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oliviasfm‌:

*    𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒆    ,   𝒐.   ﹕   𝘧𝘵.     𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚊  .    ❜

this house was a plethora of memories. it was rainy saturday afternoons, down in the living room– when they’d spend too many wet august months, listening to music that was too loud for their own good. cameron would always pretend to hate it, but they’d catch him humming the lyrics down the hallway, or in the shower later that night— and she knew it was selfish to think that she was the only one who missed him. no, because cameron left behind a wake of people, everyone that met him, had seen a spark. he had countless girls, some of which were her friends, fawn over that sparkle in his eyes— but really, who wouldn’t? he left clara, who’s sadness didn’t come with a river of tears like olivia had. how she hadn’t cried for months, where it felt like liv had went on for days, like her sadness could fill up rivers, or the blue in her eyes. no, clara fumbled with a broken dish, and she’d pushed it all down until it came to a boiling point of frustration at a simple chore. he’d left coach, and a parent should never have to bury their child. he left a room untouched, and a truck still tucked under a tarp in the garage. he left a best friend— who hadn’t seen the inside of the sloane house, in what felt like years. a best friend, who used to crash on their couch, and that was always prepared for fourth of july fireworks. he’d left behind his sister, who fifth wheeled double dates— and a mountain of memories. so when clara needed her? even without the faintest hint of asking, or calling her, or texting her— she was there, standing in the spot that cameron would have, until she’s flopped on the bed– like olivia would have. “he’s right, you know-” brows scrunched, features recoiling just at the statement alone— because very seldom was he ever wrong, and he made sure those kids knew it. the blonde shifts on the mattress, taking one of the throw pillows, and whacking clara on the head with it. “why are you grade-a sulking right now?” dropping the weapon of choice down at her side, she sits up and tucks her knees under her. blue eyes are pinpointed on clara, but her gaze flickered to a frame sitting on the edge of a nightstand– and her heart sinks every time– nobody knew that was gonna’ be his last game. if she had, she would have made it go on a little bit longer. and sometimes, if she’s lucky— he still visits her in her dreams. but right now, she’s focused on clara, and the fact that she knew that the brunette only retreated home when something was bugging. “is this about pigs flyin’?” a waver of her hand, and she’s pointing to the window. “’cause i’ll go kick his ass, right now– you just say the word–” dramatic, and cued with a smirk, as she nudges the other’s shoulder. 

.✫*ﾟ･ﾟº  𝐨 𝐥 𝐢 𝐯 𝐢 𝐚 .

