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[peachfvzz]

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AN EXPLORATION IN: the fever dreams of the broken-hearted, satirizing the monsters under the bed, the shrapnel of unspoken struggles, the gravity of loving through the wreckage, the exhaustion of performance, & the comedy found in your own unraveling

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ALEXA DEMIE as MADDY PEREZ - Euphoria 3x07 - Rain or Shine

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ALEXA DEMIE as MADDY PEREZ - Euphoria 3x07 - Rain or Shine

[wildspringday]

havana rose liu via instagram

[likecavities]

closed starter for @peachfvzz !

he's just kind of blinking at him. of course he is. "why are you blowdrying your hair at one am ??" a beat, "the only person coming out is evan ??"

[peachfvzz]

"why is this an issue?" vin can only scoff in reply. "because we are supposed to look presentable. and you know how important my hair is to me." yes, because the important bit here was his hair and not evan.

[peachfvzz]

im home but im not gonna do anything except watch LOVE ISLAND!!!! TEAM KENZIE NOT KENZ!!!!!

[hcllowbodies]

continued for @peachfvzz from here !

"y'know i hear what you're saying." a beat, "and i raise you the fact that that's the wrong sport."

[peachfvzz]

"maaaaaan you're crazy, the sport isn't what matters. you got the right car, and you definitely seem like the type to glove up and fire a couple shots to take care of business."

[hcllowbodies]

"i'm sure you're right." he laughs, "but i'm still gettin' used to the fact that people give a shit what i'm up to." he doesn't really get it. he just plays hockey, who cares what he gets up to in his free time. but he doesn't want to be asked anymore, and he's desperate for everyone to stop making commentary in the locker room. "an' i like being cooped up in my house." because no one can hurt him there. "but the professionals say it's bad." a beat, "i have handled bigger crises then whatever you could get yourself into in one night." another laugh, "c'mon. i'll even make sure you get home and tuck you in if i have to. i've done it for my friends a million times."

[peachfvzz]

"it's rather interesting to see. attend any random gala, and half of the couples there will have an arrangement." a shrug. it didn't particularly interest her. especially when her mother insisted on making charlie part of that practice. the woman had been delighted when she announced she'd finally found someone. "it's weird, isn't it? people cared about me even before i was born. and just... never stopped caring." charlie had been a tabloid darling. and while she'd encouraged it when she was younger, now all she wants is for people to forget she exists. "frankly, i don't care about what the professionals say. i like my home. but..." she sighs, smile soon tugging at her lips. "i can give it one try. and don't worry, you don't have to tuck me in. i've been sober for years. if anything, i'll probably just be a bore."

[likecavities]

closed starter for @peachfvzz !

teddy decidedly doesn't have the funds for something like this. he and vin are still trying to figure out why the fuck vin can't blowdry his hair while teddy has the lights on. but charlie had offered to help, and what's a little credit card debt amongst friends !! he just won't tell his brother how he afforded this, not like he's telling his brother he's doing this at all. the airbnb is nice, the location is better, and teddy is kind of fucking hopeful that he can finally show charlie the person he used to be. so maybe he's still harboring a million feelings that his brother and his best friend wouldn't approve of. but what could he do ?? he's being dramatic, sure, but he's trying to feel normal. they walk into the airbnb, and teddy offers a small grin. they've been to the orchard, he's got plans for tomorrow, but tonight, it's either dinner in town, or staying home and cooking. "what do you wanna do ??" a beat, "i've got a million restaurant recommendations, but we could always stay in and cook."

[peachfvzz]

charlie is grateful for the distance. sitting mere inches away from him on the drive over was quite the test. the second the drive crossed the hour mark, she felt like gnawing her arm off. so the moment they actually got to their destination, she made a mental rule to keep a solid three feet of personal space between them at all times. because teddy isn't the only one harboring a million feelings they definitely should've dealt with by now. she tried to get over it, she swears she did, but all charlie managed to do was accept that this whole thing would remain completely one-sided. she couldn't do anything to change how she felt, but what she could do was learn to live with the fact that she wouldn't hold him again.

maybe she should've just said no to the trip. saved herself the absolute agony of pretending she's over him. but it's way too late for that now. the orchard was nice. it was easy, and she's still riding a bit of a high from just getting to talk to him. but now that they're back within the confines of four walls, the panic starts to set back in. she's going to mess this up. again. "as much as i'd love to have a chance to cook, i think both of us deserve to have someone else do it for us." cooking feels a little too intimate. and she doesn't trust herself. "what are our options?"

