la dolce vita.

NATURE ain’t a FRUIT machine, she’s gotta keep her credits clean, good things come to those who wait, but i ain’t in a patient phase. it’s summer time and i hang on the vine, they’re gonna make me into sweet RED wine. -----

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vixenpetals:

“Oh gee, I don’t know, like, maybe, shopping?” Sky had put on a higher pitched voice a smirk cradling her lips as she imitated … someone. She didn’t care how Rhiannon spoke to her, it was amusing in a way. Sky opened her backpack and pulled out a can of beer, chucking it at Rhiannon. “I won’t bite.” She teased her taking a drink of her own can.

“i do like shopping,” rhiannon huffed. “don’t act like that’s a bad thing. retail therapy is like, good for your endorphins.” she crossed her arms across her chest, unfolding them to catch the beer. she held it like it was a screaming baby and tossed it back to skyler. “i don’t drink beer.”

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fckinamelie:

“rhi, i don’t know! i’m just saying it doesn’t add up,” amelie laughed, before giving the girl a smirk, “we can always try to find out though. someone has to know what’s going on.”

“you think? damn, lie, sounds like we’re forming our own mystery gang here,” she paused, the gears in her brain turning. “but i don’t know, if anything happened to riley are you...are you sure we should be asking questions? messing around in that sort of stuff?”

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@ancthcrlic

it was, of course, just like any other night. any other party at the asp house, that was. and naturally, some stupid freshman had dumped the contents of a red solo cup all over her brand new top. tears were brimming through her eyes as she dug through tristen’s drawers, knowing that she’d left her red halter top somewhere in his room and that it -- hopefully -- was somewhere to be found. 

out of the corner of her eye, she spotted it -- she dug through the drawer, tossing shirts aside and pulling it out of the back corner. just as she did so, she heard the door creak open. she glanced around, registering the pile of clothes and the rifled through drawers. great.

“oh, uh, hey,” she greeted, a sheepish smile crossing her features. “sorry.”

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ianprvnce:

she nodded, “no problem.” ian offered a small smile, the question had come up about a million times in the last few days. guess it was standard protocol. “yeah, he was my lab partner. how about you?”

“we were...acquaintances. we didn’t get along great, really, which, uh. okay, odette would kill me if she knew i said that --” rhiannon smiled weakly. it was so hard to keep up appearances when someone was dead. “it doesn’t matter.”

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izzy-sanchez:

izzy watched her take another drink, eyes falling on the now nearly empty bottle. without answering her question, rhiannon leaned over and kissed her. she instinctually kissed back, her lips brushing against the girl’s smoothly. she tasted the alcohol and rhiannon, but then it was over. she listened to her explanation, her heart racing in her chest. it had been a long time since she had been this nervous to kiss someone. she shook her head, “don’t be sorry.” her voice matched rhi’s whisper, and she put her hand up to the blonde’s face pulling her closer.

she kissed her softly, slowly, her hand moving into the blonde’s hair. izzy ran her tongue over the other girls bottom lip, before slipping it into her mouth.

izzy’s reaction surprised her -- she expected scolding, admonishment, or maybe just some sort of exaggerated storm-out and some angry texts from odette in the morning. but when izzy kissed her back, she didn’t complain. she let herself enjoy it for what it was, however brief. even if it was going to fuck things up even more, she was going to enjoy it. she parted her lips slightly, pulling izzy closer as she kissed her back, with a bit more fervor this time.

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jackyphillips:

“We had an understanding that it was a one time thing,” Jacky shrugged. She heard the rumors about Riley, knew he could be a bit obsessive. Oh well. “It’d be a lot easier with a bit of moral support,” she told her. “Come with me, Rhi.”

rhiannon noted the dejected look on jacky’s face and nodded softly. “yeah...okay, of course i’ll go. if that makes things easier. everyone’ll be there and i’m not doing anything else. we’ll dress up and wear waterproof mascara. best dressed.”

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vixenpetals:

“You know what they say, little sun, little happiness. If you could just scoot…” She raised her hand and in a patting motion indicated for Rhiannon to move slightly. She knew who the blonde was (well, of her) everyone knew who the three clique sisters were. Everyone here at this university had some kind of reputation. “I would offer you to join my millions of friends and I but I doubt that’s your type of fun,”

“what do you think my type of fun is, exactly?” rhiannon asked, her tone was aggressive, but she did respectfully step out of the sunlight. “i’m not exactly sure what you’re implying, but it sure doesn’t sound like a friendly invitation.”

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dvntfvgct:

“so is that a plan then? no fake-ness, we just stay home?” she asked just to be sure. even if the rest of zta ended up going she’d wouldn’t, she wasn’t fake like the rest of her family. “same here, i feel for his parents most of all. i’ll try, but house isn’t that far from the art building so it should be fine”

“i wish. but odette’s insisting we go, so. we’re going!” rhiannon paused. “it’s kind of the right thing to do though. just to pay our respects along with the student body? and for his poor parents, i guess. they did invite us. i want to bail though, it’s just gonna be a bummer.”

