#grlx-almighty

[sonderbound]

robbie || astrid

robbie: hey babes

robbie: how many shots would i have to buy you to get you to come and pick my dumbass up

robbie: this gas station is not funky fresh

[0hhcney]

                                         did it look THAT obvious that lydia didn’t belong at a surf shop ?? her skin was smooth porcelain frightened of the sun patching it with burns. not to mention, she wasn’t roaming around saying ‘  bruh, ’ - or there just for the latest insta photo like most of the younger crowd hanging around were. “ oh CJ ... thank god.. ”  spotting the working woman, lydia had almost turned and left. learning to surf ?? sounded like such a rough hobby for lydia to tackle... yet the woman was stubborn, not one to live in fear over such things. spontaneity was bait over this topic. - still, the question of  ‘ WHY ‘  was at her frontal lobe. “ too late to bail ? ”  the woman gave a nervous grin, half-jokinly. 

                                                          @grlx-almighty​ . //

[okvivicnne]

&. MALIBU NIGHTS WHO: @grlx-almighty WHERE: talia’s apartment

There is something so intimately familiar and fundamentally foreign about the concept of Talia living no more than three floors down from her: on one hand, Viv is certainly no stranger to slipping several doors down into the comfort of Talia’s hotel suite, and on the other, the concept that Talia is right there, and will be there, and will continue being there -- that, in and of itself, is surreal. Viv bites down on her lip, raising the hand unoccupied by her phone to her mouth, covering the persistent fond smile on her face before it can betray her and grow into a full blown moonstruck grin as her phone buzzes insistently with Talia’s new messages.

She elects to take the stairs down instead of the elevator, and within minutes, her hand’s at the door, rapping on it carelessly until it swings out from underneath her knuckles. “Why hi there, neighbor! Came here wondering if you needed to borrow a cup of sugar or anything,” she said, her initial greeting lilting into a low, pleased croon.

[lauralaword]

“Dude, Nemo...girls are gonna be your downfall, I swear.  Mind fillin’ me in on this weird ass love triangle you got goin’ on with Hayd?”

@grlx-almighty​

[wildviolcts]

@grlx-almighty​

Despite the fact that the biggest hub for lesbian activity in the whole of Los Angeles sits right outside of her very own home, Violet typically finds herself unable -- or at least unwilling -- to venture into Retrograde. Apart from the likelihood of filth, it was also crowded, loud, dimly lit, and full of people that indulged in rather unsavory pastimes. Of course, never before had she had a reason to step in, aside from the one visit she’d taken with Thea. Now? There seems to be plenty.

In the daytime, the spacious club held a very different energy than it did in the night. Though a few patrons sit around the bar, mostly the area is empty. The lights are dim but the room isn’t dark. She can see the floor beneath her, and the tables and seats as she walks by, all of which look tidy. As she approaches the bar, she can feel the tension in her shoulders begin to dissipate a little, especially when she catches sight of the back of a blonde head. Strong shoulders ripple and back muscles flex as she stretches, reaching for something sitting on the top shelf. She grasps it easily, turning around to give the patron a wide smile, honey colored eyes flashing.

Violet begins to walk a little faster subconsciously, sidling up to emptiest part of the bar top and waiting until she has the blonde’s full attention. “Hi, I don’t know if you remember me,” how stupid, of course she remembers you, you dunce. She’s been texting you nonstop for days. “Violet. Did you leave this the other day? At the park?”

[simplesublime]

it was almost like it was a distant memory, one pill... one shot... two pills... two shots...then so, so many more. the sharp pain... wait? why was she feeling something? the point of the pills were to not feel anything. . . then dark. she woke up to doctors poking and prodding. . . damn. she didn’t have the money for this hospital bill. . . then they told her, all of it. the fact that she was dead, how she barely survived. she wanted to celebrate her second chance of life. but when all was said and done? she was alone in that hospital room. it was then, cricket picked up the phone and dialed the first person who came to her mind: lucy. 

