#muse: kelsea

[sweetfridays]

♡ kelsea ballerini & chase stokes via instagram ( kelseaballerini )

[alreadyghostts]

the other girl by kelsea ballerini ft. halsey

[kelseaisee]

And somehow they made sense, the protector, the figure skater and the ballerina. Life for the Tate sisters wasn’t always sunshine and rainbows but when it mattered most they had each other’s backs.

[anoseforrottenapples]

Kelsea Ballerini - IF YOU GO DOWN (I'M GOIN' DOWN TOO)

@annastrxng

[joshagaba]

My Emotional Choice of Songs

I tremble at the thought of confining the vast universe of music to a single sentence or choosing a favorite song from the countless masterpieces crafted by talented musicians. In a world where melodies dance in harmony with emotions, how can one possibly select a solitary life soundtrack? Yet, amidst this musical abundance, there are certain songs that have woven their way into the very fabric…

[sbhqevents]

PACK YOUR BAGS, WE'RE HEADED TO...

❄️ JACKSON HOLE, WYOMING! ❄️

Nestled in the shadow of the Teton mountain range at 6,208 feet above sea level, Jackson Hole has carved itself out a place in American Frontier History, with references to its wide valleys as early as the 19th century. Today, Jackson Hole is a quiet mountain town, where visitors can enjoy the numerous national parks, hiking trails, ski resorts, fishing, and other activities sure to capture the heart of any adventurer or thrill seeker! Jackson Hole, Wyoming is the perfect location for anyone looking to enjoy a quiet getaway in the heart of the American northwest. Whether you are looking for a place to live out your skiing and snowboarding dreams, or somewhere where you can unwind surrounded by the beauty of nature, look no further than the beautiful scenery and tranquil environment of Jackson Hole. The SUNSETBLVDHQ winter trip is a MANDATORY event for all celebrities taking place from FEBRUARY 2ND - FEBRUARY 9TH. If your muse has children, they are more than welcome to bring them along or leave them back home with a babysitter! Daycare services will be provided throughout the entire week if needed.

Please tag all event-related posts with #sunsetevent and #sunsetjacksonhole!

OFFICIAL ITINERARY:

2/2 - Guests Arrive/Meme Night

2/3 - Free Day

2/4 - Wildlife Safari and Scenic Float

2/5 - Free Day

2/6 - Snowman Building Contest

2/7 - Free Day

2/8 - Skiing/Snowboarding/Winter Activities Day

2/9 - Super Bowl Party/Departure of Guests

UNDER THE CUT, YOU WILL FIND YOUR ROOMATES! Couples have been paired together automatically and the rest have been randomized. If you do not see your celeb's name, please let us know and we will get you added.

Isabela Merced & Shawn Mendes

Troye Sivan & Ross Lynch

Madelyn Cline & Joe Burrow

Dove Cameron & Rudy Pankow

Cari Fletcher & Sophie Turner

Christian McCaffrey & Olivia Holt

Sabrina Carpenter & Selena Gomez

Andrei Iosivas & Joe Jonas

Renee Rapp & Maia Reficco

Kelsea Ballerini & Ariana Grande

Josh Allen & Madison Bailey

Jalen Hurts & Drew Starkey

Zayn Malik & Charli XCX

Tee Higgins & Abigail Cowen

Ja'Marr Chase & Maggie Lindemann

Taylor Swift & Fiona Palomo

Tate McRae & Zendaya

Saquon Barkley & Hailee Steinfeld

Gigi Hadid & Gracie Abrams

Chase Stokes & Trevor Wentworth

Jayden Daniels

[thegreatimpersonator]

Hi everyone! Here’s the newest addition to my Creator Shoutout Series (august 11- august 18)! I want to appreciate editors and their creations that i love from the past week. To track this series or look at previous shoutouts, please check out the tag on my blog *creatorshoutouts.

