screw it lets do it

[daily-younger]

[zion-sakuri]

@x-heartbreaker

[x-heartbreaker]

The More You Ignore Me The Closer I Get // Self Para

As Zara approached her apartment, she noticed a package sitting out front. She raised a brow, knowing that she hadn’t ordered anything online so she wasn’t expecting any delivery. With the package in one hand, she used the other to unlock the door and walk inside. After closing the door behind her, the femme set the package down on her kitchen counter and put her gym bag away. Walking back over, she unwraps the paper, finding a box of her favorite chocolate inside. When she was unable to find a card attached, Zara opened the top, only to find a manila envelope inside resting on top of the tray of chocolate. Taking a breath, she opened the flap and then dumped the contents onto the countertop.

Photos tipped out of the envelope, one or two fluttering to the floor. Zara picked a few up to get a closer look and after slowly flipping through the first couple, she went through them more quickly - pictures of her at the supermarket, getting coffee, walking into or out of the gym, walking to her front door. Intermittently there were photos of Sky and Zion approaching her place, along with shots of her approaching theirs. Picking out the piece of paper stuck between a couple of the photos, she unfolded it to read the message:

“Weren’t expecting me on this side of the pond were you? It’s about time I made the trip, I’ve missed you. Hope you enjoy the sweets, I know they’re your favourite. Say hi to your friends for me. I hope they find the angles of the photos flattering enough. See you soon. Xx”

Her palms are sweating and her heart rate is increasing, her mind racing with thousands of different thoughts, none of them good. She’s not only worried about herself, she’s worried about her friends. He wants her to be scared, intimidated and she’s doing her best to keep it together, she can’t start changing how she lives her life, then he’ll think he’s won. Crumpling the sheet of paper in her hand she threw it into the trash bin, using her arm and one swift motion to knock the chocolates inside along with the photos. Zara knew her admirer, he wasn’t so secret and the mere thought of him sent a shiver down her spine causing her brain to replay some not so fond memories. As she grabbed her phone she moved quickly to the door to hitch the lock while sending a text with her other hand:

-made the mistake of watching a scary movie alone. Come keep me company?-

[natevanderbilt]

Feelings.

Nate was having feelings, Nate was in his feelings and… well, feeling things meant having to deal with other things. As in, telling someone with whom he’d been having fun for a while that things may need to end soon. Sure, he wasn’t cheating on anybody, but he’d always been honest - perhaps too honest - maybe that was a flaw. 

“Hey…” he trailed off, sitting up on the couch. They’d been watching something on Netflix and though things usually escalated from there, he didn’t want to this time. “Can we talk?” 

@x-heartbreaker​

[x-heartbreaker]

Zara’s headspace was literally all over the place lately. After the incident at the club and a couple of other occurences that have happened since, she was on edge almost all of the time. still she did her best to downplay everything that happened. it wasn’t something she mentioned to many people and if she could get away with pretending things were normal, that she was normal after it all, she was going to continue doing so. Whatever entertainment was flickering on the screen, wasn’t doing it’s job in entertaining her, but that wasn’t obvious. Lowering hte volume she looks at him, “what’s up?” talking wasn’t her cuppa tea, he wasn’t going to call her out on not being her normal self was he that subject was one she wasn’t ready to broach. 

[booknerdaurora]

“Don’t get me wrong, I love being a teacher,” Aurora speaks, sitting at her usual table at the grind. She had decided to go there to catch up on grading some papers and other assignments from the past two weeks. Colorful pens and markers scattered around her, she bit down on her bottom lip as she kept staring at the paper infront of her. The girl had a student who had been struggling hard, and they weren’t going to get a good mark on this assignment. “I just really don’t want to give this poor kid a D on this assignment, even though he tried so hard. Is it wrong to feel…guilty? That maybe I didn’t teach him hard enough?” she asked the person near her. Rora was always too critical of herself. 

[x-heartbreaker]

“Hmmm is something else going to come out of your mouth that implies otherwise?” The Brit raises an eyebrow at the girl, curious as to where this conversation might be leading. “I think it depends on the assignment, is it a paper or something that can be left open to interpretation? Or did he answer a whole bunch of questions completely wrong? Because if it’s the latter there really isn’t a whole lot that can be done, in the interest of fairness. Maybe you could let him do some kind of extra credit or something?”

