𝐟𝐫𝐚𝚌𝚝𝚞𝘳𝘦𝘴

[theybleeds]

 a   private   indie blog .   the   blog   is   𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝   ,    𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥   and   a   𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚌𝚎   written   by   aleera / marie    .   she   +   her   ,   cet   .   currently   on   the   hunt   for   new   partners   to   write   with   . 

please   do   not   interact   with   this   blog   if   you   are   underneath   the   age   of   21   +   or   you   affiliate   yourself   with   harmful   content   ,   political   standings   or   manners   which   has   no   room   in   the   writers   world   .   i'm   not   willing   to   write   straight   out   smut   or   harmful   topics  , i do need context to be able to write . i am mostly eager to begin new ships and stories alongside new friends and writers , i am also willing to add people to discord after some time , other than that my dm's are always open !

𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗘𝗦 - 𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦 - 𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗡𝗦 - 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗣𝗢 - 𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗘𝗦

[signfromgod]

— ☆ gimme a plot where muse a and muse b have been broken up for a little while, but one day muse a asks to meet up and confesses that they never told their parents that they broke up and they need muse b to pretend they're still together and go to some family event with muse a. cue pretending to still be in love, arguing about why they broke up in the first place, fake kisses that turn hungry, all the yearning and pining, one of them still being in the love with the other !! the possibilities are endless

[ivygrcws]

his laugh - - oh, his laugh - - it's like a melody. the sweetest melody ari has ever heard. it wraps around his heart, bringing a bit of warmth to the ice his ex had left in his chest. chocolate hues trace over the curve of asher’s lips, his smile completely looping ari in and holding him captive. “yeah…yeah, it would help me sleep at night, actually,” he grins, gaze flickering up to asher’s eyes, “you came and rescued me from my own broken heart, so the least i can do is pay your bar tab.” there’s a shy look that writes itself on ari’s features as he drinks asher in and wonders what it’d be like to sketch him - - chiseled jaw, perfectly shaped lips - - and ari has to shake himself from his thoughts.

feet come to a halt and eyes catch on the glint of asher’s rings. “oh…i’m not going to be saving myself. you have far too much faith in me,” a hapless chuckle slips from his lips. the word ‘babe’ sends ari’s heartbeat into overdrive and the more asher speaks, the more pink ari’s cheeks turn. jaw falls agape, long lashes blink a few times ( still wet from his tears ), and he feels his legs grow weak. “pretty tears?” the words tumble out softly, as if in disbelief. he watches as asher turns around and continues walking as if he didn’t just make ari’s heart swell in his chest, as if he didn’t just tilt ari’s world on its axis. he clambers to keep up, a laugh escaping him, “yes, i do shots. but i must warn you in advance, i’m a sappy drunk.”

[theybleeds]

"  whatever  ,  i'll  tuck  you  in  at  night  .  "  he  replies  to  ari's  words  of  being  a  poor  drunk  .  would  it  be  all  that  bad  if  he  was  bad  drunk  ?  sure  ,  ari  had  just  gotten  his  heartbroken  ,  so  im  thinking  of  being  allowed  into  his  space  to  make  sure  he  got  safe  at  night  felt  very  selfish  .  however  ,  he'd  do  it  either  way  ,  he  was  after  all  the  one  who  was  bringing  ari  out  of  his  flunk  and  sorrowful  mind  .

it  didn't  take  long  to  find  an  empty  booth  in  the  brown  pub  .  it  was  after  all  only  two  pm  in  the  afternoon  and  most  people  were  still  amongst  the  living  .  hazel  orbs  found  ari's  as  he  came  over  with  two  mugs  of  beer  and  two  shots  ,  a  good  beginning  to  hopefully  a  good  day  .  placing  it  all  down  he  seated  himself  opposite  ari  ,  having  full  frontal  view  of  the  angelic  innocent  which  was  ari  .  "  alright  ,  so  ..  "  it  felt  a  little  awkward  ,  but  then  again  why  wouldn't  it  be  ?  he'd  brought  a  classmate  to  a  pub  in  the  middle  of  the  afternoon  due  to  witnessing  him  getting  dumped  .  "  want  to  talk  about  what  happened  ?  "  tilt  of  his  head  as  he  waited  for  ari  to  reply  and  honestly  ?  he  didn't  care  whatever  his  ex  did  to  him  ,  he  just  knew  that  he  didn't  like  to  see  ari  standing  there  doe  -  eyed  with  tears  streaking  his  cheeks  .  it  pulled  at  his  heart  strings  and  he  neither  liked  that  or  would  admit  he  was  more  eager  to  comfort  ari  than  to  mess  with  him  .  "  from  what  i  saw  that  idiot  jonas  decided  fuck  up  his  own  love  life  no  ?  "

[dcminions]

