ɪ 𝐻𝐴𝑉𝐸 𝑨𝑹𝑹𝑰𝑽𝑬𝑫 . . .

﹠﹠ 𝖳𝖧𝖨𝖲 𝖳𝖨𝖬𝖤 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖲𝖧𝖮𝖴𝖫𝖣 𝖡𝖤𝖫𝖨𝖤𝖵𝖤 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖧𝖸𝖯𝖤 .ᐟ.ᐟ

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#𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗙𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗖 : A MUSICIANS-ONLY MULTIMUSE BY CODY. [ ✖ ] [ THE ROSTER ]

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i fear my brain has shut off for replies + starters for the night but i will get to my inbox more throughout the week <3 goodnight gays

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❛  you can kiss me again, if you want.  ❜  ( NICO + BENJI  ──  EARLY DAYS! )

HE FEELS LIKE A KID IN A CANDY SHOP, or maybe a puppy who got picked out of the pound, coming to his forever home. maybe that was fucking stupid. maybe he had his hopes up too high, but his heart was pounding out of his chest, cigarette pressed between two of his fingers, and nico was finally looking up at him with those fucking stupid gorgeous blue eyes of hers. back pressed up against the bricks, his thumb delicately runs across her cheek, and benji dips his head again: dizzy. intoxicated. maybe it was the beers they had downed, but he was sure that was one hundred percent the way that nico was finally letting him closer. his lips linger, wanting to make this moment last, wanting to make sure nico knew that he absolutely meant this.

ASK MEMES :: ACCEPTING FOR @fukstar & NICO TOWNSEND

[fukstar]

The  world  blurred  around  them  as  they  dashed  across  the  wet  grass,  weaving  through  darkened  streets  with  only  the  flickering  streetlamps  to  mark  their  path.  As  the  aggravating  whoops  and  beeps  of the dreaded police dissipated  into  the  background,  only  the  sound  of  their  soles  thudding  against  the  pavement  could  be  heard  ──  their  heaving  breath  as  they  desperately  tried  to  get  a  bit  of  oxygen  back  into  their  lungs,  her  infrequent  and  stifled  laughter.  The  palms  of  her  hands  are  coated  in  a  sheen  of  sweat  from  the  grip  she  maintains  as  they  fly  down  the  block,  but  Ryan’s  heart  is  beating  so  rapidly  that  she  can’t  quite  find  it  in  herself  to  be  embarrassed  just  yet.  

She  begins  to  slow  down  as  they  near  the  car,  coming  to  a  halt  on  a  street  corner.  They  are  engulfed  in  the  quiet  of  complete  suburbia,  basked  in  the  warm  stinging  glow  of  honey-colored  light.  She  didn't  let  go  of  his  hand,  even  as  they  stood  there  attempting  to  recapture  their  breaths.  Wisps  of  hair  catch  on  her  lips,  feeling  as   frazzled  as  she  did  giddy.  There’s  a  moment  of  pause  as  Ryan  attempts  to  gather  up  what  was  left  of  her  bearings,  but  it  escapes  her  again  ──  too  caught  up  in  the  moment  to  come  back  down  to  Earth.  

She  lurches  forward  as  she  slings  her  arm  around  his  neck,  reeling  him  in  for  yet  another  kiss.  Breathless  and  off-kiltered  as  it  was,  the  feelings  of  adoration  continued  to  swell  in  her  chest  until  she  felt  like  she  might  burst.  

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❛  ──  …  We  should  probably  go,  right?  ❜

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JESSE WASN'T SURE IF IT WAS THE moment or the running that was knocking the air out of his lungs. electricity zapped along his arm as ryan clung to his hand, adrenaline pumping through his own veins as their shoes hit the ground below. RYAN IS LAUGHING. the sound is a song to jesse's ears, and all he can think is how he could listen to the sound for the rest of his life. maybe his judgement was a little bit clouded, but he liked it this way. before he could truly register that they are standing right by the car again ㅤㅤ ━━ ㅤㅤtoo enraptured, maybe ㅤㅤ ━━ ㅤㅤ ryan is looped back around him, and his palms find her waist, pulling her closer, flush against him, not even bothering to push his own hair out of the way, simply eager to taste her on his lips again. " probably, " he murmurs, mostly against her lips. eyes hazily flicker open, trying to memorize the way her eyes crinkled up in the warm glow. he holds onto her like she might evaporate, like she might disappear, like she might change her mind once morning truly comes to its fruition. his fingers flex against the fabric of the hoodie holding in her body heat, and before he can really stop himself, the words come tumbling out: " do you wanna crash at my place? "

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❛ you can keep looking at me like that. ❜ ( nicolette & star )

THERE IS A SLIGHT ARCH OF STAR'S brow when the other woman speaks, and a sly smirk pulls delicately at her lips over her glass ㅤㅤ ━━ ㅤㅤsome fruity, pink drink that the bartender swore up and down that she'd enjoy, but. . . ㅤㅤher attention is on nicolette, at the moment. she hums softly, just quiet enough for no one else to hear her, soft enough for the mere feeling to delicately center herself in the midst of music and chatter. " and how, would you say, am i looking at you? " lashes flutter, and she's placing the glass down on the counter. an elbow presses down, chin resting on the heel of her hand as she watches like a hawk, almost as if she's waiting to pounce.

