#spoiledones

[sinistersick]

LOCATION: the farm WRITTEN FOR: @spoiledones MUSES: sebastian + mabel

Bash stood sheepishly against a banister at the entrance of the room, “  Um- I uh. I got no snacks here but um…I got pork chops.  I can make some?  ” A lack of pork wasn’t possible when he raised to butcher. 

[turnedpretties]

the old headlights reflected across the pastures as she heard the same familiar sound coming from the cobblestone driveway, a sound she had learned to completely drown out. but there they were, the same look that made her chest tighten, forgetting to breath all over again. ''i didn't think you'd actually come. we've never been good at goodbyes, after all.'' the silence that followed her words somehow hurt more than any words ever could, her fingers chipping at the old green paint of the barn doors. ''i told myself i wouldn't do this again, pretending we're just.. old friends catching up, i mean.'' she spoke the same way she always did when she got nervous. a breath soon followed, the kind that sounded like a laugh, just to mask the hurt that buried deep below. ''i heard you're back for good, too. or are you just back to stir up trouble again? we were always good at that, i guess. catching up was never the issue with us.'' / @spoiledones

[turnedpretties]

the snow had started falling again and it always woke something in derek he couldn't quite place. perhaps it was the human desire of wanting to be close to someone as the temperatures seemed to drop. he hadn't meant to text them, his fingers had simply slipped as he held the cellphone in his hand. before he could even comprehend what he had gotten himself in, his fingers were dialing the all too familiar number. it was like second nature, he knew their number by heart. even after all those years. his breath hitched in his throat as the clicking noise rang through his empty apartment. ''i'm probably the last person you want to hear from, but please. hear me out.'' a small laugh slipped out from underneath his breath, a shaken hand reaching out over the forming stubble on his cheeks. ''but, i'm in town. you can tell me to get a life, or disappear forever. tell me if this is a bad idea, but i miss you. i want to see you.'' / @spoiledones

[rosesonbreeze]

@spoiledones | Nathaniel and Jacqueline (set in the regency period but can be modern if you prefer! based on this prompt: you can only see color when you touch your soulmate for the first time)

"Soulmates. What a laugh." Except neither Jacqueline or Nathaniel were laughing, now that their fates were inexplicably linked. Because in their world, soulmates aren't a cliche. It's biological destiny, proven the very first time you meet. A painter, Jacqueline can finally see color. But at what cost? "I never should've shoved you." But they were fighting, as they often did; the golder boy and the girl of darkness. World's apart, except, apparently... Meant to be together. "What a mess."

[rosesonbreeze]

@spoiledones | Fariha and Elias (set in the regency era)

"I'm an idealist, I suppose." He readily admits, even with a clenched jaw and wayward eyes. "I imagined marriage would be about love." But he is not just a Prince, but heir to his father's throne. And Fariha is perfect, pedigreed... And far more prepared than he is for the proposal everyone wanted to see finalized, before they returned to the grand ball. "We barely know one another." She is stunning, terrifyingly bright, but a stranger. How could he wed a woman he did not know?