Jun 7, 2017
“you could have, at least, thought of a more creative hidespot. finders keepers, handsome!” / @dirtyharvey.
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“you could have, at least, thought of a more creative hidespot. finders keepers, handsome!” / @dirtyharvey.
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‘ she’s long gone now, and didn’t mention any visits. ’ / @greaselungs.
‘ was the ointment of any use? ’ / @purplesuited.
@helaughs!
a mimicking pout takes over his face before dissolving into laughter– a laugh that lasts until he noticed genuine hurt dance across her face. flashbacks to when she’d confronted him about what he’d done to her and jonas cross his mind; shaking his head to get rid of them, he leans down to make better eye contact with her. ‘ eva ! what are you talking about ? of course we’re friends ! ’ a grin spreads across his face in a concerted effort to get the girl to stop looking so forlorn. ‘ why are you so sad ? ’
❝ BECAUSE I MISS YOU. ❞ a slur reft with candour, nostalgia dusting the trail of slipping fingers from stretched hem. the previous resent and hurt once settled in the vestibule of a sinner’s heart has been eradicated — to hold onto such feelings would be HYPOCRITICAL; hadn’t she done something underhand once in taking her best friend’s boyfriend? perhaps it was the most ironic form of karmic retribution.
frown quickly alleviated by FRENETIC laughter; memory of flourished rot washed away with a mouthful of warm beer, and she pulling him close again, clumsy in her calculations to press the rose of her cheek against his. ❝ don’t you miss me, isak? ❞
❝ ISAK! ❞ inebriated languor / form draped against his and held by loop of sylph arm around neck. it aids the endeavour of liquor-laced husk finding his ear; sodded cadence fortissimo as to be distinguished over the thrum of carouse.
in search of anchorage ( to soften the sway of loose limbs! ) fingers root in the collar of his shirt, pull him ever closer to the damp flush of rosebud mouth. ❝ does magnus LIKE vilde?! ❞ / @amongstkings ♡’d.
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MERRIED MOCKERY / flat of palm against plane of companion’s dainty shoulder. exaggeration is ludic, if only to coax a smile from the set of noora’s scarlet mouth — to ease the stab of worry settled behind the pearl of her ribs.
❝ you can’t insult gossip girl when you like JUSTIN BIEBER! ❞ / @sactre ♡’d.
A RARITY / idle pair minus that which typically brings them together ( ethereal blondes, onyx-clad influence! ) without mitigation or aid of intoxication awed reservation precedes; pink bud tugged between nervous bite, auburnesque lock frayed between nimble fingers. she blames vilde.
❝ is this the part where i give you the talk about not hurting noora? ❞ / @riotmade ♡'d.