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@holden-woods
I loved that he didnāt say āEW noā he immediately jumped on āour kids would look uglyā lolol

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Booksmart (2019) Directed byĀ Olivia Wilde
me looking at the person i like: i am enamored even with the way your fingers move, with the way the light plays on your skin, with your freckles and your smile and your laughter, with your voice, with how you get around the things you love, with your humor,Ā me aloud: whatās up asshole
okay so, hi !!Ā 10 million later, and i finally have this bad boi up. for those of you who donāt know my name is maaria ( or mars. ) i am 23, i live in nyc, i can touch my tongue to my nose & i respect any bich that can bring me a good meme. holden ( the magnet ) is literally the worst person i know and iām so sorry abt him lmao. learn more fax him below.Ā
thaliaellenā:
thalia hadnāt been able to sleep despite having been exhausted from the plane ride over to paris. once sheād gotten settled in sheād resolved to get right into bed and go to sleep, but once under the covers her mind had lit up like a christmas tree, begging for her attention. she was hungry, first of all, and wanted snacks for all of her exploring the next day, and wanted alcohol so she could enjoy herself every time she got back to the hotel room she was sharing with alana, sofie, and rachel. so sheād put on some warm clothes and had set out on a quest to find a corner store so that she could stock up. sheād wound up with very little - mostly because she couldnāt read the names of most of the products - and with what she didnāt really need (a keychain, of which she had many but she needed one from paris), but resolved to head back anyway and try when an actual grocer was open. sheād just come out of the corner store when she heard holdenās voice calling out to her. she stopped to wait for him, expression lighting up.Ā āfunny, i was just thinking about you,ā was how she greeted him, feeling shorter than usual in comparison to him while wearing plain vans. now she was glad that she hadnāt been able to sleep; it was hard to pretend she didnāt want to spend absolutely every minute with him since theyād hopped off the plane, and even though their rooms were technically right across from each other thaliaĀ hadnāt wanted to intrude or feel overbearing.Ā āhere.ā she dug through her bag to grab the keychain, giving him half. sheād planned on giving it to him later, but the city was making her feel bold and her feelings for holden were clouding what sheād call her usual judgment. their date was still fresh in her mind, creating butterflies in her stomach. she was a little bit scared, honestly. one person couldnāt be so perfect for her, and she was doing her best to rein her typical skepticism in; there was no point in actively looking for flaws. it would just drive her crazy. besides, so far heād proven to be nothing but sweet, holding her hand and not even kissing her on the first date. āyouāre never intruding. lucky for you i was just heading back.Ā ās your phone dead?ā she glanced down at her watch to make sure she was heading in the right direction.Ā
holden couldnāt believe his luck, stranded out in the middle of this city was one of the most beautiful faces he knew, smiling back at him. it seems the fates were being kinder to him than he thought. unable to suppress his grin, he beamed down at her, absorbing her words as they rung out in his head,Ā āwere you thinking of me? i guess then the stars were aligned for me to be lost until you found me, huh?ā he joked lightly, gently knocking his elbow against her side. his head was clouded with a million thoughts, heart beating wildly in his chest, feeling as though he were a lovesick middle-schooler in her presence. ordinarily, holden was someone constructed of bold actions and cheeky remarks, but there was something about thalia that dissipated his sense of courage and persuaded something far softer within him. their first date was spent holed up in his car, nursing hot chocolates between shy smiles. their fingers were laced atop arm rest that segregated them, this innocent touch alone feeding their deep blushes. before he could manage to get anything more out, thalia was holding her hand out to dangle a keychain, one part of a whole. the image of it all made the familiar feeling of butterflies surge within him at the implication,Ā āthatās fuckinā adorable, thal,ā he commented with a soft smile, taking the small token from her hands, and inspecting it closely.