whipandchill:
Characters: Charlie and Jenny
Setting: Jenny's room, then the lake. Sunday afternoon.
Rating: SFW (probably? GOD I DON'T EVEN KNOW ANYMORE)
Summary: After waking up in Sera's bed, Charlie goes to talk to Jenny. She's got something special planned, she just hopes it's enough.

( Cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile. )

ojandtostitos:

To: Sera Donnelly-Rousseau [sdonnellyrousseau@bracademy.edu]
From: Tatum Donnelly [tdonnelly@bruniversity.edu]
Subject: K awkward but hear me out..

Not trying to be like gay or anything, but if you are actually dead serious about this moving out with us and getting your shit together, uhm.

Well, bitches love Taylor Swift, okay? Just saying. You just might wanna give that one a try, I dunno. It kind of fits eerily good I think, so don't like cry or anything please jesus fuck. I know you're not really musically inclined, so you might have to do it John Cusack style and hold a boombox outside Quirank.

I dunno, consider it some big sisterly advice cos I guess I am technically qualified to give some occasionally..

NOT THAT I LISTEN TO TAYLOR SWIFT. I'm way harder than that.

sosuccsexy:

Characters: Jenny & Sera [& Max?]
Setting: February 12th, Sunday night in Sera's room in the Quirank dorms.
Content: SFW except for language and general girls in love stuff.
Summary: Sera wants to talk to Jenny after her date with Charlie, and Jenny doesn't really want to talk to her. Except that she really does. Max interrupts! Chaos ensues.

( I'd go back in time and change it but I can't, so if the chain is on your door, I'll understand but this is me swallowing my pride, standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night.  )

voodoochild:

Characters: Ella and Hendrix and all of the passersby
Setting: The commons, Valentine's Day
Rating: SFW
Summary: Ridiculously cute as Hen tries to win back his woman.

Hendrix had been getting the silent treatment and for as much as he felt he deserved it to some extent, he couldn't stand it. So he prepared a retinue of his favorite Beatles songs and readied himself. "You messed it up, you can fix it," he told his reflection after adjusting his tie one last time and stepping out with his guitar. He had her Valentine's Day gift but that wasn't enough and he knew it. He had to prove himself.

He knew that during their lunch hour most people would be out in the commons, making their way to class or sitting down for a little lunch. It was there that he spotted her. It nearly broke his heart to see her but know how upset she was with him. No matter. He would fix it, he had to fix it. He started strumming, tentatively at first. That wouldn't do it, not at all. He started over, this time playing louder and he began singing; something he never did in public. He looked right at her though, doing his best to keep eye contact despite the fact that his face was turning redder and redder as more and more people stopped by to watch the fool on campus with a guitar.