[glcwbitch]

                         𝘨𝘭𝘤𝘸𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 / a low maintenance + mainly private blog , running strictly on beta editor. gmt-7 + her / she + twenty7 , written by gin.

                             draft count. 9 / owed starters. 20 ( sameoldways : 11 & honeybuckin : 4 & cocained : 5 /

[sealedfcte]

"oh, for fuck's sake, nevaeh," kiyan drags a hand down their face, frustration sparking to life like a match had been struck. "i don't share. i never have," they explain, as if an its an excuse for the outburst. "you expect me to just be okay with this?"

[glcwbitch]

                             “    i    don't    give    a    damn    wether    or    not    you're    fine    with    it,     actually    .     it    isn't    like    i'm    hooking    up    with    any    of    them,     all    they're    getting    is    some    pictures    .     a    video,     maybe    .”    hands    raise    themselves    dismissively    at    kiyan's    glorified    tantrum,     unimpressed    with    his    logic    .    “    this    ━━    this    right    here,     is    exactly    why    i    didn't    say    anything    .     can't    you    to    just    back    me    for    once,     fuck,     ki    .    ”

[glcwbitch]

for: masc / femme / nb

plot: exes    that    can    never    seem    to    stay    as    such    .     think         everytime         by    miss    grande    herself    .     no    matter    how    hard    they    try,     there's    no    staying    away    from    one    another    .     when    one    calls,     the    other    comes    running    .

                             “    what    happened    to    leaving    us    in    a    past    life    ?    we're    supposed    to    have    moved    on,    had    our    lives    together,    and    .    .    .    ”    trails    off,    unsure    how    else    to    continue    .    sure,    jumping    at    the    opportunity    to    try    again    is    tempting    .    but    they've    been    through    cycle    countless    times,    each    new    attempt    ending    the    same    .    “    look,    we    can't    keep    doing    this    to    ourselves    .    one    of    us    has    to    be    the    voice    of    reason    here,    right    ?    maybe    we    don't    try    for    anything    more    than    friends    this    time    .    ”

[carnassialisms]

"what's funny 'bout it is y'weren't jumped. a couple'a kids and my wife don't count." he can only imagine the whining that will ensue once his own are running around. no doubt that drew will make just as much trouble with them as he does everyone else. funny, how age never seems to matter... it feels sometimes that he's working with a child instead of his baby brother! maybe he's just not emphasizing the baby part enough... at least he still has adulthood in a few places. his id, for starters. he would hate to have to vouch. "alright, but i'm drivin'. no damn way i'm lettin' you wreck my car. hell, who am i kidding? you'll be passed out before we even leave the bar. bet y'won't even make it through the game!"

[glcwbitch]

                         “    that's    big    talk,    real    big    talk    .    but    we'll    see    who's    got    the    last    laugh    when    wifey's    luggin'    your    sorry    ass    back    home    .    ”    taking    space    in    passenger    seat,    he    makes    himself    comfortable,    reaches    to    settle    new    port    between    lips    and    light    .    “    'ya    don't    mind    that    i    smoke    in    here,    right    ?    well,    shit    .    you'd    be    shit    outta    luck    if    'ya    did,    considering    the    bar    we're    goin'    to    s'got    the    name    cigar    in    it    .    guess    we    can    sit    out    on    the    patio    section    or    somethin',    smell    shouldn't    linger    too    bad    .    ”    has    courtesy    enough    to    roll    down    designated    window    to    allow    for    fresh    air    to    circulate,    though    not    near    enough    to    blow    a    cloud    out    of    it    .    “    let's    make    it    a    bet    then,    eh    .    like    how    we    used    to    when    we    were    kids    .    first    one    plastered,    owes    the    other    one    a    hundred    bucks    and    takes    care    of    the    tab,    whattya    say    ?    ”

[glcwbitch]

                         actually    begging    for    anyone    to    give    me    a    thread    inspired    by    the    wishbone    trilogy    .    .    .    like    .    .    .     who's    taking    one    for    the    team     <    3

[glcwbitch]

                             “    so    what    ?     now    that    you    know    what    i    do    on    the    side,     you    want    to    call    it    quits    ?     since    when    do    my    extracurriculars    need    a    stamp    of    approval    by    you    ?     go    to    hell    if    you    have    an    issue,     and    get    off    my    back    about    it    .    ” / @sealedfcte

[elsgifs]

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[mycrymes]

open to / anyone ( f if romantic ), no taboo please. muse / freya regan, lesbian, early to mid twenties. plot / your muse left an ominous text message / voice mail that freya interpreted as something life or death . a " former " final girl now mortuary assistant, freya seems to never escape death . is it life or death or is just an ominous message that got taken out of context ???

" i thought you — i thought . . . " breath seems to fall short as she takes in the other, hands clasping at the necklace on her throat. " are you okay? are you hurt? "

[glcwbitch]

                             “   take   it   easy,    frey   .    it's   like   two   in   the   morning,    why're   you   banging   at   my   door   like   that   ?    ”    rubbing   sleep   out   of   her   eyes,    she   regards   the   other   with   a   bewildered   look   .    “   i'm   alright,    freya   !       chill   out   and   come   inside   before   the   neighbors   call   the   cops   for   noise   disruption   .   i   told   you,    it   was   probably   some   jack   -   ass   trying   to   be   funny   .    nobody   is   coming   to   tick   me   off'a   their   hit   -   list   .   ”

[loredrops]

・・・・・ open to: f 25+ based on third plot in source.

coffee was strong and bitter, just how he liked it, but percy wasn't tasting it; he was too busy watching the way her hands tremble around their own mug, exhausted and overwhelmed. he set his cup down with a soft thud. "you're runnin' yourself into the ground, y'know" it wasn't unkind, his tone just left no room for argument. "tomorrow, you sleep in. let me handle the east fence line." he leaned forward before they could try to protest, voice dropping into something intimate, a plea. "let me do this for you. ain't nobody can carry a whole world on their shoulders alone. i learned that the hard way."

[glcwbitch]

                             exhaustion    doesn't    come    close    to    describing    how    she    felt    .     her    body    ached    in    ways    she'd    never    imagined    .     feet    aching    so    deeply    that    every    step    shot    a    painful    tingle    up    her    legs    .     she'd    never    imagined    that    during    her    group's    hiatus,     she'd    end    up    on    her    grand    -    father's    ranch    .     gone    were    her    nights    of    going    over    new    sheet    music,     practicing    on    her    guitar,     and    performing    for    sold    -    out    arenas    .    “    percy,    no    .    .    .     i'm,    ”    jane's    at    her    breaking    point    .     overwhelmed    with    all    these    new    hurdles    thrown    her    way    and    with    only    him    to    lean    on    .     “    fuck,     i'm    sorry    .     i'm    so    sorry,     percy    .     i    thought    i    could    come    in    and    be    the    one    to    fix    everything,     take    it    over,     now    that    he's    gone    .     i'm    in    way    over    my    damn    head,     and    i    can't    thank    you    enough    for    coming    in    to    pull    me    out    of    the    weeds    .    ”

[glcwbitch]

still feeling sort of writey . . . just not for any drafts atm . like this and i'll reply to one ( or some ) of your opens ! < 3

[carnassialisms]

grumbling his acceptance, seth slips into the driver's seat and rolls the car out onto the road. the fact that he's offered a demand more than a plea is just enough like the normal canon that he isn't entirely put off by the whole thing. but he's still mostly put off... since when has anything between them been more than something of tolerance? please and thank you have never been in his vocabulary before. he's asking like a madman, someone too in the grips of anxiety to behave like themselves... suspiciously, he doesn't want to dare think, like he had acted in the throes of ghost sickness. warming up isn't what he expects, either. brows shooting up, seth has no choice but to offer back a, "come again?" there had been absolutely no warning about this in their ( admittedly brief ) conversation! "you want me to go out there with you an'... skate?" a huff of amusement escapes him. "didn't say nothin' about that back home. i've never done it before... doubt i'll be any help."

[glcwbitch]

                             “    what    did    you    think    was    going    to    happen    ?     if    i    wanted    someone    to    just    stand    there,     i    would    have    just    brought    my    sister    .     stop    complaining    and    get    down    here    .    ”     he    busies    himself    with    lacing    up    his    skates,     flinging    the    duffel    that    contained    the    pair    dedicated    for    seth    .     “    here,     suni    told    me    to    get    you    a    set    if    you    were    going    to    be    helping    me    out    .     they    should    fit    .     if    not,     we'll    figure    something    else    out    .     anyways,     i    need    you    to    sit    legs    out    in    front    of    me    and    hold    my    wrists    .     pull    me    slowly    and    gently,     until    my    chest    lays    flat    on    the    floor    .     let's    go,     the    sooner    we    start,     the    sooner    we    finish    .    ”

[glcwbitch]

                            “    don't    wanna    burst    your    bubble,     but    i    cheat    and    lie    .     it's    the    truth,    i'm    bad    news    .    ”    grinning,     she    settles    the    bucket    of    cold    beers    on    the    table    .     “    trust    me,     you    don't    wanna    get    yourself    mixed    up    with    me,     sunshine    .     i    don't    play    nicely    .    ” / @breakspell

[glcwbitch]

                              “    to    you    i    don’t    exist,         ain’t    what    you’re    looking    for    .    ”    eyes    won't    lift    to    hold    their    stare,    knowing    it'll    crack    her    .    “    why    d'ya    gotta    make    shit    so    dramatic    ?    can't    we    make    this    a    mutual    break    -    up    and    go    on    with    our    lives    ?    ” / @boysbye

[glcwbitch]

                              “    save    your    tears    for    something    worth    crying    over,     don’t    waste    them    on    misfortune    .    ”    thumbing    away    tears,    fingers    dip    and    gently    lift    their    chin    .    offers    all    he    can    muster    of    a    grin    and    pulls    the    other    into    an    embrace    .    “    quit    cryin'    already,    you're    gonna    get    all    splotchy    and    snotty    .    it    ain't    a    great    look    on    'ya    .    ” / @skipdisc

[glcwbitch]

hey, so i missed being here . . . . . let me write with you all < 3 like for starter . bonus points if you specify a muse ( or more ) of mine .

[loredrops]

“i don’t wanna treat you like nothing, maise.” the nickname slipped out, warm and worn. “but i’m scared if i hold on too tight, somebody’ll use you against me. happens all the time in my world.” he remembered her sneaking peanut butter crackers into his coat pocket after school, when pride kept him from the free lunch line. she’d laughed as though she owned the sun, said, “don’t make me pity you. just take them.” now that same laugh threatened to unmake him. every time she angled her head to study him he felt revealed.

[glcwbitch]

                             “    then    don't    .    i'm    a    big    girl    and    can    handle    my    own,    you    know    that,    'siah    .    that    world    made    you,    but    isn't    the    man    you    are    now    .    stop    letting    it    be    a    crutch    for    you    to    keep    this    distance    between    us    .    ”    calculating    hues    narrow    as    she    reaches    to    cradle    rougher    and    larger    hands    delicately    .    doesn't    see    the    hardened    man    that    time    has    created,    but    the    boy    that    made    her    heart    ache    in    school    .    “    won't    you    let    me    in    ?    i    want    to    be    there    for    you    .    .    .    if    you'd    just    allow    it    .    tell    me    at    least    what    it'd    take    for    it    to    happen    .    ”

[loredrops]

“you ever think maybe you don’t owe the world receipts?” the bottle paused mid arc, amber clinging to his lip. he wasn’t sure if he meant it as comfort or confession. probably both. "you wanna tell me who or what's got you thinking so hard anyways?"

[glcwbitch]

                             “    it's    so    stupid    ━━    i    know    it    and    know    that    you'll    tell    me    the    same,    it's    all    of    these    dumb    internet    trolls    telling    me    that    i'm    washed    up    .    that    without    the    label    of    olympic    hopeful,    i'm    nothing    .    and    goddammit,    i    hate    that    i    have    to    continuously    prove    myself    over    and    over    .    that    i'm    equally    as    successful    now    as    i    was    back    then    .    ”