PHOEBE   TONKIN W   Magazine

[nihiillism]

closed started for @theybleeds based on this

“it’s khai, right?” raven sat at one end of the stuffy office, her head tilting as her eyes narrowed on the man across from her. the one who, up until now, hadn’t said a word. her manager doing all the talking, as usual. something about the situation escalating. the amount of disturbing fan mail from someone they thought they’d already gotten a restraining order against but apparently that had only applied to los angeles, not new york. and in new york, things with the courts moved slower. meanwhile the letters were getting more… detailed. that was the word the label chose to use. but she caught the flicker of fear anyway. the way her manager shifted in their seat. she hadn’t seen the letters herself, but it was enough to warrant a new security detail. a babysitter whose job was now to keep an eye on her 24/7. “you sure i need someone so buff? he looks like an action figure.” she sighs, already knowing there’s no point arguing against it. “where are you from, khai? and do you have a preference on where we go for lunch?”

[theybleeds]

his  contract  had  been  drawn  yesterday  and  already  today  he  was  to  start  guarding  raven  torres  .  he'd  never  been  much  into  music  ,  especially  the  genre  the  woman  before  him  wrote  .  she  was  much  smaller  than  him  and  with  his  height  he  towered  above  her  .  his  broad  shoulders  looked  massive  as  he  stood  with  his  arms  crossed  ,  watching  her  when  she  spoke  to  him  ⸻  only  for  her  to  turn  around  and  talk  to  her  agent  .  manners  was  something  he  valued  heavily  and  this  ?  this  wasn't  a  good  first  impression  towards  the  up  and  coming  singer  .

his  information  regarding  the  letters  and  individual  involved  wasn't  that  extensive  ,  but  he'd  seen  the  letters  and  they  were  alarming  enough  that  he  did  understand  why  she  needed  further  protection  .  as  her  attention  fell  back  on  him  again  ,  his  arms  fell  from  it's  demeaning  position  ,  standing  close  to  the  exit  .  "  i'm  on  duty  miss  torres  ,  you  eat  lunch  and  i  make  sure  no  one  walks  up  to  you  .  "  he  was  a  man  of  few  words  and  if  the  two  of  them  were  going  to  work  ,  he  wondered  how  she'd  speak  to  him  .  he  didn't  mind  getting  yelled  at  ,  but  pretending  he  was  anything  but  her  bodyguard  ?  he  couldn't  deal  with  .  he  was  after  all  ,  professional  through  and  through  . 

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[lauraharriers]

LAURA HARRIER ph. Melie Hirtz YSL at Paris Fashion Week, January 2025

[theybleeds]

closed   starter   for   ;   𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗼𝘀   𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗶   &   𝗹𝗮𝗹𝗲   𝘀𝗮𝘆𝗮𝗿    [ @femaleraqe ] . location   ;   𝗼𝘂𝘁𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲   𝗵𝗶𝘀   𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗱   𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲   .

ignorance  is  key  to  locking  ones  emotions  away  .  he'd  figured  that  a  long  time  ago  .  moving  from  his  childhood  neighbourhood  had  given  him  opportunities  he  never  dreamt  of  .  his  construction  firm  had  sky  rocketed  and  moving  from  town  to  town  to  establish  it  ?  a  sacrifice  he  didn't  mind  .  however  ,  the  call  about  his  parents  car  accident  still  ran  wild  in  his  mind  ,  often  drowned  out  by  denial  and  pretending  his  heart  didn't  ache  every  second  he  thought  of  the  truth  .

coming  back  home  had  made  him  pretend  they  were  on  vacation  ,  travelling  for  several  months  ,  wanting  him  to  sell  his  childhood  home  for  them  due  to  old  age  .  so  there  he  was  ,  looking  upon  the  porch  which  was  already  halfway  collapsing  .  he'd  began  working  on  the  inside  first  ,  but  even  the  exterior  needed  repairs  .  he'd  only  been  there  a  few  days  and  it  was  only  recently  the  lights  in  the  neighbour  house  had  flickered  alive  .  he'd  seen  her  a  few  times  ,  not  in  full  view  but  enough  to  know  she  was  there  .  this  time  however  ,  she  was  sitting  on  the  front  porch  .  "  is  that  you  lale  ?  "  he  knew  it  was  her  ,  but  he  needed  a  reason  to  talk  to  her  no  ?  last  time  they'd  spoke  ,  he'd  been  an  ass  .  like  he'd  been  all  of  their  years  growing  up  .  "  when  did  we  last  meet  ?  ten  years  ago  ?  "  plucking  off  his  work  gloves  he  stood  there  ,  full  smile  and  pretending  as  if  he  didnt  make  her  childhood  difficult  .  what  a  hypocrite  .

