GLASS CASTLE,

the  broken  hearts  [  ...  ]  break  hearts.

[ve1lon]

  ۶ৎ  ˙  𝖵𝖤1𝖫𝖮𝖭,  a  roster  that  includes  some  of  new  york's  most  prestigious  influences.  a narrative depicting:  to  be  loved  by  me  is  a  privilege  ,  seduce  and  destroy  ,  divine  femininity  ,  may  the  best  heartbreaker  win  ,  her  presence  alone  is  an  elixir  and  she  knows  it.  crafted  &.  penned  by  𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘦  ,  dependent  of  @  manhattantv  —  do  not  interact  if  not  affiliated. 

𝗌𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖺 j.  𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗅𝖾   ⋆   𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗇𝖾,   𝖲J𝖢. 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖺  𝗀.  𝗄𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗒   ​​​​​​​ ⋆   𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍  𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽,  𝖢𝖦𝖪. 𝗄𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗌  𝗍.  𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍    ​​​​​​​ ⋆   ​​​​​​​ 𝘦𝘺𝘦  𝘰𝘧  𝘵𝘩𝘦  𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘦𝘳,   𝖪𝖳𝖢. 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾  𝗋.  𝗏𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍   ​​​​​​​ ⋆   𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨  𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩  𝘵𝘩𝘦  𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭,  𝖦𝖱𝖵.

[snowbairdd]

LAURA HARRIER getting ready for the 2026 Met Gala (May 04, 2026)

[dynast1es]

 ❝    the  bottom  of  my  dress  is  already  ruined.    ❞  valentina  insists,  giving  little  thought  to  the  grief  of  the  beautiful  design  destroyed  by  nature's  grasp.  what  matters  is  that  they  get  out  of  here.  she  laughs,  gesturing  down.  ❝    if  my  heels  are  too,  they're  easily  replaced.  i'm  planning  a  spree  after  all  this,  anyways.   ❞  bottle  long  emptied,  femme  drops  it  to  the  side  as  she  approaches  in  slow  steps  -  cautious  of  the  ground  beneath  her  feet.  she  reaches  a  hand  out,  ❝    come  on,  just  take  my  hand.  it's  worth  a  shot.    ❞

[ve1lon]

gaze flicks to meet the ends of valentina's gown, a subtle nod given as she appreciates the similarities both of them faced right now — the first time in quite a while. " got your eye on anything in particular yet? " sasha asks, finding interest in barbie's future shopping spree, or she was just plain nosey. attention now drifts to extended hand, slight hesitation due to being unsure whether olive branch could be trusted — shoulders soon lose tension, taking the hand offered and slowly beginning to wiggle heel free from embedment in mud.

[adorvd]

more  preference  for  sweet  over  sour,  brunette  still  always  kept  a  stash  of  snacks  within  her  cupboard  better  suited  to  the  tastes  of  her  friends.  the  least  she  could  do  for  those  she  loved  , and  she  beamed  with  joy  that  the  selection  was  well  received.  “  yay  !  ”  excitement  punctuated  with  the  clap  of  her  hands.  after  the  chaos  of  the  past  week,  let  alone  the  months  prior,  something  lowkey  was  an  absolute  need.  “  there’s  that  little  place  down  the  street  that  makes  the  really  good  white  pizza  ,  but  you  know  i’m  not  opposed  to  branching out to somewhere new.  ”  and really,  was there ever such a thing as bad pizza?

[ve1lon]

opening something sour and fizzy first and foremost, licking the sugar off of tips of fingers after each sweet consumed with a smile stretching bigger than the last. sweet tooth satisfied with selection offered to her, but stomach growling at the mention of pizza indicating she wants it. " i think that means pizza is a must, and that place was so good last time. " cat agrees, sharing laughter. " just one request — no pineapple on pizza this time. " body shudders at the thought, italian roots largely disappointed the last time.

