#wilsohns

[kindofvertigo]

《 @wilsohns 〈 carrie 〉 liked 》

He’d only shown up because Charlie called and said she needed a ride home. There wasn’t usually any other reason why he’d want to spend his Saturday night at one of Carrie’s parties. Unfortunately, Charlie wasn’t waiting out front when he got there like she said she would be, and that meant he had to venture inside.

After spending too much time searching and not seeing his sister anywhere, he decided to step out back for some air. It was so quiet out there that it took him a second to realize he wasn’t alone.

“Skipping out on your own party?”

[shinemadea]

@wilsohns​  |   sc

        “  is  that  your  crafty  little  way  of  congratulating  me  ?  “ 

[wiltedthrone]

♡     ⇢    ﹙   @wilsohns​   ﹚      ﹒      ❝   If you wake me up, I will throw sharp objects at you.   ❞       ;      meme tag     ,      accepting

“  oh,  re-tweet.  eight  hours  of  beauty  sleep  is  a  must.  you  don’t  get  clear  skin  and  bouncy  hair  from  açai  bowls  and  yoga  alone.  it’s  like,  a  whole  process.  ”  seeing  as  they  were  both  content  creators,  it  only  made  sense  that  naturally  they  would  end  up  collabing  at  some  point.  audrey  was  very  much  picky  with  her  makeup,  but  would  do  anything  for  a  video,  so  she  dropped  her  guard  and  decided  to  let  carrie  dirty  candy-ify  her.  even  if  she  wasn’t  in  the  group,  it  would  still  be  nice  to  steal  the  look,  if  only  for  one  day.  

“  okay  so  carrie,  i  know  pink  is  your  signature  color,  and  i  totes  respect  that  since  its  your  group,  but  if  i  was  in  dirty  candy  what  do  you  think  my  color  be?  ooh!  do  i  also  get  a  cute  candy  nickname  like  the  spice  girls?  ”

[contradictivs]

❛  22 .   a  kiss  on  the  forehead .

Ryder had not paid any attention to the sudden approach. Pencil gently tapping against his opened notebook, attention on the highlighted notes that he had been pouring over for the last who knows how long. The only thing that managed to get his attention was the backpack being set down in his peripheral and then the feeling of something pressed against his forehead. He had to stop himself from making a little face, pulling back to glance up at Carrie with a raised eyebrow. “Is this how we’re greeting each other now? Because I didn’t know that that changed.”

[contradictivs]

“That’s two out of three that I’ve gotten the upper hand.”

“I didn’t know that people took checkers so seriously.” The comment was muttered as he glanced over the board. It seemed clear that he was trying to figure out what his next move would be. It also seemed clear that he was regretting the idea of all the rematches that he had challenged Carrie to. But what other way did they have to pass the time that they had to sit around and wait for the teacher to come back? Ryder supposed that they could simply leave or sit on there phones. But they were into it now. “And that’s only because I wasn’t taking it as seriously as you were.”

[contradictivs]

❝ i don’t want to do this anymore. ❞

Ryder always seemed to pride himself on the fact that people saw him as someone friendly. There were countless people who had proven the idea that just about everyone saw Ryder as one of those people that was everyone’s friend. Maybe not completely friends with everyone, they still seemed to trust him enough to open up to him without any real prompting or prior conversations with him. Or he was always just at the right place at the right time to see people finally relent and say whatever was on there mind. 

And, while he did pride himself on it, he had no idea how to react when people opened up to him. It was worse since he had a habit of not keeping up with the things that went on around the school unless they affected him directly. Which was part of the reason why he seemed so surprised at Carrie’s words. An eyebrow raised and he glanced around, checking to see if there was anyone else that could possibly hear the confession. “Wanna talk about it?” Ryder offered after a second. “I’m told that I’m good at listening to people.”

[hsheartthrob]

@wilsohns​ sent :  ❝ stop making me laugh, i’m gonna fall in love. ❞

               HE DIDN’T KNOW how he was supposed to make her laugh anymore, considering Carrie had reached up the distance between them and covered his mouth with her hand, stifling whatever he had planned to say next. His eyes, however, continued to sparkle with amusement over the muzzle, and he raised his eyebrows. 

He stayed quiet for a minute, but then shook his head to rid himself of her hand and laughed loudly — a big, free, belly laugh — and grinned mischievously at Carrie. 

“You’re not gonna do that,” he argued. “You’re too busy for anything like that. ‘Sides, don’t you like laughing? Like, that’s a happiness thing, right?” 

[hsheartthrob]

( @wilsohns​ ) « starter!!!

               THERE WAS SOMETHING that he extra loved about Carrie. Maybe it was just the fact that he loved all of the Dirty Candy girls and she was, like, extra Dirty Candy, or something, but Nick just had that little bit of extra delight whenever she’d come in the music room. She was stupid talented, with chops for days, but he figured it was mostly about her drive. He just got excited when someone knew who they were and what they wanted to be. 

He’d gone in early to school that day because Cal was giving him a ride to practice after school and he’d had to come in for a dress rehearsal with the band, so he’d made his way to the music classroom to dick around until class started. — That was, until he opened the door and saw it was already occupied. Trying to make as little noise as possible, he slid into his seat and placed his guitar case on the ground on one side of his chair and his hockey duffle on the other. He’d usually keep his duffle in Cal’s car, but his best friend had said he was on his own to lug it around that day due to some midday car detailing situation or something. Ah, well: it wasn’t the worst thing to ever happen. 

He grinned at Carrie as her song finished up and gave a smattering of applause. 

“Sounding that good right away in the morning should be a crime.”