#suttxnhart

[teagansmaron]

SPECIAL DELIVERY TO: @suttxnhart​

LOCATION: Teagan’s backyard

In the weeks following Teagan’s meeting with Sutton on the initial plan for the former shop grounds, it flashed by in a blink of an eye. One second she’s sitting down with Ryder about having a historical plaque in front of the garden describing Lucille’s accomplishments. The next second, she spent the last few weeks in the shop’s storage unit, looking through items that could be used as decoration to make it feel like her grandmother was looming over the garden grounds. It’s something that she’ll need to talk about with Sutton, but seeing how they flowed one idea, after another, they’ll surely be able to find use in these items ─ before Teagan has to go on the chopping block on whether to sell the rest or keep. However, this is an issue for another time. The primary purpose she came to the storage unit is to grab the few shattered porcelain boxes, knowing she has every intention of inviting Sutton over and make what was a conversation between them a reality.

Once settling the four boxes in her garage, getting her work out for the day, she sent a text to her friend to see when she’s free next. While she failed to give details, it wasn’t like Teagan kept it a secret either on why she’s messaging. Especially when her last text: Get those ice bags ready is a dead giveaway in putting the pieces together. It’s their own version of Rage Room ─ in comfort her backyard with the music booming without a single worry about her next neighbor coming out to yell about the volume. It’s perfect timing.

“Alright,” she remakes her presence known by the flawlessly executed backyard for this afternoon’s activities. Whenever she gets a chance to host, it’s nothing unusual for Teagan to go over and beyond with snacks, drinks, and even entertainment if necessary: even if it’s just two ladies smashing porcelain dishes, sooner than later, they’ll work up a thirst and an appetite. Approaching the two plastic tables with cardboard coverings, her hands rest on her hips before putting her safety glasses on. “I think we have everything that we need. At least this is what I believe because the guy down at the hardware told me so if anything, we know who to harass.”

[blakecastillo]

closed starter for @suttxnhart​ location: Hart Residence time: Late evening, around 7PM

It had taken Blake a long time to muster up the courage to tell her loved one’s that she was expecting a baby in the New Year, but time was ticking and her bump continued to grow.  She knew she couldn’t keep it a secret anymore despite how much she wanted to.  She was scared of being judged and being the topic of Olympus’ rumour mill considering the fact she was thirty-four and single bringing a child into the world.  But, she was sold the minute that she saw the two lines on the test and even more so when she heard the baby’s heart beat.  So, it would be a storm she’d weather and try to handle it with as much grace as possible which wasn’t exactly what she was known for.  She wanted to tell Rowan, but she wasn’t ready because this was something Rowan desperately craved and happened to Blake by accident.  She just couldn’t face it yet because the guilt she felt in her stomach had been suffocating her since the minute she found out.  Instead, Blake found herself on the doorstep of the Hart residence with a bag of take out food that she ordered with Sutton’s approval in hand, knowing better than to show up unexpectedly.  She knocked gently before opening the door and walking in, blocking the dog from the door as she did.  A smile spread across her features as her eyes met Sutton’s and quickly embraced her before pulling her jacket from her shoulders.  “Hey, babe.”  She said as she handed the bag of take out food to Sutton and followed her into kitchen.  “I’ve missed ya.”

[johndaltcn]

STARTER FOR: @suttxnhart​ LOCATION: Harris House. TIME: 12:30AM. EVENT: Devil’s Night at the Harris House.

The moment The Cupid Shuffle starts, John takes it upon himself to retreat for another smoke break. Needless to say, he wasn’t much of a dancer to begin with, so a group dance like this was way out there for him. Too out there, for that matter. 

As he heads for the entrance, he bumps into someone and then slams right into a shiny glass skeleton that had been propped up at the front as a decoration. Glass scatters across the pavement, the sound making John jump out of his skin. “Fuck,” He mutters, turning to the nearest person, “You think I should replace it or something..?”

[mayaswollman]

STARTER FOR: @suttxnhart​ LOCATION: Chambers Contracting. SETTING: Late afternoon.

While Maya’s situation with her family was hard to comprehend, she still wanted to be there for them during these times. Maya’s apartment complex luckily wasn’t damaged during the storm and she didn’t lose power for very long. Though, she didn’t stay at home during the storm in the first place. She had spent her time during the storm with Halle Kane, the town’s newest detective, at his place. Not for any specific reason that involved him, not at all. In truth, Maya just didn’t want to go home. Not while Matthew was there, stirring within his own anger in the pitch-black darkness of her apartment. Thankfully, he was gone by morning, giving Maya just enough time to collect herself and settle. 

