cozy & shit

lovingly penned by teddy for silverlake-rp.

[keithanshreds]

imessage → open

cora: normally i'd say being antisocial is always a good thing, but it was a pretty solid party tbh.

keithan: huh, maybe i'll take a chance next time

keithan: who am i kidding? i'm never willing going to go to a party

keithan: what made it so solid?

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Sofia: Absolutely nothing whatsoever.

Sofia: I wish I'd followed your lead and stayed home too.

keithan: ah well, that was a less fun answer than i was expecting

keithan: there's always next time for that, we can stargaze or watch bad movies or something

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ophelia: i dont know if i should be surprised or curious right now

ophelia: family drama

ophelia: i want to say yes but i think i'm not in a state to be a good company. i want to punch someone in the face and i'd rather not

keithan: stay a bit of both, leads to a healthy life

keithan: ooooof the worst kind of drama, sorry to hear that

keithan: one time my mom kicked out my sister cause she's gay as the day is long, she was gone a couple months

keithan: no worries, we can take a raincheck but you definitely sound like you deserve some good bud

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imessage → baby

noah: IM MOT BABY

noah: my bame id noah

noah: ooooooooih that sopnds right

noah: see, no frienfs. you ledt your only one in texas!

noah: fine 🥺 im leaving

noah: cant do nothing

keithan: no one puts baby in a corner

keithan: okay noah eloise shredder, whatever you say

keithan: i dunno if i should feel offended or sad

keithan: orion isn't my only friend, well maybe he is

keithan: i barely like living let alone people

keithan: fine, fine. don't leave you're too drunk, go have fun. i won't maim anyone

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📱Nicolas

Nic: That's a different ongoing issue which I don't have the time to address right now

Nic: coat hanger coat hanger where's a coat hanger

Nic: I'm jimmying

Nic: And getting looks

Nic: AHA I AM A SUCCESSFUL CRIMINAL

Nic: uh oh gotta run now

keithan: lmao fair, love me a man with priorities

keithan: look at you, proud of you bud. i cannot belilbe that i am accessory to a crime. my sister would be so proud

keithan: shit if someone catches you, wipe your phone. i'm too pretty to go to jail

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imessage → open

ophelia: you know what, i wish i haven't either

ophelia: this night sucks and i'm not drunk enough to spend another hour here

keithan: oooo girl, i have four sisters i know what those words mean. what kind of drama is going on

keithan: hopefully it would suck less with some decent company??

keithan: i mean, you could come hang out with me. my door is open and i've got a solid amount of week. i'm also a great listener, don't usually talk much.

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imessage → baby

noah: i am NOT a baby!!!

noah: waot whi mj?

noah: OH i ran feom him bc he touxhed my butt!

noah: oh..................

noah: no murder pls 🥺

keithan: you'll always be baby especially to me

keithan: lmao it's pot sibling, the usual weed

keithan: ......

keithan: i'm on my way

keithan: fine, just maiming then.

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imessage → baby

noah: SIBLING!!!! hiii

noah: i muss you why didn't you come? 🥺

noah: its not likr you habe anythimg better to do

noah: i dunno nyu night has beeen ok! i drink, drank, drunk & danced witg a cowbot!

keithan: i muss you too, drunk baby

keithan: i'm offended you don't think i have anything better to do, i'll have you know i'm with my friend mj and we're vibing fine

keithan: i bet you have, drunky. make sure that cowboy keeps his hands where everyone can see them

keithan: i'd rather not have to hunt down anyone before dawn, there are only so many places to hide a body

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📱Nicolas

Nic: Is that your car blocking my parking spot?

Nic: If it is, I'm going to need you to move it, I am VERY late for work

Nic: If it isn't... do you know how one might break into a vehicle?

keithan: not a chance since i haven't left my house today

keithan: yeah, you're gonna need a coat hanger you can straighten out.

keithan: jimmy it into the crack between the window and the rubber sealant, then look for something which you can hook onto.

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imessage → open

keithan: didn't feel like leaving my hobbit hole or interacting with humans

keithan: anything interesting happening? or was i right to be antisocial as usual?

[ambermaitrejean]

Hauntober 19: Familiar. Photos by Amber Maitrejean, Familiar: Maestro. 

[keithanshreds]

nell → keithan

nell: An *indie* ghost?

nell: Is that because the whole indie fad died in the 2000s?

keithan: don't judge my lingo, i was trying to be inclusive and not say ghost bro

keithan: ah yes, it did but nothing is cooler than coming back to life. just look at jesus, dude's got a lot going for him now.

