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ok i have a question

should i......change parker’s fc?

i don’t have anyone in particular in mind? maybe charles melton? if you guys have suggestions though........pls

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EVERYONE PLEASE LOOK AT THIS

teg made it

it’s my new favorite meme

thank you

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@rabidporcupine: tonight

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@rabidporcupine: 🙄

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kcia‌: 

kaia pulled her glare away from parker momentarily, looking at the girl he had directed his irritation towards. “you heard him. scoot along, trick. this fool is mine.” she dismissively waved a hand at the girl, ignoring her shocked and offended expression as she turned her attention back to parker. “do i still want it?” she gave him a sweet smile, taking the glass from him and sipping from it. “hmm, it’s good.. i think it’s missing a little something though?” she tapped her finger against the glass as though she were pondering what the missing ingredient could be. “you mind tasting it for me?” she held it out as though she were handing it to him, before her hand jerked forward and threw the drink on him. “tastes off, doesn’t it?” 

          with all the girls who have thrown a drink in his face, and all of the times that kaia in particular has thrown a drink in his face, parker feels like he should know all the tells, but he didn’t realize what was happening until the moment that kaia’s hand jerked forward. he grunted as the pungent liquid splashed across his face, dripped down his chin and onto the front of his shirt. “come on,” he grumbled and used the hem of his shirt to dry his face. he was still going to reek of alcohol for the rest of the day. “you don’t actually think i was enjoying that? i didn’t even know them.” parker didn’t see how kaia could think that he, of all people, had approached random strangers and started up a conversation for fun.

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you would think the pair would get along  .  from their hometown to aspects in their personality that would get people thinking they were both cut from the same cloth  .  the problem was  ,  that cloth was really freaking stubborn  ,  and for some reason rhett didn’t know  ,  nor he cared to know  ,  he had absolutely never liked parker  ,  and the feeling seemed mutual  .  so when they run into each other while he’s on his way for a drink  ,  just for the ocean of people they were in to push one against the other  ,  rhett couldn’t help rolling his eyes  .  “  watch it  .  ”  he groaned  ,  not exactly looking for a fight  ,  but not really feeling like acknowledging how it wasn’t the male’s fault  .  

          he has no actual reason to dislike rhett. he didn’t do anything. the most legitimate complaint he can muster is that rhett is from his hometown, and parker hates his hometown. it’s enough to go on for him. he lifted his head and instantly scowled. “why?” parker quirked a brow and gave him a long look, dark gaze gliding up and down. “doesn’t look like there’s much to watch. besides, you’re the one who bumped into me.” the dislike he harbors for rhett isn’t even the kind where he might seek him out anyway just for the satisfaction of possibly pissing him off. 

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ctrlmasons‌: 

      even though the night was starting to draw to a close, that didn’t stop mason from still being wired as fuck, the alcohol and pills in his body telling him the night was only just starting. “that’s good man,” he nodded slowly, he hadn’t really heard much from his mate until now, he was glad to hear he had been enjoying himself. when the topic of lavender came up, memories from earlier today when they kissed came to mind and of course, that lead to bring the biggest, cheesiest grin on his lips. “uh… not sure, we went separate ways a little earlier, think she wanted to hang out with some mates,” he shrugged, trying to act all cool and collected but in reality, butterflies were going wild in his stomach at the thought of her. “dumped me? come on man, we’re just mates,” he rolled his eyes, he had no clue what the paparazzi had caught.

          parker nodded in agreement as he took another indulgent sip of his beer. “kaia and i had a row. we’re alright now.” an entire story that he just summed up in two sentences might have sounded as though it took up a significant portion of his day...to anyone who doesn’t actually know him and his on - and - off girlfriend, but parker didn’t think that his best mate of all people needed the reassurance that it didn’t turn out to be a serious argument because it almost never does. “mates.” he snorted and pulled out his phone. it took him mere seconds to locate the photos because they were all over twitter and the band’s account was being tagged in most of them. “if that’s how you kiss your mates, then what the fuck are we? because we must not be fucking mates,” he teased, giving mason’s shoulder a playful nudge.

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kcia‌: 

the first few hours of her time spent at the festival was quite enjoyable. the music was good, the weather was perfect, the energy was electric, and most of all - she and parker were having a good day. no arguments, or at least none that were serious, had taken place that day. she was genuinely in a good mood. that is, until she realized that she had been waiting for her vodka sour a lot longer than she had planned to when she sent parker to the vip tent. when the half hour mark hit, she was reasonably annoyed, and set out to find him. she stepped inside of the tent, her eyes scanning the area before they finally found parker.. and a hoard of girls. she narrowed her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest as she stalked over to him. she cleared her throat, staring him down. “having fun?” she asked lightly, but her anger could easily be seen in her eyes - especially for someone who was as well versed in the many expressions of kaia as parker was.

          he isn’t claustrophobic, but parker has a particular comfort zone and he bristles when it’s breached. the list of people who he doesn’t mind standing as close to him as the girls who had discovered him at the bar are consists of exactly two people : mason and kaia. he instantly reacted to the sound of her voice, turning his head and letting out a small sigh of relief when he found her familiar gaze even though in his head, he was already trying to match up one of his go - to apology gestures with the glare that she was giving him. parker figured that the first thing he could do was deliver her drink like he promised. “okay, move,” he grunted in irritation at one of the more brazen girls who had just spent the last half hour walking her fingers up and down his arm, stepping around her and offering kaia her vodka sour. “do you still want this?” he retorted rather than answering her question. it sounded rhetorical to him anyway.

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@masongrey: @rabidporcupine did u see urself in the mirror again bud?

@rabidporcupine: @masongrey nah it was just your pfp

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@rabidporcupine: disgusting

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ctrlmasons‌: 

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      mason was pretty fucked up when he met up with parker, it was a little later in the day now, the sun was setting and the two finally had some time to hang out in one of the vip areas. a beer in hand, he looked over at his mate, letting out a laugh, “did you enjoy the first day bro? i had a fuckin’ mint time,” he replied, gesturing to his beer in hand before taking a large sip, he really didn’t need another drink in his system but that didn’t stop him.

          parker was relieved when the festivities were began to wind down. he sat beside mason in one of the vip tents with a beer in hand and watched idly as the crowds dispersed. “wasn’t bad,” parker answered his best friend’s question with a tepid shrug, and and debated with himself over whether or not he should ask. “where’s lav?” he wondered, glancing over at mason and lifting a brow as he took a loud swig from his drink. “she didn’t dump your ass already did she?” not that he actually thought they were dating now. parker likes to think he knows better.

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@rabidporcupine’s instagram story - 28 /  3  / 20

feat. @kcia & @ctrlmasons​

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          he thought that wearing a sweatshirt with the hood pulled over his signature dark curls would help him go incognito, but as he stepped into one of the vip tents and made a beeline for the open bar, parker realized just how much he stands out among the hordes of festival - goers clad in colorful beachwear. he pulled the hood down with a huff and ordered his and kaia’s drinks. it was supposed to be a quick errand that he agreed to do just because she gave him that look he can never fucking say no to. half an hour later he had their drinks but he hadn’t moved a step, unable to do so because the of the crowd that had formed while he was waiting : all girls who wanted a follow on twitter and were fighting over who got to stand close enough to walk their fingers up and down his arm. / @kcia​

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what's your favorite thing about kaia?

truthful tuesdays !

“she doesn’t give up on people.”

@kcia

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you can only listen to one song for the rest of your life. what is it?

truthful tuesdays !

“only happy when it rains by garbage.”