#mocnliights

[svltairs]

closed  to  :  @mocnliights​​​ media  inspired  starter  call :  new  girl  edition

     “  i  panicked  and  i  grabbed  the  hat.  i  should  have  grabbed  the  yoyo  or  the  slap  bracelet  and  now  all  i  have  is  this  stupid  hat.  ”

[halfrest]

🍷😬😢💕 landon to rosie xoxo

send  🍷  for  a  drunk  text  from  my  muse

landon [ 1:14am ] hey rosie u looked really pretty tongiht i wanted to tell u but like idk but i thought

landon [ 1:14am ] lolsorry if this is weird just like objectibely

landon [ 1:14am ] u looked nice

landon [ 1:15am ] :)

send  😬  for  a  worried  text  from  my  muse

landon [ 11:32pm ] hey! i saw u dand magda talking earlier and like idk she likes to have fun with things so if she said anything i wouldn’t worry about it

landon [ 11:33pm ] like only if she did u guys might’ve been talking about pumpkins lmao idk not pumpkins

landon [ 11:33pm ] sorry this feels weird u can talk to whoever obviously

landon [ 11:35pm ] it was nice seeing u at the show 

send  😢  for  a  sad  text  from  my  muse

landon [ 10:02am ] hey out for brunch with my mom and she can’t stop talking about u lol

landon [ 10:02am ] not in like a weird way but idk she’s always liked u and wanted to say hi

landon [ 10:02am ] misses having u around and all that stuff

landon [ UNSENT ] i do too

landon [ 10:03am ] i told her ur busy with all that law stuff but just wanted to reach out and say u will always have a seat at her table or whatever i forget the expression lmao

landon [ 10:04am ] not that the law stuff is just stuff ik it’s amazing and stuff like ur amazing sorry wow too many mimosas lol

send  💕  for  a  loving  text  from  my  muse

landon [ 8:40pm ] hey i had fun today like seeing u and stuff 

landon [ UNSENT ] didn’t realize how lonely irving’s been without u. well i did but idk seeing u again felt like getting back a part of myself? does that sound weird? i’m sorry if it does i just meant like ur the kind of person that’s easy to be around. u make things feel like they’re okay if that makes sense

landon [ 8:41pm ] don’t think i’ve laughed that much in a bit haha

landon [ 8:42pm ] it was nice

[plctitude]

CLOSED FOR :   @mocnliights​ .

          it’s unexpected , really .  t.c. feels like it’s been ages since he’s seen her .  but despite quite literally  bumping  into her , he flashes a wide smile .   ❝  nadira .  hi .  ❞   he brings his shoulders back , straightens himself up a bit .   ❝  sorry about that .  i really should be better about watching where i’m walking .  ❞

[slversoul]

👫 rosie/antonia pls

1. one time, they were at the same restaurant, and antonia pulled the chair out from the table and offered it to rosie. when rosie went to sit down, antonia pulled it out even farther so she fell on the floor. 

2. antonia faked having the flu to get out of hanging out with rosie. when she offered to bring her soup, she told her that she was being transported in a helicopter to another state’s hospital it was so bad. 

3. another time, when she saw rosie on the street, she pretend to be antonia’s long lost identical twin sister.

4. she ran into rosie when she was day drunk and when rosie smiled at her, she hugged her. when she brought the hug up at a later time, antonia pretended she had blacked out. 

[reversecreek]

🥱 from magda to nadira luv it

SEND 📞 + 🥱 FOR A SLEEPY VOICEMAIL MY MUSE LEFT FOR YOUR MUSE

In an effort to reverse the expected, Magda had stayed the night at Abernathy Creek -- Shelly rejoiced like a PTA mom finding a ‘live, laugh, love’ sign on sale at a local gardening centre, kissing Misha square on the lips and declaring that it was “a miracle, a miracle! She has risen!”. It was a whole ordeal. Magda couldn’t help but roll her eyes despite her slight smile, sitting through it all the same. Hunter wouldn’t expect her to go where he’d most conceivably find her -- where he’d already looked. The morning after, she woke to Big Bob plucking a strand of her hair, sniffing at it like it was a vanilla pod and he fancied scraping it out with a knife’s point. After a well deserved “what the fuck, Bob?” Magda was out back, cigarette drooped from her lips like an unformed question mark -- and, out of nowhere, a thumb twitched to start the call. Another dial. Then another. Voicemail. Figures. Before she could hang up, the message began. Magda squinted into the trees in silence. “Think I--,” yawn intercepting, “--fuck. Uh, think I had a dream where you died,” she informed frankly, pulling a brief drag as a bird nursed it’s feathers. She’d been standing there, years ago, when Hunter first emerged. That exact spot. Magda focused on the cigarette. “Guess people cried, or whatever. I didn’t, ‘cause I’ve got -- you know, huge tits and a big, resilient dick.” Studying the cigarette between her fingers, she watched the thin wisp of smoke through a squint -- the daylight was invasive on freshly woken eyes, enough that she almost wanted to close them. Magda could’ve slept all day, if she’d get away with it. “But, uh...” trailed off, reluctance looming like a figure with broad shoulders in the edge of her peripheral, one she’d never acknowledge was there -- Magda didn’t do reluctant, didn’t do caring about people’s answers, but there was a ‘thank-you’ somewhere in this voicemail, if you read between the lines, if you really trained your ear for it. “Cool you’re not dead, or whatever. All I wanted to say. Bye.”

[cvastals]

?? lara/rosie? frankie/rosie? any other pair? the world is your oyster

Send me ?? for a strange/vague text

lara: Don’t look under your bed tonight. This is an official warning.

Send me ?? for a strange/vague text

frankie: tequila sunrise this is moscow mule. the eagle will land when purple turns pink at dawn. operation suck n fuck is a go, wear ur best yellow attire and get ready for the rodeo.

frankie [three hours later]: [...]

frankie: oh my god

frankie: absolutely that was not for you

frankie: [...]

frankie: ignore that lawl

frankie: this isn’t a weird drug thing

frankie: [...]

frankie: it’s not a weird sex thing either

[halfrest]

💭landon/rosie <3

💭 a song my muse listens to when they’re thinking about your muse.

bloom by the paper kites 

       “ in the morning when i wake and the sun is coming through — oh, you fill my lungs with sweetness and you fill my head with you. shall i write it in a letter ? shall i try to get it down ? oh, you fill my head with pieces of a song i can't get out. ” @mocnliights​

[plctitude]

CLOSED FOR :   @mocnliights .

          BREATHING HEAVILY , jet crashes into the chair across from rosie ,  plucks a fry from the basket on the table .   ❝  hey , sorry i’m late .  i hit this pothole on the way here and flew off my board , got poked with a cane . . .   it was this whole thing .  ❞   she shifts in her seat , wincing at the pain from her leg .   ❝  funny enough , it actually happened because i pulled my phone out to text you that i was running late .  ❞