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[succulentwhims]

ㅤㅤㅤ𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐒 , is a dependent and private blog in association with marinahq. – as penned by stef, twenty9, she/they, est .

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑎 𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑎 〰 forty. fashion designer. she/her

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑎 𝑗𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑎ℎ 〰 fifty2. head of surgery at MGH. him/he

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[some-monthly-celebs]

Adria Arjona

[vicletcrush]

The thought of a hot cup of tea was something that Benjamin couldn't wait to get his hands on. He wanted to feel the warmth on his hands as well as the warmness that the first sip would send through his cold body. He loved the taste of tea and was willing to try any and all flavors that he came across. He walked into Rise and Grind where most people seemed to be waiting for their coffee orders so it was easy for the barista's when he asked for a tea since it was less work. "Well you had quite the night so it doesn't surprise me that you don't remember." Benjamin laughed as he looked at her. He had made sure that she didn't make any stupid mistakes even though he barely even knew her. He helped her home and stayed since she insisted and wanted to make sure nothing went wrong. "I mean I was having a good night too but you definitely took the cake this time."

[succulentwhims]

She groaned at his response, feeling the pressure on her head multiply by the simple action. Mena hadn’t drank so much since she was in her late teens to early twenties. Back before her she even met her ex husband who later encouraged her to give up her drinking in exchange for less damaging hobbies. “  At least, tell me I didn’t end up doing anything too embarrassing like dancing on a table or bump and grinding some college dude.  ” It was one of her favorite drunk endeavors back in the day. Anything she could do in order to feel better and that usually ended with a wild night at a club that she’d go on to laugh about with her best friend for weeks until they did it again. But that Filomena was long done, and in her place sat a struggling - and regretful - grown ass woman. “  You must have been passing me your drinks, cause there’s no way.  ” Despite herself, Mena laughed and shook her head, “  I’m glad you’re able to function at least.  ”

[joseliaaaa]

closed starter ( @succulentwhims ) 📍  marina general hospital

Joselia had figured out quickly that the most popular person in a hospital wasn't the anesthesiologist-- it was anybody who dared bring a pack of cigarettes onto the grounds. The thing between her fingers seemed to fly in the face of her job. Who wanted to take advice from the addiction counselor who couldn't give up smoking? It was her one vice, a hard habit to kick considering she'd started at fifteen.

When the back doors swung open, Joselia took a cautious glance over her shoulder before dropping the dart to the ground and stomping it out with her foot. "Dr. Jollah! Hi," she smiled, embarrassment warming her cheeks. "Would you, uh, believe me if I said I was holding that for a friend?" she attempted, waving her hand in the air to disperse the smoke that hopefully wouldn't linger on her clothes.

[succulentwhims]

His eyebrows raised at her words, and he began looking around for the so-called ‘friend’ who she held the cigarette for, though fully knowing there was no such friend. “  Mhmm.  ” he muttered, nose wrinkling at the scent that surrounded them for a moment. Thankfully the breeze darting past them pushed the smell the opposite direction of where he stood. “  It ain’t my lungs being affected Jo, but I truly do wish you’d take better care.  ”

Though he himself did not, and had never smoked, it wasn’t uncommon to find his coworkers lighting up outside. Especially after a long and draining shift, or during lunch times. Brima wasn’t the cigar police to stop them, so he kept it moving. “  It’s a bit chilly out here, don’t you think?  ” He’d come outside for a moment of uninterrupted peace as his door had a constant revolving wave of needy people asking for too much of his time. Not even during his lunch period could he sit and relax, but out here - out of the surgery department entirely - it would take them a good while to find him. “  You didn’t have to waste your smoke, by the way. You better be picking that up.  ”

[vib3sdontlie]

dominic looked over at the girl, realizing they were two of three people doing the circuit training in the gym. besides them, it was the instructor. each piece of equipment was to be utilized for a specific amount of time before moving to the next. "hey, yeah... we can pause," he said before taking a large gulp of water. while he loved to do cardio to get his blood racing and swore by a good workout at the start of the day, he also knew it wasn't for everyone. "you alright or should we slow it down?"

[succulentwhims]

“  Thanks.  ” she said, quickly reaching for her own water bottle to soothe her thirst. She didn’t work out regularly, finding that she’d much prefer spending the time having a delicious meal but understanding that if she wanted to stay healthy it was a must. As big a foodie as she was, Lupe didn’t want to end up overdosing on a danish. “  I don’t know.  ” she replied genuinely. “  I want to slow down, but isn’t the purpose of working out to go all in? Am I failing if I don’t?  ” She certainly understood the mental break that working out gave. The entire time spent there, Lupe hadn’t stopped to question or ponder over any of her problems. Nothing could center her brain beyond the ache and pain of the workout. “  You’re not even struggling!  ”

