@cvtalinas

cvtalinas‌:

‘ well i’m holding you to that , han bun , i know you’re always busy at these ragers , but i hope you can spare a couple minutes AND a dance for me. ’ she blushes, the red across her face paints a nostalgic tapestry across her cheeks. she tries to brush it off, but there was something golden about his presence around her, no matter how shattered her heart felt, he could easily piece it back together. catalina’s deep browns flicker towards the door of her impending class, despite not being a stranger to ditching class – her mind hesitates for a second, wondering if spending this much time alone with someone that she was still clearly in love with was a good idea ? but alas, catalina leads with her heart and not her mind, her hand reaches for his as they are tucked into his pockets as she begins pulling him away from the group. ‘ i have just the place that we can catch up !  ’ she beams, and for a moment, just one minuscule moment, if was as if nothing had changed . catalina and hanler playing by their own rules and letting everyone else fade into the background. 

“i always have time for you.” his heart pounds inside the cage of his chest and his fingers only tousle his mess of curls even further, but the cheeky grin that spreads across his lips is no less charming. in fact, it’s almost casual, despite the not so casual slip of the tongue. “besides, it wouldn’t be a marques party if i didn’t say fuck it and did whatever i wanted, right?” she smiles up at him. no. she’s beaming. she’s glowing. it’s always been his favourite smile of hers. it’s cat in all her glory but more; like she’s been dialled up to eleven, like she’s been plugged in and lit up, like she’s been stuffed with sunshine. it’s his smile. her hand grasps his and he lets her; greedy for anything he can get. it’s instinct, the way his fingers find the spaces between hers, the way his warm palm presses flush against hers. she pulls him down the hall and he follows, more then willing. he spreads his free arm wide and laughs. “take me away, kit cat. i’m all yours.”

@skvlars

@psoungs & @ffsdxclan

╰  ❥  𝕚𝕞𝕤𝕘  :  skylar  ╱ hanler

skylar: but where's the thrill in that?

skylar: hmm is there s/t you haven't told me han?

skylar: did you meet a boy ???

skylar: absolutely not !

skylar: hanny you know im always right

hanler: it's stealing with an audience

hanler: you fool

hanler: everyone knows declan is the only one for me

hanler: that's the last hanny you'll ever use

hanler: when i win i'm banning it

TEXT ╱ RUM HAM🍖

XAVIER: for you only 😍😍

XAVIER: oh that's cool. why was he in germany? just for fun?

HANLER: you're comin for my heart

HANLER: i'm blushin dude

HANLER: nah he was there schmoozing some of my dad's overseas partners and sellin his soul or something

╰  ❥  𝕚𝕞𝕤𝕘  :  skylar  ╱ hanler

skylar: why buy when you could steal?

skylar: tbh same ! i'd rather just ... ditch commitment

skylar: nope ! im gonna win

skylar: you're about to be dethroned hanny

hanler: we're filthy rich. we don't steal. we commandeer

hanler: ditch don't commit. unless some handsome dimpled adonis pops the fuck off and says he wants to be exclusive and shit

hanler: no

hanler: take that hanny the fuck back

hanler: you're wrong

hanler: fake news

╰  ❥  𝕚𝕞𝕤𝕘  :  skylar  ╱ hanler

skylar: ik !

skylar: duh ! that's why cat's perfect

skylar: i mean ... why not !

skylar: you're next gf then ?

skylar: im already ready !

skylar: i was born ready !

hanler: maybe when i buy a yacht

hanler: ha! the gf thing is not dope. not rad. not for me

hanler: yeah ready to lose

hanler: i'm the dare king babe

TEXT ╱ RUM HAM🍖

XAVIER: someone is ALWAYS pressed.

XAVIER: wow, i think i'm in love.

XAVIER: you got it man.

HANLER: truth. when we in the room someone's always raging

HANLER: you got them heart eyes 😍

HANLER: cool cool cool

HANLER: and my bro brought back a shit ton of beer from germany yesterday so we're stocked

rxseclara‌:

          brows furrow as he clarified  whom  rosaria favored more  ,  her eyes squinting slightly as she feigns thought .  “  that’s  definitely  debatable .  ”  she notes  ,  brunette tresses swaying as she tilts her head to the side ,  “  but whatever helps you sleep at night  ,  han .  ”  she winks before allowing a soft giggle to escape her lips  ,  tapping the bottle with her churro before stuffing what remained of it into her mouth as he took a swig of the alcohol  .  she grabbed the bottle from him  ,  swallowing harshly as his fingers grazed against her thigh  .  at some point over the years she had stopped wishing that she  didn’t  like him and began accepting it for what it was  ,  a hopeless crush that would amount to  nothing  .  after all  ,  she wouldn’t do  anything  that could potentially ruin their friendship  .  she brought the bottle to her lips  ,  taking a giant gulp  ,  cringing as the liquid slid down her throat before taking another  .  “  you caught me .  ”  she shrugged playfully  ,  resting the bottle onto the floor between them  ,  “  you see ,  what i  wanted  to do was get you  extremely  fucked up so that i could draw dicks on your face when you pass out and post it  all  over social media .  ”

