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ALPHAS LIKE US CHALLENGE → day 4

favorite breadcrum relationship

“Incoming,” Banks says, and our heads turn as  S u l l i v a n  M e a d o w s weaves around a few tables, dark hair splayed over the shoulders of her jean jacket. She’s aiming for SFO. For this table.

For  A k a r a.

We can all tell. Even if she doesn’t realize it.

“She’s hesitating,” Quinn narrates as Sulli pauses, turns slightly. Fingers to her lips.      

Akara sets down his water bottle, brows furrowing. The two of them have been doing this concern-worried-for-each-other dance since their “fight” at the stair climb. It’s a little intense, even for buddyguards.

“And she’s exiting,” Banks says, just as Sulli swerves around and rushes away from SFO.

“I’ll be a sec.” Akara detaches from our spot and chases after Sulli. And when he’s well out of earshot, we all turn back to the table and look at each other.

Oscar says, “Either Kitsuwon is in denial about his feelings for that girl or he’s playing all of us.”

ALPHAS LIKE US CHALLENGE → day 2

favorite quote

ALPHAS LIKE US CHALLENGE → day 3

favorite friendship

You know Kinney Hale as the Princess of Goth and all things supernatural… And you wish you were part of her  g i r l   s q u a d  that includes Winona Meadows, Audrey Cobalt, and Vada Abbey.

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“Don’t tell the girl squad what’s happened.” 

lit meme: The Blackthorns

lit meme: characters ♡  rhysand

like us challenge: day three  ♡  favorite name story “Hey there,” I say, “Sullivan Minnie Meadows.” 

She stretches her left arm as though to say, that’s me. 

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I stroke my little girl’s cheek. “She named you Sullivan…”

Adam Sully would’ve loved it, which is why it fucking gets to me. I put my hand to my mouth. I wonder if the name was a spur of the moment idea or if she’s thought about it for a while. 

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He says, “First thing that fucking comes to you.”

First thing?

“Dais.”

“Minnie,” I say quickly. “Minnie Meadows.” I have to warn him. “It’s silly.” Everything I’ve ever named has been on the side of quirky.He kisses me, the powerful movement rocking both of our bodies. Grinding together. Ryke. I hang onto his arms, bucking into him. His tongue naturally tangles with mine, his hands creating friction between my legs as much as our wandering limbs.