bridge over troubled water

sabina  can  smell  a  lie  from  a  mile  away,  every  emotion  written  all  over  layla’s  face.  her  hand  stalls  on  the  counter,  half  caging  layla  in  as  sabina  stares  at  her  with  a  blank  expression.  “you’re  a  terrible  liar.  i  don’t  even  know  you  yet  i  can  tell.”  she  grins,  giving  layla  a  scrunch  of  the  nose.  “imagine  how  others  may  be  able  to  see  it  if  they  know  you…the  horrors…”  

gianna couldn't believe she didn't think of that answer herself as a hopeless romantic, it wasn't rocket science after all like she thought it was. maybe she was looking too much into it when she researched it on google, the answer was so simple albeit a little cliche, but it didn't matter. "you think so?" she asked with a smile. "i guess that makes sense, he was the new guy at the daily planet after all." she agreed. "sorry about the stupid question, i just wanted to talk to you instead of continuously ignoring you on accident like i have been all these years."

natalia’s  face  softened  at  gianna’s  admission  to  wanting  to  talk  to  her.  it  was  a  strange  statement  considering  the  brit  believed  no  one  really  wanted  to  talk  to  her.  she  had  noticed  that  gianna  didn’t  necessarily  speak  to  her  over  the  past  few  years,  but  a  smile  crept  up  on  her  lips  nonetheless.  “oh?”  natalia  awkwardly  cleared  her  throat,  rubbing  the  back  of  her  neck  with  a  soft  sigh.  “well…i  admit,  i  didn’t  know  you  were…accidentally  ignoring  me  but  hi?”  she  awkwardly  extended  a  hand.  “i’m  natalia.”  

natalia  readjusted,  sitting  up  in  bed.  she  leans  back  on  her  elbows,  watching  fee  and  lacy,  the  sight  too  precious  that  she  couldn’t  contain  her  smile.  “i  can  smell  the  lies  on  you,  fee  fee.”  natalia  grinned,  leaning  closer  to  fee  to  press  her  forehead  against  her  friend’s  shoulder.  she  takes  a  big  whiff,  exhaling  with  a  sigh.  “pee-yew!”  the  brit  jested,  giving  fee  a  nudge  with  her  forehead.  “what’s  wrong,  love?”  

he shouldn't be looking - it's a terrible, terrible idea. but he's never been very good at denying himself when it comes to sabina castillo, and so his eyes go directly to her table when he finally walks in. he'd spotted her outside the window, the same way he always knew when she was near; some kind of sixth sense or premonition. his heart does that same little rapidly paced bump, and his stomach does that familiar little swoop; all of him attuned to her presence at once. his eyes drop minutely to the floor, earbuds in his ears, backpack slung over one shoulder, motorcycle helmet in his hand. he thinks briefly about walking out, julia wolf belting in his ears and shadowing his own heartbreak. he thinks about it. but then he's crossing the threshold of the cafe doors, and he's staring so hard she can probably feel it, his feet taking him towards her table, one hand raising to grab a single earbud from his ear. "can i buy you another?" he points to the cool coffee sitting next to her, thinks back to her saying once that she usually survived off of school coffee but secretly hated it. river thinks then that he'd buy her however many coffees she wanted if she'd just stay and speak with him for awhile. he doesn't sit his things down, and he knows he's staring down the barrel of the gun of her decision. for some reason, every moment they've ever shared has felt monumental to him in some form of fashion. this is no different. reaching into his pocket, he plucks a single paper mache crane out of it, sits it on the table in front of her like an offering. it's unexpected, unique, and something beautiful for her to carry - if she wants it. "for you," nodding to it, he swallows nervously and continues. "i made it last class." @delicatewhims

