is there life on mars?

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ledavalenti​:

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“ well , you live with one half of the dork patrol , so i can understand that you’re not used to people turning up on time . kier is either always over or three hours late , and i don’t know which one’s worse . they share the same consciousness , right , him and casey , so i’m sure he’s exactly the same , “ following sugar into the kitchen leda leaned against one of the counters , hands propping her up , dark eyes trained on the meal as it bubbled and warmed upon the stove . sugar was right – it looked and smelled amazing , so she could barely wait to taste the stuff . “ yeah , i could do with a drink – it’s nice not to have to make it for somebody else , y’know ?? it gets exhausting to the point where even making a cup of coffee in the evening seems beyond me . the iced tea sounds amazing , “ as off-brand as it seemed leda would enjoy a water or cartoned juice in the evenings rather than creating a cocktail from scratch . her and chandler , by the end of their shift , could barely stand the shaking of a mixer , the sound alone provoking teeth to grind in the back of their mouths .

“Casey’s a bit forgetful and definitely a bit more on the ‘tends to be late’ side, but I wouldn’t be living with him if I didn’t adore him. I made a promise to myself that when I moved into my own apartment, my roommate would be someone I actually enjoyed being around, not just someone who paid half of the rent,” Sugar laughed lightly, giving a small shake of their head as they did. “Dork patrol seems about right to describe the both of them, but really... I think if Casey was any other way, I’d have gotten frustrated with him leaving behind messes and always losing stuff.” They were certainly the organized half of the pair, that was for sure, and when they’d first moved in together, they were certain that they’d probably end up on some 90 Minute episode about a killer roommate from it all - but thankfully, he’d grown on them, so it was no longer a concern. And at times, they even liked when he had to ask them with help finding something he’d lost. “Yeah, I can’t even begin to imagine - even just working at the costume shop, sometimes by the end of the day, I can’t be bothered with helping any of my friends with picking out outfits or anything. Luckily I’m passionate about it, but could you imagine if I wasn’t? I’d probably live in sweats just so I never had to think of an outfit again outside of my job.” Giving the shrimp a stir in the sauce it’d come in, Sugar made a hum in the back of their throat before they reached up and retrieved two glasses from the cabinet and set them down, turning towards the fridge to grab the pitcher of iced tea and pour them both a glass.

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ledavalenti​:

unfortunately , in her case anyway , leda was more than familiar with the two men that seemed to weigh down sugar’s life in every aspect . she was colleagues with chandler and they had also shared an apartment for as long as she could remember , which meant her scrawny older brother and his nineties boyband best friend frequented the home almost too often . getting out away from the grown children allowed leda relief from constant pestering and dumb , meaningless questions , and there was also the promise of a great meal – how could she possibly turn that down ?? not to mention the company of sugar , who was somebody she’d grown rather close to other the mutual passion for good food . “ oh – that’s amazing . that’s me , always pretty punctual . i didn’t want to waste another second when i could be chowing down on a family classic , “ 

“It’s nice. I’m not used to people being punctual... Probably because I’m not really punctual myself, honestly. I mean, I’m never late late, but off by a few minutes? That’s practically my brand.” Shutting the door behind the woman, Sugar made a faint hum in the back of their throat as they headed back towards the kitchen, grabbing a wooden spoon to stir the shrimp on the stove. Their plastic spoons for cooking had lasted a grand total of one week before their grandmother had popped over to inspect their living conditions and practically threw a fit - a few hours later, an entire package of wooden cooking utensils had been deposited on the kitchen counter, with their grandmother saying something about how if they ever used plastic utensils to prepare her recipes, they’d be disowned. Sugar hadn’t totally believed her, but they weren’t going to argue with getting more expensive replacements for free. Who in their right mind would, after all? “D’you want a drink? There’s beer in the fridge... and soda. And iced tea with enough lemon added to practically make it half and half, iced tea and lemonade. I usually keep a lot of drinks around, because I hate drinking water.”

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caseyproctor​:

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Casey was far from perfect; on any given day he would forget what he was doing at least twenty times, distracted by something that caught his eye when he was in the middle of something else. He had self-proclaimed crow brain, which was just an entertaining way of saying his ADHD made the simplest things a bit harder. Most of the time he was up and roaming around, bouncing from one task to the other. If it was out of sight it was out of mind, and as much as he hated it, his appreciation for Sugar only grew tenfold when they kept him in line. His green eyes fell on them, following them about the room as they grabbed his keys from their hiding spot in his shoes, a guilty expression on his face. “You know I have a routine,” he muttered softly, his thick brows knitting together as he took the shiny metal from them and stuffed it into his back pocket. “Something must’ve come over me that day, I guess. I wasn’t even planning on wearing those shoes today, so this is just another instance of you saving my ass.” That flirty little smile spread on his lips then, body leaning against the wall as he observed them. “What would I do without you?”

