gloomysummers

[gloomysummers]

rachel watched with a heavy heart as scotty's frustration boiled over, his body language screaming defeat. she had been by his side through every grueling session, pushing him to his limits in the hopes of helping him recover from his injury. but now, as she saw the toll it was taking on him, her heart ached with a sense of helplessness. "hey, scotty," rachel said gently, approaching him with cautious steps. she knew she needed to tread carefully, to offer support without overwhelming him further. "it's okay to feel frustrated. this is a tough road, and it's natural to have doubts." she reached out to place a comforting hand on his shoulder, her touch light and reassuring. "but listen to me," she continued, her voice firm but gentle. "you've come so far already. i've seen the progress you've made, the determination you've shown. and yeah, maybe today didn't go as planned, but that doesn't mean it's the end." rachel took a deep breath, her gaze locking with scotty's, searching for any flicker of hope amidst the darkness of his despair. "you're not alone in this, scotty. we're in this together, every step of the way. and i believe in you. you've got the strength to overcome this setback, to prove everyone wrong." she paused, letting her words sink in, hoping to offer him even a sliver of the unwavering faith she held in him. "so take a moment to catch your breath, to regroup. and then let's tackle this together, one step at a time. you're stronger than you think, scotty. i know you can do it."

"i can't do it." scotty said, sweat pouring off of his face as he finally took a seat. he was extremely defeated after tearing his acl again, everyone on the team as well as commentators was saying that this was career ending, that he would never be able to bounce back and finally he was starting to listen to them. he cleaned his face off as he leaned his head back against the wall, frustrated with not only the situation but himself as well. "you've helped me a lot and i really appreciate it but shit, is this even worth it?" he said with a defeated scoff. "we've done these exercises all day and i still can't get them right. fuck!" he felt his fist slam into the wall as he tried to cool himself down. she didn't need to see him like this, especially when she was just trying to help.

// @gloomysummers

#heroexxs #♡ ⁄ rachel cohen ミ interactions.

[gloomysummers]

dylan couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt as sarah mentioned staying in for the night. he knew how much she craved moments of normalcy, away from the relentless scrutiny of the public eye. yet, he also felt the weight of expectations pressing down on him, the constant pressure to maintain his image as a professional athlete. he mustered a smile, trying to convey reassurance despite the turmoil churning within him. "staying in sounds perfect, actually," he replied, stepping closer to where sarah stood at the counter. "i could use a quiet night." but even as he spoke the words, dylan couldn't shake the nagging voice in the back of his mind, reminding him of all the times he'd been told to be mindful of his actions, to always be conscious of the spotlight glaring down on him. the thought of indulging in a private evening with sarah, away from prying eyes, filled him with a sense of longing tinged with apprehension. he reached out to gently grasp sarah's hand, his touch a silent reassurance of his commitment to their relationship amidst the chaos surrounding them. "i'd love that," he murmured, his gaze meeting hers with a mixture of affection and uncertainty. "let's stay in tonight. just the two of us." and for a fleeting moment, he allowed himself to believe that maybe, just maybe, they could carve out their own little oasis of normalcy in the midst of the storm.

it was still such a huge whirlwind that sarah swore that she would get used to. there were cameras in her face almost at all times whether she was alone or if they were out doing something together. she had no idea who they were let alone that they played a professional sport and the more serious they got the more her life got turned upside down. at the end of the day she knew it was about them more than anything and had to keep reminding herself that even with everyone putting them on this pedestal. "how about we stay in tonight?" sarah said with a small shrug of her shoulders as she leaned against her counter. "i could cook something, or order something up, pinky promise i won't tell your trainer." she teased as she gave them a small smile. "what do you say? or do you really want to go out tonight?"

// @gloomysummers

#heroexxs #♡ ⁄ dylan cohen ミ interactions.

