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punchdrunks:
he’s well aware of the sign that read CLOSED, hanging at the glass door in front of him. it’s hard to miss, capitalized and almost scolding him for not coming at least half an hour prior to when it was turned. alexis lived right across the flower shop, and it’s today of all days that he decided to finally ask out the florist he sees every morning. he’s probably a familiar face to her by now as well, so the male decides to end that awkwardness whenever their gazes meet. “ yeah, i know, “ a sheepish grin takes over his face, hand reaching for his pockets. “ i didn’t come for the flowers. “
orion knows his face well enough, always thought he was cute, but she’d never approached him out of fear that she would be rejected. his words strike excitement into her heart, but her natural cynicism crushes it instantly, not allowing her to believe that someone could ever be interested in her. “ oh, then, um... what are you here for? ” she hates how awkward she sounds, almost wincing at her own words. sending him a friendly smile to make up for her weirdness, she leans the broom against the wall and makes her way closer to him.
calliopeisms:
“sorry it took so long! i was really on my grind to finish a painting and i’ve had this weird art block for a few days so, i needed to take advantage of it,” orion sighed as she took her bag from off the shoulder and plopped down on the nearest seat. “wrong address, maybe?” she tried to joke as she examined the painting, cocking her head to the side. “or maybe they just really hate you,” orion said with a scrunched face. “that looks like some revolution era shit… not ugly but definitely not cute.”
“ no worries, i know how irritating a creative block can be. ” brushing the apology off, she continued to stare at the painting for a few seconds, then turned to face orion. “ right? like, it’s well done, but it’s just... blegh. ” clara shivered dramatically before sitting next to the other. “ they have to hate me. there’s no way someone who loves me would ever send me this. ” the art piece was completely the opposite of her aesthetic, and it was already clashing with her interior design.
syndromc:
this was far too EXCESSIVE in hastings opinion, but there was no denying that it was a kind gesture. ‘ extra spending money sounds like an understatement, but thank you. ’ she added opening the box, staring at the expensive bracelet thinking that she would have been fine with something smaller, something that didn’t stick out. carefully, she removed the bracelet from the box sliding it onto her wrist. ‘ you DEFINITELY did, red. ’
sensing hastings’ hesitance with the gift, the redhead gave her friend a comforting smile and place her hand on the girl’s arm. “ i’ll get you something a little more understated next time, i promise. ” there would be a next time, of course, because brinley was a big fan of spoiling those who meant something to her. “ it looks stunning on you, though. ” she added, examining the bracelet briefly.
okay i know y’all are probably tired of seeing these kinds of posts from me already, but i just wanted to let everyone know that i’m alive & here! i’m still out of town at my friends house, & will be until the 26, but i’m gonna try and get replies done some time soon. hopefully before the 26 but no promises. sorry guys! love y’all tho.
alright y’all... i know i disappeared, but i’m (kind of) back now! i was out of town for my brother’s college graduation but i got sick while i was there, so i don’t know how much i’m gonna get done in the next few days. i’m also going out of town in four days to visit my best friend, so like... bear with me pls. i might get a few of my shorter replies done, but my longer ones are going to take longer. sorry pals :(
well... i did one reply today. go me! i’m gonna try and get the rest of the replies i owe done tomorrow because i’m going out of town on thursday, but i’m also going to the orthodontist tomorrow so we’ll see what happens.
i’m sure that someone has already posted something like this before but i really want a plot where muse a and muse b were best friends as children, but then muse a got kidnapped. as time went by, muse b never forgot about muse a, and eventually grew up to be a police officer/detective. they get called to a house where someone had called to the police, and it turns out muse a had managed to knock out their kidnapped and had been the one to call 911. muse b remembers them and takes muse a in, helping them to get readjusted to society and also maybe falls in love with them.
