#slcwblooms

[bcrrycakes]

CLOSED FOR @slcwblooms PLOT: this from your wishlist! MUSE: edison "eddie" fox, 26, he/they, queer, preschool teacher

HE HAD BEEN HEARING RUMORS THAT A CERTAIN SOMEONE WAS BACK. eddie had overheard some of the parents talking about them at pick up that afternoon. normally they did their best to tune it all out ⏤ eddie hated how easily they could talk about other people (and each other) but in a way they understood. there wasn't much else to do around here. but as soon as their name had been mentioned eddie couldn't help but listen. while he knew it was just talk he couldn't help but feel the sting of being out of the loop. of not knowing ⏤ the realization that if it was true, they hadn't reached out to them. eddie stayed late, prepping for the following week, if only to keep his mind occupied. by the time he leaves and pulls up in front of his grandmother's home ⏤ the one he's 'inherited', the one he can barely afford, the one that feels like it's falling apart around him ⏤ it's dark, but he can make out the shape of them on the stoop. eddie hesitates before he kills the engine, eyes adjusting to the dark as he approaches the house. "heard you were back," there's a sharpness to it, almost accusatory. heard you were back, but didn't hear it from you.

[bcrrycakes]

CLOSED FOR @slcwblooms / cont. from here

THE STATEMENT HAD LEXI'S FACE FALLING. she hates that it matters so much, knows that it's just semantics but it feels impossible to quell the worries. "so they haven't complained yet," lexi murmurs, glancing out at nothing in particular. it's a beautiful day and her girlfriend had put all of this together for her, but she just can't shake the mood. "you would tell me, right? if they do end up saying something about me?" it would sting, sure, but at least she would know. wouldn't have to constantly worry about what they actually thought about her. "it just… feels different," she shrugs, pauses, and reaches for ryan's hand, "i'm sorry for being such a downer."

[bcrrycakes]

CLOSED STARTER for @slcwblooms PLOT: when's the next train? from this post MUSE: viviana "vivi" hernandez garcia, 26, she/her, pansexual, heiress

THE NIGHT HAD TAKEN QUITE A TURN. despite her best efforts, vivi had missed the train. with a stolen missing card, drained phone battery, and some cash the train was her only option to get home. vivi should have known that going out on her own never ended well, but at least she wasn't entirely alone. had they just met at the club that night? sure ⏤ but vivi was glad for the company during the wait. "when's the next train?"

[tenderlove]

‧ ˚ ꒰ ♡ —— @slcwblooms : danny + naeun.

had  told  herself  it  meant  nothing.  that  the  extra  time  in  front  of  the  mirror  was  just  habit.  just  the  quiet  pressure  of  a  house  that  always  demanded  a  certain  version  of  her,  neat  and  unblemished  and  easy  to  present.  but  there  had  been  a  hesitation  in  the  way  her  hands  lingered,  in  the  small,  unconscious  choices  that  leaned  softer,  warmer,  closer  to  something  she  never  allowed  herself  to  be  here.  and  even  now,  moving  through  the  rooms  with  a  practiced  smile  and  careful  posture,  she  could  feel  it  under  her  skin.  that  faint,  restless  awareness  threading  through  everything.  turning  each  passing  second  into  something  that  stretched  just  a  little  too  long.  her  attention  slipping  away  from  conversations  before  they  could  fully  settle,  drifting  again  and  again  toward  the  door  as  if  drawn  by  something  she  refused  to  name,  until  she  caught  herself  doing  it  once  more  and  forced  a  light  laugh.  “ i  think  i’ll  bring  something  out  for  the  guests. ”  the  words  slipped  out  easily towards her mom,  already  reaching  for  a  plate  she  didn’t  really  need.  already  choosing  a  reason  that  would  look  natural  enough  to  everyone  else.

and  then  he  was  there.  just  as  she  stepped  forward.  the  timing  almost  too  precise  to  be  accidental.  she  didn’t  let  herself  pause.  didn’t  let  the  shift  inside  her  show  as  she  closed  the  distance  with  that  same  composed  ease.  offering  the  plate  as  if  it  were  the  only  purpose  behind  the  movement.  “ you  should  eat  something. ”  soft,  polite,  perfectly  in  place.  and  only  after  that,  once  the  space  between  them  had  settled  into  something  quieter,  something  that  felt  too  familiar  for  a  room  like  this,  did  it  slip  through.  lighter.  closer  to  the  truth.  “ you  made  it. ”  her  smile  threatened  to  give  her  away  for  a  second  before  she  reined  it  back  in,  tilting  her  head  just  slightly.  “ i  was  starting  to  think  you  wouldn’t  come. ”  the  tease  was  gentle.  almost  harmless.  though  it  lingered  between  them  longer  than  it  should  have,  carrying  more  than  the  evening  could  afford  to  hold.

[sogreens]

"i should have listened to you from the start." @slcwblooms

[totalhcnesty]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @slcwblooms ! (liked this post)

this last few months had been eventful. after taking a year off of the mlb to deal with everything that had happened to him, noel was once again actively playing. it felt good to be himself out there, no longer having to hide parts of himself for the sake of his career. so, for a second, it alsmost felt normal when he ran towards the hospital, him wearing nothing but a random ass t-shirt and a pair of pajama pants. he probably did get a few looks, either from people who knew who he was or because of his minecraft creeper pajama pants that he wore to bed. regardless, the harsh reminder that they were broken up didn't hit him until he saw approached the other's bed. "i'm their emergency contact, but we are broken up, i-if that makes sense." he explained to the doctors, before looking back at them. "i, uh, thought you would've changed it by now."

[ofdamnation]

' y'know this is kind of all your fault right ? you don't exactly have a choice here but to play along now . ' / closed starter for @slcwblooms , based .

[infinitebaths]

closed : @slcwblooms ── based on this

heard they would be at the show today, but noise and adrenaline had diverted his attention elsewhere. but stepping backstage, roar of the crowd dimming as he pulls his in-ears out, zade pauses as spots them off in his peripheral. leans back, glancing around where seven was being a little shit, to confirm his suspicion. devious grin tugs at one corner, turning on his heel to go steal them before kai can come down from his post-show high. so what if they were dating kai? their attention hadn't been too difficult for zade to steal from the get-go. quick, sure steps take him toward them, arm snaking around their waist with familiarity. clicks his tongue quietly. "this way, love," voice a low murmur — scratchy from a couple hours of singing. "the night's real fun begins this way." pulls them into his dressing room without so much as a glance backward.