#swyer

[averonica]

jK WE MAUVE AND CHARTREUSE UP IN HERE ILY

                        I    SEE    YOUR     TRUUUUE     COLORS.

MAUVE = You are really talentedCHARTREUSE = You’re my homie

                           i love u,

[heirblood]

the scraping of metal  as he kicks motorcycle stand out to lean bike on its side  and   the   click !   of plastic buckle enabling him to take  matte - black helmet up  &  off  broad shoulders.  jet - black waves  flop  when  released  from constricting cage  and  shoulder blades push together in an effort to stretch muscled back beneath black leather.  a  thoughtless glance over to rearview mirror stops him  when he notices a figure,  some  girl,  with a gaze locked on him.  constant  scowl  persists, and  while  he doesn’t bother to even turn his head,  his confrontation is just as  unforgiving of such a  shameless  stare. 

❝    ———   i   can  see  you.  ❞  

@swyer

[vsprtin-blog]

                                                  you’re not jealous     ,     jason dean     !       your skin doesn’t itch at the sight of foreign fingers curling around her waist   ,    contaminating her light     ,    smudging her flesh     .   that’s what he tells himself     ,     grip denting red solo cup     .   then they start going upstairs    . his blood boils so hot it burns black      .     his fingers itch for his belt    ,     where he’d hoister his gun if he had it-----     but he didn’t     .     he was trying to be the good guy     ,     remember     ?     he considers this a ploy to test his anger    .     .     .     show her that he has   RESTRAINT    ,    COMPASSION    ,   FORGIVENESS      . but that would be a lie    ,    wouldn’t it     ? so he approaches    ,    grip finding it’s home in her bicep    ,   albeit a little too hard     .     ‘   she’s not interested     .    ‘        /   @swyer

[teenhrror-a-blog]

    TEETH  PULLED  AT  HIS  BOTTOM  LIP,     more  to  stop  himself  from  saying  anything  that  was  just  going  to  lead  to  more  of  an  argument.     but  fuck,  it  would  be  so  easy  to  point  out     AGAIN     that  kurt  and  ram  had  nothing  but     date  rapes  and  aids  jokes     to  the  school.     it  was  actually  a  better  place  without  them.     plus,  she  believed  the  lie  because  she     WANTED     to  believe  it.     all  things  that  could  be  saved  for  when  he  wasn’t  trying  to  prove  to  her  that  he  was     .     .     .     willing  to  attempt  to  do  all  the     NORMAL     seventeen  year  old  bullshit  as  long  as  it  meant  she  was  back  in  his  life.     taking  a  deep  breath,  running  a  hand  through  his  hair  as  he  looks  up  at  her,  sapphire  eyes  finding  her’s  straight  away,     “     i     PROMISE     ,  no  more,     ”     he  better  throw  out  heather’s  copy  of  moby  dick  before  veronica  finds  it,  otherwise  that  wasn’t  going  to  make  it  look  like  he  was  trying  to  keep  any  promise. 

@swyer​     / /     (  x  )

[momfckr]

STARTER CALL -- @swyer

                ❝ You got a light ?  ❞  he questioned the girl in the court yard , pulling his unlit cigarette from his lips and motioning to her . He didn’t know who any of the other seniors were , but she looked like she could be one of them . As long as she wasn’t part of Harrington's harem of fawning princesses he didn’t give a shit if she could light him .  ❝   I’m fresh out .  ❞

[nosycop-blog]

*. @swyer!  //  starter call.

 “ ---   HEY.  HEY!   PUT THAT DOWN.  i’m not partin’ with that.”   worriedly moving to veronica’s side before she could even be  TEMPTED  to toss the old,  dusty book in the  gaping /  EMPTY  GARBAGE CAN.   okay, so jim was a bit of a hoarder.   a lot of a hoarder.   he could admit that.    but,  hell!  he never knew when he was going to need this stuff.   

fingers pry open the tome after he blows  DUST  off it,  and it reveals itself to be a  PHOTO ALBUM.   “ --  my mom made this.”  jim says softy,  almost in  WONDERMENT  ( his mother was but a distant dream. ),   glancing  up  at  nearby daughter.   “you want to look?   see some embarrassing pictures of your pop?” 

[mcmmyissues-blog1]

   how  do  we  know  @swyer  is  not  the  killer?

    starter  call  / /  accepting  AF

    “     WHAT?     WAS     I     supposed  to  resist  the  temptation  to  climb  through  your  bedroom  window?  it’s  not  like  you  got  any  secrets  you  can  hide  from  me  .  .  .  remember,  i’m  still  holding  your  diary  hostage  till  you’re  ready  to  actually     TALK     to  me,     ”

[blownoffsa]

swyer replied to your post:      whom do i have to pay for an active jd

HONESTLY SAME

       do we just scare them away