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*:・゚ 𑣲 clearsnight : a low activity, highly selective writing blog. loved by taylor. twenty one plus only.
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hi <33 long time no see! i miss you all and i really really wanna write again. after some thinking, for my comeback i'm gonna make a exclusively private blog and only follow people who i write with. this is just to make my dash cleaner and not overwhelm myself so quickly. i may switch later on to a public blog, but for now i'm gonna do this until i get back into the swing of things !
unfortunately, for my own sanity i'm gonna wipe everything clean and start fresh. new threads, new muses, the whole thing. i'm so sorry to the partners i've been writing with that wanna continue our things, and i am so down to start fresh with brand new ones if you'd like! it's just sm better for me to start new and not be overwhelmed out of the gate.
with that being said, i understand if this steers you away from writing with me ( unfortunately i've done this sm times, last time i swear ) but if you'd like to write with me on my new blog, please give this a like and when it's all up and running, i'll give you a follow and a random starter or two when i get everything set up !
hi <33 long time no see! i miss you all and i really really wanna write again. after some thinking, for my comeback i'm gonna make a exclusively private blog and only follow people who i write with. this is just to make my dash cleaner and not overwhelm myself so quickly. i may switch later on to a public blog, but for now i'm gonna do this until i get back into the swing of things !
unfortunately, for my own sanity i'm gonna wipe everything clean and start fresh. new threads, new muses, the whole thing. i'm so sorry to the partners i've been writing with that wanna continue our things, and i am so down to start fresh with brand new ones if you'd like! it's just sm better for me to start new and not be overwhelmed out of the gate.
with that being said, i understand if this steers you away from writing with me ( unfortunately i've done this sm times, last time i swear ) but if you'd like to write with me on my new blog, please give this a like and when it's all up and running, i'll give you a follow and a random starter or two when i get everything set up !
hi friends, not rlly sure when i’m gonna come back, haven’t been doing the best lately but ily all 💛
LUKE GRIMES as KAYCE DUTTON YELLOWSTONE Season 1, Episode 1 — “Daybreak”
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been feeling kinda ehh about my writing the past couple days so i’ve just been floating around the dash … will try to do things later!
“ it's a small town ” she replies, tilting her head, “ why, you avoiding me ? ”
was always his downfall, living in a town where it wasn't hard to be found, no matter how hard you tried to stay hidden. " is it really such a shock? " palms rest on the counter as he leans into them, " we ain't exactly on speakin' terms. "
“ would you like me to kill him? “ it’s said with some amusement in his tone, though the way his jaw flexes and eyes harden as soon they move away from her, tell his rage is genuine. wasn’t a stranger to men like the one she was referring to, if anything, he’d sat at tables with them more than once — maybe he was one of them, to some extent. but he would never be the reason for her tears, that much he’d promised himself. “ would that make you feel better? “
wasn't sure why the question made her heart leap, and while it wasn't literal, the protectiveness he possessed still made her thankful that she ran into him of all people during her breakdown. " he's good at runnin' from things. doubt you'd even be able to catch him. " plays along but the statement makes her heartbreak all the more real, gaze looking down at her interlocked fingers and moving digits around, something to focus on rather than the thoughts in her head. " i'm sorry i've unloaded this on you. " brings index up to wipe tear that began to fall down as she looks back up, sweet smile placed against petals, " 'm sure you've got better things to do with your time. "
“ it’s really cold outside, did you know that? “ scoffs, arms raising as she waves towards the door to his place, disbelief clear in her features. “ i wasn’t going to stand in the middle of the night while i tell you to fuck off “ chin rises in defiance, as if she had something to stand on, showing up at her exes door after the clock hit two in the morning. “ so, i guess i could go now “ it’s one step in the right direction and she’s showing just how many shots were downed earlier in the evening, hand landing on the wall to stop herself from falling. “ it’s your fault for letting me in anyway “ mutters under her breath, attempting to catch it before turning to leave again.
couldn't say that the visit was one that he'd assumed would happen, recent events making it clear that anytime the two were around one another, chaos was inevitable to follow suit. " so you just decided . . to show up at my place in the middle of the night, just to tell me to leave you alone? " brows furrow, hand reaching up to rub the back of his neck as a chuckle pushes from his chest, " you see how that's a little confusing? " was a rhetorical question, really, and yet couldn't help but want some sort of clarity on the situation they had. could clearly tell she wasn't sober, and while it'd be best to leave her be, something deep down forced his hand across the threshold, grabbing hold of her wrist to steady her stance, " alright, look. you can hate me all you want. but you don't need to leave like this. " leans a bit closer to her frame, but not too much, air pushing out from nostrils, " you're stayin' here until you've sobered up. then you can go wherever the hell you want. deal? "
GOSSIP GIRL, 1x07 - “Victor/Victoria”
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“ i understood you perfectly the first time, believe me. ” lips press together firmly, trying to ignore the ache in her chest as eyes roll. “ but it's you ! you keep looking at me like that and it's… distracting. ”
" and how am i looking at you? " begins words in a loud tone before quickly shifting quieter, remembrance of where they were, and who could be listening. he knew exactly what she was talking about, a secret that was begging to arise in the light, " it doesn't matter. you are who you are and — i am too. end of story. "
“ except it is. ” tries to hide his jealousy by turning his head away, staring blankly across the room. “ because i know you fucked him. and you did it to hurt me, didn't you ? ”
" you know, maybe i did. " tilts head to the side, clear sign of fire shown on her features : a normal occurrence when placed alongside the male. " just like you fucked her. so don't act all high and mighty when you're the one that started this. "
"no, go have your fun. what do i care?" tone is too saccharine to be genuine, taking a sip of her drink. "it's not like you're on the clock anymore, i can handle myself."
there's a beat of silence before a low chuckle escapes his chest, the same shut down persona coming to the surface that he should be used to by now. " i can tell just how much you don't care — seeing as you're staring a hole through her from across the damn bar. " shrugs shoulders, standing from his seat as he looks down at her, " but since we're not fighting, and i'm not on the clock, don't see why not. "
"yet it always ends up that way, doesn't it?" bruised knuckles brush against her own before clasping their hands together. "would it be better if i said it was for old times sake? the story ends the same way, baby."
glances down at the interlocked fingers, familiar touch she so desperately wants to cling to, even if it was the worst possible idea she could think of. " it sounds real good coming from your mouth, levi . . " drags words out sweetly, inching head up to his features, " but it's not that easy. not anymore. "
"i thought you liked my games?" lashes flutter innocently, "you had so much fun chasing me through the city last night, didn't you?"
she'd always had a habit of keeping male on his toes, and if he was honest, wouldn't waste one more second chasing after her if the paychecks weren't so good. " i think you've got me confused with someone else, iris. " pushes out an aggravated breath, crossing arms over his chest. " am i gonna have to get my running shoes on again, or are you finally gonna listen to me and get in the car? "