#likeswallowstosea

[gccdwitch]

@likeswallowstosea

Alfie is incredibly good at plans. This is a fact, even though all of his friends refuse to acknowledge it. One forms in his mind the moment he spots Ches in the crowd and he inches closer to her, barely containing his giggles as he leaves his friends behind so he can go through with this. Oh, this is brilliant! “Oh my Gods,” he gasps and points to one of the windows behind her, trying his best to look shocked. “Elswood! Look at that Pegasus over there!” Taking advantage of the distraction that he’s created, he sticks his foot out right in front of her, staring down at it like that would somehow help trip her.

[cheapxseats]

"Gotta earn their keep, right?" Colt replied, though the small smile on his face made it clear he was joking. Sure, the dogs on the ranch were working dogs who good as pulled their weight. Still, Colt probably would have filled the farmhouse with any and every pet he could, whether or not they could help out with the cattle, if it wasn't for the fact that his mother lived there too, and she had a say in what animals he brought home. She was pretty firm that the dogs, the goat, the cows, and the barn cats were more than enough. "Sure. Yeah. I'll watch it." Colt wasn't one to show his excitement, but a video of piano playing cats was right up his alley. His smile grew a little more, and that was about as clear as it got with him that he not only would watch the video, but would be looking forward to it.

McGraw's tail wagged as he received pets, but Colt didn't really notice. After all, he'd been given permission to pet Clover, and he wasn't about to turn that down. He gave the golden a few quick pats -- like Ches, he limited it to that, not wanting to push any boundaries -- and then returned his attention to his own dog. Not quite as well behaved as Clover, McGraw had soaked in the attention and now was doing spins, lifting his paw in a "shake a paw" motion, and sitting and standing, trying to regain Ches's attention and pats. "Sit," Colt ordered firmly, and gave the dog a pet behind the ears when he listened (on the third command). Though he knew Ches was joking, he still shrugged. "Not all that interestin', but you can if y' wanted."

“I might one of these days, it’d probably get me a lot of YouTube shorts views. Might earn them a pretty penny for more cat toys.” Ches smiles, things like that seemed to go viral at least, and it wasn’t like she didn’t already have a platform to build off of. What would be the harm in posting one video and seeing how it went? The cats liked to get into everything already, clingy little things, not that Ches had any urge to complain. The fact the three were so affectionate, rather than aloof like the cat stereotypes she’d grown up believing, was part of what made them so endearing to her despite previously not really being a cat person. “If I take a video, I can send it to you if you want?”

Ches’s face lights up when Colt says that McGraw earned a pet or two, and walks over to the dog, leaning down to pet him. “Thank you, I never pet other people’s dogs without permission. Plus, it always feels kinda violating when people pet Clover without consent. If you want to give her a couple pets though, you may.” She says as she pets McGraw, giving him a couple of pets before she moves away from him. After all, Colt said he earned a pet or two, better not push it too far. And when he confirms that they were calving in the spring, she nods. “Well, I hope that goes as smoothly as possible then. If it wouldn’t be too stressful on the cows, or inconvenience you of course, maybe Clover and I will have to drop by for a visit to the farm sometime.” She glances down at her own dog, the golden retriever still sitting calmly other than a couple of subtle tail wags upon hearing her own name. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you work, which, doesn’t quite feel fair considering the entire world watches me work most of the time.” She winks, barely holding back laughter with the words. They were nothing more than a playful tease, truly not expecting Colt to agree to letting her shadow him on the farm just because she was curious. @cheapxseats

[antihcroes]

Are you a Soldier, a Poet, or a King?

Violet Cooke - The Poet

"There will come a poet Whose weapon is His word He will slay you with His tongue"

Loneliness. Strength. Joy. You are powerful, but struggle believing it. You think you're not enough. Here's the truth: you are. You sing songs and hope they carry faith, because you have run out if it, and yet you still throw your heart out to the world and hope it makes it through. You convince yourself that pain is art because at least then, you will always have something to create. You are tired of stumbling through life. You dream of a ground you can stand on. One day, you will dance. Your love is where you feel - without fear.

tagged by: @likeswallowstosea tagging: @traumaxforged , @handsbloodied , @liveshaunted , @dragcnflame, @halcyoniics, everyone in condor studios gv, & anyone else who wants to do it!

