these little town blues are melting away

indie rp blog;; semi-selective;; mun and muses are of age;; potentially triggering content, will always be tagged;;

[lettragedyfall-blog]

    elle nodded, snuggling closer and resting her cheek to brooke’s shoulder gently. “I know.” she murmured, squeeze brooke’s fingers gently and wiping her tears away. “I’m - a little extra sensitive ‘cause the anniversary’s coming up, so.” she smiled gently, wrapping her other arm around brooke and hugging her tightly.

            “I know. I care about you a lot, too - more than I can say.”

[herluxury-blog1]

     what brooke wanted to say was that she adored her, that she could make it better if she admitted that and they could hold hand and kiss and elle would never feel alone again and brooke would see sure of it. but instead she just pushed closer, wanting to be near the person that she was fighting feelings for so desperately. a battle she was sure to lose.

                ❛I want to be with you - on the day…I never want you to feel alone again.❜ she wanted to kiss her, to lean in a little bit closer and make it better for both of them but she just nodded. what a cop out.

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    brooke’s words gave elle pause, and she glanced up, furrowing her brows. biting the inside of her lip, she watched brooke for a long moment.

        “Are - are you sure? It’s not - I mean it’s not pretty or anything. I puke and cry a lot and other than that I’m pretty like.. Numb.”

    her parents were the only ones who had ever seen her on the anniversary of her assault, and she had intended to keep it that way. but things were different with brooke. she felt comfortable. warm. safe. it was something she hadn’t felt in a long time.

[sinfultodricksrp]

We need a male master for our Justin Bieber, we need a male or female master for our Zoe Sugg. We need a Shelley Hennig or Zayn Malik for our Liam Payne && a Matthew Daddario for our Carlson Young. but we also really want new pairings and new members so apply as whomever your heart desires.

[cockygomez]

@selenagomez: @victoriassecret 💋

[herluxury-blog1]

if you’re into smut and smutty groups, you should totally join this rp.

[lettragedyfall-blog]

seriously come do the thing it’s gr9

[ohmaybc]

ok but give me a - “we started this band in high school and i developed a HUGE crush on you, but i had to let things go for the sake of the group. now we’ve hit it big, and with all of these press conferences, and photo shoots, and media attention i’m beginning to see you in a new light, but god you’re still the person i remember from before the fame, and i think those feelings are coming back.  bonus if: fans are beginning to ship us and management thinks it would be a good idea/good for our public image if we pretended to date. you go along with it because you think you’re being selfless but i don’t think i can keep it professional.

[cockygomez]

[elizabetbennet]

[selgomez-news]

@marcjacobs: Oh, just @selenagomez walking around town in Marc Jacobs Resort ‘16 (now in boutiques & dot com!)

[lettragedyfall-blog]

    “What’s up nerd. I’ve got the target in sight.”

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    “whaddya think? do i look like a superhero? could i join the avengers?”

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  it’s hard to spot her in the quiet cafe, tucked away into the corner as she is. but once you see her, once you take notice of her, it’s not hard to see that something is very wrong. something about the way she holds herself. the way she makes herself seem as small as humanly possible, the way her thin shoulders shake with small, silent sobs as she tries to keep herself busy with a book and her steaming mug of cocoa.

[lettragedyfall-blog]

    it took a good half hour, but elle finally calmed herself down. the chilly december air felt good against her hot cheeks, and she exhaled slowly, resting her forehead against the cold metal bars of the fire escape. shaking herself, she crawled back in through the window carefully, shutting the window behind her.

    rubbing her eyes, she shuffled down the hall to brooke’s room, knocking lightly before slipping in. she felt bad - so bad - for making brooke feel so awful. logically she knew it wasn’t her fault, but it still hurt knowing she’d made brooke so sad. padding to the bed, she crawled up till she was beside brooke, then settled down and wrapped an arm around her.

[herluxury-blog1]

              it was late and the room was warm so she ended up falling asleep, which she had not wanted to - since she always woke with a headache when she fell asleep crying. but when she woke, in bed wasn’t a headache but a tiny blonde. she rubbed her eyes a little and turned to face her ❛I’m so sorry.❜she whispered, bringing elles small hand to her lips and kissing her fingers.

                       ❛I really…really care about you.❜

[lettragedyfall-blog]

    elle nodded, snuggling closer and resting her cheek to brooke’s shoulder gently. “I know.” she murmured, squeeze brooke’s fingers gently and wiping her tears away. “I’m - a little extra sensitive ‘cause the anniversary’s coming up, so.” she smiled gently, wrapping her other arm around brooke and hugging her tightly.

            “I know. I care about you a lot, too - more than I can say.”

[fuckyeahselenita]

[lettragedyfall-blog]

    her heart broke as she stepped back, but she stood her ground, fingers curling tightly into the sides of her sweater. 

        “I kn- I j- I c-” 

    elle covered her face, sucking in an unsteady breath. closing her eyes was proving to be worse, though, as images from that night flooded her brain - her blood-stained prom dress, the lamp she’d knocked over, the door to the hotel room left ajar after he left. her eyes flew open, wider than they had been before, and she nearly stumbled backwards into the couch. 

        “i can’t breathe, i just - i need some air-” 

    without another word, she hurried for the window and clambered out, all but falling onto the fire escape and pressing her back against the cold bars.

[herluxury-blog1]

     brooke didn’t want to push. she should have googled this - how to be good to someone with issues like this, maybe read a buzzfeed article. instead she as useless.  standing in an empty living room and wanting to beg elle to forgive her and be with her forever.

            instead she went into her room, sitting on the bed before laying down, trying to wipe away selfish tears. she just wanted elle okay - she wanted to be the person who made elle okay - not the person who pushed her out the window to have a lonely path of revisiting tramuas. 

[lettragedyfall-blog]

    it took a good half hour, but elle finally calmed herself down. the chilly december air felt good against her hot cheeks, and she exhaled slowly, resting her forehead against the cold metal bars of the fire escape. shaking herself, she crawled back in through the window carefully, shutting the window behind her.

    rubbing her eyes, she shuffled down the hall to brooke’s room, knocking lightly before slipping in. she felt bad - so bad - for making brooke feel so awful. logically she knew it wasn’t her fault, but it still hurt knowing she’d made brooke so sad. padding to the bed, she crawled up till she was beside brooke, then settled down and wrapped an arm around her.

[lettragedyfall-blog]

    “well you could kiss me for starters.”

[herluxury-blog1]

    she pressed an affectionate kiss to her lips.

[lettragedyfall-blog]

    rory laughed softly, kissing her back.

[lettragedyfall-blog]

KINGSMAN AU!!!

[freshgomez]