“ sorry , are you AGREEING with coach right now ? ” clara peeked up from where her face was smushed into a pillow , “ what kind’a benedict arnold best friend treason are you trying to commit here ? ” she FLINCHED as down feather came barreling down on her , landing in a thwack on her head , and she had half a mind to retaliate with a firm shove off of her bed , but maverick was once again wiggled in between , nosing at her cheek and further ruffling up her hair . “ why is it a problem when i get sulky ? ” she huffed , flopping over onto her back and staring at the ceiling , “ i think i’ve earned the right to sulk every now and again . ” and she wasn’t . . . WRONG , per say . just as an air of sparking innocence had a tendency to follow clara around , so did the expectation of a BRIGHT and bubbly personality . it was her own fault , really , with the way she refused to be anything but that 90% of the time , but in her own home . . . her own room ? she wasn’t the type to get hung up on a boy . she dated here and there , had flings on occasion , even fell in love once or twice , but to let someone get under her skin so quickly . . . in the best kind’a way . . . it was unheard of . “ no , ” she answered promptly , rolling her eyes before changing her answer to reflect the truth , “ yeah . but the only ass kicking he’d be gettin’ is from me , thank you very much . ” she grumbled , rolling onto her back and staring at the ceiling . as if it were routine , maverick shifted in his spot , resting his head on her stomach and nudging at her hands . “ not that he deserves it . i just kind’a let myself make a mess of things , i think , ” her lips pursed as her hands moved to mav’s ears , carefully running along his fur , “ i’ve never been good at the . . . real stuff , y’know ? when it gets more serious than hangin’ out or hookin’ up or . . . whatever . so i find somethin’ to muck it up before it can start . ” her chest heaves in a heavy sigh , and her head rolls to the side to look at the frames on her right . because she hadn’t missed it , the way olivia glanced over at them . ANYONE who entered her bedroom at home did . he was all over the walls , the only ghost among memories , in photographs and a framed jersey . “ i’ve sure got a way of putting my foot in my mouth . always have , i s’pose . cam was always better at this sort’a thing . i mean , sure , i’m outgoing . friendly . but he was just –– he knew people , y’know ? knew how to navigate this shit , ” her jaw clenches , and there’s a furrow in her brow as she stares at the photo , hard , and her voice cracks as she adds , “ i miss him . ” three words that were hardly uttered . because for CLARA , it wasn’t allowed . when the pain of missing her best friend reared its ugly head , she had to swallow it down before she threw it up . so she cleared her throat and glanced over at liv , feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude . because she was the one person who’d seen her in her most fragile states . . . and she stuck through it . “ i’m sorry , ” it’s a whisper , and she can’t hold that blue eyed gaze for much longer , so she focuses her eyes on the way maverick is drifting to sleep as she pets his ears , “ i’m sorry we don’t . . . talk about him like we should . ”

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––––     .✫*ﾟ･ﾟº @gifms .

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splash  !  (  @ADDISONRAE  on  tiktok  )

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––––     .✫*ﾟ･ﾟº @parkersfm .

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donncvans·:

@𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒚  :  do  u  know  if  the  mib  still  sell  those  sticks  that  make  ppl  forget  ?  im  asking  for  a  friend @𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒚  :  ok  but  u  know  idk  how  to  spell  /  write  or  talk  when  im  drunk  so  jokes  on  u @𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒚  :  me  ??  i  would  never  screenshot  and  betray  u  like  that  @𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒚  :  i  was  never  ur  fan  let  this  b  recorded @𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒚  :  jjkjk  im  ur  biggest  fan  what  did  dev  say  👀

@𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔 : why can’t you just accept the fact that your love for me knows no bounds  @𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔 : ok but that’s why i said i would help u dipshit @𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔 : she said , endearingly @𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔 : omg a dipshit AND a liar . . . how are u single @𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔 : ooooh no no no . no amount of sucking up could get me to be a snitch , donnie roy . nice try though .  @𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔 : granted i’d be happy to hear your half of the events

𝑠𝑛𝑎𝑝 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚  𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 .

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––––     .✫*ﾟ･ﾟº @donncvans .

@madisonbaileybabe : Get well soon sick sassy Rudy.

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parkersfm 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 : 💬 🥃 🎶 📷 again but make it liv

send me 💬 for the last text my muse sent yours .

𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂 : i’m coming to pick you up  𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂 : we’re driving down to the coast for the day idc idc idc 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂 : bring your suit and have a podcast ready for the drive . i’m feelin something about aliens maybe but ultimately your pick 

send me 🥃 for a drunk text/voicemail they left .

“ livvy . . . not really sure where you are . hopefully not with some kind’a chbrad . . . kevin . . . michael type . because . . . EW . but , anyway . i just –– m’at home . home , home . LOUISIANA home . for pops’s birthday .  i should’a brought you . everyone here knows ya . . . oh , i don’t know . coach is mad ‘cause aunt kay snuck me one too many , but i NEEDED it . i just –– s’like they can’t talk about him . they can’t . it drives me FUCKIN’ nuts , and i’d be a little less nuts with you here . i –– i’m sorry we don’t talk about him like you want . really . i wish i could . and i –– am not tryin’ to get sappy on you . so i’ll –– call ya tomorrow . i love ya , liv . i really do . ”

send me 🎶 for their ringtone in mine’s phone . 