the  sudden  sound  of  his  voice  is  enough  to  send  sabina  into  a  panic.  her  fingers  tense  against  her  keyboard,  the  one  airpod  in  her  other  ear  nearly  falling  out  from  the  recoil.  she  decided  on  hozier  for  her  study  music,  her  usual  artist,  one  that  she  shared  her  love  for  in  tremendous  detail  with  river.  the  lyricism,  the  comparison  to  the  lands  and  seas,  everything  about  hozier  seemed  to  speak  to  sabina  in  ways  no  one  could  quite  understand.  with  every  ounce  of  courage  left  inside  of  her,  sabina  lifts  her  head,  eyes  locking  with  river.  her  lips  part  to  speak  but  a  dreadful  silence  takes  up  space  instead.  her  fingers  twitch,  pausing  her  music  as  they  present  a  paper  crane.  “river?”  she  asks,  though  it’s  no  surprise.  they  pass  by  one  another  consistently,  but  it  had  been  a  few  weeks  since  their  last  encounter. sabina  could  still  smell  the  fresh  scent  of  their  perfume  on  his  skin,  wondering  if  he  went  to  a  subtle  or  vibrant  scent  this  time  around.  her  nose  twitched  as  she  thinks,  having  no  time  to  form  a  proper  sentence  as  river  continues  to  speak.  she’s  thankful,  cheeks  burning  to  a  crisp  at  her  lack  of  ability  to  simply  speak.   “oh,”  sabina  says  as  the  crane  lands  perfectly  in  front  of  her,  the  corners  of  her  mouth  twitching  upward.  “you…no,  you  don’t  need  to  buy  me  another  coffee.”  sabina  looked  back  at  river.  “were…were  you  leaving?  i  didn’t  even  see  you  come  in.”  

for who: closed for @delicatewhims (natalia)

natalia  stares  at  elijah’s  hands,  her  bottom  lip  forming  into  the  faintest  of  frowns.  the  ice  taunts  her,  reminds  her  of  the  lack  of  skills  and  experience  she  didn’t  own.  posess.  she  was  nothing  but  a  girl  from  london,  trapped  in  her  mind  and  desperately  trying  to  balance  on  the  skates.  “eli…”  she  sighs,  scared  to  make  any  sudden  movements.  but,  something  in  the  back  of  her  mind  tells  natalia  to  trust  him.  he  wouldn’t  let  her  fall,  especially  after  their  conversation  at  the  party.  “fine.”  she  sighs,  carefully  slipping  her  hands  into  elijah’s  but  her  feet  remain  planted.  “am  i  moving?  am  i  doing  it?”  

for who: closed for @delicatewhims (anyone)

sabina’s  fingers  curl  tighter  around  her  cup  of  coffee,  a  wide  smile  on  her  face  at  dani’s  words.  she  absolutely  despised  the  coffee  that  the  school  offered,  but  she  couldn’t  afford  to  go  to  the  cafe  every  single  day.  shitty,  mixed  watered  down  beans  it  was  for  sabina  castillo.  “the  cafe  is  good  but  i  can  survive  off  of  this.”  she  lifts  her  cup  up  in  a  cheers  style.  “the  trick?  four  packs  of  sugar  and  a  shit  ton  of  coffee  creamer.  the  little  creamers,  obviously.”  

closed starter for shane & sabina ( @delicatewhims )

sabina  freezes  as  shane  approaches  her,  eyes  widening  a  bit  as  he  spills  his  guts  regarding  a…tik  tok  trend.  “excuse  me?”  she  asks,  a  bit  biting.  sabina  shrugs  it  off  her  shoulders,  crossing  her  arms  over  her  chest  as  she  stares  up  at  him.  “what…what  tik  tok  trend?  and  who  cares  if  the  guys  make  fun  of  you…whoever  the  guys  are.  wait,  who  are  you?”  

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫  :  @delicatewhims  (  𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒂  ) 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧  :  campus coffee shop.

