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I fell off so bad 😭

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Def taking a “sick” day tomorrow 🤭

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"well, yes, brandon! you're acting like it's wrong for me to want to know where I stand with you." the words slipped out sharper than she intended, frustration causing her to throw her arms up in exasperation. a deep sigh escaped her lips as she shook her head, reflecting on how everything had spiraled out of control between them. sure, she had left brandon, abandoning what they had for what seemed like a promising relationship. was she to stay in what felt like a one-sided relationship or go for the guy giving her attention and attempting to court her. what was then a no brainer, had came to live up to its words as she quickly came to realize how much he meant to her. "you act like you’re without flaws, and we both know that’s not the case. i made a mistake, brandon. i chose him over you,” she said, nodding with her gaze locked onto his. “but don’t pretend like you didn’t prioritize everything else over me long before I walked away—especially football.”

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the pain was oddly similar to that of stubbing one's pinky toe against an unforgiving leg of a chair- sudden and sharp, a jolt that reverberated through one's body. for a moment, everything else faded into the background, leaving her solely focused on that intense, throbbing sensation that awaken from his truths. she knew she could be clumsy in their relationship, that her impulses had wreaked havoc on more than just a few moments. yet, shanice once stood before him, radiating confidence and convinced that she still held a special place in his heart. now, as she processed his words, her mouth fell slightly agape, and she instinctively took a step back, as if his revelation had physically pushed her away. with furrowed brows, she struggled to find the right words, the air between them thick with tension and uncertainty. "you don't love me anymore?" she finally managed to get out, her voice carrying a tremble mixed of disbelief and vulnerability.

open: f only 21+

"You left me, left our relationship all for what? chase after other fucking guy who gave you two seconds of attention." Brandon pointed out, his voice a little higher with each word he said. "My feelings were over looked and i was blindsided by you, everyone was right about you. Now you want to make amends? no thanks. I loved you yes, that doesn't mean i love you still."

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she scoffed, rolling her eyes at his casual mention of anyone, as if she were just another face in the crowd. the cold, unyielding concrete beneath her felt like a stark contrast to the simmering rage churning inside, anchoring her to a reality she had fought so hard to escape. it was a reality that felt increasingly chaotic and out of control. perhaps if she had been warned, if she had seen it unfold in a different setting, on a different night—then again, it wouldn’t have mattered. because it wasn’t her that drew that smile on his face, and it certainly wasn’t her he had wrapped his arms around. “then don’t,” she shot back, her response quick and sharp. her gaze flitted around the space before locking onto his, a forced smile creeping back as they remained in the presence of his companion. she held his gaze, frustration flickering in her eyes as she pulled away, shaking her head in disbelief. her brows rose and fell in a quick, involuntary motion as he offered her shelter from their storm. crossing her arms tightly across her chest, her heels dangled aimlessly at her side. “what does it matter what I want? we don’t get the things we want, right?” his words from earlier in the evening now parting her duo, and her hard stare returned to him. “just don’t dare use me as some… prop to impress her.” her head gestured in the direction of the venue. “like you’re some true gentleman who actually cares about me being alone in the cold. because we both know you don’t.”

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open to: m

muse: savannah adams portrayed by (alt to my zendaya) savannah smith

plot: rumor by lee brice (think two small crazy in love kids reunite as young adults reconnecting as if nothing has changed, but everything has changed)

"there's a rumor going around... 'bout me and you."

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the smile plastered across iris's face didn’t quite reach her eyes at the mention of his dad. "that's nice, they both gave you some amazing skills. great at taking care of others and apparently amazing at cooking.." she nodded, the absence of that presence in her life creeping into her thoughts, as it often did, but she quickly pushed it aside, grounding herself in the moment with joaquin. “oh yes, please, master pancake maker, show me the sacred family recipe,” she said, her voice laced with playful lilt. “five ingredients sounds too good to be true but i'm still very impressed.” iris replied, her eyes sparkling with curiosity as she moved to lean against the counter, watching him gather the ingredients. “is it odd to say i can literally already smell the pancakes?” the thought of fluffy pancakes flooding her thoughts. as his brows narrowed in her direction and concern flickered across his face, she tilted her head to the side slightly while looking over at him. “yeah, im okay, really.” she reassured softly with a titter, feeling a warmth spread through out her, appreciating his concern. “i promise. if anything, it's nothing some amazing pancakes can’t cure.” she wiggled her brows as a playful grin tugged at her lips. “so bananas, milk, eggs, flour, and… baking soda?” her eyes fell to the dry ingredients he gathered and she corrected herself with a laugh. “powder! baking powder. see, i'm already messing up.”

