#linksopen

starter blog for linkshq.

[blameagirl]

It was all a game. Carefully calculated smiles, small random gestures– every step Maya took was so thought out she could knew she could never be caught in her actions. To the world she was perfect, sweet, the all American angel. They were all fucking idiots. Stepping out from her door her eyes landed on one of her neighbors. In a heart beat her eyes lit up, a smile pulling across her lips. “Hey! Need any help?” She asked, lightly jogging towards them as she gestured to what they were struggling with.

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[fiveofswords]

𝐒𝐍𝐀𝐏𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓   ╱  𝙾 𝙿 𝙴 𝙽   *

𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒏: this day could not get any worse. 

𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒏: FIRST, i ripped a gigantic hole in my favorite lululemons with my claws. THEN , i couldn’t find my keys and had to call an uber. they ended up cancelling on me TWICE and i got there a grand two hours late. 

𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒏: how’s your day going ? i’m one misfortune away from going full britney 2007 . 

[meadcwslight]

Beau’s eyes tracked over the tabloid, eyebrows drawn together in clear frustration. Their own picture was posted on the corner of the cover, a blurred out image that made them look heavily intoxicated– and angry. The caption read ‘Popstar Assaults Bouncer After Being Kicked From Los Angeles Club.’ “Whatever,” they said passively, tossing the tabloid onto the table with a little more force than they really meant. They knew the tabloids would say whatever they wanted, but this wasn’t the image they wanted their family to see. Looking up at their neighbor, Beau gestured to the tabloid with a wave of their hand. “You’re in there too.”

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[cxrdigxn]

@linksopens​

“ thank you !! ” arabella smiled and waved as she waved at the delivery driver driving away. as soon as it was clear she saw the cameras across the street, sighing as she looked to the person out here with her. “ do you thing i can avoid a headline about how this is my fifth delivery order in a week ?? ” she joked, looking into the bag. “ oh, they gave me an extra cookie !! here. ” she pulled it out, holding it out for them to take. “ they’re my favorite; i can guarantee it’s good. ”

[tjsplace]

willa looked up from her book as she heard footsteps approaching. she had a hand-rolled cigarette in one hand and sunglasses on the top of her head. “hey” she smiled at the other. “what brings you to my kingdom?” she teased as she gestured around her. the backyard was probably one of the biggest of the place, and she liked it because you could throw massive parties or she could just lay on the grass, close her eyes and pretend she was somewhere else. somewhere where worries didn’t exist and days off were a natural thing. “you want a beer? orange juice? anything? i can go get it for us.”

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[chloeshq]

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          “what are your thoughts on a neighborhood pool party at mine soon?” chloe asked, eyes fluttering with excitement. it’d been too long since she’d hosted anything, and what better excuse to get everyone together. “logistically, i know everyone’s schedules are probably all over the place, but it’ll be fun, no? like, nothing big. no fully planned birthday bash or anything – just a cute little get together so everyone can relax and not think about work for like five seconds.“

[sonderfm]

rory held her tiny makeshift sign in front of her, tilting her head as she examined her handiwork. the sign read, TAROT READINGS BY MADAME AURORA, crudely written in her handwriting. she bit her lip as she looked, before reaching for the red magic marker next her and adding some stars and ringed planets in the corners. “perfect,” she muttered, before placing the sign on her wooden picnic table and taking a seat. she had sent out a text to most of the residents of tercet court, alerting them to her $10 tarot readings she’d be giving for the day. with shimmery gold eyeshadow delicately placed in her inner corners and a starry printed headband wrapped across her forehead, she was feeling rather mystical. of course, this was all an elaborate way to avoid writing her album, but nonetheless, she was enjoying herself. “HEY NEIGHBORS!” she shouted, cupping her hands around her mouth to amplify the sound. “COME GET A READING IF YOU’RE NOT SCARED!” @linksopens​

[sangreias]

STATUS  :  open  /  @linksopens​  . LOCATION  :  rooftop  bar  !

 sky  toned  hues  focused  dreamily  on  the  sweaty  lemonade  pitcher  behind  the  barkeep  ,  mouth  watering  just  from  the  thought  of  how  refreshing  a  glass  would  taste  on  an  afternoon  as  sweltering  as  today  .  if  there  was  a  miniature  devil  &  angel  sitting  at  her  shoulders  ,  the  devil  won  &  tantalized  her  enough  to  forget  she  was  awfully  allergic  to  citrus  .  “  i  want  a  spiked  lemonade  on  the  double  ,  please  .  ”  shifting  her  gaze  towards  the  patron  sitting  next  to  her  ,  a  single  sculpted  brow  raised  in  mischievousness  at  the  sight  of  their  largely  empty  drink  ,  plush  lips  coiling  upwards  into  a  small  smile  .  “  your  drink  is  looking  a  touch  sad  there  .  ”  a  pause  ,  slender   fingers  combing  blonde  locks  upwards  before  letting  it  spill  .  “  buy  you  a  refill  ?  ”