[adorvd]

head  turned,  gaze  shifting  to  look  her  friend  over,  not  without  scrutiny  before  tongue  met  the  roof  of  her  mouth  and  back  of  her  teeth,  audible  tsk  perforating  the  air. “  if  it  isn’t  the  consequences  of  your  own  actions.  ”  the  normal  cool  rasp  of  her  voice  holding  a  playful  note for  sasha  as  she  leaned  forward,  grabbing  a  second  mug  of  coffee  off  the  table  and  handing  it  to  her. “  why  don’t  you  tell  me  what  you  can  stomach  and  we  can  go  from  there ?  ” 

[ve1lon]

eyes roll in response, head aching too much to argue with long - time friend. " how was i supposed to know the horse was going to get spooked and throw me off? " sasha pouts, fishing for sympathy even if she knew the likelihood of that was near impossible. digits wrap around mug, smell of coffee promising to fix all her problems with a single sip. " i think i could eat just about anything, and what i don't manage to eat now can be tomorrow's lunch. "

[theydivine]

             #𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗲𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 ›› manhattan , new york city

arthur hoped the clamminess of his palms hadn't transferred to the box held out toward the valmont.  ❝ since you liked the sword, i . . . thought you might like something small of your own. ❞   not the first time he'd gifted something he'd made but he knew his friends would like the figurines or metalwork. genevieve could've only been polite. the decorative dagger could be left to collect dust.  ❝ the blade is blunt since it's for display. ❞

[ve1lon]

" a gift for me? " consider her surprised, but grateful nevertheless as delicate grip took the box from him with utmost care in fear she'd drop it if entire focus wasn't on the exchange. warmth radiates across features in form of a smile as he gives minimal explanation, fingers peeling the container open and an audible gasp answers in reply. " oh, i love it! " evie squeals, unable to conceal her excitement and arms are already thrown around his shoulders in a hug to show gratitude. " thank you, thank you, thank you! "

[theydivine]

he set down the bags that'd been handed off to him, pushing the door closed behind him with his foot. delivery of own luggage had been left to staff; had another asked for his assistance would've suggested the same but brotherly role equally important as official jobs. a chuckle rumbled in his chest, low and brief. patriarch's shadow seeking a way inside.  ❝ if he's heard about it, yes. ❞  no point sugarcoating it.  ❝ but it won't be near his worst. ❞  actions hadn't aligned with the desired image, but didn't invite a marring scandal either — a minor offense seb had deemed worth the cost in exchange for having fun with his sister.

[ve1lon]

" — i'm sorry. " apology slips without much hesitation, unsure why she suddenly felt guilty for suggesting to have some sibling fun while away from the chaos of the big apple, and the watchful eyes of their parents. chewing on bottom lip, pacing strides return to the bags older brother carried in for her — dragging one across the floor with all of her strength, unzipping the case and digging for something she'd brought back with her as a gift for him. " don't leave yet, i have something for you. "

[soixantequinze]

she’s  there,  she  promises.    even  if  her  eyes  have  been  glued  to  her  phone  since  they  arrived,  she’s  listening.    as  soon  as  she  finishes  sending  one  email,  she  slides  her  thumb  across  the  screen  and  turns  it  around  for  evie  to  see.    “  she  sent  back  a  photo  of  us  posing  with  the  easter  bunny.  i  don’t  remember  this,  but  it  looks  like  it was in sagaponack.  look  at  you.  you  couldn’t  have  been  older  than  three.  ”

[ve1lon]

concern colours porcelain features, head tilting as evie studies older sister from where she stood with arms crossed over chest. lips part as if she were about to fill the silent space with another curiosity filled question, but she pauses to squint at the photo — cheeks turning a soft shade of pink, all of a sudden turning shy and fingers fiddling together. " i was never that small. " evie insists, shaking her head but a grin attempts to crack through.

