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@athlctiism liked this for a starter.

        “I couldn’t decide which color I liked best, so I got them all.”  Which explains why Lindsay has six different shoe boxes sitting in front of her.  She’s just glad they had her size.

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@athlctiism | Grown from here.🌱

❝ ––I didn’t even know you’d be interested, it was just a lucky guess. Duncan kind of bailed on me.. ❞ she explained, sheepishly. It almost seemed like Tyler would rather go. They had never really hung out before (mostly because she used to consider him a brainless jock. Things had changed after several seasons of Total Drama.)

[blondetyped]

Morning after

;; meme II @athlctiism

        he had been patient with her; waiting for the right moment before things could progress to something so intimate.  they shared everything: secrets late night over the phone to long hugs for when they knew it would be awhile before they could see each other again.  lindsay hated those days – the good-bye days – when they had to part, but when they got together again, everything was good.

        he was good; good to her, good in general, and he made her feel good.  it had started with kisses.  lindsay’s parents out of town, her sisters occupied, leaving she and tyler to the empty home to do with as they pleased.  movies, take-out, then make-out – she on top of him on the sofa with the only light in the pure white living room being that of the tv.

        but the movie was over, credits were rolling, and lindsay’s hands had found the zipper to tyler’s hoodie.

        laughter followed them up to her bedroom.  they had the house to themselves, but there was always a risk of one of her sisters having forgotten something – walking in and interrupting, and this was important.  this was everything to lindsay, because tyler was everything to lindsay.

        he never made her feel like she was stupid; never made remarks that she pretended she didn’t get because it was easier to brush them off than to confront them.  she liked to be happy, and tyler did it so effortlessly.

        she climbed on top of him after pushing her army of stuffed animals off the bed.  when she woke up her clothes were tangled up in the sheets and on the floor, and she was tucked comfortably with her face pressed against tyler’s shoulder.

        he was warm, and she smiled a little as her fingers ghosted up his arm and his back, tracing idle patterns with sleepy fingertips; content to just lay there in her bed with him forever.  

        she watched his expression, the small twitch of a tickle elicited from her wondering fingers, which caused her to give an inconspicuous sort of laugh – something she couldn’t stifle or swallow no matter how she tried.  but she didn’t try; she didn’t want to pretend like she wasn’t happy.

        one day, maybe, she would wake up to his face every morning for the rest of her life.

[pickxyourxpath]

❛❛ C’mere. Lean on me. ❜❜

That was the most.. why would he- damn it, was it that obvious he was going through that rough a time?

Duncan was just brooding in the corner, away from as many people as you could be on a plane. 

His feelings and nerves were both put through a blender being near the two most amazing women in his life-that he’d already hurt-, and that was only some of the things swimming around in his mind. 

After looking around for a second, he gave in at Tyler’s offer; walking over and head pressing into the athlete’s shoulder. The punk silently praying he-nor anyone else- would be making fun of him for showing this much emotion.

He stood silent for a good long couple of seconds before speaking up at all, even if in a small voice. “T-thanks, man..” 

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[ i could never have guessed!!1!11!!!!!!11

haha jk i’m digging this ship tbh!! ]

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touch-starved memes || accepting.

Bridgette couldn’t help but squeal as she was scooped up into Tyler’s arms in a bear hug, a giant grin adorning her face. They weren’t the closest, but Bridge loved the feeling of being hugged by someone, even if they were only the slightest of friends at this point. It’s great to feel accepted and like part of a team, even if the team was only the two of them, and all they had done was cross a bridge without either of the clumsy messes falling to their deaths.

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"BRIDGETTEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Cue happily Tyler running towards her with a huge grin.

                      bridgette was slightly overwhelmed by tyler running towards her - but she offered a bright smile - hoping to, at least TRY and match his enthusiasm. she also took a step backwards, knowing the jock - she didn’t wish to end up on the floor today.  ❛  hi, tyler, what’s up? you seem happy this morning. ❜ which was surprising considering chris and chef had them up WAY TOO EARLY - in her opinion.               random ask / @athlctiism