Indiestars-rp - Uncharted Constellations

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All Vanessa could do was nod. Of course he’d have some hometown girl by his side, plenty of high school turned frat boys, and a town rallying every game. It was the life people always spoke highly in regards to the Dallas child. She couldn’t imagine the pressure of having the world on her shoulders like that.  Her heart immediately dropped hearing the phrase puck bunny. “Oh.” That was all she could manage. It wasn’t her place to feel insecure about other girls, but knowing Dallas played into the idea it only made her feel like Dallas wouldn’t be interested if held out. 

She fixed her demeanor, quickly flashing a soft smile and brushing pieces of hair out of her face. Vanessa didn’t want it to seem like it affected her at all. “I would.. very much like that if you could? And I can totally pay you back or bake you waffles or something,” she added sweetly. 

The space now closed between them, Vanessa could feel the tension in her body growing as her eyes stayed locked on his lips. She had been thinking about it all night and was practically holding her breath waiting for the moment. “I….” Vanessa’s voice’s attempted before being cut off my his lips. Her small frame wrapped into his arms, Vanessa felt like air being lifted in spirit. Vanessa’s face an obvious flush of red as she pulled away slowly, but still only inches from his lips. “Then I’ll be there.”

He watched her face fall at his words, furrowing his brows in slight confusion. “I like that about you, it’s not a bad thing. The other girls work to hard to get the teams attention, in anyway they can, it’s exhausting. Not knowing what reason they’re talking to you for, or why they’re with us.” He spoke, a soft smile on his lips, “I like the fact you aren’t just throwing yourself into us and into our lives, it’s refreshing. It’s honest,”

Dallas watched her movements, having noticed the piece of hair himself. “I will gladly oblige, and maybe take you up on those waffles. Cheat day of you will,” he sent a wink to her with a small laugh.

He had finally got to kiss her, something he admittedly had thought about more times than just in this room. Holding her gently as he pulled her closer, gently melting into the kiss before she pulled away. He acknowledged the light tint in her cheeks, his eyes immediately finding hers as she spoke, “I’m very glad to hear that,”

Euphoria (2019) Malcolm and Marie (2021)

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child of a rich person who doesn’t have to do anything

It was an unfortunate time for Lia, her tire getting a flat on the way to school. Making her free period null and void in her mind. Her only hope to make it worth it, that the drama room was empty and perhaps she could steal a couple pulls from her pen. A new habit she had picked up as things in her house started to turn to disarray. But the distinct sound of a beer cracking however made her all to aware of the other presence in the room. Her heels clicking slightly as she came around the corner, only to be met with the blue eyed male. A small smirk crossing her red lips with a chuckle, “Who am I to rat on you, you keep my secrets Ill keep yours,” 

“Oh shit,” Luke called out as the beer exploded in his hand. It wasn’t unlike Luke to be using his free period to hide out in the drama rehearsal room with a few of his boys before his next class, but in effort to kill his hangover from the night before, he snuck a beer real quick, hoping to get out before first block. That was util the foot steps began approaching him. He’d seen the raven-haired girl around campus, maybe in homeroom? “I’ll give you one if you promise not to rat me out.” @indiestars-rp​

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The Powerpuff Girls

Amelia Rosenburg, Tori Santamaria, And Vanessa Montgomery

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It had been far to long since Lia had seen her cousin, all the random calls or Snapchat’s, and the Skype calls for important events. Never really was the same, but she was more than grateful for the interactions they’d had. The baby shower partly Lias doing, knowing at the end of the day Tori would appreciate it. And little V will love to hear the stories of the night. But keeping her secrets on the other hand, during family events, or run ins with those in the past were becoming more difficult as her cousin, but Lia would be damned if she wasn’t called some form of Aunt, got cuter. And the closer she got to them walking into the room and seeing them, the more a smile spread across Lias face.

The same look of shock that took over Toris face was the one that appeared on everyone’s. And sometimes Lia fell to the same status, shocked by the world she had brought herself into but ever so grateful. Everything about her life now was different, but all she wanted was her cousin by her side again. And finally her eyes were overtake by sheer happiness, her gaze taking in every ounce of Tori. From the same curly raven hair bouncing as she walked, the almost childlike grin atop her face, all the way to the bassinet sat in her hand. Effortlessly staying still as she walked, the actual amount of time shed done the same thing becoming present to Lia. “Tori!” She squealed, wrapping her around Toris frame tightly. A childlike innocence falling over the two as they just took each other in, a year and a half apart but nothing felt different. They were same girls that would sneak out at midnight to meet in the park with the group, or go on random road trips during the summer of high school. “I missed you so much,” and the one thing that had changed was finally brought to the for front, her eyes training down to the child in the bassinet. “She’s precious, and I’m excited to spoil you both,” glancing back up to meet Toris gaze, “Well who am I to deny Sangria? Come on, let’s get out of the lobby,” taking the grocery bag from Toris other hand and heading over to the elevator, “I’ll be honest, there may be one, or two,or twenty, shopping bags up their for you two,” shrugging lightly, “I couldnt help myself,”

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of all of her post-italy rendezvous (her parents, her unsuspecting baby daddy, his parents), this one felt easy. perhaps because lia was one of three people she did her best to keep in contact with from the other side of the world. one of two actual attendees at the skype baby shower she didn’t even really want to have. or maybe she just knows that her cousin will accept her in whatever form she shows up in–skinny, fat, rich, poor, or even x2. 

she lifts a brow at the sheer amount of marble in the lobby of the address she sent. when lia said her new beaux was loaded she was expecting a few fancy cars and evidence of a private education. what she steps into instead are the trappings of pure generational opulence. the luxury of it all  has little time to settle on her though, because then she sees her, standing there in the flesh, looking just a little older than the last time, almost a year and a half ago if you could believe it. she figures she looks a little different as well, carrying a sleeping veronica by the handle of her bassinet in one hand and a grocery bag in the other. her smile is one thing she’ll never outgrow, the way it’s slightly impish and stretches halfway across her face when she squeals “lia!” and throws her free arm around her.  suddenly they’re little girls again, the ones that would beg their parents to allow the other to stay the night so they could stay up til’ 2 watching movies they weren’t supposed to, who’d spend their summers joined at the hip, telling boys at the mall that they’re twins and watching them believe it. “i missed you” she says in earnest, holding her there for a minute before her attention turns to the baby. “she’ll wake up for you in a second, but til’ then i brought sangria!”