[gccdwitch]

@likeswallowstosea

Quinn had lost Alfie. He’s the one who insisted they come to the town meeting, as per usual, but he’d ran off to chat with his other friends when he’d noticed Elijah’s head poking above the crowd, leaving her to awkwardly hang around, looking for anyone else she knows to keep her company. After a minute or two of her just looking around helplessly, she spots Theo. With a small gaspp, Quinn goes on her tippy-toes and practically flails her arms around so he could maybe see her, too. “Theo! Hey. Heeey! Hold on.” She starts moving towards him, trying to avoid bumping into anyone or being an inconvenience in general before she finally reaches him, smiling big. “I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages. I have so much to update you on.” Her hand dives in her handbag until she grips her phone. She slides even closer to him and opens her gallery so they can look through the photos together. “Look! My lemon tree grew its first lemon this morning. And I didn’t even cheat it with my powers, it just started growing on its own. And I think the Peace Lily you got me is settling in well. I mean, I can’t know for sure, but it’s healthy, and it seems happy to me. You should probably come over and check it too, though, just in case. Oh, that’s just Balo. We hung out the other day. Aaand that’s my new Croton. I got it in red for the living room ‘cause fall vibes, you know?” A little out of breath but finally done with the important updates, she shoots him another smile and rocks back on her sneakers. “So, anyway… are you sitting with someone? Do you mind if I join you?”

[gccdwitch]

harlowe jolene moon: a (mini) playlist!

share at least five songs that you associate with or remind you of your muse! tagged by: @scbrvght (thank you!!) tagging: @likeswallowstosea , @imaginc , @heirloomeds , @serxndipities (feel free to ignore this if you don't want to do it <33)

 think later - tate mcrae

laughin' in the backseat of the black car it's not a good night if you don't take it too far live now, think later, i do it so well

 spoiled bitch - tiffany day

i get what I want and I don't wanna wait you could call me impulsive, but I won’t ever make you wait, nah, nah, nah, nah yeah, call me what you want 'cause a bitch ain't afraid

 crazy sexy dream girl - lolo zouaï

smoke a pack 'til the sun comes up kiss 'em all, i'm young, don't stop i get stuck so i pretend love fades fast and i see the end

 we can't be friends (wait for your love) - ariana grande

know that you made me i don't like how you paint me yet I'm still here hanging not what you made me it's somethin' like a daydream

 teenage dream - olivia rodrigo

i'll blow out the candles, happy birthday to me got your whole life ahead of you, you're only nineteen but I fear that they already got all the best parts of me and I'm sorry that I couldn't always be your teenage dream

[gccdwitch]

“I’m not doing anything,” Solomon insists. Aside from imitating her. That was a bit childish but it’s been a long fucking night and Serissa is seriously worrying him. He’s going to start graying in a month or two at this rate, with how much all his friends are stressing him out. “Okay but we’re not even talking about it right now. We’re just going in circles and you’re trying to get me to argue with you over absolutely nothing.” Solomon huffs. It’s not like he will entertain a conversation on the topic right now, even if she tried. He stands firmly on that one. She’s drunk, he’s tired, nothing good will come out of it. “What if I pinky promise it? Will you get in the car then?” Like he’s on autopilot, completely mindless, he reaches out for Seri, helping steady her even though he doesn’t think there’s any serious danger of her toppling over. This time around at least. Solomon frowns and lets go almost immediately, stepping back to give her some space. “I’m concerned. So it quite literally is my concern, actually.”

He presses his lips together, biting back all the words that immediately rise to his tongue because they’re pretty shitty and he doesn’t really mean them. Solo refuses to give in, take the bait, let the argument spiral into a whole another topic entirely. And anyway, this isn’t about him. “I know you didn’t ask and I really don’t care about that. I’m doing it anyway.” She can think him boring or disgusting or not talk to him tomorrow or ever again, it doesn’t matter as long as he manages to make sure she gets home. Well, he would very much care if she never talked to him again but still, her safety is a much bigger priority. “There are no tricks, Serissa. I’m just trying to get you home. I know you’re drunk but me caring for you can’t be that hard to comprehend.”

