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@un---ruly
silenthalos:
“we’re a little more than just best friends, aren’t we? so why don’t you just admit it, why do you keep pushing me against dirty walls of nightclubs and silencing me with maddening kisses whenever i tell you i love you?” give me this or die
Zoë Kravitz as Rob in High Fidelity (2020) dir. Jesse Peretz
PSA ; REMINDER that sometimes people are slow at responding either in-character or out-of-character. it’s not because they don’t like you or because you’re accidentally pissing them off, but sometimes people can be tired and don’t want to reply / communicate or they are busy with other life things. even if you see them on the dash replying to other things or see them online on social media, sometimes people just want to answer other specific people and that’s okay. please don’t get upset when you see other people respond to other things, and please have some patience when it comes interactions in-character or out-of-character. thank you!
“You are both morning coffee and bedtime tea. You both rouse my tired mind and calm my anxious heart”
— Lauren Jessica (via wnq-writers)
̗̀ cara anne dixon ╱ scfthands .
cara should have known the dangers of being this close to him , in feeling his touch against her skin . she had never been good at walking away from him , never been one to gauge how much of him was enough . no , cara had always wanted to take as much of him as she could get . take and take and take until she had every inch of him , every single attainable piece and now was no different . the only thing that kept cara was closing the distance between them was the fear of expecting something more . the moment was cloaked with such tension , there was no telling what was real and what was just heightened by the drama . so instead , she nodded , her hand falling from his wrist thought she made no attempt to separate her head from his hand . she would not be the first to pull away , not this time and surely not ever again if she were given the chance .
there was no point in lying , no reason to mask the way she felt when it came to her internal thoughts . cara had never stopped loving charles . there hadn’t been a single second that passed that cara hadn’t been filled to the brim with love for him , even when it hurt her , even when it felt like she would drown in it , she still let herself become completely overtaken with it . he was her drug of choice and she would gladly overdose time and time again .
“ okay . ” fell from his lips mostly just to give charles reason to say something , fill the air with anything other than the unspoken words and buried emotions that always seemed to clog up the atmosphere whenever he and cara were in the same room the last couple of months . another reluctant surprise ; years ago , charles wouldn’t have ever thought there’d be a moment where he wouldn’t be attached to her somehow , where he’d be able to stand in the middle of a half crowded room and go out of his way to keep a solid ten feet of distance between them at all times . for the second time tonight , guilt lurched in his stomach . with a final idle brush of his thumb to her cheek , his hand fell away from her face to instead take hold of her hand and guided her from the kitchen to the staircase , taking the occasional opportunity to peer back at her like he still had to make sure she was still behind him .
the guest room wasn’t used as often as he had initially intended it to be , though that could have easily been just another simple justification as to why anyone would need a house so big . charles refused to think the house felt more empty because of cara’s absence . he stopped short of entering the room . “ i can get you some clothes to change into , and maybe .. do you want anything for the ─ ? ” a lame wave of his free hand was used in substitute of commenting on the bruise . “ i’ve got some aleve , at the very least . ”
ok but i need more professor/student plots in my life so here we go
an overambitious student who doesn’t accept anything less than 90% on their essays and exams and got a bad grade and is now determined to have their grade pulled up (and tbh the prof doesn’t give two shits so they mess with them for fun)
“we hooked up (maybe even multiple times) and today’s the first day of the new semester and it turns out you’re the lecturer and i’m your student”
gimme a narcissistic professor who basically LIVES off students’ attention and enjoys being everyone’s favorite prof and a disinterested student who like doesn’t laugh at their jokes and it drives the prof INSANE like how do you not find me funny??? and what’s even worse is that the student is actually really smart and they have to give them an a+ on the exam
another one where there’s a really bigheaded professor who was left a really bad evaluation/rating after always getting good ones from all students and the comments are actually pretty accurate and hit all their insecurities and now they need to find the prick who handed it in
an empathetic professor who feels bad for a student that tries their best but still won’t get good grades, so they offer to tutor them
“i added a random number on snapchat and we’ve been snapping faceless pictures back and forth for weeks (maybe even ~nsfw ones) and when you finally snap me a pic of your face i realize you’re the professor i hate”
a student that gets set up for a blind date by a friend and it turns out their blind date is the hot new prof they’ve been drooling over but ofc as soon as they see each other it’s super awkward bc they know they can’t DO this
“my friends dared me to hit on you when you suddenly showed up at our local student bar and i did it bc i was drunk off my ass but the next morning i realized you actually slipped me your number and now i’m c o n f u s e d??”