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❝ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤHI, I'M BENJI SAVAGE AND I'M ABOUT TO GET HIT BY A CAR ㅤ! ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ❞

LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA. JULY, 2013.

[heavnhill]

“there’s nothing special about you.”     charlotte doesn’t intend to be mean, not one bit. this is just    …    simple fact. there’s nothing special about her, about carson, doesn’t mean anything that they’re here, in los angeles, chasing dreams that aren’t as perfect as they thought it would be. she doesn’t know the difference between honesty, cruel bluntness, or facts. not anymore, at least. now that she’s a lot less polite than she used to be.    “you’ve earned the way you are    —    i mean, fuckin’ bakersfield?”    again    …    there’s her inability to tame her tone, the one that’s so fucking tired, so jaded, so uncomfortable.    “but, fuck, if anything makes you special, it’s moonshine. fuck, you guys are fuckin’ good.”

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CARSON FLICKS HIS CIGARETTE, keeping casual as he stares at the burning ember at the tip of the rolled paper. his lips pull, just slightly to the side, the statements weighing clearly on his shoulders. in no way did he truly think he was that SPECIALㅤㅤ ━━ ㅤㅤcharlotte was right. it was MOONSHINE that was special. before he speaks again, the man is taking another long drag of his cigarette, pushing the smoke out and watching it curl. "you know. . . moonshine almost didn't even fucking happen, anyway," carson muses, finally letting his gaze drag back up to her and letting a brow arch. "i wasn't even fucking supposed to consider myself even a little bit special. i don't know that this shit isn't getting to my head."

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑭𝑳𝑼𝑭𝑭𝒀 𝑪𝑨𝑵 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  i can carry that for you.  ❜ ❛  i can come over, if you don't want to be alone.  ❜ ❛  i can go with you, so you don't have to do this by yourself.  ❜ ❛  i can keep you warm.  ❜ ❛  i can listen for as long as you need me to.  ❜ ❛  i can make breakfast while you stay in bed.  ❜ ❛  i can make you laugh. just give me a minute.  ❜ ❛  i can remember enough for both of us.  ❜ ❛  i can share mine with you.  ❜ ❛  i can stay with you a little longer.  ❜ ❛  i can take care of you for once.  ❜ ❛  i can wait for you here.  ❜ ❛  can i keep this? it reminds me of you.  ❜ ❛  can i keep you company?  ❜ ❛  can i kiss you?  ❜ ❛  can i lay my head in your lap?  ❜ ❛  can i see you smile again?  ❜ ❛  can i take care of you tonight?  ❜ ❛  can i tell you how pretty you look?  ❜ ❛  can i tell you something silly?  ❜ ❛  can we just do nothing today?  ❜ ❛  can we stay like this a little longer?  ❜ ❛  can you come a little closer?  ❜ ❛  can you hold me for just a second?  ❜ ❛  can you promise you'll text when you get home?  ❜ ❛  you can always come home to me.  ❜ ❛  you can be as clingy as you want. i don't mind.  ❜ ❛  you can be soft here.  ❜ ❛  you can come over whenever you miss me.  ❜ ❛  you can have the last bite.  ❜ ❛  you can have this; it was supposed to be yours anyway.  ❜ ❛  you can hide here for a while.  ❜ ❛  you can keep looking at me like that.  ❜ ❛  you can keep my heart. i wasn't using it anyway.  ❜ ❛  you can kiss me again, if you want.  ❜ ❛  you can lean on me.  ❜ ❛  you can pick the music.  ❜ ❛  you can stay as long as you want.  ❜ ❛  you can stay close to me, i like that.  ❜ ❛  you can take my hand.  ❜

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me going "hey jack did u reply to this and i missed it" only for me to figure out my ass DIDN'T TAG HIMMMM

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i luv luv luv watching u guys i luv all of us having a Good Time like i luv playing pretend

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#PLAYLIST 001:ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤANDREW BLAINE

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replies perhaps not until tonight (i am going to a baby shower 2day) but i have edit in brain...

