༘ ˖ 𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠 , 🌼
an independent and private mumu blog , centered around original muses , as penned by jenna . terms and conditions can be found under the cut !
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@gardenwalls
༘ ˖ 𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠 , 🌼
an independent and private mumu blog , centered around original muses , as penned by jenna . terms and conditions can be found under the cut !
opposites , storylines , resources , gif blog , pinterest
hello , everyone ! i promise am not dead and i'm feeling better , but i have a very busy week at work . i'll try to sneak in some replies/starters throughout the week and my schedule will be less hectic after next monday , so expect to see more of me then !
hello , everyone ! i promise am not dead and i'm feeling better , but i have a very busy week at work . i'll try to sneak in some replies/starters throughout the week and my schedule will be less hectic after next monday , so expect to see more of me then !
‘ i didn't introduce you as my boyfriend , so what ? ’ eyes roll almost to the back of own head , disapproval spreading across features in response to misfortune he has brought upon himself . it is not often that pair crosses paths with former colleagues , whose mere presence sours the mood for the rest of the evening on his behalf , forcing him to reminisce about derailed dancing career he cannot seem to mourn enough . ‘ let's not make this a bigger deal than it is , just give me the script of what i'm supposed to say next time and i'll make sure to study hard . ’ / @invcntions
hello , friends ! i hope you're all having a wonderful week so far . it's been a very emotional day , so i'll take it easy for tonight , but i'm hoping i can get back to writing tomorrow 🤞
Obsession 2026, dir. Curry Barker
hello my beloveds ! i'm almost done with drafts , which means i can finally do a starter call . so feel free to like this and i'll write you a starter based on one of your wanted plots !
happy sunday , my moots ! i've been very overwhelmed with work and personal things , so i apologize if i'm not around much . it will probably be like this at least until tuesday , but i'll be lurking on discord in the meantime <3
ok so i lied yesterday when i said i wouldn't fall asleep... but i'm heading over on discord right now and that is a promise ! and then i will likely gif supriya ganesh for the rest of the night because i'm obsessed bye <3
SUPRIYA GANESH as SAMIRA MOHAN THE PITT 1.15 "9:00 PM”
good day friends ! i might be working for a big portion of tonight , so the starters i owe will either come later or tomorrow . you can find me on discord for all your plotting needs though !
FLASHING PEARLY WHITES AT a pretty girl is no new routine to gray. it has, however, been an unspoken rule to not go fishing so close to home, but he is only a man and resolve falters quickly. she's endlessly charming, clutching her kettle and attempting to force life to plants that are beyond saving — even to his untrained eyes. « good, i'm glad, » he beams, though has half a mind to puncture a tire if it means she'll seek him out again. gaze travels from her flowers to her visage. at least being stuck in the same town for years makes him of some use. « there's a garden center by the old cemetery about fifteen minutes from here. if you know what road to drive. » a pause. « i could probably take you if you wanted. some day. today. whichever. »
laughter bubbles across glossed petals , reading humorous intent into other's suggestion , solely due to the fact that she is least likely of all to know which route to take . ‘ that's a tempting offer , i could definitely use a break from driving for a day . ’ fingers caress decaying flowers , committing only to a short term period of mourning , before gleaming pair of eyes lifts to meet neighborly gaze . ‘ i could do today ! ’ in her newfound motivated state , there is no time like the present and part of her is aware that should no action be taken immediately , she may well neglect this gardening project even further . arched frame leans forward , gently setting down kettle on the front porch and dusting off hands on her way back up . ‘ but you might want to put some clothes on first . if you go shirtless , they will either give us a discount or not let us in at all , not a very safe bet . ’
closed starter for @gardenwalls with romy bautista.
thirty minutes and counting, that was how long had passed since her date was supposed to arrive. romy didn’t consider herself a pessimist, but predicted this wasn’t a case of traffic or miscommunication. she was being stood up. and still she couldn’t fight the habit of letting others walk all over her, and sinking deeper into the couch intending to wait around another half hour.
“ what? ” she then mumbled in surprise when a voice drew her from her thoughts, blinking twice to reveal their face and turning an already bad afternoon into a worse one. lila hadn’t changed much, from when romy had last seen her. or well, her face hadn’t at least. never had she imagined she would catch the other woman wearing an apron in public. or that questionable shade of orange in general. “ you don’t happen to serve something stronger than coffee, do you? ” she asked in a sense of jest, or cynicism. “ whatever you brought that table in the corner looked good though. can i have one of that? ”
‘ well , that table over there is celebrating a special occasion . from what i've gathered , it's a bachelorette brunch , they have a long day of drinking ahead of them . ’ she breathes out a faint sigh , feeling a sense of envy toward carefree sentiment the group seems to share , almost reminding her of past life she has long given up on . ‘ and what you saw me bring over to them is a pitcher of mango rum cooler , it's nice and sweet . ’ response is delivered in honey like timbre , not usually as gentle toward customer antics , but even she can not resist a pretty face every once in a while . for a moment she considers patron's features to be familiar , though surely she would remember having met a charming presence like one that sits before her . tray rests against distasteful coral hued apron wrapped around waistline , one that she has complained about many times in the past , eyes narrowing in suspicion . ‘ i don't mean to intrude , but you're way too beautiful to be stressing out like this . what's got you asking for something stronger than coffee at this time of day ? ’
hello my beloveds ! i'm almost done with drafts , which means i can finally do a starter call . so feel free to like this and i'll write you a starter based on one of your wanted plots !