̗̀ cara anne dixon ╱ scfthands .
cara again winced at the soft pressure he applied to her cheeks , eyes closed tightly and air pushed through clenched teeth though she made no real attempt to recoil from his touch . despite the pain , it was the most welcoming of touches she had felt in sometime , no matter how small . despite how good it felt to hear those words fall from exceptionally appealing lips , cara wished he hasn’t said them . for three years she had waited for him to show a sliver of what they had once had , to prove that what they once had was still there under the surface somewhere . perhaps buried deep but still there and still willing to try .
hesitantly , the hand that wrapped around his wrist guided his hand in and down slightly ( no matter the throbbing it birthed in her skin ) so that her lips could kiss at the pad of his thumb , her eyes covered by a row of thick lashes before she was once more looking up at him . it may have been the wrong approach , it might have had him pulling away , opting to usher her instead to the guest bedroom where she good sleep off whatever misplaced audacity she had found harbored in her gut . “ i love you . ” she breathed though she offered no other sentiment , leaving it for him to decipher if he chose to .
it was sad to see her like this . cara had always been someone strong and unwavering in charles’ life , both physically and emotionally , and to see her as hardly anything more than residual fear was yet another heartbreak they both had to suffer through . he tried his best not to display the wariness over his face though , instead focusing on the feel of her face beneath delicate fingertips and the warmth of her kiss . dumb was a good word to describe charles and that was only further affirmed now . there hadn’t been very much he’d given up in his life , being too headstrong and spoiled to earnestly think himself anything less than capable of doing everything and anything he put his mind to , but it was becoming vaguely apparent letting go of cara had been one fatal flaw .
“ i love you . ” was echoed to her without a second thought . and there wasn’t ever going to be a moment where charles was going to take that back . he had so much love for the redhead in front of him , a deeply embedded respect and favoritism and adoration that wasn’t ever going to be absorbed by anyone else . despite their differences and the obvious gaps that they had in their relationship now , cara was always going to have a piece of him . however , taking the first step always proved to be the most difficult . with cowardice cloaked over his shoulders , charles let his thumb linger against her lips when he offered , “ c’mon , i can help you get to bed . ” for old time’s sake , at the very least .
̗̀ cara anne dixon ╱ scfthands .
he was her protector , he had been since they were sixteen years old and those years had passed with little said between the two of them , he still filled that role. he was then and always would be her safe hiding place. . the only place she could go where she knew nothing could hurt her , so long as charles was there , there was nothing that could cause her any true harm . sniffling back her sadness , cara nodded at his words , grateful in so many ways that he was still willing to shelter her from her problems and her pain . regardless of what happened between them , this much cara could count on . “ thank you .” she breathed , leaning into his touch the way she had before whenever his hand called out for her . for a moment , cara weighed the option of telling him the truth now or later and while she knew she should have opened up to him about the incident now she couldn’t , all she could do was get lost in his soft green gaze . a shade she had forgotten was her favorite until this moment .
a delicate hand came to wrap around his wrist as her laid angled to the right , her cheek flesh against his palm , the slightest of whimpers escaping her mouth as the pressure came into contact with fresh bruised flesh . “ i didn’t know where else to go . i got in my car and i just ended up here , you know ? ” words she hadn’t even realized she was speaking until they were already spoken . “ i thought of the safest place i could end up and i blinked and i was here . ”
maybe it was only going to be worse for them in the long run . maybe this all was going to further stir up hope that charles wasn’t sure he could live up to and maybe it would make everything that much harder for the both of them . maybe there were too many maybes to even bother entertaining because charles hadn’t ever been the best at multi-tasking , and his only priority now was her . in whatever context , to whatever extent she would allow him . his head gave a small shake in refusal but charles otherwise remained silent . no thanks were necessary for him . regardless of what all went between them and what their current status was , there wouldn’t ever be a moment where charles would be able to look at her wet eyes and turn her away . no part of charles would ever want to be able to do something like that .
he exhaled the smallest of laughs then , halfheartedly hopeful in easing some of the sadness from her facial expression as his other hand thumbed away at some of the tear tracks that set into her cheeks . “ sounds a lot like you teleported over here . ” the hand against her cheek idly skimmed his thumb against it , as if trying to test out how much the bruises could take before they had another wounded sound emitting from her lips . “ i’m glad that you did . ” and as if it at all needed to be said , charles added , “ you know i love you , right ? like , despite everything that has or will go on between us .. i’m always going to be here for you and you’re always gonna be welcome here . nothing’s ever going to change that . ”
̗̀ cara anne dixon ╱ scfthands .
part of her had to wonder if he hated her for coming here . if he loathed her for trying to make this his problem as well … lord knew it wasn’t . outside of his kid’s safety , this surely meant nothing to him . she surely meant nothing to him . for a split second , cara considered leaving , making a run for the door before she could embarrass herself any further , that thought , however , was wiped from the forefront of her mind the moment his arms were around her , the smell of his cologne filling her lungs… and apparent trigger . luckily , her sobs were muffled by the fabric of his shirt , her small frame shaking in his grasp as cara felt the mortification wash over her . she had been stupid to put herself in this position , to put her children in this position . what if they had been home ? what if he had turned his anger on them ? the thought had cara shaking even more in his arms , her sobs near violent as she struggled to breathe , on the verge of complete hyperventilation .