Ā āi hope you know this is going on my car keys as soon as we get home, even if the boys give me hell for it,ā holden added, reaching down to take the tiny hand that had just offered him a gift, and pull it up to his lips to press a kiss to her knuckles.Ā āthank you,ā the brunet sighed out against her skin, allowing their joined hands to drop down once more, grateful that the darkness of night could conceal the flush of his cheeks.Ā āheading back?ā the question was laced with a hint of disappointment, but he tried his best not to let it leak onto his face. he couldnāt expect thalia to want to wander the streets of paris this late, with the air so gelid but he was hopeful.Ā āwas kinda hoping youād... dunno, want to do something? i mean, itās too late for a proper date, but we could go exploring. maybe get coffee and walk along the pont neuf and hold hands,ā holden sputtered out nervously, the hand that was not wrapped around hers, coming up to anxiously run through his mess of wavy hair.Ā

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bggestnerdā:
Ā Ā Ā eleanor didnāt want to go on this trip, truth be told ; but she didnāt have another choice but to go. she grumbled to herself while getting off the plane. she could be in her cozy & familiar dorm, wrapped in a blanket sipping on rootbeer & gaming her life away. but instead here she was. in paris. alone.Ā ā i could be back at st e.ās playing video games, ā eleanor said more-so to herself than to the other. her mood had gotten so low that there were tears in her eyes causing them to glisten.Ā ā anyway ⦠what should we do now that weāre here? might as well do something. ā
holden was torn between being absolutely thrilled from the temporary break from ashmont, and devastated they were thrown into new terrain during this most tumultuous point in time. everyone else seemed more than thrilled, to pack themselves away and leave their worries behind, but eleanor wore the same sense of wariness that holden carried. he offered the brunette a tentative smile, aware of the tears that shone in her eyes, and wishing her could coax them away.Ā āmāsure thereās a cool retro arcade somewhereĀ āround here, el...ā he told her gently, hands stuffing themselves into his pockets.Ā ācāmon, it canāt be too bad. hate paris this much? you seem more of a fun, tokyo kinda gal.āĀ
the first night in paris and injected holden with a quiet curiosity, one that led him out his hotel door and to the streets of this historic city, allowing his feet to take him in a direction that promised the most adventure. he dipped into cafes and knocked back expressos, filtered through webs of tourists as he glanced at the iconic steel tower that was situated in the heart of paris, and gorged himself on pastel desserts till he could hold down no more. hours had past, and his trail had been jagged and unsystematic. despite visiting several times before, holden found himself in the dark, and now lost in the foreign city, further disoriented by the signs scribbled out in a language he failed to speak and the phone that lay dead in his pocket. a frown formed on his face at his poor luck, eyes dancing around for a familiar sight that might tether him back to the safety of the hotel. and then he saw them, across the street and slinking along. a face from school, sparking a sense of relief within holden.Ā āhey, wait up!ā he called out, jogging across the cobblestone avenue to catch up with the other.Ā āshit, sorry for intruding on your stroll, but i just am super lost. dāyou know the way back to the hotel from here? or dāyou wanna get even more lost with me? either one works for me, ācause iām fuckinā bored.ā
libellule, sirĆØne, citronade
libellule (dragonfly): whatās your favorite super power?
i would give anything to be like the flash, and be fast as hell. i could stunt on everyone on the track team and run down to the local 7/11 for a midnight snack in like, seconds. so much raw power, just waiting to be accessed.Ā
sirĆØne (mermaid): any tattoos? If not, do you want any?
i do! i have one for my mom, because i love my girl victoria woods more than anything, iād be a scrub without her constant guidance and light. and i have one on my forearm under the crook of my elbow for luck.Ā
citronnade (lemonade): whatās your favorite beverage?
ya boy goes pretty hard for a pina coloda, i canāt lieā¦Ā
floraison, nuage
floraison (bloom): do you believe in love?
