#cherrileena

[southernisled]

@cherrileena, the masquerade ball (ssshh time isn't real)

Hans kept his gaze steady as he sipped from his drink at the bar, eyeing up potential partners, tonight's lucky gal--or guy, hey both could join if they wanted. His mask hid most of the expression of lust, desire, an unrelenting need to get off, in his eyes. His lips reminded closed with a small smirk as he surveyed the crowd of curves in all the right places. God, he loved the way a woman looked in an evening gown. Figure hugging, skin showing, easy access in every colour had his mouth drying out, practically drooling over the bodies in his eyeline. Maybe it was the masks, the allure of the mystery, maybe it was just the need for a release, but he spotted a red velvety number with sleek black hair, sensual red lips, and sauntered over. "Can I just say" he began in a way of greeting, taking in the exquisite sight before him, he licked his lips as he felt desire creeping in"you look soul destroying. Like you'd tear me apart , and I would let you."

[jazzykitten]

Closed starter for: @cherrileena Location: Topsy Turvy

Berlioz was having a fine time at the bar that night. He was vibing, sure, but there was also a strange feeling like someone was watching him. That there was a presence there that made him feel off. It wasn't the drugs or alcohol that were causing it. No, he knew from the gut feeling in his stomach there was something off. When he emerged from the bathroom and saw Leena standing nearby the entrance he rose a brow. "Are you following me?" he questioned. "Have you been all night?" He sounded a little paranoid, but seeing her was confirmation his gut was right. "Why can't you ever just leave me alone? You always have to show up at the worst of times," he grumbled. Berlioz tried to keep Leena at like...a ten foot pole's length. Arms length was way too close. He wasn't always kind to her, but he knew she would just make a game out of that to get under his skin more. Berlioz often fell victim to her games as well and that only pissed him off more. Maybe, once upon a time, their paths could have went the same direction and something could have been. That was long past though and the paths have parted so far there was no meeting spot. Berlioz didn't regret that. Leena wasn't a sweet girl. She was a man eating demon with a pretty face. "Why are you standing outside of the bathroom door anyway? Let me through, I have places to be."

[jazzykitten]

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Berlioz took a sip from the drink he had in his hand while Leena spoke. "Did you want me to tell you that you look like the wicked witch? Because, I can certainly do that," he responded without so much as looking over at her. Instead, he stared at the wall of the bar, eyes scanning over all the top shelf bottles. "Huh?" His brows come together and a scowl comes on his face as he glances at her out of the corner of his eyes. "I'm fine. Tired of people asking me if I'm okay."

welp , now this is awkward . she'd probably have worded things a little better if she'd known berlioz was near , or maybe not have said anything at all in hopes he'd make the first move . because of course he would , right ? ... right ?! ❛ it was just a question , geez ... no need to bite . ❜ leena rebutted with a small frown before closing her compact and shoving it inside her purse , then gestured for the bartender to bring her another drink . she'd probably need it sooner or later . ❛ hm , ❜ a shrug , ❛ thanks , i guess . was kinda waiting for you to say i look like the wicked witch of the west for a moment there . ❜ which would not only be a huge lie but also very unnecessary , though she wouldn't put it past berlioz . after a brief moment , leena finally allowed herself to take a look at him . something wasn't right , though she couldn't really pinpoint what it was . ❛ you okay ? ❜ she asked , ❛ just asking , don't be mean . ❜

[faiirytalcs]

closed: phillip 'phil' deville & jubileena bing ( @cherrileena ) location: leena's place

There were certain texts that Phil didn't realize he was waiting for until he got them and this one from Leena was one of them. Throwing his shoes on and a jacket in record time, he was out the door and across town within fifteen minutes. How said he wasn't driven?? When there was something worth getting out of bed for, he got out of it. Up and at 'em. Slipping into Leena's place, he'd have to point out leaving things unlocked was unsafe, he made his way to her room, leaning against the doorway with a shit-eating smirk on his face. "Well, hey baby, someone order a dick delivery?"

[thesweetestspot]

The worst sugar racers on the track

vanellope. jubileena. swizz.

no further comments.

@theeglitch @cherrileena @swizzcheese

[wildcstwinter]

closed starter: @cherrileena !! location: outside moonlight casino

❛ didn't take you as the kind of person who hung around a place like this, ❜ barrett quipped with a playful smirk, walking out of the casino as he pulled his jacket on and over his black button up. raising a brow at the other, he walked a bit too close for comfort, tilting his head; ❛ you waiting for me or somethin', cherry ?? ❜

[fasterthanfury]

closed starter: @cherrileena !! location: francis's place

❛ leena... the fuck are you doing here ?? ❜ francis inquired after opening his front door only to see jubileena. the two weren;t particularly friends, hardly even acquaintances, only knowing her to be taura's roommate and... not much beyond that. tilting his head, he folded his arms, brows furrowed in a mix of amusement and confusion.