“ i - ” she attempted to speak into his chest but the words were lost on the tip of her tongue before she could mutter them , her brain straining itself for an explanation , an excuse . . it came up empty , the throbbing of her lower lip the only real thing she could focus on aside from the warmth his forearms etched into her lower back . “ i can’t go back there . ” more of a plea than anything else as she pulled her head from his chest to finally look up at him , her gaze begging that he harbor her if only for this night . “ i can’t charles , i can’t . ” spoken over and over through a sob like a mantra , like if she stopped saying it she would somehow be teleported back .
feeling her sob against his chest immediately threw him back to one of their first meetings , when she was his sole universe and he couldn’t have imagined a day without her ─ nevermind a whole life . it was instinct for charles to only hold on to her tighter , pressing all ten fingertips into her back as if that alone would somehow keep her from falling apart . most of the time it felt like their time was spent the other way around , with cara trying to piece together the fragments of him and assure that despite current obstacles or dips , they were always going to be okay . “ you don’t have to , okay ? you don’t ever have to go back if you really don’t want to . ” who the fuck was he to even think about leaving her out on her own now ? despite the way things had ended between them and the vacancy that seemed to find home between them after the divorce , cara was still one of his favorite people and he couldn’t have left her high and dry even if he had been foolish enough to want to .
charles had to create some space between them then , loosening his grip in slow increments before ultimately letting go of her entirely to instead place his hands on either of her shoulders . that lasted for all of five seconds before , again , he found himself cradling her face between his palms . charles’ tone remained soft overall , precautionary as if speaking a notch louder would somehow scare her off . “ you can stay here as long as you want . this is still your house too , you know ? and there’s no way i’m going to force you to go back if you don’t want to . you don’t even have to tell me why you don’t want to go back . ” it truly wasn’t any of his business to begin with , so if it was a secret she wanted to keep up her sleeve then that was her decision alone . absentmindedly , one of his hands shifted to tangle loose fingers into her hair .
̗̀ cara anne dixon ╱ scfthands .
it was a miracle she hadn’t begun crying the moment she laid eyes on him , an even bigger miracle she hadn’t fallen into him like she had so many times before . despite their mess of a divorce and their currently strained relationship , charles had always been the safest aspect of cara’s life . even when it was he who caused her so much pain , it was also he who had the power to remedy whatever sadness managed to seep into her bones . now was no exception . easily, she allowed him to survey her, her head tipping in whichever direction his tender grip suggested . her stomach was in knots , a mix of shame and desperation , a feeling she was sure was impossible to achieve in anyones company other than charles’ .
the room he led her to was foreign despite the familiarity it should have held . where there had once been picture of the two of them no only held emptiness . the walls even now bore a different shade , something cara hadn’t known he had done . it felt as though he had gone out of his way to erase her presence from the very foundation of a home the had once shared together . while she couldn’t say she was shocked , it still felt like a slap to the face . “ he uhm… ” she began but couldn’t bring herself to finish the sentence , couldn’t bring herself to admit it out loud . if cara were to say it it would become fact , there would be no turning back . instead , she pressed her back into the counter , eyes watering and lip quivering as she pulled her hazel gaze from him , unable to speak .
charles knew better than to think this all an act . despite the theatrics cara sometimes liked to pull , he knew this was anything but that and where he would have usually bled himself dry with threats of murder and biased incarceration , it simply wasn’t his place anymore . all he felt liable to offer her now was a rummaging through the freezer for an ice pack and a cloudy gaze of his own when she proved unable to finish her sentence . “ it’s okay . ” reassurance came in the form of a small smile , hand lifting the ice pack to her lip despite his initial thought to only offer it for her to take . charles refused to think the worst of it . because doing so would have him in the middle of a conversation he didn’t want to hav while his kids were asleep upstairs , and doing so would air out too many questions about their safety and cara’s own and the blurred lines he would have to overstep in order to make sure they , first and foremost , remained safe . he couldn’t think the worst because doing so would result in a downward spiral of guilt that would leave himself the center of his attention when the only person who should be was the redhead in front of him . “ you don’t have to explain . ” she didn’t owe him any explanations now . “ you’re safe now , okay ? and if you want me to drink you back in a couple hours when you feel .. i dunno , up to par to go home or whatever , then i can do that . ” the offer had to be there , at least . if he didn’t at least manage that then the assumed elephant in the room would only grow bigger and charles didn’t want that . “ or you could spend the night here . ” in the guest room , of course , though that was a fact he was certain didn’t have to be verbalized . another glance over her figure with green eyes had charles acting without resolve again , this time nipping at the inside of his lower lip before engulfing her in a hug .