god, of course i fuckinā do. iāve watched like ( 1 ) nicholas sparks movie and it was pretty... soft, soĀ i guess that means love is out there, lmao. i mean, i have had plenty of love in my life. my parents have been so loving with me, iām so fortunate for that. blue is without a doubt the love of my life, and sorry folks, but that is platonic. ( weāre both sad about it because weād be the it couple around here, and you know it. ) and obviously, iāve been romantically in love too. every kind of love is magical, and to be cherished. of course i believe in it, itās the only fuckinā thing worth believing in.Ā
nuage (cloud): what is your dream job now?
well, i mean. iām getting a degree in pre-med so i can get a degree in medicine. all signs point to me wanting to be a doctor or something, huh?
aesthetic french asks
ange (angel): whatās your opinion on religion? do you believe in anything?
bisou (kiss): whatās your favorite place to be kissed?
brƻler (to burn): what are you most passionate about?
câlin (hug): who was the last person you hugged?
chaleur (heat): what are your favorite kinks?
chatoyer (to shimmer): what is sure to make you cry?
chaussettes (socks): what do you misplace the most?
citronnade (lemonade): whatās your favorite beverage?
coquillage (seashell): whatās your favorite sound?
croquis (sketch): are you artistic? whatās your favorite medium?
doux (soft): where do you feel most safe?
Ʃcarlate (scarlet): is it easy to make you blush?
Ʃclatant (dazzling): what was your first favorite song?
Ʃtoile (star): believe in astrology?
floraison (bloom): do you believe in love?
libellule (dragonfly): whatās your favorite super power?
luciole (firefly): what was your dream job when you were little?
nuage (cloud): what is your dream job now?
orage (thunderstorm): are you scared of storms?
papillon (butterfly): any allergies?
parapluie (umbrella): favorite kind of weather?
pƩripatƩticien (wanderer): believe in ghosts?
piscine (swimming pool): do you like swimming?
plaisir (pleasure): your favorite dessert?
pleuvoir (to rain): do you blow dry your hair or let it air dry?
sirĆØne (mermaid): any tattoos? If not, do you want any?
soleil (sun): all time favorite concert youāve been to?
tournesol (sunflower): favorite flower?

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CASSIDY TURNER ā MOODBOARD 3/? feat. the dorm pals.
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@lcminescent @libbykensington @holden-woods @junebriggs
text to: thaliaš
thalia: not really trying to face a whole team who may or may not have seen my sex tape you know... :/ lol
thalia: at least not all at once
thalia: OK BLESS IDK WHAT I WOULD'VE DONE IF YOU SAID YOU LIKED THE PATRIOTS
thalia: die probably lmao who's your team?
holden: dfjkdfs understandable. tho everyone on the team has seen my nudes so like. ///:
holden: everyone is rude but, like, i'm sure so many of them also have tapes and stuff. so don't feel bad abt it, tbh. they're just bitches
holden: LMAO HONESTLY... I WOULD BE HEARTBROKEN IF U LIKED THE PATRIOTS
holden: the ravens! wbu? š
thaliaellenā:
Thalia couldnāt help the giggle that escaped her, wiggling her hand playfully.Ā āEh, close enough. Itās not even English, anyways. College parties are a completely different atmosphere.ā That in and of itself said a lot about Holden, though. She tucked the information away for later, eyes trained on his smile.Ā āWeāll have to continue in part two, where I can see you in your natural habitat,ā she joked, shifting nervously on her feet. She chewed at her lip, nodding her head at his response; he was definitely right because nothing was ever normal around here anymore.Ā āConsidering the circumstances? Okay isnāt too badā¦ā She agreed easily.Ā āUh-ā¦ā She definitely hadnāt been doing okay, but seeing him had managed to brighten her mood a little. Knowing heād been worried about her sent butterflies careening in her stomach, and she pushed her hair back behind her ear as she tried to conjure some kind of response in her head that wasnāt too telling of how flustered heād made her.Ā āIāmā¦ā Her eyebrows pulled together in thought.Ā āIām hanging in there. Trying to be thankful Iām alive to feel anything, good or bad.ā That much was true. A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips.Ā āYou? Annoy me? Never.ā She could feel her face begin to heat up.Ā āBut anyway, itās okay. We all kind of panicked and scrambled without thinking much.ā They didnāt know each other that well, so she wouldnāt have expected him to text her, but the fact that heād thought about it was sweet and made her a little weak in the knees. āI guess youāll just have to text me later to make up for it,ā she managed, voice coming out breathless in the wake of everything she was feeling.
