#crmsns

[silverbyuls]

once a cheater, always a cheater, she thinks to herself when she sees christian with his stupid pink hair. he looks like kirby, which made her heart flutter for a fleeting moment when he lied to the sheriff’s department, or when he checks the inventory sheets with that serious look, or-- anyway, she hates it today. so, after her shift at freddy’s, she brought milkshakes over and starts handing them out to her colleagues. except for christian. she stops in front of him, sipping on her own milkshake. “ you can get your own. ” her bite is never as bad as her bark, but hell hath no fury like a woman scorned or whatever. “ real men never cheat. ”

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[taliasayar]

Send “@” for a SCARED text., 👌

send  “@”  for  a  SCARED  text  call.

          [  3:29  AM  ]  hi  —  i  know  you  just  left  but  can  you  come  back,  please  ?  someone  has  been  knocking  at  my  door  and  circling  around  the  house  and  i’m  —  i’m  feeling  uneasy.  please  ?  just  come  in  through  the  back  if  —  if  you  can.  it’s  okay  if  —  if  you’re  far  i’ll  just  lock  the  doors  and  windows.

send  in  '👌'  for  a  reason  why  my  muse  likes  yours.

          christian  was  one  of  talia’s  first  real  friends,  and  she  thinks  he’s  a  lot  softer  than  he  lets  on.  he  actually  makes  her  laugh  a  decent  amount,  and  his  company  when  he  was  temporarily  staying  at  talia’s  house  was  actually  really  nice  —  she  felt  a  lot  less  lonely  during  those  times.

[tripfm]

🖤❤️🖤 annoying sandwich :relieved:

     ❝ WELL I'M NOT THE BIGGEST fan of how close i get to breaking a bone whenever we hang out, ❞ trip laughs, one too many memories of nearly toppling off the woodacre barn flitting across his mind all at once. sure, maybe it's his own clumsiness mostly to blame, but it's always christian's idea to climb up on dangerous shit when they're completely blasted. ❝ but i also kinda dig how close i get to breaking a bone, too, y'know ? like, it's hard to be bored with you, man, which is wild 'cuz you come from a family of total squares. anyway, last thing : heard you shit talked gwen stefani to kennedy ? fuck you for that, dude. she’s so much cooler than you will ever be. ❞

[tripfm]

status : closed for @crmsns​​ setting : new year’s eve party ; apartment parking lot

     THE OCCASIONAL BANG OUTSIDE THE apartment during a holiday isn’t really something to turn heads about. whether it be new years, the fourth of july, or even st. patricks day, it’s a simple fact in life that dumb, small - town kids will always take the opportunity to break anti - firework laws and light some sketch goods they found under the table. this fact especially applies to dumb, woodstock kids, with the mentality being that should the woodacre barn happen to catch on fire from a ground spinner gone rogue, then that’s the city’s problem ; and if someone happens to inform them of how insensitive it is to blow off a popper after jerry gordon just got popped by a gunshot . . . well, it’s not like any of them were super close to the guy.

     honestly, hanging out with a bunch of dumb kids doesn’t sound too bad right now.

     it’s a wonder then that a random bang does, in fact, turn trip’s head. glancing out a nearby window, it’s only a matter of moments before he’s racing out the front door, barreling down the steps, and rocketing out into the parking lot where tragedy awaits. his car — his baby — sits marred with a hefty dent in its left tail light. connected to the dent is a car trip doesn’t recognize, and his blood burns hot enough to distract him from the cold as he marches up to the driver - side window and begins to pound on the dark glass with his fist. ❝ are you drunk, asshole !? ‘cuz that’s my fucking car you just hit ! ❞

[jcmiesingh]

lovely- what’s the adjective you use when people ask “how are you”

usually just “fine.” satisfactory enough to not prompt any further investigation, while still vague enough to mean literally anything. jamie can make “fine” sound like whatever he wants it to. doesn’t matter how he’s actually feeling; fine will do the job when he’s asked. 

[kcmedinas]

Send “#” for a RANDOM text, 👌

Send “#” for a RANDOM text

[ message ] saw sb on my way to work with half purple half pink hair [ message ] it was sick n it made me think u should go half blue [ message ] like a lil cotton candy gum drop

👌

i don't think there's really any reason kc wouldn't like christian, but though christian has more of a temper than kc does for sure they both like having fun and that's a must have for people kc likes being around !! i think i mentioned this when we were first talking about them but kc also appreciates that he doesn't ... have to guess around christian, if that makes sense ?? he really struggles with people skirting around what they mean / sugarcoating because he simply doesn't make leaps. he doesn't care if things are blunt / mean as long as they're real, so i think in a way it makes him trust christian that he's always being himself.

[kcmedinas]

⧱ what really is my muse’s biggest flaw

⧱ what really is my muse’s biggest flaw

i think kc's biggest flaw is that he refuses to really address the negatives / bad things in life ? he's so set on having fun and living it up and those definitely aren't always bad things in and of themselves, but like the whole relationship with his parents is a great example of how he deals with hurtful things in that he ... does not. they're buried under absolutely everything he can find and he thinks he can ignore everything bad forever but that's just not possible to maintain in any sort of long run ? similarly in this vein i think sometimes his reactions to bad things can seem kind of ... aloof because emotionally he is already ignoring it's existence even though he doesn't mean it in a mean way !

[silverbyuls]

it’s that time of the night when she lets the music take over her body: swaying in all directions out of beat, limbs flying around everywhere, all with a giant smile on her face. she’s spinning in circles until she bumps into someone. pink trousers, pink hair. “ ew-- ” she grimaces, then notices his face. hand flies up to her mouth as she gasps, amused. “ oh my god, what happened to your face? ”

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