“Is that all you want to be? Liked? Wouldn’t you rather be passionately and voraciously desired?”
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noahhq:
“ i hide it so well. ” he agrees though his words are laced with sarcasm, much like hers. it took about five minutes in his presence to be able to tell that he loved himself. it was kinda disgusting actually. he instantly points a finger at her when he notices her almost letting out a laugh, eyes squeeze in suspicion before he drops his hand again though he’s not letting her get away without giving her a look as if to say ‘i saw that’. “ i’ll happily let you know that it’s not the case then, and i’m not homeless either, but thanks for worrying. ” he jabs, “ you could learn some from your brothers you know, let loose a little, maybe i’d come over to see you then. ” he winks exaggeratedly to empathize the joke.
evidently she’s not nearly covert enough and he looks suspiciously ready to call our her near slip up. thankfully he doesn’t vocalize it. if anything, it saves her from having to resort to something entirely too dramatic in some attempt to stop the words from leaving his lips. she lifts her brows, her arms folding across her chest. “actually i think i said i was more worried about having a potential stalker, but who am i to squash whatever fantasies help you sleep at night.” she gives his arm a shove, crinkling up her nose at his suggestion. “um no. why is it all on me? maybe if you weren’t so insufferable you’d actually receive an invitation from me.”
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noahhq:
“ like now, now ? ” he questioned in pure surprise. he wasn’t exactly geared up for it right now, but he couldn’t exactly tell her no either, that would be letting her win and he wasn’t planning on that. “ alright fine. but i’m not gonna go easy on ya’. ” he warned before following suit and throwing his coffee out. he let out a fake laugh upon her words. “ wow and here i thought you’d be the one teaching me all the best angles. ”
he’s rewarded with another roll of her eyes - she can practically hear her mother reminding her what a horrible habit it is. she gestured to her outfit, all the way down to her heeled sandals. “change first, then gym. i’m not sweating in this, it’s new.” she can’t help but grin at his words, her fingers crooking in a ‘bring it on’ gesture. adjusting the strap of her purse she took a few steps backwards, tilting her chin to meet his eyes. “i’m not that vain. looks like you’re learning all kinds of things about me today, huh?”
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#It’s a long weekend here and I’m up at my cottage right now with some friends#so I probably won’t be on too much#but tomorrow might have some rain so maybe I’ll hit up a few replies then#ooc
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noahlan:
noah’s brows furrowed lightly as she spoke, wondering how she didn’t realize that what she was saying was probably the easiest way to get rid of him. upon replying he shrugged quickly. “ well..yeah. ” the words came out in a bit of a laugh. “ it’s the only thing that makes sense. ” what kind of idiot would he be walking away from something feeling like an asshole if he could walk away feeling well, not. “ what the fuck. ” he mumbled to himself upon her pot and kettle line, nose scrunching as he tried to figure out the deeper meaning behind that until she spoke again, drawing his attention back. “ that wasn’t a half-assed apology, what the fuck kind of standards do you have ? what else do you want me to say ? ” he practically spoke over her. he wasn’t big on apologizing so when he did and it wasn’t even enough, well that was too much for his ego to handle. he rolled his eyes at her. “ didn’t think you cared about my opinion on you. ”
“i don’t want you to say anything.” she throws her arms out before letting them fall back down to her sides in resignation. if the standard ‘i’m sorry’ felt less then contrite, then a flowery robust apology would have only been more insulting. it’s hard to believe someone is acting with sincerity when past history has consisted of trading insulting blows back and forth. she can’t help but bristle slightly at his words and she fires off a denial just a little too quickly. “i don’t.” she doesn’t care what he thinks of her. but that’s not entirely true. she does care; if only because it’s always seemed as though his perception of her is everything she tries not to be. “it just... sucks when someone says that you’re stupid. or shallow or whatever. i’m not a robot.” she punctuates the sentence with a dismissive wave of her hand.
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noahlan:
of course she couldn’t just take the apology and be happy, it never was that simple with summer. honestly he probably would react the same to an apology from her. but hey, she didn’t have to know that. “ you’re such a brat. ” he sighed “ how about you just accept the apology and leave it be ? ” at this point noah couldn’t really recall how their feud had started, if it was all miscommunications and jumping to conclusions about the other person..or both. “ i’m not trying to save face. any press is good press. just trying to own up to my shit — be mature, you should try it, might do you good. ”
“why should i? so you can walk away feeling like less of an asshole?” with a small huff of breath summer shook her head, as if they very concept of the two of them operating on some kind of shaky truce was something she simply couldn’t wrap her mind around. it had always been something tumultuous between them. even before they officially met labels and accusations had been thrown around to the point where it seemed impossible to sort through them all to separate the truth from the lies. “mature?” after years of practice, summer had perfected eye rolling down to an art form. “pot, have you met kettle? you’re both black.” the blonde snapped back, her features scrunching up into something incredulous. “if it was reversed, would you accept some half ass apology from me? no, you’d tell me to go drown myself in all the charges i’ve racked up on daddy’s credit card or something else to remind me just how little you think of me.”