A grin lit across Holdenās face at the giggle that was tugged out of Thalia, and her effortlessness in conversation. They hadnāt known each other long, nor gotten off on the right foot, but there was something about the tiny girl that had a strong effect on him. A childish crush, making him feel the same way he had when he was a boy, jittery, palms glistening with sweat, nervous laughter following his words. All of his boyish charm seemed to vanish in her presence, replaced with an anxious need for her to like him...Ā āIād really like that, actually. Next time youāre at a party, just uh, shoot me a text and we can team up together in beer pong, and hang out with the homeownerās dog or somethinā,ā he joked with, biting his at his lip a little, eyes sweeping over her face to gauge a reaction. It was possible Thalia had just offered this up in politeness, but he was hoping that there was truth to her words... When she began talking about herself, the night that had changed them all in so many ways, his face blanched, still remembering pulling his friends into a car and getting the hell out as soon as he could. Putting as much distance between himself and that nightmare, as if it would make it any easier to deal with... It hadnāt. Even still, he felt foolish for not reaching out to the few people heād left behind, Thalia being one of them.Ā āIām glad youāre doing better... That gossip bitch can be pretty fucking evil, and harsh. But-- I know youāre a good person,ā he stated softly, shooting her a small, earnest smile.Ā āIs that an invitation, Ricci? Because Iāll take you up on it, and youāre going to get so fucking bored of my lame texts by the time the week is up,ā Holden told her in honesty, a laugh finally jumping out of him as he stuffed his hands in his pockets sheepishly.Ā āBut I canāt be stopped now that Iāve been given the green light, so donāt even try to convince me otherwise,ā he joked, shaking his head and feigning seriousness, despite the grin that threatened to break through.Ā
text to: thaliaĀ š
thalia: š lmao oh you know just trying to stay out of trouble
thalia: yeah i get you on that
thalia: hmm no repayment needed. i go to all of the games anyways. but i'll still take the hot chocolate. š
thalia: i need to get my mind off of how irritated i am that i have to see tom brady's face for another super bowl
holden: pls, you couldn't cause trouble. ur too cute for that
holden: omfg, do you rlly? why haven't you come down to say hi?? would've taken you to hot chocolate sooner, silly
holden: OMG SHUT UP, I HATE HIM TOO!! WE HAVE TO BOND OVER THIS
holden: goD, YOU'RE SO COOL LMAO. BUT RLLY, FUCK THE PATRIOTS.