[kaceyrps]

SAVANNAH LEE SMITH on INSTAGRAM

[ivygrcws]

for a man who liked to remain invisible, ari had big feelings : sensitivities and emotions that he wore on his features. brown eyes are round and filled with a storm of sadness and confusion. and he felt humiliated to be crying - - to be falling apart in front of asher wright. asher wright who was so beautiful that it was distracting during class. the blush that's still ever-present on ari's cheeks creeps down his neck and towards his chest and he feels as if he might catch fire. it was one thing to be broken up with in public, it was another to have someone watch it unfold ( especially someone who looked like asher ). asher carried himself so effortlessly, so easily, while ari was always panicked and wound up. surely no one ever broke up with asher. surely he'd never get his heart shattered in front of watchful eyes. when his soothing voice breaks through the loud noise in ari's mind ( insecurities wrestling with one another to see which could win ), gaze flickers up to meet the other's. a weak smile curls onto his lips, "fuck him?" hearing it brings a spark of warmth to ari's chest. "i mean…maybe i wasn't good enough," words are whispered more to himself than to asher.

heartbeat fumbles and brows furrow. asher wright was asking ari to go get a drink? jaw falls slack as his brain clambers for words. "oh…really?" he's still in shock and that stubborn blush rushes back to his cheeks. "I mean…yeah, yeah. i definitely need one, too. it's on me though, yeah? i'll buy 'em since you came to my rescue." there's a soft laugh as he starts heading towards the exit of the building.

[theybleeds]

a  chuckle  escapes  the  tattoo  covered  musician  and  a  roll  of  his  hazel  orbs  follows  .  the  stuttering  of  ari's  words  is  cute  ,  he  knows  he  shouldn't  be  thinking  it  ,  but  the  innocent  streak  of  bartezzi  catches  him  off  guard  .  his  crimson  heart  aches  if  ever  so  out  of  normality  at  how  adorable  the  other  is  .  he  couldn't  understand  how  someone  wanted  to  break  up  with  someone  who  could  hand  them  the  world  if  asked  .  "  yeah  whatever  ,  if  it  makes  you  sleep  at  night  to  pay  for  my  bar  tab  i  don't  mind  .  "  there's  a  grin  upon  his  lips  at  this  point  ,  one  which  reaches  the  inner  depths  of  the  emotions  he  always  keep  locked  away  .  oh  how  he  wished  he  could  be  like  ari  ,  how  he  also  could  display  his  emotions  so  openly  instead  of  covering  them  with  cowardice  .

"  and  for  the  record  ⸻  "  he  stops  in  his  tracks  ,  having  ari  abruptly  stop  as  well  as  his  inked  finger  with  too  many  silver  rings  come  up  between  them  .  "  i  didn't  save  you  ,  you  are  going  to  save  yourself  babe  .  "  there's  a  wicked  grin  upon  his  lips  at  that  and  the  glint  in  his  hazel  orbs  sparkle  further  .  "  a  drink  ,  a  good  talk  ,  i  think  you  spilling  your  guts  out  to  me  about  jasper  (  he  knew  his  name  was  jackson  ,  he  just  didn't  want  to  acknowledge  the  fucker  )  and  me  drying  those  pretty  tears  of  yours  ,  is  needed  .  "  he  turned  then  ,  walking  further  out  of  their  shared  space  of  knowledge  .  the  closest  bar  he  could  find  was  across  the  street  and  in  hopes  of  ari  following  behind  him  ,  his  little  mind  of  how  to  make  ari's  ex  jealous  ,  kept  spinning  in  his  mind  .  "  you  do  shots  right  ?  "  he  calls  out  without  turning  .

[starwarsfilms]

MANNY JACINTO Vanity Fair | August 2025

[theybleeds]

closed   starter   for   ;   𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻   𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗴   &   𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀   𝘃𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗮 [ @retrcgrades ] . location   ;   𝗼𝘂𝘁𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲   𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀   𝘀𝘂𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗯𝗮𝗻   𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲

the  car  door  slams  shut  about  twenty  meters  away  from  the  small  suburban  house  .  carnelian  hues  scan  their  surroundings  with  little  care  and  walking  up  to  the  doorstep  ,  hands  are  fitted  gently  into  dress  pants  pockets  .  one  hand  breaks  free  from  their  confinements  as  the  rising  head  of  a  crime  organisation  knocks  upon  wood  .  his  nerves  aren't  on  edge  ,  his  mind  isn't  clouded  or  worried  .  he  hadn't  seen  ines  in  five  years  ,  hadn't  held  her  slender  fingers  in  his  own  calloused  ones  for  so  many  years  he'd  forgotten  the  sensation  of  touching  her  sun  kissed  skin  .  he'd  kept  tabs  of  her  ,  of  their  daughter  ⸻  but  he'd  respected  her  wishes  to  the  fullest  .  he  was  to  stay  away  ,  to  keep  his  distance  so  she  could  live  a  normal  life  and  give  their  daughter  what  she  believed  he  couldn't  be  a  part  of  .  that  still  hurt  ,  even  after  everything  ,  the  rejection  of  being  part  of  his  daughters  life  stung  .