[gloomysummers]

jade's heart fluttered at dani's playful teasing, but beneath the facade of casual banter, a knot of anxiety tightened in her chest. their secret rendezvous, hidden away from prying eyes, felt like a fragile bubble on the verge of bursting. "yeah, we do," jade replied with a forced chuckle, her fingers tightening around the cold beer can dani handed her. she took a sip, the bitterness of the drink failing to drown out the bitter taste of apprehension that lingered on her tongue. as dani confessed to missing her, jade's stomach twisted with conflicting emotions. she wanted nothing more than to lean into dani's warmth, to lose herself in the comfort of their shared intimacy. but the reality of their situation loomed ominously over her, casting a shadow of doubt and fear. "i've missed you too," jade admitted softly, her voice barely above a whisper. but her words hung heavy in the air, burdened by the weight of their clandestine affair. the thought of sneaking into dani's room, of tiptoeing through the night like thieves in the dark, sent a shiver down her spine. she took another sip of her beer, the liquid burning a bitter trail down her throat. "i don't know, dani," she murmured, her gaze flickering to the locked door separating them from the outside world. "it's risky… what if someone sees us? what if—" her words trailed off, swallowed by the suffocating grip of uncertainty. deep down, jade yearned for the simplicity of an ordinary relationship, free from the constraints of secrecy and shame. but as dani extended the invitation to stay over, jade's heart ached with the knowledge that their love would forever remain confined to the shadows, forever tainted by the fear of being discovered.

"we really gotta stop meeting like this." dani teased as she smuggled a couple of beers out from under her jacket and handed one over to them. their schools were bitter rivals in just about anything that they did, and their teams were no exception. the minute they started playing all feelings were off of the table, but behind closed doors was a far different story. she knew if they were seen together it would be the talk of both schools, and that was the last thing that she wanted. she could hear the music blasting through the house as the two of them sat in the bathroom with the door locked just so they could have a moment alone with one another. "i've been missing you like crazy." dani admitted with a chuckle as she opened her beer and took a long sip. "and i was thinking, since my roommate's gone for the weekend, want to stay over? i think i can sneak you in and out."

// @gloomysummers

#heroexxs #♡ ⁄ jade mickelson ミ interactions.

[gloomysummers]

as brock enveloped her in his embrace, a surge of conflicting emotions swept through renee. his unexpected presence, while undeniably heartwarming, also stirred up a storm of uncertainty within her." she couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt gnawing at her insides. how could she revel in his spontaneous visit when she knew deep down that their time together would always be fleeting, overshadowed by the demands of their respective careers? "i… i don't know what to say," renée managed, her voice small against the backdrop of the bustling arena. she returned his grin with a forced smile, trying to mask the turmoil raging beneath the surface. "it's great to see you, brock." but as he teased about not being able to top his surprise, her heart clenched. she longed to believe in the fantasy of a carefree weekend spent wrapped in each other's company, but reality loomed ominously overhead. the reminder of their limited time together, dictated by schedules and obligations beyond their control, cast a shadow over her excitement. "oh," she murmured, her smile faltering. "that sounds… amazing." yet, even as she spoke the words, a heavy weight settled in her chest. how could she allow herself to fully embrace this fleeting moment when she knew it would only leave her longing for more once it was gone? renee forced herself to push aside her doubts, clinging to the brief respite that brock's presence offered. but deep down, she couldn't shake the nagging fear that their love was destined to remain forever tethered to the constraints of time and circumstance. ''how did you get here so fast?''

"surprise." brock said with a grin as he scooped them up into his arms for a tight hug. usually with both of their conflicting schedules, the two of them didn't have too much time to see one another play, let alone be together as much as they wanted to. it was a spur-of-the-moment decision to fly all the way from his away game to theirs to see them play, but he would do it in a heartbeat. "i gotta say i don't think i can top this." he teased with a wink. "oh, i definitely can. i'm staying here the whole weekend." it was all he could get from his coach given the time of the season he was in, but he could take all that he could get, as long as they got to spend some time together.

// @gloomysummers

#heroexxs

[gloomysummers]

as kalen spoke, a knot twisted in dayley's stomach, a mix of guilt and fear clawing at her insides. she wanted to believe kalen, to trust that this wasn't just another fleeting moment for them both. but her past whispered warnings, reminding her of every time she'd let someone in, only to slam the door shut when things got too real. "i know," dayley finally managed, her voice strained, her gaze fixed on some distant point in the room. "but here we are, right? breaking all our own rules." her words trailed off, heavy with the weight of uncertainty. she wished she could articulate the chaos in her mind, the conflict between the longing for connection and the instinct to flee. she swallowed hard, the silence stretching between them like an unspoken accusation. "i didn't plan for this," she admitted softly, almost to herself. "i never do. but damn it, kalen, there's something about you…" her voice faltered, the admission hanging in the air, raw and vulnerable. her fingers fidgeted with the edge of her sleeve, a nervous tic betraying the turmoil within. "i'm not good at this," she confessed, her tone laced with self-doubt. "but maybe… maybe we could figure it out together?" it was a plea wrapped in uncertainty, a fragile lifeline cast into the unknown.

