RIGHT WHERE YOU LEFT ME.

[astoldbyteller]

THIS OR THAT?

Hi, Fighting Cherries! It’s been a hot second, and I know you’re all being busy little bees at Homecoming tonight… but I figured we could play a little game to catch up! Welcome to THIS or THAT!  

Be sure to reblog this bulletin post if you feel like participating, and check out the cut if you need an example of how to play! Have fun - and as always, make sure you send out twice as many as you receive!

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[sxbrinalogan]

caseyfm​:

𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗡 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗥!​​ 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧: i haven’t written a damn thing in about a week and a half so do i know what this is? no. am i also on day 2 of a hangover so feel like this may be rough? yes. is it written with love regardless? yes. yes it is.  𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘: the pit stand 

There’s been a scowl on his face ever since he received class schedule. Meditation… really? What would that do? Help him breathe through his problems? Come to some kind of acceptance that life may indeed be shit but at least he’s got tranquility and positive thoughts to get him through? There’s no amount of breathing that would help with the existential dread he’s been feeling over the past few weeks. But he’s not about to go kick up a fuss about it. That’d just be embarrassing. So, instead, he’s leaning into the old tried and tested - looking like he’d rather be anywhere else than standing behind The Pit’s stand while stealing occasional glances at the piece of paper that’s sat on the edge of the table just waiting for liquid to be poured on it. Wouldn’t that be wonderful. 

“Sorry, i was busy counting down to one and thinking of fluffy kittens and rainbows,” he deadpans as he finally breaks from his reverie for long enough to realise that shockingly(!) some people want to be served at a bar. “Can I get you the non-alcoholic beverage of your dreams? And by that I mean we have a very limited menu so choose wisely.” 

🦋

Sabrina had felt a weird sense of deja vu all day, like she’d already been through senior orientation. That was impossible considering she was here now, considering there was no diploma on her wall or cap and gown hanging in her closet. Thank god for Lou Logan and his tuition checks, otherwise she’s not sure she would have remembered to attend. She wasn’t sure she wanted to, even now, but what was the point of quitting with a year left? Even if she wasn’t so sure she’d ever touch her degree when she was finished, the thought of a million eyes on her (even through a TV screen) now enough to make her skin crawl. 

Casey Russell, however, was a new fixture to the campus. That much she was sure of. She’d always had a soft spot for him, even before he’d thrown himself between her and a knife. She feels the same for him as she does for Harvey, no matter how big they got, no matter how much they’d rather be protecting her than letting her protect them, they’d always be like little brothers in her eyes. She still had to resist the urge to ruffle their hair, though it was much easier now that the two of them had at least good foot on her. 

“So the rumors are true. Casey Russell is officially a college student, huh?” she beams, pointing towards the first drink she sees on the menu, “Does this mean I can start paying you to do my homework again?” 

[sxbrinalogan]

beachboy-west​:

who: @sxbrinalogan​ what: Who let West Virginia teach a class where: Germaine Otto’s office

Someone really thought it was a good idea for West Virginia of all people to teach a class. Sure it was Auto Shop and he firmly believed he was one of the best in town to be teaching it but the thought of it still had him a little nervous. Still he knew the extra money would be nice and it’d mean getting home a little earlier some days to spend more time with Sabrina. Something he’d been trying to do a lot more of since the whole almost stabbing incident. It’d been hard, living with the uncertainty on whether or not at any moment she might decide she was too much for him and try and take off. So he’d also re-invested himself in trying to do everything in his power to show her that his love for her wasn’t fragile. Which also included his plan for saving up for a little something special that he was certain he’d be able to afford after receiving his first paycheck from CCU. It was something he’d been doing a little more research on in Germaine’s office when he heard a knock on the door and instantly clicked out of. “Brina? I wasn’t expecting you yet baby. You get tired of all the orientation stuff already?” 

