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multi-muse. semi-selective. independent oc blog. each muse is the stereotype of a time-period. follow to go back in time.

ASHER: im not saying that episode 7 of star wars was the best yet ASHER: but holy SHIT. i am in love with rey. ASHER: god i have super heart eyes i cant ASHER: function

DOUGLAS: but episode 7 was the best one yet DOUGLAS: and basically all bc of rey DOUGLAS: ok but she’s mine homie you’re gonna need to chill DOUGLAS: i don’t like u talking about my woman that way.

“i dunno, i’ve been meaning to start dancing again, but i just… i don’t know. i can’t find the energy for it, i guess. d’you know what i’m saying?”

“yeah i know what you mean, sometimes motivation is in deficit and desire is in surplus. in economic’s terms, i mean.”

DILLON: fuck fuck fuck DILLON: my car is trashed, my dad is gonna flip DILLON: shit, can you come pick me up please?

DOUGLAS: what what? DOUGLAS: did you crash it or ? DOUGLAS: i’m like two hours away!

sam’s grip loosens, almost as if he’s scared she’d break at any moment. “tills..”  he’s oblivious to the way she looks at him, though he finds comfort in her smile. before he can say a word, she’s jolting forward, words of worry flying past her lips. concern flashes over his features, smile fading as she drops forward. she’s pushing herself, using all of her energy in the course of a second or two. with his one hand still locked with hers, his other finds it’s place in her hair; fingers brushing through strands of white-blonde. he musters up a chuckle at her comment, the makings of a smile twitching at the corner of his lips. “i’ll slap him silly before he even has the chance.” but, that doesn’t change the fact that sam’s worried, only hides it. “you need to relax.”  

she laughs slightly, though it’s covered over with a grimace as she rests her head in his lap more fully. if she closed her eyes, she could pretend that sam was holding her because he had chose to, and not because she was deathly ill and had collapsed in his lap. they had cuddled before, as best friends tend to, and she always enjoyed it. but, it was different this way. “sammy-boy, you gotta go back out there, the fans are all waiting. you and tally go, alright?” her eyes were fluttering shut, a shuddering sigh wracking her body. “and i’ll go out as soon as i can, ten minutes? i have to explain. . . tell them i just got lightheaded.” for someone who was so playful, she was also very stubborn. 

sam instinctively wraps his arms around her waist, clinging to her with no plans of pulling away. his cheek’s pressed directly against her shoulder, and though it’s extremely uncomfortable, he’s not making much of an effort to switch his position. “got a pretty solid idea, so don’t you worry!” with the mildly elaborate plan in mind, a grin spreads across his lips. he has no doubt that he’ll be able to pull this off, and with the help of a few of his friends, he was sure to make it something she’d never forget. sam was never one to shy away from the spotlight, his outgoing personality and award-winning smile easily pushing him center stage. this was sure to be a moment where both him and tilly received plenty of attention. “pfft, of course not.”  he’s dismissing the statement a little to easily, finishing it off with a scoff. “don’t you think if that was the case, i’d tell you?” sam’s not exactly lying, but he’s not really telling the truth either. emotions were something he often kept pushed to the far depths of his mind, and if any feelings were to ever surface, he’d push them back down without a second thought. love was such a strange concept, and though he wouldn’t question the possibility, it’s not something he wants to think about in that moment. it’s not long after that she’s ripping herself away from the loose grip he had on her and jumping to her feet, prompting a soft chuckle from him in response. “but i like embarrassing the shit out of you.” he playfully protests, groaning at the prospect of having to get up and actually do something. with a large amount of reluctance, he pries himself away from his seat, raising a brow at her frantic movements. the last time he attempted this, he was roughly thirteen years old and nothing but gangly limbs. “you’re going to have to give me a refresher course, because i honestly have no clue what i’m doing.” 

tilly giggles as he stands up, hands grabbing his wrists and bringing his palms to her hips, placing them gently before her own hands went to his shoulders. “this is just a high school dance, alright? nothing special. no waltz or samba or whatever. unless you want to be a social pariah for the rest of your life.” she takes a step in so that she was nearly completely against his chest, their bodies flush. she looks up at him, praying that her cheeks weren’t blushing. her hands go to rest behind his neck, and she smiled softly at him. “see, this is nice, right? not too scary, and you’re not messing up too badly.” she continues to sway slightly, and then her head is resting on his shoulder, without even meaning to. his shoulder just begged her cheek to rest there, because it was so comfortably and wholesome. she was a gentle creature, and never rushed into things, or pursued affection, because it generally came so quickly for her, guys always wanted it from her. but with sam, she never got what she wanted. well, what she truly wanted. she wanted love, and to be seen as his own special girl. though, she likes to think that she already is, because they are so close with each other. definitely best friends forever. 