paramore: grudges graphic by @ohstar

sabrina caprenter fan art by @shortnsweetgf

taylor swift: coupon graphic by @mcheung

pride & prejudice 2005 gifset by @snowbairdd

fallout: season one gifset by @esmecarmona

gilmore girls: jess and rory gifset by @williamprattz

chappell roan: hot to go dance gifset by @nataliescatorccio

narcos: 1x03 gifset by @userparamore

scream 5: tara and amber gifset by @taiturner

succession: kendall roy gifset by @lousolversons

maxxxine + letterboxd reviews gifset by @kitconnor

clairo: juna music video gifset by @sersh

freaky friday gifset by @annacolemans

glass animals: dreamland gifset by @atearinspaceairlock

chappell roan gifset by @beetlejuices

valley: last birthday music video gifset by @killherfreakout

katya + looks gifset by @littletonpace

kelsea ballerini: sorry mom music video gifset by @jakeperalta

halsey: lonely is the muse graphic by @vicxxmmii

chappell roan fan art by @bee-rosmyth-art

wallows: calling after me gifset by @rageisinourveins

the hunger games: catching fire gifset by @finnickodaiir

yellowjackets: lottie and natalie gifset by @chappelroans

halsey: loney is the muse gifset by @tolerateit

hozier: nobody's soldier graphic by @arlquinnjoe

andy samberg: birthday gifset by @jakeyp

[darl-ingfics]

Sicktember Day 21: ALT - Flushed Cheeks

Fandom: SHINee

Sickie: Kibum (fever, broken heart)

Caregiver(s): Jinki

Word Count: 1,455

Notes: Heavily based on Kelsea Ballerini's 'the way i used to.' I've been SO into her music lately, and might be writing a few drabbles based on her songs... but this one hit first cause this song is 🔥 ALSO, I'm still not sure how I feel about writing idols in romantic relationships, so this one very vaguely references a past relationship with an unspecified ex. Used 'them' for the ex cause I don't want to assume anything here, but needed to write a heartbreak plot line.

At exactly 2:15am on the dot, Jinki woke up to the sound of his phone crashing to the floor, the vibrations from in an incoming call sending it over the edge of his nightstand. Jinki snapped awake, scrambling for the phone, bleary eyes squinting at screen. Minho. “Hello?”

“Hyung? I’m worried about Kibum.” Minho wasted no time, his voice dead serious. Jinki sat up, rubbing at his eyes to wake himself up faster. “He’d been texting me almost non stop. Real nonsensical things, probably voice to text. But since I’m in L.A., I can’t…” Jinki could practically hear him pinching the bridge of his nose in worry. “Can you please go check on him?”

“Of course.” 

“Thank you. 

*

“Kibum?” Jinki called as he closed the door behind him. It had taken him half an hour to roll out of bed, look presentable enough in case he got pulled over or had to take Kibum to the hospital or something, and drive over to his friend’s apartment. He’d called Kibum three times and texted him to say he was on his way over, but had received no response. Much like now. Thankfully, he had a spare key to get in. “Kibum!” he tried again. Still nothing, except footsteps and murmuring from deeper in the house. Sighing, Jinki toed off his shoes and followed the sounds down the hallway until he found his friend. 

Kibum was pacing back and forth in his living room, fingers tapping on his lower lip as his eyes moved rapidly through space. A notebook and several writing instruments were strewn about the coffee table, coupled with a bottle of tequila and a shot glass, which was currently laying on its side. Kibum’s phone was precariously placed at the very edge of the coffee table. 

“Kibum?”

The younger man startled at Jinki’s voice, having just noticed him for the first time. His hand flew to his chest. “Jinki, what the fuck? When did you get here?”

“Just now. Minho called me. He’s worried sick about you.”

Kibum blinked, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “Minho? He’s in California…”

“Yeah, which is why he called me. He said you’ve been sending him some pretty alarming messages?” Kibum frowned, eyes shifting to his phone. His movements were uncharacteristically jerky as he grabbed the device, and began tapping the screen. His face crumpled into more confusion as he scrolled. “What’s… all this?”

Kibum looked up from the phone with wide eyes, as if seeing the mess of his living room for the first time. “Writing.” He knelt down in front of the notebook, fingers caressing the page. 

“Writing what?” Jinki bit his lip, observing Kibum closely. The younger man looked dazed, eyes glassy and cheeks flushed, fingers fidgeting endlessly.

“A song.” 

Jinki had seen Kibum in a writing trance before, but he’d never seen him like this. The pacing, the finger tapping, that was normal. The shaking? The listlessness? That was off. And the drinking… Jinki nodded to himself, something clicking in his brain. He needed to keep Kibum talking. “Why are you writing a song now? It’s 3am!” 

Kibum shrugged. “When the muse awakens, one must heed its call.” His voice trailed off as he scrambled for a pencil and scribbled something in the notebook. 

