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thinking about n missing u guys tn <3

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i just love strud

hey y’all life is crazy rn so im not gonna do the whole post but strud @rachel-gates is the sweetest and kindest person and i love every character she plays from cece to aria to rachel strud you write the sweetest characters AND u post the prettiest pictures of food on snapchat LOVE U HAPPY (LATE) HOLIDAYS

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cami-howell‌:  

                  I never thought I would say this, but it feels good to be home.

Hey, Havensdale is a new town these days! We’ve got an art gallery. We’ve got a Pride parade. We’ve got a Starbucks. Yeah, it’s a little leafy, but, if you think about it, all the best things are.

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hailie-tyler‌:  

Life would be a lot simpler if you were more susceptible to my bullshit attempts to act nonchalant. I’m just putting that out there. I- Watch your taquitos!

Not long ago. It was on that weird ass day that magic or whatever decided to die for a hot minute and made everyone human, the day after I- You know, made a move on that tall Tutor Boy. I was… I mean, I was happy. It was a really embarrassingly happy morning for me and then there she was. Lurking. She um, she said ‘hi Hailie’. Which was actually a lot even if it sounds just, really fucking stupid now. She said hi and I let her in. No door slamming, no screaming. If fifteen year old me in her full angst phase could have seen it… Anyways, she um, wants to get to know me. She gave me her number and she got me this prom dress and she said she wasn’t going to leave, again. I think my dad knows because he’s being extra weird around me but we’re not talking about it. I don’t know. How can I know? 

… Okay, I really wish you hadn’t known how bomb your prom suit is ‘cause that would have been a way cooler speech from me to you. Do you wanna see the dress?

Shit. Shit, dude! I hope this isn’t, like. Totally fucking with your dad’s head. Maybe I should send me dad over to talk to him, he has the comfort food and the hand-on-shoulder-reassuring thing that may be a kind of magic in itself. 

Well. She should know that I am not seven anymore. I’m a total badass with knives and if she breaks your heart again, I will be taking it out on her designer handbags.

Yes, I do wanna see the dress bitch. Come out here now.

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greg-porter‌:  

How else am I supposed to get any kind of trophy, Clairebear? Think about my shelves. Think about my achy breaky heart.

There was no roping. We shared a mutual disinterest for prom and the whole crowning thing, since we both goth nominated, and then… I don’t know. We just kinda agreed to go together. Couple of disinterested nominees hanging out at prom. So yeah, she knows that my dancing chicken arms are all yours and that my, uh, other stuff is with the strawberry blonde who deeply hates my guts. I’m not trying to date anyone. Else. Anyone else. Do- Do you know if Bonnie…is?

… It’s about the colour of the corsage though, huh?  

Not just the corsage itself. The color of the flower, the color of the ribbon, and the general flashiness. Bonnie’s a classy gal, so if you’re buying for her, then your best bet something understated and elegant. And nothing red, you don’t want it to clash with her hair.

I don’t know. She doesn’t exactly have the biggest social media presence, it’s mostly just links to articles about how people are destroying the planet and how we’re all gonna be dead by 2030. You know, call me crazy, but there is always the option of you just.... talking to her.

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greg-porter‌:   

Is this the kind of achievement that comes with a certificate for my mom to put on the fridge or nah?

… Look, I know. I know. I am all those things, I apologise just as uselessly. Uh, no she still isn’t speaking to m— Oh! Maggie’s. No, should I? I mean, I can text her. We were being very chill abut the whole thing. We could both wear trash bags and it’d be chill. Not that that’s happening, promise.

No, stop whining about your participation trophy you foolish millennial. 

Maggie? Wait a second, did you actually rope some poor girl into being your date to this thing? First of all, does she know I have dibs on the slow motion chicken dance, and second of all, does she know you only date strawberry blondes who deeply and profoundly hate your guts?

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hailie-tyler‌:   

Weird time to bring this up but the second you see this dress you’re just gonna know that there’s no way in holy hell that my dad had anything to do with it. It’s even too niche for your dad to have had anything to do with it. So… Wild story. My mom came back to town and she um, wants to, I don’t know. Be. My mom is here, this dress is pink, I have a confirmed, ridiculous boyfriend and we’re going to prom. Like the last like, five years never happened, huh? Total twilight zone, minus R-Patz watching us sleep… You look amazing though.

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[looks up from where she’s balancing a plate of microwave taquitos on her tummy] Wait a second. Your mom? Like, your mom?

Um, what the fuck, Hales? You really tried to slide that in right next to ‘we luv Rpatzz and hey your prom suit is bomb’? I already know it’s bomb! When did this happen? What did she say? Does your dad know? Is she in Havensdale for good?

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greg-porter‌:   

Not that I need to know or anything but do you know how essential a corsage is? It always seems a big deal in the movies but like, how much sway does it really have? What is its…power?