"right ?" liam simply repeats, a nod of his head given as he drops his arm and lets his champagne flute hang back by his side. he doesn't normally drink, so the couple he's already had are affecting him a tiny bit more than he'd expected. he thought it'd de-stress him, but it just makes it harder to focus on every task. which isn't exactly what liam was hoping for, but it doesn't stop him from sipping at the glass nervously whenever his mind starts to wander. "you did ?" liam questions, the idea of levi having to go completely from memory a bit concerning. but he chooses to trust. at the end of the day, he always trusts levi. "i think so. i'm not super well versed in how these things go ..." he admits. his job usually keeps him from confirming attendance at others' weddings. "but i guess, whenever you're ready ?"
‘ okay , i guess i'll just go for it then . ’ flashes a synthetic smile toward soon to be groom , hands dropping on either side to straighten suit jacket as he begins to stand on two feet . to most attendees , it looks like a best friend preparing for a heartfelt , maybe even a little tedious , speech . though if one were to pay closer attention , he seems to be disoriented , gaze combing through people in the crowd as if seeking out someone to come to his rescue . fingers wrap around microphone laying nearby , raising to wipe away few beads of sweat forming along hairline, before he brings it closer to lips that remain pursed . digits double tap on the grille to check for sound , shaky breath that echoes across the room following soon after . ‘ good evening , everyone . for those of you who don't know me , i'm levi and i'm up here today , because my best friend is getting married . ’ there is mild chaos in his movements , not fully giving away his inebriated state , but he surely captures the attention of guests more than a typical speech would . ‘ you know , a rehearsal dinner speech is great , because it gives the best man one practice round before the main event and i sure need it . i was just telling liam , here , that i forgot my cliffsnotes at home . ’ he finds this to be a brilliant joke in his impaired state , nerves starting to release through extremeties that fly around frantically ; a hand thrown in the air , a leg losing balance amid misstep as he glides across empty space . ‘ but don't worry , this will be a standard monologue about how delighted i am for the happy couple and how much i love my friend . ’ for a moment , he thinks he might make it out unscathed , liquor coursing through his system numbing concerning thoughts that previously occupied his conscience . ‘ he's very near and dear to my heart , it's almost like we're family . not that i would want that , i've been in love with him for the last couple of years , so that would be weird . ’ frozen in his tracks at once , mouth left agape , even though he cannot quite compute the severity of situation at hand . ‘ that was a joke , by the way . ’ an honorable effort to try to salvage short lived rhetoric , optics scanning the venue in search of familiar pair of eyes to put him at ease , unaware of the damage he may have done .
"oh wow, wonder how the thought didn't cross your mind," levi grumbles, sticking a fry in his mouth. at the very least, he'd been planning to get lucky — even if he hadn't really been that into her. the headache that started forming twenty minutes ago in between hearing about his date's trip to australia and her compliments about his arms. though it pales in comparison to lila's appearance, which already has him pressing his temples. "a quick chat, seriously? what are you even here to talk about?" he leans back in his chair, beer in hand and taking a sip — hoping the alcohol would help subside the side effects that usually came with her presence. “right. i must be incredibly boring if you felt the need to come bother me.”
although their dynamic is largely composed of antagonistic sentiment , she knows him long enough to discern whether someone may be a fitting romantic partner . ‘ you're acting like i interrupted some once in a lifetime connection , you didn't seem all that enthralled either . clearly , this was a match made in hell . ’ optics roll almost to the back of her head , frustration palpable in grimace spreading across features , though no one is forcing her to remain seated . ‘ if anything , i saved you from having to fake interest for another hour . you're welcome , by the way . ’ shows little care for his carnal appetite that was meant to be satisfied by the end of the night , instead , she allows shoulders to roll back in nonchalant fashion . ‘ if i buy you another beer , will you stop whining already ? ’
RARELY DOES SHE MISS HER old life more than when cornered by some neighbor — a much more common occurrence than she had been warned of. privacy is a luxury she could afford, but she had been desperate to get out of the house at the time and is praying for a short stay. most of her neighbor's words have travelled in one ear, out the other, and she lifts her head from its resting place in her hands to gaze at him, leaning back on the bench. a cigarette seems enticing enough for her to stretch a hand out in the hopes he's willing to share. « trust me, i need it more than you, » and as far as payments go she's gotten less before. « with all due respect, brian, » she begins, can hear that the name is wrong as she speaks it, but doesn't bother to correct herself, « i've got a lot on my mind right now. you'll be just fine, i'm sure. »
‘ it's byron , not brian , but don't worry . no offense taken , i had it coming with the way my parents named me . ’ half hearted attempt at humor that feels more anticlimactic than comical , shaking head in frustration toward lack of effort on her part . he does not necessarily feel entitled to pro bono legal advice and yet agitation brought on by illicit line of work forbids him from giving up so easily . ‘ you see , the thing is . you don't sound very convincing when you say i'll be just fine . in fact , that kind of makes me feel like i'll be anything but fine . ’ tailor made cigarette slides between index and middle finger , lighter clutched in other hand that lifts eagerly , seeking an instant kind of relief . ‘ i don't mean to be rude , but you look like you need to loosen up a little bit . ’ passes on judgement ever so effortlessly , taking a quick drag and breathing out a puff of white smoke . ‘ so my proposal would be , i'll take you for a drink and you can even have one of these if you need them so much . and then you'll actually listen to my story . ’