Jinki shook his head, moving closer to his friend. Kibum flinched, instinctively covering most of the paper with his elbow. He seemed to believe Jinki hadn’t noticed that. So the elder let him, simply nodding towards the bottle. “What’cha drinkin’?”

Kibum’s eyes assessed the tequila. He shrugged. “Not really sure. Just needed something to help the words flow…”

“You know…” Jinki settled onto his knees next to Kibum. The younger man’s body tensed, and he didn’t turn to acknowledge Jinki joining him on the floor. “You’ve always had a knack for writing lyrics. You’ve never mentioned needing help with ‘flow’ or anything. In fact, I thought you said that drinking while writing actually slows down your process…”

“Well, yeah, most of the time it does but, sometimes it…”

“Except.” Kibum’s lips snapped shut. He still refused to meet Jinki’s eyes despite the elder staring at him straight on. “Except when you’re writing about a break up.” Kibum’s eyes could have burned a hole in his table. Jinki let the tense silence carry on for a few heartbeats. “Bummie, are you thinking about them again?” 

Kibum sat still as a statue. Jinki watched him worriedly, observing each inhale and exhale, the beads of sweat at his hairline. He saw Kibum’s eyes move to his phone, and sensed what was about to happen before Kibum could move, snatching the phone up himself. 

“HEY!” Kibum grasped at Jinki’s back as the leader swiveled away from him, unlocking Kibum’s phone and clicking into his messages. Sure enough, the last string of texts Kibum had sent to Minho were all about them. I miss them, Minho. think I fucked up… I should text them, right? It’s been so long. Just to check in. It’s just a phone call? That’s nothing. It was a mistake… all of it. They’ve posted pictures with the same person on Instagram FIVE times recently!!! That doesn’t mean anything, right? I should call…

“Hyung, noooo…” Kibum whined. His hands, buried in Jinki’s shirt stopped pulling backwards, and started pulling down instead. Jinki peeked over his shoulder, watching Kibum’s fingers detach from his shirt as he slumped face first to the floor. 

“Oh, baby.” Jinki shifted around, petting Kibum’s hair. “It’s okay, sweetheart…”

“NO! It’s NOT okay!” Kibum cried into the floor. “They’re in love with SOMEONE ELSE! And it’s NOT FAIR!”

“You don’t know that…”

“I do know! Why else would they have broken up with me?!”

“Sometimes people just aren’t meant to be, Ki…”

“We WERE, I KNOW IT!”

“If that was true, then they wouldn’t have hurt you like this. You loved them so, much, and I know how painful that is to let go of…”

“But they aren’t in love with ME!” A gasping sob. “Why didn’t they love me?!”

Jinki clicked his tongue, his hand moving to rub at Kibum’s shoulders. The younger man crawled forehead, head falling into Jinki’s lap. “Bummie, it’s not your fault. They weren’t your person, and that just means that somewhere out there…”

“Oh, spare me all that ‘other fish in the sea’ bullshit.” Kibum sniffled sharply, rubbing at his eyes. “I don’t want another fish. I want to be their fish.”

“Kibum, come on. You’re not the only one who’s had their heart broken before…”

The younger man scoffed. “Sure, sure. But you don’t get it. You weren’t… this relationship was…” His face screwed shut, a fist placed against his forehead. “Fuck, I loved them, Jinki. I love them. I don’t think I’ve ever loved someone before, not like this.” His eyes turned up at that, tearstained cheeks and all staring at Jinki with such vulnerability the older man felt his own eyes start to sting. 

“I’m so sorry, Kibum. You deserve someone who loves as fiercely as you love them.” Jinki traced a finger down Kibum’s cheek. He paused. Placed his finger back on Kibum’s cheekbone. Then placed his palm on the younger man’s forehead. “Bummie, how long have you had a fever?”

Kibum shrugged. “Maybe two days?”

“Two days?”

Kibum shrugged again. “It’s just work stress…”

“A fever’s never ‘just’ anything. No wonder you’re backsliding again…” Jinki cupped both of Kibum’s cheeks, leaning over him upside down. “Baby, just call me next time. Then we don’t need to go through the pain of recollecting the ex.”

Kibum pouted his lips. “I’m sorry?”

Jinki rolled his eyes. He then very gently pushed at Kibum’s shoulders to sit him up, before standing up himself and holding out his hands. “Come on. Let’s get you to bed.”

Kibum took Jinki’s hands and let himself be pulled to his feet. “Are you sure we can’t call them, though? Just to see if…”

“Nope. No calling. The rules were clear when we made them a month ago.”