she’d reached voicemail. . . but at least it rung out . . . it wasn’t like her call was declined or anything. that fact alone gave her a slice of hope. she left a message, head pounding, voice weak, “ uh - - hey lulu. it’s um, it’s cricket. . . i don’t, you know... want to bother you but, i was wondering if ... maybe you could come to the hospital, uh, FUCK-- um. . . i  . . .i don’t know which one.  i’m -- it’s room 431b. that’s all i know--” and just like that, the message was cut off due to time. she let out a shaky breath, sent her location and put down her phone. time would tell if she made the right call. / @grlx-almighty​

[gapsofsvnlight]

Though CJ only walked away to order more drinks for them, like, 2 minutes ago, Sydnee is already missing the feeling of her body against hers. There have been very few moments where they’ve stopped touching in some way tonight at Retro, and that’s how she likes it. But she stayed behind to dance with a friend she found in the crowd while CJ slipped away to get their 5th? 6th? round of drinks. And that was all fine and dandy, until Sydnee glances over to the bar and sees some girl getting way too close to her girlfriend for her comfort. “Be right back,” she calls to her friend over the music before making a determined path towards CJ. Wasting no time once she wedges herself between the surfer and the random girl, Sydnee presses her body against CJ’s and smirks mischievously at her. “Missed you,” she murmurs before bringing one hand to her cheek and one rests on her shoulder, bringing their lips together in a searing kiss. 

// @grlx-almighty​

[xmargot]

                                            let it be clear, this most definitely WASN’T my fault ! - a story by margot st. pierre ... when it most DEFINITELY was her fault. - but good luck trying to get any form of apology out of the woman. the words ‘ im sorry ’ wouldn’t dare to reach the tip of her tongue, let alone leave her lips. let the truth be said; if margot HADN’T impatiently took a coffee that WASN’T hers... because waiting was TOO much.... then she wouldn’t have turned around and SMACKED into the person who the coffee had ACTUALLY belonged to. it had caused QUITE the mess. the spill of beige caffeine along the tiled floor. it was a hazard. 

                 hazard; a danger or risk. that’s EXACTLY what margot’s little assembly mess had created.  to save the world inside of this cafe, she would save the woman who would unknowingly, and potentially slip into the spill. “ HEY ! ” margot called out. her hand reached out and intruded the woman’s space, grabbing at her arm. pulling the woman back, the blond took in a sharp breath. “ some ass spilled their coffee and didn’t bother cleaning it up. thought i’d save you from wiping out. ”  again, not accepting responsibility, and now claiming to be some hero. oh margot. 

                                                                  @grlx-almighty​ . //

[catch22write]

H A Y D E N || V-DAY PARA

Hayden had waited until she returned from the mosh pit to open up her Valentines day cards, an idea that was starting to seem less and less of a good once since her head was now pounding. She grabbed a bag of peas from the campervan freezer, that she wouldn’t be eating anyway because ew, and pressed it to her eye before crashing down on her bed and grabbing a card at random. 

Hayds,

It’s been a rough month, huh? And I know there’s no one to blame, but me. I want to apologize, and I know we’ve had this conversation but I need it in writing. I’m sorry for the way I acted, for how jealous I was.

I don’t know if you know this, but I don’t think I would have had the courage to take the giant leap and ask Sydnee to be official if it wasn’t for you. And, I appreciate that.

Someone’s gotta call me out on my shit, and there’s no one better to do that than a little sister. I love you, but please don’t kiss my girlfriend again.

- CJ @grlx-almighty​

Hayden snorted, the action causing a wave of pain reverberating in her head and she winced before flipping the polaroid picture over a couple of times, a small smile on her face. She would have to text CJ later, bygones be bygones and all that. She reached down and grabbed another card. This one was inside an envelop and Hayden admired the pocket knife and mini surfboard before reaching for the card. it had a small dinosaur and Hayden traced it a couple times over before opening it. 

I been a dick lately, and for that, I’m sorry. I love you, dude. Actions speak louder than words though, so, use this card as a coupon for diner pancakes on me! Expires: Never. ‘cause you’re my buddy forever. From, Crick @simplesublime​

Hayden smiled again. She blamed the fact that she’d just gotten punched in the face for the fact that her eyes were tearing up and she was getting a little emotional. The four of them would need to hang out soon, she thought, if only for her sanity. The next card she grabbed had a little surfer dude on it. Cute, Hayden thought before turning the card over. 

