before i fall

P I N K lemonade And does he K I S S you 'til your lips explode? Pink, pink lemonade And does he take you places I can't afford to go? Pink lemonade, you know I Know behind that sugar there's only L I E S

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lilacwiine​:

funnily enough, considering they were married and all, laurel couldn’t recall them ever really having the sexuality talk. in the grand scheme of things it hadn’t seemed like the kind of thing that mattered. she knew george was into women from it coming up in conversation but she’d never thought to offer her own contribution. “you made that up,” she decided, finishing off her wine and leaning forwards to set the glass down. “i don’t really think we’ve talked about it but  — you know, women are great.” she shrugged. “certain women, at least.”

well. that threw a spanner in the works of george trying to ignore how attracte to laurel she was. she wasn’t going to make a move on her, obviously. she held too much power in this situation, but her reminders to herself that laurel would never look at her that way whenever she found herself enjoying the blonde’s company a bit too much were out the window. “yes, certain women..” george responded, still half in thought about the fact that laurel actually liked women. “well, i’ve never been knocked up and then abandoned but I have had some pretty shitty ex-girlfriends, so it’s probably best to err on the side of caution no matter what gender your partner is” she continued, finishing off her win as she did, the room spinning slightly as she turned to point at laurel. “make sure, they’re really nice, and supportive and love you. also that they’re sexy. but the first ones are more important” she said with a nod.

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lilacwiine​:

“i get a roof over my head and you get dinner,” laurel mused, shrugging slightly. she wouldn’t downplay george’s generosity but it was pretty obvious that the other woman wasn’t entirely comfortable as being seen as some sort of hero… despite the fact she was a doctor. she could stop harping on about it for now, at least. “oh, of course. i bet i looked super hot when we first met.” literally, probably. “i mean. i was expecting delilah’s… doner to be my husband one day,” she muttered, nose scrunching slightly. he was no father when he’d left her in the cold. “but before that? it could’ve been a woman.” 

george didnt become a doctor for the thanks, she just always wanted to help people. after years of being helpless, she wanted to never feel that way again. and though there were times when she was stood over a mutilated body, powerless to save them, george had a pretty good track record with trying to help people. at her wife’s next words, she couldn’t stop her eyebrows from raising. “really?” she asked, taking another sip of her wine, keeping eye contact with laurel as she did “i could have sworn you told me you weren’t into women, or was that something I made up.”

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lilacwiine​:

mavis huffed out a breath of laughter, shaking her head. normally she wouldn’t push if she really thought her wife was tired from travelling but in this instance she knew better. she decided she could probably give alex a little longer in bed, though. “alright, after lunch,” she agreed. tipping her head back against the headboard. “is that where we’re setting the bar now? bringing me coffee equals good wife?” she hummed as if it was something that she had to think about. “i guess since it’s the first time in like six months, you get some brownie points.” 

“bringing you coffee definitely equals good wife, i dont know what else to tell you” alex joked, before rolling off her wife and pushing herself into a sitting position with a groan “i cant believe we’re so old now that 9am is a lie in. guess we better start working on our funeral arrangements. you know, pick out a plot” she continued to tease, before reaching for her own cup of coffee she had brought up with mavis’s earlier. 

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lilacwiine​:

the company of beautiful woman? the comment made laurel let out a laugh. she wasn’t sure she looked very beautiful when they first met so that definitely hadn’t been the thing to drive george into helping her. “it’s not blowing smoke up your ass. it’s true. you’ve done what a lot of people wouldn’t,” she insisted, swirling the contents of her glass around and letting her gaze drop to it. she definitely didn’t feel good about causing someone else’s life to be put on pause while she got back onto her feet but she was grateful. “i guess you bagged a wife out of it, one who’s a beautiful woman,” she mused with another little chuckle. 

