#jettblvck

[arieisms]

ims ✉️ → jett.

ARIE: hey.

ARIE: whatcha doin?

[killianlaw]

@jettblvck

killian plopped down on jett’s sofa, stretching out and claiming the whole thing. his head rested comfortably in the lap of his friend and he closed his eyes as he tried to relax. he was restless, has been for quite some time. he felt, for some reason, that his life was at a standstill and he wasn’t going anywhere. he felt his mood and general being going down and he didn’t really know how to fix it. he was desperate for some form of companionship and where else would he go for that than to the home of his best friend? he opened his eyes and stared up at jett, the angle unflattering even for him. “your nostrils are pretty big.” he smirked, feeling somewhat better at teasing his friend. “i feel like i’m having a midlife crisis at the age of 24.” 

[bijouhqs]

Bebe wasn’t completely comfortable with the idea of heading to this pool party alone but it was all part of her publicists master plan apparently. She’d been making sure each of the band members appeared at nearly every event they were invited to whether it be together or separately and in this case, Bebe had been put on the list for a pool party. Her publicist had extolled to her that it was exclusive and would be a great time and since she was a team player, she decided to go. That was how she ended up on a pool deck, laid out in an expensive black bikini that she’d never worn before, sipping a cocktail and occasionally making polite conversation with acquaintances or people who recognized her. Sometimes she wondered if she’d ever stop feeling like the new kid. @jettblvck

[ambroseias]

@jettblvck​

in the backseat of the car, mimi had managed to find herself with her knees pressed up to her chest. most of the world around her had faded, had become fuzzy-edged and lurid. there was a voice somewhere in the distance calling out, warning her that this was too far, that she was always going too far, but the world felt so slippery now. errant thoughts bubbled up to the forefront of her mind, then slipped away before she could really grab ahold of them. 

what had happened? if she focused, she could remember the throb of the music, the lights of the stage. 

“jett-“ she found her jaw stuck when she tried to speak, found her arms glued at her side.  the words came out slurred. “the party’s not over yet. i can’t go home.“

[ambroseias]

closed starter for @jettblvck​

it wasn’t as if she didn’t like jett. however, when sober, there was little she had to say to the rose quartz frontman. 

but, after downing probably more than her share of alcohol that night and engaging in maybe one or two more acts of a spurious nature than necessary, her tongue was loose. when she stumbled across him in the sea of people, she lit up. 

“jett! the man of the hour--“ mimi tilted her head back and laughed, “of our hour! c’mon, releasing a single the same night as afterparty? just because you can share chris’ bed, doesn’t mean you can share his spotlight!“

“wait,” she lowered her voice, but it was almost comical how loud her voice still was. it was only lucky that the crowd was busy and the music was blaring, ”was i supposed to know that? i forget! i don’t care! let’s celebrate!”

[killianlaw]

killian didn’t know that the night was going to end up like this, with him heading to jett’s on a whim, but every time he hung out with the his friend it was always fun. he did hope that tonight would just be strictly the two of them, he’d have to save all his energy to be social at the festival or else he would be meaner than usual. killian awkwardly held a pizza box in his hand that he decided to pick up on the way to jett’s, although now he was wondering if he should have brought it at all. maybe jett already ate. this isn’t important i’m just trying to take up more room so this starter looks bigger. killian knocked on the door loudly, forgetting to ring the doorbell. he was looking through their text messages, confused again as he read the words ‘top’ and ‘bottom’. he wondered if tonight would be the night jett filled him in on these secrets. the brunette smiled up at jett as the door opened and he immediately pushed the pizza into the other one’s hands. “it’s sausage, i hope that’s okay.”

@jettblvck

[bcllahqs]

for bella, getting into the party without too much media fuss had been an ordeal in and of itself so she was understandably stressed by the time she was in the thick of things. she’d gone off with the guest of honor to do a few lines and try to let loose, thinking that just maybe it’d help her get through this night. she slipped past people, trying to find a familiar face only to be met with a few stares and a couple once-overs of her body clad in yet another short red dress. she noticed a silhouette in her peripheral and recognized it by the shape, the slouch, the height. whatever it was, she looked over and saw jett, quickly realizing that she hadn’t seen him in person since he’d made it clear she wasn’t part of his life anymore. she caught his gaze but didn’t approach, unsure if he’d want her to. @jettblvck

[bcllahqs]

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🍦 what is one treasured childhood memory?

my mom painting my nails while we sat on the kitchen floor.