That’s until her parents who were, for once, out of town, called her earlier this afternoon. They were gone due to something about her father and his military buddies, Maya didn’t actually care enough to absorb the details. But apparently, their home was in pretty bad shape due to the storm and it was up to Maya, as the oldest daughter, to handle the mess. So she makes her way to Chambers Contracting, surprised to see Sutton there for a moment upon arrival. “Oh, hey,” Maya says, a warm smile gracing her expression. “I almost completely forgot this is your family’s company. My dad wanted me to come here specifically to fix up the house.” The receptionist was still unsure where she stands with Sutton, though she tries to keep her optimism in check. “How are you? I hope you didn’t get hit too bad.”

[blakecastillo-a]

closed starter for @suttxnhart​

Blake was excited for Sutton to come over for dinner as it had been awhile since she’d gotten to spend time with the other female.  Blake didn’t get the chance to spend time with many people other than the guys at the shop and Rowan and the kids, so she was craving any other normal type of human interaction.  As she waited for Sutton to arrive, the mechanic had been working in the kitchen to prepare a pasta dish she saw on Pinterest and sipping on a glass of white wine.  When she heard Sutton enter, Blake turned on her heels to greet the engineer as she entered her home.  “Hey sweetheart,” she greeted with a grin.  “There’s wine in the fridge and the pasta is almost done.”  She said as she turned back to the stove to watch the food.  “Thank you so much for coming over.  I really appreciate it.  I’ve been dying for a girls night.”

[scthcartcr]

∇☆

headcanon day

∇ for a headcanon regarding technology.

Instagram is the only social media Seth has and even on this social media, he doesn’t post his entire face nor does he use his entire name. He’s convinced the government could use it to spy on him or use it to get information on the Club. Beyond that, he hates his picture being taken anyway, for reasons already stated (paranoia) so he just prefers to go on Instagram and see what other people are posting. He rarely even likes a photo.

☆ for a happy headcanon.

Lily is Seth’s nine year old Rottweiler and he is ultimately the love of his life. He takes her along on fishing trips and hunting trips and if she’s not with him there are very few people that he trusts his favorite girl with. Seth found Lily at the humane society shortly after getting out of jail and getting settled into his new house, purchased with the money made while inside (for selling contraband inside the prison walls). She was almost a year old when he adopted her and upon laying eyes on her, Seth has found a best friend in her ever since. She makes the two bedroom house feel a bit less lonely, although it’s modest in size, it feels empty without the dog. As a dedicated dog dad, Lily has spent a lot of her life in the Clubhouse, in his car, and these days she spends a lot of time on his bed, awaiting his return as the old age has set in on the old girl. Still, she’s treated like a princess and is, above all, Seth’s most prized possession.

[wesleyevans]

@suttxnhart​

After he saw that Blake wasn’t looking, he took some of the pink starbursts for himself. Spotting Sutton, he walked over to the younger woman, “I’m pretty sure that those starbursts have some weed in ‘em cause they’re addicting as hell.” What did Teagan put in them? He felt like he had the munchies, “Have you tried one here yet?” 

[vivian-randolph]

pea-ed on the floor

closed starter for @suttxnhart​

Though Vivian ate out quite a lot, and ordered in just as much, it was necessary to have at least a few food staples in her home. That in turn necessitated a run to the grocery store, at least for some produce. 

Looking down, she found she quite liked the colourful picture the fruits and vegetables in her basket made. Vivian was hardly a gourmet chef, but she figured she could follow a recipe. At the very least she could chop up the healthy snacks to keep her going at work since she knew her occasional tendency to not eat at all was not exactly helpful either. 

Looking in the frozen food aisle, Vivian tapped her foot as she decided on what to grab. The frozen berries that always went well in her smoothies were already in the bag when she decided to grab a bag of frozen peas and of frozen corn as well. If nothing else, they could serve as ice packs should she ever require one. 

Grabbing a bag from the freezer, Vivian was horrified to hear the sounds of peas hitting the floor. Before she could turn the bag over and stop the flood, half the bag ended up on the floor. 

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” she muttered.

[rothane]

closed for @suttxnhart​

A kid-free night is something that Rowan is very grateful to have. Of course, she’s looking forward to the following night when she hauls the kids out trick or treating but for now she’s happy to enjoy a night of drinking, dancing and conversations with people who know words with more than three syllables. Or, at least, the last two. In solidarity with her husband, Rowan is going about the night stone cold sober, something she doesn’t really mind. “Look at you,” she greets as she finds Sutton in the crowd. Despite the costume, she recognizes the other easily. “God. Please tell me you’re wearin’ that tomororw, too. Benny’s going to be enthralled with you. I’m pretty sure Jessie is his first love.” To say her son is obsessed with Toy Story would be an understatement. 

