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@littleliddells
tculouse replied to your post:
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TRUER WORDS HAVE NEVER BEEN SPOKEN.
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It was easy to feel lost when there was music pounding wall to wall. Bodies were crammed up against each other, some for pleasure, others just trying to get by. A headache threatening to appear after just a mere hour at this party, and Jim hadn’t even had anything to drink yet. He wasn’t sure why he had agreed to come here in the first place. Without Ella or Wilbur or even Ariel, Jim felt like he was simply observing others enjoy their lives. What was his purpose here? Surely he wasn’t going to have some miracle happy at a college party. Squeezing his way through the crowds, Jim found himself turning down what seemed like an endless hall, going to the furthest possible corner for some peace and quiet…which just so happened to be in a spare closet.
Sure, this was truly the ideal space for making out, not for gathering peace of mind. Desperate though, Jim slid himself in the dark space, closing the door behind him with a sigh of relief.
Except that he wasn’t alone. As soon as Jim opened his eyes, he was met with a pair of familiar blue eyes, years and years of memories pouring from them.
“You again.” @littleliddells
the entire day had been a blur for the blonde, waking up at the crack of dawn to make drinks for caffeine deprived zombies to stumbling from one party to the next as she found herself in a strange house with faces that only seemed vaguely familiar. the plan had originally been for her to go to a party at a co-workers house which had been great and all until the blonde found herself bored out of her mind. even after a few drinks in, all she wanted was for something exciting to happen. such thing coming in the form of a text message hours later as a friend from bio invited her to a party. that was all she needed to go on her merry way as she arrived about an hour later. the newfound chaos being exactly what alice needed, the music drowning out her thoughts as the laughter and chatter that filled each room gave alice a false sense of security. it wasn’t long before alice had a drink in her hand, making her way around the house. focused on exploring rather than socializing, she wandered around the place curiously looking for clues at who lived there through trinkets of their belongings and pictures on the walls. it seemed like she’d wandered into every possible room as she finally reached a door at the end of the hall. yet instead of coming across another room, she found herself in a closet.
time stopped as all the noise that filled the house seem to fade as the girl looked around trying to make out shapes and figures as darkness filled the room. one hand nursing a half empty bottle as another reached out to try and get a better idea of what type of room she’d walked into. a futile attempt as she gave up minutes later, turning around for the door. a hand reaching for the knob as she attempted to turn it with no luck. she tried again and again with no luck as she banged on the door. nothing. the girl sighed, walking backwards until she felt her back hit a wall. sighing, she let herself drop to the floor as her mind started to race. would anyone realize she was gone? was she going to be stuck in there forever? how long had it been? surely, it couldn’t have been more than minutes .. but why did it feel like hours? a whimper left her lips as she brought her knees up to her chest and rested her head on top. she closed her eyes, letting the silence take ahold of her as she tried to stop herself from freaking out. it wasn’t until she heard the knob turn and light peeking in that she looked up, ready to run out of the room and thank her savior. except as from the hallway hit the familiar place, alice found herself stuck in place. confusion took over as she tried to figure out what jim was doing there. her trail of thought too slow to realize jim had shut the door behind him. his voice bringing her out of her thoughts and back to reality as she stared back at him. a puzzled expression crossed her face as her lips parted, ready to say something except no words came out.
frzelsa
“the door is closed for a reason…” elsa spoke softly, not caring a bit if the other person understood her through the wooden frame. she wasn’t opening it for anyone. she couldn’t. she was pathetic. her life was a wreck and she was pathetic for letting it get like this.
“please?” alice begged softly, a pout on her lips as she gave the door another gentle knock. “i have a hot cocoa with your name on it — i mean it, it literally says elsa on it and it’d be a shame for it to go to waste. plus i had to walk all the way over here and lemme tell you, that wasn’t easy. my moped ran out of gas halfway here and i had to walk all the way here with it trying not to spill any of it.”
hello, my beauties! so i’m gonna try to be a bit active today till tuesday since i don’t have any rehearsals or performances & homework can suck it bc i give up on life. but since i’ve been gone for a couple weeks i feel odd replying to super old replies? so i’m just gonna drop them except for the ones that were private ones/make the private starters from the starter post call thing i had posted a while ago~~ however, if anyone wants to keep a thread going, lemme know bc i’d love to ( i just feel bad about replies being so late ) or if you want a private starter with alice or belle, just lemme know who and i can whip something up c:
hello, beautiful friends! ❤️ pls excuse the ugly mobile post but i just wanted to check in and say i miss you all. hell week is hell .. but worth it, ya know? also, i'm totally heart eyes over all the new bios 😍
gorgdriz
“ew. I may be a gold digger but I’m not trying to get after someone who’s in their eighties. that’s disgusting.” drizella visibly shuddered at the suggestion of dating someone like hugh hefner, “ugh. stasia, I’ve got to go. some– thing is watching me.” she turned the call off and raised her eyebrows, “can I help you?”