“It wouldn’t be an argument if you’d stop turning it into one.” Okay, so it’d still definitely be an argument, but it wasn’t as if Solomon was completely innocent in this considering he was purposefully mimicking her stance right now. “No, because I don’t believe you. You’re just trying to avoid the conversation.” She stomps her heel against the pavement, wobbling a little at the force. Okay, so maybe she wasn’t as sober as she wanted to claim she was currently. “And it’s not your job to make sure I get home safely, so that’s none of your concern. Mind your own business!”

Maybe the Solomon deflating should have been cause to seethe her claws, but her expression hardens as she watches his reaction. “Well, then you’re surrounding yourself with liars. You should make batter friends.” She says coldly, raising her chin a bit higher. “And I didn’t ask you to take care of me. It’s disgusting.” But she never knew how to react to the uncomfortable sensation that went through her body every time someone tried to do something like this, it felt wrong, against everything she was supposed to expect. Sure, with France or Ches maybe, but those two had always been weird. “You forget my father is a lawyer too, I know your tricks.” 

[gccdwitch]

ROUND TABLE (a character aesthetic)

muse : quinn tagged by : @fruitpoem (tyy 🫶🫶) tagging : @likeswallowstosea (france) , @eternclsunshine (val), @scftlightz (kimi) , @heirloomeds (adonis) + anyone else who wants to do it!!!

♛ MORGANA LE FAY

midnight rituals || looming shadows || the feeling of being watched || veils of mist || unrequited love || the musk of exotic herbs || silk and velvet || moonlight through twisted branches || the beauty of a storm || the weight of destiny and prophecy || a chalice that might be poisoned || healing hands

♛ LANCELOT

a noble heart || oaths of protection || a quest for redemption || heroic deeds || pine || fulfilling a role || shining silver || quiet fortitude || selfless dedication || a bountiful feast || war horses || seeking a greater calling || fatal mistakes

♛ MERLIN

whispered incantations || ethereal light || ages - old secrets || the spark of creation || ancient disputes || a hidden sanctuary || the allure of the unknown || finding balance between light and dark || opportunism || fear of unfulfilled potential

♛ GUINEVERE

the grace of a queen || jasmine || unyielding faith || the blush of a tender moment || a golden crown || poetic letters of affection || the aroma of blooming roses || the glow of candlelight || a radiant smile || lavender || wise eyes || eternal love

♛ KING ARTHUR

unity, at whatever cost || an overwhelming presence || battle cries || noble sacrifice || enduring legacy || a grand vision for the future || the balance between justice and mercy

♛ GAWAIN

unwavering loyalty || strength in humility || the glow of a warm hearth || old traditions || chivalric valor || a canopy of trees || wisdom gained from trials || being one's own worst enemy || bearing a heavy conscience || a sense of duty to protect the innocent || hooves on a woodland path || the scent of leather and steel

[gccdwitch]

Happiest of birthdays to my best friend and one of the best people I know! I love you and I'm so beyond proud of you. You will be getting a sappier message the moment I wake up (sorry in advance) but for now, I just wish you the absolute most amazing year (and a well-deserved break!!!). // @likeswallowstosea insp : x , x , x

[gccdwitch]

tagged by: @pevertd (tyy!!) tagging: @likeswallowstosea ; @vvhimsicals ; @serxndipities ; @fruitpoem (feel free to ignore this if you don't want to do it!) repost and fill in with the words you most associate with your character!! muse: august cha

ANIMAL : jellyfish

COLOUR :  bright red

MONTH :  ... august

SONG : cocoon by holly humberstone

NUMBER : 4

DAY OR NIGHT : night

PLANT :  cactus

SMELL :  hell energy drinks, cigarettes, burning sage

SEASON : autumn

FOOD : korean corn dog

DRINK : green tea

ELEMENT : fire

[gccdwitch]

