a fragile little flame

. anastasia tremaine , ——— cause they are the hunters & we are the foxes & we run

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send ur opinion of me on anon

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( lovcrxboy )

“Remind me why we came here in the first place.”

a scoff left her lips as she couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him. “because i stupidly mentioned it was a great day to go to the beach — which by that i meant it was a great day to just lounge around and tan but you somehow interpreted it as a great day to go sailing which of course, would have been great except i don’t know what i’m doing and i can’t tie this stupid knot and i’m pretty sure we’re both just waiting our time here by you trying to teach me the basics of sailing. look, can we just drop this and do something that isn’t so pointless? like tanning or drinking .. or tanning and drinking.” 

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( lilopls )

“Alright, listen up!” Lilo cleared her throat, getting into announcement mode. “As of today I am a legal adult, so I’m going to need everyone to stop treating me like a child. I know my rights. I can get a tattoo. I can open a bank account and start a will. I can buy tobacco. I can get married. I can sue someone. The world as we know it has changed. I am a woman now, and I expect to be treated as such.”

hazel eyes looked on unfazed as lilo made her announcement. red curls bounced as she cocked her head to the side, a perfectly groomed eyebrow arching unimpressed. a dramatic sigh leaving her lips as she rested her hands on her hips. “am i suppose to congratulate you one such milestone or something?” she couldn’t help but snicker at lilo’s mention of being a woman. “yeah, no. look, pelekai, i’m sorry .. no, who am i kidding? not sorry to break it to you but it doesn’t actually work like that. sure, you can get a tattoo but why? i mean, you’re only going to end up regretting it five years down the line. as far as a bank account, sure, why not? that’s not actually a bad idea but a will? unless you have something actually valuable to give to someone. ew. tobacco? god, that’s disgusting, even for you,” she paused, a smirk forming on her lips. “okay, now marriage and suing people, that i’m all for. but if you’re gonna marry, marry rich and if you’re gonna sue, sue someone with a ton of money.”

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asking for myself lmao. can you die from like spring allergies bc my left nostril is numb from idk the sneezing? or whatever? like my nose itches so much and there’s nothing i can do about it. sEND HELPL.

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dicaramellc

Cara giggled at her phone screen as she texted the Sugar Racer’s group chat. The poet had always loved people watching for the relaxation benefits, but on occasions when she spotted a person wearing or doing something ridiculous, it was essential that she text the squad. Anastasia Tremaine was the butt of the joke this time, and it wasn’t the first time a fashion faux pas of hers was giggled about. Perhaps Cara had made herself too obvious, though, as Ana seemed to catch her eye.

“Oh, hey! Love the earrings. A strong look.”

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trying to capture the perfect picture was never easy as it looked, ana knew this all too well. the porcelain mug holding a beautiful piece of latte art seemed to be the bane of the redhead’s existence as she struggled to capture the perfect shot. she knew she looked silly, playing with the cup as she angled her phone one way and then another way but a like was a like and ana couldn’t risk not getting enough likes on a post. still, it stop the girl from shifting awkwardly in her seat as she felt eyes fall on her. any attention is good attention, she reminded herself, trying to shrug it off. it wasn’t until she heard a giggle that her attention shifted to its source as her eyes fell on cara. 

a grin from ear to ear formed on stained red lips as cara’s compliment. “oh my god!” she gushed, "finally, someone who understands taste!” the earring were a bit of a choice to say the least but anastasia had reassured herself that as long as she had the attitude, she’d be able to pull them off. the perfect instagram picture suddenly took a backseat as chatting with cara took priority. who needed a like on a post when someone with actual influence was interested in talking to her? inviting herself over, ana made way to where cara was at. “you know,” she started, lowering her voice so that only cara could hear, “i was actually a little worried i wasn’t going to be able to pull off this look but i’m so glad you said something. i feel so much better now.”

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hi bbs! i’m so sorry for my sucky activity lately. i ended up with cramps from hell and i couldn’t do much and it’s like 95° ( f ) right now so i just wanna die bc i keep getting headaches from the heat and i can’t really focus but i’ll try to be on later today and if not, i’ll for sure be on tomorrow ♡  also, i wanted to make a list of who i owed replies to. if i owe a reply to your character ( on either of my children ) just let me know! bc i know they’re especially scattered on ana’s. p.s. i legit had to proof read this post twice because of the amount of typo’s it had — aka proof that my brain isn’t functionally correctly right now lol.

anastasia

panic

belle

andrina

merida

jumba

cara

hades

peter

pearl

fred

hans

angela

jenny

toulouse

marie

belle

merida

whittier

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brb i just remembered coco is on netflix and i’ve been failing at life and haven’t watched it yet. adios, amigos ~~~

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lloydorangeboar

     “you know –– sometimes you overhear the weirdest conversations and in the most inappropriate settings,” lloyd rambled on speaking to no one in particular. “for example –– at king candy’s there was just this old guy talking about how he’s already on his fifth wife linda, while i’m over there just trying to enjoy my time !” he had to stop himself before he got too heated. “wait –– sorry. what were you saying ?”

ana’s sulked as she was cut off mid-sentence, trying not to care about lloyd’s story. a fifth wife named linda? .. well, that sounded interesting, ana had to give him that. “oh. you mean kind of like how people will interrupt you to tell you about the weirdest conversation they heard at the most inappropriate time? i mean, do you really think that interrupting me while i’m talking about childhood trauma is the best time to talk about what you heard at some arcade?” she was lying, trying to see just how much attention lloyd had been paying at her gushing about the newest vogue magazine. “oh, no,” she shook her head, “please, go on with your story. i’m just dying to hear more about linda and the old guy get it on to marvin gaye.”