COLE: you are !! so excited !! about this !! it’s so gay !! COLE: lmao what ??????? eating out is great COLE: n eve r COLE: naaaaaaaah bruh you wish. COLE: i’m a really sad person actually COLE: wtf doug don’t “maybe” me just give me your love :/

DOUGLAS: i’m asexual bro why would i li ke either of those DOUGLAS: like no thx i dont want my face ther e thank u DOUGLAS: *snape voice* always DOUGLAS: no U wish DOUGLAS: dont u r gonna make me sad DOUGLAS: fine selena gomez i’ll give u my love

                jamie stepped out of the room when the paramedics came into it, knowing they would need their space in order to do their work. so he rushed to the baby’s room pulled her from her crib, before he forced their son to follow him out of the house. once in the car he handed the baby to his son, & started the ignition. D R I V I N G them behind the ambulance the entire way to the hospital. fear was churning his stomach & he could see the way his son was staring at him tears pouring down his face, but jamie didn’t have time to comfort the boy. in truth he couldn’t even comfort himself. so once he was out of the car & into the hospital he settled the children down & because of the baby’s constant wailing one of the nurses couldn’t take anymore & gave them a bottle filled with formula to quell it. he had used the E X C U S E his wife wasn’t around to feed it in order to get the baby formula. which was true. his wife was in the back & there was no telling when he would be allowed to see her. their son just cried right along with the baby & one of the nurses offered him a snack, to which he wolfed it down in an embarrassingly fast manner.

alice was immediately taken into the back of the hospital, doctors rushing in to help her. she was too scared and in too much pain to even think about what this was going to cost them. an ambulance was expensive and her family could not afford this. the hospital bills would put them in debt for years to come, if things continued as they were. though, at least her children were somewhere warm and safe. she continued to wail until she was given pain medication, which soothed her somewhat. though, a mere hour later, one of the doctors pulled away from between her legs and left the room without speaking, even though she desperately wishes to learn the news. the pain was gone, so she assumed the baby was fine though, the doctor is on his way to the waiting room, going up to jamie and looking on with a stoic face. “sir, we’re afraid that your wife has suffered a miscarriage. they’re very common in situations like yours. my condolences.” the doctor was unemotional, because he was trained to not get emotional over this. 

milo is kneeling just outside the bathtub, admiring the little girl inside– the little girl that the two of them have raised amazingly so far. as soon as tally began asking poppy if she wanted something funny– he knew exactly what direction it was going in. and sooner than later, he was slightly drenched in the bath water. he thought it was insane that the two of them could be back to normal so quickly. he rolls his eyes at tally and then picks up one of poppy’s play cups from the tub, filling it and then dumping it on the top of tally’s head. “see, pops. now we’re all equal, right?” although he knew very well that this wasn’t the end.

tally is aware that milo still isn’t acting fully like himself, and it definitely makes her sad. she knows she’s prone to dramatic outbursts, and she was afraid that milo would get tired of them and take off. she constantly had these negative thoughts, but she still smiles, leaning forward to kiss his shoulder, until she’s hit with water. she squeals, pulling away and giggling while poppy shrieked with laughter and slapped the water, causing splashes to hit her parents, which made her laugh more. “oh, it’s on now, babe.” and she splashes him again.

“the world is a disturbed place, tally kinder. don’t pretend you wouldn’t even consider being part of the reason that destroyed it, we could be super villians.” he grins somewhat wickedly, despite still being joking. for a moment carter watches his friend as she glances at the pizza, the smile flickering off his face quickly before he makes himself stand up and shuffle his way to the kitchen to bring back a plate. “i can’t finish this all, i’ll be sick. you should try some, it’s good.” he attempts to shrug nonchalantly as he places a piece of pizza on the plate and slides it over in front of her before finally letting himself grin slightly at her refusal to go to the zoo. “you’re already here! if i’m going to contaminate you it will have happened now with or without the zoo. how can you refuse to accompany a sick boy to see the penguins. “ 

tally rolls her eyes at him when he urges pizza, the female shoving the plate away. “who am i to take away a dying man’s pizza, huh? you eat, i was gonna grab a salad when i left here anyway.” she takes a bit of her hair, chewing on it softly, which is what she did when she was trying to distract herself from hunger. maybe she will get a salad afterwards. she sticks her legs out and places them in his lap, sprawling out like tally always does. it could be a complete stranger, and tally will take up half of their space. she definitely did not sit very ladylike. “alright, fine -- for fucks sake i’ll take you to the zoo. but if  these aren’t the best goddamn penguin’s i’ve ever seen then i’m gonna be really fucking pissed.”

     he’s silent for a moment, hand still on the door knob.  he listens, trying to be certain that their conversation hadn’t woken anyone up.  he cups her cheek with his free hand, pressing a soft kiss to her lips, the feeling still giving him the sensation in his chest.  ‘ i love you, stormie, & i care about you, but screw the kingdom. ’  he turns the knob, & walks out of the room, not really caring about what happened to him at this point.  al felt as if he lived for two reasons, abu, & stormie, & he was surely going to loose one of them, so why leave the other with n empty shell of a man. he’s barely walking, it just doesn’t feel right.he doesn’t feel right

then, she collapses on the floor right against  the door, her sobs overcoming her there was no way she would be able to face al at breakfast the next day, so she decides against going. whether she starves to death doesn’t matter to her, because she’s a mess right now. her love had just walked away from her, and she didn’t know hat to do.