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dependent mumu for mistyhqs written by sierra andrew kaspbrak . 27 . bartender beverly torrance . 30 . english professor abel garraty . 35 . paramedic clementine hanlon. 23 . artist

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@ofsingersandsaints​​ / closed starter / nicolette tomlinson

Abel stuffed his hands into his pockets, raising a brow as he approached what used to be Colie’s childhood home. He definitely wasn’t as nervous as he first was, knowing her parents wouldn’t be there to greet him, but even that was a slightly GUILTY relief. They were completely gone now and he hardly knew why he was really showing up again, frankly. Looking up and hanging out with an old girlfriend seemed like an incredibly bad idea but it was some kind of friendship to maintain too. 

Approaching the doors, he let himself inside, tapping on a bell that lied on the front desk. He was hoping Colie would just appear this way, but reception would surely know where she was too, wouldn’t they? He suddenly felt incredibly underdressed in his t-shirt and jeans considering the atmosphere. It was just so-- DIFFERENT. “ Hello? ” He called, letting out a deep breath, “ Anyone home? ”

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@mistysmoons​ / closed starter / laura taylor

Clem inhaled softly into her coffee, breathing in the fresh aroma of caffeine. She was doing her best not to lose her MIND in the midst of all the chaos of town and coffee seemed like the perfect way to do just that. When she finally opened her eyes, she saw Laura, one of the prettiest blondes in the whole damn place. As far as she was concerned-- she was one of the best ones considering her personality. Clem couldn’t help but smile.

“ Laura! ” She called, leaning onto her elbows, “ need a spot? ” The girl nodded toward the empty chair beside her, hoping she’d take it up. She definitely could use the company.

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@mercuriial​ / closed starter / rosemary adler

Andy didn’t know what brought him back here. Of all places in the world to seek out solace, he didn’t know what made him think that Rosie’s apartment would have been the FIRST choice, but his feet just-- carried him here. The original plan was simply to take a little night walk, maybe end up at the pier, let his SADNESS wash away but now he was at her door. It would be weird not to knock at some point, right? But what was he even supposed to say? 

Regardless, he went and did it anyway, hoping and not, that she would be home. And after a few moments-- the door did open. “ Rosie! Hey, ” he found himself saying with a smile, sticking his hands into his pockets. “ What’s up? You busy? ”

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[ sully ] :

“ uh, sorry, but it looks like we don’t — ” lips parted, sully’s attention is suddenly drawn AWAY from the customer by a familiar head of blonde curls passing by the display window. he hears the distinctive chime of the doorbell which is followed by beverly’s voice and instinctively, a small grin threatens to appear on his lips. but suddenly remembering the elderly woman before him, sully quickly REDIRECTS his attention back onto her — any hint of a smile forced away. “ we don’t uh, sell that book here. sorry ‘bout that. ” and with a disappointed nod, she walks away, leaving sully finally free to make his way back to the front where he finds beverly waiting by the counter. 

“ hey, ” he greets her with a WARM smile, arms behind his back, fiddling with the knot on his apron. “ i wasn’t expecting you — you should’ve told you were stopping by. maeve made these cookies and brought ‘em in for her shift this morning but i, uh — ” the older chuckles sheepishly as he sets the apron down, “ — well, i ate ‘em all. ” he leans with his hand on the edge of the counter and pauses to take a CURIOUS look at her. “ so, what’s up ? ”

Beverly couldn’t help but CRINGE, seeing that he'd been helping someone. Sometimes she forgot that she really wasn’t the only person that shopped for books around here. She was left to offer a very small, flittering wave for him to see out of the corner of his eye before she started just searching through the books in the front of the shop... Before she knew it, he was there and she already felt the warmth in her cheeks. 

Did she REALLY wanna give this back? Maybe she didn’t have to. But the memory of him walking out with someone else just kept reappearing in her mind. She wasn’t anything special. “ Sorry-- ” she mutters, shaking her head, “ --I should’ve let you know. Don’t blame yourself. ” She can’t help but watch though, how he looks at her and speaks to her. She almost becomes lost in it. “ Oh... Right, I just... ” She glances down at the sweater sadly, offering it up. “ I forgot to give this back to you from the other night. I’m sure you want it back. ”

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( tex ) ‌:

‘ jesus, clem, calm down. i’m not lookin’ at you, i’m lookin at the portrait of a DEAD KID you drew on the ground. isn’t that why you drew it ? for people to look at it ? ’ he asked, lighting a cigarette that hung loosely between his teeth. a long, awkward pause followed as he took a drag, coughing a little after he exhaled. ‘ people will look at it and feel a little bad, at least until it rains. or some asshole would draw over it. looks good, though. ever thought about wasting your money on arts school ? ’ the constant reminder of the little boy was about to plague the town for years to come, and that made tex feel … a lot of things. not afraid, not disgusted — mostly just tired. 