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noahlan:
okay so maybe he’d crossed the line a little, it really wasn’t his business at all and even when they were kids she hadn’t exactly been proud of it, but noah rarely took the time to think twice before spitting bullshit out. “ my apologies.. ” he said, for a second of sincerity. “ — you did just read your name off of that cup, i’ll give you that. ” so, he should’ve probably just shut up, he could see he’d hit a nerve and her words proved that as well. he listened, staring at the wall behind her as he chewed on his lower lip, gaze flickering towards the barista as she was mentioned, only to find her quickly looking away as though she hadn’t at all been eating their conversation up. noah sighed, shaking his head lightly. “ touché. ” honestly, he didn’t know how to reply to that without making himself look even worse in front of all these people. a moment passed and then his order was called, he quickly grabbed it throwing the barista five dollars, maybe that would stop her from calling him out on twitter. he then turned to summer and ushered her out the shop, not giving her a chance to really protest. “ i’m sorry. ” he said as they exited. “ i shouldn’t make fun of that. it’s not my place. ”
she’s escorted out the front door before the little scene brewing between them can escalade to anything worthy of a spread plastered across page six. it’s a blessing for the both of them and yet the scowl blossoming along her features persists. her shoes have only just hit pavement when his apology comes tumbling out. summer spins around on her toes - the action appearing effortless despite the tightness locking her shoulders - a small humourless laugh escapes her lips. “wow. was that an apology? how much did that burn coming out?” she’s not eager to be on the receiving end of anyone’s pity, much less noah lancaster’s. it’s just another one of his snap judgements of her, it shouldn’t matter even the slightest. only this one holds a flicker of truth and hit far closer to home then she’d ever care to admit. “don’t worry, lancaster. this wont even make headlines. you don’t have to save face.”
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what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone
lancaster
what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone
what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone
default iphone ringtone
my muse’s last text to your muse
[sent @ 10:34pm] wow[sent @ 10:34pm] i’m sure you’re just sooo busy[sent @ 10:34pm] dating vegans and tossing obnoxiously heavy weights around[sent @ 10:35pm] how thrilling
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what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone
sienna 🔥
what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone
what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone
bubblegum bitch by marina and the diamonds
my muse’s last text to your muse
[sent @ 4:05 pm] so not saying i ripped a renowned choreographers balls off during rehearsal[sent @ 4:05 pm] also not saying i didn’t[sent @ 4:06 pm] he grabbed a handful of my ass like it was this seasons gucci clutch and they were giving them away for free[sent @ 4:06pm] daddy’s doing damage control but my escapades might already be circulating twitter from seven different angles[sent @ 4:07 pm] meet me for gelato to commiserate?
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send me “#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses including: - what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone - what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone - what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone - my muse’s last text to your muse
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noahlan:
“ that’s bullshit. ” he snorted looking at the barista as if to say, what the fuck ? “ i’ve been waiting for 10 minutes you only just got here. they clearly called my order. ” he sighed in frustration, though he couldn’t really argue with the fact that her name was written on the damn cup. “ don’t be so smart about it, as far as i recall you’re the one who can’t read. lucky your job doesn’t require that sort of skill, huh ? ”
It takes everything in her not to physically recoil at the jab. Within the safety of the Jenson family Summer’s struggle with dyslexia was kept within a judgement free bubble. The private tutors, the countless nights spent pouring a few measly paragraphs, the frustrated tears; all things her family payed witness too. And due to his proximity to her older siblings, Noah was privy to more of those moments then she’d care to admit. Summer’s fingers tightened around her coffee, ignoring the stinging heat seeping through the cup and biting at her skin. “I can read.” There’s anger there, flashing bright and bold in her blue eyes but it’s not alone. Something fragile and wounded sits just below. “But you seem incapable of acting like a decent human being. Lucky your job is based entirely on pretending to be someone else. Just five minutes in your company and this poor barista looks ready to drown herself in a non-fat caramel macchiato.”