[peachfvzz]

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[peachfvzz]

the way i suddenly have shit to do just when i was writing omgggggggggg

[skippingframes]

wade let out a quiet huff through his nose, more amused than offended, and tipped his glass toward her in acknowledgment. “for what it’s worth, i’m not particularly interested in defending freud at a BAR,” he said, tone dry but not cruel. “half of psychiatry is trying to outrun the damage he did to dinner conversations.” his eyes stayed on charlie for a moment, attentive without making a show of it; he could’ve been sharper, could’ve named the way she dodged vulnerability by turning it into debate, but there was no sport in cornering someone who ALREADY looked ready to bite. “and i don’t have a diagnosis for you,” he added. “not here. not like this. what i do have is an observation, which is much less dramatic.” a pause, then his mouth curved faintly. “you really don’t like being seen before you’ve decided what version of yourself people are ALLOWED to look at.”

[peachfvzz]

"tha't s a relief." a laugh. "i've found that freud defenders love taking advantage of every opportunity they have to sing his work praises regardless of the setting." at least he wasn't one of them. she kept that thought tucked away. charlie had spent too much time running away from therapists and psychiatrists for this exact reason. she knew the market value of a psyche like hers, for she was both the perfect cash machine and study object. of course, she had zero interest in being dissected over a cocktail. "ah." she nodded, gaze drifting away. she had diagnoses a plenty. some from experts with expensive degrees, some from well-meaning parties who mistakenly thought they could fix her if they maybe understood her well enough. charlie doubted wade could tell her anything new. but his observation hit different. had her swallowing hard, feeling her throat tighten, face turning away before he'd be able to read her expression. he was right. she hated it. but mostly, she hated facing the truth without having a chance to prepare first. "and you came to that assessment after one single conversation?" she asked, forcing her voice to still sound bright. "impressive."

[likecavities]

"okay – well to be fair to me, this is my first formalized fake girlfriend." he laughs. it all kind of feels like too much pressure, and he's really hoping this takes some of the pressure off. "you can't stay cooped up in your house forever, charlie" a beat, "believe me, i've TRIED." his head tilts, "come on, i swear it'll be fun."

[peachfvzz]

"you'd be surprised by how common it is amongst the elite." charlie saw it a lot. open secrets one could only discuss behind closed doors with trusted people. "but i like being cooped in my house?" yes, she knows it isn't exactly healthy, but the heart wants what it wants. and she knows her heart is messed up, so celibacy is what keeps her safe and sane. "it's not that i don't trust you," she starts, biting the inside of her cheek. "it's me who i don't trust."

@hcllowbodies

[canthelps]

sure, they had drunk about a bottle of wine each at this point, but to zelda there was no better way of spending valentine's day. why would she be sitting at home feeling sorry for herself when she and pippa were having the perfect galentines? she's a little breathless after belting out you're so vain, swaying a little as she notices just how close pippa is, how she's looking at her lips like she's suddenly realised they were there. her heart is beating loudly in her chest, and she has a split second to make a decision- but split second decisions are what zelda does best. she leans forward and presses their lips together briefly, pulling back with a glint in her eyes, almost like she's daring pippa to continue.

[peachfvzz]

it'd be easy to blame pippa's behavior on the wine. she's never the one to make rash decisions, but in that moment, following zelda's lead just feels... right. it's just the two of them, a pair of hearts beating, thumping against their chests at such an alarming rate they drown out carly, still playing in the background. the kiss doesn't last long enough for her liking. pippa needs more. and so, she leans in, brushes her lips against zelda's and hopes the other won't regret what she just started. hands are busy too, fingers messing up the blonde's hair to get rid of any distance that could be left between the two of them.