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shredderisms​:

STANDING HANDS ON HER HIPS as plumes of hot white steam came off of her engine which whined and hissed as antifreeze sputtered out of the transmission. “ oh well this is just fucking great - ” walking around the engine over and over again as, if by sheer will she could get her car to stop overheating. she’d been driving her dad’s 1997 jeep wrangler since her fifteenth birthday when her dad gave her a very emotional speech about how pop pop had given him the very same vehicle for his fifteenth and now, it was finally her turn to drive it. now she only wished she’d gotten something less cute and boxy and more, gets her to her job interview on time. “ god ? ” she started squinting up at the clouds, “ is this some sort of joke ? am i just not allowed to get a job because this is the second time something’s happened before i got to an interview - ” gasping she pointed an angry finger at the clouds, “ it was annabelle wasn’t it ? she made you a deal. ” letting out a scoff before finally looking back to her baby. she’d never been in a situation like this, anytime she had car trouble back home she’d just call her dad and he’d come bring the tow truck and take it back to their family’s garage. now, she was all on her own. “ what do i do ? ” she said the words more for herself than anyone else, panic finally starting to set in. @slchat​

SOMEHOW AS IF ON CUE, keithan happened to roll by an awfully familiar looking jeep. the windows were rolled down as he took in the bright california sun then a streak of rust bitten red cause his gaze and unfortunately it wasn’t from the sunset. just as it seemed like heavenly judgment was there to ruin his day, kiethan could already hear his mother’s voice loudly in his head about ‘ how could he dare leave her baby just out in the hills somewhere ? ‘ in the most dramatic voice she could possibly muster. hands twisting the wheel on his ‘63 d-100, the turquoise low riding truck swung around with practiced ease on the asphalt. pulling over next to her, keithan didn’t bother saying much besides: “ you know god likes mom, what’s wrong with the truck ? “ easily in older brother mode, he was already popping the hood and grabbing a couple of things from the back of his truck bed. blue eyes swept the tangled web of iron and steel, scanning every nook and cranny for things that weren’t in the right place. “ when’s the last time you looked in here, baby? it’s looking like a radiator leak at best or engine issues at worst,” leaning back and wiping one hand on his sweaty cheek, the oldest shredder looked over to her and smiled. “ i’ll help you fix her up and i won’t tell mom, do you have somewhere to be ? “

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sulley​:

keithan.

there’s just something so invigorating about carousel , especially on nights like tonight . oh ,  sulley just lives for it . nights where every flash of neon , technicolor lights sends another shockwave of serotonin straight from blown pupils all the way down to his toes , where every electric thrum of the heavy bassline flooding the vibrant space seems to match the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat in his chest . he didn’t dress up tonight , not like he usually does ;  adorned though he is in sequins and satin , holographic glitter sparkling high on sweat - speckled cheekbones , he’s left the heels at home this evening in favor of shoes that might be kinder to his joints in his desire to dance . and oh , dance , he most certainly did . so much so , in fact , that he finds himself nearly breathless as he weaves through the crowd of men and women and glorious queens toward an unmarked exit near the back of the club . 

the door opens into an alley , and sulley breathes a sigh of sweet relief as he’s met with a rush of chilly autumn air to cool his flushed skin , standing in the doorway for a moment just to take it all in as rhubarb trots out the door beside him . as he finally starts to catch his breath under the flickering alley lights , he slips a neatly rolled joint from the chest pocket of his jacket , somehow unscathed in spite of all the dancing , and glances around the dimly lit space as he lifts it to his lips and takes a deep , well - earned drag . another silhouette catches his eye as the smoke drifts from parted lips in a single , opaque tendril and he chuckles a bit to himself before holding it out in a wordless offer . sharing is caring , after all . @keithanshreds​

while it seemed like everyone knew most things about keithan, there were a few he kept close to his chest. secrets rolling around his head like blue eyeshadow and bright lights, glitter falling like feather through his soft brown hair. gold nail polish on his fingers and pale skin to see for ages. those nights at carousel are what he lived for: they were his pursuit of happiness, when he was everything and he was GOLDEN. how the thrum of his pulse under his skin sent his heart into spirals as he moved with the crowd of sweaty people, the energy almost palpable as he laughed breathlessly. thankfully years of shoveling horse shit or hay had him lithe yet build enough to slip through the crowd to his coat on the rack. slipping it onto his naked painted torso and over blue jeans, keithan patted down his pockets as quick balanced manurves took him out to the back alley.

a quick scowl crossed plush lips as he realized that his spliff must be lying on his desk in the apartment, silently fuming to himself, blinking as he caught the eye of another, his stare soon turned into surprise while he stepped closer between the flickering lights. “ thanks, next time is on me. ” scratchy like a record. the thoughts about his own voice were absent minded and backwards but then again he was already three tequila shots in. “ i think i’ve seen you before ? “ thin nimble fingers reached out to take the joint, a shiver brushing his back as the wind whipped up around them and through the alley. the drag he took was deep and heavy, letting the smoke fill his past his lungs. handing the cherried joint back, keithan let the smoke billow out of his mouth before french inhaling to prolong the effect for a few extra seconds. nostrils tingling pleasantly, he swayed for a moment. then his gaze zeroed in on the dog next to the mysterious yet familiar human, “ that’s a pretty dog, is she real ? this is good weed. “

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bowie 📲 ?

bowie: your best sunburn remedies ASAP 🥵

bowie: feeling crispy

keithan: ooof, i feel you being paler than a newborn calf i burn easy too

keithan: buy some aloe plant, cut the leaves open and then boil that down. put that straight on your skin and you'll thank me later lmao