Kibum pouted. “Minho would let me call…”

“Oh sweetheart, you are so lucky I’m here and not Minho.” Even in his semi-delirious state, Kibum knew to immediately close his mouth. Even though Jinki’s voice was still light, a bright smile still on his lips, anyone who knew him well could see that he was at the edge of his seemingly infinite patience. Honestly, a part of Kibum understood; Jinki was only trying to protect him. Which was why Kibum allowed himself to be led back to his room and cared for by his worried hyung. Because, in the end, even if he was single, he knew what love looked like. He was loved. Very, very loved.

[felicitysmoaksx]

Hi, everyone. Thanks so much for reading! I had a plan for this chapter, it was going to be about 5k in total, but the characters had other plans so this is being split into two parts once again! Happy reading! Song recs are: The Little Things by Kelsea Ballerini, The Other POV by Khloe Rose, and Kill Ur Vibe by All Time Low

Rating: Explicit (Minors DNI 18+)

Summary:   Sarah returns to work following her injury and Justin's death. (Did she also mention that she was four months pregnant and had also 'popped' overnight?

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: implied Sexual Content, inaccurate therapy session, unplanned pregnancy, inaccurate pregnancy depictions, and some slight survivor guilt

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Sometimes Sarah wondered how she got here. She thought, staring at her raven-haired boyfriend. With this wonderful man, who probably should’ve run away from her a long time ago, but instead stayed by her side like he was superglue. This man was arguably the sexiest man she had ever seen, but not only that…Connor was kind. Connor was protective and admittedly, could be a bit of a mother hen. But it was only because he cared, deeply. He cared about everything. From his patients to his friends and family and for some reason he cared and loved her. 

So yeah, sometimes Sarah thought about how she got here and how different everything was in her life. Especially the biggest change to come…Her hand moved without thought, resting over her still flat stomach. Only…it wasn’t still flat. 

Getting out of bed, she crossed the room to stand in front of the mirror and saw that her stomach now had a small swell to it. According to all the books, she had finally popped. Honestly, they made it sound like she was a piece of popcorn. She thought to herself, turning and running her hand over the small swell of her stomach. Even though the shirt was oversized, there was no denying she was pregnant now. Before, it had just looked like she had put on some extra weight.

A muffled noise came from the bed. Then the man in the bed turned. She watched, struggling not to laugh as Connor stretched out a hand to find her. And when he didn’t find her his sleepy, “Babe?”

“Over here,” she called softly. Connor shifted to sit up with one hand rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. 

“Another nightmare-” He yawned but stopped short when he caught sight of her, of her stomach His eyes widened a little, “Oh, wow.”

“I know,” Sarah swept another hand across her boulder-like stomach. Her boyfriend moved so he stood right behind her, arms wrapped around her waist. His hands were covering her own. She nuzzled her face into his neck. His lips pressed to the side of her forehead. 

“Guess the cat will be out of the bag now,” Sarah said in a quiet voice. Connor hummed in agreement. It wasn’t like they had been trying to keep it a secret. But in the grand scheme of things, between Justin passing, Sarah seeing Dr. Richardson again at Hank’s request, and everything else in between with Sarah’s recovery, telling people that they were expecting wasn’t the first thing on their minds. Besides, it was nice having something to themselves for a little while. 

“Are you sure you’re ready to come back? It’s not too late to change your mind. You could take another week,” he mused quietly, squeezing her more to him. 

“I’m going stir crazy enough as it is,” Sarah shook her head at the suggestion. “Hank and Erin are already back at work and besides that, working will provide me with some stability. And I should go back now because, in another five months, I’ll be out for maternity leave.”

Connor bit his tongue. Because they both knew it didn’t quite work like that. Grief didn’t work like that. But he didn’t tell his girlfriend that. Instead, he told her carefully, “I just don’t want you to push yourself to do too much too soon.” 

“And you think another week will fix that?” Sarah asked, pulling her face out of his neck. 

“I think another week would help you mentally prepare for helping people dealing with their most difficult times after you had been through something so traumatic yourself,” Connor ducked his head down to kiss her neck. His lips were so careful around the still-healing scar of her bullet wound. Though Ava had deemed it healed enough that it didn’t need a bandage on it anymore. 