“rookie mistake,” he grins, making a sympathetic noise. “i can out drink almost anyone.” he sprawls out on the floor again, this time, patting the space next to him for clara to join. his arm folds behind his head and he eyes the wooden ceiling. there’s a stillness to him that’s a true rarity. he’s such a big personality - always commanding attention, always kicking up noise, always filling up every room he stumbles into - rosaria always insisted his body was barely enough to contain it all. moments like this, though he’s not entirely still and never completely quiet, are rare enough that only a select few are privy to them. clara has been a fixture in his life long enough that she’s seen almost all of his faces. he flashes her a lazy smile before draping his arm across his eyes. “and even if you did draw a dick on my face, i’d rock the fuck out of it. i’m very charming.”

╰  ❥  𝕚𝕞𝕤𝕘  :  skylar  ╱ hanler

skylar: name her after your favorite ex ;)

skylar: now you're speaking my language

skylar: we're gonna shake on it

skylar: she gives zero fucks

skylar: oh ... a given !

hanler: you cute sky

hanler: but nah. i only have one ex anyways

hanler: how about giselle?

hanler: ego is my kinda girl

hanler: be ready in five

cvtalinas‌:

she had to physically restrain herself from spilling out the four words that her body ached to let go. i still love you. it’s true and her heart pains to know that it would always remain true. she can see the memories right in front of her, flickering in and out of her train of thought. running her fingers lazily through his curls or finding just about any excuse to prolong any opportunity that her skin could connect with his. there was something about his aura that was almost euphoric & despite the bubbling and accumulating pit of heart break that has settled in the back of her throat, she still craved his company, to hear his voice and be infected by that trademark marques smile. ‘ yeah . . i guess with senior year bein’ so crazy we never got a chance to . . catch up ?  ’ she begins, almost stuttering infront of him. it was seldom seen that catalina would be lost for words, that she would lose her charming confidence and sultry smile but the male in front of her managed to weaken her at every inch – in the best way possible. ‘ no one misses rosaria more than me ! if you throw a party , i promise . . i’ll stop by – i can’t stay away from her … . or you for too long. ’

it was moments like these that hanler was reminded with staggering clarity, that he did indeed still have a heart. a beating, bleeding heart. it was right there, living inside his ribcage no matter how hard he tried to deny it. it flared to life, burning desperately inside his chest. alive. almost painfully so. she always had that effect on him, even now. he stowed her words away, letting her spoken promise warm his skin. he tipped his chin in a nod, a genuine smile blossoming in his full mouth. “good.” that traitorous heart drummed rhythmically inside his chest. “i’m holding you to that, kit cat. dec and i are already workin on another rager. i’ll save you a dance.” he was in no place to be dolling out promises of his own and yet here he was, doing it anyways. he never claimed to be smart. not when catalina was involved. he stuffed a hand inside the pocket of his jeans and lifted his broad shoulders in a shrug. “i don’t have anywhere to be now.” he grinned despite the lie. a physics lab was looming just on the other side of the shrill school bell, followed by a history lecture but he paid neither a lick of attention. “let’s catch up. you and me.”

Oh, wait! Stop! Stop! Stop!

TEXT ╱ RUM HAM🍖

XAVIER: who's this 'they' and why are they diSRESPECTIN ME

XAVIER: okay cool. what toppings do you want? i'm more a mushroom and olive guy myself

XAVIER: but i am in the pizza topping minority.

HANLER: fuck if i know but someone somewhere has gotta be pressed

HANLER: facts? i love shrooms on my pizza

HANLER: throw on some bacon, sausage and extra cheese and we good

╰  ❥  𝕚𝕞𝕤𝕘  :  skylar  ╱ hanler

skylar: fucK yes !

skylar: summer is almost here !!!!

skylar: have you named it yet ?

skylar: margs too ??

skylar: loser pays ?

skylar: nah ! she's lame !

skylar: ego is cooler

skylar: you're the bestest ?

hanler: i'm working on it. she needs a dope ass name. something sexy

hanler: fuck yeah you can't have mexican without em

hanler: you're on

hanler: ego really is that bitch

hanler: we better then the rest !

╰  ❥  𝕚𝕞𝕤𝕘  :  skylar  ╱ hanler

skylar: i've been ready

skylar: you're driving right ?

skylar: she is, not for you

skylar: & i got yours

hanler: i'm busting out the bike for this

hanler: after i smash this dare we're getting mexican

hanler: i'm sure she has a gReAt personality

hanler: 😎 you the best