a sight to see.

[olivcrashford]

Oliver shakes his head. "It's always good to admit it when you know someone. That way they are prepared for when the bite comes," he smirks at her as he places his pencil down onto the top of the note pad, brushing his tongue along his lower lip. He reaches for his cup of soda, glancing down at the sketch pad. "Sort of. I work at the parlor and I'm trying to come up with ideas for the flash sale coming up." He shrugs. "So far I seem to be having a creative block or something. You got any good ideas?"

@saveurlove

[saveurlove]

"I guess that's a good tactic," Susie admitted, shrugging her shoulders. "Personally, I think the surprise is the best part of it all. What's the fun in letting the person prepare?" She leaned forward to glance down at the sketch pad.

"Oh, that's super..." she responded genuinely. There was a time when she wanted to become a tattoo artist. She had bought a tattoo gun from eBay, and a lot of banana peels had gone to waste.

"What about a jellyfish?" she suggested. "Oh! Or an eye. Just a hyper-realistic eye. I could never get that down."

[elijahfalvey]

Silence was something that Elijah had long since learned to live without. Both in his home, between his two girls and the three cats always causing some sort of ruckus, and in his office, with the lively addition of Susie in the studio since January, there was hardly a modicum of peace to be found. To put it simply, he enjoyed the fleeting moments of serenity that he was offered, whenever he was offered them. Did he expect the simple task of organizing to keep Susie quiet for as long as it did? No, definitely not, but her concentration on the color-coordinated manila folders was appreciated considering it took about seven different side conversations to get her on the right track on a usual day.

Not that he really minded that, if he was honest. He wasn’t an exemplary case of focus, either. He thought that was why their unusual pairing worked as well as it did for them both.

All that to say, when Susie finally spoke up again, slamming the cabinet door shut with the sound of a metal clang, he hardly looked up from his own task — scribbling all of his upcoming obligations on his desk calendar — while he fidgeted with the ballpoint pen. He enjoyed the silence, yes, but another thing about constantly living without it was that it was incredibly easy to tune things out. He only looked up from his work when her voice all but reverberated through the small room.

“If you’re malnourished, then I’d love to know what half the charges on my card are,” Elijah replied, his voice deadpan despite the smirk on his features. He let the silence fall over them once more, one more second of thought before he sighed. He put the pen down in favor of grabbing his phone that laid beside him, haphazardly swinging it forward and holding it out for Susie to take. It was a silent agreement, proffering the device so she could order what she wanted. “Order it from the hibachi place down the street — I think they just opened up for takeout the other day, and their spicy tuna rolls are . . . what d’you guys say? Instead of good?”

[saveurlove]

It was pretty obvious that Susie was a lucky girl. She threw herself into anything and everything without giving it much thought, and for the past twenty-something years, everything had gone in her favor. Take her new job with Elijah, for instance. She was barely qualified, and for the past few months, she had mostly been just getting comfortable.

Susie snorted at the word "malnourished" but immediately sucked in a breath when he mentioned the other charges. It was an honest mistake. She had forgotten that his card was linked to her UberEats app and she just so happened to always forget to check for the correct one when she was craving pad see ew in the dark hours of the night.

The blonde clapped her hands together, her eyes brightening when Elijah stuck his phone out. Susie jumped up from her spot and took it from him. "You are actually the best, Eli," she praised him, her eyes glued to the phone. Her fingers tapped away on the dimly lit screen, selecting items from the menu that sounded just divine. His question caught her attention, making her put the phone down for a moment.

"Fire?" she answered. "Or gas? Or, um, I don't know, just good?"

[just-foster]

"Gross," Foster replied, scrunching up his nose teasingly, the instinct to give shit practically a familial trait. He knew very little about his mother's side of the family, but getting to know Susie filled that void just a little bit. "I've got a girlfriend now, you can't be saying shit like that." He sat down opposite her on the blanket without asking for an invitation, looking over at the puzzle she was putting together. "What's this one supposed to be?"

[saveurlove]

Susie's nose scrunched up in the same manner Foster had in response to her remarks. She pressed her lips together to hold back a laugh. For someone who flitted from one activity to another, family was her only constant. In her head, she always tried her best to stay connected.

"Oh, yeah?" The blonde raised an eyebrow, setting down the puzzle piece she had been holding between her thumb and pointer finger. "An everything bagel," Susie noted. It was something she spent a bit too much money on at those fancy little boutiques filled with knick-knacks.

"Okay, back to the girlfriend thing. How's that going?" she asked, letting the gossip in her bubble to the surface.

