#truthlie

[floramoribl]

her wife missing :(

my YouTube -> https://youtube.com/@floramoribl?si=gUOkwUQr8F8Dyv_V (more active)

[w4rfared]

😭 : someone whose writing always hits you emotionally

POSITIVITY MEME ft. motley!

FUCKIN. @truthlie. sometimes I read things on the dash and just immediately have to set my laptop down and do a lap of my apartment. my GOD the talent alix possesses is UNREAL. AND YOU ARE ALSO A PART OF THIS BC 9 TIMES OUT OF 10 ITS A THREAD FOR YOU THAT MAKES ME TEAR UP.

[understill]

@easytovanish is out of breath, standing in her doorway, every word someone wants to hear tumbling out of his mouth. it's picture perfect, plucked straight out of a scene from any rom-com you could name. the skip of her heartbeat, butterflies fluttering as the words leave nino's lips.

but this is not a movie.

there is no script to follow, no second takes if they get it wrong. they were not written to fit perfectly like the last two puzzle pieces. there were secrets untold, parts of themselves held too deep for too long, ones that would come out when they least expect it. the future holds too much unpredictability. everything in her wants to slam the door and leave the questions unanswered.

- HE'S DIFFERENT.

amelie's never been one for believing in a happy ending, not for herself. no one in any of the multitude of stories told for centuries came with her particular brand of neuroticism and baggage, a unsettling blend of incessant need to go unnoticed contrasted with the quiet desire to be seen.

nino... he sees her. whether she's ready for him to or not.

and so, she does the only thing she can - SHE LEANS IN AND GOES FOR IT ANYWAY.

a response to "I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."

[mysteryprone]

“  I don’t think this is something we should discuss here.  ” @ cairo, from chess !

nightmare on elm street. / accepting.

       ❛ then where the fuck do you want to discuss it, huh? ❜ cairo stands tall in front of chess, hot anger practically rolling off of her in burning waves as she glares at her teammate. movements snappy and violent, she gestures around with one hand at the lockers surrounding them in the empty room, scowling. a sugary tone paints her words mockingly as she points to the door. ❛ would you prefer i do it in the gym where your girlfriend and the rest of the team can watch us? because i thought i was being polite bringing you in here to talk, but we can go back out there and fucking do that if you want. ❜   

       one hand on her hips, she lifts the other, shaking the bottle of pills clutched in one perfectly manicured hand in chess’ face. a knot of concern sits heavy in her chest at the sound of the pills hitting each other, and she holds the container tighter, the fire in her eyes masking the worry underneath.  ❛ care to explain why i found this on the floor next to your open bag today? you don’t have a reason to be on painkillers, so i want an explanation, chess. ❜ she can’t really think no one’s noticed how distracted she’s been, right?

[fevergrow]

@truthlie.   ;   for aaron!

             ‘  how  are  you  doin’  man  ?  ’                       despite  all  that  he’s  heard  has  happened,  either  over  text  or  in  person,  ledoux  tries  to  let  his  concern  show   JUST   enough.   with  a  quick,  firm  clap  on  the  shoulder,   he  takes  a  seat  next  to  aaron.   hopefully  the  fact  that  he’s   sopping  wet  won’t  deter  conversation   -   as  he  finished  his  practice  lap  in  the  pool   extra  fast   to  snag  a  chance  to  talk  with  him.     “   i  know  you  can  never  get  the  full  story  over  text,  but  like,  what  i  got  was  a  loooooot. “

[w4rfared]

so that's langdon. marco's not sure what he expected the man to look like - probably worse, given the way the others speak about him like he's some kind of dead man walking. he's a handsome guy. seems nice enough so far, anyway. lena's phrasing explains it best: the prodigal son returns.

well, he ought to rip this particular bandaid off. during a brief lull, marco makes his presence known by clearing his throat and pulling a chair over to langdon's station. " dr. langdon, i'm dr. moretti. marco. " this is every bit as awkward as he'd expected it to be. " i've been- " ( replacing you, replacing you, replacing you! ) " helping out, while you've been away. " marco pauses then, a sincerity filling his tone, " it's good to see you. i've been looking forward to meeting you. " [ starter call ft. @truthlie ]

[w4rfared]

it's going to be a hell of a day, though jesse dares not speak their suspicions out loud. they know better: no saying the q word, no suggesting that the shift might be anything other than run of the mill, lest they risk angering whatever higher power has forsaken this place.

but they've known since the moment they walked in this morning and saw dr. robinavitch on that stupid deathtrap of a motorcycle that something was going to be awful today, like some kind of omen leaving dread in its wake. they shudder at the thought. for all of their bracing for impact, they'd forgotten a key part of today - dr. langdon, in the flesh, returned to the er and looking miles better than the last time jesse had seen him.

" dr. langdon," jesse keeps their voice soft, their tone warm, " good to see you again. " [ starter call ft. @truthlie ]

[victoriousfidelity]

@truthlie said: "I want you here." prompts for touch-starved muses. | accepting.

"Not all that long ago," Sigyn starts, smiling faintly as his words register. "I think we'd both have been surprised to hear you say that."