remembering sunday.

AUBREY ROUSSEAU & SKYLER CAMERON SEBASTIAN ARCHER & BLAKE DYER The sweetness of you on my tongue. I breathed you in, you filled my lungs. A bitter taste. Surrender waste. Another weakness.

[dailyeuphoria]

CASSIE HOWARD

2.01 | “Trying to Get to Heaven Before They Close the Door”

[scatteredinspirations]

tendiespullum​:

OUTSIDE THE WHISKEY LULLBYE December 20th w / @scatteredinspirations (blake)

Wyatt lifted his eyes up when he heard the front door open, a small smile coming along his features. “Hey Blake,” he leaned down against the surface of the bar. “What can I get started for you this evening?” He stood up, picking up an empty glass and placing it down. “Do you want your usual?”

Blake smiled once she approached the bar, making herself comfortable on her barstool of choice before looking up to meet his eyes. “Hey Wyatt, my usual would be amazing...honestly anything with reasonably priced tequila is perfect.” She told him, lightly tapping her fingers against the bar top. “How have you been? It’s nice to see you in your element.” 

[girlsets]

SYDNEY SWEENEY via Instagram story

[tylerposey]

THOMAS DOHERTY as Max Wolfe “She’s Having a Maybe” — Gossip Girl (1.02)

[scatteredinspirations]

shelvedsaints​:

“I didn’t come out with the intention of getting absolutely… sloshed,” Kennedy said, finding the word from his youth to describe the feeling. It had been so long since it had been relevant, he nearly forgot the words. Day drinking had been long over, though, and he was finally sobering up. 

He cut through the crowd to move faster through their sways, no time wasted upon those lost and those still debating if the night was too young.

“Is this your first Duval Halloween, or are you from around here?”

“Is that not what Halloween is all about?” Skyler questioned, though she got the point of not wanting to wake up tomorrow morning regretting the decisions of tonight. She hadn’t drank nearly as much as she wanted to tonight, but liked that she found the restraint that’d thankfully prevent her needing to keep aspirin on her nightstand. 

She looked up at him, keeping his pace as they continued the journey to the next bar. “I haven’t been around too long, just about a year so this is my first one. I grew up in New York, what about yourself?” 

[platinum-collection-deactivated]

Halston Sage

[scatteredinspirations]

shelvedsaints​:

He pressed his lips together, a small smirk that mirrored hers taunting him with the need to play her game. He wanted to play his next move with more dare than hers before him, but Avery had to force himself to think first. He needed to play with care. There was no winning in this, but he liked to think there was. In the end, they both had a similar desire and they were both finding their way to it.

“Then I’ve got my hands full. I think this place might be too much of a distraction. You’re setting me up to fail, Skyler.”

Their eyes met and Skyler knew they were both on the same page, their game of back and forth causing their expressions to match. With her hand resting on his thigh she figured it was only a matter of time until Avery threw out his next play, anything to put them back on the same playing field. 

“And why would I do that?” She questioned, her teeth sinking into her lower lip. “Your place isn’t too far from here right? Think you’ll be able to focus there?” 

[scatteredinspirations]

tendiespullum​:

Ezra shook his head with a small grin as he picked up his shot glass, drinking it back with ease. He turned his head to look over at the male sitting on the stool next to him as he turned his head to look over his shoulder towards a familiar person before letting his gaze drift from that individual. “What about her?” He asked, tilting his chin in her direction. A blonde. Definitely someone he could see himself going home with to get his mind off Bowie.

Sebastian couldn’t help but smirk as Ezra joined him, happy to get the first round of shots out of the way so they could work on drinking some more. He scanned the room slowly, stopping once he spotted the blonde in question. “She’s definitely giving off a good vibe, think she’ll be able to keep your mind occupied all night?” 

[scatteredinspirations]

shelvedsaints​:

“I’ve been told I’m a shit listener, so I’m game to find out,” Briar said, his body pulling off the wall slightly as the man got closer. 

He watched his lips, the way the words were formed without hesitation. They still moved with grace, and he was almost jealous of it. He glanced behind him at the fight that was pulling roars from the crowd loud enough for Briar to feel the vibration of it against the skeleton of the house they were in. 

His eyebrow raised as he watched the man pull himself off the wall. It almost felt magnetic as Sebastian’s feet responded, reaching out to place his hand on Briar’s cheek and close the space between them. “Are you sure about that?” His felt the heat on his lips, the looks alone practically lasering a hole through them. His mind was long past the fight, instead focusing all of his attention on this situation in front of him and how hesitant he seemed to be. He stroked his cheek before moving his hand to the back of his head, using the momentum to crash their lips together. 