🦋

Sabrina hadn’t ever recovered from everything that had happened, not really. Even when she felt like she was doing better, even when the now-constant fear in her stomach settled there was always something just underneath the surface, ready to emerge at the smallest tear in the net. Things had been harder lately, with summer ending, with the return to CCU underway. She ignored the weird feeling that she wasn’t supposed to be there, that her time at the school was supposed to be over. Everything felt weird to her these days, and the campus felt especially weird without Ethan Powers at her side. It didn’t help that she didn’t feel like she was allowed to feel that way, that she was allowed to miss him after what he’d done. It hadn’t just been her he’d hurt, it had been Casey and poor fucking Blaire. Sabrina had never liked her, but it didn’t mean she wanted her dead. It didn’t mean she wanted to imagine the boy who’d held her hair back when she had too much to drink taking a knife and- don’t think about it. 

There’s one new thing on campus she could get used to, and that was the addition of West Virginia. Pride swelled in her chest whenever she thought about his new gig. Plus, the whole professor thing was totally working for him- even if he didn’t technically possess the title. “I was just coming to see if you’d consider giving me some extra credit,” she teases as she leans agains the doorway, smiling at the sight of him in an office, “What are you up to in here, Prof?” 

[sxbrinalogan]

jamiecromwell​:

@sxbrinalogan

It was a dark night in Cherry Township, and the stars above were twinkling in a way that made Jamie Cromwell feel sort of glad that he lived there for once. It was always a fleeting feeling, appreciating the hometown he was practically bound to by name and obligation… But when shit felt this normal, how could he help himself? His mouth was filled with the sweet, earthy smoke puffing from his joint, and his lungs burned in the best way throughout the inhale. The silence between him and Sabrina Logan - what a strange confidant to have perched beside him - was nice. Why couldn’t things always be like this, right? 

“Yo, your sister get back from that trip yet?” Jamie wasn’t sure he should bring it up; Logan politics always seemed to be both safe and unsafe territory - Schrodinger’s Hot Topics… but things were calm for right now. When else should he ask? “Like… You talked yet?” 

🦋

If you told Sabrina a year ago that she’d be sitting here with Jamie Cromwell, she wouldn’t have believed you. Mostly, because a year ago she wouldn’t have remember who the hell he was, let alone believed that her former closest friend was... well, she still didn’t want to think about it. She’d been hesitant to let Jamie in at first, but there was only so much you could hide from a person who’d watched you talk yourself out of a hallucination surrounded by cans of Spaghetti-O’s. Besides, he was non-threatening when you looked past his external appearance and she was pretty sure she could take him down if she really needed to. Precautions like that were important to her now, after... the thing she was still not thinking about. 

“Your guess is as good as mine,” she says with a shrug, “She’s still totally freezing me out. I mean, fuck, it’s like she’s the one who should be mad or something.” She lifts her back up off the ground enough to reach for the joint and the next time she speaks it’s around the smoke, “It’s whatever, if she doesn’t want to talk to me than she doesn’t have to talk to me. Maybe it’ll be good for her to be out on her own or... whatever.” 

[sxbrinalogan]

harveyiii​:

『 … ♘ … 』

“Is this one of those do as I say, and not as I do situations?” If there was one person in Harvey’s life that he thought was best at those, it was probably Sabrina Logan. His dad was always barking orders at him, but he’d never seen the guy stray from the careful set of values he had constructed over the years -sort of. But even despite the infractions, Harvard Hargrove II had nothing on the likes of Sabrina. She was always the one telling him to watch how many drinks he had while going overboard at the same party; the person in his life that was always striving to protect him without protecting herself first. For someone like Harvey - a person who had vowed to keep the Logan girls safe at all costs - it drove him completely fucking insane. How was he supposed to watch over her when she refused to do anything but try and act as his own keeper?

Still, after weeks of avoidance - wondering, and waiting, and hating himself for it - he was finally face to face with Sabrina Logan once again. He just wished he didn’t feel so fucking choked up over it. Was he supposed to apologize? Would they ever talk about what happened? Would the complicated feelings in Harvey’s chest over his father ever quell for long enough not to get into fights with his oldest friends over the man who barely cared? Harvey didn’t know. But they were here now, weren’t they?