" nothing -- I trust you, " but i don't do relationships ? normally ditch at the first sight of feelings ? how could he explain what was bouncing around in his brain. the guy who was allergic to commitment let himself get. a little bit too close and now he was backed into a corner he didn't know how to get out of. " I don't normally do this. "

#scbrvght #♡ ⁄ dayley wood ミ interactions.

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isabella's heart sank at jada's words, a pang of hurt echoing through her chest. she had hoped that their bond would weather any storm, but now it seemed like nothing more than a fragile illusion. "why wouldn't i care about you?" isabella replied, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes pleading for understanding. "you mean everything to me, jada." but jada's laughter cut through her like a knife, a cruel reminder of the distance that had grown between them. isabella's chest tightened with each word, the pain of rejection searing through her veins. "i just want to help," she murmured, her voice trembling with emotion. "i know things haven't been easy between us, but i can't just stand by and watch you hurt yourself."

“  why  would  you  care  about  me  ?  ”  string  of  laughter  parts  pillowy  brims  as  cherub’s  features  falter  .  “  it  shouldn’t  matter  to  you  what  i  do  .  ”  jada  speaks  .  she’s  still  clearly  upset  about  what  had  happened  between  them  .  “  just  let  me  do  my  own  thing  ,  okay  ?  stay  out  of  my  way  .  ”

#marisola #♡ ⁄ isabella cabrera ミ interactions.

[gloomysummers]

rachel's heart clenched at marc's words, each syllable a painful reminder of the love they had once shared. she wanted to believe him, to cling to the hope that their bond had been strong enough to withstand the trials they faced. but the wounds of their past ran too deep, leaving her with nothing but scars and shattered dreams. "i know you loved me," she whispered, her voice barely above a breath. "but love isn't always enough." her gaze flickered away from his, unable to bear the intensity of his stare. she could feel the weight of his words pressing down on her, a suffocating reminder of what they had lost. "i could never hate you either," she admitted, her voice tinged with sadness. "but that doesn't change the fact that we're not anything anymore. and maybe… maybe it's better that way."

“  maybe  .  .  .  but  i  don’t  feel  that  way  about  us  .  ”  hues  lock  with  hers  as  he  spoke  ,  “  sure  ,  we  were  at  each  other’s  neck  most  of  the  time  .  .  .  but  i  still  loved  you  regardless  .  ”  how  was  he  meant  to  ever  hate  her  ?  especially  when  .  .  .  he  loved  her  so  deeply  .  even  now  after  all  this  time  marc  still  did  .  “  i  could  never  hate  you  .  even  after  everything  that  happened  .  .  .  or  even  now  that  we’re  not  anything  .  i  mean  it  when  i  say  that  i  could  never  .  ”

#marisola #♡ ⁄ rachel cohen ミ interactions.

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madison's breath caught in her throat as nathan's words washed over her, stirring up emotions she had thought long buried. she could feel the ache in his voice, the regret woven into every syllable, and it only served to deepen the wounds that had never truly healed. "why now?" she echoed softly, her voice tinged with a mixture of sorrow and frustration. "why bring this up when it's too late?" her gaze met his, and for a fleeting moment, she saw the flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. but it was quickly masked by confusion, leaving madison to wonder if he truly understood the pain he had caused. "you thought i wanted things to be this way?" she asked, her voice trembling with emotion. "nathan, you have no idea how much i wished for us to still be together. but you made that choice for both of us when you walked away." the weight of her words hung heavy in the air between them, a silent reminder of the love they had lost and the scars that remained.

“  i  do  know  yeah  ,  ”  heart  ached  in  his  chest  ,  memories  of  what  they  used  to  be  clawing  at  hid  heart  ,  making  him  remember  what  they  had  lost  .  he  misses  her  still  ,  even  after  everything  .  “  i  do  because  it  was  hard  for  me  to  let  you  go  as  well  ,  ”  nathan  knows  he  hadn’t  made  it  seem  that  way  ,  distracting  himself  the  second  he  got  the  chance  with  someone  else  .  .  .  all  because  he  couldn’t  face  the  pain  that  losing  her  had  caused  him  .  “  why  are  you  bringing  this  up  now  ?  ”  soft  query  rolls  off  his  tongue  as  hues  find  hers  ,  features  faltering  in  confusion  ,  “  i  thought  you  wanted  things  to  be  this  way  .  .  .  if  it  were  up  to  me  we’d  still  be  together  .  ”

#marisola #♡ ⁄ madison fitzgerald ミ interactions.

