✖┋❛ & ℓσℓα ραςιиι

❝ she's trouble in a tank top pretty little time b o m b, blowin' up take you down, living in the radio lost in the stereo's sound ❞

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hollingsworthz‌:

“i’ll always protect you,” he said softly, attempting to dispel some of the cheesy factor from his words. hunter then brought his arm around lola’s waist, one finger moving to flick the switch of the lights because, fuck no, he was NOT quarreling with any basement demons. “i don’t think it’s too bad down here anyways… but i always make frankie go down.”

❝ my hero. ❞ the girl grinned staying close even as he was flicking on the lights, though lola had taken the first step towards going down the stairs, keeping her eyes flickering around - there was just something about basements that had always creeped her out. ❝ i mean, on the bright side - if there is a scary killer hiding out down here....we’ll die together? ❞ but after she’d said it, lola really wasn’t sure how that was looking on the bright side.

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Chrysanthemum

Chrysanthemum - Who considers your muse precious to them? Are they aware of how they feel?

i’m going to go out on a limb and say all of the hollingsworths, shay for obvious reasons, but maybe that’s all?? she’d know that shay and frankie love her they’re all in love with each other lbr bffs for life. miles, because my heart says so ; but lola probably thinks shes nothing to him, and hunter is a fairly new thing, but she knows how she feels about him, and given what they’ve gone through together already she’d probably know??

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Plant/Flower Symbolism Asks (Part II)

Based on the list on this wiki page

Bay Wreath - What is your muse’s proudest moment/accomplishment?

Begonia - Is your muse prone to ‘flights of fancy’, or are they more down-to-earth?

Bellflower - Who does your muse love?

Bells of Ireland - Is your muse lucky?

Bird’s-foot Trefoil - How far would your muse go for revenge? What level of offense warrants retaliation, in your muse’s opinion?

Bird of Paradise Flower - Does your muse have a good grasp of the bigger picture, or do they have a more narrow perspective on things?

Box - How much has your muse changed throughout their life? What sort of inner demons have they overcome?

Borage - How courageous is your muse in general? What limits do they have to their courage? Are there any situations that will give them more courage than they normally would have?

Broom - How well do they take compliments?

Bulrush - Is your muse an aggressive person? What situations might bring out more aggression in them than normal?

Bumblebee Orchid - Is your muse good at figuring out the inner workings of a machine if they take it apart?

Buttercup - Does your muse come from a wealthy family? How wealthy is your muse on their own?

Cabbage - Does your muse know how to turn a profit if given the opportunity?

Camellia Japonica - What does your muse excel at, and are they aware of/proud of these skills?

Campanula - What is your muse grateful for in life?

Canterbury Bells - Who is your muse grateful for being in their life?

Carnation - What sets your muse apart from their peers, in your opinion?

Celandine - What is your muse looking forward to? Alternately, what are some examples of events in your muse’s future that will bring them joy?

Cherry Blossom - Does your muse do well in school?

Chestnut - How important is the concept of virginity to your muse personally? Do they impose this on other people?

China Aster - Would your muse be comfortable with a polyamorous relationship?

Chrysanthemum - Who considers your muse precious to them? Are they aware of how they feel?

Coreopsis - How good is your muse at keeping a cheery attitude, and how genuine is it?

Cowslip - Does your muse usually exhibit ‘grace under pressure’?

Clove - Does your muse believe it’s possible for love to endure all hardships?

Clover - Is your muse skillful in any sort of trade? Would they be interested in one?

Columbine - Has your muse ever been cheated on?

Coriander - What are your muse’s views on one-night stands, for themselves or for others?

Crocus - Did your muse ever experience puppy love as a child?

Cypress - What is the most impactful loss that your muse has experienced?

Daffodil - Has your muse ever gotten a chance at a fresh start at life? If not, would they make one if they had the chance?

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interests: being called princess

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hollingsworthz‌:

mess, mess, clean up mess - what type of water did this girl drink? she was so retentive about all the cleaning up, but if hunter had to be honest… it was sweet. “the hollingsworth house is good for exploring,” he noted, small smirk painted on his lips. “and, fine, if you insist.” he groaned his words before moving to pick up his own box, dumping it in the trash without a second glance. “it’s, uh, a little dark down there. i don’t blame you if you get scared.”

this wasn’t her house, and for that lola knew that she couldn’t leave a mess, always wanting to pick up after herself no matter what else was going on. upon throwing the trash out, a smile had worked its way onto her features as she was listening to hunter. ❝ i do scare easy, is that your way of telling me that you’ll protect me? ❞ the girl asked, before holding her hand out for him once more, figuring that he’d lead the way downstairs.