a puzzled expression formed on alice’s face as she bobbed her head at the brunette. “um—no?” she answered, “i was just .. ease dropping.” alice admitted though it was more of a question than a statement. she hadn’t meant to pry in a private conversation but the topic had caught her attention. she shook her head trying to figure out her thoughts as she pursed her lips for a moment, debating a thought. “i don’t meant to stick my nose anymore where it doesn’t belong .. but if you’re looking for someone with money that’s not too old .. well, i’ve been hit on by plenty of middle aged buisness men that come into the cafè that seem single and rich enough if you want a quick paycheck?” the blonde smiled, the words spilling from her lips before she could actually process how it actually sound. she was trying to be helpful while failing to realize that was the least of what she sounded.
hello, beautiful friends !! let’s plot !! also .. a little more under the cut lmao.
Send 🍸+ a question and my muse will answer while drunk.
accidental affection
send me ✗ for my muse to fall on yours and land on top of them
send me □ for your muse to fall on mine and land on top of them
send me ♕ for your muse to get dared to kiss me
send me ♢ for my muse to get dared to kiss yours
send me ♫ for your muse to catch mine singing in the shower
send me ♩ for my muse to catch yours singing in the shower
send me ♡ for your muse to drunkenly confess feelings to mine
send me ☽ for my muse to drunkenly confess feelings to yours
send me △ for my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours
send me ❅ for my muse to cuddle up next to yours while asleep on the couch
send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch
tculouse
“Where?” Toulouse questioned, brows raised at the blonde, “Alice, we could go anywhere we want! The world is a treasure chest and we are pirates! What would make you happy right now? Just think of one thing and start there. That’s all you need.”
“anywhere?” alice laughed, shaking her head. “well, if the world is a treasure chest and we’re pirates, does that mean we should go to the deck and find a ship? i mean there’s so many to pick from .. we could wait till everyone leaves and maybe borrow one for a quick sail?” a devious glint in her eyes as a smirk crossed her lips. “do you have any particular place you wanna go to?”
stephsprite
Steph’s mouth practically dropped open as she listen to the girl’s ideas, “That’s a really interesting, Ophelia could be sleepwalking in this scene! Oh wow, I’d love to see an actress attempt that. That’s really clever!” Steph beamed in reply, “In that case, she may have subconsciously wanted to kill herself… She only knew what she wanted while she slept… Wow. You should analyze Shakespeare more often! My name’s Steph.”
“you think so?” alice beamed, proud of the idea. “ .. the only problem would be not having them fall off the stage, cause you know, liability and all. oh, and death, possible death would be a problem too.” the blonde chuckled, imagining the possible scenario. “whoa,” alice gasped, “that’s trippy. hmm. maybe. i do like the way he speaks. i’m alice.”
you seem kinda weird but i wish we hung out more!! i love tea and so do you so like..... we seem like great friends? plus i’m kinda weird too!!
ANONYMOUSLY TELL ME YOUR FEELINGS FOR ME
“thanks, i try — but we should totally hang out more! wHAT?! you love tea too? goodness! we need to have a tea party asap, then. i’d say we’re the bestest of friends, compadre.”
clothocuts
Amanda tapped her foot impatiently, arms crossed as she stood in line for her coffee. She was already late for work and the more minutes that passed was more she had to listen to Carole’s carefully disguised barbs under her breath. After what felt like an eternity, Amanda stepped up to the counter. “Yeah, can I get a venti soy chai latte with an ex–,” she managed to get out before that familiar tingling in her spine made her stop in her tracks. Whipping her head around, she eyed the person behind her critically. “Your birthday. When is it?” she demanded.
curious eyes watched the encounter as the blonde stood behind the girl ready to place her order. eyes traveled toward the cashier behind the counter as she watched the awkward conversation between the two. instinctively, alice took a step back as a puzzled expression crossed her face. “me? um—april eighteenth?” she answered uncertain.
“I want world peace… oh, and bigger boobs.“ — Phoebe Buffay