[archived-thecjwelford]

CJ had always loved swimming. If the race track didn’t call to him, the open waters would have, joining the swim team instead of quitting school to race. So he tried being by the river when he had free time to kill to just enjoy it, walking aimlessly for a spot when he spotted Susie in her spot. Literally, that’s what this one patch of land was referred to. “Yo Soup!” He called back, jogging over. “Whatcha doing? How many pieces is this puzzle? Can I help?” CJ sat down, grinning at her, reaching down to kiss the top of her head. “Y’know, pirates used to dock up on this part of the river?”

[saveurlove]

"Hey, Deejay," Susie called out her self-proclaimed nickname for CJ, finally able to see once he stepped out of the sun's glare. Her furrowed eyebrows relaxed as she scooted over to make some room for him. "Pretty evident, don’t you think?" she teased, blowing a kiss into the air after he placed one on top of her head.

Susie was about to share some details about the puzzle, but CJ started talking too fast for her to follow. So, she picked her favorite comment. "That is so not true," Susie scoffed, putting down the puzzle piece she was holding. "Where did you hear that? They're a liar and a cheat and a scam."

[thephoebeyates]

> Blue Lanes (Baller Birthday Party). Open.

Cap: 5

Grazing at the refreshment table was a much needed break to Phoebe after what felt like hours of continuous bowling, where at some point a tequila shot penalty was implemented if the ball was rolled into the gutter, then if you got a strike, then a spare, then if was just your turn to play… It just seemed right that after that game wrapped up, Phoebe beelined to the pizzas, cramming as much as she could into her mouth in an attempt to sober herself up. She luckily hadn’t sent any embarrassing texts to Foster, though now was honestly just counting down the minutes until he was coming to pick her up. Whilst a bit sad that he was missing out on the party, his comfort was Phoebe’s priority, and given his colorful history with the birthday boy, it was more than understandable why he wasn’t here tonight.

She was brought out of her thoughts by a tap on her shoulder, slowly turning as she hurriedly swallowed the big bite she took of her pepperoni slice, momentarily believing it to be yet another beguiled staff member sent to the brunette to report Sebastian’s antics, like they had been most of the night. “If this is about Seb, I can assure you since his spouse paid for the full thing, they definitely have more than enough to cover the dent repairs…oh hi there!”

[saveurlove]

Susie's tactic of not eating before going out for the night never worked out well for her. After an hour or two, her stomach would start growling louder than the music, and her usual bubbly personality would give way to a slight attitude. Plus, Susie was a sore loser, and bowling definitely wasn’t her strong suit (not that many other sports were). She had already tapped out of the game half an hour ago, exchanged some change, and made herself comfortable in the arcade.

After maybe five games of Dance Dance Revolution with some random kid—whom she totally annihilated—her stomach finally got her attention, and there was only one thing on her mind. Susie crept toward the pizza where another blonde stood. She tapped her on the shoulder to make sure she wasn’t startled by what was about to happen, but once the girl turned around, it seemed she was feeling the same way.

"Hold on," Susie said, raising a finger before reaching over and taking a slice for herself. After a huge bite and some heavy chewing, she let out a sigh of relief. "Oh god..." she practically moaned as she finished chewing. "Sorry, rewind, what did Seb do?"

[lizzysmcalpine]

ANYA TAYLOR-JOY via Instagram ✿

[saveurlove]

𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 : blue lanes , cj's baller bday 𝙖𝙫𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 : @themissing-linc

Through all her travels, Susie's mind flitted from one thought to another, never resting for long. This was typical of her. She would dive headfirst into something, only to get bored just as quickly. But there were a few things that stayed with her, lingering in her chaotic mind. Susie knew she wasn’t a great communicator, and she had no desire to be. In relationships—both romantic and platonic—her feelings were always the first to be pushed aside. Yet with Linc, there were moments when she wished she could be brave enough to say what she felt. But by then, it was always too late.

Susie went abroad with nothing but memories of him occupying her thoughts. Now, she was back, and just her luck, there he was, standing in line at the concession stand. Without a second thought—without any thought at all, really—her feet began to move before her brain could catch up. She quickly stepped up beside him, nudging his shoulder with hers.

"Hi," she greeted him with a smile. "Long time no see?" she added, her voice tentative, testing the waters.

[leonwozniak]

the shift was coming to an end, and leon just finished his call to a taxi company (old glenn was drunk and spewing insanities against the catholic church and leon was two seconds away from punching the man out of his establishment) when the text notification popped on his screen. S U S I E <3 was texting him, at 3:00 am and that confused leon more than anything. everything about that girl confused him, like why was she living in weaver ridge when she seemed to be more of a oak gardens socialite most of the time. also confused about her name in his phone, he was certain he would have never wrote it like that.

reading the text, he was even more confused, frowning at the words, without comprehending them. it took him a good fifteen minutes, of pushing old glenn in a taxi and locking the front door before going back to the text. rereading it, it clicked and leon couldn't help but groaned.

bkae then choose ur temperature y r u cooking at 3am

[saveurlove]

At this point, Susie was sitting on her kitchen floor with her forehead pressed against the oven door—a comical sight, really. She had been waiting for Leon’s reply, resisting the urge to text him a few tasteful curse words and let him know that she knew he was awake. To pass the time, she swiped through a few TikToks, losing herself in the stream of videos on her for you page. It only dawned on her when her phone vibrated in her hand that she could have easily searched for a tutorial on the same app she was using to kill time.

