Feb 15, 2022
@lostmap ♥️ for a one liner based around ep 6.
❛ your mom said you were finally okay with visitors so... i brought some movies.... ❜
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@lostmap ♥️ for a one liner based around ep 6.
❛ your mom said you were finally okay with visitors so... i brought some movies.... ❜
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@lostmap ASKED, ❛ 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒏, 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 ? ❜ ( @ 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 ! )
𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑, 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐋𝐘. fingers come to run through long, dark locks until some of it is pushed behind her ear. back leans against the end of rue’s bed, blue eyes watching her with slight furrowed brow. it takes eveline a moment before she can nod her head once more, in reassurance of her answer. a deep breath taken in before actually speaking: ❝ i know what shit i do && do not fuck with, dude. ❞ hand gestures to the unknown bag of pills in rue’s hand. eveline got 𝓱𝓲𝓰𝓱 for about the same reason as rue , or so she’d been told, but she doesn’t want to accidentally overdose . . again. it happened once when she took too much of something she wasn’t exactly sure the origins of && it didn’t take long before she was falling over, buzzed out of her mind, but inching closer && closer to 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙷. ever since then, the experience scaring her but not enough to get completely clean , eveline doesn’t touch sketchy shit. weed && prescription’s⸺that’s her shit. ❝ i wanna get high, not die. ❞ she’ll make sure to clarify with a slight laugh. ❝ go ahead if you want. i’ll make sure you don’t fuckin’ fall over && die. ❞ such a good friend, right ?
⋄ ♥ ft . rue bennett ▸ 〕 ❛ um — hi . . . ❜ she can feel her heart in her throat , and ocean eyes threaten to spill over : she keeps her head down : the action of scrubbing her hands clean seemingly taking up all of her attention . she allows herself a glance : blue eyes meet warm brown in the bathroom mirror . ❛ it ‘ s , um , good to see you . . . ❜ + ( @lostmap )
fuck he’s missed her. she looks more like the kid that became his sister right now, all wild curls and soft smile. but he doesn’t like the teasing at the corner of her mouth, the way her mouth purses as she tries to hold back a grin as her gaze goes from his shoes to the white shirt of his suit. ❜ yo, i don’t wanna hear a word from ya, kid ❜ teasing from her is expected, warmth under ribcage at the thought of banter burying difficult memories, ❜ ya look good, ❜ and hand gestures at her frame vaguely, flowers at his side.
@lostmap ♡
@lostmap ASKED, “ 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 ?? ” ( @ 𝒄𝒚𝒓𝒖𝒔 ! )
𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐈𝐌, 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒. finally, after yet another encounter with nate jacobs && instead of it being at school, it’s at a party, cyrus had had enough ! eyes had narrowed at him after he purposefully bumps into her causing drink to spill down the front of her shirt⸺a deep set frown against lips following the agape mouth && shocked expression. nate, along with some of his friends, smirk && laugh at her when cyrus hears rue’s question from her side. red solo cup within grasp is crushed in her grip, nose flaring as anger begins to bubble underneath her skin making it warm to the touch. ❝ i’m so fuckin’ tired of this asshole being able to do whatever the fuck he wants ! “ anger translates to her tone, cup dropped to the ground. head turns to focus on rue, ❝ why doesn’t someone just punch him in the goddamn face?! “ ; now, there’s an 𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓪 she could get behind ! a smirk slowly creeps onto lips, body moving forward wordlessly now before she stands behind nate. hand reaches up to tap him on the shoulder: ❝ hey, nate ! i got somethin’ to say to you⸺ ❞ yelled over booming music, && as he turned ‘round ( that asshole grin on his lips ) cyrus allowed her foot to swipe behind her, travel forward with as much 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙲𝙴 as she could manage, && make contact with his crotch. once he’s bend over && down a little, cyrus’s closed fist cocks back && hits him square in the jaw. nate falls to the side, cyrus grinning. ❝ think about that next time you wanna bully me or anyone else, nate ! ❞
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“it’s like i’m cursed or something.”
"Do you actually believe that?" She smiled up at Rue a bit. "I know some lady that does aura readings and can tell you if it's true or not." Granted knowing someone and knowing of someone that said something in passing was far different than actually knowing them. "They're in Vegas, but if you want to ease on down the road of debauchery, I'm down." She shrugged. "Maybe getting rid of some bad juju would be a good thing."
“why do you have that look on your face?”
"Um," she looked down at her shoes. "It's not even anything really." Perhaps there was a bit of jealousy mixed with admiration in the fact that Rue's recent benders hadn't gone noticed. "Just forget it." She tried brushing off the expression, diverting the topic. "So.... that thing later." Belittling what they even called a party considering what she had grown used to. "We can try introducing people here to what my ex called dare chips." The idea of even mentioning a chip that wasn't a sobriety one something she probably shouldn't have done. "It's like poker except it's not like anyone can say no to a dare."
@lostmap ASKED, ❛ 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒚 ? ❜ ( @ 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒆 ! )
𝐈𝐓’𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 && 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐈𝐓. cassie sits on the front steps of her house, arms wrapped around knees while eyes stare out at nothing admits the bright street lights && the darkness overcast. seeing rue hadn’t been unusual, but it was unexpected for the night. at first, cassie had gestured inside where she knew lexi was assuming that was why rue was her, but then rue asks about 𝓱𝓮𝓻 && nothing else. cassie feels the pit in her stomach grow, the weight on her shoulders, the feelings in her stomach⸺blue eyes stare up at the other having widened in surprise. ; it takes a moment for the words to echo in her mind before tears immediately rush to blur her vision ! blonde locks of hair over shoulders shake along with her head && hands come to cover her features. cassie how breaks out into sobs before she can even think about speaking: ❝ no, no ! ❞ how great it feels to 𝙰𝙳𝙼𝙸𝚃 that out loud. ❝ maddy- . . maddy hates me ! she hates me, rue, && it’s all my fault ! ❞ though rue was the one who caused the drama between them, cassie felt better about crying to rue than she did her mother or sister. ❝ i’m such a terrible , person. i’m- . . . i never wanted to hurt maddy. i don’t know why i- . . ❞ the sobs worsen for a moment, tears wetting flushed cheeks.