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hunter-jergilbert:

This is why I worry about you, Joe. What the fuck? You’re way too pretty to have a blackeye.

Is that right, sweetheart? And just how pretty am I?

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I fuckin’ miss the mountains.

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nothinglesshuman:

Victoria had already been home and showered before venturing back out. Though, the shower hadn’t washed away all the blood from her hair. At least it didn’t feel like it if she had. Her gaze staying up to the sky and at the stars above. What bugged Victoria the most was that she didn’t feel guilty. She wanted to feel remorse and guilt but something was stopping her. She wanted to feel something but nothing was there and she knew she hadn’t switched herself off. She was still here and still cared but she just didn’t feel bad for what she had done. 

His most recent bender had been legendary, and it was honestly an act of god that he was even conscious at this time. How much time had it been since he had spoken to anyone in person besides his dealer? Day? A week? He couldn’t tell anymore, and he wasn’t sure that he even cared. His memory was so garbage anyways that it’s not like it would matter even if he did know how long it’d been. He walked on to his front porch to smoke his first cigarette in days and his eyebrows were raised at the sight he was met with. “V? What the fuck are you doin’?”

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delilah-lovett:

When she had gotten the text from her cousin Olivia that she was in trouble and needed help, Delilah didn’t hesitate to drop everything and rush to her aid. Thankfully Liz understood, and told her that her job as deputy would be here when she returned. It had been three weeks since she’d been home, and Buckley was definitely happy to be back here after their weeks out in California. Olivia was safe and taken care of, and Delilah felt like she could finally relax. Deciding to go to the grill for dinner, she tucked herself into a corner of the bar, wanting to ignore everyone and enjoy her meal. As the chair squeaked beside her, she realized that wasn’t going to happen.

It had been a long time since Joey had run into the blonde, and an easy but fake smirk came over his face as he saw her in the corner of the bar. He tried to make himself look as sober as possible before he approached, brushing his hand through his hair before he started over to her. As he took a seat across from his old friend, he kept his face passive. “Long time, no see, boss.”

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hunter-jergilbert:

Be careful. Come any closer and one of my swings might knock you out.

That sounds like something I could be into.

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sonia-desai:

I was just trying to take a swim at the Falls like a normal person, and three thirteen year old boys would not leave me alone.

Uh, have you seen you? Of course they wouldn’t. 

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humblinghagen:

“I’m on like my 5th orchid. These things are literally impossible to care for..why must they match the aesthetic so perfectly?”

“You get that it’s just a fuckin’ flower, right?”

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gen-angeli:

I think I’m going to give Pinterest a try again, even though recipes from there have let me down. Talk about Western Europe’s bland seasoning.

You’re literally not speaking in coherent words right now. Or maybe I’m just drunk still.

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molly-hybrid-reynolds:

Fair enough. A supersized mess, then.

Is that your way of telling me I’m gettin’ fat? Because if so, that’s just rude, Molinda.

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molly-hybrid-reynolds:

So basically, you’re a mess.

You act as if that’s some kind of breaking news.

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girlasvoid:

She slides the bottle away quickly, picking up the lighter he passed and lighting a cigarette of her own. “Let me help you get things ready, then. It’ll go way faster if I’m helping: I know this place like the back of my hand, and we both know I’m the best bar manager you’re gonna find around here. And in the meantime, here.” Spencer pulls a vial out of her bag, holding it out to the hybrid tentatively with one hand. She knows that furthering his drug habits won’t help either of them, but she fell off the wagon just a few hours after he left town, so it’s safe to say her inhibitions have been significantly lowered. “You let me help, let me try and make things right, and you can take the rest.”

Joey pours himself another drink before she’s even had a chance to start speaking, and he finishes it before she’s halfway done speaking. He considers her offer at first, but isn’t really tempted to take her up on it until he sees what she’s holding. The knowledge that working with his ex-girlfriend is a bad idea is completely overshadowed by the idea that she literally holds his next high in her hands and after that, there’s no debate. “Deal,” he answers, snatching the vial out of her hands before she can have a chance to back out. He grips the tiny glass bottle hard in his fist, as if it’s the only thing keeping him alive.

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carolinesalvatorex:

Smooth, as ever. {Caroline gave him a curious look as she sat herself down at the bar} Do you wanna talk about it?

Don’t act like you forgot smooth is my forte. [He sighs.] I, uh...I went out there with Spencer. We did real well for a while. I even opened up a bar out there that was just like the one I had here. Turns out that I hadn’t completely given up on Mystic, though, and I gave her an ultimatum. She had to come with me, or it was over. I’ll let you guess how that ended.

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molly-hybrid-reynolds:

Damn. Have you talked to her since?

The answer to that would be a firm ‘hell no.’

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girlasvoid:

She slides the pack his way as he gestures, hand reaching into her jacket pocket and fumbling around for a lighter. It’s a little frightening how easily the two of them can fall into old habits while still being angry with each other, but most of her is just glad that Joey’s willing to talk to her. “Well, duh,” she retorts, the hand that had been fiddling with the cigarettes beginning to tap on the bottle as though it was capable of free thought. “We both have. But you never look this guilty about it. No more beating around the bush.”

Joey is grateful when she passes him her cigarette pack, immediately lighting one with the ever present lighter in his pocket and sliding it to her in case she can’t find her own. The hand not holding a cigarette gestures for her to pass him the bottle, pulling one leg up to his chest and the other dangling from the bar stool. “I’m not guilty. I’ve got a problem. I’m fuckin’ broke, and I ain’t been able to get my hands on any snow for a few days. It’s making me pretty jumpy. The liquor helps, for a while, but eventually the withdrawals are gonna start if I don’t come up with some cash pretty soon, and this place ain’t anywhere near ready to reopen.”

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gen-angeli:

And you tried.

Had to at least do that. 

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hunter-jergilbert:

Standing with his arm still around Joey, keeping the other close to him as he spoke. Really not minding due to how much he’d really missed the other. And as much as Jer would never say it out loud, intimate moments like these were the ones he treasured the most. “Oh, yeah? I’m yet to see that for myself.” He smiled at him. He knew that it was a start to them completely going back to the way they were before he left for reasons were still unknown to Jeremy. “Me shirtless excites you that much? Because I could take it off right this second but that’d be public indecency.” He shook his head at him. “But I was thinking of going tomorrow so you can help me pick one out. And besides, I need the moral support at the wedding for the pure fact Damon is going to be my brother in law.”

Joey was sure that there was a kind of companionship between Jeremy and himself that he had never known before. As a rule, the hybrid didn’t make friends easily, and he certainly didn’t make male friends at all. Jeremy, for reasons unknown to him, was the exception to all of that and he was happy for it. “Well, you’ll just have to take me and see, then,” he answered, nudging the other man playfully. At the hunter’s jab about his removal of clothing, Joey raised an eyebrow in interest. “Fuck the public indecency, let me get a look at the abs,” he answered, before continuing on a more serious note. “I’d be happy to go with you, Jer. As whatever kind of support you might need.”

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gen-angeli:

I’m still that stubborn.

Ah. Well, it was worth a shot.