[yenvengerberg]

MIKA ABDALLA as ALLIE HAYES Off Campus: Season 1 (2026)

[pomspurin]

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[dynast1es]

❝   maybe  not.    ❞  agrees  with  a  hum,  resting  a  hand  against  a  tree  to  steady  herself.  so  rarely  does  she  allow  herself  to  let  loose  so  freely,  yet  without  the  eyes  of  the  press  and  her  family  staring  down  upon  her  she  finds  peace.  ❝   i  did,  but  honestly  i  think  i  may  have  been  walking  in  circles.    ❞  chocolate  hues,  murky  with  liquors  touch,  wander  companion's  frame  until  they  meet  where  she  stands  ⸺  where  heel  drops  further  into  the  med  with  every  breath.  ❝   um,  not  to  point  out  the  obvious,  but  do  you  need  some  help  ?   ❞

[ve1lon]

features remain unbothered by own predicament, willing to entertain the conversation until barbie got bored of small - talk — then, she could struggle until heel was free from grabbing sludge beneath weight. amusement colours features, a statement that sasha no doubt resonated with considering every tree was almost identical. " easy done. " she replies, sinking deeper as she spoke. " i might do but i wouldn't want to get you stuck too and that seems likely considering your balance is probably hindered right now. " an attempt at light - heartedness, something she hadn't given the other in quite some time.

[adorvd]

「          𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒    :   closed   ,   @ve1lon 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍    :      rosalia's   home            」

“  okay  so  i  have  popcorn  ,  m&ms  ,  sour  skittles  ,  barnetts  ,  and  sour  patch  kids.  ”  items  listed  before  turning  to  look  at  her  friend. “  oh  and  wine  ,  of  course.  ”  rarely  a  time  where  there  wasn’t  a  bottle  of  something  sweet  chilling  in  her  fridge. “  is  there  anything  else  you  want  me  to  order  ? ”  a  small  hop  down  from  where  she  had  been  standing  on  the  step  stool  that  she  had  painstakingly  bedazzled  once  upon  a  time.   “  i  was  thinking  we  could  do  pizza  for  dinner  if  we’re  wanting  a  movie  night  classic  ?  but  the  world  is  our  oyster  !  ”

[ve1lon]

feverish grin spreads like wildfire across glossed lips, hands lifting to grab at air as cravings are quick to takeover. a good girls' night in was what she'd needed for the longest time, an evening just the two of them to be as tame or as silly as they wanted to be away from all the flashing cameras. warm eyes follow friend, nodding in agreement as she spoke. " that sounds like the perfect night in — or at least the start of it. "

[adorvd]

「          𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒    :   closed   ,   @ve1lon 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍    :      nazlı's   penthouse suite            」

feet  propped  up  on  the  glass  table  in  front  of  her,  mug  lifted  to  lips  to  take  a  generous  drink  of  coffee  before  gaze  shifted  to  her  friend.  “  room  service  or  take  out  ?  ”  the  former  a  menu  that  was  known  entirely  by  heart,  but  she  would  concede  to  whatever  sasha  preferred.  nazlı  never  had  been  one  to  be  entirely  picky  when  it  came  to  food,  considering  most  of  her  energy  sources  were  coffee  and  protein  bars. 

[ve1lon]

wet hair wrapped in a towel as if she were walking around her own place, constant ache to back of head and left side still throbbing as a recovery from previous event was ongoing. grateful for nazli's hospitality while minor maintenance was taking place at own apartment, collapsing near her friend with a slight huff as eyes shut briefly to provide some relief. " room service ? but you might have to read the menu to me, focusing is still an issue i'm having. "

[hteds]

“  sooo … i  got  too  drunk  at  the  ball  thing  and  kissed  someone.  didn't  even  remember  til  now,  ” begins  after  a  lull  in  conversation,  looking  down  at  the  blank  screen  of  her  phone  to  make  it  seem  as  if  she  was  busy  typing  rather  than  inwardly  freaking  out.  “  pretty  sure  i'm  going  to  keep  acting  like  i  don't  remember  it  …  ”    

›     𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁   𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂   : open to @ve1lon