junebriggsā:
june was doing her best to ignore the way hearing his familiar nickname for her, hearing the way he sounded saying it,Ā instantaneously quelled a small portion of the unease that had nestled into her spirit. every burden that had been pulling her down, that made her feel like a sinking ship, was slightly easier to carry. there were just some people in life who could make themselves your home, and try as she might, juniper couldnāt manage to take such a privilege away from holden. he had been everything to her, once, and although their paths wouldnāt cross in such a way again, she could still seek a level of comfort in him that was unparalleled to anyone else in her life. she wondered if that bothered him. she hoped it didnāt.Ā āno sleep, no viable options for food, no company. a plethora of reasons, really. this is all just convenience for me.ā june waved a piece of pizza through the air between them, her clear smile ruining the joke as she said it. as quickly as her mood had started to rise, it had once again fallen, with the memory fighting to replay in her head as she busied herself with studying his blanket, expression concentrated as she willed her forming tears not to fall.Ā āiāll text the group chat. or iāll go back and let you sleep in peace.ā she put her best effort into grinning again, but all she could manage was a thin line. her hand raised the pizza to her mouth as she visibly winced at the cold food hitting her teeth.Ā āow.ā it was quiet and full of betrayal, as though she hadnāt been the one who decided against heating it up. she aimed for a laugh at his next words, but all that came was a disappointing sigh. an almost scoff. āiām not the one with a bottomless wallet. if anything, this should just be the start of the pizzas you give me. it can be an act of charity. philanthropy will look good to all the other doctors. you fed the poor. now, imagine that the other way around: you made the poor feed you? not a cute look for someone saving lives.ā this all being a long-winded way of saying she wouldnāt be returning the favor anytime soon, of course.Ā āso, honestly, this?ā she shook the box lightly at him, the lightest traces of amusement seeping back into her eyes,Ā āis for the both of us.ā
it felt so strange, almost as if holden had been sitting in the midst of a fever dream, perched besides an ex-lover who had sworn that sheād hated him for months, and now was casually eating a pizza as if nothing had happened. in the past weeks, holden and june had tentatively built at a friendship, one that was organic and true. it was the first time in forever that holden felt... well, happy, since theyād broke apart. june had been a funnel for his joy, and all of his love. severing the cord had been immensely difficult, nursing wounds far beyond their break-up date. but now, nearing the anniversary of this dreaded date, holden felt strangely okay. holden was content with the companionship with a girl heād always love, the girl he thought heād marry... finally ready to allow her to be just junebug, his friend, allowing her to seek out better options. he let his head thwack back against the headboard, folding his slice of pizza and ripping into it as he observed her. the poor thing had underwent a great deal over the month, still mourning the death of a friend. of someone she might have even loved, though holden was careful not to dwell on this. it seemed to sting too hard.Ā āwell, iām glad you decided to come here,ā he told her, authenticity in his voice as he smiled broadly at her.Ā āi want you to know that, no matter what iām always gonna be around for you to... like fuckinā steal pizza from and just talk to at three in the morning. so just come on over whenever, and give me a good shove. always happy to see ya,ā he attached in earnest, brown eyes drifting to his duvet as if maintaining a gaze might be a touch too intimate. but the seriousness dissipated quickly as the blonde snapped her teeth against the cold pizza, tough and leathery to eat with no warmth to it. a laugh was coaxed out of him at the image of her wrinkled nose, looking disappointing down at the pizza that was surely supposed to be a delicious meal. holden, someone who was not very choosey in his tastes continued to devour his slice, even moving onto the next one as june essentially told him that she would not be buying him any pizzas anytime soon, in fact, he should be buying her all the pizzas available.Ā āoh, so you canāt get me pizza but you can name three hissing cockroaches after me at the bronx zoo? i see how it is,ā he retorted with an eye-roll, a ghost of a laugh on his lips.Ā āand no more pizza for you! iām already getting you the fanciest ravioli known to man, iāll have you know!ā holden pointed out, cheeky grin crossing his face as he gave juneās shoulder a light shove savoring the lighthearted playfulness of the moment.

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text to: thaliaĀ š
thalia: hmm. that means i've done a good job at hiding!
thalia: hence cheerleaders. for you specifically?
thalia: i'd love to go out for some hot chocolate š
thalia: but shouldn't you like, go do celebratory things w/ your team after the game?
holden: have you? why would you hide such a pretty face?? ):
holden: ahh, it's different when it's someone you know in the stands being supportive, y'know?
holden: i see those fuckers like everyday lmao. they'll live. besides, we gotta warm up somehow, right? š least i can do to repay you for freezin for the team!
text to: thaliaĀ š
thalia: hmmm i was thinking about it
thalia: i can still cheer even if i'm not a cheerleader anymore~
thalia: but it's gonna be super cold :/
holden: oh yeah? how come?? i've never seen you at any games before tbh
holden: we need all the cheering we can get, it's v motivating for us. for me.
holden: i can take you out... for hot chocolate after if you wanted? āŗļø