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mostly iconless multi from edie ( lovemartyred )

[rostovae]

coolwxthyou‌:

scarlet is trying to be on her best behavior. she was in a good place, for the first time in a long time. she was finally in a band that seemed like it might actually make it big. things at work were doing well. but, of course, all it ever took was a cute guy to wreck all of that.

his tone taunts her. she doesn’t want him to think she’s boring. she wants to brag about all the actual cool shit she’s stolen, all the times she almost got caught. she wants to talk about her short stints in jail.

she knows that all of that would just make her seem even more like a poser, so instead she glares her best glare. it was a glare that sent most people running, but she had a feeling it wouldn’t faze abraham at all. “fine,” she hisses, taking a final drag of her own cigarette. “but you fucking owe me, alright? i don’t know when, i don’t know what, but at some point i’m going to need a favor and you’re going to do it.” she’s bluffing and she knows it. she’s already stealing the snacks, she’s resigned to the fact. “do we have a deal?”

he knows from the second she stares at him like she hates him that she’s going to do it. he knows this, because all girls look at him the same way -- like because he’s bad, they want to impress him by going along with every shitty idea. he assumes she’s no different from all the other good girls he’s played with before -- and god, wouldn’t he be shocked to find out different?

his smirk is slow, taunting her as he leans back against the wall. “i don’t owe you shit for shit,” he says. “you’re gonna do it just ‘cause you wanna do something for me.”

patience has never been his strong suit, and so his smirk becomes a scowl. “you gonna go in there or what? did you miss the point where i said i was fucking starving?”

[rostovae]

OPEN ━━ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ━━ ABRAHAM FUCHS (info here!)

     “hey, listen, i’m not saying you gotta do it,” he says, shrugging one shoulder as he lifts his cigarette to his lips again. “i’m just saying that if i was you, i would. but guess that’s where me and you are different.”

     what he means is i guess you’re boring!, but his tone says it well enough that he doesn’t need to bother actually voicing it. he doesn’t understand why everybody he knows has to be so uptight. he’s not asking the other to kill anybody -- just to steal some snacks from the 7/11 before he starves to death. he’d do it himself, but the guy behind the counter knows him from the last time and said he’d call the cops if it happened again, and the last thing abe needs is to get himself arrested. if his sister has to bail him out one more time, abe is sure she’ll kill him.

    he flicks his cigarette butt to the ground and stamps on it. “you gonna take one for the team, or what?”

[bensonstablers]

[flawlessbeautyqueens]

I’m more of a drama girl. Drama and crying, stuff like that. But it’s pretty cool! To have, like, the super suit. For me, costumes are always a big thing. I like costumes. It always gets me into a role, especially something like that, which is so specific. I don’t know, I never thought I’d do something like that! It’s surreal, I don’t know it’s completely sunk in yet.

[infectionofmind-deactivated2021]

Bella Swan being cute and happy cinnamon roll

[periodfantasy]

[shanehollandered]

my letters are my most secret possessions. i write a letter when i have a crush so intense that i don’t know what else to do. rereading my letters reminds me of how powerful my emotions can be, how all-consuming.

[daenerya]

But I warn you, I’ll break your heart.

[julielilac]

(x)

[pian-ran]

#same energy

[wheretheyrefound-blog]

cause i’m fast enough to get into trouble, but not fast enough to get away // and i’m old enough to know i’ll end up dying, but not young enough to forget again (x)

[rostovae]

tag drop!

[rostovae]

OPEN ━━ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ━━ AARON CARTER find his info HERE.

         “hey, look-- if you need a ride, i can give you a ride.”  aaron stands there with his hands in his pockets, pretending like he doesn’t love this -- being the saviour, once again. when the other hesitates, he pulls keys from his pocket, giving them a spin around his index finger like he’s trying to entice them.  “c’mon. you’ll never find a cab out here.” and he sort of wants some company for the ride home -- and an excuse to be late back.

[rostovae]

ofroseate‌:

it’s been a good minute or so and her wallet is still nowhere to be seen. “i swear, it’s in here,” she expressed to the cashier before her. her cheeks bloom to a shade of red, embarrassed at how long she’s taking. the crying of the toddler is urging her to move faster but before she got the chance to locate it the man behind her had vocalized that he was to pay for her goods.

admittedly she’s a bit shocked but begins to return her items to her purse and gathers the one bag she had came for. “i’m so sorry,” she apologized to both the cashier and man behind her.

scurrying a few feet away from the line she gives access for the pair to leave. “i    it’s no trouble, really. i have one of my own,” she explained with an understanding smile. “are you sure i can’t do anything? maybe i could change him for you? that’s a bit creepy, i’m sorry. at least let me find my wallet while you change him, maybe? i’ll feel terrible otherwise.”

the cashier gives marcus a look that’s half-sympathy, half-patronizing, in the way that everyone who doesn’t have kids looks at him. it’s a naive half-smile that says i could do better. he wants to hand oscar over to the guy and say have at it!, but he figures holding up the queue any longer than the lady in front already did would be criminal. he’s not the only person with places to be.

he shakes his head at her apology, and if he were any less exhausted, she’d get a smile, too. instead, he just juggles diapers and son in his arms like some kind of shitty balancing act.

her offer is the first good thing to happen to him today.  “ you wanna change him? ”  marcus repeats, and finally that smile appears on his lips.   “ be my guest, lassie. boy’s toxic, mind. ”

[driverdaily]

What I love about Charlie: He loves being a dad. It’s almost annoying how much he likes it.

Marriage Story (2019) dir. Noah Baumbach

[rostovae]

tag drop!

[rostovae]

OPEN ━━ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ━━ MARCUS MACKINNON  ( open to literally anyone )

“ ALL OF IT–  just all of it together. my stuff and theirs. thanks. ”   the person before him is struggling to find their wallet, and honestly – the things in their basket can’t be worth more than ten dollars, so marcus doesn’t mind paying.  he hands over the diapers he’s buying and a twenty to the cashier and waits for his change.

 whether it’s a good deed or his own impatience, he isn’t sure.  all he knows is that if he’d had to stand in that queue any longer with a screaming toddler, he’d’ve lost his mind.

  marcus turns to the other and gives them a smile, weary.   “ don’t worry about the cash. and sorry about my son, ”   he says, because even though he’s mostly desensitised to it by now, he knows oscar’s wailing is pretty awful.   “ needs changing. ”