#designsflaw

[lavenderrpages]

[ 📲 leni & francis• SMS ]

leni: i complain all day about not getting any sleep. in fact... i look forward to sleeping ALL day... and now.. i am finally allowed to do what i have dreamed of, sleep... and i can't fucking sleep.

leni: you better not be sleeping too.

[hopelesswxnderers]

@designsflaw​ liked for a starter from Mila. Based on this.

“Over?!” Mila repeated so loudly that her voice echoed through the room. Her eyes looked from the other and then over to the muddled up clothes on the floor. “How on earth can we be over when your clothes are scattered all over my carpet?!” It took a lot for anybody to bring out the passion inside Mila. She wasn’t often the kind of person who enjoyed being passionate or physically close to other, but they’d made her feel everything and more, twice last night and then once again as soon as they’d woken up. “Was I really that terrible in bed?”

[yourbeautifulghosts]

@designsflaw requested Veronica

"I mean, I love October, more than my own mother sometimes but she's getting crazy," Veronica said, popping the last fry on the plate into her mouth. "She wants to go to some castle in England and I'm trying to figure out her obsession with this certain place but she took months of negotiating to be able to get into this place. This is like Zak Bagans obsessed too. Totally out of the norm. I don't know if I want to go or not? But I feel I almost have to in case something happens I can drag her out."

[musesinked]

Zavier. @designsflaw​

It had been the first time in months Ava had visited the library, work had practically taken over her life. Being a lawyer was something she loved of course, but sometimes she seemed to forget that she had a life outside of her job. The past couple of weeks she had taken more risks, done things she would never have done since well - her student years. It was strange perhaps, that today she felt compelled to visit the library, before it had brought her peace and mindfulness. That was something she felt herself seeking once again. 

Finding a novel based on true crime, they were truly her weakness. On her search for an area away from others, dark orbs found an all too familiar face. She thought about turning around and pretending she hadn’t saw her, but the fear of the other woman already noticing her set in. With a heavy sigh, she took slow steps towards the brunette. “Hey.. fancy seeing you here.” 

[thelightxwithin]

@designsflaw​ | closed starter | Mycka x Salem

Space camp. It was long ever since she’d been there and still, she’d never forgotten about it, or her. They’d been young, they’d only known each other for the extend of a full week, but Mycka had probably never grown so close to someone in such a fast rate. Hiding out in space ships, staying up all night roaming the halls, building a spaceship model together. A few years later, Mycka visited Salem during the summer holiday on a family trip. And then they never saw each other again. 

A lot had changed since then. Her love for space and science made place for the life she was born into; a military life. She enrolled, she got sent away, her mother died, she came back. And now she was on base close to where Salem grew up, to help with a maintenance problem on one of the choppers she fixed. She didn’t expect to see Salem, but she’d thought about her.

Sitting there with her fingers curled around a glass of scotch, it took her two takes to figure out who was sitting further up at the bar. Mycka shared a table at the back with a few soldiers until she realized why the other looked so familiar. She got up from her chair and left her mates to approach the bar. She ordered a drink, leaned on the bar and gestured for a refill for the woman besides her. “Didn’t think i’d see you again” She said, a crooked smile on her face as she took the drink and turned her head to Salem. “How have you been?”

[noirflavoured]

starter.   ;   @designsflaw​

my pussy tastes like pepsi cola. my eyes are wide like cherry pies. i got sweet taste for men who are older. it’s always been so it’s no surprise... and with her raven-coloured hair blake was marching proudly among the lost tourists and drunk kids. her peach-scented and oh so young body was almost fully exposed. ready to be devoured by the unwated touch of a needy criminal. her intetions were cruel. oh.. stop crying over yourself. it’s not like she forced you to make love to her. hazel stare was wandering around, murdering each person with its demanding needs. “got you.” a whisper. almost as sharp as a blade. the young girl caught her lover by surprise. pastel-pink nails drowned into the flesh of his back. “where is your wife ? i want to meet her.”

[harmcomforts]

“sometimes i feel like being in that big old house isn’t worth the trouble.” emmaline admitted quietly, peering out the window before she turned her attention back to the person in front of her. “do you know what i mean?”               / @designsflaw​

[lavenderrpages]

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

              “ you’re more than happy to stay. ” polite with her tongue, lydia glanced out the window. the wind was harsh to the branches on trees slapping them against the building. though the wind was no contender for the down pour of rain. it was loud in patters that fell harmoniously in tune with rolling thunder. nights like this, the woman often crept down below to her cafe. she’d make herself a cup of coffee, and sit and watch the storm rattle then pass. in a way it had been cathartic. it was far too convenient and ideal to live in the apartment above her business. in the morning the vents filled her apartment with aromas of fresh brewed coffee, and pastries. nothing to complain about.

            “ i can make some tea,”  extended offering. there wasn’t a need for the mayor to rush off, and become soaked instantly. the rain was so heavy, it made driving unsafe as wipers couldn’t keep up. lights flickered in battle with the storm,  “ that’s my que to probably light some candles.”  and she would do so.  “ i can make tea quickly before the power goes out, or there is always water, lemonade, wine.”  lips curled in a grin as she lit the various candles around the living room. she’d make sure to light a few in the other rooms. darkness hadn’t terrified her, but she could fall clumsy within it. there was no need to bump into walls and tables when you didn’t have to.  “ i can make some pretty delicious cocktails too.” nose scrunched. 

                                                                    ☆ﾟ - closed starter : @designsflaw​ . //