[catxmendoza]

@suttxnhart​.

mama kay’s.

“Aye, dios mio, you look so good.” Cat groaned, practically salivating as she stared down the sandwich in front of her. After skipping breakfast -more like sleeping right through it, but that was neither here nor there- and putting off lunch as late as she could to get her errands finished, she was more than ready to sink her teeth into something as good as a sandwich from Mama Kay’s. She looked up at her friendly lunch date for the day, grinning and raising a brow at Sutton. “Unless you want to see some straight up Jurassic Park à la Steven Spielberg level carnivorous behavior, I suggest you look away now.”

[izzyrojas]

@suttxnhart​

Although Izzy considered Sutton one of her closer friends, there’s a part of her that is jealous of what she has. Then again, Izzy is jealous of most of her friends for some reason or another. It was a toxic trait, yes, but was Izzy going to do anything to change it? No. So instead, she would end up knocking on Sutton’s door to come have some time in her house with her kid, her dog and her husband puttering around somewhere. On occasion, Izzy takes the woman out, reminding her how to be lively and untethered. Although, it rarely works for long since Izzy ends up hearing Sutton calling Maddox a few drinks later. It’s fun though. Today is one of those days, however, that she comes bursting through the woman’s office, her adrenaline thumping through her veins. It was over. It was finally fucking over. Well, in two weeks. “Sutton whatever your middle name is Hart, I need you to stop whatever the fuck you’re doing right now,” she says, standing in the doorway of her office, having practically sprinted through the lobby and past a confused Maddox Hart. “Guess what the fuck happened.”

[teagansmaron]

SPECIAL DELIVERY TO: @suttxnhart​

LOCATION: Sutton’s office

DATE / TIME: July 6th around 8pm

Since Teagan’s evening with Sutton, where they spoke about the neurosurgeon’s growing  romantic relationship with Jeremiah, the main focus was wrapped around the unknown of the shop’s future. There’s no possible way she could go through with rebuilding to the entirety of a shop that sent shivers down her mind. Physically, emotionally, and mentally, her passion always resided with taking care of patients and being the best neurosurgeon (even if she fails to express these words readily about herself) in the entire world. Being a business woman was never in her plans but the eldest Maron girl understood Lucille entrusted her for a multitude of reasons but importantly ─ if anything did happen to the shop, Teagan would not allow the honor of her presence to vanish from the town. And, it’s like Sutton is her saving grace by reading her mind and suggesting the space to be turned into a garden of sorts ─ which is the main reason why her usual detour around Olympus doesn’t lead her home. Instead, she made a pit-stop at Calliope to pick up a takeout order whilst saying a polite hi to Reina before making way to Sutton’s office for an evening of catch up but importantly to see what vision her friend happens to have because she still remembers the illumination in the others hues from weeks prior. 

A grip on the bag of food, the other pushing her way into the office whilst keeping her phone, wallet and keys gripped underneath her elbow to make sure the items didn’t fall. It’s no surprise that Teagan is not someone to come empty handed ─ regardless of the time or place. “Hey Sutt,” she greets in a beam, once fully inside. The first thing she does is set down the items that kept her breath hitched. Once they sit on the nearest table, her arms initiate a brace with the long-time friend, grateful and eager to see what their two minds can work together on this development. “Thanks for being able to do this meeting this late.” A thankful falsetto informs the other, pulling away after a moment. Seeing how its nearing two months since the storm’s destruction, the period of grieving about the downfall was long in the past and the structure was cleared, the next steps are necessary to continue with this momentum. “As you know, I never come empty handed so I brought us food to munch on.” Walking to the belongings to pull out the items from Calliope, hazel hues still catch a glimpse toward the friend’s direction. “How’ve you been? How’s Miss Eliza? Causing anymore havoc near the stairs again?”

[blakecastillo]

closed starter for @suttxnhart​ location: Olympus Nature Preserve time: Early evening, around 5pm

It had practically become a part of her daily routine for Blake to take her dog, Zeus, out for a walk when she got home from work.  She barely gave herself the time to settle before she was putting his leash on him and taking him out the front door before making their way over to the Nature Preserve.  Initially, Blake started doing this early into her sobriety because she knew that any form of exercise would keep her in check which involved a lot of trips to the gym and runs around the Preserve, but that seemed to be a harder task with a seventeen-week pregnancy belly protruding from her abdomen.  Instead, her and Zeus kept a leisurely pace as they walked through the park with her headphones in, listening to a podcast absentmindedly.  It wasn’t until Zeus started to pull in the direction of another dog, that she quickly recognized as Goose, did she pull her headphones from her ears to see Sutton merely a few feet from her.  “Hey, babe.”  She greeted with a smile as the dogs greeted each other with a ridiculous amount of butt-sniffing as if they haven’t met before.  “How are you doin’ today?”