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” Sugar hummed, their nose scrunching up just a touch as a grin spread across their face. Truly, when they’d first moved in together, they’d fully believed that Casey’s penchant for misplacing things would drive them up the wall - but it hadn’t taken them very long at all to find their groove and settle into a routine, and in a lot of ways Sugar even found it endearing now, habitually making mental notes of wherever he left things just in case he came asking them where he’d left them later. “I would say we should get a key hanger and put it on the back of the door, but I don’t think you’d remember to hang them up when you came in.” When that all-too familiar smile spread across his face, a tiny laugh escaped Sugar’s lips, and they stepped forward, tapping the center of his chest lightly with their index finger. “Probably be forced to just leave the apartment without locking the door and most likely get your stuff stolen. But that’s why you have me, so you don’t have to do that, because I remember where you put your keys when you lose them. And the remote. And your phone, that one time.”

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4,5,6

4 . do they have a favorite movie?

“Rocky Horror Picture Show. The original. I’ve probably seen it like three hundred times.”

5 .  three things in their fridge?

“Guacamole with way too much red onion, garlic, and salt, just the way I like it. Bacon. And the leftovers of my butter chicken from the Indian takeout place I like getting food from every once in a while... Unless Casey ate it, but I don’t think he did.”

6 . most three recently watched on netflix?

“Tiny Pretty Things. I mean, I know the TV show dramatized the entire thing because it’s... ya know, fake, but I definitely think that I could have been a ballet dancer in another life. It looks badass.”

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1, 14, 32

1 . go to karaoke song?

“I don’t do karaoke, but I do a lot of singing, and Eddie’s Teddy is always my go-to when I’m rocking out in my underwear in the living room. But then again, anything from Rocky Horror is a good tune to belt out at any given time.”

14 . greatest fear(s)?

“The idea of being alone forever. I don’t know. I’m content as a... solitary being, but the idea of no romance forever? I don’t think I could handle that. But to get what I want, I have to admit it, and I’m... not about to do that just yet.”

32 . if they could have any superpower what would it be?

“Shapeshifting. Just... shapeshifting. Being able to look however I want, whenever I want? Sounds badass.”

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closed : @ledavalenti​

Casey was at Kier’s for the night, which at first had made Sugar feel almost lonely in their apartment - so used to his presence, it seemed that they noticed when he wasn’t there more than they’d like to admit - but then they’d remembered that Leda was coming over for dinner, and almost immediately, it had them perking up, moving around the kitchen preparing the dinner they’d promised the woman when they’d first planned the meal. The meal was halfway through cooking when a knock sounded at the door, and it made them turn, perking up a touch as they walked over, opening the door to invite them in. “Hey- your timing is impeccable, you know. Only a little bit left before dinner is done, and then I can make you that hot chocolate for dessert.”

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wrenwhitewater​:

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Giving a tentative glance around, Wren made short work of undoing her pants and slipping out of them, disgruntled mutters in Spanish as she peeled the tight denim off of her slim legs. “I’m gonna go home later and my freaking boyfriend is going to look at me like I’m the devil spawn,” she joked, trying to make light of the situation as she stood without pants in public. She appreciated them turning their head away, feeling less like a spectacle, which was a rarity for Wren Whitewater. Her reputation around town wasn’t something she was proud of, but it certainly was something. “Honestly? I feel like you’re a rarity in the best possible way. Most people would take one look at me and keep walking, but I assuming that’s because I grew up with most everyone around here and I’m a weird kid.” With another soft chuckle, Wren tugged the other covering on, making sure it covered her butt before releasing a prolonged breath. “Much, much better. I owe you food or something.”