always be my baby –– mariah carey .

send me 📷 for their contact picture .

there are approximately 918271923 atrocious pictures of liv on clara’s phone , and they get slowly dished out with every birthday that passes . granted , she’s probably got just about as many horrible photos of clara . . . but what would best friends be without an ample amount of blackmail material . that doesn’t negate the fact that clara also probably has tons of liv’s instagram screenshotted for the sole reason that . . . she’ll screenshot , send it liv , shout something about big blue eyes and being fine as hell . . .  and then forget to delete said screenshot . this picture ? definitely received via snap at four in the morning . 

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@parkersfm​ 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 : 💬 🥃 🎶 📷

send me 💬 for the last text my muse sent yours .

𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂 : i would , in fact , share my disney+ account with joe burrow HOWEVER 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂 : i wouldn’t nap with him in a tiny ass bed 🥺 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂 : speaking of pls unlock your door bc surprise i’m omw 

send me 🥃 for a drunk text/voicemail they left .

“ i have . . . half a mind –– to come knockin’ on your door again because , truthfully , parker cole , the fact that you aren’t at my beck and call is OUTRAGEOUS . . . anyways , i was calling to see if you were awake but you clearly are . . not . and that’s fine ! it’s fine . juuuuuust fine . i just , uh –– i don’t know . wanted to see you . ‘course that’s nothing new . dev’s been teasin’ me all night for payin’ too much attention to my phone –– which is somethin’ i NEVER do , by the way . not sure what you’re doin’ to me , cole . –– ” there’s a sigh , and a momentary pause before , “ guess it’s just because i like you too damn much . and if you like me back , you sure as hell won’t play this for me tomorrow . see ya then , sweet boy . ”

send me 🎶 for their ringtone in mine’s phone . 

in too deep – sum 41

send me 📷 for their contact picture .

of the people that clara is in pretty steady contact with , parker’s pretty scarce in her camera roll . granted . . . there might be a couple thirst traps tucked away privately , but she sure as hell isn’t taking the chance of her phone ringing and a less wholesome picture popping up in front of someone like her d a d . this one , though , was quietly snapped in the bed of a beat up pickup while the sun was setting and clara found herself on something that was very , very , very much NOT a date with one ( 1 ) parker cole . who , she’ll admit to no one , is quite stunning during golden hour . 

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@donncvans​ 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 : 💬 🥃 🎶 📷

send me 💬 for the last text my muse sent yours .

𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂 : hey so quick q 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂 : did your mom have to be induced for a c - section when you were born because they realized your head was too big for a natural birth ?? because i assume it’s always been this way . 

send me 🥃 for a drunk text/voicemail they left .

“ i know . . . i left your snap on read , and honestly i think it’s fucking RUDE that i know for a fact your phone’s in your hand and you just let it ring like you don’t wanna talk to me . you know what ! i bet . . . i bet . . . if i were one of the girls on your fuckin’ ROSTER , your needy ass would’ve fumbled the ball to answer . . . it hurts , d . it really hurts . but i tell you what , boy , i’m used to it by now . and i –– i would’a said it on snap , but i know your reflexes are quick even if you can’t read when you’re drunk . . . read ? or write . whatever . LISTEN . . . i just wanted to let you know . . . that you , donnovan roy , HOLLYWOOD . . . i love you , kid . i do ! i do . i said it . number seventeen on the field and number one in my hea–– fuck , the uber just took a wrong turn . i’m being FUCKING stolen . call the cops if i don’t resurface in 24 hours . . . or that lady from don’t fuck with cats . she’d find me . and if this is the last you hear from me , i am happy to know you .   GOTTA GO . ”

send me 🎶 for their ringtone in mine’s phone . 

pretty fly –– the offspring .

send me 📷 for their contact picture .

oh y’all have CUTE pictures of donnie on your phone ? not miss clara ! no no no . it’s ugly screenshots . it’s sweaty post - game photos .  it’s drunk clara + donnie looking absolutely fed up with each other . it’s a scowl from the other side of of a booth at 2am in their favorite diner . it’s clara kissing his cheek and him looking disgusted . it’s donnie in the driver’s seat and clara looking pissed on the passenger side . and this one ? is clara going to grab his chin ( ya know . . . like in the tiktok vids . . . ) and straight CHOKING him instead .