[dclphinedupont]

@suttxnhart​ where: little dove diner 

“And here I thought you were eaten by a bear.” Del looked up from the numerous newspapers spread out on the table, highlighter between her teeth and hair pulled up in a haphazardly done ponytail, only to smile sheepishly at one of the waitresses. She’s been back in Olympus for over a day now and she’s finally drawn up the courage to go out and start getting her life back together. 

And that began with looking for a job. 

She thought about maybe begging Jer for her job back, but she knew she could never ask him to do something like that. Not with the way she left. She also didn’t think she could face him... just yet. So there she was, circling job openings she thought she’d be somewhat qualified for, keeping her head down in an attempt to hide from the rest of town. 

“One did. It just spit me back out.” She replied with a small shake of her head, running her purple highlighter around a store keep opening that she’d have to take note of. “You guys hiring or...?” Her words faltered as she caught sight of a familiar face. Sutton. The familiar feeling of shame colored her cheeks as her smile fell slightly, only for her to force it back up, giving the other a small wave from her booth. 

[mayaswollman]

STARTER FOR: @suttxnhart​ WHEN AND WHERE: Morning, The Studio.

So, Maya decides to bite the bullet and join a dance class. A pole class, to be more specific. But perhaps not for the right reasons. Sure, exercise and a way to physically release any tension within her body would be more than beneficial for someone like Maya. But she had signed up for a completely different reason. Sutton Hart was someone she had a strange relationship with. In fact, they didn’t have one at all. Not since Maya dated Sutton’s older brother, Jordan, many years ago. Maya, at the time, was young and stupid but still obtained the same concrete commitment issues as she does now. The Chambers family was sweet, always nice to her. Jordan was especially sweet and very into her, even when Maya and Sutton didn’t quite get along. But to put it simply, Maya eventually dumped him without much of a reason behind doing so. That was usually Maya’s escape when it came to most romantic endeavors. She cuts and runs, becomes bored, or will slowly become someone her partner didn’t recognize. With this Chambers brother, he got the cut and run scenario. 

Maybe Maya was looking to better herself, to better her more than impactful actions. Who knows, really. Even she was unaware of where her intentions stem from, but she was here regardless, early to a dance class she was certain would completely make a fool of herself in. “Um, hey,” Maya starts, eyes resting upon Sutton. “Long time no see right?” A classic Maya move, using humor to cover up the awkwardness. “I know you don’t really like me very much but...I could really use some help with this class. I’m not much of a dancer..” Better than nothing, right?

[reinathane]

CLOSED / @suttxnhart​ LOCATION: The Studio

The parking lot at the Studio has all but cleared out and yet Reina finds herself still there, almost ten minutes after class has ended. She’s picking up both Madison and Iris today — Rowan’s got a late shift and Andy had some club business to finish up — and the girls have insisted on playing in the grassy area near the parking lot at the Studio. What could they possibly be playing with nothing around them but a few shrubs and a building? Reina’s got no fucking clue, but she’s pretty sure it has more to do with the fact that once they leave, Maddie will be heading home and they hate saying goodbye to each other. She’s told them they have five more minutes twice now, and she’s pretty sure she’s going to have to say it five more times before they actually decide to listen to her, so she pulls a cigarette out of her bag to at least give her some kind of distraction and help pass the time.

Lucky for her, Reina isn’t alone for long. Out the front doors of the dance studio comes Sutton, and she greets the woman with a look before taking a drag of the nicotine. It’s not quite a smile or a welcoming acknowledgment, but at least it’s something. “Want one?” she asks, holding her cigarette up in reference. She’s not sure if Sutton actually smokes but hell, half the Old Ladies of the club do, so it can’t hurt to ask. Speaking of — “Hey, did you hear about that bake sale we’re pulling together for the club? We’re raising money for some kids in the hospital, I believe.” Not that Reina actually knows for sure, but that’s beside the point. “Regardless, it looks good for the club to be charitable so it’d be nice if you could help out.” It’s less of a request and more of a demand, but Reina does manage to work up a smile as she says it. Figures that even though she’s technically not even an Old Lady anymore, she’s still parading around like she runs the show. In her mind, someone’s got to.