That was a difficult conversation to have. Sarah felt insecure when she looked at the scar. The deep cavernous indentation that wasn’t quite a hole anymore but it certainly wasn’t gone either. It wasn’t attractive, the brunette knew that. Adding that to the scarring she had on her back from her burns and then Connor treating her as if she were glass just waiting to break didn’t help matters either. 

Dr. Richardson noticed a day when her insecurities were getting the best of her and when the brunette confessed what was wrong, encouraged her to do two things: put something that made her feel attractive and then have an honest conversation with him about it. 

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“What is bothering you most about approaching Connor with this?” The older woman posed the question to Sarah. The brunette shrugged, “I guess the unknown variable. What if I’m right and he does find me unattractive because of my scars both seen and unseen but he doesn’t feel like he can leave me right now because of everything that’s happened? Or ever because I’m having his child and he’s forever tied to me because of it?”

“This is the first time you’ve mentioned your pregnancy outside of our first appointment since you’ve started back seeing me again. But we can circle back to that.” The psychiatrist made a note, “And if that happens, if you’re right. What then?”

“Then I’ll have to be the one to walk away and I’m…Connor is a good man. He’s the best relationship I’ve ever had in my time as an adult. I love him. I don’t want to walk away. But what if that isn’t enough anymore?  What if this is all too much for him but he can’t say it because of everything that’s happened to me? Or because of our baby?”

Dr. Richardson made another note before noticing the time on the clock on the wall behind Sarah. “Okay, we need to find a stopping point. So I want to leave it here and encourage you to talk to Connor about what you’re feeling. You’ve told me he’s honest, kind, and a good man. So be honest with him and see where that leads you, Sarah. Because sooner or later, you’ll have to know and we’ll discuss it next week.”

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Looking back at it now, Sarah thought she could have handled the conversation better than just blurting out, “You don’t find me attractive anymore, do you?”

And watching her boyfriend look so dumbfounded at her words. She’ll never forget the look on his face as she continued, “I mean, I know I wasn’t much before everything happened, but I’m not attractive anymore am I?”

Then he proved just how wrong she was in her thinking. But that was a story for another time. She didn’t want to think about that right now. Instead, she wanted…

“Love me,” she moaned quietly as she leaned into his touch. Connor captured her lips in response, pulling her back to the bed. 

“How is it today?” Her boyfriend asked quietly while they were basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. 

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“Sarah, you’re a psychiatrist.” Dr. Richardson reminded her during a session when the curly-haired brunette admitted to feeling guilty because she felt normal one day because it felt like she was moving on way too soon from Justin’s death, “If you were to have a patient tell you this, what would be your response?”

“Grief is something that rapidly changes from day to day,”

“Exactly. Grief isn’t linear. Some days you’ll wake up, and getting out of bed will be a struggle. Some days you’ll wake up and be angry or sad. Sometimes you’ll wake up like today and be perfectly fine.” The woman nodded, agreeing, “You need to treat yourself with care, Sarah. Grief will never completely go away, but don’t feel guilty for the good days you do have.”

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“It’s there, but it doesn’t hurt as much today,” Sarah told him quietly, pressing a kiss to the permanent love bite she left on his shoulder.

“If that changes?” Connor ran a hand down her back. Another kiss was placed on his shoulder, “You’ll be one of the first ones I tell…What if none of my clothes fit? I haven't had a chance to get maternity clothes yet. They must’ve known I was going back today.”

“Or they knew we’re going to be checking in on them with the ultrasound today,” her boyfriend grinned, patting her newly swollen stomach softly. 

“I might be on the early side of showing, but the book’s and Dr. Grant both say the baby won’t be kicking for another few months: until I’m at least six months or later considering this is my first pregnancy…and what?” 

“What?” 

“You have this weird grin on your face. Why?” Why? He was probably reading too much into her words; no he definitely knew he was reading too much into her words. But she had said first pregnancy and that had conjured images of them…with a sibling for this child. But Connor didn’t want to freak her out because they hadn’t even had this baby yet. So he ran a hand through her curls as he said, “I’m just happy.” 

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“Have you thought any more about moving in with me?” Connor prodded in the elevator while they were on the way down to the parking garage. He had floated the question last week during dinner one night. And it was logical, they were about to be tied together forever by their baby. And yet…Sarah didn’t want to move in just because it was smart and made sense. 

And hadn’t they seen this film before? Connor moving in with his broken and recovering girlfriend and it blowing up in their faces? All of it was starting to feel too similar. (There was that secondhand deja vu again.)

