mo0nstrucks

[mo0nstrucks]

donna   had   only   come   out   for   some   fresh   air   —   just   a   quick   breath   before   checking   in   and   going   over   tomorrow’s   schedule   —   but   there   he   was,   stretching   in   the   parking   lot   like   someone   who   maybe   didn't   know   how   long   his   legs   were,   or   maybe   just   didn’t   care   who   was   watching.   well,   she   was   watching.   " careful, you’re   gonna   pull   something   doing   that, "   she   called,   arms   folded   loosely   as   she   leaned   against   the   doorframe.   her   tone   was   easy,   maybe   even   teasing,   but   she   couldn’t   deny   the   flutter   just   under   her   ribs   when   he   looked   over   like   that   —   all   wide - eyed   and   disarmingly   cute.   at   the   question,   she   glanced   back   into   the   bus,   weighing   how   much   work   she   should   be   doing   vs.   how   much   she   wanted   to   say   yes;   and   god   help   her,   she   really   wanted   to   say   yes.   " sure, "   she   said   finally,   pushing   off   the   frame   with   a   shrug   that   didn't   quite match   the   tiny   smile   tugging   at   her   mouth.   " but   if   anyone   sees   us   and   thinks   the   publicist's   hooking   up   with   the   tour   bus   driver,   i'm   blaming   you. "

OPEN TO: @mo0nstrucks

there they were, finally, stopped for the night in the back parking lot of the designated hotel, after a long day on the road. honestly, he didn't mind it - the pay was decent, and he got to spend his time hanging out with an awesome band -- and their publicist who just so happened to make his palms sweaty and knees feel like they were going to collapse at any moment. but he'd been playing it cool so far - basically, almost, with a few tiny exceptions - and it had been nice getting to know her over these past couple days. wasting no time in getting a chance to move his legs, eric hops out, doing some of the stretches he remembers his mom teaching him from his speedy growth spurt in junior high - until he notices someone in the doorway, watching him. dang it. one more note added to that exceptions list. "oh, uh... hey, donna. you wanna go grab something to eat?"

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her   voice   drifted   in   slow,   like   a   dream,   like   a   song   on   the   wind   or   a   memory   from   one   of   those   sleepovers   where   they   laid   too   close   and   talked   too   much.   brittany’s   eyes   fluttered   open   to   sky   —   endless   and   blue   and   spinning   slightly   —   and   then   to   the   familiar   sound   of   santana's   panic.   " ...santana ? "   it   came   out   soft   at   first,   like   a   question,   like   she   was   still   figuring   out   if   this   was   real   life   or   a   weird   island - themed   music   video.   she   pushed   herself   up   with   a   wince,   brushing   sand   off   her   elbows   and   blinking   in   the   sunlight.   " ow.   yeah,   i’m   here ! "   she   called,   squinting   in   the   direction   of   the   voice,   then   lighting   up   the   second   she   saw   her.   " you   found   me, "   she   added wistfully,   as   if   santana   hadn’t   just   been   screaming   her   name   like   a   lifeline.   " were   we   in   a   helicopter ?   i   thought   that   part   was   a   dream. "   gazing   around   them,   brows   furrowed,   she   grabbed   at   her   best   friend's   arms,   " oh   my   god.   we’re   like,   so   stranded   right   now. "

OPEN TO: @mo0nstrucks PLOT: linked in source

ow, fuck. it's a struggle, getting her bearings in order, but one thing's for sure -- her head is killing her. not even berry was able to have this affect on her, and that was saying something. but then- everything finally starts to fall into place; memories stitching together, flashing through her head at the speed of their helicopter crashing down into the ocean below - now laying in pieces over by the shore. the panic inside her temporarily numbs the headache as she shoots up from the sand, shouting out a name that's so familiar to her tongue. "brittany! brittany, where are you!?" if anything had happened to her-.... no. she couldn't let her mind go there. not until she had a reason to, one she desperately hoped wouldn't present itself. "brittany, can you hear me!?"