❛ — whatever someone told you i did, i'm not gonna say i'm innocent, but i'm not going to plead guilty, either. ❜

[theeglitch]

fmk - jubileena, tiffany, swizz

"Oh, I'm so glad you asked! I would fuck up Swizz, not that it's really hard all I got to do is start throwing around some brain busters from the dictionary and it's over for him. Maim Leena because she deserves to live, but deserves to not let that pretty face be her money maker with her lowkey crimes against humanity. And kill Tiffany! As she would say, stay sweet! Thanks for playing!" @swizzcheese @cherrileena @girlsngossip

[paintsplattcr]

fmk: leena, thorn, benjee

Please don't tell my mother.

Fuck: Leena. I don't know her very well yet, but she seems like a lot of fun! Marry: Thorn. I should be so lucky. Kill: Benjee. uhhhh

@cherrileena @hexxgirlthorn @bingbcng

[swizzcheese]

fmk: taura, tiff, leena. sorry no carmen

Why do you hate me? Literally, why do you hate me? I'm so torn between marrying Taura and Jubi because both sound like hell on earth if I'm being honest, but I'd at least have fun pushing their buttons. I think I'm gonna give Taura too much credit here and say she could be civil at times, so I'll marry her. Fuck Jubi and be done with it. And I'm not a woman, so... Tiffany has to go.

HONESTY HOUR | @cherrileena, @missbatterbutter, @girlsngossip

[sparrxwmxn]

Terence was dazzled by the elegance of the banquet hall as he stepped inside, one hand self-conciously fiddling with the mask at his face.

He felt exposed and protected at the same time. The suit was a slim cut, drawing attention to his shoulders and waist, but the mask covering him from hairline to upper lip, carved in the likness of a snarling lion, gave him a confidence that usually lay dormant.

Terence sauntered to the table lined with little cards, scanning for his name. It jumped out after a moment and he leaned forward, delicately lifting the slip to determine his date for the evening.

Terence Hanson & Jubileena Bing.

Terence's head whipped up, his eyes darting around the room for his... friend? Crush? Infatuation? He wasn't really sure. All he knew is that he wanted to impress Leena tonight if they were supposed to be partners.

Recklessly, he reached down and tore his name off of the companion card, just leaving Leena's name. The tear was imperfect, leaving the first three letters of his name, but he didn't mind. He stuffed the papers into his pocket and looked around for a place to wait.

@cherrileena

[southernisled]

@cherrileena

location; the outside movies

HANS MOVED FROM THE CONESSION STAND, a green slurpee in hand & a packet of twizzlers in his pocket. He strutted towards the crowd, taking a sip of his drink when his attention was turned to a dark haired girl. He'd never seen her before. With a grin and bounce in his step he walked towards her, extending his free hand to shake. "Hey there, I'm Hans. What's your name?" he asked. "Watching alone tonight? Need any company?"

[numbregrets]

@cherrileena

 ❛ you know, i am so over cosmetic lines not having inclusive shades,❜ flora audibly scoffed to herself, putting back one of the many foundations she had attempted to sample. everything just made her look GREY. looking over her shoulder, she spotted one of the reps and pouted, evidently stressed out;  ❛ — sorry, could i bother you to help me find a shade ?? my all time favorite foundation ran out and APPARENTLY it's been discontinued ... ❜

[notamousc]

“What do you think?” Suzy’s biggest passion was makeup --- it was something she had always loved, not because she was insecure or she felt incomplete without it, because she thought it was fun. She found creativity in matching colors, trying new wing shapes, layering foundation to make her nose look smaller, her cheekbones sharper. Her favorite hobby that she’d had to drop for years because her ex preferred her without it, an argument she got sick of having. It had been easier to just drop it altogether. Now that she was here, without him, now that she did makeup for other people for a living, she was starting to do her own nearly every day again, and her go-to for advice was Jubileena. “Oh, God, you’re hesitating.” Her smile fell, searching the other woman’s expression for any hint that she loved or hated what she was looking at. It was an experimental style, but she had been proud of how it turned out... until now. “Is it bad? It’s bad, isn’t it?”

@cherrileena

[faiirytalcs]

closed: kieran campbell & jubileena bing ( @cherrileena )

"You know festivals like these are the perfect place for a little fun." Kieran mumbled softly, his words really only meant for the woman in his orbit. Kieran loved a festival, loved how loose people were with their wallets, their morals, their inhibitions - all in the pursuit of having a good time. "I bet they even have one of those racing games here." A poor excuse for the real thing but Kieran would take what he could get.

[thesweetestspot]

is jubileena all that or does she just think she is

no, jubileena just thinks she's all that. what i can tell you from personal experience is that jubileena's 'nicey nice' bit is a scam. she is much of a selfish, cut-throat bitch as they come. not saying that's a bad thing, just saying that if you run in her circle — or even if you don't— your back is an open target, and she's got enough money to buy a knife sharpened by lucifer himself to stab you with if she wanted to.

which she probably does.

@cherrileena