“Or we can find a different apartment if the idea of moving into my space is what’s bothering you.” Sarah shot him a look and her boyfriend shrugged with a smirk. 

“I can see the gears turning in your head,” 

“I don’t want to move in together just because we’re having a baby. That’s about as dated as getting married because we’re having a baby out of wedlock.” She told him before pausing. Then the brunette turned sharply to her boyfriend, wagging her finger at him. “Don’t you even dare think about proposing to me right now, Connor Rhodes. I will say no.”

 “So wait nine months after the kid is born, got it.” He snorted and when she shot him another pointed look; it turned into a full-blown laugh as the elevator opened with a ding to the parking garage. 

“You’re ridiculous, but more like twelve months,” Sarah rolled her eyes fondly before he opened the door to his car for her. He leaned in to peck her lips. “But I’m yours and you love me.”

“Why do you want to move in with me? Outside of the practical reasons because of our baby?” She asked after he pulled out of the garage and they were cruising down the road. The hand he had on her thigh flexed. They stopped at a red light and he glanced at her. His blue eyes were practically shimmering. 

“The baby is the main reason I want this sooner than later. But I’d like to think we were always headed towards this. Because you said it yourself a few months ago. You spend five nights out of the week at my place. More often than not though, you don’t even go back to your apartment. Over half of your stuff is at my place by now. So why are you paying thirteen hundred dollars a month for a place, that doesn’t even have an elevator and you spend maybe a week at? Each month?” 

“So you always saw us living together?”

“I always thought that’s what we’re working towards.” Connor shrugged at her question while they started moving again. His hand flexed again as his thumb started rubbing circles into her skin. Such a possessive action. It was something Sarah never found attractive in a man before, but the difference between her exes and Connor? Connor was possessive in private, unless provoked. (She had seen this firsthand because Joey liked to test this boundary and her boyfriend was quick to put him in his place.) Like the love bites on her body, his possessive actions were for them, only. 

“But I’ve thought this was a relationship sooner than you did,” he said, pulling Sarah out of her thoughts. 

“Huh?” 

“We weren’t on the same page until we were four months in,” Connor explained, “I thought we were a couple sooner than you did. So I think I’m a little quicker to jump for this because of that.”

“When did you start to think of this as a relationship?” 

“I-“ he hesitated and Sarah was pleasantly amused to see a flush crawling up her calm, cool, and collective boyfriend’s neck. “I’m not sure I want to tell you that because it’ll come out in a weird way.” 

She just grinned at him. Then she laid her hand over his resting on her thigh. Connor sighed. 

“The day you called me Dr. Rhodes in bed for the first time.” He muttered as he maneuvered his way into the other lane.  The brunette felt her mouth drop open, a laugh bubbling its way off of her lips. 

“So many things to unpack here,” Sarah started, still laughing even as Connor pinched her thigh lightly. “But we had only been sleeping together for about two weeks at that point.” 

“Yeah, so?” 

…So he had only been broken up from Robin for about two months? Or was it three? She couldn’t remember…and why did her brain keep circling back to his and Robin’s relationship? Why did she keep comparing them? 

“I also think that’s the first time you rode me too,” Connor commented and Sarah whipped her head to face him, but her boyfriend was staring at the road. 

Sarah felt her cheeks heating as she said, “Connor, you can’t just say that!”

A red light caught them again. They were nearing the hospital now. Her boyfriend faced her, a wicked gleam in his blue eyes. His rapidly darkening blue eyes-the way they did when they had sex. She shivered.

“Why? We’re the only ones in the car and you were thinking way too much and I needed to get you out of your head somehow. Since we’re in the car, I’m limited as to what I can do…” His hand moved a little higher up her thigh. 

“Because I think the last time you talked dirty to me,” she started trying to ground him back to reality, the brunette grabbed the hand on her thigh and placed it on her swollen stomach, “This happened.” 

“You act like I’m afraid to put another baby in you,” he pecked her lips quickly, before he went back to driving, “I’m not.”  (If only they knew…) 

“Connor,” she sputtered, while they pulled into the hospital parking lot and waited in line for a valet to come and take his car. Her boyfriend kissed her again, this one their tongue met but it was fleeting.

“It’s true,” Connor muttered against her lips, before he leaned his forehead against hers. “You know how proud I am of you, baby?” 

“I haven’t done anything yet,” 

“I’m still proud of you for trying.” Connor reiterated firmly with another kiss on her forehead. “And if it doesn’t work out coming back this soon, you know that’s okay too.”

