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• DOMESTIC AESTHETIC ♡ JIM MASON •
CODY FERN as JIM MASON | The Tribes Of Palos Verdes (2017)
eva's taylor swift inspired prompt list
hi friends!
ive been searching for a taylor swift lyric writing prompt list for so long now! i know there are a few already made that are floating around, but i wanted to make a more concise version that made sense for me and the characters i write for :')
so please feel free to send a prompt w which character!
(michael langdon, andy dolan, jim mason, duncan shepherd, etc. + nate)
also if you're a writer and like these prompts feel free to rb to have people send you some too :')
its 2 am and im cursing your name
but if we loved again, i swear i'd love you right
my mind forgets to remind me - you're a bad idea
it's just wrong enough to make it feel right
i think it's strange that you think i'm funny 'cause he never did
i bet it never ever occurred to you that i can't say "hello" to you and risk another goodbye
i'd like to be my old self again, but i'm still trying to find it
this is the last time, i won't hurt you anymore
his hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room
don't blame me love made me crazy
do the girls back home touch you like i do?
you should take it as a compliment that i got drunk and made fun of the way you talk
i don't want you like a best friend
you squeeze my hand three times in the back of the taxi
i'd marry you with paper rings
i don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you
for whatever it's worth, i love you, ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?
baby kiss it better
i knew you'd miss me once the thrill expired
i never learned to read your mind; i couldn't turn things around
there goes the last great american dynasty
because i dropped your hand while dancing left you out there standing
you could call me "babe" for the weekend
can this man ever play a role that isn’t heartbreaking or
i've never been kissed before so you volunteer but i decline, we're best friends and it would be weird, but a couple hours later i lay awake in my bed and i can't stop thinking about what it would be like to kiss you and suddenly i regret what i said x Jim 😚
This prompt was meant to be a Jim prompt 🥺 also Jim is college-aged, as he is in everything that I write about him.
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An end-of-the-year camping trip with friends is, in your opinion, the best way to celebrate being done with finals. Surrounded by nature and those you care for, with good food and good laughs...there’s really nothing else you can ask for. It’s a small group, but it’s the group that you’ve known for almost two years now, since freshman year of college.
The eight of you are gathered around a campfire, roasting various foods to see how they’ll taste and throwing things into the pit to see the flames spark and crackle. Drinks are flowing, joints are being passed; you could say that the vibes tonight are immaculate.
“Okay, okay,” Xavier Plympton, an acting major with a desire to bring aerobics into the 21st century, speaks up. “Never have I ever...gotten arrested.”
A couple of groans are heard around the circle, and you watch to see who takes a sip of their drink and lowers a finger. Jim, you expected, since he told you about his arson streak in high school. You’re best friends, so of course you’ve told each other everything. The always dark and mysterious Michael Langdon, not so much.
“Really, Michael?” you say in disbelief.
He shrugs. “I was a troubled teen.”
“I want to go next!” Medina, Jim’s twin sister, yells. “Never have I ever--”
“‘Dina, that’s not how the game works. One of the people that takes a drink does the next ‘never have I ever,’“ Jim explains.
She huffs, rolling her eyes before continuing anyways. “Never have I ever gone skinny dipping.”
Most people in the group take a drink, yourself included. This is one of the only times you have drank while playing this game. It’s not that you were a goody-two-shoes growing up, or that you had strictly religious parents or anything like that. You’re just cautious, and you tend to overthink things until the moment has passed.
“Well, look who finally drank!” Of course Jim would notice that you had been noticeably absent from the game.
“(Y/N) hasn’t been drinking?” Montana Duke cries in disbelief. “Are we not fun enough for you to pay attention to?”
“No, it’s not that!” you assure. “I just...haven’t done most of the things that you guys have been saying. I’m not going to drink when I haven’t done something; that defeats the purpose of the game.”
“Okay then, your turn, since you finally drank,” Montana smirks. “Say something that will get us all out.”
“Montana, that seems kinda mean-spirited,” Mallory Howell pipes up.
“It’s fine, I’m not a pussy.” Maybe it’s the alcohol giving you confidence, or just you finally being out of fucks to give, but you toss the rest of your drink back and stare at the fire. “Never have I ever been kissed.”
The group erupts in shouts and you roll your eyes, even though you can feel your cheeks heating up almost immediately.
“You’re serious? Never?” Coco St. Pierre Vanderbilt, resident rich girl of the group, yells. She’s always super loud when she’s high. “How?”
“I don’t know. Just never felt like kissing anybody I’ve been on a date with.”
“Shit, (Y/N), we gotta get you some action,” Xavier says.
“I could be your first kiss,” Jim says suddenly, anxiously taking a hit from a joint when he feels everybody’s eyes on him. “Y’know, that way you could get it over with, and it’s not with some stranger or somebody that you don’t like.”
“That’s, uh--I mean, that’s super nice, but...we’re best friends. I think it would make things a little weird, y’know?”
“Yeah, you’re right,” Jim chuckles with a shrug. “Sorry, I’m super high.”
That dispels the sudden tension, and everybody laughs.
“Okay, Mallory, you’re next,” you say, directing the attention to the brunette. You can’t help but glance at Jim, who’s looking right at you. He raises his cup to you, and you feel unexpectedly shy, quickly looking back into the flames.
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The fire’s long-since died down, everybody retreating to their tents as the chill of the night took over their senses and sent them to sleep. Everybody, that is, but you. Medina’s dead asleep next to you, snoring softly, but you’ve been staring at the red fabric of the tent for at least an hour now, unable to stop thinking about what Jim said. Would he actually want to kiss you? Or was he just saying that to be nice? You can’t help but to think about what it would be like if you had said yes to his offer. What would it feel like, to kiss Jim Mason? His lips are probably soft, and he just seems like he would be a good kisser.
You sigh, running your hand over your face and sitting up. You quietly throw a hoodie on, trying not to wake up Medina. Though, from the sounds of it, she’s not waking up for anything. Unzipping the front of the tent, you crawl out and walk towards the remnants of the fire. From the light of the moon, you can see a silhouette sitting on one of the lawn chairs, obviously having the same idea as you.
Blue eyes look up at you, and you stop in your tracks when you realize it’s Jim. “Hey,” he says.
“Hey,” you reply.
“Couldn’t sleep?”
“No. Medina’s snoring.”
“Would have thought you were used to that by now, what with you two being roommates for two years.”
“Most of the time, I am.” Jim pulls an empty chair close to his, gesturing for you to sit. “It’s so peaceful out here.”
“Yeah, it is. I wouldn’t mind living out here.”
You’re both silent for a while, taking in the nature around you. “Jim?” you say finally.
“What’s up?”
“Did you...mean what you said? About being my first kiss?”
“I mean, yeah. But you’re right, we’re best friends, it would probably make things weird.”
“Well, what if I was okay with taking that chance?” It feels like the air shifts, goosebumps rising on your skin as Jim looks at you and moves closer.
“Can I be honest?” You nod. “I’d be perfectly fine with things being weird.” His hand comes up to caress the side of your face, and you bite your lip.
“Will you kiss me?”
Jim looks from your eyes to your lips and back again, leaning in and gently pressing his lips to yours. Your eyes flutter shut; it’s everything that you thought kissing Jim would be. His lips are just as soft as you had imagined, and he kisses you so tenderly that you think you finally understand what the books mean when they say a person swoons. Jim pulls away, grinning at the dazed look in your eye.
“Was that okay with you?” Jim asks.
“More than okay.” You kiss him again, cautiously. “We should have been doing this a lot sooner.”
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bitches be like “this movie radiates comfort” and then its just the tribes of palos verdes 😐
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