 "Or are you just trying to keep me off the machine? Be honest.“

🦋

Sabrina had never been one to follow her own advice, she’d never cared about herself enough to. At least, not in the way she cared about those closest to her. It was always about everyone else first. Did Libby’s hair need to be done? Had her father eaten dinner? Did Savannah need help with her homework? Had Glenda made it to bed, or was she nodding off on the couch with a glass of wine in her hand again? Did Harvey have a safe ride home, or would she need to prepare the guest room? The little energy she had left was used to care for herself, and she found herself waking up more and more exhausted with each passing day. Not that she’d ever let it show. 

“Little bit of both,” she shrugs, but steps aside to let him use the machine anyway, “Show me what you got, kid.” 

[sxbrinalogan]

libbylogan​:

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Libby’s feet had been propped up against the dashboard; arms secured over her chest like she was trying to shield herself, or something. Maybe she was. Maybe that’s why she had hardly left the confines of Harvey’s car, and why she had been grateful for the fact that only those who had bothered to go looking for Harvey - a short list, all things considered - had really even run into her that night. So, Sabrina slipping into the seat beside her? It made Libby feel like she might tip into freefall. It made her, once again, curse Harvey’s name under her breath like he was the freakin’ devil. Why, oh why, hadn’t she tried hitting him or something? She could have fought harder.

“I don’t want to talk right now, Sabrina.” Libby didn’t want to cry. Libby didn’t want to be trapped on the South Side with no escape. 

“And especially not here, so…” She shrugged her shoulders. “Maybe you can yell at me on the beach again sometime, or something. We can make a whole day of it. You, me, Savannah, and all the reasons you both hate me now.” 

🦋 

Sabrina hated how bad things had become between the three of them, how bad she’d let them get. She was supposed to be the one who held them all together, who led by example, and all she’d done was push and push and push. Her need for isolation outweighed the one she had to protect her sisters, and while that was still partially true, she couldn’t let any more space get between them. 

“We both know I don’t hate you,” she sighs, “Don’t even act like you could think for a second that I would ever stop loving you or Savannah. I’m just- really fucking frustrated, okay?” It was hard for her to keep her temper in check, even now when she’d been the one to seek out the conversation. “Did you know that Savannah was with Odessa this whole time?” 

[sxbrinalogan]

closed starter for @libbylogan​

Sabrina was tired of everything these days, but particularly she was tired of fighting with her sisters. Maybe the two of them were happy to be away from everything and anything that had the Logan name on it, but Sabrina wasn’t. Sure, she didn’t miss the restrictions that came with living inside of the house or the unbearable pressure that had been placed on her shoulders, but she missed her family. They’d always been her top priority, even Glenda, and she’d given everything to try and hold the five of them together. She’d failed. She was reminded of it every time she looked in the mirror, the traces of her sisters and mother that she saw in her own reflection, the expressions she made that had always warranted someone to exclaim “you look just like your dad when you make that face!”. 

She missed each and every one of them in a different way, she missed recognizing their footsteps on the stairs, long conversations with Lou, hell- she even missed Glenda’s terrible cooking sometimes. All of those things, no matter how horrible they’d sometimes been, had made her, her. And now she had no fucking clue who she was. 

So for the second time tonight she’s willing to raise the white flag first, slipping into the driver’s seat of Harvey’s car and peaking over at her sister. “I’m seriously tired of this whole, us not talking bullshit, so we need to figure it out. Here and now.” 

[sxbrinalogan]

beachboy-west​:

who: @sxbrinalogan​ what: a totally normal bowling date Where: bowling alley 

West knew better than to sit and say that everything going on in his home was totally normal. He could tell that Sabrina was still facing demons that he’d likely never be able to understand. It also wasn’t lost on him that he was still keeping secrets of his own. And yet still whenever possible, he loved the idea of trying to take her out for somewhat of a normal date night. Something close to what they would have done when they were young. And while sure Rebel Without a Cause may not have been the movie he would have picked, it didn’t mean there weren’t other things for them to do there that couldn’t be just as fun! Who didn’t love a little bit of bowling? “Alright babes. Now I know what you’re thinking. He’s good at surfing. He’s good at fixing cars. He can’t possible be good at bowling too. But fact of the matter is, I’m about to whoop your butt. Now this is your last chance, to ask me to go easy on you.” 