“guess i just have a bleeding heart” george shrugged, taking another long swig from her glass, polishing it off. “plus, you make dinner sometimes. you know how bad it is when your hello fresh goes off? its so easy to make those and i still dont. see. it’s mutually beneficial” she knew that one day she was going to have to stop playing house with laurel, but as long as the other felt safe and comfortable, george was happy to carry on. “yes, well I have very high standards, of course” she teased, giggling slightly. “bet you were never expecting to have a wife, though”

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lilacwiine​:

“hm…” laurel mused, “you’re probably right. we’ll have to make sure we make it to bed, then.” it always amazed her how casual george was about all of this. she’d taken it in her stride; inviting a stranger to come live in her house with a new born baby. she really did owe her all of the thanks in the world, despite her modesty. “you like the company of a woman approaching thirty with no career aspirations and a baby?” she asked, shaking her head a little in disbelief. she knew eventually she’d have to work out a way to find her footing, get a job and work her life out. piggybacking off of george wouldn’t work forever, even if they were married. that was only a for-now, temporary solution. “you’re like… too good for this world, or something like that.” 

george didn’t really have a good reason for why she had done all this for laurel. well, she wouldn’t have married her if they hadn’t have gotten along, but everything else, she had just jumped head first into. and george was the sort of person to make a spreadsheet of pros and cons on what kind of vacuum to buy. But something had felt right about all of this, and it wasn’t just that she was lonely. snorting softly, the redhead pushed herself up slightly, taking another sip of her wine as she did “i like the company of beautiful women” she said with a shrug, smiling over at the blonde. “stop blowing smoke up my ass”

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lilacwiine​:

“it’s like… 9am,” mavis pointed out, lifting her head to glance over towards the clock on her beside table. by all accounts, it was still fairly early on in the day but she’d never really been able to take a proper ‘lie in’. sticking to a routine helped her during the week and it was also fairly beneficial when it came to keeping up with alex’s schedule. “i’m not suggesting that we go up mount everest, alex. just… you know, a nice stroll.” she wasn’t sure she was making it sound much more appealing but she rolled herself to face the other woman. “or a drive, or something.” 

“i’m jetlagged” alex responded, despite the fact that she had spent the last few days in seattle, which was decidedly in the same timezone as the vineyard. the blonde craned her neck from its position on her wife’s shoulder to look up at her “wow, don’t sound too excited, mav” she said with a smirk before settling back down “i suppose we have to take the fluffball out for a walk. but not right now. after lunch. right now im enjoying lying here after being a good wife and getting you a coffee twenty minutes ago”

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lilacwiine​:

letting loose like this wasn’t something laurel had ever really saw herself doing again after she found out that she was pregnant. her options were bleak — in fact, they were barely options. she’d saw shelters, charity, social services in her future. then george came along and in some weird, out of the blue twist of fate she’d been able to help. laurel really never would be able to express her gratitude at the fact she could even live in a place where winding down with a glass of wine on a friday night was possible. “mhm?” she moved around a little as if to test the couch for herself, nodding in agreement. “i guess i get it. i’m not sure how comfortably the two of us would fit, though. not without waking up with some sort of cramp.” she tipped her head against the back of the couch, gaze flickering towards the hallway for a moment before she looked over at george. “i really have to thank you, you know. i never feel like i say it enough.”

george couldnt help but smile at the other woman. she found herself smiling at laurel a lot these days, and she had to remind herself that for all intents and purposes, laurel was just her roommate. her straight roommate. who had a baby and definitely wasn’t thinking of romantic things in any way. god, maybe she needed to give in and get on one of those dating apps, or finally let her colleague set her up with his sister. “well, maybe if we topped and tailed. but I think even that might lead to bad backs. i’m not as spritely as i used to be” george said, sliding down on the sofa herself, giggling as she did. wow, this wine was definitely having an effect. “its no problem. i like the company”

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lilacwiine​:

a closed starter for @canthelps​ / @consteilaticns​ featuring mavis.

it was one of those weird, rare circumstances where they both had a few days off together and weren’t in a foreign country. mavis had almost forgotten what it was like to be home with her wife without an impending trip hanging over their heads. “we should go on a walk,” she decided, despite the fact she hadn’t even gotten out of bed yet. there was a large fluffy pup at the end of the bed trapping her feet. “or just do something in general.”