[peachfvzz]

has anyone figured out a away to get rid of the ugly ass white outline around pics? bc the stylus thingy i was using stopped working like 2 days ago 😫

[dcgtown]

It took a lot for Mischel's walls to come down. At least that's what she told herself, but turns out all it takes is half a bottle of wine and a handful of Carly Simon songs. She had been woefully single for the better part of a year. As much as Mischa tried to tell herself that didn't bother her, and that her fierce independence was a strength, sometimes she missed exactly this: getting a little wine drunk and being tangled up in somebody who knew her just as well as she knew herself. "Those definitely aren't the lyrics, but I like your version way better," she says tilting her head back in laughter, arms linked around the other woman's shoulders. "You know this is probably just about the best date I've had in a while," she admits with a scrunch of her nose.

[peachfvzz]

"maybe i could find a way to pitch this new version to carly." she'd make some calls. talk to client after client until her persistence would result in a phone number. but it's all a bit too ridiculous. and pippa doesn't do ridiculous. she is serious. except right now. because despite the logical part of her brain demanding she start thinking of how close she is to her friend, she refuses to listen to it. "you know what?" a beat. "i think the same." pippa thinks of all her failed raya matches, men who had the brain of a peanut and were merely a cheap copy of their favorite standup comedian. pippa was exhausted. but tonight helped. because being so close to mischel emptied her brain in a way that allowed her to focus on how pretty her friend is. "i think, instead of kissing more frogs... i'd rather just kiss you."

[peachfvzz]

WISHLIST !!

general.

wedding stuff because it's wedding season and building a plot around huge events like weddings is FUN!

horror stuff, again, for everyone! hit me up with a pairing andmb i will message u to figure out the logistics but i'll take care of most of the werk

charlie.

something that gives me the same thrill and heartache i got when i first watched the panic in central park

arranged marriage but it's actually a lavender marriage (or just relationship, idc) because her mom keeps busting her ass and she is tired and she might as hell help a fellow homo who'll just let her play with her reborn dolls while pretending theyre hetslopping

more crime shit!!!!!!! gritty shit!!!!!!!!! blood and guns!!!! let's revisit her messy ass past or write her in the middle of the gabriel era

uptown girl inspired dynamic bc she dances to that song while she cooks and swears backstreet guy will fix her

stella.

please for the love of god let me write my may 2002 bullshit. let her be creepy. let her show what her mommy issues made of her. let her creep the fuck out of your muse and stare too much at their hands because she dreams of slicing them off. or just let me write my lil outsider that has a pet crow and dreams of fucking ppl on top of a grave (preferably her mom's but the hag is still alive but her current condition is top secret teeheehee)

robin.

sports bullshit behind the scenes. deals and cheating and money and robin being a hardass and maybe being kinda the best and worst manager ever at the same time because she is a bisexual disaster or just being a fucking SHARK. idk jackshit about sports but i love the bts involving managers and pr peeps and how bloodthirsty everyone is

nate.

give this man a kid either idk his stupid ass got someone pregnant or is babysitting or adopted IDC. i was reminded of nate's dilf era which is just pure silliness

but he also needs an ENEMY. and im not talking like silly, teeheeheeing, i want him to have an actual opp and be forced to stop playing dumb

camille.

no one ever lets me have fun and write her because she is a bitch and steps on people's balls for a living. stop being boring. why do u guys hate french ppl! she is a domme who runs a brothel/burlesque club with her bestie. idt i have any specific shit i wanna do to her i just know i wanna see her on my dash. evil bisexual who rarely ever lets people see she has feelings. has a soft spot for women. patron saint of sex workers

vinnie.

let this poor man get a better job and finally become jack antonoff. he would love nothing more than to stop being broke and see the brows thriving, thanks!

addicted to older women. do with that what u will

vico.

she's got my brainworms rn so i want both like silly stuff where she is just humping the legs of every sexy girl she sees but also let's start whacking her a lot. she needs a couple swats on the snout so she can start behaving maybe

if anything on this list interests you, msg me or reply to this or give this a like. i will hit u up asap, discuss a lil, and then write you a starter to get us going