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[ungraceds]

*/   𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧   𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫   for   m   .

three   drinks   in   and   swears   mind   is   toying   with   her   when   he   appears   through   the   threshold   ,   time   standing   still   while   stomach   bottoms   out   .   hasn't   seen   him   in   weeks   ,   nothing   but   radio   silence   on   the   other   end   of   the   phone   ever   since   their   night   together   ..   wonders   if   he   blocked   her   ,   or   if   she's   that   easy   to   ignore   .   knows   that   she   should   keep   her   distance   ,   watch   from   afar   maybe   ,   but   liquid   courage   is   already   one   step   ahead   and   before   she   can   stop   herself   ,   legs   are   carrying   her   across   the   room   .   "   hey   .   mind   if   i   --   "   without   further   explanation   ,   hand   is   encircling   his   wrist   and   she's   giving   it   a   tug   to   drag   him   outside   ,   "   am   i   ..   am   i   going   crazy   ,   or   are   you   avoiding   me   ?   "   spins   around   to   face   him   ,   sounding   breathless   while   anxiety   racks   through   her   system   ,   "   it's   just   ..   you   know   ,   we   haven't   spoken   since   ...   you   know   ,   and   i   miss   you   .   "

[pearlsnperfume]

“ you’ve got about five seconds to tell me whether i’m hallucinating . . . or if you actually thought showing up here was a good fucking idea ? “

[loredrops]

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silence in the cozy apartment was thick enough to chew on after the initial explosion of accusations. "he… he has a whole life with each of us." thoughts still calculating in her head as she quietly, looked at the planner they'd pieced together on the floor. "tuesdays and thursdays with me. wednesdays and sundays with you." she pointed at a circled date. "and this 'business trip' to cleveland? who was that with?" she hugged a cushion to her chest, feeling oddly vulnerable. "i was going to confront him with a baseball bat. but… this feels bigger than just yelling." she looked up, her expression shifting from heartbreak to calculation. "we could ruin him. properly."

[gcholdtrops]

@blckmcgicxx ♡ for a cheeky little starter.

     two digits is seen rubbing along the bridge of his nose in an almost tired manner, primarily because the femme had been pointing out what the news always put out about him. a single, successful guy who was seen as a cold player with focus only poured into his job. partly true but, the moment he had come to know her, things had so drastically changed for him.  " so you trust the journalists more than me ? "  brow quirks in a questioning manner, as eyes cast over on her.

[prophvtics-a]

"do you miss it?" vanity, he meant. being able to look into a mirror, to admire the curves and details of one's face, noticing new freckles and lines that developed as time marched on. the last version of himself that he could remember was one wrought with sickness, a plague that would have took his life if not for the vampire that had turned him all those decades before. his mother had cried for days over the sight of his gaunt, pale face, sometimes he wondered if she would have the same reaction if she could see him how, if she wasn't so soon buried after his miraculous recovery. "i used to think about paying someone to draw me, so i could see if i'd changed at all after all this time or... but i always decided against it. i don't know what good that knowledge would be. maybe it's better not knowing."

[blindspct]

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kiki didn't like letting people close to her kid and not for any reason other than the fact that she didn't want them getting hurt. her daughter meant a lot to her and the two were left behind the moment her ex found out she was pregnant so she was doing what she could to build a life for the two of them. tonight, she had to work later than she normally would and unfortunately, it didn't line up with her mom's schedule, which led her to asking the other female. it's not even that she didn't trust her to watch her. actually, it was the opposite. she knew her daughter loved her and she could even feel herself developing feelings but fear of getting left once again is what held her back. she came in from work and found the two of them in her daughter's bed, a small smile coming on her face as she watched the two of them. "hey," she finally spoke, "sorry it's so late..."

[orbicularia]

“ you came here to say goodbye? with him? that’s not fucking fair. “ 

[daringsunflowers]

Isaac blinked a couple times as he collected his thoughts before speaking. He liked to think he was a level headed man but this was pushing it. “No, not happening. I paid for my half of the trip just as you did. I am not sleeping on the floor.” He warned her. “if you are so against sharing the bed then you take the floor.” He told her tossing a pillow at her.