[fukstar]

He  is  familiar  with  the  routine  of  solitude,  and  the  late  nights  that  so  often  bleed  into  early  mornings.  The  hours  in  between  where  the  rest  of  the  world  seemed  to  fall  away,  until  all  that  remains  is  a  pair  of  eyes   glazed  over  and  stuck  on  a  fixed  point  in  the  horizon.  Denver  is  like  a  shark  in  this  way,   having  found  that  if  he  doesn’t  keep  moving,  doesn’t  keep  himself  busy,  he  will  die.  Stuck,  eternal,  in  the  liminal  gaps  where  time  no  longer  existed  and  nothing  was  quite  real.  No  matter  how  much  he  tried  to  make  sense  of  it.  In  this,  he  and  Andrew  have  formed  a  sort  of  kinship  ──  or  at  the  least,  a  certain  level  of  understanding.  

As  he  eases  into  the  spot  next  to  Andrew,  he  watches  the  sky  begin  to  burst  and  tear  into  streaks  of  blues,  oranges,  yellows,   you  name  it  ──  the  start  of  a  new  day,  with  the  old  one  still  hanging  over  his  head  like  a  dreary  little  rain  cloud.  The  colors  refracted  off  the  surface  of  the  water,  smooth  as  glass,  and  he  wonders  what  it  might  feel  like  if  he  just  dived  right  in.  Shock  enough  to  the  system,  shock  enough  to  break  the  illusion  of  perfection.  

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ❛  Maybe.  Depends.  Did  you  want  silence?  ❜  

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DENVER SETTLES INTO THE SPACE NEXT to him, and doesn’t say anything, not at first.  he is truly one of the first people who actually understood him. always took up the space, but gave andrew the space to move in silence when he is wound up tightly, spending time twisting his limbs together in his own mind.  he didn’t know if denver saw their friendship in the same way, but there is such a comfort in it for andrew.  “ not necessarily, “ andrew said with a shrug; he shifts, his heel now pressed against the dock, chin resting on top of his knee.  not if it’s you.  he found that denver was an exception to most of his rules.  maybe it was because they seemed to work in sync, or that they could lose hours with each other so easily. he shifts a hand, fingers finding his shoestring, twisting it lightly through his fingers.  “ just. . . processing the day, i think. “

[fukstar]

You’re  …  you.  Star  spat  the  words  out  as  if  it  meant  anything,  and  as  if  his  sense  of  self  was  still  intact  enough  for  him  to  have  a  reference  point.  His  own  reflection  was  beyond  recognition,  shattered  and  re - sculpted  into  the  shape  of  something  entirely  other.  He  found that he was  always  searching,  searching,   for  something  ──  anything  tangible,  anything  familiar.  But  these  days,  all  he  ever  found  was  the  cracks  in  the  splintering  glass.  Something  so   subhuman  he  could  only  stare  straight  through  it,  instead  of  really  looking  directly  at  what  he  had  become.  No,  he  did  not  know  what  she  meant,  but  there  was  almost  a  sense  of  relief  as  he  realized  that  this  meant  even  those  in  such close  proximity  could  sustain  themselves  on  an  idea  of  him  …  whatever  they  wanted,  needed  him  to  be.  The  persona  of  the  week,  the  existential  personality  crisis  of  the  century.  

❛  Do  you  wanna  go  for  a  walk?  Get  out  of  this  room  for  a  little  bit,  reset?  ❜  Cillian  pivots  the  conversation  as  her  fever  seems  to  break,  hoping  the  fresh  air  and  scenery  shift  will  do  her  some  good.  Never  mind  the  fact  that  it  was  some  godawful  witching  hour,  and  the  streets  had  long  since  emptied  out  into  silent  channels  of  isolation  and  nothingness.  He  was  a  fan  of  standing  in  the  quiet  night  anyways.  Maybe  she  was,  too.  

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SHE WAS EMBARRASSED. she wanted to sink into the floor and disappear completely. to not be perceived by one of the best songwriters she had ever heard. to not have those piercing blue eyes pierce straight through her and see something in her that no one else could. and she’s just stringing the most stupid bits of her thoughts together. . .  she wished she could be invisible. unfortunately for her, she was never destined to be, nor did anyone think that she was going to go down easy. name her star, it will never backfire. she won’t crane for the spotlight and scratch and claw at the walls to try and get there. there was too much pressure on her, from the get-go, and she was always finding herself on a crumpled ball on the floor.  her fingers tightened around his, almost scared at the thought of moving. a breath presses past her lips, brows furrowing, and star slowly nods, not truly trusting herself to actually speak, not yet, at least. she needed something, anything, to get herself moving again.  DO YOU HATE ME? DO YOU THINK I’M STUPID? DO YOU WANT TO WALK AWAY FROM THIS? “ i think. . . yeah. fresh air. ”

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༘⋆｡ stirring the pot starters

a mix of arguments, tension, manipulation, gossiping, fighting, & general emotional messiness!

you  weren't  supposed  to  hear  that.

don't  look  at  me  like  i'm  the  only  one  lying.

want  to  tell  them,  or  should  i?

