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     “ okay. so... what’s the PROBLEM ? ” the irritation in her otherwise melodic tone was very much noticeable as she briskly made her way down main street, as was the exaggerated eye-roll of icy blue hues that accompanied it. an issue she���d grown to absolutely despise over the years of being the family mechanic was that her family ( mainly her younger sister ) called shanley over every little thing out of normalcy when it came to her classic beater of a vehicle. engine light on? call. trouble shifting out of park? call. buckle-up-your-seatbelt beep? call. so as the younger moreno audibly went on in hysterics, shanley cut her off, brow furrowed slightly out of pure frustration of not being able to physically see the issue as well as her sister most likely dramatizing the situation, tenfold. “ did you even bother to check the fuse first? ” a curt ‘no’ in reply was finally what it took for the brunette to release a deep sigh. “ do that, text me later. BYE. ” hurriedly rounding a corner, gaze down while ending the call on her phone in hand, shanley nearly mowed down an unsuspecting citizen, which caused her steps to abruptly halt, shock and slight annoyance gracing her features for a split second before blue hues sized-up the other and recognition caused her heart to drop like an anchor to the pit of her stomach. “ —oh, ” was all shanley was able to utter, initially, through slightly parted lips, phone still clutched tightly in hand. a rare moment, to catch the former ‘it-girl’ out of her element, as confidence seemed to generally radiate from the brunette on a daily basis. she would mostly likely curse herself later for the lapse. “ marilyn, hi. i didn’t know you were back in town. ” she finally snapped out of the daze, which felt like it lasted too long when, in reality, it was probably only a few seconds. phone-free hand lifted to comb long dark locks away from her face, managing to offer a docile smile. “ how have you been? ”  (  @vicescfvirtues  )

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     stepping out from the cafe and into the warmth of the sun, the brunette was slightly caught off guard upon hearing a familiar voice, but her composure never faltered, immediately locking gaze with the mayor of rose hollow. “ well, good day, mayor rowe !  what a pleasant surprise, ” sickly sweet melodic voice was met by his greeting, a bright smile that may have been nothing short of superficial displaying perfect rows of pearly whites as shanley approached the man married to her best friend. “ how’s the wife, how are the kids, ” lifting a hand to wave aimlessly through the air, she was already over the smalltalk just as soon as it started, her smile fading to allow a smirk tugging at the corners of rosy lips to make an appearance. “ you must be busy, what with all the— MURDER amuck. ” tilting her head a little to one side, icy blue hues expectantly peered up through dark lashes at the brunet. “ how’s that going, by the way? the investigation, that is. ”

Mayor Grant Rowe made his way back to town hall after a delectable business lunch with possible partners in a new law firm. Grant needed to continue to provide for his family while he was in local office and practicing law was his passion as well as a great money maker. Seeing a local down the street, he waved his open hand and grinned widely. “ Nice to see you . How are you ?” He asked, taking a moment of his time to speak to a townsperson.

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     all jesse needed and wanted in life, at that very moment, was a burger and fries. there was no other meal plated or daily special that tugged at his heartstrings ( or pounding headache ) like a classic cheeseburger with a side of homemade fries. the pain he was silently suffering through was self-inflicted; a hangover to divulge the previous night’s activities of which he took part. so, while he was settled in the worn-in cushions of the booth, the brunet attempted to relax as he waited for the waitress to bring his order, but his muscles were quick to tense up slightly as soon as the all-too familiar authority figure slid into the opposite side of his booth. “ uh— ” lips parted, he scrambled to retrace his steps from last night, unaware if he actually had conspicuously committed some sort of crime that attracted complaints from grouchy residents. however, jack’s reassurance that he wasn’t in trouble had jesse relaxing back into the booth a little once again, but still slightly on edge. nothing against jack, of course — he was probably the kindest law enforcer the young man had ever met — but just being in the presence of any police officer usually caused jesse to keep his guard up. choosing to ignore the quip, considering there was probably a list of things he could spill to the sheriff, jesse allowed a small, slanted smile to curve his lips. “ kinda’ weird, sitting with you without the whole cell barricade. but, kinda’ nice. —you off the clock, chief? ”

JACK HAD NEVER really found a time or reason to teach himself to cook, save a handful of ready-made meals. A consequence of this, was that he was doomed to eat at the local diner, even when it was packed. It was rush hour, but he knew he probably wouldn’t be able to force himself away from his work tonight. He was so focused on the murder that often times, he had to be reminded to eat. Jack was close to pushing himself to collapse — he knew that, but he also new a nice, greasy burger would keep him going just a little while longer. That was all he needed.

