#ameliiorate

[sunliights]

a closed starter for @ameliiorate based on this post featuring amelia.

"you're married." the words feel uncharacteristically venomous as they slip from amelia's lips. she knows she has no right to be upset when she is the reason their relationship was never able to progress in the manner they both perhaps would've liked but it still feels like a big, gaping wound when she's reminded about it. "there isn't an us anymore."

[inkshadow]

closed starter for @ameliiorate featuring cordelia.

"i'm home!" and hopefully early enough in the evening that she can see her baby boy off to bed. she's just come back from her first work trip away from their son since he was born and basically confirmed all anticipated worry and heartbreak from being separated for so long. video calls were a godsend but still couldn't save cecilia from suffering her older sister's whining in the hours in-between. slipping her heels off and tucking them neatly inside the hallway closet, she quickly shuffles deeper inside in search of her boys. "are you both already asleep?"

[fadinglights]

hana may be a ruthless expert at taking lives, but saving them is not a skill that comes naturally to her. still, she's poured her all into stabilizing minki despite his dire, life-threatening injuries, driven by a deep-seated, almost primal need to ensure his survival. the dark, bruise-like circles under hana's eyes make her appear more akin to the dead than the living, but it is the sickly pallor of his complexion that truly worries her. hana holds her breath, her entire being fixated on the subtle twitching of minki's eyelids, and then, with a profound surge of relief, he finally opens his eyes. "you're awake..." hana whispers, her hand instinctively tightening around his. "you're okay." she adds, the words falling from her lips in a hushed, trembling tone, more intended to soothe the frantic pounding of her own heart than to truly reassure the evidently confused and disoriented man before her. / @ameliiorate

[packagecfgirlyevil]

closed starter for @ameliiorate / based on this !

of course she lost her keys — probably sitting inside, on the kitchen counter, where she’d put them fully intending to grab them on her way to her music lessons. the apartment office was closed, her phone almost dead, and the storm gathering was getting worse by the minute.

she’d never exactly been shy, but even still, her knock was hesitant at her neighbors door. they’d never had a chance to talk, to do more than wave in passing, but she was relieved when they opened the door, her mouth moving a thousand miles a minute before they had even said anything themselves.

“i locked myself out and the office doesn’t open til morning and i totally don’t want to impose — i can find a motel or whatever for the night i’m not really worried about that — but i need a phone charger because mine is at like 3%? and also it’s kind of getting scary out here and i was hoping i could like, hang for ten minutes while i charged my phone and found a place to stay tonight? if i can?”

[prcperdose]

closed starter for @ameliiorate based on this !

"we're from different worlds." maybe THAT'S why they can't stop hiding everything. at least that's what they keep telling themself.

[rosesonbreeze]

@ameliiorate | Sterling and Jack, Late Night at a Nightclub in New York City

Theirs was supposed to be unhappily ever after. Unable to stand up against the world around them and fight, Jack and Sterling put down their weapons and waved the white flag. That should've been the end of it. The long and short of their close friendship, burning with their love story... Except, Jack never did know when enough was enough. Months led to a year, and that year started with a drunk call to Sterling about 'missing her best friend.'

So there they were. Back at the beginning, with history and lingering feelings bubbling beneath the surface. Two, maybe three martinis deep. Jack's hand on Sterling's wrist, as they move to the bass-heavy beat of the club. "I love this song!" She's not a smiley, affectionate person by nature. But Sterling plus a heavy drink has her gushing, with her pale cheeks pink and arms moving to wrap around Sterling's square shoulders. "I love this place. I love --" Crystalline eyes dart around, landing at Sterling's just when the beat drops. "I love you!" Loud and gushing, to distract from the raw words deep in her own psyche.

[middlefade]

closed for @ameliiorate based on this.

He should have walked away. Well and truly cut ties and walked away. It's just that the number of people he considers friends can be counted with less than one hand. While Neil is the first to run always and he had been with them, it's not so easily done now that he's carved out a life for himself here that isn't temporary. So, they keep ending up here, in each other's orbit by force proximity. Except— that's a lie. He may have put an end to whatever they were on the road toward but it was a never a matter of wanting his distance. He'd just been scared of what that road led to. Neil still takes every excuse to be near them. "You wanna go out for a smoke?"

[starlingisms]

closed | @ameliiorate for josh & belinda

"So..." Belinda had spotted her target and sidled up beside him with a grin on her face. She was trying not to come on too strong, but she had been trying to get Josh to join her for drinks after work. Not just her. But her and some other coworkers. Part of her plan was to eventually create a trivia group or maybe even a bowling group. Something fun that people can enjoy after work. "Jonah found a barcade that's ten minutes away and everyone was planning to head over to celebrate the start of the weekend." She tilted her head, trying to put on her most inviting smile. "Come join us? I bet I could take you down in a game of Street Fighter."