over the years, alex had gotten pretty good at being able to sleep anywhere; on planes, in cars, in the middle of the day when she was jetlagged, but as the saying went, there’s no place like home. she was curled up against mavis’s side, still half asleep as she listened to her wife’s breathing and general musings about the morning. “but its the crack of dawn” the blonde mumbled in complaint, burying her face in the duvet as she did. “its my weekend off. I can’t believe you’re suggesting i do something on my weekend off that isn’t go for a swim”

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lilacwiine​:

i like coming home to you and the baby. there had been a time where laurel was worried that the novelty of this all might wear off for george. after all, when helping her out in that fateful day in the alleyway there was no indication that this was where they’d end up months later. still living together and married. this had turned into something far more serious than she’d anticipated and while she’d always planned on trying to sort things out for herself, to move on and be able to leave george to get on with her life, the settled feeling had started to take over. instead of trying to look too deeply into what george could possibly mean by that statement, she just smiled and let the conversation carry on. “well, i suppose after a while just the fact that it’s alcohol is what matters the most, right?” she mused, swirling the contents of her glass around for a moment before taking a little sip. “and, i think that even counts for now. i think a sniff of vodka would probably get me drunk these days. what percentage is this?” she eyed the glass dubiously, more than aware her cheeks had warmed as she’d consumed more of it. “we might end up passed out on the couch tonight, i can totally see it happening.”

sure, this had all been unexpected, but right now george doesn’t think she would have done anything different. yes, it was a little weird to have married the random woman she met on the street and live in her house, but she knew that for both of them it was purely transactional. as a doctor, george had exceptional health insurance, and a new mother and baby needed access to healthcare. it made sense for them to get married if they were going to live together. and george was sure that if she ever did get married again, this would be a fun story to tell her second wife. she was pretty sure that laurel didn’t even like girls- george had been very keen to make sure that laurel knew that even though she was a lesbian, the offer of marriage was purely platonic. although, she couldn’t help but smile at laurel as she checked the percentage of the wine they were drinking....but that was just friendship, right? “honestly, i’ve slept on worse couches. sometimes after a 48 hour shift i don’t quite make it to bed” she explained, taking another sip the wine”

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chcrrysoda​:

open to muses 25+: alix is a careerist and as such her personal life generally consists of dysfunctional affairs.

“i have to be up for work early tomorrow,” she argued, arms crossed defensively as she surveyed their apartment. she wasn’t accustomed to meeting on their turf and the risk of being caught grew exponentially considering they were married and she most definitely was not. “besides, what if they come home early from their trip?” never one to be lulled into a sense of security and ever-untrusting, alix was wary of her current paramours intentions. “won’t your neighbors be suspicious if they figure out that you aren’t here alone?”

indiana’s marriage had been long over, with an unspoken agreement that they would stay together until their youngest was away in college, which just meant another three years trapped here, so she found solice and excitement in stolen moments in the shadows with other women who didn’t want somebody all in. but she could feel herself getting greedy with alix. “so do I, the bakery opens at 7 so I need to be there at 6am” she had employees, but still sometimes drew the short straw to do the opening shift. “i’m not asking you to stay the night, just that I think a bath might be nice” she said pointedly, taking a long sip of wine from her glass. “please, theyre in florida at claire’s parent’s house. they won’t suddenly show up.”

[selena-soto]

RACHEL WEISZ as Summer Hartley in DEFINITELY MAYBE (2008)

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lilacwiine​:

laurel hummed softly, bringing her glass to her lips. now that they were developing a bit of a routine she felt like she was getting the chance to really know george. she’d known her enough to agree to marrying her for the sake of her daughter however everything had happened so fast, it was only now that things were starting to relax and she felt like less of a burden. she’d always owe something to her but it no longer felt like she was intruding on someone else’s life. “that would make sense. you’re probably a lightweight from working so hard and then coming home and having to deal with me and a baby,” she pointed out, sure that such a dramatic change in someone’s life would account for a lack of tolerance. “i used to sneak bottles of wine from my dad’s restaurant when i was a teenager. i’m sure you can imagine the girl with a bottle of cabernet was super popular at parties. i never liked it but it always did the trick, but i could definitely handle it better then than what i do now.”

