@sheifevayuj - gv event starter
“I didn’t realize there’d be fireworks...”
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@sheifevayuj - gv event starter
“I didn’t realize there’d be fireworks...”
When she heard that the whole floor--sans Bellamy, for rather obvious reasons--was going to end up at Trikru that night, Anya was more than happy to send her confirmation that she’d be there without even a second glance. Trikru was an excellent distraction from the quagmire of emotions that Katie had apparently churned up with just her mere presence (though the ongoing ‘experimentation’ surely didn’t help).
So when she flashed her ID at the entrance, she was pleasantly surprised to see some familiar faces already dotted around the room--staff and clientele alike. And they didn’t all even live on the same floor as her, either. Smiling warmly, she made her way to the bar, greeting the waitresses as she passed to lean against it and ask for her usual tequila shots to start the night off right. And then a tequila sunrise to maintain her night. A glance around the room saw a head of blonde hair near one of the dancers and Lou lurking near the door. And thankfully, it seemed like Jasper was relatively unoccupied in one of the booths. As unoccupied as Jasper usually was, anyway. It beat going anywhere near her ex, in any case.
It was going to be one of those nights, it seemed.
What could possibly go wrong?
@impcled
Shay && Louis’ aesthetic
“Friends don’t judge each other. They judge other people, together.”
@sheifevayuj
"Let me help you." -From Shay, to, well, anyone.
“Mm, so you’re just trying to help, are you?” Jenna murmured quietly, her lips tugging into a pleased smile as she made no move to pull away from Shay’s adamant touch. It felt good for someone to want her again, for the first time in a long time.. “By all means, continue.”
once upon a time in vegas
Closed romcom starter for @healerhearted
Anya was sprawled out on her back, naked under the sheets as she slept off the rest of the drunken night she’d enjoyed. Her chest was rising with her slow, steady breathing and she was more than content to feel the warm body of her fiance tucked into her side, her arm tossed almost casually over her abdomen. It wasn’t their usual position, but as warm as Shay apparently was at the moment, it wasn’t too surprising. Sometimes they ended up like this if they got too warm.
Turning her head, Anya tightened her arm around the woman, pressing her lips to her forehead gently with a quiet hum. Then she opened her eyes to look down at Shay’s sleeping face. Only...it wasn’t Shay. It was very much not Shay. Amber eyes widened when she realized that she was naked in bed with Costia before she jerked herself away from Lexa’s fiance and ended up toppling off the edge of the bed with a thump immediately followed by a pained groan.
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Lexa wiped the tears from her cheeks, gratefully taking the bottle of alcohol and taking a swig of it. It had been a few months since the loss of Costia, but it was still very real for her. She hadn’t grown used to sleeping in bed alone, without the woman she loved by her side. Whenever she closed her eyes, she could see her head, nestled neatly in the box that had been delivered by the Ice Nation. It was easier not to rest. She stared into the blazing flames, clutching the bottle close to her as she tried to block out the concern from the women who were watching her.
“I just...I don’t know if I’ll ever be happy again.” Lexa continued on, her throat burning from the combination of alcohol and tears. “Shei, Onya.. Can..can I stay here? Just for tonight. I don’t want to be alone.”
“ they were flirting with you ” [Shay]
jealousy meme
“Who? Clarke?” The Commander scoffed. “No, she wasn’t.”