[ve1lon]

hibernating  in  the  comfort  of  own  room,  certain  company  kept  as  she  navigates  a  short  recovery  back  to  health  following  fall  from  horse  —  drifting  in  and  out  of  sleep,  but  attention  captured  the  minute  kamie  confesses  something  unexpected.  "  whoa,  rewind.  "  sasha  calls  from  beneath  cool  sheets,  shifting  to  sit  with  a  frustrated  wince  and  hand  supporting  left  side.  "  i  need  to  know  everything,  like  right  now.  "

[hteds]

smells  and  sounds  lead  the  slow  trek  from  the  background,  slippered  feet  shuffling  against  the  wood.  the  grunt  brad  gives  in  return  barely  a  sound,  definitely  not  a  word,  forehead  pressed  against  tigger's  back.  eyes  still  half  closed,  hearing  the  question  yet  it  still  taking  long  seconds  for  it  to  register.  “  mmph.  ”  if  he  backed  out  he'd  never  hear  the  end  of  it,  but  having  to  get  himself  awake  enough  to  play  pretend  sounded  like  torture.  “  no.  what  are  you  making  ?  ”    

[ve1lon]

posture  relaxes  as  pressure  is  felt  between  shoulder  blades,  a  grin  unable  to  be  hidden  as  focus  tries  to  remain  on  finishing  breakfast.  tigger  couldn't  help  the  soft  laughter  that  came  as  a  response  to  brad's  greeting,  definitely  not  a  morning  person  he  figured.  "  what  makes  you  not  want  to  go  ?  "  he  asks,  curiosity  getting  the  better  of  him  as  always.  "  just  some  bacon  and  eggs.  "  it  would  be  a  surprise  to  most  that  he  knew  how  to  cook.  

[theydivine]

#𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 ›› lucas rinaldi & catalina harper , @ve1lon location: lucas' apartment.

❝ are you here to earn my forgiveness ? ❞   his eyes look for a bag of food, a suitable form of apology, as he leaned against the doorframe, blocking her entrance. don't ever say lucas rinaldi didn't keep his grudges well watered. friend's actions when he'd been locked in the stockades not forgotten; crossness, however, exaggerated, but she didn't need to know that.

[ve1lon]

arms  cross  behind  small  of  back,  awaiting  to  be  graced  with  a  predicted  sour  expression  given  their  last  encounter.  sight  of  him  already  causing  corners  of  lips  to  twitch,  fighting  the  urge  to  giggle  at  the  memory.  "  maybe  —  but  you  have  to  stop  pouting,  how  many  times  do  i  need  to  tell  you  to  look  after  your  skin?  "  catalina  tuts,  giving  the  paper  bag  a  light  shake  as  if  to  entice  him  into  granting  her  entry.  

[lovedsme]

he   still   owns   the   keys   to   her   apartment   -   can't   recall   ever   handing   them   back,   they've   always   been   circling   each   other   even   after   their   engagement   ended.   bloodbath,   yet   nicholas   walks   into   her   home   with   confident   strides   like   it's  also   his.   cranium   turns   toward   her,   grinning   as   he   lifts   paper   bag   filled   to   brim   with   take   -   out   from   all   her   favorite   places   ⸻   a   decade   of   knowing   sasha   intimately,   bases   are   covered.   "  i   brought   the   patient   some   food,   you   don't   mind   do   you   ?  "

[ve1lon]

bruises  colour  left  temple,  and  a  radiating  sting  that  catches  her  breath  is  felt  near  ribs  as  she  shifts  to  sit  upright.  memory  still  fuzzy,  vision  almost  as  blurry  but  familiar  voice  confirmed  who's  presence  she  now  had  to  endure.  head  tilts  slightly,  immediate  regret  as  she  fights  off  the  motion  sickness  sensation.  "  i  suppose  not  —  but  it  depends  on  what  food  you  brought  me.  "  winces  subtly  as  she  stands,  attempting  to  meet  him  in  the  middle  of  room  to  get  a  peak  of  choice.