Clem let out a small chuckle, rolling her eyes when she realized it was just Tex. They could do no harm once so ever. “ Sorry, Tex, didn’t mean to bite your head off. ” It almost took her mind off the DREAD, if only for a short moment. “ Yeah, you’re right... I guess I thought he deserved something more than just being called the dead kid. I wanted people to remember his face. ” The look of his cigarette almost made her thirsty. She could use a good smoke. “ Watch me catch the disrespectful asshole that does it... ” She shook her head. “ I’ve thought about it once or twice. I’d just have to get clean for it and I’m not too big a fan of that, babe. ” Picking up another piece of chalk, she tilted her head at her work that far. “ Are you off today? ”

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@gcldveins​ / closed starter / malcolm o’sullivan

As a rather rough wind struck her, Beverly pulled Sully’s sweater closer to her chest. She had much rather preferred wearing it than holding it, but she had already been insistent on making sure she would return it safely. More often than NOT, she would wash the items she borrowed from friends, but somewhere in her unconscious mind, she really didn’t want to ruin the fact that it smelled like him. Sully. It seemed so silly to her. Especially just thinking of how she wasn’t exactly special in any way, shape, or form. Not to HIM. She shook the thought out of her mind. That didn’t matter. It didn’t. He was a very good friend to her. She was enjoying that. Just that was once so perfect to her.

She sighed as the familiar chime of the bell RUNG out, instinctively breathing in the scent of books before she forced a smile on her face. “ Sully? Are you around? ” She called out, searching for him around the counter.

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C’mon. We’re gonna dance. You dance? Well, we’re certainly gonna find out.

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[the-endless-mixtape]

Visit Original Link

Still Woozy//Goodie Bag

You know I wanna be Above everything But I’m just not there yet

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The Notebook (2004) dir. Nick Cassavetes

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Rosy (2018) Directed by Jess Bond

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@mistystarters​ / open to all

Abel was just trying to enjoy a nice cup of coffee. Sure, a lot was going on, and he was still trying to digest it all without melting down, but this coffee was the greatest thing to happen to him in a good long while. He wanted to try to calm down enough to enjoy it. As he took his first few sips, people-watching from his outside table, he just so happened to catch a person’s foot collide with a crack in the sidewalk, tripping them right to the ground. 

Shit, he thought, having heard some of the giggles from all around him. People have no sympathy. He let out a breath, leaving his precious coffee cup behind as he rushed to help the person. “Hey, you took a pretty rough tumble there,” he said, helping them over to the nearest bench. “You okay?” Already, he was checking them for any injuries.

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@mistystarters​ / open to all

The kid deserved something. All these apologies and sympathies didn’t mean shit when it came to the kid’s actual life. His spirit. She was gonna change that. Pulling out her chalk, she wiped her brow and started her drawing on the sidewalk. His damn missing posters were still plastered on the city poles. At least she had a decent resource for his likeness. Hours passed that felt like minutes in her focus, the shade of his cheekbones, the fullness of his smile... He was innocent, she felt guilty. 

Though, as she felt eyes on her, she continued working, while chalk covering her hands, clothes, and face. “Hey pal, got a staring problem?” She asked, raising a brow at her work, “or can I help you today?”

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i miss the old u // blackbear

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( hannah ) ‌:

“I do. I really do.” The brunette replied, smiling ever so sweetly at the words. It wasn’t hard to fall for them, not when they were spoken with such sincerity and affection. I love you. Hannah thought afterwards, frightened by the intensity of her own emotions. Caring for someone other than herself wasn’t second nature. “Hey, you’re an easy mark. A hug here. A kiss there. I get anything I want or need from you.” She teased.

“Good.” Andy meant it when he said it. He trusted Hannah the same way that he wanted her to trust him. Though, he was always left wondering what was behind those big brown eyes of hers. It always felt like there was more. Something she couldn’t tell him. The thought slightly worried him. “Oh, come on,” he said, “you say I can sleep with someone like I’m Cassanova and then you say I’m an easy mark? Something’s not true here.”

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( jessie ) :

Jessie gives Clem a smile it was nice for her to help her out because it saves her a lot of time for her to it herself seeing her put her sketchbook down wondering what she was drawing. “You are a life saver.” she said. “I’m the girl of course.”

Clem smiled, reading through while she glanced up at the other girl. “No worries but I’m not the best actor, babe. Forewarning.” Nodding, she picked up on what she assumed to be the girl in the script. “Of course! Alright, ready when you are.”

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( sid ) :

 “ i’m trying to not take it personally. “ sid sighs. “ but i am taking it SLIGHTLY PERSONALLY. “ maybe they just wanted to shake him up, to remind him of who he was. misty hollow had always been good at making sid feel so small, and inferior. that’s part of why he had to LEAVE. “ i should have known the 50-year-anniversary wouldn’t be a quiet one. “ sid shakes his head. “ stupid sid . “ he smiles though, to his friend. “ at least i get to see some of you guys again. you haven’t turned completely ugly in my absence, andy . “ sid teases. 

“I’m personally offended for you. I’ll take it up with the mayor,” Andy says, partially joking, partially not. All of this just felt so serious and it was, but maybe he just wanted a little light. Some of the past. It was just a little bit better than this. “You don’t think it’s some creepy weird old dude that never got caught, right? That’s not possible?” He hated the thought of it. That it was someone that watched them grow up. “Wow, an incredible compliment coming from Mr. Glamour over here,” he says, giving him a bump on the shoulder.

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( laura ) :

“no, when i was in school there was nothing more important than getting good grades.pretty much spent all my time studying.” she smiled a bit, then leaned against the railing of the pier, never looking away from him as she spoke. after everything that had just gone down with sai, it was nice to know there was someone else in town that viewed her as something more than…well…what everyone saw her as. “come on, it’s your turn. don’t slack off on me.”

“Ah, I see...” Andy said, nudging her arm, “you were a goody two shoes.” He did wonder if she ever went to college or life just turned her life around like it did with him. It was suddenly odd to him that he never knew. “Alright, alright, sorry,” he said, putting the thought in his back pocket for now. “Never have I ever cheated on someone.”