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the apartment above the bookshop

home of the Stout's

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oc aesthetic: ivy wren

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Oc aesthetic: beetle moth knight

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You're standing at the alter as I run down, shoes crushing the ends of my wedding dress like they do to all my too big jeans. You're standing at the alter bored out of your mind, digging a cross into your palm and watching the blood darken the already red carpet. I do an awkward half run up the steps and wave politely at the religious folk who has been tasked with marrying us. You lean forward a bit and smear some of the blood on my dress, cut getting caught in the decorative pearls and lace of my bodice. I'm barely offended, mainly I'm nervous. This will be a very nice day I think. Our only witness is the dog you insisted on taking home all those months ago, the dog that doesn't quite fit in our trailer but still sleeps on our bed with us. I giggle at its tail wagging, its drool and spit spilling over the chain wrapped around her neck. The man starts talking and I watch you watch me, eyes focused so intently I can tell you aren't hearing him. I am though. I've always been a little religious, at the end you grab me by my shoulders and crash our lips together, my hands fist in your greasy hair and the religious man laughs and claps loudly. Our dog barks and jumps off the pew, runs to us then back to the cherry cake I bought us at the grocery store. We're married and it's the greatest day ever.

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OC AESTHETIC: OLIVER MILLER

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OC AESTHETIC:

You don't really know how it happened, the sermon had come to a close and everyone slowly filtered out the church's big yawning doors, meandering around the grass and taking in the clouds overhead, beside you a woman walks slowest, a boy at her side, his hands clasped in hers shaking. She nods at you and smiles, soon enough you're following her through her front door and into the smokey confines of their home, when you sit down she stays standing, her hands reaching towards your forehead, you realize she's praying. You are in the company of Noa and Percy Smith.

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OC AESTHETIC: FERN MADDOX

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OC AESTHETIC:

RAPHAEL AND CHARLIE DEEMA

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OC AESTHETIC:

OSCA AND ELOA'S BEDROOM

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OC AESTHETIC:

EVANGELINE URIEL

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OC AESTHETIC:

AFRIEL URIEL

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OC AESTHETIC

OLIVER AND BRIAR WORK AT TACO BELL

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🫀𓈒⋆⑅˚₊୨୧ OCAESTHETIC:FLEURLACE ♡₊🦢₊✧

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OC AESTHETIC: OPHELIA WARD

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★⋆ ⋆☆⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆☆⋆⋆★✧ OC AESTHETIC

GOPAL JUNIUS ★⋆ ⋆☆⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆☆⋆⋆★✧

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where's your brother?

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