the  faint  sound  of  the  person  in  front  of  her  ordering  a  large  iced  latte  had  convinced  natalia  to  do  the  same.  her  head  ached  as  she  waited  in  line,  stress  from  school  and  the  lingering  of  a  hangover  infiltrated  her  mind.  natalia’s  turn  is  next,  but  the  person  in  front  of  her  causes  her  to  stumble  back  a  bit.  she  gasps,  stabling  herself  before  looking  up  to  see  tanner.  a  smile  pulls  at  her  lips,  wide  and  bright,  shocked  to  run  into  tanner  so  soon.  “tanner!”  she  exclaims,  cheeks  burning  with  a  quiet  desperation.  “yes,  yes,  hi.  i…i  wasn’t  expecting  to  run  into  you  so  soon…literally  and  figuratively.”  she  grins  before  the  person  behind  her  clears  their  throat,  indicating  her  time  to  move.  “hold  on,”  she  whispered  to  tanner  before  slipping  past  him,  ordering  a  large  vanilla  latte  with  oat  milk.  she’s  quick  with  her  order,  anxious  to  disturb  the  person  behind  her,  moving  out  of  the  way  to  return  back  to  tanner.  “how…how  are  you?”  

closed starter for alex & sabina ( @delicatewhims )

“i  was  wondering  where  you  were!”  she  beams  over  the  line,  leaning  back  in  her  usual  seat  at  the  local  coffee  shop.  “god,  i  was  actually  worried,  you  know.  i’ve  never  seen  you  miss  class,  you  studious  little  man.”  she  grins  as  she  runs  a  hand  through  her  hair,  arching  a  brow  as  he  mentioned  sleeping  through  his  alarm.  “i’ve  got  notes,  but  it’s  gonna  cost  you…”  she  grins,  bringing  her  phone  closer  to  her  ear  to  whisper.  “why’d  you  sleep  through  your  alarm,  hm?  hot  date  between  the  sheets?”  

𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿     ,      𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗍𝗈     :     @delicatewhims , layla & open ! pending.

“uhm…”  sabina  stares  at  the  individual  in  front  of  her,  eyebrows  scrunched  in  confusion.  she  glances  behind  layla’s  back,  desperate  to  grab  ahold  of  a  few  sugars  to  add  to  her  coffee.  “i  asked  if  you  could  move  over?  i  need  sugar  for  my  coffee.  they  made  it  too  strong,  go  figure.”  sabina  grins.  “are…you  okay?”  

closed starter for sammy & natalia ( @delicatewhims )

natalia  nearly  jumped  out  of  her  skin  as  she  heard  a  familiar  voice  behind  her.  she  spins  around,  eyes  widening  at  the  sight  of  sammy.  natalia  takes  a  moment  to  look  over  her  shoulder,  double  checking  that  sammy  was,  in  fact,  talking  to  natalia.  “me?”  she  asks  before  sammy  brings  up  her  anxiety-induced  attitude.  a  soft  smile  falls  on  her  lips  as  she  speaks.  “i  had  fun,  despite  the  anxiety,  okay?  and  you?  did  you  have  fun?”  

closed starter for gianna & natalia ( @delicatewhims )

natalia  found  the  question  endearing.  despite  not  knowing  much  about  the  dc  universe,  she  had  her  fair  share  in  dabbling  in  the  relationship  between  clark  kent  and  lois  lane.  when  she  was  younger,  natalia  often  envisioned  her  first  and  only  love  being  someone  like  clark,  her  like  lois.  yet,  all  she  got  was  a  shitty  ex  boyfriend  who  cared  more  about  his  wandering  eye  than  natalia.  “i  mean…ill  be  honest,  i  think  it  had  to  do  with…love.”  she  blushed,  finding  the  answer  to  be  cliche.  “i  know  they  looked  strikingly  familiar  but…i  think  the  more  she  got  to  know  clark,  the  more  she  realized  he  was  superman.  he  did  act  like  the  complete  opposite  of  himself…and  wore  glasses.  don’t  you  know  that  cliche?”  

𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿     ,      𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗍𝗈     :    @delicatewhims , fee & nat ! natalia's room.

natalia’s  eyes  widened  at  the  sight  of  ophelia,  the  fiesty  blonde  barely  granting  the  brit  any  time  to  speak  before  she  crawled  into  bed.  “hi  to  you  too,  princess.”  the  girl  grinned,  shifting  over  in  the  comfort  of  her  bed  to  make  more  room  for  fee.  lacy  slips  between  their  bodies,  sneaking  underneath  the  covers  to  curl  up  against  fee.  “everything  alright,  love?  or  did  you  just  need  some  lacy  cuddles?”