🦋

Bowling, somehow, had made it’s way onto Glenda Logan’s approved list of weekend activities. On the occasions that she needed all three of the girls out of her hair she’d drop them off at the lanes on the Proper side, a crisp twenty dollars placed into Sabrina’s hand, and another twenty that Lou slipped into her purse so she could buy snacks for all of them, behind Glenda’s back of course. Those were the days that Sabrina was intent on being the best at whatever she did, and most of the time she’d set her sisters up on one lane and take the neighboring one to herself, throwing the ball over and over and over again until she was knocking all the pins down in one swoop. 

“I love the confidence, but I think it’s you who should be asking me to go easy on you,” she teases over her shoulder before she releases the ball, watching as it took every last pin down with it before disappearing, “Did I forget to mention I love bowling?” 

[sxbrinalogan]

harveyiii​:

𝐖𝐇𝐎: harvey hargrove the third & open

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓:​​ harvey doesn’t know why he’s here so he’s drinking beer and trying to pretend like it’s not weird 

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: the arcade @ the drive in!

Harvey doesn’t know why the fuck he’s here, so he’s been drinking beer and trying to pretend it’s not weird. Nobody said it was working - it’s not - but the saving grace of having the Southsiders play nice for the night? At least it means that every dirty look he’s been at the receiving end of will probably result in no more than a sneer, instead of thrown fists… At least it means that his Dad will probably nod, and say ‘Good job,’ when he got home from the gathering he was forced into on the Southside instead of continuing the fickle game of sighing and cold shouldering his only son.  That’s how it had been since they had all found Lux’s car. Silence, unless he was being lectured; tension, unless Harvard had enough energy to sigh and point at whatever he needed from Harvey. It was understandable. He knew that his son was hiding something, and Harvey knew he knew… at least he thought it was probably something to do with the broken window on the ‘77 Beetle instead of the gun that was hidden beneath Harvey’s - 

The panic probably would have crashed over him if the sound of the movie starting to his left hadn’t done it first. His eyes flickered toward his car that was parked in a row - the Camaro tonight, with Libby Logan as it’s unmovable front-seat accessory - but he knew he’d just get antsy if he went to try and watch the movie with her. There was too much to look out… Too much to think about. Too many Southsiders to silently piss off with nothing more than the presence of him and his family’s history. 

So, instead, Harvey ventured his way into the arcade. He felt like a little kid again as he swept his eyes over game cabinets, and felt the sparkle of their sounds in his ears. When was the last time he had even carried a quarter? He didn’t know, but after shoving a $20 into the change machine, he wasn’t sure his pockets ever felt so full. 

“I got next game –” Harvey kept his words simple as he slipped one of his coins on top of the machine - his eyes focused on the other’s game… Just as they totally ate it, and ‘GAME OVER!’ danced across the screen. 

“Damn, dude. I was kind of expecting you to last longer than that,”  What was he supposed to do but laugh? “Maybe you should just take my quarter. Practice a little before a Hargrove totally kicks your ass at Pac Man.” 

🦋

Sabrina had seen Harvey and Libby pull into the drive-in from the passenger seat of West’s car. And she’d purposely thrown both of them the cold shoulder, pretended that she didn’t see them as she made her way to the snack stand for a bright red slushie and then into the arcade for a rousing game of anything that was banned in the house of Glenda Logan. She hadn’t been exposed to video games all that much growing up, nothing past watching over Westof and Baby’s shoulders whenever she was in the Virginia trailer. They’d asked her to beat a round for them one time when West had stepped out and he’d come back to their tiny voices complaining that Sabrina had left them in a worse spot than they’d started in. 

So it was safe to say that she wasn’t all that good at video games, though she tries to hide her frustration as she spins around and catches Harvey’s eye for the first time since before they’d argued in the AOL chat. The pride that usually kept Sabrina from making amends first was nowhere to be found as she accepted to quarter, offering up the hint of a smile. Nothing compared to the wide grin he was usually met with, but a start. 

“Video games rot your brain, you know.”

