#angelscored

[seolinah]

muse: samantha pérez closed @angelscored for liking this post plot: in source (bury a friend)

Samantha had noticed them for quite a while now. She liked to think she knew quite a lot about them because of it. Their habits and routines. The things they liked. Who they hung out with -- how their so-called friends treated them. It was that last part that had her stepping in unnoticed. Sam wondered if they realized it was all for them, that she wanted to make their life easier. But even if they didn't realize it now, they would. Eventually. When the person in question stepped outside, Sam followed after them, lighting up a cigarette as she watched them from her peripherals. "You seem like you gotta lot on your mind," she said as her attention turned towards them. "I hear talking it out is supposed to be good for the soul if you wanted a listening ear."

[khaleesiie]

" it is, it's good to see you, " the last time they'd seen each other feels like a lifetime ago, yet so little seemed to have changed. "i mean, i can't say i don't still hate you for breaking my favorite mug but it's been a while." / @angelscored based on. 2/2

[mccnxhild]

"god knows where I would be if you hadn't found me, sitting all alone in the dark..." //@angelscored

[ameliiorate]

☀︎ — closed starter for @angelscored from grayson goodman ☀︎ — based

rubbing the sleep away from his eyes, grayson's heavy lids lift and the veins of his temples pulse. the events of last night are a blur until clarity begins to rush over him as he takes in the sight of the companion that is sharing his bed. a person that is decidedly not his wife, though he had once upon a time wished that she could be. he rubs his face with his left hand, gold band on his finger taunting him. he wonders if he can slip away without her noticing, shifting to an upright position and glancing around for his scattered clothing.

[inkshadow]

continued for @angelscored from the source

"mmm well then i will just take it at face value and see where it goes," elira responds in kind, not wanting to put anymore stressors on what life was like together prior. no ill feelings or expectations, just clear intentions on moving forward despite still being linked together in some capacity. "she does tend to pick at it here and there but i don't notice awful behavior. what sorts of things do you feed her at home?" for the most part, whatever his daughter doesn't eat, she just tucks back in her lunchbox. it's curious that jae's not found it upon unpacking her things. a chuckle and she shakes her head, hands resuming to tidying up a few things on her desk. "parent-teacher confidentiality, i'm afraid!"

[khaleesiie]

@angelscored , continued from here. ♡

this is dangerous, and wrong in so many ways. there were a dozen of reasons they were no longer together, and a hundred more as to why they kept finding their way back to each other. none of them made sense. not really. not when her name sounded like that on his tongue. not when his touch felt like gravity, pulling her back into the orbit she'd spent months trying to escape. " i am a lot of things," the brunette begins, her voice barely a whisper. "happy isn't one of them." yet, she still leans into him, craves the heat of his skin and the ache that always comes after. perfectly manicured fingers find the edge of his shirt, clutching the fabric and pulling him closer. "i miss you," her voice trembles, with both restraint and longing, with all the words she hasn't found the strength to say since the last thime they broke each other.

[mccnxhild]

working in the flower shop had it's perks for sure - he often was the only one here when scheduled so no one to tell him what to do. daewon was reading a comic when the door chime rung and he looks up at the guest walking in. "hi there- anything i can help you with?" he asked tilting his head to the side. // @angelscored

[mccnxhild]

more often then not family parties were tiresome to devyn - not wanting to sit around people her parents were fake friends with, and dealing with her sister always one upping her. it as the last place she wanted to be. with glass of wine in hand she headed to the balcony for fresh air before making a phone call. "hey.. what are you doing right now?" //@angelscored