#worldsalight

𝙲𝙷𝙾𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙴  𝙳𝙾𝙴  𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂  𝚂𝚄𝙱𝚃𝙻𝚈  𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺  𝚄𝙿  𝚃𝙾  𝙷𝙴𝚁  𝙶𝙾𝙻𝙳𝙴𝙽-𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙻𝙴𝙳  advisor  on  matters  of  the  heart  for  the  night,   and  considering  she’s  the  boy  in  question’s  most  recent  ex-girlfriend,   perhaps  that  was  not  such  a  bad  thing.   𝑖𝑓  𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦  𝑖𝑡  𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑛'𝑡  𝑠𝑜  𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒  𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙  𝑓𝑜𝑟  𝑡ℎ𝑒  𝑐𝑜𝑜𝑙  𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑐𝑘  𝑎𝑛𝑑  𝑡𝑢𝑡𝑜𝑟  𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙  𝑡𝑜  𝑏𝑒  ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔  𝑜𝑢𝑡  𝑖𝑛  𝑡ℎ𝑒  𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒  𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒.   ❛❛   it’s  just  complicated,   y’know?   lucas  is  my  best  friend,   always  has  been,   and  i  already  put  him  in  a  weird  enough  spot  with  this  whole  tutoring  nathan  thing.   still,   he’s  been  trying  to  be  cool  with  it,   and  if  i  act  on  this,   whatever  this  is   —   that’d  be  asking  for  a  whole  new  level  of  friendly  understanding,   and  i’m  just  not  sure  that’d  be  fair  on  him.   or  worth  the  risk.   ❜❜   she  lets  those  last  words  linger  in  the  midnight  air  as  they  walk  the  side  of  the  road  back  to  brooke’s  temporarily  out  of  gas  car,   betting  on  her  hunch  that  peyton  (  @worldsalight​  )  was  the  kind  to  read  between  the  lines  anyway.    yes,   she  liked  it,   hanging  out  with  nathan,   but  did  she  like  it  enough  to  put  her  friendship  with  luke  in  jeopardy?   haley  knew  the  logical  answer  to  that,   of  course  she  did,   and  yet  there  she  was,   still  making  it  a  topic  of  conversation.    and  what  scared  her  the  most  was  that,   for  the  first  time  in  her  life,   what  if  she  couldn’t  trust  her  instincts?   what  if  they  were  all  messed  up  and  blurry  ‘cause  she’d  fallen  victim  to  the  cliché  of  𝘁𝗵𝗲  𝗴𝗲𝗲𝗸  𝗰𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴  