𝙷𝙾𝚃 𝙶𝙸𝚁𝙻 𝚂𝙷𝙸𝚃 .

there’s   𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙨   in   my   𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚜   if   you   get   bored   of   my   𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗻     ♡

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         *          STRWBS      :      a   casual   ,    tumblr   based   ,    multi  -  𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨   indie   penned   by     𝙍𝘼𝙔      /       twenty4   ,    she/her   ,    gmt +1      /       using   beta   editor         🤍

         ⤿          𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜      .      𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗   𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜      .

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THE WEIGHT OF WORDS femme can never say rest heavy on her tongue , a deep breath taken . needles prick her throat as she shuffles closer .〝 don’t you DARE act like i’m the only one who made SOME changes since we got back together when you’re the reason i’m like this in the first place . you’re nonchalant at best and completely detached on most days . it's like i have to FORCE YOU to care about me roxie . 〞desperately prays that the pleading , ache lodged in her tone is covered by the fury in her words . too wrapped up in her own feelings to process the others confession .〝 you’re always out doing good - knows - what with god knows who and i’m just supposed to smile and pretend like everythings fine when i see the way other people look at you … and the way you look back sometimes. 〞

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𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗢𝗗 𝗜𝗡 𝗦𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘 as finger pointed at her, drowning in other's words as if hearing muffled cries from under water. didn't know how to react. didn't know what to think, how to feel. ❝ did you hear me ? ❞ voice soft, almost didn't want her to hear. ❝ i said ━ did you fucking hear me, neveah ? ❞ voice grew louder as did realization. she loved her. ❝ of course you fucking didn't ! ━ too busy listening to the sound of your own voice to give a fuck about anyone else. ❞ she fucking hated her. ❝ you know what ? you knew who i was when you met me. i'm a bitch, i'm a party girl, i love the attention, i'm ' DETACHED ', i'm ' NONCHALANT ', i don't give a fuck ! so leave me then. you know i'll find someone else just like that when i'm out doing god - knows - what - with - god - knows - who and this time YOU will be the one begging to get back with me and guess what ? you'll be waiting a lot longer than two hours for me to text back while i'm out fucking one of those other people i'm supposedly already looking at. ❞

[devilswing]

◝ ' open    to    fems .

                   ❝    of    all    the    people    in    the    fucking    world   ,    it    had    to    be    him    ?    you    had    to    fuck    my    brother    ?    ❞

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❝ 𝗜 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗗𝗥𝗨𝗡𝗞. he came to the club, it was dark, i didn't even realize at first ... oh, god, it was a mistake ! please forgive me ? ❞

[slumpcd]

" thank you! " femme too happy to really pick up on his somber expression. " i think i'm gonna be a good ass wife, don't you think? just gotta work on the cooking part. " she joked, looking up at him.

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𝗗𝗜𝗗𝗡'𝗧 𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗗 how she could remain so oblivious after all this time. didn't she feel the connection ? the late nights running lines, sharing pizza, drunken bickers over their favorite movies after one too many glasses of wine. knew she was spoken for, but always believed they'd end up together someday, somehow ━ was he just a fool in love ? those ridiculous rom coms she had him watching ( that he secretly liked ) had turned him into a big softie, but he'd be damned if he was to stand around and make a fool himself any longer. ❝ i have to go. ❞ ... so leave then. feet wouldn't let him. he goes in for a hug ; tense at first, but frame loosens at sweet scent of her skin. wishes he could stay in her arms forever, but he lingers for a second too long, attracting unwanted attention from the rest of the engagement party. ❝ you're going to make an amazing wife, amani. ❞ he speaks into her ear before pulling away. he meant it. ❝ and if he really loves you, he'll stomach your cooking ━ remember that pasta you made me ? ❞ dry chuckle the most he can offer as he turns to leave.

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𝗣𝗟𝗢𝗧 : in source 🤍 𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗡 : f/nb / 21+ 🤍 𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗘 : solomon ' sol ' mensah / pinterest 🤍

❝ 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦. ❞ felt as though his soul had been crushed into a million pieces. ❝ i'm sure they'll make you real happy. ❞

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〝 I’M SORRY i didn’t realise caring about our relationship meant i was pathetic and lifeless when YOU were the one that wanted to get back together . 〞arms flail in the air , manicured accusatory finger pointed at the other , frustration looming on delicate features . 〝 how should i know why you ditched your fucking gig ? you won't TALK to me anymore . remember ? 〞

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❝ 𝗗𝗜𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗦𝗘 𝗧𝗪𝗢 𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗦 send you to a different fucking dimension !? ━ no, I'M sorry i didn't realize that two seconds actually meant two hours and that two hours meant FOREVER ! ━ and somehow i sent you a telepathic message that i want to get back together because i won't talk to you, right ? makes sense. ❞ scoffs in disbelief, pointed acrylics running through otherwise tamed locks as she paces the floor in distress. ❝ i wanted to get back together with you, the neveah that tells me when my nails look shit, the neveah that runs me bubble baths when i'm sad, the neveah that i FELL IN LOVE with ━ ❞ stops in her tracks, face screwed up with regret. not the best time for confessions. eyes hesitant to meet hers, voice lowering but definitely not softening. ❝ not this crazy bitch that picks a fight every time she feels insecure. ❞

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*˖ ⊹ ⠀    ⠀open ⠀⠀   ╲   ⠀f & nb

*˖ ⊹ ⠀    ⠀plot ⠀⠀   ╲   your muse is neveah's on again - off again partner and they're having another fight .

〝 frankly i don't even know why you're here . it's obvious you don't give a shit about me - i mean who just LEAVES someone on delivered for two hours ? 〞

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❝ 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗔 𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗘, neveah ━ unlike you, clearly, who's been sitting around waiting for my reply as if you have nothing BETTER to do than nag me ! ❞ ... ❝ besides, if i didn't care about you then why would i have ditched the gig to be here having this same fucking argument with you, hm ? ❞

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𝗣𝗟𝗢𝗧 : in source 🤍 𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗡 : anyone / 21+ 🤍 𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗘 : anastasia ' stasi ' burton / pinterest 🤍

❝ 𝗪𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛 𝗢𝗨𝗧, losers ! ❞ she launches the volleyball back in the direction it came from, hitting the head of the culprit harder than the ball had hit her table. thought she'd be safe perched on decking, the only acceptable beach bar to be seen in this god awful town ━ at least they served cosmos, liquid of which had now stained white skirt pink and oh, god is that ... SAND in her hair !? ❝ ugh ! ━ what are you looking at ? ❞

[mypoorsouls]

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*    /    avenucs​    :    daniel    &    isla    .

          a  small  sigh  of  relief  escapes  his  lips  as  her  tender  fingertip  presses  against  his  lips  .  his  gaze  now  focuses  on  her  in  a  more  steady  manner  ,  figuring  out  that  he  should’ve  let  her  speak  first  without  interrupting  her  .  isla  was  the  one  to  start  this  madness  of  a  topic  anyways  .  working  with  her  felt  like  a  great  agony  as  of  late  ,  he  wasn’t  worthy  of  her  .  she  was  too  pure  to  be  ruined  by  the  great  ol’  daniel  chapman  .  her  lust  that  corresponded  to  his  only  made  all  of  this  more  difficult  .  she  knew  about  him  ,  she  knew  way  too  much  about  him  from  the  inside  .  so  many  words  between  them  were  left  unspoken  due  to  danny’s  unwillingness  to  deal  with  his  true  self  .  she  deserved  better  ,  way  better  than  that  .  he  only  manages  to  send  her  a  small smile  as  she  dismisses  his  doubts  .  “    it  was  clear  that  i  wanted  to  as  well  ,  how  could  i  not  want  to  anyways  ..    ”  he  inhales  her  scent  ,  studying  her  from  above  as  he  lets  the  comforting  sensation  of  her  thumb  drawing  patterns  on  his  overwhelm  him  there  .  so  gentle  ,  caring   ;   he  doesn’t  deserve  this  .  his  words  manage  to  shatter  his  heart  in  pieces  somehow  ,  exclusively  because  she  was  correct  .  “    i’d  never   want  to  ..  complicate  your  life  .  you  worked  to  hard  for  all  this  ,  only  for  me  to  be  able  to  ruin  it  .  you  know  what  they  say  about  me  .    ”  a  lot  of  the  times  ,  the  truth  .  he  gently  lets  go  of  her  tiny  hands  to  place  his  own  on  each  of  her  cheeks  ,  allowing  her  to  nuzzle  between  .  he  does  this  primarily  so  she’d  finally  look  at  him  properly  .  “    i’m  not  the  guy  for  you  .  as  much  as  i’d  die  to  be  that  to  you  ,  i  know  the  sorrow  of  reality  .    ”  .

       touch   felt   different   .   soft   ,   intimate   .   couldn’t   deny   attraction   at   first   sight   ,   but   this   felt   like   more   than   harmless   flirtation   ;   like   she   wasn’t   just   another   starlet   he   wanted   under   his   belt   .   was   she   foolish   to   think   such   a   thing    ?    knew   exactly   what   they   said   about   him   and   was   still   deciding   if   she   cared   .   had   done   what   they   wanted   her   entire   life   ,   never   succumbing   to   what   she   wanted   and   right   now   that   was   him   .    ❝    maybe   my   life   needs   a   little   complicating   ...    ❞    words   prove   just   as   conflicting   as   actions   ;   just   can’t   make   up   her   mind   ,   evident   in   how   hand   follows   his   ,   fingertips   brushing   against   his   knuckles   as   cheeks   lean   in   ,   only   shaky   breath   and   what   ifs   separating   their   lips   .   lost   in   ocean   eyes   for   a   split   second   before   reality   comes   back   to   bite   ,   his   words   like   a   stab   to   the   heart    ―    knew   he   was   only   reiterating   her   point   ,   so   why   did   it   hurt   so   much   coming   from   his   lips    ?     ❝    right   ,   you’re   the   guy   for   your   wife   .    ❞    words   snappy   and   reeking   of   jealousy   as   she   pulls   away   from   his   hold   .     ❝    the   sorrow   of   reality   is   that   you’re   married   ,   mr   chapman   ,   and   i   am   just   another   of   your   foolish   co - stars   to   fall   for   your   charm   .    ❞    bitterness   was   abrupt   and   uncalled   for    ―    it   takes   two   to   tango   ,   after   all   .   what   did   she   expect   when   starting   this   mess   of   a   conversation    ?    ❝    so   ,   we   agree    ?    whatever   this   is   ,   it's   over   ...   right    ?   ❞ 

[tessalivesandbreathesbooks]

You should go,“ I breathed. "You should definitely go.” “Go here?” His mouth was on my shoulder. “Or here?” It moved up my neck.

Hush, Hush by Becca Fitzpatrick

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*    /   avenucs    :    daniel    &    isla   .

*     @strwbs​  sent  a  meme     ;      “    we  can't  run  from  this  forever  .    ”     .

          he  was  tired   ;   the  entire  day  of  shooting  sure  could  tire  an  old  man  out  .  even  with  isla’s  face  on  the  radar  ,  even  with  all  the  sweet  touches  they  managed  to  share  between  one  another  on  the  screen  …  he  needed  his  time  off  .  but  suddenly  ,  as  he  heard  her  troubling  words  against  his  ear  ,  danny  was  wide  awake  suddenly  .  entirely  .  eyes  widened  as  he  carefully  took  hold  of  her  wrist  &  lead  her  away  from  the  prying  eyes  ,  behind  one  of  the  set  up  curtains  .  what  did  she  mean  by  that  ?  they  both  seemed  as  if  running  from  what  happened  after  the  charity  ball  was  the  right  thing  to  do  .  when  in  fact  ,  he  hasn’t  stopped  thinking  about  that  elevator  at  the  afterparty  .  “    did  i  overstep  it  ?  i  thought  you  weren’t  drunk  i  was  careful  i  —  i’d  rather  die  on  the  spot  than  to  hurt  you  ever  ,  my  dove  .    ”  he  said  in  a  breath  ,  his  hands  cupping  hers  carefully  .

          working   together   in   such   close   proximity   proved   torturous   ;   bad   enough   before   ,   worst   now   that   she’d   had   a   sweet   taste   of   the   forbidden   fruit   .   cheeks   heated   at   stolen   glances   ,   stomach   fluttered   at   on - screen   romance   all   whilst   mind   relived   off - screen   rendezvous   .   couldn’t   help   words   that   fell   from   mouth   during   what   was   meant   to   be   a   much   needed   break   ,   thinking   aloud   landing   her   alone    (    as   could   be   on   set    )    with   him   .   again   .    ❝    shh   .    ❞    soft   fingertip   presses   against   his   lips   ,   a   small   smile   playing   on   her   own   ;   she’d   never   seen   the   older   homme   so   flustered   ,   a   far   cry   from   his   usually   suave   manner    ―    was   this   her   doing    ?     ❝    i   wasn’t   drunk   .   i   wanted   to    ―    ...    ❞    bites   her   tongue   .   gaze   drops   to   their   hands   ,   taking   a   moment   to   intertwine   fingers   ,   thumb   lightly   tracing   circles   on   his   .    ❝    we   should   stop   before   things   get   complicated   .    ❞    too   late   .   she   spoke   softly   ,   hesitantly   ,   eyes   not   daring   to   meet   irresistible   pools   of   blue   .