[moneyshvt]

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          “ i know you probably like, expect the paps to be around every moment of your life at this point — ”     ayla sounds pretty unconcerned by the whole thing, nails with chipping navy polish tapping over the keys of her laptop. photo editing was easily the most tedious but also somehow also relaxing moment of the day. gaze floats up to the other, shoulders rising in a shrug,      “ — but just a heads up that there’s one behind that bush over there. with a zoom lens even better than mine — so you know, don’t do anything too crazy. unless that was your plan all along. ”

[linasfm-deactivated20230922]

                               ▐ ⦙ ❛ 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐀'𝐒 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒:  @linksopens​

𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐀 :  ok  i  know  i  promised  i  wouldn’t  dye  my  hair  again 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐀 :  but  consider  this  .  .  .  as  a  brunette , 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐀 :  i  look  boring  and  as  a  result  ?  potentially  heterosexual 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐀 :  i  cannot  cope  with  either 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐀 :  i  need  to  look  gay  and  hostile

[lexsinclair]

     *! afternoon jogs had become an escape for lex. they allowed her to get away from her parents without any work obligations. ( not to mention it was good cardio. ) she didn’t notice her untied shoelace until she stepped on it mid-jog, causing gravity to take its course. she makes contact with the pavement and she sits there for a moment, trying to compose herself. “let’s pretend you didn’t see that.” she speaks to the person closest to her, wiping herself off as she gets up. lex glances around momentarily, trying to spot anyone with a camera. the paparazzi probably wouldn’t be in plain sight but it didn’t hurt to check. “god, i hope this doesn’t make the news tomorrow. ‘alexandra takes a tumble’ or some ridiculous bullshit. out of all the things to talk about…” she cuts herself off. if she had continued talking, a rant would have ensued and lex was certain they weren’t in the mood to hear it. // @linksopens​

[pcssessicn]

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          fitz doesn’t even try to muffle the exasperated sigh that falls from his lips as he wrenches the door open, half expecting no one to be there considering he’d been all the way on the other side of the house when the doorbell started ringing.     “ i don’t want to buy anything, i don’t need to find jesus, and reyna alvarez hasn’t lived here in almost two years — ”     he says, on autopilot, attention very much on the towel he’s wrapping around his waist ; more for the other’s sake than his own. okay maybe a little for his own benefit : he really doesn’t need any desperate paps getting a shot of him naked ; somehow he doesn’t think that’d go over too well with his agent or the kings organization. gaze is finally dragged up to the other’s face,        “ — does that about cover it ?? ”

[kndness]

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the current sight of the redhead was so comical she nearly wished there were paparazzi around to catch it: running after her one year old dog in high heels, a long plaided blazer, a black shirt, and jeans, prada handbag in one hand and an empty dog leash on the other. “dante! dantinho volta aqui agora!” she yelled desperately after him. but before she could finally catch up to her dog it seemed like he’d found someone else. “i’m so sorry!” cece told the person who dante had just excitedly jumped at as she bent down to put him back on his leash, petting him so that he would calm down. “i have no clue how he got out. he’s getting smarter than me by the second, i swear,” she stated as she got up once more. “but we’ll have a very stern talk once we get home. né, garoto?” she affectionately asked her dog, who simply barked enthusiastically in response. 

[squeakyshmeaky]

Andrew was pretty goddamn proud of his yellow mailbox. He had painted it himself, after three different ubers ended up cancelling on him because they couldn’t find the house. He was also pretty proud of his hidden driveway and beaten down looking house front, but he was especially proud of the yellow mailbox. He didn’t even get any real mail, but he made a point to have it part of his daily routine to walk down the long driveway to check if there was anything to collect.  There was literally nothing today, and Andrew was admittedly a little disappointed by the site. As he made to walk back to the house, he noticed one of the street’s residents standing nearby. Without hesitation, Andrew smiled and waved.  “Good morning!” He called out, despite it being well into the afternoon. 

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[sirnnsongs]

sometimes, fleur wished hollywood wasn’t such a small town. sometimes, he wished he could just be anonymous and vanish into the crowd. but, he made the mistake of shopping at the whole foods in tercet court. he was just innocently squeezing some eggplants when a familiar face came into view, and he sighed. but, remembering he should, probably, attempt to be friendly, fleur asked, “do you think eggplant will be any good? i don’t usually cook with it, but i like to think i’m flexible.” which was hilarious, because anyone who had met fleur would know that he was the least flexible person in california. \

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