“Well, good,” Alfie retaliates, simply so she doesn’t get the last word in. “I called you over for help, anyway. Not for chit-chat.” Though he’s wondering if they’ll ever get to playing the game, with how hell-bent Serissa seems on bothering him. Maybe he should have just played it all by himself and prayed for the best, that might have been more productive. “Yeah, actually. Plenty of people.” Alfie shrugs his shoulders. “But honestly? I don’t give a shit. I think I’m attractive enough as it is. Like, imagine the catastrophes that would occur if I shut up and got hotter? People would crash their cars to try and catch a glimpse of me.” He flashes her a smile that’s a lot more forced than he would like to admit. “That would be a safety hazard. I’d feel bad.”

If her previous words have been only slightly annoying, her next are downright blasphemous and offensive. “Okay, woah, I don’t think I’ve heard anyone be so wrong in my entire fucking life.” Alfie holds up his hand, shaking his head in disapproval. “Pikachu is not overrated. He’s popular, yeah, as he fucking should be. I mean, look at this guy, he’s adorable. And he’s a main character. He’s appropriately-rated so don’t ever speak on him again.” He huffs, still peeved that Serissa would even say that. “Ridiculous. What’s next? You think Hello Kitty is overrated?” Surprisingly, he goes quiet for a couple of moments, maybe enough to fool anyone who hasn’t spent more than an hour around him into thinking that he was possibly following along Seri’s previous advice. He’s not, of course. He's just processing all the shit she’s talking. “Stop it,” he grumbles out, waving a warning finger at her, his mouth settling into a frown. “I’ll start saying flirty things back and it’s going to get weird as shit.” Alfie toys with the button of the machine for a couple of seconds before turning towards her again, clearly not ready to put the topic to rest. “Meowth is certainly… a choice. If I wanted to ask someone out, I’d get them a Piplup. And—you’re supposed to be helping me out! Stop distracting me with your controversial takes.”

Why did Serissa agree to this? She should have known from the second she’d acknowledged him that he’d be insufferable. But now that he had his sights set on her, and she’d made the unfortunate mistake of offering to help, she doubted she’d be able to rid herself of him now. He’d probably follow her around like a dog begging for steak until he won the plush. Did he have to speak, though? A small laugh slips from her lips when he asks her what kind of ice cream she eats, and for a moment she wonders if it’s even worth the energy to correct him that she was referring to his offer of something else she’d want. “Don’t worry, I wasn’t going to tell you anyway.”

Did he really have to be this dramatic, though? Her eyes roll as she hears the words coming out of his mouth, and as he bows he debates just turning and walking away just to spare herself the headache. If she left, Balo would probably tell him to play nice if she ran to her. “Has anyone ever told you that you’d be hotter if you just stopped talking occasionally?” She asked, shaking her head as she moved to stand next to him. Although she supposed that men didn’t have to hear they were supposed to be seen, and not heard, and to just stay quiet and look pretty, growing up. No wonder why so many were obnoxious, but still, she was willing to just let it slide until she got him out of her hair.

That is until he brought up the basketball his childish fit caused her to lose. “Awww, Alfie! You’re not even going to try to mansplain that Pikachu is the overrated yellow electric rodent first? You know, if you keep this up, I might start to think you have a crush on me or something.” She smirks, circling around the machine to scope out the best angle to direct Alfie from. “Don’t worry though, I’ve got this. If you get too flustered to follow directions, I don’t mind taking over and winning it for you. Although you know, if you wanted to ask me out, you could have just won me a Meowth instead of pretending you’re horrible at claw machines. Like I don’t mind being the knight in shining armor saving the prince in distress for once. Who knows, maybe it’ll be more fun then playing the damsel! But just an idea for next time.”

[gccdwitch]

what color is your love language? (nick yoon) tagged by: @heirloomeds (this was sm fun tyy <33) tagging: @likeswallowstosea, @vvhimsicals, @weedzkiller, @scftlightz (+ anyone else who wants to!)