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attinabenson

Sticking another bobby pin into her hair as she hurried to get ready, Attina made her way across her house at the sound of knocking at the door. She was normally an early riser, but against her better judgement, she had decided to sleep in this morning. Now she was frantically rushing to get ready when the sound of an unexpected arrival pulled her away from her routine. “I’m coming!” she called out across her living room, opening the door to greet the person on the other side.

a frown was placed on ana’s lips as the girl opened the door, greeting her from the other side. “you said you wouldn’t be late again,” ana reminded her, “you know, your words are starting to lose their value.” she looked attina from head to toe, shaking her head in disapproval. “you know we have ten minutes to make our reservation across town? i swear, attina, if i get pulled over for speeding you’re gonna be the one paying the ticket.”

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matthewpanics

“It isn’t even noon yet, and it already feels too hot outside to drink coffee,” Panic admitted with a shake of his head disappointingly. “H-How is anyone gonna survive this?” He could already feel sleep deprivation kicking in, but it was mostly him being a little dramatic.

ana’s eyes narrowed as an eyeroll ensued by his comment. was he for real? “ugh,” she groaned, “really? that’s your biggest problem right now? that’s such an easy fix — there’s such a think called ‘ice’ you know? problem solved. now, some of us have actual problems, you know? like i can’t find my favorite pair of jimmy choo’s! tell me, matthew, how am i suppose to get laid when i’m wearing the wrong pair of shoe’s!” she whined. 

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when your poor but hungry: i brought an everything and cheese bagel with me from work but i don’t have butter or cream cheese but the famine is real and i have honey margarine so guess what i just did??? well, i sliced the top part with the cheese and ate that by itself but the rest of it .. :-)))))

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@quinnisqueen: Currently taking applications for a date to an upcoming award show next week. Must dress appropriately and not completely annoy the shit out of me to be eligible.

@officialstasia: um, excuse me. hi?? i'm totally available, dress to kill, and make one hell of a date.

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@GoldenGirl: I'm currently taking applications for someone to gimme a hug?

@GoldenGirl: Sounds pathetic, feel pathetic but hey! I'm just calling it how I see it

@GoldenGirl: benefits of this hugs is that... i'm a real good hugger.

@officialstastia: yeah, no. you lost me at taking applications.

@officialstasia: and you would be correct, that is pretty pathetic.

@officialstasia: no, that's not gonna cut it for me. i need an even trade. i bring by a boyfriend pillow and you give me something in exchange for my troubles.

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<anonymous forum>

dr.evil: if any1 needs a job done, dr.evil is available again. cash and bitcoin only.

diamondlover123: and how much exactly will getting more likes and followers on insta cost me??

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 archrymer

Merida had been alone at the park, bow and arrow in hand and a target pinned against a tree about a good distance away from her. She took in a deep breath, then lifted her bow with her left hand, string drawn with right and the arrow snugged between. Her back was straight, her feet shoulder width apart, her legs felt relaxed, her shoulders were directly pointed at the target, and her mind was completely and utterly clear— it was just focused on the target and the target alone. Merida exhaled and was just about to finally release her arrow towards the target when— during the very last second, someone walked within her line of sight, causing the curly haired redhead to lose her concentration and accidentally shoot! 

The arrow flew directly towards the person, barely just missing them by a hair and pinned itself against a nearby tree. Merida let out an aggravated huffed, throwing her hands towards her sides. “Did ye just?! Did ye seriously just get in the way of my practicing?!” She exclaimed, not even bothering to ask if the person was alright, rather choosing to stomp towards the tree her arrow stuck itself to. “I could have shot yer eye clean off if ye had been any closer!”

“yes .. okay .. yes, i understand .. no, mother. of course not but—” ana was cut off mid-sentence as she was cut across the park, already late for the lunch endeavor’s her mother had planner for her. the meeting with .. what’s his face? his name escaping ana as her attention shifted from the reprimand her mother had been giving her to the arrow that had just missed her. forgetting her mother was on the line, ana’s dropped her arm to her side as she stood frozen for a moment, wide eyed in fear at what had just happened, what could have happened. fury coursing through her body as she looked back at the tree before turning to the unruly redhead.

“HAVE YOU FUCKING LOST YOUR GODDAMN MIND?!” ana shrieked, caring little for whoever could hear her as she followed the girl toward the tree the arrow was stuck at. “i got in your way?” she echoed. “ i. got. in. your. way?” a scoff left her lips as ana’s stare grew cold. “what the fuck is wrong with you? did you seriously just escape a mental asylum? you could have killed me! i swear, who the fuck decides to use a park out of all places for archery practice?!” 

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