- ̗̀ cara anne dixon ╱ scfthands .
@dirutums
it hadn’t been expected . one minute she was cooking dinner and the next she found herself on the floor , head sore from the contact it made with the linoleum and lip bleeding from where the back of his hand made contact with her face . prior to that moment , josh had been an upstanding guy , sure , he had his moments and from time to time his temper flared and more often then not cara found herself on the opposite end of a too loud fight but she had never in her life expected him to become physically violent with her . . not when only three weeks ago he had asked her to become his bride . in retrospect , maybe cara should have known better , maybe she should have seen the signs for what they were . that was hard , though , when she found herself falling in love .
when she had arrived at his home , she couldn’t be sure . the redhead had ran to her car and drove to the first place her mind could think of , a place where she would feel safe . cara watched from her car a moment , watched as a man she once called her husband strode across the front room window , the kids surely asleep at this hour . for a moment , she considered leaving , driving as far as she could until her car inevitably ran out of gas . but in this moment , her body ached for a strong , safe embrace . all but begged for murmured promises of protection and a better tomorrow . it was the ghost of his whisper in her ear that had her exiting her car and making her way up the sidewalk , a shaken fist knocking at the wood of his front door as she awaited his appearance .
the day had been long , but most felt as much lately . a blur of pre-planned weekends and compromising on vacation times weren’t exactly things a younger version of himself had thought his future would entail . even if it was his fault they had . the time of night where the kids were sound asleep proved to be the closest he could have to solace lately . where his head wasn’t so loud and he could sit on the living room couch and blank out from responsibility , the echoing voice of his mother in the back of his head , the reality of waking up after only five hours of sleep and having to do it all over again . there just didn’t feel like there was enough time in the days anymore and charles could have thought he’d dreamt the knock on the door had he not caught glimpse of car headlights minutes prior .
opening up the front door to see her face was a surprise all on its own , the state in which she arrived was a different punch to the gut entirely . he blinked twice . “ shit . what happened to you ? ” and where there could have maybe been anger for impeding on his weekend with the children or mild annoyance for swinging by at such an odd hour , now there was only concern . charles’ head seemed to lack the usual air of hesitance that it had succumb to the last couple of years , making it so his hands didn’t think twice about laying flat to either of her cheeks and using gentle force to tip her head from side to side , letting the dim entrance lighting illuminate her bruising skin . the skin between his brows was creased with unadulterated aggravation , hands dropping from her face only to wrap delicate fingers around her wrist and escort her back towards the kitchen . “ where the hell were you that this could happen ? where was josh ? ”
give me a unrequited love between best friends plot based off 102 by the 1975
give me muse a blushing and feeling their stomach roll with butterflies when muse b jokes that they may as well be dating because of how close they are. give me muse a giving muse b a cuddle while they sob over a girl/boy who broke their heart. oh gOD give me muse a sitting with a forced smile while muse b talks about how they’ve just met the love of their life. give me muse a texting muse b advice on how to tell their new partner they’re in love with them. give me muse a doing everything they can to make sure muse b has everything they need. give me muse a feeling like their heart is shattering in their chest while they listen to muse b tell them all the things they love about their new partner - but actually loving how happy muse b looks when they talk about their partner. muse a silently suffering but low key loving seeing their best friend so happy???
gIVE ME ALL OF THE UNREQUITED LOVE PLOTS
just for my taste (●♡∀♡)
*is on the verge of tears and can’t imagine a future beyond 10 minutes*
*smokes weed*
*smiling* “wow my future is just so bright i have so many possibilities and experiences to come”
that boy bleeds like it’s the only thing he knows how to do. he bleeds like yesterday was just a dream and tomorrow has been cancelled. that boy bleeds so red roses wilt in shame and all fires turn cold. and the sun, the moon, the stars; the roses, the fires, the yesterdays and tomorrows— they’re all watching him, too. ‘ why? ’ they plead, confused; sorrowful. ‘ for what reason do you choose to bleed? ’ —and the bloody boy smiles.
for you, my dear; for you | m.a.w (via pyritc)