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lo’s hoco dress thanks to hunter :’)

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hollingsworthz‌:

bathing suit whereabouts were definitely on lock, frankie having pointed out to him that she put it in the laundry room for the next time lola was over. “yeah you do,” hunter was quick to reply, hoping it didn’t come across as weird in some manner. “swimming is hard, i’d hope you were hungry.” first instinct told him to reach for lola’s hand, gently intertwining his fingers with hers. “it’s downstairs. that’s where frankie said she put it, at least.”

giving his hand a slight squeeze she was happy that he’d known where to start looking, otherwise lola was sure that she’d end up lost in the house. ❝ i don’t know if i’ve ever been in your basement before? i thought that i’d explored most of this house, but downstairs is still a mystery to me. ❞ the girl laughed as she was sitting up, then moving to her feet as she was dragging hunter up with her. ❝ we should clean up our mess first though. ❞ and she had reluctantly dropped his hand, just so that she could reach for the boxes and napkins, or at least what she could carry before she was moving towards the kitchen to toss it into the trash can.

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hollingsworthz‌:

“i’m not sure,” he admitted, offering a haphazard shrug as he took another bite of his cake. “y- you can stay, though. this whole day is about you, lo, i love spending time with you.” and though any time with her was well-spent, hunter figured she wanted something more to do than lean her head against his shoulder and eat cake. “we can go swimming, bake something, i don’t know. the pancakes went surprisingly well, and i’m sure we’ve got more baking supplies and stuff like that somewhere in the kitchen.”

❝ i’m definitely not hungry after all of this - but after swimming i’m sure i will be. ❞ lola offered up as she was taking a few more bites from her cheesecake to finish it up ; popping the lid back on before sitting it on the counter. ❝ i think i have my bikini here from the post-vigil get together still. ❞ thinking back to the night she was more that sure that she’d left it there, which was oddly perfect for the current activities now. ❝ and after we could raid your cabinets for something else to bake? ❞ 

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hollingsworthz‌:

“yeah, sure,” he said, lips moving onto her fork before offering the same to lola with his. hunter did love cheesecake, one of those little luxuries in life that he could appreciate the pure bliss of. “i’m just really happy to be here with you.” which was a statement as refreshingly open as he could make it, offering the girl a softer smile as his tongue traced over his bottom lip, searching for any remnants of lola’s dessert.

upon feeding the male a bite of her cheesecake, she’d then easily taken the bite from his cake as well, nodding her head at the taste. ❝ yum! we both know how to pick out desserts. ❞ the girl spoke before she was wiping at her mouth, head just barely tipping to rest against hunter’s shoulder once more. ❝ i’m happy to be here with you too. ❞ it was easy being close to the male, something that she’d really gotten used to - and enjoyed doing. ❝ did you have any other plans for the night? or -- did you want me to live after we ate? ❞ not that she’d wanted to, but if hunter had wanted her to go then she’d respect that.

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hollingsworthz‌:

he had questions about who that guy was ( a lot of questions ) but hunter nonetheless bit his tongue, nodding in acknowledgement. “i- it doesn’t matter to me,” he said. sure, it hurt a little, but in the grand scheme of things, hunter knew it wasn’t his to make passive judgments about. “that would be like you judging me for being a virgin. it doesn’t matter.” he gave a shrug, indicative of his thoughts on the subject matter. “god, that cake’s been calling my name forever.” following a lighthearted chuckle, hunter grabbed a fork, slicing off a bite of the cake. “do you want some of mine?”

she was happy to hear that he wasn’t judging her, though she also should have known that hunter wouldn’t pass a judgement like that - or at least not like after what they’d already been through. ❝ and i would never do that, you’re right - it doesn’t matter. ❞ reaching for her cheesecake, she’d grabbed a fork as well before popping the top of it. ❝ sure! do you want to try this? ❞ lola asked, slicing off a piece before sticking it to her fork ; holding it out to the male. 