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fiyero   didn't   look   up   right   away   —   boots   kicked   out   under   the   desk,   chair   tipped   just   far   enough   back   to   toe   the   line   between   casual   and   reckless.   he'd   heard   her   sigh,   heard   the   approach,   and   he   was   already   grinning   like   he'd   been   waiting   for   this   all   day.   " well   hey   there,   sunshine. fancy this,, "  he   mused,   finally   letting   the   front   legs   of   his   chair   thud   back   to   the   floor.   he   leaned   forward,   resting   his   chin   in   his   hand,   eyes   dragging   over   her   with   lazy   amusement.   " nice   of   you   to   ask.   and,   for   the   record … "   he   plucked   the   rubric   from   the   corner   of   the   desk,   waving   it   like   it   meant   anything   to   him.   " i’m   great   with   presentations.   real   talent   for   standing   there   as a treat for the eyes   while   someone   else   does   all   the   talking,   y'know, "   shrugging   one   shoulder,   he   winked   and   let   the   paper   flutter   back   down   with   a   dramatic   little   flick.   " but   hey,   i'm   flexible,, "   he   added,   voice   lower   now,   teasing.   " if   you   want   me   to   help,   you’ll   just   have   to   ask   nicely,   hm ? "

OPEN TO: @mo0nstrucks PLOT: x & x

this had to be some sort of cruel punishment - no, a practical joke from the universe, because the last thing she needed right now was to babysit while being left to do all the work on this so-called partner-project. before she has a chance to try and ask their professor if there's any possibility of a partner reassignment, they're scurrying off, leaving elphaba with a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. it's no use, she's stuck with him. ugh. with a long, deep sigh, she turns around and reapproaches his desk, fidgeting with the book bag resting on her shoulder. "is there even the slightest chance you actually plan on participating? or are we going to be showing up on presentation day with a half-complete assignment?"

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SAB QUESADA via tiktok

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" of course it is, " with a giggle, romy hopped up from her perch on the counter, balloons behind her and an almost obnoxiously giant vase of flowers beside her, " who else would be worth so much of my time ? had to basically go undercover for these balloons. "

@mo0nstrucks loves me

❝ this is all... for me? ❞

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closed starter to: @heartbloomed ( muse utp ! )

from: DANTE PRICE

verse: celebrity / rich kids

" that guy over there ? trouble. your call, though — i only tackle people when i have to. "

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closed starter to: @heartbloomed ( muse utp ! )

from: RHEA WILLIAMS

verse: slice of life or pokémon

" i can fix it, yeah ... but you'll owe me your undying gratitude. or lunch. — or both. "

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closed starter to: @heartbloomed ( muse utp ! )

from: JASPER PARK

verse: slice of life or supernatural

" sorry, didn't mean to scare you. i knock very quietly. "

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closed starter to: @heartbloomed ( muse utp ! )

from: LILA RIVER STONE

verse: slice of life or supernatural

" so ?? i hexed someone once for ghosting me... well, technically, he fell down a flight of stairs... allegedly. "

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anyone wanna rp some that 70s show canon divergence with me orrrr

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closed starter to: @melloweds ( muse utp ! )

from: ISLA AYARI

verse: slice of life or supernatural

" do i have something on my face ? or are you just really into staring ? "

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closed starter to: @melloweds ( muse utp ! )

from: DARIO NOX

verse: celebrity or rich kids

" what do you mean you've never been in love ?? what do you do with your hands all day ? "

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closed starter to: @melloweds ( muse utp ! )

from: EAST HARVEY

verse: slice of life, celebrity, or pokémon

" i feel like ... i might've freaky friday'ed with a pigeon earlier today. — do i look like one to you ? it's definitely freaky ... and oh shit, it is friday. "

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closed starter to: @melloweds ( muse utp ! )

from: DARCY BOWEN

verse: slice of life, celebrity, or pokémon

" mind if i film you for a second ? promise to god, i'm not trying to be creepy, just ... i've got a deadline. "

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MUTUALS !! i'm bored and i actually do see myself writing today, and i gotta get back around to writing so .. send me the name of 1 - 5 of my muses and i'll write u random short starters from each muse u named !!

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JUNG HOYEON LOUIS VUITTON

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🚨 ・・・・・ 𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗣𝗟𝗢𝗧.

you're my best friend and we're both short on cash, so fuck it, let's start an only fans together. we definitely won't fall for each other in the meantime. wink wink, nudge nudge.

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