[scatteredinspirations]

shelvedsaints​:

“Are u trying to wine and dine me the cheap way? A drink and a cigarette?” Bowie asked, a hand cupped around the smoking end of the cigarette as he entered the house. He took one last drag off the end as he crossed through the kitchen, strolling through what he could of the house as he followed her direction. Casing was a habit, and learned behavior. For a long time. Bowie had thought it was normal until he realized growing up his mother had done it to look for goodies. Most of the time, Bowie was, too. His goodie for now, though, would be limited to peroxide. 

The chemical had burned, but it was better than nothing. Head sticking out of the bathroom, he smirked. “What have you got?“

“Should I of pulled out the fine china for the occasion?” She teased, looking over her shoulder as he joined her in the house. “I might of misplaced all of it in the move.” Blake took more pride in her paper plates, the chore of dishes was one that she liked to skip over when she retired for the night. “Beer, Wine, I can mix you a drink with something stronger...” She shrugged her shoulders, smirking as her eyes met his in the doorway. “Pick your poison.” 

[scatteredinspirations]

shelvedsaints​:

open to: everyone location: the grotto mobile home park

Bowie wiped the glass off the beach chairs that took the place of a couch, his fist throbbing against the break of the window despite the t-shirt he had wrapped around his hand prior to making contact. He wouldn’t have fought being locked out of trailer since it happened nearly once a week, but this had been done with purpose. His girlfriend was out of town for the week, an annual family vacation that no one could deny her simply because of the chaos that would ensue in her absence in photos alone. He could take a night or two, but a week? Without even the smallest instinct to pack some work clothes before hand? Bowie would have to fix the window before she got back.

He lifted the beer off his lips as the door creaked open. Whether it was his ride not minding their business, a neighbor, or Ainsley herself, Bowie was too tired to make even the slightest scramble to his feet. Instead, he propped them over the broken coffee table and leaned back. He wiped his lips of the fizz of the warm beer, offering it out to the intruder.

“They’re not cold, but it’s better than nothing. It’s hotter than hell out there. If you sit down and shut up, I might share some of the square grouper I found today.”

Maybe she shouldn’t of been walking home alone, the sound of shatter solidifying that feeling. The Grotto. If it wasn’t for that fact that she knew certain residents of the mobile park, she would of ignored it completely, but here she was walking towards it. 

She knew that face the second she pushed the door open, laughing a bit as she saw his arm already offering her a drink. “I give you a cold drink when you visit me and you can’t even do the same?” She teased, slowly looking around as she walked over to the chair beside him. “What are you going to offer me if I don’t shut up?” Blake questioned, taking the beer from his hands and bringing it to her lips. 

[scatteredinspirations]

ofnirvxna​:

Of course her ex took the good car, leaving her with the other, the one that needed all the work done. He was still screwing her over, despite her trying to distance herself from him. She was stupid to think that divorcing him would be easy. Their entire relationship, he took and took and took and he still wanted to take from her. It didn’t matter, she just hoped that the auto shop would be able to see her on such notice. Pulling into the empty lot, she went to open the door and even though the open sign was flashing, the door was locked. She sighed, turning around as she headed towards the back. “Hello?” She yelled out as she walked towards the garage, coming upon the mechanic, scaring him, as she felt the liquid spill all down her front. Her white outfit was covered in the dark sticky liquid, “Yes,” her face cringed, not meaning to do it, “Do you have any towels?” She asked as the liquid seeped through her clothes.

He went to grab a clean rag before looking back at her, holding it out as he slowly looked down to see the damage he caused. “I’m sorry about that, the music with the echo back here, it’s impossible to hear anything.” He looked around as the dark liquid began to ruin this poor woman’s white outfit, maybe it was time to invest in a bell for the back door as well. “I think I have a spare t-shirt if you’re interested? Your dress can soak while I take a look at your car.” 

[scatteredinspirations]

tendiespullum​:

Aylin let a smile come along her features, trying not to notice the way his gaze wandered over her. She brushed her tongue along her lower lip as she settled her hands on her hips as she waited for him to give her the answer she was already waiting for. “Okay, perfect.” She wrinkled up her nose as she turned herself to start walking towards her car. “I’ve been pretty great! How about yourself?” She asked as she opened her driver’s side door and got inside, starting it up and moving to pull it up into the back. She got out and shut the door behind her, letting her eyes move towards him. “We were on the subject of you, don’t think I forgot.”

“Something tells me you knew I wouldn’t turn you away.” Aubrey let out a laugh knowing it was the truth, it didn’t matter how full his plate was at the time he’d do what he could to help her out. He walked with her as she headed for the car, smiling as he looked back at her. “I’ve been pretty good, there isn’t much to complain about which is nice.” He bent down to get a closer look at the front two tires, looking back up at her once she spoke. “Me? What’s there to discuss about me?”