To Hayden, I meant it when I said you’re cute. I’m not always good with words but don’t think I haven’t wondered, too. - Mattie @makebelicve​

The words caused Hayden to sit up abruptly and Hayden whacked her head hard against the above bed lamp. The action caused the bag of frozen peas she had been holding to burst and send little frozen peas flying all over the mattress and Hayden flying back down into her pillow. “Fuuuudge berries,” she cried out in the empty campervan, “holy fish sticks that flipping hurt. Urghhh son of a really nice and respectable woman, flapjack!” She continued for a few more seconds, spewing random words in an attempt to subdue the pain she was feeling in her head.Once the throbbing in her head had subsided, Hayden looked at the card again through blurry eyes. Mattie had thought about it, them... dating... Hayden couldn’t believe it. She smiled and held the card close to her chest. 

She kept going, grabbing another card, this one simple and welcoming, a la Coyote style. 

To CJ, Cricket, and Hayden: E hele me ka pu’olo. Mahalo my dudes. @lauralaword​

Hayden would have to google it in the morning but the thought of Coyote sending them all a card warmed Hayden’s heart. She had enjoyed getting to know Coyote these last few days, respected her as a boss but admired her as a friend and she was happy they had had a good evening, even if the mosh pit had been an entirely new experience for Hayden. 

As she read the cards, Hayden began absentmindedly eating the half frozen peas that were now scattered on her bed. She reasoned she would go get a real icepack from Retro as soon as she was done reading the cards. It wasn’t until she got to Sydnee’s card that she realized she’d been eating frozen peas and Hayden made a face before grabbing the card with two lollipops attached to them. 

happy valentine’s day, hayds! thanks for bringing me to my special valentine this year, hope someone is lucky enough to spend this lovey day with you. love you always!

xo syd @outsidethelines​

^ these “dum dums” are the candy representation of us when we go out drinking together LOL ♡

Hayden popped one of the lollipops into her mouth and read Sydnee’s card over again. She was happy that CJ and Sydnee had figured out their shit, it certainly had helped fixed her and CJ’s relationship at least closer to what it had been before everything had fallen out. Again, she’d have to message Sydnee and make plans to hang out.

The last card she grabbed was anonymous, though one look at the name she’d been addressed by was enough for Hayden to have a pretty good idea as to who had sent it. 

blondie, confession: i used to watch you surfing and wonder if you would ride my face as well as that board. i’m pleased to confirm, it was even better. still is. just like those signs by the marina, ‘slippery when wet’… holy guacamole was that an understatement. if you are when you eat (ocean water - i’ve seen you eat it way more times than i can count), then that explains a lot about the state of my mouth (and bed) that first time. good game, surfer girl. there’s a lot of fish in the ocean… thanks for letting me be shellfish and reel you in now and then. high tide or low tide, i’ll be by your side - shake ‘n’ fry shake at the ready. glad you know what makes you happy. fuck the rest, right? your secret admirer, 💙 @edencardoso​

By the end of the card, Hayden’s face was beat red and she swallowed before closing the card. Eden, the girl was a confusing mystery to Hayden. She wasn’t sure when their relationship had shifted, knew that Eden never really liked hanging around Hayden until one day she did. Urgh, her head hurt. She would have to do some more thinking about this tomorrow. For now, she had peas to clean up and ice to get. Hayden gathered up her valentines day card and threw them in the basket beside her bed. With much on her mind, Hayden began picking up the frozen peas, painstakingly one by one... 

[simplesublime]

@grlx-almighty​ / lucy. 

        cricket was deep into the withdrawal process. she couldn’t sleep, yet she was tired all the time. cramps. headaches. god, the excessive sweating. it was like a bad flu. . . but worse, the doctor said things would improve as soon as 72 hours, but, she was still feeling so damn bad. she finally found a way to sleep - - after hours of forcing her eyes closed while she held lucy in her arms - - truly grateful to have her in her life. she woke up that morning already feeling better as the clock ran out of hour 84. maybe doctors weren’t a scam? she stirred with a yawn and a few moments staring at the ceiling before she hoisted a leg over her sleeping wife ( ex-wife-who-she-was-still-seeing? partner? --- it was still kind of confusing to cricket ) so that she was straddling her, placing soft kisses all over her face. “wake up, my little sunshine! wake up, baby. we’re gonna do something fun today.” 