“I’ve done that to my roommate before when he does something ridiculous - so as a giver of those looks, I can assure you that your boyfriend only gives you that look from a place of love,” Sugar laughed lightly, giving a small shake of their head as they spoke, their head cocking to the side just a touch. “Listen, I get it. In high school, I was the weird loner who tended to get a bit argumentative if someone crossed me. People expected me to shut up and put up with things, but I didn’t, and a lot of people shied away from me because of it. But maybe that’s why I understand the concept of being kind when people look like they need it. Because I know what it feels like when people are either being not nice, or when you need someone to be nice and they’re too wrapped up in their own worlds to bother.” Head turning back when the woman was covered up, Sugar gave their best smile. “You really don’t have to - but, let’s be honest, I’m not planning on saying no if you insist. I’m nice, but not nice enough to say no when people insist on returning favors.”

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dontlauriebehappy​:

“With the way clothes sizing is these days, that’s really the only safe bet. Especially if you’re shopping in the women’s section.  I swear sometimes I can buy a shirt from the ‘women’s’ section of one store where a size medium is nearly swallowing me and then the next store over a 2xl will barely button. Sometimes I blame it on the fact that those clothes weren’t technically made to fit my shape, but even then it’s just bogus. I can sew some things, but I wouldn’t call myself a seamstress by any means.” he shrugged, his hands sliding casually into the pockets of his trousers “I think those brita filters changed the game when they came out. Before that we were all just drinking water willy-nilly. Lord knows what was in that. Although, I guess we survived, so maybe it wasn’t all that bad.”

“Yeah- I mean, I’m lucky, my grandmother is a kickass seamstress, so if I do manage to buy something too big, she can usually take it in for me however I need it, you know?” Their head cocked to the side just a touch as a faint hum fell from their lips, a grin playing at the corners of their lips. “And she never complains when I ask her to adjust things that I wear. Sometimes she gets a bit judgy, but it’s that very... Old fashioned grandma way, not her being a bad person or anything, which I’m grateful for.” Pushing their hair behind their ear, Sugar made a faint sound of agreement, a small crease forming between their eyebrows. “Yeah, definitely. Granted, Brita filters gave humanity too much power. I mean, how many videos have you seen online of people peeing into them and drinking it on a dare? Because I’ve seen way too many.”

[everybodydiesgraph]

Barbie Ferreira (1996)

Ethnicity: brazilian

[sugarhcrrcr]

rockyhorrorbaby: kiss kiss fall in love, bitch

[euphoriakat]

happy birthday queen

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wrenwhitewater​:

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As they disappeared, Wren looked back down at the state of her pants, the metal interwoven with denim that was already too thin to risk. She made a mental note that it may be time to go shopping and update her wardrobe, most pieces from her high school years and on their last legs. Hands working to free some of those torn threads, the brunette looked back up at the sound of the other’s voice, a warm smile spreading on her lips, mostly from relief and gratitude. “You’re making me feel like I only have one braincell, and I mean that in the best way possible. I was over here about to just strip my pants off and risk someone else seeing me like this. And trust me when I say that, while my underwear today is really cute, I don’t want the entire town of Roswell knowing that I have ‘Satan’s Bitch’ stamped across my ass.” It was mostly a joke, but as Wren kicked her boots off and undid her pants, she gave Sugar an almost defeated look. “Thank you again, for helping me. I know I must look like the world’s biggest idiot, especially since this isn’t the first time this has happened to me.”

“Honestly, don’t even worry about it. I’m really just glad that I could help,” Sugar laughed lightly, giving a small shake of their head as they held up the sweatshirt, spreading it out. “Here, I’ll even make a little curtain for you to block you from any passersby.” Their head turned to the side respectfully, a faint hum sounding from the back of their throat as they did. “All I know is that if I was in the same situation, I’d want someone like me to come to my rescue, you know? So, I make an effort to be that person for other people, when they need it. Call it my good deed for the day, or whatever. I’d say it’s the Catholic in me, but I’m not Catholic - don’t tell my grandma, I think she’d have a heart attack if she found out that I don’t go to church.” Granted, their grandma would have a heart attack about a lot of the things they did, but the sentiment still stood, as far as they were concerned. 

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👫 (leda!)

Sugar frequently uses Leda as a guinea pig for their cooking. There are, of course, the recipes that they know how to cook, and like making for her just to be able to make them, but there are a large group of recipes that are in the “I got them from my grandmother, but she’s never actually let me cook it with her so I don’t know if I can make it successfully” category.

Though Sugar isn’t against smoking overall, they generally don’t like being around Leda while she’s smoking, mostly because they’re sensitive to most smells, and while cigarette smoke isn’t completely off-putting to them, it’s not something they particularly enjoy. So whenever Leda smokes, Sugar is usually a respectful but still conversational distance away, and usually tries to avoid standing downwind.

