#ft. tara

[cass-king]

TARA

After all of the girls had spent the morning doing makeovers, and dyeing hair, Cassidy thought she’d have had more than enough of spending time with all of them. She liked Tara, however, liked hanging out with the girl. She especially liked getting drunk with the other girl. This motivation on her mind, she strolled over there, beer in hand, passing it to the other girl. “Hey baby girl.” She held out the beer, eyebrow raised. “I come bearing gifts. Well, one gift. I thought I’d go easy on you and start you off with one.”

@tarachcpmcn​

[nikolairas]

@taracalds

nikolai hasn’t been able to get his encounter with tara out of his mind. he hates the way things ended, so awkward and uncertain, and he knows that if he doesn’t resolve things, he might lose her forever. but would that be so bad? if he wasn’t so selfish, no, it would be great. she’d stay out of it all. but selfishly, it sounds like the worst possible thing, to lose her when he feels so lost already. 

and that’s why he approaches her at the bar, no real ulterior motive, just as himself. he just wants to say he’s sorry, fix things. but he’s never been too good at patching up his own mistakes, this much is evident.

he taps her shoulder gently. “hey,” nik says, eyes meeting hers for the first time in weeks. he feels like the wind’s been knocked out of him. “can we talk somewhere? just for a moment.” 

[ninjarovia]

send me ✗ for my muse to fall on yours and land on top of them (because that's funny as hell)

He’s running, running so fast that he can’t feel his boots touch the ground. His neck cranes around to look behind him, he’s in the clear. Just in time for him to turn and crash into Tara, stumbling as they both fall to the ground. ❛ Hey, ❜ Paul says the greeting nonchalantly as he tries to catch his breath, all the while looking down at her. ❛ Are you okay? ❜ 

[archive-drbvchanan]

“¡Me encanta esta canción!” — @chvraxntier​

Scott miró a la chica por el rabillo del ojo terminando de tomarse su copa—. ¿Quieres ir a bailarla? —preguntó, ni siquiera se había fijado aún en qué estaba sonando en aquel momento.