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hollingsworthz‌:

“it’s okay,” he said. that’s all there was to it ; everything was okay. “i- i’m not like every other guy, lo. i’m not like the idiot that didn’t wear a condom and then dropped off the face of the earth to leave you to deal with everything. i wouldn’t do that even if that first part happened.” face scrunched immediately as he realized what he said, rubbing his temple with his forefingers. “n- not that i- you know what i mean. but, lola, you’re the best, bravest girl i know. nothing changed that.” he held her in place, hand rubbing against the back of her neck as he sat, reveling in the pure joy he felt from having her in his arms. “you’re everything to me.”

lola had known that hunter wasn’t like that, but hearing him confirm it still was nice, and something that she hadn’t really known that she needed to hear up until his point. ❝ i just didn’t want you to think that i was some floozy that just sleeps around. not that i am, i’ve -- i’ve only ever been with one guy. and it wasn’t some stranger or anything like that, i knew him. now i kind of wish that i didn’t know him, but i’m not that kind of girl. ❞ but she was hoping that hunter had already known that about her. ❝ it’s okay, i know what you mean. ❞ and for the first time after everything she’d finally let out a soft laugh. finally pulling away from him, she’d moved to sit herself back upright, wiping under her eyes one last time. ❝ this might sound totally lame after everything, but do you think that we could eat our fancy desserts now? ❞ 

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you ever been 2 seconds from a psychotic break because you cant get a necklace hooked

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hollingsworthz‌:

then more than ever, he felt like he could protect her. there, with lola in her arms, and hunter taking to cradling her softly as a hand moved to the small of her back. “it’s okay, you can keep crying if you need to. i can always wash this.” yeah, it was his favorite, but this was a tad more important. “no, i don’t think you’re a freak. i think you’re a total badass, and you’re really brave for going through that.” he kissed her again, soon thereafter hugging her tighter. “i love you a lot, okay? you can’t change that.”

she felt like a wreck, a sobbing and emotional wreck if she was being honest with herself, but hunter just being there for her was nice. she hadn’t wanted to keep crying, quite the opposite actually - crying wasn’t on the top of her list as anything great. ❝ i don’t want to cry, i just wanted to be honest with you about why i got so weird the last time. ❞ pulling herself up just slightly she was wiping under her eyes once more, sure that her makeup was smudged all over at this point, but she also hadn’t really cared. ❝ that might be the first time that anyone has ever called me badass. ❞ lola admitted, a soft laugh falling from her features as she was hugging him once more, this time just staying put with her head against his chest. ❝ thank you for not being like every other guy, thank you for being sweet. ❞ 

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hollingsworthz‌:

“yeah, i know about the video,” he said, though he was silenced as lola continued to speak. hunter tried to fend off subconscious judgments his mind began to formulate upon hearing one night stand, though he bit his tongue and kept listening. he couldn’t deny the twinge of pain he felt in his heart for lola. yael went, too? and nobody told him anything about it? how did he just remain so completely out of the loop? abortion, complications, the words were racing through his mind. he didn’t know what to say, what to think. and to never have kids? he couldn’t imagine how that would feel. “lo, lo, it’s okay,” he said, his voice hushed. “that’s not your fault. and- and you can always adopt and stuff, right?” his tone was more hopeful, bringing his arms around her into a tight hug. “you’re not leaving. and i’m not going anywhere. you’re okay. it is a lot. but i can handle it.” he said no more, giving lola another soft kiss, lingering in place for longer than need be.

she was a sniffling mess, sitting there before she’d felt hunter’s arms around her ; leaning into the male as she was resting her head against his chest. ❝ i just haven’t really told anyone about it, and it’s been eating me up inside, having to keep it all to myself. ❞ everything felt better with hunter though, even just sitting there in his arms she’d felt content, or at least a bit more at ease. ❝ sorry i’m a mess, i got your sweatshirt all wet.. ❞ the girl muttered as she remembered that she’d used the sleeved to wipe at her tears, and that it wasn’t her clothing. returning the kiss, she pulled away soon after, but kept their bodies close, her voice barely above a whisper as it was processing that he wasn’t leaving or telling her to get out. ❝ you don’t think i’m a freak? ❞ 

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✉️ ⇢ lo 🎀

frankie: lo! don't say that!

lola: why?? hes cute, you're cute! you could be a cute couple!