Jack spent a solid minute trying to find a seat. Looking over the heads of the bustling patrons, the task seemed nearly impossible. He spotted only one empty seat — which was opposite another diner. Not that that bothered him much, but he’d hoped to save them the trouble if possible. Without much ceremony, the sheriff slid into the booth, shooting a grin towards the other. “don’t worry, you’re not in trouble. I’m just hungry. I mean — unless there’s something you want to tell me while we’re here,” With a friendly chuckle, he waved down the waitress and placed an order for ‘the usual’.

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     a nightly ritual took place whenever jesse went out to converse with his fellow peers at some rager held at one of their homes or inside an abandoned lot.  after drinking his weight in whiskey and taking on the first person who tried to cut him off, he’d come home as quietly as possible ( if not crashing at someone else’s ) to make a sandwich in his drunken stupor and grab a bottle of water in order to lessen the damage his hangover would most likely inflict the next morning.  so, when he was finished doing just that, the young drug dealer begins to make a squiggly beeline to his bedroom, but stumbles in his step and ends up knocking something to the floor.  of course, it’s one of the tacky things he made his for his parents when he was probably too young to even know what he was doing and as a result, barely did any of the work; an ugly horse made up of a lot of hot glue, popsicle sticks, and .... buttons ?  “ yee-NAW, ”  the harsh whisper is released through clenched teeth, jesse’s eyebrows narrowing at the inanimate object with an accusatory glare.  despite the obvious tension now built up between himself and the garbage craft, he decides to be the bigger man by picking it up and placing it back in it’s original stance, shaking his head at the blank, beady-eyed stare it gave in gratitude of his selfless act.  pompous fuckass.  with slower, more cautious steps down the hallway, jesse had just about reached his room with sandwich and water in hand, until his mom’s bedroom door swings open and he stumbles back against the wall in surprise.  “ it wasn’t ME, it was— ”  he slurs through a drawl of his gruff tone and gestures back toward where the incident took place, suddenly losing almost half of his english vocabulary as a result of his state of inebriation,  “ mom, i was set up. ” (  @ivywilson  )

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     i just got home from work ( bless ) so i’m going to eat real quick before hitting the dash with my babes but !!  i’ll be mobile until then to reply to messages and plot, so if we aren’t already ...... we should <3 ps if anyone would like a closed thread ( bc lord knows i can’t muster up a generic starter for the liFE of me ) then pls feel free to lmk and which of my two you would like it with / which of yours if you have multiple muses !

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     ( @vicescfvirtues )

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     guess who’s back with a brand new rap ....it’s not me but i have my Wreckt™ boy here for y’all to love/hate !!  

     ( dacre montgomery  ,  19  ,  cismale )  — ┊hey there, jesse wilson, i’ve had my eye on you. i see you making your way down the streets of willow creek and everyone there thinks that you’re boisterous & resourceful, but i know that you’re really truculent & sardonic. you remind me of a mud splattered truck’s engine roaring down a long stretch of dirt road, the loud crack of an aluminum bat colliding with a soaring baseball, and cold leather jacket enveloping bare torso on a summer night. and even though you’re just a high school senior & drug dealer, i know the truth about you. i know that you’re dealing drugs to your peers in order to help your mom pay rent and make ends meet. but don’t worry, it’ll be our little secret if you play by my rules.

