#worldsalight

[shekindness-a]

it had been a few days since she had been able to visit with laurie.  vivianne dragged her along to visit her sick aunt in the next town and ella had been run ragged by the time they had returned. a mix of exhaustion and emotional sorrow had created the right mix to leave ella housebound for a couple of days upon their return. though it did warm her to know that she would return to see laurie once again. she did not have to rely on waiting for a letter, but she would once again get to see him in person. a thought that had kept her smiling throughout her trip.  

thumb brushes over the smooth rock in her hand, just before skipping it across the pond with a gleeful smile. ella’s question had been posed in order to tease laurie, to see a blush rise into his cheeks and get him to sputter a bit over his words. there must have been someone in europe who had caught his eye  (  not matter how much she might secretly wish they hadn’t.  )

@worldsalight​  :  if i were to kiss someone, it would be you.  ( x )

so his answer surprises her. blue eyes widening a bit as she turns to look at him, leaned against a nearby tree with an almost shy smile on his lips. it takes ella a moment to gather her thoughts, unsure of just how to react to such a sentiment.  ❝  you-you would?   ❞

[shekindness-a]

the days passed by like weeks,  each one growing longer and longer until ella could no longer tell if it had been mere days or months since she had bid laurie goodbye for the last time. his time in europe would be good for him, that much ella knew. his letters kept her company when nothing else would. just as sweet and kind as if they had been read to her in person like the many stories he would tell her in the woods. but she missed his presence, the warmth of his hand in hers when they could climb up the rocks and make their way down towards the river. ella missed laying under the stars at night, talking of all the things they would do together and what the future would hold for them. there was no other way to explain just how much she longed to have laurie at her side again, and to never let him go again.

@worldsalight​​   :   [ HUG ]  for your muse to draw mine in for a warm hug.

the sight of a carriage approaching the laurence estate next door had her cutting through the backyard before she could even think twice about leaving the laundry unattended. ella stood behind the oak tree they would spend most of their summer days under, allowing laurie the chance to ground his feet before she made her own presence known. once he had turned back to remove his things from the carriage, she caught his gaze and her smile immediately grew. ella had her arms wrapped tightly around him before she could utter another word, reveling in the warmth he brought once again, head tucked against his shoulder.  ❝  oh, laurie, i’m so happy you’ve returned.  ❞  she manages a laugh, despite the tears beginning to well in her eyes.  ❝  i missed you so much.  ❞

[isgull-moved]

        “busy?  ay, i don’t think i want to know what exactly you   mean by that.  si, adelante,”  she says as she pushes the door wide open for maria to come inside.  some might say that having all their friends living so close could be suffocating, but rosalia begged to differ, and she knew all the other puerto ricans would agree.  apart from being generally disliked by the americans having them in their spaces, the tenement she, luz, and anita had chosen was one of the few they could afford without having to work themselves to the bone.  not particularly fancy with units that could only comfortably fit less than ten people at a time, but livable.  it had to be enough for them until they won the lottery, if that was ever to happen.  “luz is still with manolo across the street.  also busy, i think.”  rosalia’s brow arches, the gesture a silent way of saying that their friend was probably busy in a sensual way than anything else.  “so you can help me with cooking our dinner tonight — and don’t worry, i’ll feed you, too.”

@worldsalight​​’s maria vasquez said : “bernardo and anita are busy,” maría explained plainly, tone flat to match the thoroughly unamused deadpan expression on her face. she had come downstairs to seek refuge with rosalia, knowing she could at least count on her to be receptive to her complaints about her older brother. “¿puedo entrar, por favor?” she asked hopefully, brows raised in near pleading. “the only bad part of getting out of work a bit early is that i am not expected home.”

