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“ you’re my person. ” @trasshpack
“ aw, c’mon, don’t get all mushy on me, val, ” playful bashfulness, coupled with a soft shove into val’s arm now twirling his hair, batting his eyelashes, being a little dramatic over this. “ you’re making me blush. ”
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though martha was hardly shy back home in indiana, since moving to california over the summer she has fallen to become quite a reserved and isolated individual - not having chrissy with her to support her every move was a struggle, but also not having her mother’s constant remarks about every move was a blessing. back home she was never able to attend college for the course she wanted, she was too afraid to do so, but now living on her own and free from constant belittling ? her creative juices could flow.
“ excuse me ? ” tapping @trasshpack on the shoulder, a sweet smile pulling at her lips as she offers a dainty finger wave to the stranger. “ i’m looking for an old book shop, i think . . . i think it was called alice’s hideaway ? ”
starter call
@trasshpack ASKED: CATCH : for one muse to return the other's pet that escaped. + RESTRICTED : for both muses to sneak into someplace they're not supposed to be. (From joel! Are they trying to catch a pet? Sounds fun let’s go into this restricted place after them!)
“ you CANNOT be serious ?? ” stood beyond the chain link fence, the rusted DO NOT CROSS sign was barely hanging on now as the honey blonde stared in disbelief, “ you didn’t see rory go in there. he’s a total scaredy cat. ” or was it martha who was the scaredy cat ? who’s to say, but her dear rory the border terrier was missing and she had exhausted all of her options now. nibbling on her lower lip, martha sighed in defeat and moved to push herself through the small opening in the chainlink fence ( possibly made by previous trespassers ).
stepping out the otherside, martha glances over her shoulder to eye the other. “ come on, you’re an accessory to this now, let’s go get my little man. ”
“ not everything needs an explanation. i care about you. i don’t have to sit here and figure out why. i just do. so maybe you should try just accepting it too. ” @trasshpack
there’s plenty of evil and ugly things in this world, but in this moment, it feels like nothing is worse than displaying vulnerability. a beacon of toughness and grit, the team’s co-leading rottweiler, is reduced to quivering breaths and the feeling of being trapped. and she knows he means it victoria doesn’t doubt it for a second. blinking through the mild haze of a painkiller and the dull sting of an aggravated injury. fear. that’s what it is. fuck. “ joel, i’m trying to, i’m just ... i’m fuckin’ terrified, ” the latter end of her sentence breathed out through a shaking sigh, coupled with something like a laugh. something she’s been keeping in, hiding under tape and balms and that shit with shaq’s face on the box. “ if anyone knows about this, i don’t know if i'll get benched. you get that ? do you get what i haven’t told anyone ? why i haven’t told you ? ”
“ do you want me to make the others leave ? or we could go, get some fresh air. ” @trasshpack
“ nah, man, don’t make ‘em leave, ” said through a long sigh. an uncommon glimpse of a rather morose elliot a stark contrast of his usual bouncy, overexcitable nature. hands run through hair. lungs try to exhale every bit of anxiety, though it feels like it’s becoming harder + harder to breathe. maybe some fresh air would do him some good. maybe he’s just being dramatic over nothing. it’s been a while since he’s felt like this, and that freaks him out even more. “ i think i think i just need to go for a walk. clear my head, y’know. i don’t wanna get anyone worried or anything. ”
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[...] “ 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐋𝐘... ” jasper muses on the subject, lifting his shoulders in a shrug. this had all gotten more complicated, more messy than a few photos of ben were ever supposed to be, and he isn’t married to the idea of being on anyone’s team. still, he is not unfriendly to cher.
“— i’m on team whoever wants to pay me, cher. i’m like, an opportunist. ”
@trasshpack / cher !
[...] 𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍’𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓. not one that doesn’t elude to some shady activity on his part, and not one he’s willing to share with the other. shoulders lift in a shrug and jasper’s hands find his pockets. as gracefully as he can, he diverts attention from the subject of how he came to know about this “secret” get together planned for the weekend.
“ it doesn’t really matter, does it ? listen, ben, i know you know which house the party is at, ” he levels with him as though they are in the midst of a serious business transaction between friends instead of an awkward encounter between acquaintances at best. “ there’s going to be like, what ? two hundred other people there already, is it really the end of society as we know it if i go too ? ”
@trasshpack / ben !
@trasshpack / plotted starter.
fists bruised and split + a mouth full of blood. the raucous crowd coming down after a scrum, followed by whatever hype-up music can keep an audience’s attention while the second intermission begins. victoria spits on the locker room floor. not the first time and most likely, not the last that she’ll claim someone’s tooth and leave behind some biohazard to prove it. the brutal, ravenous loyalty to her team, clashing with her fiery determination to demolish the opposing team. big rivals, bad blood, and the desperation to keep everyone coming back : a lethal cocktail that will only lead to trouble. “ i bet everyone will stick around for the third now, ” victoria comments. typically able to move on from a fight, victoria finds herself unable to shake the undeniable rage from this. it was personal. every single hit. the sound of a body hitting the ice. feeling the hands of others trying to pull her back. not exactly helping her reputation of being only a little bit terrifying. but so be it. a dirty hit is a dirty hit, and if no one else is going to put some prick like that in check, then she will. even at the expense of that fucked up shoulder pins and needles cause her to wince and grit teeth, but she’ll get through it. she always does. eyes draw up to joel, followed by a chuckle : “ how’s the other guy lookin’ ? ”