FERN - Key words: intellectual, humour, best friends. You feel like you 'click' with everybody you love and get along in an intrinsic way. You would never give somebody your heart if you felt like you couldn't talk with them about anything. You show your love by making playlists, sending late-night memes or remembering their coffee order and why they like it. The one you love is always on your mind, and you're never happier than hearing that somebody you love has been thinking about you.

[gccdwitch]

𝙵𝙰𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙾𝙽  /   𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴   𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚂 .

TAGGED BY: @fruitpoem (thank you &lt;33)

TAGGING: @imaginc , @likeswallowstosea , @pevertd , @serxndipities , @vvhimsicals (feel free to ignore this if you don't feel like doing it!)

★  ⸻   𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘

Long legs. Short legs. Average legs. Slender thighs. Thick thighs. Muscular thighs. Skinny arms. Soft arms. Muscular arms. Toned stomach. Flat stomach. Flabby Stomach. Soft stomach. Sixpack. Beer belly. Lean frame. Slender frame. Muscular frame. Voluptuous frame. Petite frame (5 ft 4 or shorter).  Lanky frame. Short nails. Long nails. Manicured nails. Dirty nails. Flat ass. Toned ass. Bubble butt. Thick ass. Small waist. Thick waist. Narrow hips. Average hips. Wide hips. Big feet. Average feet. Small feet. Soft feet. Slender feet. Calloused feet. Calloused hands. Soft hands. Big hands. Average hands. Small hands. Long fingers. Short fingers. Average fingers. Broad shoulders. Underweight. Average Weight. Overweight.

★  ⸻   𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

Shorter than 140 cm. 141 cm-150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2m. Taller than 2 m.

★  ⸻   𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍

Pale. Fair. Rosy. Peachy. Gold. Olive. Dark. Tanned. Blotchy. Smooth (facial area). Acne. Dry. Greasy. Freckled. Scarred. Warm tone. Neutral tone. Cool tone. Tans easily. Prone to sunburn.

★  ⸻   𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒

Small. Large. Average. Grey. Brown. Black. Blue. Red. Green. Gold. Hazel. Doe-eyed. Almond. Close-set. Wide-set. Monolid. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned. Deep set.

★  ⸻   𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑

Thin. Thick. Fine. Normal. Greasy. Dry. Soft. Shiny. Curly. Frizzy. Wild. Unruly. Straight. Smooth. Wavy. Floppy. Cropped. Pixie-cut. Short. Shoulder length. Back length. Waist length. Floor length. Buzz cut. Bald. Jaw length. Mohawk. White. Platinum blonde. Golden blonde. Dirty blonde. Ombre. Light brown. Mouse brown. Chestnut brown. Golden brown. Chocolate brown. Dark brown. Jet black. Ginger. Auburn. Dyed red. Dyed any “unnatural color”. Streaked. Thin eyebrows. Average eyebrows. Thick eyebrows.

★  ⸻   𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒 / 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 .

Full sleeve. Thigh tattoo. Shin tattoo. Wrist tattoo. Lower back tattoo. Hand/finger tattoo. Foot tattoo. Neck tattoo. Face tattoo. Back tattoo. Chest tattoo. One tattoo. A few here and there. Multiple. No tattoo. Monroe piercing. Nose piercing. Septum. Nipple piercing(s). Genital piercing(s). Industrial piercings. Earlobe piercing. Prince Albert piercing. Eyebrow piercing(s). Tongue piercing(s). Lip piercing(s). Tragus piercing. Angel bites. Labret. Stretched out ears. Navel piercing. Inverse navel piercing. Cheek piercing(s). Smiley. Nape piercing(s). No piercings.

★  ⸻   𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒

Light eyeliner. Heavy eyeliner. Cat eyes. Mascara. Fake eyelashes. Matte lipstick. Regular lipstick. Lipgloss. Lip balm. Lip tint. Red lips. Pink lips. Dark lips. Bronzer. Highlighter. Eyeshadow. Neutral eyeshadow. Smoky eyes. Colorful eyeshadow. Blush. Lipliner. Light contouring. Heavy contouring. Powder. Matte foundation. Dewy foundation. Concealer. Wears make up regularly. Wears it from time to time. Never wears make-up.