[x-heartbreaker]

Alone time was something that Zara used to be good at. She prided herself on being someone who could be alone and not feel lonely. Sometimes being by herself was a nice break because she constantly dealt with people while working at the club. But after the incident she finds herself not only looking over her shoulder constantly but asking for company more often. Zion was someone she never hesitated to ask to come over, from childhood they leaned on each other during the tough times. The physical benefits were an added plus and a great distraction, it’s something they figured out early on after crossing that line. Now that they were letting their bodies dry out from the tequila in their systems they’re relaxed on the couch channel surfing. She’s as comfortable as possible in an oversized T-shirt and the pressure of his head in her lap. Her fingers are absentmindedly running through his hair, a motion that was calming no matter what. “If I ever hit the lottery or somehow end up filthy rich, I’m paying someone to play with my hair any time I want.” @zionsakuri​

[julesrobinson95]

Jules had had one too much plant funerals in her life. She hated the idea of giving up on one of her babies, but this one was just too far gone. Growing plants came with its up and downs, and this was a down day for the plant owner. She had been trying to save this echeveria for what seemed like forever, She just couldn’t salvage it. With a cigarette hanging from her mouth, she walked out of her apartment building and to the dumpster in the alley next to her building. “His name was Todd. He was a troubled soul, but a good soul.” She took a puff of her cigarette before dumping the pot in the dumpster. “Goodbye old, friend.” She sighed. She wondered if there would ever come a time when she could consider herself a decent plant owner. 

[x-heartbreaker]

zara looks and feels like a walking zombie these days. sleep hasn’t been coming easy so she’s been surviving mostly on cigarettes and caffeine. while on a run for the latter, she picks up a coffee and then decides to wander around rather than just going back to her apartment. she only catches the end of what she hears jules saying in the alley, and she almost passes by, but takes a few steps back to check out what’s going on. “do i even want to know what you just tossed in that dumpster....?”

[eastsidestella]

“Hey, do you want to do a body shot off me?” Stella asked the next person who walked past her. She was currently at work, her shifts during the week always being a little slow. She didn’t even really care how much money she made tonight, considering she made a bulk of her tips during the weekend. The blonde was just….bored at the moment and in need of some new faces and entertainment. Dressed in her little hot pink lingerie set, she fanned her perfectly put on fake eyelashes, hoping they say yes. 

[x-heartbreaker]

some of zara’s co-workers convinced her to go out tonight. the femme hasn’t really been herself lately and she knows that they’re picking up on that so rather than passing on the opportunity again, she agreed and here they were at the club. zara was still nursing her first drink when stella passed by. “i would, but i’ve got a bit of a sore head,” she admits. that seems like its her constant state of being lately. 

[x-heartbreaker]

odettetaylor​:

“the notes app. that is so brilliant. i just save them all into the autofill and use face id. i’ve never thought about putting them in my notes app! zara, you’re a genius!” odette gasped, unable to believe she hadn’t thought of that. she really only used her notes for her shopping list, but the possibilities are endless. “this is why you’re the brains of the operation.” she truly adored zara, and considered her one of her closest friends. 

“your way is probably much smarter because if anyone else finds your phone they won’t be able to get access to any of your passwords. if someone gets into my phone, that’s it. theres all of my user ids and passwords right in one convenient place,” she laughs. “though to be fair, if someone did try to hack into my bank account they would probably just have a laugh because it’s usually empty.”

[piikakyu]

“ i’m so happy you recommended this drink combo to me! ” aranya says, sipping quite happily at her cup. she’s always looking for new concoctions to drink before (and after) a long shift at the hospital, so this was a god send. “ tell me.. ” she begins, “ where did you find this combo, anyway? or did you think of it yourself? if so, you must have quite the head on your shoulders, don’t you think? ”

[x-heartbreaker]

“it’s delicious isn’t it?” zara asks, glad that her recommendation has gone over well. “i don’t really like the taste of coffee but i like chai tea but that doesn’t have enough caffeine to help give me a kick in the ass. so i did a bit of research and this dirty chai tea latte has more of a kick to it because of the espresso, which you can’t really taste anyway.”