[isgull-moved]

        a question that wasn’t looking for an answer, clearly.   he probably knew she wasn’t just going to leave it at that, though.  “oh, don’t look at me.  ice was the one running his mouth,”  she replies with a chuckle.  as always, his second in command wasn’t being serious — though she assumed the joke had earned a glare from riff before he’d turned to her, considering how ice was very obviously trying not to look their way at the moment.  graziella was used to the boys’ wolf whistling and playful flirting, even when some of the things they said were a little too bold, but she always was a little worried about what might happen should one of them step over a line.  if this was it  ( ice seemingly given the cold shoulder, ironically ), she was thankful there were no punches being thrown or anything of the sort.

at least she hoped there wouldn’t be.  “come on, don’t start gettin’ all pissy.  you know ice is just messin’ around.  he didn’t mean anything by it.”  graziella shifts closer and nudges him on the shoulder.  while she appreciated how much they’d grown to see her as one of them and not just as riff’s girlfriend — and tony’s ex-girlfriend, but she’d hate to come between any of the boys even as a joke.  “thought you wanted to enjoy the afternoon with me, hmm?”

@worldsalight​​’s riff lorton said : ❝  i’m not jealous,  who said i’m jealous?  ❞   /   meme : accepting !

[meetaguy]

“   can  you  feel  it ,   too ??   ” / from maría

He had been watching Riff and Graziella in one corner, trying to outdo Bernardo and his girl on the other side of the gym. Tony wasn’t much for dancing himself, but it had been important to Riff that he be here, so he had tidied himself up, put on his one and only suit, and showed up. He figured that it wouldn’t be likely to be violent, as the school was supposed to be neutral, and the cops would be there anyway. The only danger was that he might be bored, but so far it was quite the opposite. He laughed as his friend showed off, and clapped, turning around to see how the others were reacting—and then time stopped.

The most beautiful girl he had ever seen was standing on the other side of the room, and she was staring right at him. His feet moved before his mind could even register what he was doing, and he found himself walking towards her. The blast of the music and the din of people talking in the gym faded away, until she was all that was left. He didn’t realize that they had walked away from the rest of the crowd gathered in the gym, the seclusion of the bleachers blocking out the chaos around them.

He closed the distance between them in a few long strides, a smile forming on his lips. At her question, he nodded, brow furrowing. “I can, I…I felt—I knew something was going to happen today. Something that never happened before." For days he had felt it, but today especially he had just known. Exactly what would happen, he couldn’t have said. But now he knew that his instincts had been right. “You’re not pullin’ my leg?”

[meetaguy]

“   it’s  no  better  to  be  safe  than  sorry .   ” / from riff

The irony of Riff’s statement wasn’t lost on Tony as he stared at the gun he was holding. Safe. For the past few months, he had been avoiding him—at least when it came to hanging around with the Jets. He would often ask him to join them doing this or that, and each time, Tony had demurred. At least, he had done so faithfully until last night. He had obliged him when he asked him just to go to a dance at the school, perhaps as a show of force, even though there wasn’t going to be any fighting on neutral territory. And Tony had agreed, figuring that a dance was harmless.

He wanted to thank him, because he would never have met María otherwise. Nonetheless, the confrontation with Bernardo after he had caught the pair of them kissing had only added fuel to the fire that was engulfing the whole West Side. They may have had their reasons to fight separate and apart from him and María, but he wasn’t going to be anyone’s pawn. For his part, he wanted to stop this before somebody ended up getting killed.

“So that’s it, then? It doesn’t matter what happens, just so long as you’re saving face?” he demanded, walking to the edge of the scaffolding and taking a look out at the harbor. “You might not care about what happens to you, but I do. I don’t wanna bury my best friend.” He didn’t look at Riff, for fear of what he would see.

“I don’t have anything against Bernardo. I’m not going to fight him. And there ain’t no reason for you to fight him either. All our turf’s gonna be gone in a few months and that ain’t his fault.” he insisted, finally turning around to face his friend. “And then what? This doesn’t make any sense, Riff. Do you want to end up like me? Do you wanna go to jail? Only, they won’t let you out. I was lucky. But you fire that thing and there’s no going back.”