you  think  i  don't  know  what  you  did?

i've  hit  people  for  less.

oh,  i  thought  you  already  knew.

that's  funny,  you  didn't  say  that  last  night.

say  that  again.  i  dare  you.

you  wanna  talk  about  loyalty?

no  offense,  but  if  you're  the  last  to  know,  that's  on  you.

go  ahead  -  pretend  like  it  wasn't  your  idea!

they  deserve  to  know  the  truth.

you  didn't  hear  this  from  me,  but  -

oh,  so  now  you  care?

don't  flatter  yourself.  you  were  just  convenient.

you  crossed  a  line.

we  had  bets  on  how  long  it  would  last.

it's  not  even  a  secret  anymore.

you  don't  get  to  cry  about  it  now.

touch  me  again  and  see  what  happens.

say  it  again.  louder  this  time.

you  really  thought  nobody  would  find  out?

don't  act  so  innocent.

okay,  but  am  i  the  villain  for  laughing?

tell  me  who  else  knows.  right  now.

this  whole  time,  and  you  didn't  say  a  word?

don't  act  brave  now.

you're  really  gonna  do  this  here?

it  wasn't  supposed  to  get  this  far!

you  can't  rewrite  history.

oh,  i'd  never  say  it  to  their  faces.

it  was  supposed  to  stay  between  us.

we're  all  thinking  it,  i  just  said  it.

you're  not  as  untouchable  as  you  act.

do  you  even  feel  guilty?

they  warned  me  about  you.

go  ahead,  make  it  worse.

if  you  repeat  this,  i'll  deny  everything.

the  next  thing  out  of  your  mouth  better  be  an  apology.

you're  about  three  seconds  away  from  regretting  this.

you  keep  pushing,  and  i'll  push  you  back.

they're  going  to  find  out.

one  more  lie,  and  i  walk.

they're  lying  to  you.

you  need  to  back  off.  now.

you're  defending  them?  after  everything?

don't  try  to  hide  it.

tell  me,  was  i  just  a  placeholder?

you  really  think  sorry  fixes  this?

there's  nothing  left  to  say.

don't  act  like  you're  the  one  hurting.

i  don't  owe  you  any  explanation.

whatever  helps  you  sleep  at  night.

you  should've  seen  this  coming.

i  hope  it  was  worth  it.

i  told  the  truth.  just  not  all  of  it.

you'll  miss  me  before  i  miss  you.

smile.  you're  ruining  the  mood.

i'd  watch  that  tone  if  i  were  you.

it's  not  my  fault  you  believed  me.

you  have  such  a  talent  for  pretending  you're  innocent.

we  both  know  this  is  over.

i  never  said  i  was  a  good  person.

i  thought  you  were  different.

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑭𝑳𝑼𝑭𝑭𝒀 𝑪𝑨𝑵 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  i can carry that for you.  ❜ ❛  i can come over, if you don't want to be alone.  ❜ ❛  i can go with you, so you don't have to do this by yourself.  ❜ ❛  i can keep you warm.  ❜ ❛  i can listen for as long as you need me to.  ❜ ❛  i can make breakfast while you stay in bed.  ❜ ❛  i can make you laugh. just give me a minute.  ❜ ❛  i can remember enough for both of us.  ❜ ❛  i can share mine with you.  ❜ ❛  i can stay with you a little longer.  ❜ ❛  i can take care of you for once.  ❜ ❛  i can wait for you here.  ❜ ❛  can i keep this? it reminds me of you.  ❜ ❛  can i keep you company?  ❜ ❛  can i kiss you?  ❜ ❛  can i lay my head in your lap?  ❜ ❛  can i see you smile again?  ❜ ❛  can i take care of you tonight?  ❜ ❛  can i tell you how pretty you look?  ❜ ❛  can i tell you something silly?  ❜ ❛  can we just do nothing today?  ❜ ❛  can we stay like this a little longer?  ❜ ❛  can you come a little closer?  ❜ ❛  can you hold me for just a second?  ❜ ❛  can you promise you'll text when you get home?  ❜ ❛  you can always come home to me.  ❜ ❛  you can be as clingy as you want. i don't mind.  ❜ ❛  you can be soft here.  ❜ ❛  you can come over whenever you miss me.  ❜ ❛  you can have the last bite.  ❜ ❛  you can have this; it was supposed to be yours anyway.  ❜ ❛  you can hide here for a while.  ❜ ❛  you can keep looking at me like that.  ❜ ❛  you can keep my heart. i wasn't using it anyway.  ❜ ❛  you can kiss me again, if you want.  ❜ ❛  you can lean on me.  ❜ ❛  you can pick the music.  ❜ ❛  you can stay as long as you want.  ❜ ❛  you can stay close to me, i like that.  ❜ ❛  you can take my hand.  ❜