everybody in her life had been so skeptical about her taking in laurel and delilah, saying that she didn’t know who they were, that they might steal all her belongings and ruin her life. but george didn’t care. she knew that there was no way that the hospital would let laurel take a newborn baby back to live on the streets, and that social services were likely going to get involved. she knew what it was like in the system, had spent her whole life in it, and she couldn’t in good consciousness let this baby that she had delivered in a goddamn alleyway be subjected to it. but in a selfish way, it had been good for george too, to have a life outside of work. since laurel and the baby had moved in, she had actually enjoyed her days off, hadn’t worked insane amounts of overtime. “i like coming home to you and the baby” she said, the truth in her voice hidden by the slightest scoff into her wine glass. “hey, when I was in high school, any alcohol was welcome. cabernet is better than sparkling cider” she smiled 

[lilacwiinearchive]

a closed starter for @consteilaticns​​ featuring laurel and george.

after sneaking a peak in to ensure her daughter was still asleep, laurel wandered into to the kitchen to top up her and george’s wine glasses. delilah was now in enough of a routine that they could unwind like this, something she was grateful for as it gave her the chance to get to know her wife a little better. settling back on the couch, she tucked one leg underneath her and offered out a glass to the other woman. “i swear, my alcohol tolerance? non-existent now. is there any science behind having a baby and becoming a lightweight?” 

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for years, after work drinks were things that george had only engaged with with co-workers at a bar, and only after a particularly long shift. the idea of drinking at home had always seemed a little sad to her. alone in her apartment with a glass of wine to wind down? she didn’t know much about her family history but she was sure that it would be a recipe for disaster. but she wasn’t alone now. for once in her life, george wasn’t alone. she had a wife and there was a baby in the other room. a baby, who legally, she was a guardian for. it was unorthodox and had been a bit of a whirlwind, but she couldn’t say that she wasn’t enjoying getting to pretend to be normal and have a family for once in her life. she sat with her feet tucked under her legs, smiling as laurel handed her glass of wine back to her. “i think it’s because you haven’t really drunk much for at least a year. that and you’re tired from looking after her” she explained, taking a long swig of her drink “but none of that explains why i’m such a lightweight.”

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[uservillanelle]

DC Kirsten Longacre + the flannel™ ↳ Vigil S01E03

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amorerestu​:

open to f/nb aged 34-37 ish wanted connection: old high school friend/fling/gf my muse is…Amelia Oakley but just call her Oakley, 36, EMS Captain

“Well, well, well - I thought you said you were never coming back here,” Oakley said with a small grin, stepping into the classroom that used to house their shared english class. It was crazy to think that it’d been just about twenty years since they walked these halls together. Now they lived totally separate lives and barely spoke. Her high school reunion wasn’t her exact idea of fun, but she’d been back home for her parent’s anniversary and figured it was as good of a time as any to catch up with some old friends. The event was cheesy and half of her old classmates were still as two-faces as they were back in school, but with an open bar, it wasn’t a total waste of an evening. Oakley had been about to grab her fourth drink of the night when she saw the other disappear from the gymnasium. Going against her better instinct, she opted to follow them. “Thank god Hemmick retired or he’d dress code you for wearing something that tight.”

in a twist surprising to nobody, arielle had quite enjoyed high school. she had been a cheerleader, on the student government and been prom queen, and was generally well liked by her peers. but she had always been insistent that she wasn’t going to be one of those people in their tiny little town who peaked in high school. as soon as she had walked across that stage at graduation, she was done, high school was in the past and she was focused on her future. she’d moved to the city for college and the rest was history. when she had gotten the invitation for the reunion, arielle had scoffed, thrown it in the trash, but curiosity had gotten the better of her. there were things that couldn’t be found out from the occasional facebook stalk- and she had blocked whoever had joined mlms. and she supposed there were a few people she wanted to see... people that she would have never admitted meant a lot to her back when they were at school.

she smirked as she leant against the desk, the woman she had been hoping would approach her first finally having found her in their old english classroom. “you know damn well I would have ended up getting him fired for looking at me innappropriately if he even tried” she responded with a smirk. “but its open season for you, oakes.”

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