[venustrape-arch]

@worldsalight  |  meme

         ↪   ❝ do not tell them i told you! they swore me to secrecy!! ❞ ( to brooke from peyton! )

        the  evil  gremlin  in  her  brain  won’t  rest.  she  does  not  want  to  hurt  her  friend  anymore.  but  she’s  already  spent  so  long  wanting  some  kind  of  payback  that  it’s  hard  not  to  consider  how  much  of  a  betrayal  like  this  would  hurt  peyton  --------  absolutely  not.  it’s  sick  !  &  not  only  would  she  be  betraying  peyton,  she  would  be  putting  jake  &  jenny  in  an  awful  position.  nicki  is  a  psycho  &  honestly  ?  not  even  the  fun  kind.  jenny’s  better  off  with  jake.  &  it’s  time  she  &  peyton  started  building  some  trust  again.  “  it’s  okay,  p.  sawyer.  my  lips  are  sealed.  ”  however,  she  can  put  her  evil  genius  to  work  in  other  ways.  “  actually...  ”  she  whispers,  the  corner  of  her  mouth  lifting  as  she  leans  forward  on  the  table.  “  i  have  an  idea.  &  it  involves  a  certain  stalker  thinking  jake  &  jenny  are  in...  say,  seattle  ?  ”

[ttrgrl]

𝙲𝙷𝙾𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙴  𝙳𝙾𝙴  𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂  𝚂𝚄𝙱𝚃𝙻𝚈  𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺  𝚄𝙿  𝚃𝙾  𝙷𝙴𝚁  𝙶𝙾𝙻𝙳𝙴𝙽-𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙻𝙴𝙳  advisor  on  matters  of  the  heart  for  the  night,   and  considering  she’s  the  boy  in  question’s  most  recent  ex-girlfriend,   perhaps  that  was  not  such  a  bad  thing.   𝑖𝑓  𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦  𝑖𝑡  𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑛'𝑡  𝑠𝑜  𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒  𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙  𝑓𝑜𝑟  𝑡ℎ𝑒  𝑐𝑜𝑜𝑙  𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑐𝑘  𝑎𝑛𝑑  𝑡𝑢𝑡𝑜𝑟  𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙  𝑡𝑜  𝑏𝑒  ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔  𝑜𝑢𝑡  𝑖𝑛  𝑡ℎ𝑒  𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒  𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒.   ❛❛   it’s  just  complicated,   y’know?   lucas  is  my  best  friend,   always  has  been,   and  i  already  put  him  in  a  weird  enough  spot  with  this  whole  tutoring  nathan  thing.   still,   he’s  been  trying  to  be  cool  with  it,   and  if  i  act  on  this,   whatever  this  is   —   that’d  be  asking  for  a  whole  new  level  of  friendly  understanding,   and  i’m  just  not  sure  that’d  be  fair  on  him.   or  worth  the  risk.   ❜❜   she  lets  those  last  words  linger  in  the  midnight  air  as  they  walk  the  side  of  the  road  back  to  brooke’s  temporarily  out  of  gas  car,   betting  on  her  hunch  that  peyton  (  @worldsalight​  )  was  the  kind  to  read  between  the  lines  anyway.    yes,   she  liked  it,   hanging  out  with  nathan,   but  did  she  like  it  enough  to  put  her  friendship  with  luke  in  jeopardy?   haley  knew  the  logical  answer  to  that,   of  course  she  did,   and  yet  there  she  was,   still  making  it  a  topic  of  conversation.    and  what  scared  her  the  most  was  that,   for  the  first  time  in  her  life,   what  if  she  couldn’t  trust  her  instincts?   what  if  they  were  all  messed  up  and  blurry  ‘cause  she’d  fallen  victim  to  the  cliché  of  𝘁𝗵𝗲  𝗴𝗲𝗲𝗸  𝗰𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴  𝗼𝗻  𝘁𝗵𝗲  𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁  𝗯𝗮𝗱  𝗯𝗼𝘆?    again,   perhaps  getting  some   𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒  𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒  wasn’t  such  a  bad  idea.   ❛❛   do  you  think  it  is?   worth  the  risk?   ❜❜