#snakesimp

[juniperscreek]

@snakesimp

summer ended just a few short days ago, and juniper has been adamant about flying under the radar since her return to toronto. if she had it her way? she’d stay in montreal, get a job with the stem company she interned for, and kiss her life in the city she’s grown in goodbye. but, juno can’t imagine how her potential bosses would feel after finding out she’s pregnant. probably would be a better reaction than she had, which was staring at the bathroom counter scattered with seven positive pregnancy tests for nearly three hours until her roommate nudged her back to reality. and then? well, let’s just say she was lucky the other girl was there to catch her when she literally fainted. 

going unnoticed was going well, mostly kept herself at home - luckily able to take another week off of her shifts at the roller rink. but today? all she wanted was a greasy burger from the dot paired with a hefty tray of fries and a big ol’ chocolate shake. and, god, does it disgust her to have such sickly cravings - or cravings in general. newly blonde hair blows in the wind as she hops out of her truck, same old brown satchel swung over her shoulder as she makes her way towards the entry way, pushing open the door and.. oh, crap. expected to see spinner behind the counter - but juno was naïve to believe maybe jay - someone she went from texting daily to going completely radio silent the last ten or so weeks, wouldn’t be a patron today. lips part as their eyes meet, almost like she wants to spew out words but for once, juniper’s unable to recognize her vocal cords. so what does she do? furrow her brows together, spin on her heels and leaves the dot almost as quick as she had entered. 

[pantherbound]

[ SMIRK ] : while interacting with receiver, sender can’t resist a smirk. / jay n harper @snakesimp

there in the parking lot does harper stand, holding a box of various chocolates, pitching towards anyone in her sight. a charity fund the friendship club yearly hosts in order to raise money for the local church they all attend. and of course, harper is glad to help any way she could. “there’s milk and dark chocolate, caramel, almond, and wafer..” she states, finger tapping against each individual bar in the box she adjusts in her arms. “they’re a loonie each,” harper continues as her gaze flickers up, meeting jay hogarts, and his lopsided smug look has her lips pulling straight into a small, amiable smile. “what’s that look for?” she quips, cocking her head. “are you interested?”

[shaycooper]

❛ wanna see something scary? ❜ /from jay @snakesimp

ladle scoops into cauldron punch bowl, filling her cup with blood red spiked juice as the party surrounding her continues. taking advantage of another holiday, another cooper party takes place - possibly the last party shannon will host in her parents house before moving into her own place. halloween, though, was one of her favorites, only because of the dressing up - and she’s currently dressed in black latex suit, cat ears perky on her head, inspired by her movie of the week, mean girls. head lifts towards jay, brows raising suspiciously before her eyes take him in. “like… your attire? sorry to break it to you, jason, but i’ve long since grown accustomed to your horrific fashion taste.”

[callieopes]

@snakesimp​ ​

callie is drunk, cold, and thinking about jay a little more than usual tonight. it’s only been maybe a week, but the lack of banter and car rides has her feeling a different kind of blue. it’s not like she has the chance to catch his eye when he doesn’t even go to school, though when she’s lucky enough, she’ll catch a glimpse of his backwards hat in the parking lot talking to his old friends or meet his gaze in a crowd at a party paige or darcy drags her too. callie imagines he’s likely not thinking about her. probably still doing what jay does, going to parties and macking up on other girls. being the jay callie couldn’t even stand two months ago, but now, for some reason, felt weird not being around.

cue her sitting on the swing set at the park a ways from her house, half empty wine bottle in one hand and her phone in the other, jay’s name bright on the screen. had to unblock his number, blocked him as soon as they ended things to try and erase him from her memory like she had suggested. funny how she was the one to end things and she’s the one missing him. if she was sober, this wouldn’t be happening. she’d be distracting herself with tennis or a good book. a good book. she had just finished the one about the sleezy mechanic and the uptight princess. maybe that’s why he’s on her mind.

lifts the bottle to her lips, downs more than she could probably handle and she hiccups, looking down at her phone. her finger bounces between call and text, unsure which she’s up for right now. unsure which one he’d answer, if he did. callie goes for the safe option. now what the hell does she say?

[   sms   ➜   ]:  hey

and really, she should’ve left it there. but... 

[   sms   ➜   ]:  do you thtink its going to rain tongight ?

[michalchvk]

' so... is this like, a thing now ? ’ – jay / @snakesimp​

– PAIGE WRINKLES HER NOSE, reaction immediately visceral. ‘ ew, no ! ’ she replies a little too quickly, arms folded over her chest. ‘ just because we hung out, doesn’t mean that we’re . . . you know, friends or anything. it’s just hanging out. that’s not a thing. ’ – not that she’d been just about to ask him the next time he wanted to do this again, she’ll blame that on the booze. 

she lingers in the passenger seat of his car though, mind caught on the prospect of their supposedly blooming friendship. after all, just a few weeks ago, paige never would have imagined herself in jay hogart’s vehicle. alex probably wouldn’t even believe her if she tried to tell her about it. if they were even speaking. and then it occurs to her that this is actually the first time she’s thought about alex in HOURS. and that felt good. she wets her lips, turning over a thought in her mind before she looks over at him. ‘ but we could – maybe – do it again sometime. ’ 

[madisns]

mistletoe / from jay *on purpose @snakesimp​

madisons propped up on kitchen counter, unsure who it belonged too, but the buzz she was feeling shielded her from caring. her head waving side to side to the beat of the music, fingers tightening around the half empty bottle of beer in her hand. for the first time in awhile, she actually felt euphoric. though, it was probably the pot that had her feeling that way at the current moment. the sedated moment is brief, as jay approaches and dangles familiar plant above them. bringing the bottle back to her lips, madison curls her brows together, eyes trailing from the mistletoe, then down to meet his. 

“     what’s that?     “     she questions, eyes rolling as she starts taking another gulp of cheap beer. she knows exactly what is. spending the holidays with shannon showed her. but it doesn’t stop her uninterested ( yet, there’s a hint of playful teasing, ) tone towards jay as he holds it above them. 

[empathos]

i simply love them @snakesimp​

[popwellsarch]

“  how  would  one  of  you  gorgeous  ladies  like  to  go  out  with  me  friday  night?  “  jay /  @snakesimp​  asked.

she  had  been  sitting  on  the  steps  towards  the  school  talking  to  a  few  girls  from  media immersion  when  he  approaches  with  such  pride.  her  lashes  flicker  for  a  moment,  a  little  taken  back  by  his  boldness.  jay,  was  it?  yeah.  she’s  seen  him  around.  more  importantly,  sunny’s  almost  sure  she’s  seen  him  with  his  tongue  down  some  girls  throat  a  few  times  in  the  hall  or  parking  lot.  her  eyes  briefly  look  at  her  friends,  thinking  maybe  he  was  more  so  asking  them,  rather  than  her.  still,  her  eyes  meet  him  again.  “  i  ...  um  ...  don’t  you  have  a  girlfriend..  or  something  ?  “