Sugar has probably made multiple jokes about aliens around Leda, but doesn’t actually suspect anything. Since they stand firmly in the realm of ‘I’m going to assume everyone is an alien, even if no one is’, they probably wouldn’t even know what to think if Leda admitted to them what they were, but they would also be ride or die and super supportive. But those are entirely what-ifs, obviously.

and my brain is Dead so i can’t think of a fourth rip me @ledavalenti

[foxbronson]

Misplacing everything was his thing, and the more it happened, the less likely he was to find the motivation to look for it himself. But, to keep up appearances, Casey was pacing around the apartment, his long brunette strands blowing in the wind, creating knots in his hair that would only come out on hair washing day. With a frustrated grumble, Casey’s sock-covered feet finally came to a stop in the living room, his features tugging into a childish scowl, signaling that he was ready to give up on his search. Truth be told, he’d momentarily forgotten what he was looking for, his normal schedule of taking his medication thrown off by the fact that his alarm had neglected to go off. He would be late for work soon if he couldn’t find…his car keys. As if a lightbulb went off above his head, Casey rushed forward, sliding to a stop in front of Sugar’s door and giving it a few quick knocks, ready to utilize his memory and enlist their help. “I need you!” he practically whined, pressing his face up against their door. “I’m a dumbass and I need your hound dog skills.”

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A faint little laugh fell from Sugar’s lips when they finally heard the knocks on their door, head shaking just a touch. They’d heard Casey wandering around their apartment, but had decided to give the male the benefit of the doubt - they liked to at least let him try to find things on his own before stepping in, in some sort of misplaced hope that he might finally actually be able to do it on his own. Tugging the door open, they gave a few affectionate pats to the top of his curly brown mop of hair before nudging him to the side so they could walk by. “C’mon, Case, did you even think of putting on your shoes first?” They hummed, walking over and leaning down to slide their hand into one of his shoes, pulling out a set of keys soon after. “I believe you said, and I quote, ‘I’m putting them here so the next time I leave I can’t possibly not find them.’ And what did you do? Start looking for them before you put your shoes on.”

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pallisesexit​:

Pallis nodded along, finally tugging the wig off her head.  “At least you like it - I think that’s the most important thing at the end of the day.”  She motioned towards the payment counter.  “I’m gonna get this, I think.  And then I have to go meet someone; but I really appreciate you coming with me.  I like asking my friends if I look good, not the sales rep.  They’d rather make a sale than be honest,”

“Honestly, don’t even worry about it. I’m just glad that we managed to find something you like, and that you feel good in. That’s what matters, right?” Head cocking to the side just a touch. Sugar gave their best grin, before brushing off the rest easily. “You go have fun. I’ve got a few little things to do before I go to family dinner night at my parent’s tomorrow. I’ll see you later, yeah? We should do this again sometime.”

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wrenwhitewater​:

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A deep sigh left the back of her throat as she looked back down at her pants. It wasn’t like they didn’t have holes in them already, but this particular spot was a bit worse, and due to the state of her dwindling wardrobe (that desperately needed updating to begin with), she wasn’t ready to lose another pair of pants. “It’s not like I haven’t been butt-ass naked in front of strangers before, but I feel like, this could get me into more trouble.” The words came out in a playful tone, lips blowing some hair out of her face before she looked to her companion. “If you don’t mind me borrowing it…? I promise to wash it and get it back to you as soon as I can.”

“Honestly, don’t even worry about it- I’m just glad I can help,” Sugar laughed lightly, giving a brief shake of their head before they stepped back. “I’ll go grab it, hold on.” They jogged off, delving into the backseat of their car to find the sweatshirt, large and deliciously oversized, as they liked to say, before they were turning and holding it up. “I can totally use this to shield you from wandering eyes while you... figure that out. We might even be able to figure out how to get your pants free, when your body isn’t in them. That usually helps me when I get caught somewhere.” An easy grin spread over their face, because if there was one thing Sugar understood more than anything else, it was being there when there was a person in need. They might have been a terrible pessimist, but they still believed in being a good person, no matter what.

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16, 17, 18

Post a picture from the beginning of the year

Post a picture from the end of the year

A memorable meal this year?

“I don’t know about memorable - when it comes to meals, I don’t really have any that I find particularly memorable, I guess? I’ve always been sort of odd that way. I don’t really make a lot of memories when it’s something simple like meals. I need something big, exciting, not just... food.”