#typeds

[floralege]

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[sinsoakedsaints]

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[floralege]

‘ i’m not sorry for myself or any part of me . ’ / the gg's

            it’s  only  natural  that  he  offers  this  sentiment  with  bloodied  knuckles,  a  consequence  of  how  they  gained  entry  into  the  bar   —–   old  history  with  the  bouncer,  she  assumed,  though  knowing  gio,  it  could’ve  been  on  pure  whim.  that  was  the  thing  about  him,  she  never  quite  knew  what  to  expect  …  and  whether  that  was  exhausting  or  endearing,  it  was  never  once  boring.  (  does  he  think  she  judges  him  ?  like  she  holds  any  merit  to  do  so.  )  she  just  wanted  to  take  him  on  a  night  out  in  her  world  for  once,  but  the  success  rate  for  that  isn’t  looking  too  hot.

the  lounge  is  sleek  and  moody,  everyone  seems  to  be  air  kissing  each  other  or  kissing  ass  in  general   —–   and  graciela  realizes  that  this  isn’t  her  scene  anymore.  these  people  had  connections  and  access,  but  would  they  protect  her  like  he  has  ?  would  they  make  her  laugh  ?  would  they  take  care  of  her  in  dark  corners  with  whispered  assurance  ?  a  smile  slowly  creeps  upon  her  lips  while  a  gentle  hand  curls  at  his  wrist.   ‘   i  don’t  want  you  to  be,  ’  she  murmurs,  huddling  closer  and  pressing  her  forehead  to  his  shoulder  with  reluctant  submission  ;  not  to  him,  exactly,  but  to  this.  ‘  weirdly  enough,  i  think  i  like  you  exactly  as  you  are.  ’

[marredmarvels]

✎ ... tony, tumblr user marredmarvels & sinsoakedsaints: i have starters saved in my drafts. but also i will never reply to u ever in ur whole life. rae, tumblr user typeds: ok :)

✎: any other reason; write it down

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[floralege]

‘ someday you’ll be glad i made this decision. ’ // christian & phoebe !

he  knows  better  than  to  expect  a  screaming  match  or  to  gain  any  sort  of  rise  from  phoebe  ;   to   exert  herself  on  behalf  of  another  simply  isn’t  in  her  nature.  she  watches  him,  though,  and  feels  a  shift  in  her  trust,  something  not  easily  won  by  the  intangible  creature.  whether  his  act  of  kindness  was  disguised  as  cruelty  or  vice  versa,  he  still  hurt  her  and  knew  exactly  what  he  was  doing.  

‘   because  everyone  loves  having  decisions  made  on  their  behalf,  right  ?  ’  her  cadence  is  cool  and  level,  void  of  the  purring  affection  she’d  lavished  upon  each  syllable  just  a  few  nights  prior.  that’s  how  quickly  the  tides  could  shift  between  them,  why  phoebe  refused  to  genuinely  let  christian  woodley  in.  

‘  you  can  go  now.  ’  there  is  no  suggestion  in  her  words,  simply  a  thinly  veiled  demand  punctuated  by  an  icy  stare.  ‘  and  don’t  come  back.  ’

[floralege]

‘ every time i look back, all the good stuff was with you. ’ // clara & lucy :]

it  takes  a  miraculous  amount  of  strength  not  to  immediately  react   —–   her  gaze  flickers  down  to  clara’s  lips,  the  temptation  fraying  her  nerves  and  short - circuiting  her  senses.  they  can’t  do  that  here,  where  intrusive  cameras  long  to  capture  every  facial  reaction  and  involuntary  response  during  the obligatory  reunion  show.  the  damn  contract  is  the  only  reason  lucy’s  even  here,  but  this  stolen  moment  with  the  only  person  who  made  this  experience  worth  a  damn,  safe  behind  closed  doors  while  the  audience  waits,  makes  her  realize  that  she  never  wants  to  go  this   long  without  her  again.

if  only  things  could  be  that  simple.

‘   yeah   —-   it  was  only  good  because  of  you.  ’  her  voice  is  soft,  broken,  and  the  feels  the  plaguing  sting  of  tears  threatening  hazel  hues.   she  lifts  her  head  slowly,  offering  a  strained  smile  that  does  little  to  console  either  party  of  their  current  standing.   ‘   …   ——-   but  now  you’ve  gotta  go  out  there  and  be  in   love  with  him,  right  ?  ’   that’s  how  the  show  goes  on.

[floralege]

‘ i’m not a solution to your problems. i’m another problem. ’ // gg's

a  ragged  sigh  pulls  from  her  chest,  emerald  hues  lifting  upwards  as  she  thought,  for  a  moment,  they  could  actually  enjoy  a  relatively  normal  day  out    —–   that’s  her  first  rookie  movie,  as  things  with  gio  are  never  liable  to  fall  under  the  blanket  of  normal  or  stable  in  any  sort  of  way.  (  which  is  usually  what  she  likes  most  about  him.  )

‘   all  the  times  you’ve  been  chased  after,  shot  at,  threatened,  provoked  to  start  a  fight  …  think  hard  on  who  the  common  denominator  was  during  all  of  those.  ’   a  grin  dimples  her  cheeks,  eyes  alight  as  she  gestures  to  her  svelte  frame,  ‘   ——  me  !  ’   it’s  a  proud  declaration  to  cause  just  as  much  chaos  &  strife  as  the  mob’s  biggest  wildcard.

‘  maybe  you  ought  to  consider  who’s  really  the  problem  here.  ’   a  pause,  ‘til  she  bounces  on  her  feet  and  shifts  to  face  him  head  on,  despite  his  towering  size,   ‘  or  accept  the  fact  that  we  both  fuckin’  are.  that’s  why  we’re  out  here,  no  ?  ’