“ you don’t know who the fuck i am ! ”  so uhhh this angry bullheaded punk got held back during his freshman year ( hence his age as a hs senior sdhuifdf ) for picking too many fights and getting like super suspended for the last few months of school lmao idiot.  homeboy is a native to rose hollow so u know holla at all the fellow natives who would prob be cool with him or prob know him to be a lil shit disturber.

tw: daddy issues by the nbhd plays in the bg ; yah tragic so uh, jesse’s dad was a huge dick like.... he worked a laborious job all hours of the day and then would immediately retreat to the viper bar to get fuckin lit with all his buddies so by the time he got home...... he was completely Sloshed and just bitched abt everything until passing out in his ratty lazy boy chair in front of the tv. and sometimes he would go away for weeks at a time bc of “work” but really the scum had another entire family that jesse nor his mom knew abt until papa wilson pced the fuck out when jesse was just 10 years old, and left them with basically nothing. 

so he hates his dad and hopes he never sees him again bc if he does...... he wants to kill him for what Scum put him and his mom through. by default, jesse is a mama’s boy. he would do & does anything she needs of him ( + more but i’ll touch on that in a min ) bc she has done and still does so much for him. obviously when the shitty Man of the house left, she had to pick up a few jobs to support herself and jesse after just being a housewife / stay at home mom for nearly 10 years, and my boy here really thinks she’s the strongest lady he knows for real.

bc she does so much and he wants to do whatever he can to help out, jesse started getting into some major shit. he would tell his mama he was working the odd job, like mowing lawns, tossing newspapers, or just general labour work around the neighbourhood idfk whatever noble teens do to make $$$. but in reality, he was swiping bicycles off of lawns at night to sell on ebay, stealing from his friends’ parents whenever he went over to their houses, and gambling at school with his friends. now that he’s older, however, he’s moved onto bigger and better things, such as growing and selling weed to his peers. despite his mom’s impeccable efforts, she’s only one person, and he wants to look out for her just as she’s done for him his entire life. i mean yo he’s making mad money and truly believes they’d lose their house if it wasn’t for his help ?? he’s just scared deep down for his ma ok shut up. 

HOMEBOY IS A TRAMP. relationships are not his forte, he would rather have a bazillion girls to flirt with / mack on, than to tie himself down to just one gal. & it’s not bc he wants to spread himself around it’s just........ he doesn’t wanna get Deep with anyone. that’s it he lit doesn’t wanna be all emotional and share his Feelings with another person so uh ladies knock him out idk. he loves the attention but at the same time, he hates it ?? like one minute he’ll wanna Tap that Ass and then the next he’ll feel sick to his stomach bc he was being affectionate sdafhuikg idK guys he’s a freak. he’s also super into baseball ? like.... he’s no sports fanatic by any means but he loves playing baseball, just taking a bat and whacking shit tbh so he’s prob on the school team or some sort of team outside of school.

a few rando wanted connections i’d love to have for him:  THE POLICE YO any official members of the law that maybe hate him & wanna lock him away forever OR maybe looking out for him ?? they see potential & wanna help him better himself / get on the right track , obviously he needs his clientele so anyone who wants good ass weed that ain’t taxed by the government... hit him up , a bunch of enemies like this kid is a Punk he will straight up throat punch anyone who gets in his face abt anything & he’s just so angry so.... yeah , a couple of pals who are like indifferent ?? like whether they go to school with him or a little older they’re just ppl he can actually tolerate and they tolerate him and it’s just ... peaceful & civil wow , he needs some roWDY FRIEND to shake him of his anger & get him out partying like ‘let loose man... chillax’ - he needs that type of friend.

again super down for whatever, whether u have any wcs that jesse could fit or u just wanna brainstorm - i’m here for it hunnies !!

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     bitch !!! wassup i just got home from work and i’m a mess sdihfgkjdfg i don’t have anything prepared so this is gonna be a Wreck™ buckle up ya’ll. ps my name’s cait wow sorry, i’m the worst at introductions lmao. anyway here’s my first bby, love her hot messy ass down pls !!

     (  megan fox ,  33  ,  cisfemale  )  — ┊hey there, shanley moreno, i’ve had my eye on you. i see you making your way down the streets of maple lane and everyone there thinks that you’re epigrammatic & venturesome, but i know that you’re really temerarious & reticent. you remind me of red nails popping out from oil-stained hands, the faint scent of japanese cherry blossoms imbedded in flannels, and lipstick-stained cigarette ends hidden beneath a flower pot. and even though you’re just a mechanic & motocross racer, i know the truth about you. i know that you’re still suffering from a miscarriage you never told anyone else about, including the would-be father. but don’t worry, it’ll be our little secret if you play by my rules. trigger warning: mentions of miscarriage.