Greg Porter, you are easily the most useless man I have ever had the misfortune of speaking to. 

What kind of recon have you done? Do you know what color her dress is?

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jennythe-good‌:  

I- Yeah! Yeah… You really think so? Thank you. Oh no, totally. I, um, assumed it was a normal amount of stabbing for a teenager who’s also a hunter. I mean, maybe you’re a little above average but that’s just because you’re you, y'know? [ Wow, did the dorky laugh really need to happen here too? It did. ]

I know, it ju— [ It was official. She definitely, definitely wasn’t over it even though it had still been two years… It wasn’t Jen’s fault. After all, she had just done the Move ] … Thank you, Claire. As, um, powerful as that sounds I…actually don’t have one. A date, I mean.

...Oh man. I am so not dressed to do this. I always envisioned, like, a balloon arch and a thousand rose petals and also maybe Zac Efron singing ‘can I have this dance’ in the background. 

[Grabs a frozen cupcake out of the freezer and awkwardly gets down on one knee.] Jenny Moore, this is not a very romantic or put-together promposal, but I’d seriously slap myself in the face if I didn’t at least try. Will you go to prom with me? I vow to buy you as many waffles you want after and also sheid you from that freshman that smells like salami. 

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what’s up homies

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To/ Maya

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Claire Knighton is by far his best friend. As in, she is literally the best of his friends. While her tolerance for his BS wasn’t as high as he might have liked, Claire was generous with the empathy as much as she was with the unwanted honesty. They worked. As friends. Well, sure, Greg had thought about kissing her a bunch of times but that was true for anyone who had glared at him and called him an idiot right to his face. It was whatever.

They’d lived together for six whole months now and Greg had self-titled himself as the best roommate of all time. Where the evidence for that was remained a mystery but he had done his best to decorate the place for the holidays with what they had and what he could buy with the $5 he had to his name. There was a lot of mismatched tinsel and one of Annie’s old pots of loose glitter had pretty much exploded over the floor (he was leaving it for festive effect) and it looked good. It looked like home.

“You’re so stupid.”

“I love you too, Clairbear.”

He’d forgotten to pick up the Ramen which was basically their main food group (even during the holidays) so it was down to Claire to order and pay for another pizza. He was gonna pay her back eventually but like, he had made the place look like a discounted winter wonderland so, y'know. He deserved a break.

“You rival me having to hear Michael Bublé’s cover of Santa Baby for worst thing that’s happened today.”

“Hey. Me forgetting to pick up groceries does not rival-,” he coughed a little, preparing to impersonate her, “The very specific kind of torture invented by the heterosexuals that is santa buddy.”

Claire made a face and Greg grinned back. How could she ever argue with her own words being thrown back at her, right? At least that was his one fail safe when it came to sorta winning a roommate argument. Greg grinned wider, jumping over from his side of the couch onto hers, arms flung out dramatically as he messily hugged her.

The smack over the head was expected but they still wound up falling asleep just like that later that night, leftover pizza on the table and some Hallmark Christmas movie playing in the background.

He couldn’t wait for the next six months.

Love,

Paige xxxxxxxxx

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jennythe-good‌:  

Yes! Ohmygosh, I love her. Bon is actually one of my besties now and basically a miracle worker, anything that crosses her desk turns into an instant pass with sparkle on top. That’s awesome. I feel pretty confident in saying you were probably her fave student. She is a Disney princess, you’re right. I- Oh, yeah, I did. I was. Thank you, you too! Not really, to be honest, it was never my thing. I’m more of a ‘neurotically controlling everything behind the scenes’ kinda gal. I do bake though. I can.

[ Wow, so she totally isn’t still blushing after literally two years but… ] You’re welcome. … Um. It’s— Well, it’s kinda silly. I- I don’t have like, mindreading powers or anything, by the way. I just know the um, jewellery. The stone. Sorta the hunter calling card if you know where to look and I do because I’m- [ but she could tell Claire easy peasy and that was such a relief she could have cried ] A witch. Just, so you know, I guess. And I had this whole magical mishap earlier and now my hair’s messed up. I didn’t dye it, just woke up blonde and I can’t quick-snap it back in time for prom, y'know? Totally silly.

A witch? Holy shit! That’s so cool! Oh my god. Wow, I’m so glad you know this about me and I don’t have to keep all my stabbing on the DL. --Not that I do, like, a lot of stabbing. I do a normal amount. For a teenager. Who is also a hunter.

Oh. Well. I can’t say I don’t miss the red, but [does the Move, where she tucks a little lock of Jenny’s hair behind her ear] you’re still gorgeous. Whoever your date is, I’m sure you’ll give them a bloody nose on sight.

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CLAIRE KNIGHTON; A MOODBOARD 3/?

Not to be gross but I love a good callous. I’ve been building this one on my ring finger since the third grade.