#hcrrybirch

[therxsegirl]

“Man you do look rought, Darlin’. Come on, let’s get you back’ta my place.”

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[princessmanchester]

Homecoming 2007 || Autumn & Harry

Laughter ringing out as she lead Harry into the cafeteria, the sound of her heels a familiar staple in the hallways as she bounced along happily. Posters with their names together lined the halls, hung by the freshmen girls who trailed along in her shadow. “Can you believe Carla said that? Oh my god that girl has no filter. I thought Mr. J was gunna pop his head his face got so red.” Shaking her head, Autumn waited for Harry to sit before lowering into his lap with an adjusting of his jacket, which she wore over her cheerleading uniform. “Wait until you see the gown Mother bought me for the dance, it’s perfectly gunna match that crown I’m gunna win.”

Looking over at their friends just in time to dodge a fry thrown by one of the other football players, she couldn’t help but laugh as she watched it bounce off Harry’s cheek with a smear of ketchup left in it’s wake. “Aww..” Sentiment bouncing off her laughter, she leaned forward to lick it away, brushing the rest off with her thumb as she pulled away. “You’re lucky I love you so much, Harry Birch, that was carbs.”

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[thetea-podcast]

Who in town best fits the looks like a cinnamon roll and is actually a cinnamon roll, looks like a cinnamon roll but could actually kill you, looks like they could kill you and is actually a cinnamon roll, looks like they could kill you and could actually kill you, and sinnamon roll?

“Shit okay, fuck this is a good one. I love this.”

Looks like a cinnamon roll and is actually a cinnamon roll: @perksofbeingeve, @alwyn-jones @sebastian-carter @septembersxrose @hcrrybirch @celestialrory

Looks like a cinnamon roll but could actually kill you: @niklaus-reign @lvcybirch @greyson-sixx @autumnxonheels @callie-griffin

Looks like they could kill you is actually a cinnamon roll: @mrfrakenanny @augustmechanic @treycrawfordrambles @hereliesavi @kiara-gonzales

Looks like they could kill you and could actually kill you: @gracesxsolicitation @ange-sant0s @tj-hxwkins @sheriffpalmer

[graceinsin]

@hcrrybirch

“Well... well... well... long time no see.” Large eyes, more grey than blue, lifted to look on the familiar face of a man she’d been pursuing since high school, despite his younger age. With two of the three Birch brothers under her belt, he’d been the only hold out and finally she’d had enough money to put a plan in action. Pale hands holding the reigns on a beautiful white mare, she offered the tall blond a bright smile. “Miss me, handsome?” 

[emvncipxte-blog]

              “ SEEMS LIKE THE BAR WANTED ME TO SAY HI TO YOU. “ words dripped like honey as soon as veronica headed towards the bar, settling on the empty spot next to the familiar male she’d recognize from anywhere. it wasn’t like she memorized every bit of him, but she had a fair share of images in her head for him to be remembered. “ it’s been quite a while, isn’t it ? “ she asked with a small smirk formed on her painted lips. the night was interesting already, but veronica was dying to do something that would make her forget how everything had lead to her journey to a crowded bar. @hcrrybirch

[therxsegirl]

The moment she’d walked into her brothers house, Ember had locked herself in the bathroom. Shut the door, curled up in the tub, and stayed there with her knees hugged tight to her chest. Visions of flames still laid over the entire world, a dull ache settling into her scars as she relived that night and this one over and over again in tandem until the two were blurred together into one stark memory of horror and physical and emotional pain.

Everything she had, everything she’d worked for was gone and it left the small female feeling empty, numbing it all out with retreating into the memories like she had so many times before when she was stuck on her stomach as her back healed oh so painfully.

Even when the door opened and she was no longer alone her eyes refused to wander, locked firmly on the wall across from her but hardly seeing it. Streaks of glistening tracks from single tears spilling over occasionally still shimmering on striking pale skin.

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@augustmechanic​

[therxsegirl]

“I hope you’re ready’ta eat.” Though it wasn’t her arms, but harry’s laden with everything they’d need, she did have one arm wrapped carefully around two bottles of wine, smile bright the moment she spotted the still healing man. “Good think we let ya know a few minutes ahead’a us gettin’ here. Looks like it must’a taken some time gettin’ down here. Though Harry and Oggy assure me there’s an elevator I won’t b’lieve it til I see it. Who ever heard’a somethin’ so ludacris, an elevator in a house. Then again, now that I seen this place for m’self, I can almost b’lieve it ‘cause this house has gotta be the closest thing I ever did see’ta a palace. They got a house for the cars! That ain’t really the garage Harry pointed me to is it?” 

Having babbled her way through the entire house it wasn’t until they got to the kitchen that she fell silent, jaw basically on the floor as she stared out into the massive and exceptionally beautiful kitchen before her. “Harry.... I think I just walked in’ta heaven...”

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[therxsegirl]

Backyard Fires || Harry & Ember

Staring at her phone for a long minute her cheeks so warm that it felt like her ears were on fire. Anxiety flooding through her chest, small feet carried her through her small house as she rushed around getting ready after starting the barbecue to heat up. Though just a touch of lipstick and a brushing of mascara was about all the make up she knew how to do, it’d work, and she didn’t want to look as plain as usual when he came, especially with her comfy sweats and the flannel she wore pulled over her tank top to keep her warm in the evening breeze. 

The music on the little Bluetooth speaker she’d found at the gas station a week before gave off impressive sound for a little cylinder, hissing of the steaks as they hit the screen on the barbecue all too satisfying while she waited for the sound of the gate that would signal the arrival of her guest.  Wilbur on a long leash and staked to the ground to keep him from escaping through the newly fallen sections staring longly at the distance between her and himself. Heart hitting the inside of her ribs hard enough to feel like it was impeding her breathing, the tiny southern belle had to remind herself that it was in no way a date. It was an attempt at cheering up a friend. 

Glancing up when she finally heard the gate open and then close again, she waited for him to come around the corner and up the deck steps before throwing her arms around him in a tight embrace. “I got the sense that you needed a hug.” 

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