#everdawn

[oncesacred]

" allie cat ~ i'm startin' to think you are ashamed of me, baby. " a hand reached forward to grip her hip, dragging the blond closer to his larger frame. / @everdawn.

[legacieas]

✱ 𝗮𝗻𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱‚  @everdawn :   “ am I blushing? I’m blushing, aren’t I? ” ( mia thermopolis ) —   prompts for the morning after.

michael glanced up at her from where he’d been pulling his shirt back on, and the second he noticed the blush spreading across her cheeks, he couldn’t stop the slow grin that crossed his face. god, she was adorable like this. tangled hair, wrapped in his sheets, looking completely wrecked over the fact that he’d gotten her flustered.

he stepped closer without even thinking about it, fingertips brushing lightly against her waist. “ yeah, ” he murmured, eyes flicking over her face before settling on her lips for a beat too long. “ you’re blushing. ” his smile turned more crooked then, softer somehow. “ which is kind of unfair considering what you did to me last night. ” he leaned in just enough for his forehead to brush hers briefly, voice quieter now. “ pretty sure I’m never going to recover from it, by the way. ”

[collectivemuses]

everdawn asked: "you were telling me how you totally have a thing for me"

"Oh really? I don't recall that." Conrad shakes his head and tries not to laugh, but it doesn't take too long for him to crack. "Okay, so maybe I was telling you that. I do, I like you Meg, I don't want it to go left unsaid and screw things up."

[joylehnz]

you are in love . true love . @everdawn

[griefseason]

❛    you  look  like  you  slept  like  shit.   ❜         fork  is  half  raised  to  his  mouth  as  he  stares  ahead  of  himself  at  @everdawn  ,  a  brow  arched.        ❛    𝒏𝒐  𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆.     just    …     can  i  do  something  to  help  ?    ❜       the  world  has  been  cruel  enough  as  of  late  –  being  a  hardass  is  not  always  the  best  call.       he's  very  slowly  learning  that.    

[ungodlypart]

@everdawn , austin warren ⤷ one - liner starter call

"i thought sickness was just a point of view."

[story1ines]

conrad leans against the railing, watching @everdawn fidget with her hands. he’s been holding in this storm of words for too long, and seeing her like this. nervous, distracted, so unaware of how much he feels. it makes it impossible to stay silent. every instinct in him screams to step forward, to tell her, to bridge the distance, but he’s careful, measured, trying not to overwhelm her. his chest tightens, and he swallows hard, letting himself finally speak. ❝ belly… i can’t keep pretending like this doesn’t matter, ❞ he says, voice low. he runs a hand through his hair, pacing just a step closer. ❝ seeing you with… anyone else, or even just happy without me… it’s harder than i can explain. ❞ he pauses, his gaze catching hers, searching for any hint of understanding.

[paperlorearchive]

he runs his fingers through her hair, a breath filling the space between them. ❝ would you find me a fool if i told you sometimes i catch myself thinking of running? ❞

@everdawn ( cat ) ♡'d for a short starter.