#noteasilyswayed

[samenkomen]

buck    is    a    simple    man.          a   workaholic.           you    could    almost    always    find    him   in    his    shop    or    personal    garage    working    on   something.           not    feeling    complete    without    the   smell    of    oil        &        gasoline    in    his    nostrils    or    the    weight    of    a    tool    in    his    hand.           &      this    is    where    alana    finds    him    that    evening.            of    course    he    didn’t    neglect    her       ,        but   she   gracefully    dealt    with    his    love    of    vehicles.              knowing    that      he    had    a    client    who’d    brought    in    his    own    body    sketch        &        wanted    buck    to    create    his    vision.           having    created    cutouts   of    the    body         ,          he  now    worked    on    customizing   the    frame    so    that    it    would    fit    the    design   perfectly.         he’s    working    intently   as    she     walks    in        ,         but    stops    upon    looking    up       &      seeing    her.             smiling    softly    as    he    knelt    there       &        eventually    stood    to    full    height.               “hey.”           he    spoke.          pulling    her    in    for    a    hug        &         allowing    himself    a    moment    to    smell    her    hair.            “you    uh        ,         you    didn’t    have    to    bring    me   anything.”            he    kisses    the    top    of    her    head   before    reluctantly    letting    go.             “&    yo   we    can    blow    this   joint    if    you    want.          i    just    wanted    to    get    a    head    start    on    this   bullshit.”            he    tells    her.            gesturing    to    the   back    door    that    lead    up    out    to    his    apartment.            hands    slipping    into    overall    pockets.  

@noteasilyswayed​   !                     /  /                      PLOTTED    STARTER

[lorelaithesecondarchive]

@noteasilyswayed​ sent:  ❛❛ Are you telling me you don’t put marshmallows in your hot chocolate? ❜❜ 👀🎄

“well,  no.  but here’s the thing  ---  ”   instead of speaking,  she simply retrieves a can of whipped cream and proceeds to top the beverage with what most would consider an absurd amount,  finally setting the can down and gesturing excitedly at the monstrosity she’s created.   “marshmallows are boring!”

christmas sentences   |   accepting!

[insectwine]

                “ don’t be so vanilla, would a little anger kill ya ? ”

( @noteasilyswayed​ gets a haunting ! )

[avocadefense-a]

“wait - !” has foggy been running after this mystery woman for the last six blocks? yes. has he caught up? nope. he’s pretty sure if he keeps running, his lungs are going to rip apart in his chest. he doubles over, wheezing, with his hands on his knees. god, he needs to hit the gym. “you - you dropped your purse.”

@noteasilyswayed // liked for a starter!

[a-velvetipped]

    ‘  i’m afraid we don’t sell that  EXPENSIVE  wine here.  we’ve got  the house  shit.  you know the stuff,  love.  you only need one glass and you’ll be on the floor. ‘ 

@noteasilyswayed / starter call. 

[eatrude]

@noteasilyswayed / sc.  ↳ dancing on broken glass  /  poets of the fall

“ The best of intentions will not see the road paved -- the end of illusions, who could ever be saved? "  He runs the pad of his thumb over the ridge and rise of every stitch -- the reverence easily mistaken for mourning.

[materialwoman]

                                     *     ♡     ⤻      call.   ﹠   @noteasilyswayed .

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫  𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞  𝐡𝐚𝐝  𝐢𝐭𝐬  𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐥  --  𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐬𝐚𝐰  𝐢𝐭  𝐧𝐨𝐰 ,  𝐬𝐨  𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫  𝐭𝐨  𝐬𝐞𝐞 .  there was a reason behind all of those songs about afternoons under the sun :  and only there ,  in one of those islands so heavenly one could feel unworthy ,  she understands .  only there ,  𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒍 ,  did tammy realize how desperately she needed some time off .  it was enough to spend the days simply being there ;  at one point she gets a call from the kids ,  but the rest of the day is up for the taking .  and tammy allows kalokairi’s activies to take over completely .  𝐢𝐭’𝐬  𝟑:𝟐𝟑𝐩𝐦  -----  𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐚𝐭  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥’𝐬  𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐝 .  there’s plenty of people around ,  swaying from side to side and fixing things around ,  but tamasin finds herself alone .  

                  ❝    hey ,  ahnn--  hi  there !    i  hope  i’m  not  bothering .   ❞   as politely as possible ,  she approaches a stranger whose table was practically untouched as well .  it’s not the first time tammy spots the woman ,  almost sure her room is just a few doors away from her own ,  but it’s for sure the first time they have a chance to talk .      ❝      do  you --  know  what  tonight’s  party’s  all  about ?  everyone  seems  to  be  helping  with  it ,  but --  i  guess  i’m  just  a  little  lost !    ❞ 

[truthpiety-blog]

❛  are you sure you are not gifted with the lasso of hestia as well    ––– –    ?    i find you easy to talk to.  it’s comforting.  ❜     /     @noteasilyswayed .