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he nodded his head, a grin spreading across his lips, his eyes still closed but fully tuned in to everything his wife was saying. “oh trust me, I know. speaking of that, you get any packages in the mail? you know you keep the postal workers busy,” he teased, chuckling lightly. “i was going to get you a new mom whip, but i'm sure whatever you chose makes the perfect gift for taking care of yourself and our baby the way you do.” he lifted his eyelids just enough to catch her expression, his big hand reaching over to caress her growing belly gently. “plus me massaging those ashy feet of yours,” deuce laughed, shaking his head as he anticipated her reaction. he released a sigh, knowing exactly what was coming. “not really, you gone let it go?”

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𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒃𝒐𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒆 :

social media / communication meme ! templates not included , so feel free to interpret as you wish !

📲 – the last texts our muses sent

🎥 – my muse's favorite video / gif of yours

📸 – an instagram layout featuring your muse

🎞️ – my muse's camera roll featuring your muse

🐦 – a tweet from my muse about yours

🎶 – a playlist my muse made for yours

📞 – your muse's contact information in my muse's phone

❤️ – the last instagram post my muse made of your muse

💻 – my muse's desktop background featuring your muse

💌 – a letter of appreciation from my muse to yours

📺 – three shows our muses watch together

🕊️ – a moodboard of our muses' relationship

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winona shook her head, her fingers deftly picking the pepperonis off the pizza, each slice a vivid reminder of him. she rolled her eyes anticipating his predictable response, word for word. “unless it’s cupcakes..” a playful grin spread across her face as she pulled the phone away from her ear for a moment, laughter bubbling just beneath the surface. “don’t hang up, please” she interjected quickly, the humor unmistakable in her tone, her joy an attempt to lighten the conversation. “i’m not trying to overstep your boundaries, mason. and you’re going to block me anyways because it’s easier that way.” winona bit down on her bottom lip, searching for the right words as her elbow met the table and her face rested within her palm. “i guess it’s just—” she shrugged one shoulder as if he could see her. “i want you in my life. though sometimes it feels like a need because everything feels empty without you. and i know i can’t keep you in my life just because i feel.. trapped and i also know we can never just be friends again because i think i might—” she paused, a flicker of vulnerability in her eyes before she shut them close. “i just miss you. a lot and i thought maybe hearing your voice would help.” the weight of her unspoken feelings left to hang in the air.

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gimme that we’re just fuck buddies but oh shit, i’m pregnant with your baby plot

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finding it hard to resist her gaze, ace quickly adverted his attention down to the floor, focusing on nothing in particular. he let her words linger in the air for a moment before responding, his tone soft and mild-mannered as always. "don't play on my heart like that," he exhaled deeply, bracing himself for the direction conversation was likely to take as he met her gaze. "besides, you know how i feel about you."

➙ kapri mcbride. 31. receptionist / content creator. based on x. open to all.

‘ they told me they love me ... it doesn't mean a damn thing . if i heard it from you , it'd mean everything . ’

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in a playful manner, miranda raised her hands in mock surrender, her drink cradled gently as she flashed a teasing smile. "listen, i never made light of the work put in! i only said he had his work cut out for him." she shrugged, bringing the glass back to her lips to finish the last sip, the warmth of the drink still lingering. her gaze fell to his outstretched hand, a flicker of hesitancy stiffening her fingers as she contemplated the offer. what harm could a little dance do? finally accepting his hand, she lifted her eyes to meet his gaze, a spark of mischief igniting between them. "oh and i'm judging hard; we both know i'm not an easy critic." a slight grin stretched across her lips as she moved closer to him. "don't step on my toes this time."