↪ closed for my cinnabun @c4ndycoated <3

sports were never really her thing -- the only reason you can find her at any game was to gather the players attention. nothing she adored more than a hot guy in jerseys no matter the sport. current fixation was on their very own school's hockey player, no it wasn't hudson girard -- it was rhys atkins. game was ending, nudging her best friend, "god -- he's so fucking hot! the things i would let him do to me are unholy."

⋆   closed  starter  for  @c4ndycoated   ›   based

          palm  of  michel's  hands  dig  into  his  eyes  to  keep  the  incoming  migraine  at  bay  as  he  tries  to  think  up  a  way  to  make  their  current  situation  more  bearable.  the  petty  drama  between  the  couple  has  escalated  profusely  over  the  past  couple  of  years  and  its  made  their  job  much  more  stressful  than  before.     “     are  you  finished,  sweetheart?  had  enough  for  the  night  or  is  the  childish  pestering  going  to  continue?     ”

◝ ' closed for @c4ndycoated .

                   ❝    sometimes    i    think    i'd    be    better    off   ,    if    i    just    keep    my    fucking    mouth    shut   .    ❞

"it's not that i'm bored, it's just that... yeah, okay. i still have a month to go before training and i'm losing my fucking mind." / @c4ndycoated

closed starter for @c4ndycoated ft. landon & utp

landon had never met anyone like them before, which made him even more sure that they were the one and there wasn't anyone else that he'd want to spend the rest of his life with. his parents, siblings, friends, everyone - they thought he was insane to be so sure about someone after such a short time of dating them. his arm snaked around them, smiling playing on his lips as they walked down the side walk and somewhat window shopped. "so, decide what kind of engagement ring you prefer?"

💌closed starter for @c4ndycoated

"i spent so much of my life dreaming about ... what it would be like to be with him" sarah confessed, "but dreams aren't real, and now i want... i want something real" she mused, her hand reached to cup their cheek. "i want ... i want you"

◝  ♡  𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟 .

layla pauses for a moment , staring at the other . " i don't know what you want me to say , you knew what i did before we started dating . "

"  if  you  keep  staring  at  me  like  that ,   i’m  gonna  want  you. " ; closed for @c4ndycoated .

the air hung heavy with the weight of unspoken desires as max stumbled through the door, the effects of the night's alcohol lingering in every unsteady step. the laughter from their earlier revelry still echoed in his ears, but a deafening silence settled between him and his childhood best friend, now turned roommate. one drunken night had changed everything. a line had been crossed, a boundary shattered, and they found themselves entangled in a web of tangled sheets and unspoken feelings. he couldn't shake the internal turmoil that gripped him—the fear of losing the one person who meant more to him than anyone else. as he glanced at her, his heart pounded, the echoes of their shared secret reverberating through his mind. they had fallen into a pattern, a routine of physical intimacy that masked the deeper emotions simmering beneath the surface. he knew it was a way to keep a hold on each other, a desperate attempt to bridge the gap between friendship and something more. but as he lay in bed, watching her silhouette in the dim light, he couldn't escape the ache in his chest. the unspoken words hovered on the tip of his tongue, a confession he dared not utter for fear of shattering the fragile balance they had created. the room was filled with an uneasy tension, the unspoken truth lingering like a storm cloud over their intertwined lives. his heart yearned for more, but the fear of losing her held him back, leaving him drowning in a sea of silent longing. he swallowed hard, a lump forming in his throat. "i know, i know.'' he replied, his words heavy with regret. but what else do we have? i can't lose you," he repeated, the words hanging in the air like a desperate plea. he looked into her eyes, searching for a hint of reassurance, a sign that she felt the same way. ''we can't keep doing this, but i can't risk losing you. absolutely not.'' / @c4ndycoated

"  every  time  you  show  up  here,  shit  hits  the  fan.  "  /  @c4ndycoated  [  2  /  2  ]

↪ closed for @c4ndycoated

"slap me on a penny and call me abraham because we ain't linking!"

⋆   closed  starter  for  @c4ndycoated   ›   based

          “     hey––  sorry  for  just  popping  up  unexpectedly  but  i  locked  my  phone  and  keys  in  my  car  so  i  can’t  get  in  the  house.     ”     soaked  cardigan  clings  to  yasmin’s  body  as  she  shivers  from  both  the  cool  temperature  of  the  rainstorm  and  the  embarrassment  of  showing  up  like  a  stray,  wet  dog  at  their  front  door.     “     would  you  mind  if  i  borrowed  your  phone  to  call  my  dad?     ”

◝ ' closed for @c4ndycoated .

                   ❝    i    wouldn't    marry    me   ,    either   .   .   .    a    pathological    people    pleaser   .    ❞

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐳𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭 ,  but  with  city  elections  looming  she  couldn't  miss  a  chance  to  show  her  face  around  the  cities  top  dollar  " voters " .  "  seriously  ?  is  this  what  we're  doing  now?   resorting  to   high school  antics  ?  "  bitterness  threaded  into  whispered  words.  what  she  didn't  account  for  was  lena  showing  up  ,  with  an  unfamiliar  and  very  unexpected  attractive man  on  her  arm.  she  had  never  been  territorial  with  her  husband  ,  but  —  lena  was  different.  she  was  hers . | @c4ndycoated

“   like   i   give   a   shit   about   you   .   ”

“ you need to learn to take a few risks every once in a while . ” // @c4ndycoated