violetleaves:
after the night of self-loathing he’d had, drinking his father’s favorite liquor, trying to figure out what made him love the stuff so much, elliot needed clara. the big, bubbly smile, the way she’s so eager to be helpful, the overflowing kindness that she always offered him. he sighs a little, leaning in the doorway now, hoping he can find the right moment to thank her for showing up uninvited. “well, next time you’re coming over, bring your laptop. if you show me yours, i’ll show mine.” he smiles playfully, watching her toss the glass she’s collected into his trash can, and then offers to stick around and watch a movie. elliot glances at the clunky silver watch on his wrist, and nods his head. “that sounds like a good idea. we’ll have to watch in my room, though. jag will be home pretty soon, and he has a tendency to talk through movies, even though he knows i hate it.” elliot laughs quietly as he references his roommate and longest friend. he turns, heading out of the bathroom and leading her into his room down the hall. he’s always felt kind of lucky, having jagger as his wealthier friend, so that he doesn’t have to take clara through some slum of an apartment, similar to the home he’d grown up in. “what should we order?” he asks, holding the door open for her. “i could be up for tacos, or ramen. or literally anything you want. something to help soak up this alcohol.”
clara had met jagger a few times - it would’ve been impossible for her to not, seeing as elliot was the only person she ever hung out with - but she didn’t know him as well as she could’ve. “ he talks through movies? he must be the devil! ” she was teasing, of course, the small grin on her face highlighting the fact. as soon as he had agreed, she had started running through all the movies she liked in her heard, her grin turning mischievous. “ how about you pick the food and i pick the movie? ” one of her favorite things to do was force the other to watch silly movies with her, and tonight was no exception. she tried to keep herself from giggling and giving herself away, the excitement from earlier mixing with her playful mood, making her practically a sugared-up toddler. the movie she had picked in her mind was one of her favorites, but it was no breakfast club or empire strikes back. “ i’ll pay for the take out. ” she offered, even though she had already been planning on doing that. in her experience, offering to pay for food was the best way to get anyone to agree. without waiting for him to answer, she flopped onto his bed, grabbing the remote and turning the television on. if the movie couldn’t be found on demand, clara was sure she had stashed a dvd copy of it somewhere in his apartment a few weeks ago.
hi guys!! sorry i wasn’t on yesterday, i took a lil bit of a personal day, but i’m back now! i’ll be working on replies but feel free to message me if you want to plot :)
Hailee Steinfeld attends the Heavenly Bodies: Fashion & The Catholic Imagination Costume Institute Gala at The Metropolitan Museum of Art on May 7, 2018 in New York City.
10 relatable Chandler Bing moments: #2 — overthinking
Y’all. I need an ‘I’ve got no where to live, so I went to a fancy hotel pretending I’m rich & fancy AF, and pretended to be your wife in order to get the key to your room. But please don’t yell and kick me out when you see me laying in your bed with your robe on while watching pay per view on the TV and eating the mini bar snacks. But wait, this works out in your favor? Now I have to actually pretend to be your wife so your crazy mother will get off your back about marriage? As long as I get to keep all the clothes you buy me’ plot.
syndromc:
slender digits help the red box in her hand, unable to accept such a LAVISH gift. brows pulled together, wondering why she had been gifted something like this. ‘ it’s beautiful. don’t get me wrong, but why ? i’m not really a flashy person. ’ hastings reasoned, looking up at her counterpart, a look of hesitation gracing her features.
“ no specific reason, i just had some extra spending money when i passed by the cartier store, and i thought it would be a good souvenir. ” pushing up the sleeves of her sweater, brinley flashed the matching bracelet resting on her own wrist. “ plus, i’ve always thought friendship bracelets were an adorable concept. i just... took it up a notch. ”
neganhq:
“Very sure.” He reassured as he shut the door and then made his way to the living room. Theo had been raised in the ring, and although he liked to push his own limits, he knew when his body had had enough. A few bruises was all in a day’s training.
Placing the ice back over his eye, he watched her as eagerly as he could with one eye, nodding at various points when she described the plot of her book. School had never been Theo’s strong suit, and he had lost his love for reading at a young age. That being said, he would be the first in line to buy hers the day it hits the shelf.
“Yo, that sounds good. Even I’d read that. I hope I’m getting an autographed copy.”
the fact that he even bothered to listen was enough to make her happy, but the praise almost made her glow. her parents had never supported her writing, and she had never had any friends to support her when she wrote her first book, so having someone encourage her felt nice. she pressed her lips together, hiding the bright grin threatening to appear as she looked up at him. “ i’m glad you like it! you’re definitely getting a signed copy - i’ll even write a little personal message, because i love my fans. ”
talking about her writing made her nervous, even with the kind words theo had said, so she was quick to get the attention off of herself. “ so how has training been? i mean, other than the black eye and the whole nose thing. are you, uh, kicking ass and taking names? ”