#maraswriting

[inexorcble]

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The internship Ajax had secured turned out to include a significant amount of travel. Because he was aiming to become an international human rights lawyer, it made sense. Being away from his best friends and his girlfriend for weeks on end was tough. As soon as he got back to the states the most recent time away, he stopped by Talia and Dawn’s place for a quick meal and to get the bouquet that he had asked her to pick up. Within an hour, he was leaning against Stella’s doorway with the bouquet of flowers in hand and smirk on his lips.

[jupitcr]

@maraswriting​​ taken from HERE

“no. you can’t go, it’s too DANGEROUS.”

[finelinc]

based ! / @maraswriting​ !

–––––––––––SHE WAS CAUGHT off guard by his sudden burst. didn’t think he’d get so angry over what she said but how could he not ? after all, it was far from kind. then again, maybe she had taken it a step too far. and in doing so, she wasn’t sure how to respond to him. wasn’t sure how to explain her inner turmoil.         ‘ you know there is. and you know we aren’t the only ones for each other. ’             she pointed out, brows furrowed as she looked at him, taking a careful step back. she doesn’t think she’s ever seen him this mad, then again, their relationship had been mostly good. hadn’t been a need to see him this mad.              ‘ you can’t torture yourself like that. ’        and as he asked the question, she looked away, not being able to answer it. it didn’t feel right.

[flvorescent]

closed starter for @maraswriting​ 

“oh my god. you did not get this shipped all the way from france, did you?”    violet gasped as she’s greeted with her favorite box of pastries. their date had barely begun yet it was already looking so good. not that she didn’t think it would. the brunette had spent the whole day making sure she was prepared for the evening.    “i love them, thank you.”    getting on her tiptoes, she presses a kiss to his cheek.    “ready to go?”

[lvciddreamt]

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Magda arrived at JP’s house a little later than she’d said she would, mostly due to the fact that she’d decided to put on a full face of makeup, despite her constant insistence (to herself, to her friends, and to JP) that this was a casual thing. She wasn’t ashamed of their arrangement—in fact, it served her very well, and she had both a materialistic and mercurial way of dealing with relationships that made this not-relationship perfect for her. But she did like to look her best, since JP was hot, after all. She had texted him that she was a few minutes away, getting out of her Uber and walking up to the door. Magda rang the bell and pulled out her phone while she waited, scrolling through her notifications with a fingertip, her acrylics clicking against the screen. She hoped whatever JP had was good shit, because she’d had a hell of a week.

[firstlvelatespring]

@maraswriting​ (continued)

She couldn’t help but jump to conclusions when it felt like things were going wrong. An argument that might have seemed minor to most people felt like the end of the world to Cass. Even as he apologized, she was waiting for the other shoe to drop, already firmly convinced that he was going to break up with her. “I don’t like when you yell,” she mumbled, looking up at him anxiously.

[bvrberryblues]

hi blueberry burberry blue i love u

fun fact, mara thought my url was blueberry blues for the longest time when i do in fact hate everything blueberry flavoured but also do be loving mara to the moon and back, you’re precious my dude <33 

[slowedreverb]

sage, i’ve gotten bored at the store, so here i am writing you a letter. i feel like you’re either laughing or rolling you eyes. perhaps both, haha. don’t think i just did this to fulfill my boredom, i did want to get some things off my chest. nothing bad, but i just don’t feel like i could actually speak on what’s about to come. i do like you sage. i know i’ve been confusing. i’m confused myself. sorry if that’s caused you any stress or anything (though i don’t know why would you waste you’re time stressing over me when you’ve surely got others interested)  i’m not quite sure how this confession’s come about, but i think it had to have happened eventually.  the reason i’ve been so hot and cold is because i guess i’m afraid? not that you’d hurt me or anything (though you’d have the power to do so) but because the last time i let someone in, i lost her. she passed away due to illness and if i’m being honest, i’ve never broken up with her. i didn’t want her to go away alone. i guess i just don’t know where i’m at with anything.  maybe you’ll understand, because i still don’t.  and if i’m being honest, when i try to move on from her i feel ... guilty?  i’ve lost where i’m going with this. 

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