★  ⸻   𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓

Floral. Fruity. Perfumes. Aftershave. Cocoa. Moisturizer. Natural soap. Shampoo. Cigarettes. Leather. Sweat. Food. Incense. Marijuana. Cologne. Whiskey. Wine. Fried food. Blood. Fire. Metal. Rain. Grass. Ocean. Autumn leaves. Baked bread. Freshly baked cookies. Smoke. Campfire. Lavender. Trees. Pumpkin Pie. Musk. Rose. Gingerbread. Peppermint. Oak. Honey. Lemon. Vanilla. Coffee Cake. Mint. Raw hyde.

★  ⸻   𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒

Jeans. Tight pants. Over-knee socks. Tights. Fishnets. Leggings. Yoga pants. Pencil skirt. Tight skirt. Loose skirt. Tight/formfitting dress. Cardigans. Blouse. Button up shirt. Band-T-shirt. Sports-T-shirt. Sweatpants. Tank-top. Cut off t-shirt. Designer. High street. Online stores. Thrift. Lingerie. Long skirt. Miniskirt. Maxidress. Sun dress. Tie. Tuxedo. Cocktail dress. Highslit dress/skirt. T-shirt. Loose clothing. Tight clothing. Jean shorts. Sweater. Sweater vest. Khaki pants. Suit. Hoodie. Harem pants. Basketball shorts. Boxers. Briefs. Thong. Hotpants. Hipster panties. Bra. Sports bra. Crop top. Corset. Ballerina skirt. Leotard. Polka dot. Stripes. Glitter. Silk. Lace. Leather. Velvet. Chemise. Patterns. Florals. Neon colors. Pastels. Plaid. Black. Dark colors. Neutral colors. Fur. Faux fur.  

★  ⸻   𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐒

Sneakers. Slip-ons. Flats. Slippers. Sandals. High heels. Kitten heels. Ankle boots. Combat boots. Boots. Cowboy boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Stilettos. Bare feet. Loafers.

[gccdwitch]

✉️ quinn's messages with theo ( @likeswallowstosea )

[gccdwitch]

Happy that at least one of his ideas didn’t end up being a total failure, Nick leans back in his seat, getting a little more comfortable as his eyes, once again, curiously take in the space around them. The image of Sébastian showing up shirtless for an interview gives him pause and he chuckles, trying to cover up the sound with a belated cough. “I mean, you never know, that could end up doing him a favor,” he muses, tapping his finger on the table. “Maybe someone who interviews him would know someone from a modeling agency and end up recommending him. It’s all about the connections you make.” He hums at Jina’s explanation, nodding along before wincing once the words register fully in his brain. “Oof. Yikes.” He might still be a little confused about the exact… entanglements of the group but even he knows that texting your ex is not the greatest idea most of the time. “But getting a cool tattoo out of it doesn’t seem like a bad deal at all to me, actually.” Intrigued by the idea, Nick leans closer again, trying not to seem too into it in case Jina was just joking around. “Hmm. Yeah, sure. Why not?” He tilts his head, scrunching up his nose as he considers things for a moment. “As long as it’s not about talking to my ex. I’ll lose that, too. She’ll probably think I’m mad at her or something if I ignored her for two weeks.” But in his defense, not talking to Annie was hard. She was a part of his friend group and still very close with his family. Hell, at this point, she probably met up with his parents in person more than he did. Avoiding her would be more of a headache than trying to act like friends. Plus, it’s not like he had any intentions of ever getting back with her. Which meant that talking with her was okay, right?

