, I always trust whatever Gus cooks up,” she said before shrugging, “Honestly, he might even be able to make quinoa edible,” she said before adding, “Also, I assumed you’d cover me because you love me,” she then playfully blew a kiss in her best friends direction. 

...

Haley knew Libby would be on the same page as her, so when she reacted in disgust, Haley nodded vehemently. “I know! I don’t get her! There’s so many vegan foods that are good but it’s like she wants to be complicated and nasty. I guess she likes being miserable and taking me down with her.” Her bright blue eyes rolled in despair. “Yeah, Gus knows what he’s doing. Clearly more than Em does.” She giggled at the kiss Libby blew at her, bringing her hand up to return the favor. “Ya mooch. You’re lucky I love you as much as I do.” She pushed off of Libby’s couch that she’d only just settled down on, to give the haunting tale of her failed lunch, and headed out the door to go down the stairs to the sidewalk.

[haleybrton]

crestfallenx​:

“She did black bean burgers once that even I have to admit were pretty good,” he chuckled. “But nothing will ever beat the real thing, in my opinion.” He couldn’t help but smile at her sigh. “Let’s have some classic greasy food and too much caffeine. Lord knows I need it after today, I feel like I’m gonna collapse.”

“Yeah, I didn’t mind her black bean burgers. She makes beyond meat ones a lot too and I really like those. She just crossed a line with this one.” Haley shook her head solemnly before hooking her arm through his to head off on the short walk to the saloon. “I bet! I couldn’t spend a single day doing all the shit that you do. I’d have to take a billion showers and even more breaks.” Her nose wrinkled up unpleasantly. “I’ll treat you, though. And maybe get that grass scent off of you.”

[haleybrton]

crestfallenx​:

Peter scrunched up his face at the idea of quinoa burgers. “Okay, that sounds nasty and I try to be pretty open minded. I’ll never say no to free food though, and I could really go for some fries or something.”

“No right, though? I’m all for a good veggie burger, but quinoa? Like, burgers are supposed to taste good.” Haley rolled her eyes and let out a very melodramatic sigh. “Yes, fries! Instead of... like, skinny cut carrots or some shit. I don’t even know, Emily’s always trying to make ‘healthy’ versions of yummy foods. I’ll get us a big plate of actual tasty fries. And some iced coffees - Gus makes a really good one.”

[haleybrton]

carsbake​:

“Fired Pickles and tacos?” Carson said as he looks at her then said “ What the fuck is a Quinoa Burger?” The male asked the female as he said “Sure I’ll go with you but it’s for a drink and a real burger and sweet potato fries are needed right about now. No no, I’m buying and that’s not me asking. I’m telling you damn it.” 

“If only she made me fried pickles and tacos. That sounds delicious right now. But no, she made a burger full of lies and sadness.” Haley exhaled a very dramatic sigh with a roll of her wide eyes. “You spoil me, Car. I’m buying next time!” Though she knew he’d never let her. Still, she hooked her arm through his to pull him towards the saloon with her.