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[bramares-blog]

@cocherapido ;

Perhaps her ideas aren’t the brightest at the time, given how difficult the climb upstairs seemed to be or how she occasionally stumbled through her path, rather than actually walking; but, it still wasn’t enough to convince Sky that snooping through the rooms was a bad idea. The master bedroom even provided her with a few Valiums that she’d stashed away into her clutch, and now she was wandering down the hall, slipping into the next room she saw before immediately heading to the closet. After a few minutes of ruffling through the clothes of whoever this was, Skylar snatched a fairly short dress from the hangers, walking out of the closet almost at the same time a girl walked in. Staring at her for a few seconds, Sky then held up the dress against her own body, smirking a bit at the other. “Is this yours? Because I gotta say, it looks like it’d be fun to rip it off of you.”

[annarps-gone-blog]

Ainsley rolled her eyes, not in the least bit amused. Some fat drunk was playing Santa in the town’s center and all the little children were lining up to sit on his lap. Of course she didn’t know he was a drunk, but all rent-a-Santas were in her mind. “Can you believe this?” she asked just before taking another drag from her cigarette. “I bet he gets his jollies off when he goes home at night.”

[bramares-blog]

@cocherapido sent in  ‘☁’ for a heated argument that leads into sex ;

“do you even know how goddamn frustratin’ you are sometimes?” mia’s tone was raised, voice straining into a higher pitch that was rarely used given her usual calm demeanor, and she made no effort to keep it down, even if the other people in the house might wonder what was going on between the two girls. freya’s... animosity towards her was something she figured they’d gotten past already, given all the time they’d spent bonding, and maybe mia wasn’t entirely blameless on this; but they’d been fighting too often, arguing too often, and mia wasn’t one entirely prone to deal with the negative feelings associated. “it’s like you spent your entire life believing we’re in... opposite sides or something, and i was the freaking idiot for thinking otherwise!” her distress was obvious, hands unable to stop fidgeting as she paced from side to side inside freya’s room, unable to keep her gaze focused on her sister for longer than a few seconds at a time. “i care about you, y’know? and i don’t know why you’re so convinced otherwise, but i... i’m tired of this, alright? you’re leavin’ soon and... what, you want to hear i’m happy for you? because i am, you know? i’m happy that you got into college, but... you’re leavin’.” as her voice cracked once more, frustration giving way to the sadness clearly seeping into her tone, mia found herself hesitantly moving closer to freya, unsure on how to express this in a way that her sister would be able to digest. “and that’s good, that’s great for you and everything, but what about me? i don’t know what i’m gonna do without you, and it’s not your problem, yeah, but if you could just -- just stop being a bitch for five minutes, okay?” her last few words sound almost like a plea, the distance between them almost non-existent now as the blonde reached to tug at the other’s sleeve, inhaling deeply to catch her breath only to have it knocked right out of her once she looked at freya, heart hammering in her chest as she stammered for the first time since the beginning of the argument. “i-i just... i care about you. let me fuckin’ care.” although there was a mile long list in her head to name all the reasons why she shouldn’t do anything more, mia had never been to good listening to reason, pushing herself slightly up on her toes before her lips met freya’s in a soft, tentative kiss, fingers still wrapped around her sleeve as an effort to keep her close, even if her grip was nowhere near strong enough to keep the girl there if she wanted to pull away.

[bramares-blog]

@cocherapido sent a starter prompt for make up sex ;

this scene has played about a thousand times in front of her eyes already, and yet cherry can’t help the way her heart sinks every time she has to face the results of all of her misguided actions. she knows the toll her presence takes on seth’s life, and maybe it would be better for her to stay away for good; but she needs him, wants him too much to even consider it, and her whole life she’d been too selfish to do what she should do, anyway. once more, cherry finds herself face to face with all the hurt, the disappointment in his eyes, having to exercise her own suspension of disbelief in order to keep telling herself she can make this alright even when she just couldn’t stop screwing up. still, the girl moves closer to him, fingertips softly tracing his clenched jaw in a display of softness that lately has been reserved only to seth, any attempts at putting him at ease seeming valid in her mind. “can you please just... look at me?” her voice wavers for a second, and cherry has to stop in order to keep herself in control, eager to close the distance between them and just have him hold her but knowing that pushing too far wouldn’t do either of them any good. “i don’t know if i can ever be good, seth, and i know... i know i’m a lot to handle, and i know i just keep hurting you over and over, and i swear i try to be good, but i just... i get so messed up inside, you know?” a low sniffle follows, even though she’s managed not to cry yet, the vulnerability of the situation making it hard for her to go on but knowing she’d have to if she hoped he’d understand. “and you make it better. i don’t want to hurt you. i don’t want to be without you. so please, just... look at me.”

[anttvst]

@cocherapido

        ❝ wait what ?? jessica ?? nopppe, i haven’t            hooked up with a girl called jessica recently,            or with anyone for that matter. i doubt i even            know a girl with that name. why are you asking            me this ?? ❞