[gloomysummers]

"it's been… a while. i've lost track, honestly." dylan's voice cracked, betraying the weariness he felt deep in his bones. "but it doesn't matter. sleep feels like a distant memory now, something i used to know but can't seem to reach anymore." he rubbed his tired eyes, the weight of exhaustion heavy on his shoulders. "i don't even remember what it's like to wake up feeling rested. it's all just one endless cycle of restlessness and fatigue." dylan's fingers clenched and unclenched, the restless motion betraying the turmoil within. he ran a hand through his unkempt hair, strands sticking to his forehead with sweat despite the chill in the air. each movement felt heavy, as if he were wading through molasses, the weight of fatigue dragging him down. as he spoke, his gaze drifted to the window, where the first faint light of dawn filtered through the curtains. he couldn't remember the last time he had seen the sunrise without it being a cruel reminder of another sleepless night wasted. his shoulders sagged, the exhaustion etched into every line of his face. dark circles hung like shadows beneath his eyes, evidence of the relentless battle he fought each night. and yet, despite it all, there was a stubborn determination in his gaze, a refusal to surrender to the relentless grip of sleep deprivation.

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                            "   how   long   has   it   been   since   you've   slept   ?   " @gloomysummers

#glcwbitch #♡ ⁄ dylan cohen ミ interactions.

[gloomysummers]

dayley's trembling fingers traced the words on the old, crumpled note, her heart heavy with the weight of memories. she clenched her jaw, fighting against the surge of emotions threatening to overwhelm her. with a shaky breath, she lifted her gaze, locking eyes with felix across the dimly lit room. her chest tightened as she remembered the first time they met, the way his smile had ignited a spark of hope within her. but now, that spark felt like a distant memory, lost amidst the ruins of their shattered connection. unable to bear the weight of her sorrow any longer, dayley reached out, her hand trembling as she brushed against felix's cheek, searching desperately for some semblance of the love they once shared. but all she found was emptiness, a void where their bond used to reside. tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill over as she whispered, "neither did i. yet here we are…" her voice trailed off, choked with emotion, as she struggled to find the words to convey the depth of her anguish. in that moment, dayley realized that no matter how hard she tried to hold on, some things were simply beyond her control. and as she stood there, grappling with the pain of their fractured relationship, she couldn't help but wonder if they would ever find their way back to each other again.

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                            "   the   first   time   i   met   you   ,   i   had   no   idea   you'd   mean   this   much   .   " @gloomysummers

#glcwbitch #♡ ⁄ dayley wood ミ interactions.

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he felt a pang in his chest at his words, the weight of his omission heavy in the air. how could he dance around the truth so effortlessly? every syllable he left unspoken was like a dagger to his heart, a reminder of the chasm between them that he could never bridge. "it's not about whether anyone's around," he murmured, his voice barely audible, each word laced with the ache of longing. "it's about what it means to me… to us." he swallowed hard, willing himself to continue despite the turmoil raging within him. "i'm not complaining either," he forced himself to say, though every fiber of his being screamed in protest. "but pretending… it's like living in a lie. and i can't keep pretending, not when it feels like i'm suffocating every time i do." he paused, his chest tight with unspoken emotion. the silence stretched between them, heavy and suffocating, as if daring him to bare his soul completely. "we can't keep up the act," he finally confessed, his voice trembling with raw vulnerability. "not when every moment feels like a betrayal of what i truly feel… of what i long for." he could feel his gaze on him, searching for a response that he wasn't sure he could give. but he refused to back down, refused to let his heartache go unacknowledged any longer. "i like being with you too," he admitted softly, his voice barely more than a whisper. "but not like this… not when it's built on a foundation of lies."

open to : any gender, 25+ ! no t*boo. assume connections.

plot : run of the mill fake dating plot !