(If only Sarah knew it wasn’t going to be a good day, but not for the reason everyone thought.)

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BELOW ARE THIS MEME WEEK PARTICIPANTS: 

Hunter Schafer @huntyfamz

Billie Lourd @hqlourd

Joe Burrow @jocburrow

Glen Powell @glenpowcll

Isabela Merced @isabelafame

Shawn Mendes @shawnfame

Natalia Dyer @thatnattyice

Maika Monroe @maikeymonroe

Lucy Hale @hale-raiser

Joe Keery @djokccry

Joseph Quinn @jcsephq

Travis Kelce @killa--trav

Lily James @lilyjxmes

Kelsea Ballerini @kelsxaballerini

Lupita Nyong'o @lupxtanyongo

[cliff-and-the-kid]

Muse Soundtrack Meme

MAIN Both: Life Is A Highway by Rascal Flatts

Determined Sierra: Choose Your Fighter by Ava Max Cliff: Unstoppable (Rebel Remix) by The Score

BATTLE Sierra: Heroes of Today by Once Monsters Cliff: Untraveled Road by Thousand Foot Krutch

Sad Sierra: The House That Built Me by Miranda Lambert Cliff: Vagabond by Tommee Proffit feat. FJORA

Relaxed Both: Fireflies by Owl City

Contemplative Sierra: I Was Here by Beyonce Cliff: Every Storm (Runs out of Rain) by Gary Allan

Happy Sierra: Na Na Na by Pentonix Cliff: When We Stand Together by Nickleback

Hard Work Montage Both: Fire on Up by Paper Kings

Love Theme Sierra: Symphony by Sheppard Cliff: Let's Hurt Tonight by OneRepublic

Breakup/Heartbreak Sierra: Miss Me More by Kelsea Bellerini Cliff: One Grain of Sand by Ron Pope

FINAL BATTLE Sierra: Giants by Neoni Cliff: Can't Hold Us by Macklemore & Ryan Lewis

(Stolen from: @tiris)

[taylorssewingcircle]

In search of the ANTIDOTE rollout

Let's fucking goooo. More Fletcherini content than I could have imagined since Kelsea and Chase got together. I'm not complaining. These dates are all approximate and moreso for me to keep track of them chronologically.

Jan 10th - Fletcher teases Lead Me On with this TikTok. None of the other suspected muses of the song are straight...

Jan 21st - Fans receive vinyls that contain what is presumably a prologue. It includes the phrase

"an old friend once said me two things can be true"

In her Call Her Daddy interview, she said that it was something that her friend Kelsea Ballerini said and additionally, Kelsea used the phrase in her own interview with Alex months later.

Jan 24th - Fletcher releases a merch T-shirt of a horse with the caption

"it's hard to tame wild horses"

We speculate that this is a reference to Kelsea's Love Is A Cowboy song where she sings

"it makes your heart feel like wild horses in your chest"

Additionally, the merch looks extremely similar to Kelsea's Love Is A Cowboy merch, that Fletcher wore when they reunited in June 2023.

If we dig even deeper and look at the timeline, on June 22, when they went to the bar in Nashville and signed the infamous book, Kelsea posted her photo dump with a snippet of the song.

[abbyissharp]

send 🎧 plus a number for me to post: 1. the song i think best represents my muse 3. a song that represents my muse's darkest moment 15. a song my muse loves

1. the song i think best represents my muse Overshare - Kelsea Ballerini

3. a song that represents my muse's darkest moment The 30th - Billie Eilish

15. a song my muse loves Unsinkable Ships - Meg & Dia

[sbhqevents]

PACK YOUR BAGS, WE'RE HEADED TO...

NEW ORLEANS, LOUISIANA!

New Orleans is a Louisiana city on the Mississippi River, near the Gulf of Mexico. Nicknamed the "Big Easy," it's known for its round-the-clock nightlife, vibrant live-music scene and spicy, singular cuisine reflecting its history as a melting pot of French, African and American cultures. From its world-class gastronomy and eclectic art scene to its distinctive architecture and neighborhoods, New Orleans is like no other city. Add in its jazzy soundtrack and tropical climate, this is a destination everyone can enjoy.  It’s a city of festivals, of freewheeling fun, of go-cups poured in the bars where cocktails were invented. It’s a place where pirates and ghosts have free rein, where cemeteries are above-ground cities of the dead and Voodoo has its own royal queen. Here, Carnival stretches for weeks, gumbo and crawfish recipes are family heirlooms and neighborhood pride is touted in all corners of the Big Easy. To the spellbound visitor that gets it, New Orleans is like no other place in the world! The SUNSETBLVDHQ fall trip is a MANDATORY event for all celebrities taking place from OCTOBER 6TH - OCTOBER 13TH. If your muse has children, they are more than welcome to bring them along or leave them back home with a babysitter! Daycare services will be provided throughout the entire week if needed.