[sxbrinalogan]

Moon Song - Phoebe Bridgers “so i will wait for the next time you want me, like a dog with a bird at your door...if i could give you the moon, i would give you the moon. you are sick and you’re married and you might be dying, but you’re holding me like water in your hands. when you saw the dead little bird you started crying, but you know the killer doesn’t understand.” 

I will simply always jump on the chance to talk about this song so HERE I AM. This song is about giving all of yourself to someone who doesn’t give you half as much back. Sabrina would have done ANYTHING for Bertram and he literally got her stabbed. She felt like he was holding her so carefully, but really she was slipping through the cracks all along. 

Dear John - Taylor Swift “you’ll add my name to your long list of traitors who ‘don’t understand’ and i’ll look back and regret how i ignored when they said ‘run as fast as you can’...you are an expert at sorry and keeping lines blurry. never impressed by me acing your tests. all the girls that you’ve run dry, have tired lifeless eyes ‘cause you burned them out... don’t you think i was too young to be messed with?” 

Alright this song destroys me on a good day, but here we are anyway. All I can think about is some secretary or something that saw Bertram do the same thing he did to Sabrina a thousand times and warned her and she blew it off because she was too heart eyes for him. Bertram jerked her around constantly, but she was always blaming herself for it. Now that she can see the full picture, she understands that he was the one at fault the whole time. 

All Too Well (10 Minute Version) - Taylor Swift “they say all’s well that ends well, but i’m in a new hell every time you double cross my mind. you said if we had been closer in age maybe it would have been fine and that made me want to die. the idea you had of me, who was she? a never-needy, ever-lovely jewel who’s shine reflects on you... just between us did the love affair maim you too? ‘cause in this city’s barren cold, i still remember the first fall of snow and how it glistened as it fell. i remember it all too well.” 

Y’all are gonna hate me for this... but I think there’s a tiny part of Sabrina that will always love Bertram (sorry West) even after all the hell he put her through. She can’t help but remember when things seemed so good between them, and she’s desperate to know if any of it was even real. Did their breakup hurt him as much as it hurt her, or was she as disposable to him as she felt? 

Villain - Maisie Peters “now i’m drunk and i’m mean outside your house and you said this is getting ridiculous now, please i don’t need reminding...blacked out, babe and i can’t shut up. whole town’s gonna here how you messed me up. you don’t wanna know? well that’s too bad. yeah, i’m out my mind and i said some shit, but i miss you more than i meant any of it. and isn’t that just sad?”

The self-para that never was. Bertram never actually broke things off with Sabrina, he just changed the locks on their shared apartment in Grape. She showed up at his house drunk off her ass, pounding on his door and screaming for him to face her. His husband called her father to come pick her up (because he’s NICE IN MY HEAD and him and Sabrina get BRUNCH every other Thursday now). Back then she would have taken him back in a second, and she feels not so great about that!

[sxbrinalogan]

Strawberries & Cigarettes - Troye Sivan “long nights, daydreams, sugar and smoke rings. i’ve been a fool, but strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you. headlights, on me. racing to 60. i’ve been a fool, but strawberries and cigarettes always taste like blue eyes, black jeans, lighters, and candy. i’ve been a fool, but strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you.”

This song reminds me so much of teenage West and Sabrina. I always see a little montage of them getting up to trouble in my mind when I think about it and this song captures that perfectly. No matter how far away they get from their teenage years, little things will always bring them back to those moments. 

Thinking of You - Katy Perry “comparisons are easily done once you’ve had a taste of perfection... i guess second best is all i will know...he kissed my lips, i taste your mouth. he pulled me in, i was disgusted with myself. ‘cause when i’m with him i am thinking of you. what you would do if you were the one who was spending the night. oh, i wish that i was looking into your eyes.” 

After West, Sabrina swore off love, but she definitely did a lot of dating around. The entire time she could only really think about how they were in comparison to West. No one ever lived up to him and that’s because no one else could possibly be the love of her life. Even when she was with Bertram, West was always at the back of her mind. There was always a part of her that wanted to run right back to him. 