Her eyebrows furrowed as she read the misspelled message from Leon. She looked up at all the little buttons on her oven, feeling more confused than ever, and then back down at her screen again. The array of options seemed all too overwhelming for Susie. Letting out a groan, she began to type again.

I don’t see the bkae button... where are you? Can you just come over?

She hit send and put her phone down, leaning back against the cabinet. This was not how she had planned to spend her night, but here she was attempting to bake instead of dreaming.

[saveurlove]

𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 : moremusic studio 𝙖𝙫𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 : @elijahfalvey

It was quite the sight—Susie actually doing something she was getting paid to do. Elijah needed some organizing done in the studio, and there was a time in Susie's life when she was obsessed with organizing. She even had a YouTube channel for tips and tricks. Though it lasted only a few short months during her late teens, the skills she learned stuck with her. For someone so sporadic and constantly shifting to the next thing, it was surprising how meticulously she kept things organized and clean.

She was just finishing up, sliding the last color-coordinated file into the cabinet she had picked up from the store earlier. “I think that’s it,” the blonde announced, sitting back down on the floor. She glanced up at Elijah, who was a few feet away at his desk, engrossed in his own work. A few moments passed with no response. Susie let out a silent huff.

“GOD.” her melodic voice echoed in the office. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this hungry in my entire life. I’m malnourished. Could eat a horse. Or whatever people say...” She barely paused to let Elijah respond. “I could go for some sushi. But like take out... some tuna rolls sound so good. What do you think ?”

[saveurlove]

𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 : spot near illinois river 𝙖𝙫𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 : closed ! ( 3 / 3 )

This certain spot quickly became Susie's not-so-secret hideaway. It turned into a place she shared with friends, and then friends of those friends, until it seemed everyone in Blue Harbor knew about it. But it was always Susie's favorite place by the river. The weather was just fine, so she grabbed her worn out blue beach towel, picked up a puzzle, and headed out to her special spot—because really, what was Susie without a body of water nearby? She was halfway through the jigsaw puzzle when she heard footsteps approaching. "Hey there, stunner," a blonde called out, though the sun was in her eyes and she couldn’t see much of their features.

[olivcrashford]

who: everyone!

where: utp!

Oliver taps his pen against his sketch pad, staring at the blank page... the one that hasn't seemed to draw itself for the last two hours since he plopped down in this very spot. He brushes his tongue along his lower lip, raising his hand up to pull his earbud out, feeling like someone was standing near him. He turns his head to see someone lingering near him. "If you need that seat, it's open. I promise I don't bite... hard."

[saveurlove]

Susie let out a groan when she realized the lack of available seats at The Labyrinth. It had become a sort of a solo tradition for her to try a new drink every Saturday night since college, but with the city's growth, it was starting to become an obstacle. She was about to give up when the guy sitting behind her at a table caught her attention.

"Oh!" Her eyes widened, already eager to accept his offer. "I mean, biting is fine, I guess. Strange you'd admit that right away," she joked, officially claiming the empty seat across from him. Her curious eyes were already drawn to the empty page in front of him. "Yankee Doodle Doodler?"

[saveurlove]

𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 : susie's apartment 𝙖𝙫𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 : @leonwozniak

After scrolling through the endless well that was TikTok, somehow the algorithm picked up on her constant complaints about how her bananas always went bad (though of course, it was just because she completely forgot about them). After maybe the fifth video, Susie was fully convinced that now was the time to bake banana bread. She failed to recognize that the oven clock was ticking toward 3:00 a.m. before she began to touch buttons. No, she wasn’t a baker or a cook, for that matter. This was all new territory for her, and without a second thought, she shot her neighbor a text.

the magic chant? 4 the kitchen dragon? mine sleepy

[kristiineozola]

[loubis-and-champagne]

x

[konoko]

[haleyatwell]

MILEY CYRUS Life in Looks | British Vogue (May 18, 2023)

[saveurlove]

˖ °╰ ⌜ introducing susie loveless

biography . statistics . headcanons . playlist . pinterest . connections 

loose glitter stuck on one’s chest shining under the light, a disco ball twirling mid-afternoon while slow reverb music plays, a mannequin posed obscurely in the corner of the room, playing a single key on the piano while passing, eating a cucumber cream cheese sandwich at the beach, & the sun’s reflection glimmering on a body of water.

[stlowens]

Gennady Aygi, tr. by Peter France, from “The People Are a Temple.”