[x-heartbreaker]

cilliankelly​:

cillian hadn’t even thought far ahead enough to consider the fact that he had absolutely no money to buy a car. fuck. well, at least when this was all over, he could say he had his license. his brown furrowed and his lips stretched into an amused grin when she read the question off to him. “there is no way i need to know that information in order to pass a driving test,” he replied, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms. 

zara tilts her head and looks at him, “then why is it one of the questions listed on this practice test?” she turns the book around and uses the pencil in her hand to point to the question. “i picked this one because i was sure you’d be able to figure out the answer. now wager a guess.”

[x-heartbreaker]

rowfinlay​:

Rowan tilted her head, “You’re walking all the way to the grocery store?” she asked, perplexed. “You couldn’t get an uber?” She set aside her book. “Well, there must be something I can help you with. What do you like to read?” 

“i guess i didn’t realize just how cold it is,” zara explains meekly. there’s no way she’s going to admit that when she’s just paid her rent and other bills and now has to go grocery shopping that an uber isn’t really in the budget. “i have no idea. honestly i don’t even remember the last book i read. hopefully that doesn’t make me sound stupid.” fitting in time to read wasn’t something zara incorporated into her daily routine. 

[davieslandon]

A broken arm meant that Landon couldn’t shower as well as he would like. He had perfected the art of wrapping a plastic bag around his arm while he was showering and using one hand to get clean but his hair was a whole different matter. And while he had many friends who he was sure wouldn’t mind helping out, Landon didn’t like depending on others. That meant that his hair was suffering but it was nothing a beanie or cap wouldn’t fix. At least unless someone decided to be an ass and take it from him. “Have you never seen someone put on a beanie on a bad hair day? Now be a sweetheart and give it back before I kick you straight where it hurts the most.” So what if he sounded just a little…violent? Landon couldn’t be bothered to care at the moment. 

[x-heartbreaker]

this time, zara honestly wasn’t trying to stir up trouble. she did enjoy getting a reaction out of people and that often landed her in hot water, but in this instance, she didn’t think to explain herself first, which seemed to have landed her in hot water anyway. flipping the beanie so that it was right side in, the girl handed it back. “ive seen it plenty. you had it on inside out and looked like a knob. try to kick me and ill break your other arm.” a smile might have indicated that she was joking, which she wasn’t, so she didn’t bother painting on the smile either.

[odettetaylor]

“you know, it’s really kind of annoying that these websites are always judging the strength of my password.” she grumbled, putting her phone to sleep and dropping it back into her bag. “like, i get it’s all security and whatnot, but really? why does my password for pinterest have to be stronger than the password for my banking? and the attitude of these forms. ‘your password is weak’. yeah well, so is my memory, honey, let me have this.”

[x-heartbreaker]

“my god, i can’t keep them all straight for the life of me,” zara replies, looking at her own phone out of pure habit. “it is all for security but you know, if anyone were to get into the notes in my phone they would have absolutely all of my log in and password information for every app there is. i would be royally fucked because i can’t remember any of them so i record them all in my phone. how counterproductive is that?”

[rowfinlay]

Rowan was working the counter at The Toadstool, looking busy whenever her boss was near her, but taking out her textbook and notes whenever there weren’t eyes on her. She found work, while partially necessary, to be tedious and if it weren’t for the money aspect, it would be completely boring. She could be using this time to keep her mind sharp, to work on practice tests, but no, here she was, bored out of her mind. 

She was looking down when someone familiar entered, the bell on the door jingling as they did. She looked up and smiled; finally a break in the dullness. “What are you doing here?” Rowan asked with a smile. “Looking for a copy of Tolstoy to help get you through the week?” she joked, though she didn’t know if it really came off as a good one. She never considered herself to be a really funny person.