This Love (Taylor’s Version) - Taylor Swift “in silent screams, in wildest dreams i never dreamed of this... in sinking ships, in losing grips, you showed up just in time... your kiss, my cheek, i watched you leave. your smile, my ghost, i fell to my knees. when you’re young you just run but you come back to what you need. this love is good, this love is bad, this love is alive back from the dead. these hands had to let it go free. this love came back to me.”

Okay, this one chokes me up I cannot tell a lie. Sabrina never wanted to end things with West, but she was forced to by her mother. He promised her that they’d find their way back to each other one day, but I don’t think she ever really believed it from her spot under her mother’s thumb. West came back into her life at exactly the right moment, right as she started to lose sight of who she is. Now that their love has come back to her, she’ll do whatever she has to, to protect it. 

Miss Americana & The Heartbreak Prince - Taylor Swift “its you and me, that’s my whole world. they whisper in the hallway she’s a bad, bad girl. the whole school is rolling fake dice, you play stupid games you win stupid prizes. its you and me, there’s nothing like this, miss americana and the heartbreak prince. we’re so sad we paint the town blue, voted most likely to run away with you.” 

I love the imagery of Sabrina the prom queen, pageant girl gone bad and West as this heartbreaker guy. Everything is falling apart around them, but the two of them are pretty much all that matters to her. 

Little Did I Know - Julia Michaels “the summer before you, you can’t spell ‘drama’ without consonants. and i admit, i usually was the cause of it. now here we are, you got me changing all of it. slow me down, i want you too. it’s different when it comes to you. but little did i know you would be the one i confide in, learn how to try with. little did i know it was you before i ever decided... just look at you can you blame me?” 

Let’s throw it all the way back to teenage West and Sabrina for this one. West Virginia and Sabrina Logan were probably the last two people on Earth anyone thought would fall in love. Glenda Logan’s seemingly uptight daughter and the boy from the wrong side of the tracks? Sabrina agreed to go on a date with him to piss her mother off, but it only took five minutes for her to realize there was an intense spark between them. Both then and now, West makes her want to be the best version of herself. It’s the version he deserves to be with. 

@beachboy-west

[sxbrinalogan]

The Glenda Section:

Requiem - Dear Evan Hansen “you were the flood that swallowed us whole, refusing a love we endlessly gave you. you were a fire out of control, the blaze that couldn’t be tamed... don’t tell me that i didn’t have it right, don’t tell me that it wasn’t black and white. after all you put me through, don’t say it wasn’t true, that you were not the monster that i knew.” 

Okay so I’ve officially exposed myself as a theater kid, ANYWAY. When it comes down to it, Glenda is at the center of the Logan family’s issues. Not that I think they didn’t already know that, but I think now that the three of them are out of it they’ll be able to identify just how fucked up of a situation they were in. I’m SURE they’ve heard someone say shit like “she’s the only mother you’ll have!!” etc. etc., but they’re not wrong to think Glenda was a total monster to all of them because she WAS. None of them are going to sing a requiem for the relationship they’ve lost, because there’s nothing to grieve. 

Because of You - Kelly Clarkson “i lose my way and its not too long before you point it out. i cannot cry because i know that’s weakness in your eyes. i’m forced to fake a smile, a laugh every day of my life. my heart can’t possibly break when it wasn’t even whole to start with... you never thought of anyone else, you just saw your pain. and now i cry in the middle of the night for the same damn thing.” 

A continuation of the GLENDA SUCKS conversation. 

*End Glenda Section*

Slipping Through My Fingers - ABBA “slipping through my fingers all the time, i try to capture every minute the feeling in it. slipping through my fingers all the time, do i really see what’s in her mind? each time i think i’m close to knowing she keeps on growing... what happened to the wonderful adventures? the places i had planned for us to go?” 

Okay, onto Sabrina’s relationship with the twins. She’s always taken a more motherly role with them and she feels like she blinked and they’ve both slipped right through her fingers. Not only does she not feel needed anymore, but she sort of feels like she has no place in their lives because they don’t need her. And while the two of them standing on their own feet is what she’s always wanted for them, she doesn’t really know who she is without taking care of them. 

