we are always running for the thrill of it

always pushing up the hill, searching for the thrill of it

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TEXT: Eva

Leo: He'll love that and never want to come home.

Leo: nah it's the least that I can do

Eva: The one in our neighborhood is pretty big.

Eva: It should be pretty easy.

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TEXT: Eva

Leo: If you don't mind? He's still getting used to the house so you might need to keep an eye on him

Leo: he'll chew up all your furniture

Eva: I'll just tire him out at the park or something

Eva: And I was kidding about the 20. Keep it

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TEXT: OPEN

Leo: I don't know why I thought adopting a dog, buying a house and having my kid 3 days a week wasn't going to kick my ass

Leo: I'm stuck at the garage, gotta pick up Lian in 30 minutes, and my dog is going to piss all over my house

Leo: There's a spare key in the mailbox

Leo: I'll pay you 20$ to take Sirius on a walk

Eva: Fine, but only because I REALLY need the 20.

Eva: Want me to keep him at my place for a few?

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jenmorexu​:

“I genuinely don’t know why some people would think it’s fun to hook up on a tour bus. I mean it doesn’t make a lick of sense to me. Unless you do it on the couch you’ll easily bang your head if you even sit up in those bunks. I swear fan fiction gives people weird taste.” Jen chuckled with a shake of her head. A couple of fans had even asked her about it before during a meet n’ greet, and she still didn’t understand why people thought it was a good idea. “Needless to say its great being back in town, with my own bed and space…even with all of the drama that’s gone down since I left.” She took a long sip from her beer before quirking a brow up. “How have you been lately?”

@peacheshqstart

Rhiannon’s back stiffened in unspoken solidarity to the other woman’s words. “I mean, there’s different positions you can do. You can do it spooning-style. Makes you work for it a little more, but hey,” she submitted. A plethora of written sex scenes had her doing said positions in order to give them a sense of authenticity. If someone less flexible than she could do it, then she could, too. “I’ve been good. I’ve settled into my new apartment. I hate it, but it’s my new home. How about you?”

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{ adelaide kane ☁ twenty-five ☁ she/her }  among the whispers around peach hollow, have you heard of rhiannon beckett? no? well, let’s catch you up to speed. rumor has it, they’ve been seen strolling around tangerine towers & have lived in peach hollow for her entire life. it’s good to have them around because i hear they’re a romance novelist for a living. recent events must have them trembling because it hasn’t be long since everyone found out she got involved with sex work as inspiration for one of her novels. let’s hope they learned their lesson that the truth always catches up to you.

TW: NSFW mention under the cut! come enjoy this dork ass loser

Born Rhiannon Jane Beckett to a lawyer and a hotel owner with three older siblings (eventual WCs!) and grew up in Peach Place.

Discovered a love of writing from a young age and soon, journals and notebooks were filled with ideas and plots for stories. 

Was published anonymously in a contest for creative writing after winning a contest in high school. 

Her freshman year of college at Winchester, she studied abroad in Spain and it was there that she discovered her love of writing romance novels. Torrid flings burning fast became inspiration for her stories.

Her first novel was published under a pen name (RJ Hawkins) and soon gathered traction. Lose Your Way was followed by You Found Me and finished with Never Let Me Go. 

When inspiration went dry, she took to interviewing and observing women who were involved in BDSM and the sugar business. As long as she omitted names and changed them, she was welcomed with open arms. It soon became clear that the only way she could actually write something authentic was to experiment with it herself. She soon became swept up in the sex work world and her books were churning out hundreds of thousands of copies into the hands of those with escapist fantasies. 

Then came the Peacher to tear down her good time. Somehow, somewhere, someone obtained Rhiannon’s pen name and she was exposed as RJ Hawkins. Embarrassed to have their name attached to it, Rhiannon was cut off from the Beckett fortune and she had to make it on her own with the money made from royalties of the books. 

She’s working on her newest novel, a standalone to her best-selling series, yet her inspiration’s shot. 

Connection ideas:

Siblings: she has three siblings, two brothers and a sister (I’ll send them into the main as WCs soon!) 

Neighbors: she grew up in Peach Hollow but lives in Tangerine Towers (she’s a broke ass ho rn) so they could know her anyplace

Friends: Rae’s a bit of a social butterfly and always has been so she’s the kind of wine mom friend who will show up when things are gross (basically because she also has nothing else to do but even if she’s busy af, she’ll do it)

Past romantic connections: she’s a good friend but not a very good girlfriend. highly likely it ended badly or very quickly because they burn hot and fast

A muse: she came to them every now and then to see if a specific thing would work and it’s just a basically very sexual connection? I’m open to lots! 

Please enjoy Rhiannon Beckett, she means well. 

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ilia-yun​:

open starter: @peacheshqstart​

It was very early in the morning and Ilia was already dead tired. It was only the start of the week and she was about ready for it to be over. Not that her work would be any less cause she would still be running around after a 6 year old at home but at the very least she would be at home and in bed. So just like every morning she was in line at impresso expresso for her daily drink. At this point she was a regular and they knew her order by heart but today she was in the mood to change things up. She wanted to try something new and bring some joy in her life or suffering if the suggestion was bad but was willing to try anyway. Ilia tapped the person next to her that was also waiting and looking up the menu. “Excuse me, I’m kind of tired of my usual. What would you suggest?”