as  the  door  opens  ,  blank  features  look  at  the  woman  he  hadn't  seen  for  so  long  .  just  as  beautiful  ,  hadn't  aged  a  day  .  "  ines  .  "  his  voice  carries  the  forever  enigmatic  behaviour  he  displayed  to  everyone  ,  yet  there's  a  flicker  in  his  carnelian  orbs  ,  screaming  to  reach  out  for  her  .  "  i'm  breaking  my  promise  here  -  but  you  are  in  danger  .  "

[theybleeds]

 i'm  in  desperate  need  for  more  writing  partners  ,  so  if  you  like  partners  who  bug  you  all  the  time  (  apologies  )  and  is  chronically  online  .  give  this  a  like  and  i'll  dm  you  ,  i  want  more  stories  and  muses  to  explore

[ivygrcws]

he keeps his head low throughout class ( per usual ), having always been one to slip through the cracks and go unnoticed. ari prefers it that way, prefers being ( seemingly ) invisible. admittedly, his mind isn’t present during class, it’s elsewhere. it’s on jackson. jackson, who continues to break ari’s heart like it’s a game. as soon as the professor dismisses class, ari breathes a sigh of relief - - he can go wallow in peace. but, as soon as he crosses the threshold into the hallway, ari’s face blanches and the wind gets knocked out of his chest. jackson is there waiting for him. lower lip trembles as his boyfriend becomes his ex-boyfriend in the blink of an eye. so casually cruel, jackson so effortlessly plunges a metaphorical knife into ari’s chest, causing his heart to bleed. he's blinking back tears when he hears someone approach, the voice instantly soothing him. gaze flickers up, eyes meeting asher’s and his heart skips. “i…” quickly wipes any tear stains from his cheeks, “god, this is embarrassing.” there’s a mirthless laugh and a blush that blooms across his cheeks. “i’ll be fine. he just…well, he ended things.”

[theybleeds]

hazel  orbs  watch  with  curiosity  as  his  classmate  wipes  at  the  tears  escaping  .  his  mind  races  a  million  miles  an  hour  at  the  confession  he's  presented  with  .  ari's  so  called  boyfriend  just  broke  up  with  him  ,  outside  a  college  course  ,  without  any  sentiment  for  the  man  he  stood  next  to  now  .  a  tilt  of  his  head  is  done  without  noticing  and  he  watches  him  with  curiosity  ,  uncertainty  and  eagerness  ⸻  a  mix  he  didn't  think  he'd  find  by  having  one  of  few  conversations  with  ari  bartezzi  .  he  should  say  something  ,  sooth  the  ache  which  had  began  to  settle  in  the  man  before  him  .  his  emotions  seemed  to  be  on  the  outside  of  his  body  ,  not  covered  in  ink  and  callouses  like  his  own  .  "  fuck  him  .  "  the  words  escape  his  lips  before  he  understands  what  he's  saying  ,  but  it's  the  truth  no  ?  he'd  rather  ari  didn't  care  about  the  douche  who  just  left  him  standing  alone  in  a  crowded  hallway  of  college  students  .

instead  of  hestating  or  thinking  ,  quick  steps  are  taken  .  "  fuck  him  and  his  brainless  decisions  ,  let's  go  grab  a  drink  .  "  he  was  single  too  now  ,  sebastian  had  dumped  him  too  and  perhaps  it  was  a  sign  ,  perhaps  it  even  was  an  opportunity  .  "  let's  go  bartezzi  ,  i  need  a  fucking  drink  .  "

[maidavika]

กัญญ์ณรัณ

[theybleeds]

what  about  a  plot  where  muse  a  and  muse  b  grew  up  as  next  door  neighbours  ?  muse  a  always  made  fun  of  muse  b  and  throughout  high  school  the  two  were  never  on  good  terms  as  muse  a  was  in  the  popular  bunch  and  muse  b  spent  more  time  as  a  bookworm  /  drama  interested  person  .  skip  ten  years  and  muse  a  returns  to  the  small  town  after  their  parents  passing  taking  over  the  house  next  door  .  muse  b  stayed  behind  and  became  successful  in  their  own  right  in  the  town  while  muse  b  has  returned  to  renovate  his  parents  house  so  they  can  sell  it  ..  however  ,  meeting  muse  b  again  makes  old  forgotten  emotions  resurface  and  the  two  once  more  go  head  to  head  ,  but  this  time  in  a  completely  different  way  than  before  . 

[relatiivity]

Emilio Sakraya [Instagram]