[sethkate]

Animal Kingdom + Libertad (3.09)

[shelvedsaints]

[ft. @scatteredinspirations | skyler cameron ]

[scatteredinspirations]

ofnihilism​:

puck was surprised how easy conversation seemed with the tail caged stranger, especially given the circumstances. he would have never in a million years anticipated being on a job in the back room of an aquarium only to find his assistance necessary in freeing a mythical creature from a self-inflicted prison. he cringed, a playful gesture as he met her gaze. “well, skyler, maybe we should switch from the little mermaid over to aquamarine? at least then you get legs and a voice.” suddenly very surprised at his own knowledge of mermaid related media, puck gave a shake of his head, hoping she’d ignore his interjection.  “bailey’s actually my last name.” no one had ever associated anything like the word cute with his name, and if they did, their tone was laced with sarcasm and condescension. “uh, it’s what i usually go by. my first name’s a little too…” he scrunched his nose in thought, defeated by the finality of the answer that popped into his mind. “well,  shakesperian.”   at the final count of three, he pulled down on the tail, muscles in his arms straining against the tightly suctioned silicone. “jesus, you sure you didn’t piss off a sea witch?” he teased, rolling the tail down halfway down her thighs, his brows furrowed as he replaced his hands in the new lip of the tail, stretching the opening a bit to help her release her legs. 

Skyler knew she was lucky that someone as nice as him happened to be working at the aquarium this late. There wasn’t many outside of the mermaid world that she could see taking her seriously, but this was going way better than she imagined when she first got sight of him. “Who knew you were a mermaid enthusiast.” She said playfully as she looked back at him. “Aquamarine would give me a Cinderella curfew, I’m not sure which outcome would be the better one.” She was pretty impressed with his knowledge, not knowing if she would of gotten it out of him any other way. 

“Really?” She looked at him with a smile, though as he talked about his first name it only made her more curious. “You can’t leave me hanging like that, one too many hints will have me guessing way after you leave. I won’t make you share it though if you’re not comfortable.” 

She waited for his count, tightening her grip on his arms as he began pulling the tail off her body. “At this rate I’m not sure anymore, maybe I did.” The blonde let out a laugh before she caught sight of her skin again, letting out a sigh at the slight freedom. She started to pull against him, hoping with both of them tugging in opposite directions that the rest of her legs would slide out. 

[scatteredinspirations]

ofnihilism​:

a laugh passed as he looked down on the blue hat and glasses, a shake of his head sending a dark lock of black hair into his ocean eyes, shoulders lifting and falling in a shrug. “he does take after his daddy.” it still felt odd, calling himself a father and meaning it, and while early on the thought had made him sick to his stomach, now it was a different feeling. something akin to pride, he would imagine. his life, while fruitful, had a great deal of meaninglessness behind it. he was a son, a brother, an uncle, but none of which he’d done with as much conviction as he had whilst parenting the child in the carrier on his chest.  “any sea witch dumb enough to tangle with you deserves to get robbed, gorgeous, it’s just the facts.” jokes exchanged, the baby in his arms giggling and kicking excitedly babbled on, speaking incoherently as if part of the conversation. abe’s hand came up, pulling away the glasses and hat before he smoothed the plume of his son’s dark hair aside, keeping the whispy locks from standing on end.  “i had one appointment today and was gonna hang around the shop after, but they cancelled. i figured i could spare the afternoon to hang out with my kid and do something fun. then i thought, maybe, just maybe, i could convince his second favorite person in the world to go to lunch with us.” he smiled, replacing the accessories on the shelf beside him. “so, whaddaya say? hungry yet, tails?”

“His Daddy’s alright.” Her lips curled into a smirk as she looked up at him, liking that she got to see him in more than one light. Skyler felt like he was doing amazing with the cards he was dealt and though he had no choice in the matter, he wouldn’t have to do it alone. “Hopefully every sea witch knows better, if they make it past me they’ll end up dealing with you.” She laughed along with him as she watched Abe place each of the accessories back on the rack. 

“You had me at something fun, but I don’t know, are we sure it’s me that’s his second favorite? Who’s the one that gets him to sleep like magic?” Even when the gesture was as sweet as this Skyler couldn’t help but be playful back to him. “Getting out of this place and getting to hang out with my two favorite boys is all I needed, but you bet I’m going to take you up on an offer for food.” She smiled. “I’m good to go.” 

[scatteredinspirations]

shelvedsaints​:

“Ah, right now, I’m stuck with beer because of how I started the night,” Kennedy said with a grimace. He had started his day with the intention of going into his office with a cup of tea and falling asleep sprawled out over floor plans. This was a fluke in the system.

“I think I may have left the other half of my shirt at Sloppy Joe’s,” He admitted. “I can accompany you there if that’s where you’re headed.”

“Did you start off too strong?” The blonde questioned curiously as her blue eyes glanced over at his appearance. She didn’t expect him to tell her much, meeting in the middle of the street left them with little opportunity for conversation so she was going to take advantage where she could. “I haven’t been there yet, might as well get a drink and get your shirt all in one shot. Lead the way.”