Nothing New - Taylor Swift (feat. Phoebe Bridgers) “i know someday i’m gonna meet her, it’s a fever dream. the kind of radiance you only have at 17 20. she’ll know the way and then she’ll say she got the map from me. i’ll say i’m happy for her, then i’ll cry myself to sleep...i wonder if they’ll miss me once they drive me out.” 

Sabrina has sort of always felt like an outsider when it came to the twins, like they had a secret club she wasn’t allowed into. Part of it had to do with Glenda favoring her and the other part was the whole twin thing. She’s always had this fear that once she gave them everything they needed, they’d leave her behind and now she feels like it’s coming true. 

House in the Trees - Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness “when i dream it seems i’m chasing a bittersweet, bittersweet, bittersweet memory. when the last of your friends are gone, you learn a lot about hanging on and on. but if you crash and nobody sees just remember there will always be a room for you in my house in the trees. 

No matter what happens between them, Sabrina will always make room for Libby and Savannah in her life. She loves them like they’re her own, and there’s nothing they could do that could make her love them any less. Hell, she thought Libby was maybe a murderer and she was willing to help her cover it up! 

In conclusion, I love the Logan sisters with all my heart.

@runvway @libbylogan

[sxbrinalogan]

ofsouthsidcrs​:

who: open what: rocky being a lil on edge to be back in proper where: around the side of surf’s up

There were many, many things Rocky could attribute the tight feeling across her shoulders to. The horrifically publicised funeral of Billy Rocks that she had missed, the drama that seemed to swell every time someone so much as mentioned Lux Lewis’ name, or maybe it was simply pain from carrying all the bullshit she had for so many fucking years. One thing she would not attribute it to, however, was an uncomfortable feeling caused by being back in Proper after so many years. It wasn’t the first time back, no, but it was sinking in that she was back. In a certain sense. Whatever. That totally wasn’t her problem. 

In the afternoon shadows beside Surf’s Up Rocky attempted rid that irritating and awfully humbling feeling, pulling rolled cigarette from a metal case and put it between her lips. Cupping hand around it as she tried to light it– but then she sees a shadow move, or thinks she does. Either way, causes her to jump, dropping lighter from her hand as she did. “ Jesus. Don’t fucking sneak up on me like that, ” Was it really sneaking or was it more likely they’d just rounded a corner and now had Rocky snapping at them? “ Total creeper shit. ” She commented irritably, grabbing cigarette before it had the chance to fall as well. She looked to the ground for fallen lighter, the faded red BIC lighter easy to spot, but unfortunately close to the approacher’s feet. God damn it. “ Mind passing my lighter? ” She asked, pointing to it. Irritability notably dropped from her tone now she was asking a favour. A small one, but a favour nonetheless.

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Sabrina had decided to drop by Surf’s Up to grab a surprise for West. What exactly? She didn’t really know. After all, she didn’t have a damn clue about surfing. But she wanted something to give him as a token of appreciation for everything he’d done for her lately. Rocky’s reaction as she rounded the corner made her jump as well, “Jesus, what the fuck is your problem?” As if she wouldn’t have done the exact same thing, as if she hadn’t nearly jumped out of her skin at the ice maker or the creaks in the floors. It’s in her nature to lash out at the sight of danger, to put up her defenses, though she calms a bit when she recognizes Rocky as one of the kids who used to run around with her sisters. 

Her eyes fall to the lighter and she leans down to grab it, handing it over to Rocky once she’s upright again, “I think the least you can do is give me a cigarette. Don’t you?” 

[sxbrinalogan]

beachboy-west​:

who: @sxbrinalogan​ What: Goofin around  Where: Parking lot of their apartment complex

It was no secret that West had been spending more and more time down at the beach. It was kind of his routine during the summers anyways but this year it felt like more than that. When he was in the ocean he didn’t have to think so much about everything else that had been going on around them. It made for the perfect escape. It also meant spending time not only attending to cars, but tending to his numerous surfboards as well. Which is what he was supposedly had been doing when Sabrina found him pretending to surf in the parking lot. Cigarette hanging loosely from his lips, with his sunglasses on quite literally upside down as a small group of kids laughed at his antics. “And then you just sorta… POP UP!” He explained, as he jumped up onto his board to show the proper motion, a series of small children mimicking his actions as he shot a look how cool I am glance towards Sabrina. “And that my dear children. Is how you land a babe as bodacious as mine.” He added, jumping off his board so he could wrap an arm around Sabrina’s shoulders. 