[succulentwhims]

location: davis ranch written for: @sou1ties

Staring out at her kids, Mena felt herself overwhelmed with content. They’d arrived early in the farm and immediately ran towards the animal pens to help feed and meet as many of them as they could manage before it was time to go home. Had she not forced them to come have lunch, they’d still be out there on empty stomachs. “  Thank you for having us.  ” she said to Amari, offering a smile that displayed the joy she felt at watching her kids just be kids. No worrying about mom and dad, or upset over why they couldn’t spend the week or weekend at the opposite’s home. “  I swear this is the happiest I’ve seen them in… I don’t know. Weeks?  ” 

[sotohpecnerefer]

Adria Arjona

[vicletcrush]

When Brima had had invited her over, Leilani was expecting to have just a relaxing night where they weren't going to worry about anything but possibly just sitting around and having a couple glasses of wine where they would also talk some shit about people in town but then she had heard something going on. The two of them were perched up but then Brima made his way to the window and she couldn't help but laugh as she also turned around to see what was going on with the neighbor. "Oh my god. I feel like this is so juicy and we have to be so nosy even though it bothers me to be that person."

[succulentwhims]

He chuckled, nodding because he knew just how she felt. He had been living there for the past couple of decades, and only recently did he become aware of how often the neighbors got into it. The arguing sometimes spread well into the night, mostly the wife being heard though the husband never stood down. “  Just don’t think about it too much, because then what do I look like? Huh?  ” he said, in a joking tone while squinting his eyes through the blinds. “  Over there look!  ” Brima pointed towards the lady escaping through the side window of the house. “  I guess he stalled long enough for her to get dressed.  ” What a gentleman,  he thought before bursting into laughter.

[succulentwhims]

location: either of their homes written for: @marinastarters

He tried to not be too obvious at first, hearing the argument of the neighbors through the walls was one thing, but sneaking glances through the curtains had to be against neighborhood code of conduct or something, no? He was itching to get right up against the window with them, to catch a glance at the mess that the neighbor had going on. “  Did the mistress jump out the window?  ” he asked, eager for a response, but unwilling to sit back and wait patiently when the cries of the neighbor’s wife became more profound. “  Shit, move over. Let me see.  ”

[succulentwhims]

location: radiant fitness written for: @marinastarters

“  Listen, I never said I was a track star.  ” Lupe said as she attempted to catch her breath. Sure, the run had felt good - for the first five to ten minutes - but she felt a burn in her calves that was sure to prevent her from walking for the following week. Seeing as she spent most of her days on her feet, and more commonly than not in heels, that thought alone was enough to make her want to cry. “  Can we like, maybe take a breather? Five minutes, promise, and then we can get back to it.  ” Though even as she asked, Lupe's continued to push through the pain.

[succulentwhims]

location: rise and grind written for: @marinastarters

A wild Mena out and about could be considered a relatively rare thing to see now and again. With the schedule she kept most of her days bounced between designing and her children. A dutiful mother through and through but this weekend was different. Given that her ex husband had the kids for the weekend she figured a night out was in order. In her plans, however, was not drinking so much that she blacked out by the time she got home. " What the heck did we do? " she questioned, holding her head in her hands. She could barely remember leaving the house let alone, making it back home. 

[sou1ties]

her hand rested just below the brunette's shoulder, her thumb brushing slowly over the soft skin beneath. light and careful. belle had obviously noticed how lupe looked uneasy, uncomfortable even, at the thought of staying despite agreeing to it. the way her eyes stayed shut, as if she were trying to imagine herself somewhere else. anywhere but here with her. still, belle couldn't bring herself to pull away. even if she had a feeling her touch was only making things worse. "what's not you? liking women?" she asked quietly. because she saw the way lupe looked at her. she couldn't have imagined it all. "why is liking women such a terrible thing? because some book written a million years ago says so?" reasons belle could never understand but it wasn't fair. "you don't touch me the way you do, or kiss me the way you do, just for me." with a shaky exhale, she shook her head. the concept that everything lupe had done might have been only to please her, and not because she wanted it just as much, was a hard pill to swallow and it weighed heavy on her chest. if there was one mistake she could think of, it had been asking guadalupe to stay.

[succulentwhims]

This wasn’t a conversation that Lupe felt appropriate to have with Belle. Not when she still addressed her religion and belief with such disdain. She knew that explaining it wouldn’t make a difference. In the end, and as far as their desires went, it was the very thing that kept them apart. So instead of engaging with it, Lupe chose to remedy what little she could of their night. The sight of Belle's depleted expression was too much to bear. “  Just because I like touching you-  ” she whispered the words, turning to offer what little she could muster of a smile, and reached for both of her hands - pushing them above them, “  -and kissing you, does not mean I like women.  ” Somewhere in between her sentences, Lupe managed to mount Isabelle. She leaned down, hovering her face above the red head’s before pressing their foreheads together. It was impossible to deny the effect that Belle had on Lupe, which only made navigating her own faith that much harder. What she yearned for wasn’t acceptable as far as His word explored. Did she side with the injustice? No at all, but it hindered her work. Desacralized her purpose in the eyes of all those she taught. “  I just like you.  ”

[sou1ties]

