@tither // the mother.
“I get lonely when you aren’t around. Luckily, it feels like you almost always are.”
Spirit picks at her toenails.
“Is it wrong to say sometimes, still, I miss you?”

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@tither // the mother.
“I get lonely when you aren’t around. Luckily, it feels like you almost always are.”
Spirit picks at her toenails.
“Is it wrong to say sometimes, still, I miss you?”
@loresuwan -- DEPOIS DO ANO NOVO
❛❛ —- Achei que eu nunca ia viver pra chegar antes de ti! ❜❜ Reve comemorou assim que viu Lorelai entrando pela porta, apressada. Os dois trabalhavam há algum tempo juntos na Matres, era verdade -- professores de dança de turmas diferentes, mas sempre bem próximos e dispostos a cobrir turnos ou fazer participações especiais nas aulas um do outro --, mas se alguém dissesse que Reve era mais responsável que Lorelai, estariam mentindo completamente. A única coisa que eram equiparáveis ali era o talento para a dança; e, mesmo que Reve não fosse lá o professor mais dedicado, os superiores deles sabiam que era um dançarino bom o suficiente para mantê-lo por ali, mesmo com as broncas. Era por isso, inclusive, que foram os dois escolhidos para fazerem a demonstração de uma nova coreografia para o primeiro workshop do ano da academia: Uma grande honraria que fez Reve chegar adiantado em um ensaio pela primeira vez na vida; até antes da parceira, aparentemente. ❛❛ —- Tá tudo bem, Lai? Pronta pra passar a coreografia mais umas vezes antes do pessoal chegar? ❜❜
starter for @deceptjons
"just go ahead and leave,” lorelai said cruelly as she watched the other walk away from her. she didn’t want to admit how much it hurt, so she was going to do what she did best. “it’s not like you were anything more than a fuck anyway. i can find someone else.”
LORELAI GILMORE: DISTRACTION. TO RILE MY MUSE UP DURING A FILM. it's amazing how both of them could fit so comfortably on the old sofa. one holds up finley's head as he watches over lorelai's shoulder, who's laying in front of him, her back against his chest. other arm lays over her, wrapped around her waist. he'd like to say he's paying attention to the movie playing on the television across the living room, but all he can think about is the scent of lorelai's hair. the warmth of her body, and the curve of it against his own. pressing up a bit closer to her, hand moves until fingers can reach the hem of the woman's shirt, slipping in just enough to feel the warm skin of her stomach, but no further than that. 'great movie,' fin murmurs, grin apparent in his voice, sliding his hand along her waist and back toward her stomach. 'i've missed most of what happened, but it seems pretty good,' @venustrape.
INSTAGRAM — ELIJAHKEYS JUST MADE A NEW POST.
( @lorelai-tseng )
if you had to sell one of your family members who would you sell and how much are you selling them for?
“i’d sell lorelai for a penny.”
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