#southsidelover

[mcrozovas]

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐒  𝐎𝐍𝐄  𝐃𝐀𝐘  ,  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃  𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋  𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐊  𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅  𝐓𝐎  𝐈𝐓𝐒  𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐒  ,  the  grisha  ,  tired  spent  and  used  have  been  flogged  ,  mutilated  and  slaughtered  for  what  they  were  .  it’s  at  the  sight  of  another  lost  to  the  wars  of  another  man  ,  another  country  that  he’s  decided  this  is  the  time  to  rise  .  FOR  HE  IS  AS  PATIENT  as  he  is  coated  in  the  very  shadows  that  ripple  across  his  skin    .  he  turns  somewhat  ,  the  dim  gloomy  light  casting  darkness  of  it’s  own  across  her  features  and  offers  ,  not  a  smile  nor  frown  ,  but  the  look  of  pure  complacency  that  this  was  the  direction  he  was  going  to  take  .  ❛      we  cannot  live  like  this  forever  .  no  matter  what  they  say  -----  their  wars  do  not  belong  to  us  .        ❜  it  is  no  wonder  he’s  attempted  once  already  to  drown  them  wholly  into  the  darkness  .  

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[addictedtofiction03]

I miss the fucking Serpents. Give me my Serpents back.

[serpentsprincearchive]

The final chance she gave him seemed to be a much-needed wake-up call, he was not sure what urged him to change – the broken nose that Sweet Pea decided he needed or the shade of desperation he had seen on Toni’s face. He wasn’t sure what it was but now he was a different man, a better man who could compare to the naïve boy with dreams who once set his foot in the big city of New York. Now, he had a job and his loans were taken care of two months ago. Now, he was no longer useless and he could say that he took a meaningful part in Toni’s life. He had to make it up to her, she deserved it. And that’s what Christmas was for.

She was gone for two days, he didn’t understand why or where exactly, all he knew was that medical personal was needed and it was a good experience, so he urged her to go even though it means he had to be deprived of the only company he had. Loneliness was not something that scared him before, he welcomed it with opened arms and called it home before but now it was scaring. However, he managed to make himself busy. They weren’t festive, especially in the past few years Christmas was forgotten – they didn’t have enough time to celebrate. Yet, this year was different and he wanted to show her that this change was good. So while she was gone, he decorated the whole apartment and turned it into a place which looked as if it was visited by Santa himself and all of his little elves. He managed to find the perfect Christmas tree and even put a few presents under it. Was he proud of himself? Not exactly.He had many Christmas to make up for but this was still something. Something which he couldn’t give her before.

She was going to come back one day before Christmas Eve, so on that day, he took a day off. He made sure that their place was clean and neat before he started making lunch. A homemade meal was something she’d definitely enjoy. She was the only person he had left and he was not sure why he felt as if he was slowly falling for her. Was that even possible? Was his heart fooled by the fact that she was the only one who was going to be there? He wasn’t sure. He didn’t want to even think about it yet. The only thing that mattered was making sure that her dreams would come true and that he would no longer be a burden. When the lunch was ready, he sat on the couch, constantly checking the clock on his phone. He was growing impatient, eyes glued to the door as he waited for the arrival of Toni Topaz.

@southsidelover​

[prcsopamoved]

❛    i’ve  come  too  far  to  see  the  end  now  !      ❜

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[yourpaljughead]

for @southsidelover​ | season 4 “wicked little town“

Shaking, shaking, shaking.

His hands were trembling in anger, the metal rings he adorned his hands with clinking from the vibration, grasping the hatch door until it swung shut. WHAM — a ceremonial sealing of his biggest fears, of the things that kept him up at night when Betty was fast asleep in his arms, or the haunting dreams that plagued when he did manage to fall asleep.

He wasn’t good enough, never would be. Jughead Jone was merely clay to be moulded into the perfect boyfriend, perfect friend — perfect son. The only place he ever felt free to be reckless, angry, exuberant ? With the Serpents, with a best friend he hadn’t called in months and yet now, in the air of cold heartache, he called now.

            ❛ I’m all sewn up, ❜ he muttered to himself, the melancholy thick in his tone now that the anger had run its course. He sat on the cold metal of the hatch door looking out into the forest, thankful it was quiet and dark, that no one could see the anguish on his face.

He’d had this fight with Betty before, but never had words slipped from her mouth like they had tonight, never had something struck the chord of fear he so anxiously ran from — THIS DEAD END JUGHEAD.

[xoruzhiye]

@southsidelover  ❤  ’d !

𝐈𝐓  𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐒  𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒  𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍  𝐇𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒   ,  a  good  soldier  ,  the  loyal  friend  .  yes  ,  he  wants  to  be  all  of  those  things  ,  but  the  path  in  which  he  gets  there  is  a  long  one  ----  if  anyone  ,  he  hopes  she  would  understand  .  ❛  i’m  just  tired  of  trying  to  be  what  everyone  else  expects  me  to  be     ❜              

[theirlamentarchivedblog]

(  🍦 : robin : @southsidelover​ )

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The teenager usually wasn't much for affection but at that moment she just really needed to know that someone cared. Anyone. She’d long ago forgotten what just having a hug felt like. "I just want to be held for a little while." Robin's words were soft. "Just...everything hurts." She felt comfortable enough with the other to admit such a thing and that was saying a lot. Normally she didn’t trust anyone and with good reason. 

She wasn't going to come out and say it but it was another night where things had gotten a little too rough at home. Even if violence was a part of her everyday life it still didn't mean she ever really got used to it. Curling just a little closer into the warmth of the others embrace she finally allowed her tired eyes to close. She felt safe and that was also an unfamiliar feeling to her. 

[devoutconfidence]

@southsidelover didn’t ask for this but have it anyway.

Helena headed over to the house she thought Toni was staying in. It had been a while since they’d last talked, and she anted to check on Toni and make sure she was okay. They weren’t exactly friends, but Helena thought they were on good enough terms that checking on her well being wouldn’t be looked down upon. She reached out to knock on the door and waited to see if someone would answer.