.

Going to bed when the rest of the world was getting up had weighed on her at first. Shifts full of acidic coffee that did little but take a slight edge off the exhaustion that made her shoulders ache with tension. Now, however, she had figured out a sleep schedule to keep her alert. She could soon not depend on stolen cat naps in the lounge. 

Now, however, she just needed something to take the edge off until she got home in order to crash. 

“I normally get the French vanilla cold brew. It’s fantastic here,” she divulged to the person beside her. 

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collinmac​:

open starter.

@peacheshqstart​ @ the lost sock / cherry bomb circle

“you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.“ collin mumbled to himself as he looked over the whites in his laundry he just finished drying. well he couldn’t exactly call them whites anymore, because every single thing in that dryer turned pink. who knew that one red sock would fuck everything up, looks like the cartoons were right. and yet the only reason he was here was because his grandma’s dryer stopped running., “ugh, can you believe this shit.” collin rolled his eyes before putting them in his empty laundry basket. “i’ve done this on the road for years, and not a single time did this happen to me. maybe it’s a curse in this town.” he said to the person next to him which he struck up a conversation with. “you think if i put this back in and put in more bleach, it’ll be white again?”

After a disastrous fight with the ancient washer left in the unit of her apartment, Eva finally gave up and gave in to the laundromat. For all her busy life, she’d soon discovered it was the one time a week she could actually zone into reading. As a child, she’d been able to go through novels like they were going out of style, but as an adult, she had been too busy. Every now and then, she read a magazine or an article, but rarely a book. Even in school, she’d barely made it through her reading lists. 

“As long as the clothes are safely able to be bleached, you should be fine,” she reported as she closed the back of her book and mentally took note of the page. “You might want to only wash towels and sheets on hot. Try washing your stuff on cold and it shouldn’t make the dye bleed. It’s also way better for your fabric and extends the life of your clothes. I’ve got some sweatpants I’ve had since tenth grade and they’re just now needing to be replaced.”

Of course, growing up with maids that washed her clothes for her didn’t help her case, but the tips from Ingrid still held true. 

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coraleeeee​:

open starter.

@peacheshqstart​ @ heavenly hash / cherry bomb circle

“and that’s when i learned to never give a three year old glue with a twistable bottle. and also why i moved up to fifth graders.” coralee slurred her words as she took a drink she had. after a long night of drinking with a friend, she found herself at heavenly hash enough to sober up before taking a long walk home, or just getting a ride by begging her siblings. “i love those kids but i swear, sometimes they just can’t get their brains in right. maybe that’s why i came back.” she shrugged as she took a couple fries and put them in her mouth, before putting her attention back to the person in front of her. “so how did you manage to get stuck in peach hollow? or get sucked back in. no shame it all happenes.”

Eva listened to the tale with raised eyebrows, lips pursed against her rocks glass. The amber liquid of her Old-Fashioned washed against her teeth. “I know how that is,” she commented once she set it down on to the flimsy paper coaster gifted to her. Slim fingers tore at the honey butter croissant on the table before popping one into her mouth, an oral fixation before she blurted out any real reason. 

(Alcohol was called liquid courage for a reason, she found.)

“I grew up in big cities. My mom’s the governor of Massachusetts. I grew up with all that stupid crap and I just wanted a change of pace. Hospital here was hiring so I took it. It’s not a real glamorous reason, but big cities are the worst.”

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{ nina dobrev ☁ thirty ☁ she/her/hers } among the whispers around peach hollow, have you heard of evangeline “eva” d'alessio? no? well, let’s catch you up to speed. rumor has it, they’ve been seen strolling around blueberry boulevard & have lived in peach hollow for two years. it’s good to have them around because i hear they’re a behavior analyst for a living. the grapevine hasn’t turned out much about them, but that doesn’t mean they’re not hiding something. a word of advice to them, always look over your shoulder. you never know who is watching. { sunshine ☁ 26 ☁ she/her/hers ☁ est }

hello friends! i’m sunshine (you can call me sunny, totes fine) and this is my disaster child named eva! information about her under the cut:

Evangeline grew up in Massachusetts as the youngest of two children. Her older brother Jason was born fourteen years before and Eva was considered an “oops” baby.

If politics had a royal family, they’d be the D’Alessio family. Her mother is a governor and her father teaches at Harvard Law. With Jason following his mother’s footsteps, the pressure for Eva to become an attorney was very strong. She, however, could never fit the mold for the perfect conservative daughter. Instead, she decided it was time for her to break off from them. While her family agreed to pay for her classes, Eva had more of an interest in psychology and behavioral analysis.

Her family was conservative, yet she pushed the envelope every chance that became available. To her, love was something that shouldn’t be hidden and getting caught with a girl on campus did nothing to help her reputation. The biggest scandal, however, was when she had gone home with someone from a bar and he turned out to be the dean. 

In order to save face and let him keep his job, she transferred to UCLA to finish her degree. To this day, her family treats her with a cold shoulder. 

A few disastrous relationships and her more tempestuous nature getting her in trouble later, she found a nice job in a little town called Peach Hollow. 

I’ve got more, but it’s tied into her secret and I can’t let that show 😅 if anyone would like to plot, I’m here in IMs and I’m also on discord at carpe natem#3604

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