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Sabrina had always known West was good with kids, after all he’d basically raised half of his younger siblings. It was something they had in common and perhaps what had drawn her to him in the first place. Still, seeing him with kids never failed to make her heart swell. She’d always pictured the two of them having a big family, at least three mini versions of them running around and wreaking havoc and giving them a run for their money. Far far away from Cherry Proper and all the heartache that had come with it. She leans into him, shooting a smile towards the gaggle of children, “Don’t listen to him, it had nothing to do with the surfing and everything to do with the hair.” 

[sxbrinalogan]

thewriter-noah​:

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The sight of Sabrina Logan of all people was not an unwelcome one after everything they’d just been through. Although it wasn’t without the twinge of guilt from the lack of effort he’d been able to put into his search for her mom. Not that he’d been all too successful during any of the time he had put into it. Still he could only imagine what it must have been like. Spending all that time wondering since the night of the Mock Trials. Sure it’d raised some questions of his own, but it wasn’t like Noah was out actively seeking out Ben. Wondering why the hell he’d been left behind the way he had. As far as he knew, Ben may not have even known of his existence.

Noah paused himself from asking further questions when she corrected him on what it was that brought her to the town square. Briefly he wondered if she’d come looking for him specifically but that seemed kind of unlikely. But what she said next had his jaw dropping ever so slightly. “Wait seriously? You found her?” He asked, suddenly pushing himself to his feet as though it was going to allow him to hear her any better. “Well wait.. where is she.. how did you…? Are you going to go and find her?” 

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Sabrina hugs her arms against her torso as she lingers a few steps from Noah, feeling stuck between giving him a generic answer and walking away and sitting down and talking about her feelings or whatever. She still wasn’t sure what she wanted to do. When she’d initially approached Noah she’d been so certain she wanted to contact Odessa, but now that it was all so real... she didn’t know. “She’s in San Francisco, apparently Savannah was staying with her while she was gone,” she shrugs, “I don’t know what I’m gonna do yet. I have her number, but like- what do I even say? It’s not like she didn’t know where I was.” 

[sxbrinalogan]

sullensleuth​:

WHO: open WHAT: sully is trying to get to know all the cherry residents, so he’s out and about!  WHERE: the boardwalk 

“Am I the only one who thinks these ride tickets are overpriced?” Sully currently had one hand occupied by a ball of cotton candy that rivalled the size of his head and the other by a handful of ride coupons that he was squinting at, looking back and forth between them and the booth he’d just bought them from. Despite having been in Cherry a week, he’d selected today to do the ‘tourist-y’ thing, strutting down the boardwalk with a big stupid grin on his face, waving at babies, starting up conversation with anyone he vaguely recognised (or didn’t). It was all part of the persona he was trying to wear like a slightly ill-fitting suit, a face to put on that was more easily trusted than the usual Sully Lewis who’d been drifting through life for the last year or so. Shooting them another humbled grin, he tucked the tickets in his pocket. “I sound like a dumb asshole, don’t I?” The self-depreciating bit worked wonders too, he figured. 

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Sabrina surprised herself by making it out onto the Boardwalk, as if it was a strange land and not the place she’d ran around for the entirety of her life. She’d been getting more and more comfortable hiding inside of her apartment when she wasn’t working, but the relatively mild temperature that was gracing them in the middle of summer was enough to draw her out and onto the Boardwalk. In all her life she’d never really enjoyed the rides the Boardwalk offered, though she held a certain fondness for it based on the memories her and West had made there in High School. She was staring out at the ferris wheel, thinking of when her and West had looked out past Cherry at the top, when Sully’s voice pulls her out of her head. “A little bit,” she says dryly, “Of course they’re overpriced, it’s a Boardwalk. I bet that cotton candy cost you at least four bucks.” 

[sxbrinalogan]

What's the best thing you got from one of your parents?

“Blonde hair and the ability to lie through my teeth. Thanks, Glenda!”