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summer’s nose crinkles up in a show of sympathetic horror for her friend. “crocs? dear god. i object. unnecessarily cruel punishment.” she takes a moment to root around inside her gucci bag. “no gum. can i interest you in a lollipop instead?” she pulls her hand from her luxury bag, producing two coloured lollipops and flashes her friend a mischievous grin. summer tilted her head and held the pink candy up against sienna’s outfit, taking a moment to assess her outfit like a designer mulling over a new collection. “see, it’s not just watermelon fresh. it doubles as an accessory too. no one in their right mind would put you in crocs with this.”
after jamming her finger into the elevator button multiple times, as if the mere act would force the elevator to swing back down to her quicker, sienna stood in front of the two metal doors, impatiently waiting for them to open. she inhaled a deep breath, shutting her eyes for a few moments, “— annnnd sober.” she murmured, snapping both of her fingers as her eyes flew open before quickly noticing another had joined her. she let out a laugh that vibrated around the room, a grin falling onto her lips as she offered them a swift shrug, “my agent told me if i show up late and drunk off mimosas one more time, she’s making me do a crocs ad campaign. got a spare piece of gum?”
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the jab at her intelligence is one that she hears often enough that she’s able to resist the urge to let her eyes roll back. “that’s not very progressive thinking. most models i know would agree that pretty isn’t synonymous with intelligence.” summer’s nose crinkled upwards with the curve of her smile. “of course. cause everyone knows generosity originated in the deep south. the rest of us come from the land of heathens and sinners.”
“ and they say models aren’t intelligent. “ the blonde quipped back. ryot was a sharp tongued individual. more often time than not, it dug her into holes that proved difficult to get out of. in recent months her goal was to be more passive- say less of what she thought and more of what needed to be said. “ where i come from, there’s a thing we like to call hospitality. the way i see it, accommodating to someone’s dietary restrictions is just a southern girl doing the lord’s work. “
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it’s relatively easy to ignore noah. of course with his constant presence and largely imposing frame it occasionally took more focus then she’d care to admit. she was managing perfectly fine until he broke the unspoken vow of silence, slapping her with an accusation. “ever try reading?” her manicured fingers pressed against the curve of her lips, her features widened in a mask of faux shock. “unless you don’t know how. well allow me,” turning the cup in her hands, she used her thumb to underline the bold cursive writing along the side. “see, this says summer. don’t fret, i’m sure your black coffee is on its way.”
noah never really spoke to summer, they’d made their mutual dislike very obvious years ago and so it didn’t even seem weird not talking to her even though he was standing just meters from her as they were waiting for their coffee. it was only when summer walked forward to grab, what in noah’s mind at least, was his order.. “ mind waiting your turn, jenson ? ” he noted, eyebrow raising in an accusatory manner.
@summorss
#c:noah#callin her by her last name is such good shit#thanks bye#it's funny because she's the dyslexic one
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niablake:
“ i feel like you’d actually have to google the damn manual to this thing. ” nia sighed, “ which is just way too much work. ” she pouted lightly before putting her cup back in the cabinet, cause that clearly wasn’t happening. “ yeah, i used to do that to my computer back in the days. then i got my ass kicked by my dad because that’s not a way to treat machines. gotta give them a little rub and some love. anyway, are you busy right now ? ”
summer’s lips quirked upwards in amusement, her head dipping in a slow nod. “mmhm, gotta know your kinks. not everything requires the rough and tumble approach. sometimes it’s all TLC.” the blonde’s fingers find their way back into her hair, hastily securing her ponytail with a bright scrunchie. “i can be. depends on what you have in mind.”
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“wow.” a small huff of laughter pushes past summer’s lip, her blue eyes widening slightly. “a possible restraining order and crippling disfigurement all for a batch of super healthy cupcakes. kinda hard to believe some people think vegans are extra, right?”
‘ so me, being the sweetheart that i am, decided to try and bake my friends some vegan treats by hand and put a little extra love in them because we all know that’s the one thing the world’s majorly missing out on. somehow my unarguably good deed ended up with me once again trespassing on a friend of a friend’s plastic surgeon’s property to which his wife a g a i n told me to stop but honestly ? it was a medical emergency. i had disfiguring burns on my hand after bumping my knuckle against the oven rack and to make it even worse, i wound up dropping all my cupcakes and didn’t even have anything to show for my tragedy. i’m like, so over it. ‘
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im homeeeee! i gotta get some food and shower off the sweat from this hot ass day but i’d do some replies hopefully soon!
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summer halted, her arms poised above her head, holding her honey blonde hair in a lose would be ponytail. “that depends on your definition of the word slightly. i mean i can google the shit out of anything,” she released her grip on her hair, letting it fall back around her shoulders. “and i’m a huge fan of the ‘spank it until it gives you what you want’ method. but other then that it’s all just luck.”
“ ugh, this is just typical. ” nia complained, gently knocking on top of the coffee machine. “ of course this stupid thing isn’t working when you need it. ” she sighed, if there was one thing anyone and everyone knew or at least, should know about nia it was her addiction to coffee and the fact that she’d use it to excuse any behavior of hers. “ you-..” she began waving at the person just entering the kitchen. “ please tell me you’re slightly tech savvy ? ”
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