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@𝙜𝙞𝙛𝙢𝙨​ 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 : 💬 🥃🎶 📷 ! !

send me 💬 for the last text my muse sent yours

𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂 : if you open your window you 100% can hear stella and i waiting for you so get your cute lil BEHIND down here asap because i am taking you on a date tonight miss georgia buchanan 

send me 🥃 for a drunk text/voicemail they left

“ can y’all –– for one DAMN second be . . . quiet ? c’mon now , i’m on the –– oh , she didn’t pick up . damn you for not pickin’ up , gi . i had somethin’ real important t’ tell ya . but i won’t lie , three rings and a couple’a goddamn HOOLIGANS runnin’ their mouths made me forget but . . . i should let y’know that i love you and ain’t nothin’ changing that . . . and i certainly wish i was at home in my cute new pjs . . . okay , talk tomorrow . ”

send me 🎶 for their ringtone in mine’s phone

suga suga –– baby bash . 

send me 📷 for their contact picture 

taken gi’s senior year of high school , the night before the school year began in the living room of the sloane residence . if clara was a crier , she’d have lost it that night because she sure as hell can’t imagine the halls without gi around for her to bother . . . even though she really wasn’t going far . they stayed up the majority of the night , got shitty diner food for breakfast , mixed mimosas in the car , and had a real hard time staying awake at school the next day . . . but that night really solidified it for clara . georgia was more of a sister than a friend .

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send me 💬 for the last text my muse sent yours

send me 🥃 for a drunk text/voicemail they left 

send me 🎶 for their ringtone in mine’s phone 

send me 📷 for their contact picture 

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𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅: 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗿: 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲?

“ 𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 , i think there’s more than one factor that goes into what makes me find someone attractive , but a big thing for me is … i suppose i think it’s attractive to be clever . not necessarily book smart , but CLEVER in that i always gravitate towards people who can keep up . silver tongue kind’a stuff , quick witted comebacks , fast on the fly … the type’a person who can talk their way out’a trouble if they have to . –– but i also find drive to be attractive . . . y’know , doing what it takes to get what you want . ‘ course . . . that could just be me needin’ someone who can keep up . 

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𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅: 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵 , 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗲 ?

“ 𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐧 this one’s kind’a OBVIOUS , but one wish ? no ramifications ? just works out perfectly ? trio’s not really a trio without three people , and i don’t think there’s a DAY that goes by without missin’ cam . i’d wish that accident never happened , i s’pose . it’s not like i haven’t wished that before , though . on just. about every shootin’ star i’ve had the luck of seein’ . . . GRANTED , this feels like a lot of responsibility , so . . . maybe i’d just give my wish so someone else . someone more responsible . coach , maybe . ”

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𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅: 𝘄𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝗱𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗼𝗻 ?

" 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐰 . . . i don’t know if it’s quite fair to play FAVORITES , but if i had to pick just one ? mav , maybe . . . though if you’re askin’ about someone who walks on two legs . . . i damn near PROPOSED to georgia the other day . in fact , i think i damn near propose to gi every day , but that’s just because it is –– quite literally –– impossible not to love her . dev and liv , too , and i could go on and on about ‘em , but i’ll spare ya for now .

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𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔  uploaded to her snap story .

“ hey joe burrow if you’re reading this i’m now free on mondays . my monday nights are available . if you’re free . let me know . because i’m available . ”

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Anonymously tell me how you feel about me. I can't reply, I just have to read it and post it.