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[atvrvxia]

&. @stcrmcps​

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                       SHE WAS aware that there had never really been a chance with her and gabe. or if there had been a chance between them, it was long gone. it wasn’t like daisy held out too much hope that it’d be them someday. but she did have some hope. maybe it was nothing more than just daydreaming; a fantasy that would never come true. daisy was happy for gabe though. truly, she was. if there was anyone who deserved happiness, it was her friend. but at the same time, she wished she was the one making him happy. she was aware of how selfish that sounded and she hated herself for it. the redhead leaned on her elbows on the railing, staring out at the sky. it was only when she heard him that she turned to face him, standing up right. “yeah, yeah i’m sure,” daisy smiled weakly. “you know how i get with crowds sometimes,” ‘she lied smoothly. “anyway, why aren’t you back in there? enjoying your party?” 

[lilacwiinearchive]

a closed starter for @stcrmcps​ based off of this post (we drunk-kissed but you forgot about it and i don’t know how to act around you anymore wtf) featuring gracie. 

"nothing about last night sticks out to you?” they were having their usual post-night out breakfast (though it was closer to lunch at this point) and gracie couldn’t help herself. when she’d turned up at their place that morning she was expecting things to be awkward because of the kiss they’d shared the night before and yet things felt completely normal. while that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, she still felt like maybe they ought to discuss what had happened between the two of them. she’d vaguely mentioned as much as she could about what they’d done without actually saying they’d kissed, and when she was met with confusion it only caused some of her own. had she imagined it? “you didn’t do anything... i don’t know, out of the ordinary?”

[atvrvxia]

&. @stcrmcps

based on stuff we plotted

          BEING BACK in their hometown was weird, mainly because she hadn’t been back since the band decided to move to los angeles in order to pursue their musical career full-time. another reason why it was weird and also a little nerve-wracking was because the town was filled with so many memories, a lot of them painful for erin. but she chose to come back because it was javier’s parents’ anniversary, and they were throwing a huge party. mr. and mrs. morales had practically become her second parents with how they welcomed her and the others into their home, and encouraged them to use the garage to practice. she had gone out to try and buy them a present for their anniversary, trying her best to ignore the looks that she got. even now, being as famous as she was, she never really liked having people’s attention on her. she had kept her head down as she walked around, so she didn’t even notice that she was heading directly towards someone. when the two of them bumped into each other, erin mumbled out a string of apologies, only to stop when she realized who she had bumped into. “oh... um, s-sorry again for... for bumping into you,” she said quietly, feeling a lump in her throat as she avoided his eyes. 

[atvrvxia]

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based off the plot in the SOURCE LINK

          THIS WAS definitely not ideal in the slightest and dezzie missed her mom, her brother and her friends. it wasn’t fair that she was trying to do the right thing and she ended up in witness protection as a result. though the bright side ( and she always was looking for the bright side in everything ) was that she wasn’t alone in her new life. the downside was that cade was kind of... intimidating to say the least. he certainly wasn’t someone she would have befriended in her old life, but she had no choice, considering how he was supposed to be her husband for the time being. “hey, um, so you know how our agent said to act like we belong in this neighbourhood? one of our neighbours, the really perky one across the street with the two cats, just invited us to a barbecue at her house tomorrow night. i told her i’d check in with you if we have any plans. so do you want to go to the barbecue or no?” 

[stcrmcps]

this is a test

[risingmccns]

closed starter for @stcrmcps​​ (Audri) continued from here

“I know that I do.” Adrien said softly. He usually always chose to go with his heart or gut feeling rather than his head. Because when he thought with his heart, he could feel that he was doing something right. But that feeling wasn’t always there when he began to analyze certain decisions he made. “That’s not a bad thing though, right?”

[wuunderstruck]

@stcrmcps​ liked for a one-liner from jolie evans.

“when were you going to tell me about this?”

[chrryjuice]

closed starter! @stcrmcps​

they had been too late. much too late. the traffic jam had made it impossible to get through the streets and now they could only collect the rubble. it happened sometimes, it couldn't always go perfectly, but still it hit jack every time something like that happened. a whole existence, a home had been destroyed to the ground and nothing was left except soot and ashes. just thinking about how many memories had disappeared with it made him sick. he loved his job and would never have wanted to change it, but moments like these made it difficult to continue. he rolled up the hose, pinned it to the vehicle and ran a hand over his forehead, spreading soot on his face. at least everyone had escaped safely, nobody seemed to be injured and he was just about to help with the clean-up when he noticed a girl. no one seemed to take great care of her, while others were given blankets and rushed to the ambulance, nobody cared about her. he hesitated, because either she had been involved or she was just a passer-by. but the way she looked at the heap of rubble, that look on her face, he didn't hesitate any longer and walked quickly towards her. when he got to her, he took off his jacket to put it over her shoulders. "here, so you don't get cold. the warming blankets all seem to be in use because otherwise you would have been given one” he looked around briefly before turning back to her. "i'm sorry, we couldn't do more and ... i'm just really sorry." it felt terrible to have to utter such words. "the emergency services are already looking for accommodations for everyone, emergency accommodations for the night," he added. most of the time you could only stay there for a few nights, he bit his lip thoughtfully. “if you want, i still have a spare room, you could stay there. god, i know that must sound crazy because we barely know each other. but i wouldn't care how long you stay.” jack was almost a little embarrassed to suggest this, especially considering that his apartment wasn't a villa with a lake view after all. but somehow he felt the need to help, to have to do more after this fiasco.