#wavetouched

ava thinks dad puns are G R E A T until he starts kissing mom in public then she’s going to live with fgm LOL

* ∘ ∙ — soft sentence starters (pt 5)

Fragile. Ava was so weak. Travis couldn’t wrap his head around the idea of being nice just to be nice. Not everyone deserved to be handled so well, and maybe she’d start to understand that. In his past, he was kind, and that only led him to destruction, manipulation, getting bitten on the ass. It was never worth it, and he no longer believed in treating people how he would’ve wanted to be treated, that was bullshit too. People had a nasty habit of never returning the favor.

Terrible First Meeting Starters

Travis hadn’t been expecting company during his leisurely stroll through the woods of Beacon Hills, so it came as a surprise when a faint heartbeat sounded in his ears. An animal, possibly? The closer it moved, the less it resembled an animal… Small dissimilarity in noise. Eyes wandered along the trees, finally spotting a slender redhead emerging from the bushes with leaves in her hair. A scoff escaped parted lips and muscular arms crossed over a broad chest, gaze fixed on her. She didn’t look familiar, he surely hadn’t seen her around.

When she spoke, she spoke before Travis, who insisted on being stubborn and silent. Her statements came as more of a shock than her presence, all he could do in response was stand there and process what she’d said. Did she want to show him something or lead him into a trap? Unless she wanted to show him her breasts, he wasn’t going anywhere.

          was it not? it sure felt like it. every time he had apologized it had still been used against him at a later date, so what was the point in admitting he was wrong. focus managed to drag itself from the idle fidgeting of his hands, deciding what to say. would he admit it was a mistake? say he was wrong, own up and apologize? but his jaw stiffened, gaze turned to steel. why should he, they never accepted his apology, never accepted him. ❛ i don’t make mistakes. - mistakes are regrets, and i don’t have those. ❜

                    fingers entwined, both sets of nails painted a SHOCKING shade of cerise, evie’s voice mingles with ava’s as they shout out the new years eve countdown, their eyes locked on the ball drop. as they hit the new year, a chorus of “woo hoo !”s rocks the room, and a sapphire princess immediately turns to one in her signature scarlet. without a second thought she presses her lips to the girl’s cheek, leaving behind a red print on ava’s cheek when she pulls away. sparkling tears threaten at her lash line ( evie’s found herself to be quite the happy crier, something she hadn’t realized until auradon had given her so many opportunities to. ) as she then squeezes her friend in a tight hug.

                    “ i’m so lucky to get to go into the new year with you! thanks for making this last one my BEST one yet, a ! ”

“Yo, Avs! Hope you don’t mind me popping in to check up on you. A little bir- fishy told me you weren’t doing so hot.” Haakon puts out the cigarette between his fingers before entering the room. “Huh, you look thinner. You on a diet or somethin’?”

                    dark head resting on ava’s shoulder, sunny peers up at her friend halfway through their girl’s night chick flick. “ if you could build your perfect partner, what would they be like? ”