“ stand back debbie downer ! ”  this rowdy lil car-loving bike rider is shanley motherfuckin’ moreno and she’s the rootinest tootinest basic badass bitch you’ll ever come across.  homegirl originates from tennessee ,  lil bit of honky tonk & a lil bit of rock n roll ,  and moved to rose hollow when she was just five bc her papa got a work transfer / promotion.

she’s all about having fun 24/7 and living her best life.  self proclaimed prank war champion, never turns down a party, and is just all around your classic provocative girl.  pretty laid back, always playful, and hella flirty ( she hits on everyone swear it ).  however she’s also momma hen…ish ??  like she uses cutesy pet names ( hunny, sweetie, darlin’, etc ) and she wants to make sure everyone else is also living their best life but not like getting too out of control ok.

growing up with an older brother, and a younger sister… she kinda suffered with middle child syndrome, which resulted in her being an absolute  s h i t h e a d  as a teenager.  she’d sneak out in the middle of the night with the boys her parents warned her about, smoke in the girls’ washrooms at school, used fake ids to purchase booze and get into bars/clubs, acted as though every one outside of her clique of friends was beneath her… girl was a savage.  classic defiant party girl is the very essence of her childhood.

during her adolescent years, though, she had a lot of curiosities pertaining to her sexuality that she didn’t DARE speak of to her parents bc she thought she knew how they felt at the time...... ( which turned out to be a big misunderstanding on her part but hhhennyways ) she ended up crushing hard on marilyn, a girl who was basically the complete opposite to shanley’s way of life and someone she notoriously bullied out of entertainment but also out of confusion from her own Feelings. after being stuck as chem lab partners, sparks flew and they were cute as all hecK until shan kept it all under lock and key away from prying eyes without really considering how marilyn would feel abt that. it ended badly bc shanley couldn’t commit and losing that solid connection is probably one of her biggest regrets, if not The biggest.

sO UH basically her wild child lifestyle carried over into adulthood but much tamer now and slightly more responsible ( ??? maybe ).  i mean, she’s serious about her job bc she loves it and couldn’t imagine doing anything else with her life.  her dad taught her almost everything she knows about cars, has been interested in the mechanics since she was just a little girl, and it’s what she studied in college. she’s also hella into motocross and has been riding bikes since she was a kid. her dad entered her into several competitions before she was welcomed into the big leagues as a fresh, young adult, and she’s been tearing through the tracks in multiple states ever since.

however, her recklessly spontaneous ventures took an unexpected ( and unwanted ) turn.  now, shan isn’t one to tie herself down, obviously, so she’s familiar with the no strings attached rule.  after graduating from high school to go off to their respective colleges, shanley and her ex beau spent one last night together before parting to go their separate ways, deciding that the distance would be too much for either of them to handle, which resulted in an unplanned pregnancy.  it took a couple weeks of feeling ill before shanley made a doctors appointment and found out she was seven weeks pregnant.  despite how devastated and shocked she felt, she honestly wasn’t completely certain what she wanted to do; she was conflicted.  

during her second trimester, unfortunately, she had a miscarriage.  her doctor explained it was a result of an incompetent cervix, which basically meant she wasn’t able to hold the pregnancy.  this entire ordeal occurred almost fifteen years ago, and she’s kept it secret.  to this day, nobody knows that she was even pregnant, let alone the fact that she had a miscarriage, and she plans to keep it that way.

a few rando wanted connections i’d love to have for her:  a handful of past and/or current one night stands / flings / fwb ( guys and gals pls ! ), maybe someone she rubs the wrong way and she knows it so she’s a dick abt it and just… doesn’t care if they don’t want her around or vice versa aka someone that rubs her the wrong way etc.

i’m also super down for whatever, if you have any wcs that you could see my honey bae filling !! brainstorming is cool too just pls plot with me xoxxo

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All the pretty girls in the world But I’m in this space with you

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“maybe i’m too young to keep good love from going wrong but tonight you’re on my mind so you never know”