"i know y'all don't usually accept perishable items as donations, ma'am. but i got a whole lot of milk in the box of my truck needing a home, if the church would accept it." amari lowered the tailgate to show his supply, hoping lupe could find a home for it. "also happy to deliver it to families in need, you can ride shotgun." // @succulentwhims

[succulentwhims]

Every time he addressed her in such a manner, Lupe resisted the urge to say her name out loud. Ensure he knew that it was there to be used, but fully understanding that no matter how many times she asked him to not call her ma’am, he’d continue to do so. “  Oh sure, we don’t accept any for the charities, but if it’s just for the church the elders would take it.  ” she said, glancing towards the truck, “ We can put it to use this coming Sunday for the show. Will I see you there? It’s at noon.  ”

[succulentwhims]

location: seawise bowling written for: @joseliaaaa

“  Oh yeah! Did you see that?  ” Guadalupe didn’t like to toot her own horn - usually, but when it came to bowling she was ready to toot the place down. She did a little dance as she turned away from the lane, returning to the scoreboard to take over so that Jo could walk over to take her turn. They hadn’t been focused on scores too aggressively, but after losing the last game, Lupe wanted to end the night with a little win of her own. “  For a second there, I honestly thought it was going in the hole.  ” She played the game often, mainly when she brought the teenagers from church who played without mercy. Lupe enjoyed incorporating the bible along with their games. It made the kids more invested in the answers they got to share if they had something at stake. “  Winner buys ice cream?  ”

[succulentwhims]

location: his place written for: @ofprophecies

Finding the urge to be happy when there was so much in her brain was harder than Lupe envisioned. Sure, she could laugh and enjoy a good time, but it was always limited. Her fight with Belle still sat rent free, but if the redhead could so easily grab her things and leave, Lupe could respect her wishes and distract herself. Nivaan was great company, he’d always been. And someone that Guadalupe had a ton of fun with without worrying for what ailed her.  Despite the years of friendship, it only recently became more apparent to her just how easy getting lost in his presence was. Like staring out at a deep blue sea.

Lupe hadn’t meant to go over, or even show up unannounced, but after spending most of the evening trotting through the streets of Tower Hill alone, she wanted some solid company. “  I have brought over two new puzzles for us to do. ” Lupe raised her daisy print tote bag, smiling largely at him when he opened the door, “  I hope you’re ready to lose.  ” Competitive puzzling was nothing new to her, but only recently - after losing a round to Niv - did she become incredibly obsessed. Since they lived pretty close by, she had stopped home to grab them before heading over. Only then did she pause, uncertain of her choice, “  Unless you’ve got other plans, of course. It is Friday night.  ”

[sou1ties]

she let lupe speak. airing out the same frustrations and grievances she always had after giving in to belle. it was nothing she hadn't heard before, but each time it hurt no less than the last. as lupe shifted beneath her, belle moved to lie next to her, leaving a small bit of space she knew the other would appreciate. the questions kept coming, and belle's expression faltered more with each one. "i know.. i just— please?" because it was easier to pretend. she hadn't put much thought into anything beyond that, she simply dealt with the consequences as they came. the redhead winced as her nickname slipped past lupe's lips, a telltale sign that she already regretted the past hour, or however long, they'd spent together in her bed. the instant switch was terrifying but nothing new. "is that all this is to you? is a mistake all i'll ever be?" she asked, barely above a whisper as she fiddled with the strap of lupe's dress, searching for any distraction she could find.

[succulentwhims]

All she could do was close her eyes. That wasn’t what she had meant but quite frankly, Lupe should have known it’s where her words would lead. Somehow, it’d always end up being her fault. She tried putting distance between them and Belle poked and proved until she gave in, only for it all to end right back where they were - with Lupe being the asshole. She nodded her head, agreeing to stay but unsure of just how long she could manage. “  Please, don’t put words in my mouth. You know that’s not what I meant.  ” Truth be told, she had merely been speaking her truth. Speaking her mind with the person who was meant to be her best friend shouldn’t have been so difficult and yet… It was another reason why Lupe wished they had merely stayed friends. That none of this confusion that surrounded them had taken place. “  This is just - Belle, this isn’t me.  ” she said with intent, though whether she meant to convince Belle or herself was uncertain. This can’t be me.

[succulentwhims]

location: radiant fitness written for: @rediscovre

Coming to the gym had been the only thing keeping him moving, both figuratively and quite literally as years brushed past him in record time. He’s never felt particularly old, or even close to it, despite his age. The muscles of his body toned better than most in their twenties or even thirties, and he had an immaculate bill of health to top it off. But none of it mattered to him, age was nothing but a number, yet for someone who worked as much and as hard he did to suddenly find himself sat behind a desk every waking day… well, that tore at his brain. The gym kept him moving. Kept him sane. 

“  Need me to spot you?  ” he asked, having stopped a few steps behind her after his own workout concluded. Aria, he thought he heard one of the employees call her once. Approaching hadn’t been his intention, Brima didn’t like to make conversations while he smelled like a tub of old sour cream, but after catching her gaze in the mirror he couldn’t just walk away. “  Though, I’m sure you can handle it, it does no harm to be careful.  ”