#lottiemay

[rosepyrearchive]

                       𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑  𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋     ୨୧     @lottiemay​​

❝          𝓘  𝑱𝑼𝑺𝑻  𝑭𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑫  him  . . .         he  was  following  you,     i  just  assumed  . . .          ❞                   a  small  kitten  occupies  serena’s  hands,     meowing  as  it  rolls  in  her  palms.                   ❝          th  -  that  he  belonged  to  you.          ❞

[sparenone]

♡ - minus romance, as Lottie is single ship. ❤️

send a ♡ and i’ll fill this out for our muses !  i’ll bold what i want for their relationship, italic what i could see and strike out what i don’t .

FRIENDS. childhood friends  /  work friends  /  family friends  /  recently friends  /  turning antagonistic  /  turning into something romantic  /  stable  /  falling apart  /  friendship of need  /  friendship of circumstance  pen - pals or internet friends  /  coworkers  /  partners  /  other .

ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts  /  newly entered  /  soulmates  /  skinny love  /  unrequited from my muses side  /  unrequited from your muses side  /  friends with benefits  /  awkward  /  fading  /  turning  toxic  /  toxic  and  destructive  /  other .

FAMILIAL BOND. sibling bond  /  older sibling figure to your muse  /  younger sibling figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal  guardian  /  other .

ENEMIES. dangerous to themselves  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  passionate  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into a sexual tension  /  developing into a romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based of misunderstandings or lies  /  other .

[travismacintosh]

@lottiemay​ asked: ‘ Leave a sign on the door that says "Do not disturb" ‘

It was supposed to be a fun weekend getaway with her and her friends, but it felt more like a frat party than anything else. He blamed Ryan, Kevin, and Lottie for that one. Darla was close in following that. He had the least issues with Jessica-- she was easy talk to and often on the same level as Travis. Not that he was having issues with Heather, no. He just meant out of the others who were there. They were all a lively bunch when they started drinking and truth be told that’s where the fun was wearing on him. He couldn’t keep up with the amount of drinking as he continued his sobriety-- AA band around his wrist. He (and sometimes Jessica) were the only sober ones present at times, but even then she’d eat an edible and it’d leave Travis just brushing through Heather’s hair as she sat on his lap... dissociating from everything.

Honestly, that’s probably what had Heather cornering him when they came out of the bathroom in their room-- asking him several different ways what was bothering him. When he gave her some kind of actual answer about it being the situation and nothing she was directly doing she allowed him to pass so he could dress. But before he could finish buttoning his pants she was shoving him against the dresser and dropping to her knees. He had been quick to tell her not to, that it wasn’t necessary but she ignored him and advanced with a warm mouth. And fuck did it feel good. It was relieving layers of stress with each passing second and he was sure it would’ve pulled them all away if it weren’t for the bedroom door bursting open-- Lottie entering with words readily spilling from her lips.

She stopped dead at the sight of them and they were quick to part, Heather grabbing the duvet off the bed to cover herself and turn away, eyes a little watery from what she’d been doing; and Travis fixing himself and doing up his pants with a clear of his throat. Lottie opened her mouth but he was quick to move towards her, gently grabbing her by the arm and pulling her out of the room. Once outside it he shut the door and quickly grumbled something about knocking, but she was almost too quick on the draw.

leave a sign on the door that says "Do not disturb".

“How about we don’t walk into bedrooms without knocking?” He frowned, body tense with frustration and annoyance-- not to mention he’d been interrupted and was trying to ignore that, “Is some damn privacy too much to ask for?” 

[edithmaslow]

@lottiemay: “  you’re not alone.  ”

       head tilts, eyes narrowing just a smidge. what a cliché. such a stupid thing to say to someone, so unbelievable & cheesy. & maybe the other girl believes it. maybe she thinks it’s a comfort, some sort of peace offering that could soothe at least the surface. but edith has been in deeper waters -- sometimes the undertow hides just below the waves, catching a swimmer who can’t see the danger. it’s better to be alone than drag someone down with you. it’s easier to suffer when no one is tugging you out of the vortex, pulling you till you might split in two. being alone keeps the current clear. “ maybe. maybe not. y’know, it’s hard t’say. ”

accepting.

[edithmaslow]

@lottiemay:  “  you don’t need to be fixed.  ”

        wrong. if she didn’t need to be fixed, why would she be considered broken? she knows that much about herself. broken, a little mangled on the inside, pieces of whatever material she had been made of scratching at her insides. the statement inflames her ever so slightly. not needing to be fixed implies that maybe she deserves to be like this. maybe this was the design, everything placed just so she’d be shattered & rebuilt in some jagged approximation of what she could have been. “ well, something does. ”

accepting.