Please tag all event-related posts with #sunsetevent and #sunsetnola!

OFFICIAL ITINERARY:

10/6 - Guests Arrive/Truth or Dare Meme Night

10/7 - Free Day

10/8 - Fall/Halloween Carnival with Costume Contest

10/9 - Free Day

10/10 - Cooking Contest

10/11 - Free Day

10/12 - 1920s Murder Mystery Party

10/13 - Free Day/Departure of Guests

UNDER THE CUT, YOU WILL FIND YOUR ROOMATES! Couples have been paired together automatically and the rest have been randomized. If you do not see your celeb's name, please let us know and we will get you added.

Troye Sivan & Ross Lynch

Taylor Swift & Tyler Seguin

Christian McCaffrey & Olivia Holt

Madelyn Cline & Joe Burrow

Dove Cameron & Rudy Pankow

Cari Fletcher & Sophie Turner

Bella Hadid & Roman Josi

Aaron Taylor-Johnson & Shawn Mendes

Sabrina Carpenter & Jordan Fisher

Madison Beer & Maia Reficco

Selena Gomez & Lottie Tomlinson

Isabela Merced & Niall Horan

Becky G & Renee Rapp

Justin Herbet & Ashley Benson

Madison Bailey & Kelsea Ballerini

Kylie Jenner & Camila Mendes

Florence Pugh & Hailee Steinfeld

SZA & Jenna Ortega

Josh Allen & Kendall Jenner

Joe Jonas & Ja'Marr Chase

Gigi Hadid & Chrissy Costanza

[milcycyrus-archived]

Top 5 People You Would Not Hook Up Your Ex With and Why.

'This or Thats? Would You Rathers? FMK? My Top 5/Top 10 anything; ask my muse ANYTHING! I’m only allowed to ‘Plead the Fifth’ on ONE question! Make me uncomfortable!'

Top 5 People You Would Not Hook Up Your Ex With and Why. depends on which ex are we talking about.....liam right...personally i don't care who he dates as long as he's happy and that is all that matters right? // @theliamhems 1. zoe kravitz because this woman means a lot to me and i wouldn't want my ex to date her sorry not sorry // @zkrvtz 2. kelsea ballerini....i think her boyfriend wouldn't want that to happen // @kelsxaballerini 3. nick jonas....now that would be something wouldn't it? // @notnickjcncs 4. halle bailey....she's too gorgeous for him // @hclleb 5. awsten knight.....i mean he's already taken // @itsawsten

[winniehollings]

WINDSOR WINNIE HOLLINGS

name: windsor hollings nicknames: winnie, winds, windy, win. date of birth: may 26th zodiac: gemini sun, aries moon, aries rising age: 30 residence: studio apartment fc: kelsea ballerini skeleton: muse b - seven

Windsor was born and raised in a small town by a single dad who worked his arms off to give her the world, and that's how she was raised, to work very hard for what she wanted. She was kind to anyone and everyone she met, constantly bringing stray animals home, making new friends at recess and convincing everyone that kindness was the way forward.

From a very young age, Winnie loved to sing. Her dad did work on the local vocal teacher's house so she'd give Winnie lessons for free, and then did the same with the town's guitar teacher, and just like that, by the time she was 12, Winnie was singing in every chapel, performing on every stage they'd let her be at, and loving every second of it. She was destined for great things, not for this small town, and she knew it.

Her big break came at 18, when a scouter heard her play at a local bar, and offered her a recording deal. Things blew right up from there, and Winnie picked up her roots, her dad and her guitar and moved to Nashville. She'd lived there, performing all over the country, living the superstar life, with her dad as her manager and her best friend in the world.

Only now, when she tried to change her style a little, reinvent herself at thirty, did Windsor decide to change labels. Her dad had thrown down roots in Nashville, and didn't wanna move with her until she was properly settled, so she moved into a studio apartment on Cornelia Street with her labradoodle Felix.