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wyattewing:

wyatt listened to her speak for a moment, wanting to make sure he was at least somewhat attentive before he focused his attention on getting his tool kit out of his beat up car.  compared to rhiannon’s car, wyatt’s was essentially about to kick the bucket.  it was almost comical how different they were.  

when he returned to rhiannon, towel slung over his shoulder and toolbox in hand, he walked over to the flat tire and knelt down.  “do you have the owner’s manual? probably in the glovebox.”  he offered, giving rhiannon a brief glance.  it had been ages since he’d had to replace a flat tire, and he was hoping to deliver.

“you’re a lifesaver, honestly,” she enthused, unable to believe the position she was in. taking her mother’s car on some sort of joyride in order to keep it in the family? getting a flat and having to ask wyatt ewing in his rusty shagmobile to help her out? unbelievable. she felt sort of bad, for always judging him so quickly. 

after all, she’d never call odette in a situation like this, and odette was supposed to be her best friend.

“uh, yeah,” she answered, rifling though everything. “right here.”

[thederpiestmerc]

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jackyphillips:

“It was one time,” Jacky downplayed it, shaking her head. When will the lying end, Jacqueline? “But yeah it’s…weird. That’s why I want to go.”

“surprised he didn’t repeatedly call you after,” she mused. “i guess that’s understandable. i’d want closure too, in your position.”

[darlingdannyboy]

There were a lot of things in life Lucas didn’t understand – most things, actually. Death was high up there though. Never would he understand why it happens. He wasn’t best friends with Riley, but they were both in Alpha Sigma Phi and had done many a keg stands together. His old suit had been worn until it was falling apart, so he was shopping for something nice to wear to the funeral. Not that he cared what he looked like, but he was told to be presentable. After choosing one he made his way over to the ties; there were way too many colors to choose from for someone so indecisive. Luckily he caught a familiar face in the department store. Approaching them with a blue and a muted purple tie, Lucas held them both up for an opinion. “Hey! Which do you think is better for… um, a funeral?” his voice softened, a hint of sadness in it. He hadn’t actually been to one before in his life.

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rhiannon looked at both of his options. blue and purple? yikes. a fashion disaster waiting to happen. “lucas, you wear black to a funeral, you know that right?” she paused, “it’s respectful. plus, you’d look totally hot in black. they’re over there,” she directed, “like, uh, this one! try this one.”

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averyxxmaxwell:

“Yeah but that was when I had Taylor by my side.” Avery said truthfully. He stared down at the ground as he avoided her gaze. “I don’t think I could speak in another funeral again. I- I- I could barely do it the first time it happened.” He said shoving his hands into his pockets as he swallowed nervously. “My mother died when I was a freshman here. I couldn’t talk for her. Hell, I almost didn’t show up.” A small bitter laugh escaped his lips. “How am I supposed to do it for Riley?”

“right,” rhiannon nodded, aware of the break-up. “but hey, that doesn’t mean everything’s changed, like i’m sure she still supports you and it’s all about confidence. you could to the same thing whether she was there or not, it’s all about confidence and...going on autopilot.” she listened to his confession softly, her lips parting. “listen, i’m not gonna tell you it’s gonna be easy, or that you’re going to like it, but everyone’s been telling me we owe it to riley, and maybe we do. he can’t...he isn’t...i mean, listen, avery. we’re resilient. and if you don’t want to do it, then don’t. but i know you can.”

[mistletoe-mckinnon-blog]

Sky sat under her tree (yes, hers, she liked to think the amount of times she ended up here it could be classed as her own property) with her legs sprawled out in front of herself. Beside her laid a backpack full of her usual supplies; drink, junk food and her iPhone with a pair of earphones attached. She was supposed to be in the dance hall, it was her booking in place to use it but a better opportunity came up for today. Classes were no longer in session for a week, why should she still be working away whilst everyone gets a break. Her eyes were shut, basking in the solitude with a can in hand. When a shadow stood in the way of the little light she was receiving her hues shot open, irritated. “Are you lost?”

[rhixnncn-blog]

“no, sorry,” rhiannon offered. “i was just passing by, contemplating skipping this stupid math class. what’s got you in such a bad mood? apart from me standing in your glorious sunlight for a fraction of a second, that is.”

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 jackyphillips:

“Probably,” Jacky shrugged, looking at the invitation she too had in her hand before looking back to Rhiannon. “I mean, he was a bit handsy and a little too rough in bed for my taste, but he wasn’t all bad. I think… we should.”

“you...you had sex with him?” rhiannon balked. “the, uh, you know...wow. that’s insane. i can’t imagine how you must be feeling.”

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averyxxmaxwell:

“No. Not really.” Avery said sounding oddly calm as he seemed to finally get his act together. “But he was a student. I would go even if I didn’t know him that well and it would be a shame if you didn’t. Why don’t you come, yeah? I’m going to uh– need to talk in front of the entire school and I’m not sure if I can.”

“yeah, yeah i’ll go,” she agreed. “it’s just really sad, i don’t know, it makes me uncomfortable. but you’re right, it’s the right thing.” she could sense avery’s nervousness and she offered him a smile, trying to comfort him. “you talk in front of the school all the time, i know it’s different, but you’re a pro. if there’s anyone to do it, it’s you. it’ll be fine, you’ll probably be on autopilot.”