      " i mean — i like being here .. " with you, the words dallas chooses to omit. " i'm not complaining ! it's just ——— we just don't have to keep up the act ? it's not like anyone's around us. "

#spoiliage

[gloomysummers]

she couldn't help the frustration that simmered beneath her skin, his nonchalance cutting through her like a knife. how could he be so oblivious to the gravity of their situation? they had been through this countless times before, yes, but that didn't make it any less dangerous. if anything, it only heightened the stakes. "it's not about how many times we've done it," she snapped, her voice tinged with exasperation. "it's about the fact that every time feels like the first time. the risks don't diminish just because we've managed to slip by before. if anything, they're greater now, and you know it." she could feel the weight of his gaze boring into her, his eyes searching for any sign of weakness. but she refused to back down, refused to let him dismiss her concerns so easily. they were playing with fire, and she refused to let him forget it. "just because we've been lucky in the past doesn't mean we always will be," she continued, her tone growing sharper with each word. "one slip-up, one mistake, and it could all come crashing down around us. are you willing to risk everything for the sake of your arrogance?"

open to : any gender, 21+ ! no t*boo. assume connections.

plot : aden is the sound engineer for a crew of urban explorers/documentarians. they're about to head off to a new location. this can go in any direction — slashers, cryptids, other paranormal entities, let's go wild !

      " i just don't understand why you're nervous ! i mean, c'mon ... we've done this for what ? years ? 'n now you're gettin' the jitters ? "

#spoiliage

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his heart pounded erratically as her words pierced through the haze of his thoughts. she loomed before him, a shadowy figure against the stark concrete pillar, her warning ringing in his ears like a dire prophecy. he couldn't help but feel the weight of her words pressing down on him, suffocating him with the gravity of his situation. "they'll kill me?," he whispered hoarsely, his voice barely audible even to his own ears. each syllable felt like a heavy stone dragging him further into the abyss of despair. she was right, of course. he had known the risks when he ventured into this unfamiliar territory, but hearing it spoken aloud made it all too real. he couldn't afford to show weakness, not now. but the fear clawed at his insides, threatening to consume him whole. how had he been so foolish to think he could infiltrate this compound undetected? how had he let his desperation blind him to the dangers that lurked in the shadows? he forced himself to meet her gaze, the desperation and fear reflected in her eyes mirroring his own turmoil. she was trying to warn him, trying to save him from the inevitable fate that awaited him if he stayed. but it was too late for that now. he had made his choice, and he would have to live—or die—with the consequences. "i know," he replied, his voice stronger this time, though it trembled with unspoken fear. "but i can't turn back now. not when so much is at stake." his jaw clenched with determination, a silent vow to see this through to the bitter end, no matter the cost.

open to : any gender, 25+ ! no t*boo. assume connections.

plot : riona is a nurse for an apocalyptic/doomsday prepper community, depending on which verse you'd like to go with. your muse is an outsider who stumbled upon their land.

      " they'll kill you. " her presence was abrupt, standing behind a concrete pillar standing upon the outskirts of the compound. " if they find you, they'll kill you. they're not fond of outsiders. "

#spoiliage

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andrew's heart clenched as nesta stumbled through the door, her words slurred and her demeanor a stark contrast to her usual stoic facade. he watched helplessly as she barged into the living room, her anger palpable in the air. his own frustration simmered beneath the surface, a tangled mess of emotions he struggled to contain. how could she accuse him of such a thing? didn't she understand that his feelings for her ran deeper than mere comparisons? but even as the questions swirled in his mind, he knew that now wasn't the time for explanations or excuses. nesta was hurting, and he couldn't ignore the pain etched into every line of her face. with a heavy sigh, he approached her cautiously, his voice gentle yet tinged with sorrow. "nesta, it's not like that," he murmured, his words a feeble attempt to bridge the gap between them. "you know it's not about liking one more than the other." but his reassurances seemed to fall on deaf ears as nesta's anger flared anew, her accusations cutting deeper than any physical wound. he wanted to reach out, to pull her into his arms and erase the hurt etched into her features. but he knew that some wounds ran too deep to heal with mere words. so instead, he stood there, watching helplessly as nesta's anger consumed her, knowing that no matter how much he wished otherwise, there were some battles he simply couldn't win.

closed starter for @gloomysummers. based.

it wasn't out of character for nesta to show up drunk; it was out of character for nesta to show up drunk and talkative. as soon as the door was open, nesta was shoving her way inside to the familiar living room, the anger practically rolling off of them in waves, "don't you like me as much as her?"

#littlcfreaks #♡ ⁄ andrew gibson ミ interactions.

[gloomysummers]

hypothetically who wants a very angsty liner

#indie rp #indie bi rp

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hypothetically who wants a very angsty liner

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consider this a reverse starter call mayhaps ♡

#indie rp #indie bi rp #dont @ me if this flops k