“Definitely not, I’d pity any artist who had to try.” Jina said, and if she was positive that Séb wouldn’t get another tattoo, there’d be no hesitation. She’d just put it on his body without batting an eye, but unfortunately, she had the feeling that even if he wasn’t aware of it himself yet, he’d be getting way more then just one. She knew him well enough to just know. “The back isn’t too painful, and it’d definitely be easier to work around in the future then the arm. I’ll run it by him just in case but…” It’s definitely something she’d have to think about a bit more considering the circumstances. Sure, she had free reign, but she didn’t want to be cruel. “And he’d definitely wear a shirt, at least, I hope he would. You never know with that man.” If he didn’t, she’d certainly have stuff to pick on him about after the fact. “We wanted to see how long he could go without texting his ex..” She shrugged, glancing over to Nick. “You’d think two weeks would be possible, but oh well, I get to ink him now so…” Like despite being the most likely person everyone knew to text an ex, Jina felt like she could go two weeks if she had to for some reason. “Why, did you want to make one too?” She teases.

[gccdwitch]

“Right, no, exactly.” Venus huffs, vigorously nodding along to her words. “Like, sure, it’s refreshing that someone actually gives a fuck about me for once but also, it gets a bit much sometimes. It’s exhausting. I make a slightly self-deprecating joke and suddenly, I’m getting told to go back to therapy.” Sure, she was occasionally guilty of that, too, but nowhere near as much as Brooks or Mary who dote on her almost constantly. “Oh, absolutely. I have some songs that I’m taking with me to the grave. If I feel extremely uncomfortable letting my friends hear them, then there’s no chance the general public is.” The very idea of it has her shuddering, fingers nervously toying with the lacy ends of her tank top. “One of our first sessions with August, I was seriously struggling to finish writing this one song because it felt too personal or something, I don’t actually remember. Anyways. Point is, he sat me down and he was like you know you can just lie, right?” She makes her voice all low and even attempts to copy his weird accent as she says that, bringing her hands to her head and mimicking an explosion. “It blew my mind. I know it’s such a tiny, basic piece of advice but it changed my life. I can’t stop lying and exaggerating in my songs now. Oh, and mixing all sorts of experiences together. Like, I’d be writing about my ex and then suddenly I’d throw in a line about how much my brothers suck just so they know they’re never safe.” Not that either of them would give a shit... if they even bothered to listen to her music that is. Knowing them, the chances of that happening, were practically nonexistent. She smiles when Serissa says the song is doing great on TikTok, clapping quietly for her. “Oooh, that’s amazing! But no, I do think that’s really smart. People are always more inclined to check out a song once they think they have an idea of what its background is. And, if you’re happy with it then I don’t think anyone should be telling you shit, frankly. It’s your life and your music.”

“Seriously, like... we get it, you care. That doesn’t mean you have to say it all the time, just put the sad puppy eyes away and enjoy the music. If everyone in music had zero issues, nobody would listen to music because whatever’s making it clearly isn’t human.” Serissa groans, plus it was honestly kinda gross whenever someone sat her down to discuss their concerns about her. Not to mention suffocating, but she nods in agreement when Venus points out songs are like a diary. “And that too, like, issue already handled, nothing left to discuss. And if a song is too personal, I don’t know about you - but I don’t release it. Plus, it’s not like every song we write is about our actual life.” Sure, Seri tended to write a lot about her life, but sometimes a song was literally just a song. “Thank you! Personally, I think it’s great, and the sound’s been doing well on tiktok. At least someone understands my vision.” But Serissa wasn’t surprised that out of everyone, she had common sense. Venus usually did.

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Finley nodded his head at Ceylan because he did understand that it wasn't that she did it on purpose. He just also thought that she might have more control over it than she seemed to think. Finley knew it was for her own good not to fall for everyone. "I think you just need to remind yourself that not everyone is necessarily good for you." Finley added as some people had poor intentions. "If you remember that, you can convince yourself not to fall for everyone until you know if they are good people."

“It’s not like it’s by choice.” Even if Ceylan didn’t think it was the worst possible outcome that could happen, it certainly felt better than hating nine out of ten people you met after all. She wasn’t purposefully setting out to do it. It just happened. “Although, I guess I can see your point. I just don’t know how to stop it from happening. Any ideas?” It wasn’t like she could tell people to stop being nice, but maybe Finley had a better idea. After all, he didn’t seem to fall in love with everyone who was nice to him - whatever he was doing had to be working for him.