[x-heartbreaker]

new york in winter. it isn’t zara’s favorite season. maybe the snow looks nice when it’s freshly fallen, but by now it’s all just slushy and dirty making walking around the city even more annoying. in addition to that, it’s cold. not only is it cold outside, it’s cold in her apartment because even though the heat has been fixed twice this week, it still punks out more often than it kicks on. zara works at night so during the day is when she has to get her errands done. she’s done a decent job so far but she can only take the bite of the wind for so long. seeing the shop, zara stepped inside. “honestly, im just trying to escape the cold for a little bit before i have to get back out there and make my way to the grocery store.”

[x-heartbreaker]

jcxonhq​:​

jaxon isn’t expecting a guest, and he definitely isn’t prepared to host company when he opens the door to his penthouse apartment in north kingsboro and finds zara standing on the other side. her presence is not unwelcome, it just catches him off guard, but he steps aside to welcome her nevertheless. “oh. hey. of course. come in, stay as long as you need. you didn’t walk, did you?” he asks, a hand on the small of her back being used to direct her inside, bumping his lips to her cheekbone and closing the door behind them both. he’s not as put together as he usually is, disheveled curls and sweats replacing the much more styled appearance he usually displays. it’s obvious he hasn’t really left the couch much today, blankets and cushions in disarray and a tv remote and empty mug abandoned at the scene of the crime. “sorry, the place is a bit of a mess,” he apologizes, which goes for him as well. he hasn’t really been sleeping well lately, so he’s also been up at all hours of the night and his schedule is sort of fucked. “i’ll go find you a phone charger.”

the brunette often finds herself wondering if the residents of this building see her entering it, if they can just tell that she doesn’t belong. she hopes that she can at least blend in enough for no one to complain. “only from the station,” she admits. it probably isn’t the weather to be doing even that, but it just seemed like the easiest, not to mention cheapest option. either way shes happy to have the excuse to see him. grinning she pushes a few stray curls out of his face before taking notice of the couch “did i interupt some hardcore relaxing?” walking in, she sets her back down. “it’s not a mess. you’re fine. and it’s warm. that’s all i care about. don’t worry about it. honestly, i don’t need it now.” the brit shrugs off her jacket and hangs it by the door. “so what are we watching?” she nods toward the tv.

[cilliankelly]

“this is so stupid,” cillian groaned. “i mean i dunno what i was thinking. there are plenty of people who live in new york who never learn how to drive. i could just take public transit everywhere,” but even as the words were leaving his mouth, he was grimacing at the idea. it’s not that he thought he was above it or anything. but ever since he witnessed a rather traumatic experience on the subway as a child, he’d just kind of nixed the idea entirely. “i’d ride my bike, but it’s so fucking cold out,” he complained. he’d been doing a lot of that today. complaining. and he was pretty sure the person who’d reluctantly agreed to help him study for his permit test was starting to regret the favor entirely. “i haven’t taken a written test since high school, you know? this is gonna suck dick.”

[x-heartbreaker]

“you could,” zara agrees nodding her head. “i’ll probably be one of those people because i don’t think ill ever be able to afford a car anyway.” seeing his reaction and the actual grimace on his face, she has no choice but to laugh. “or just ace this test and you’ll be on your way. literally.” brown eyes roll at her lame attempt at a joke. “it is going to suck dick except no part of it is going to be pleasurable at all. look though here’s one you can do. a 5 ounce glass of wine contains the same amount of alcohol as.. a-one pint of whiskey, b-one 12 ounce glass of beer, c-a gallon of wine or d-a six pack of beer?”

[x-heartbreaker]

it was hard for zara to imagine that her tiny studio apartment could be any more of a shithole than it already was, that is, until the heat isn’t working. the building manager insists that he’ll have someone out to work on it, but the girl knows that probably won’t be for another twenty four hours, if she’s lucky. to top it off, her phones dead. packing a bag, zara heads for the subway and is on her way to jaxon’s. he was the first thing to pop in her head when it came to thoughts of how to stay warm. the trip seemed to take ages, likely because it was cold and dark. eventually she made it though and knocks on the door as she’s hiking the strap of her bag up on her shoulder. when the door opens she sighs, “i would have called but my phones dead,” she holds up the phone as if to show proof. “the heats busted at my place.” if theres anything zara can’t stand its asking for help shes hoping that her eyes are doing that for her without having to actually say it. 

@jcxonhq​