[lauralaword]

The sunshine and light breeze offers little comfort as Lana stands outside of the door.  A bundle of nerves.  In one hand, Lana clutches the handles of a cloth shopping bag, hanging by her hips.

And her opposite hand is extended forward; a finger trembling as it hovers a scant distance from a buzzer button.

 She doesn’t like this feeling.  This gnawing hesitation--the kind of fear that precedes a fight or flight response.  But she pushes the thoughts from her mind.  Reminding herself, that she is still, in fact, acting foolish.  It had been long enough, and it was nigh time that she nip this in bud.  

Her finger finally presses the buzzer for “C. JAMES/C. LAWSON”.

@grlx-almighty​

[gapsofsvnlight]

After years of pestering and persuading, CJ had finally convinced Sydnee to make the move from San Francisco to Los Angeles. She was sick of having to make the trek to see her bestie all the time, and it made sense for her career anyways. So when CJ suggested Sydnee stayed at her beachside apartment while she looked for a place of her own, she figured there was no use waiting any longer. Plus, if it meant more quality time with her fave surfer, she was always down.  

When Sydnee enters the apartment with CJ, she immediately starts heading towards the other blonde’s bedroom, familiar with the layout of the place from her frequent visits. “Home sweet home,” she says with a playful grin towards CJ. She sets her bags on the ground before flopping down on the bed dramatically. “I don’t think you’re ready for the amount of out of this world cuddles you’re gonna get from me every night,” she says with a soft laugh as she looks at her friend, the thought that she would sleep anywhere besides CJ’s bed never crossing her mind. ( @grlx-almighty​ )

[lauralaword]

lanagrams || ♡

FROM: ELLA CARR

Lana, Had to do a little research on this one but I figured you’d like it. Thanks for a great date. I hope we can see each other again soon. :-) – Sincerely, Ella

You hear that, Dr. Sullivan?  A beautiful, charming woman got you a physics related card, and wants to see you again.  YOU!  Dr. Lana Sullivan, particle physicist and nerd extraordinaire.  You. @outsidethelines​

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FROM: HAYLEY WOODWARD

To Lana, Happy Valentine’s day. Hope you’re giving drinks other than martinis a fair shake on this day! – From Hayley

Okay...admittedly, I was a little too aggressive toward her that night...and she’s very sweet.  I’ll have to make it up to her by getting her a martini next time.  Filthy, of course. @hayleygunswood​

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FROM: ZENA ASANI

I never got the time to say this as a student, but, thank you for being so patient with me, and for believing in me when I didn’t believe in myself. I know you were just doing your job, but, you did more than anyone else would have. Look ! I still remember f=ma, a=fm, m=fa ! (God, I hope that was right…) From, Zena

Oh, Zena honey...you were an excellent student, it wasn’t particularly hard to be ‘so patient’ with you.  Plus, a grade doesn’t define you.  Your effort and drive are far better indicators of your character than any grade.  You’ve got such a bright future ahead of you!  And yes, you’re right! @simplesublime​

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FROM: CJ

[For all her good nature, CJ does not do a good job at taking responsibility when she’s in the wrong. At least not immediately. It’s pretty clear to her that she and Lana have drifted since getting with Sydnee, and while things are still tender — and CJ debates on how best to approach her in person, she figures something like this could be the perfect olive branch. She’d gone herself to build-a bear and crafted him himself.]  

I’m sorry. Let me know how I can help fix this. I miss you.

– CJ

Oh CJ...there’s nothing to fix...we never were...you never lov--...you didn’t do anything wrong. I’m the one who is the idiot here... @grlx-almighty​

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[lauralaword]

text || surf squad

coyote: aloha my dudes.  

coyote: tmrw gonna need ppl to check the schedule and pick up some extra shifts over the next 2 weeks.  

coyote: kinda last minute but hayd’s goin out of town n im gonna take over most of her lessons, but we r def gonna need all hands on deck.  

coyote: mahalo

@grlx-almighty @simplesublime @omghaydenbrock @fleabagisms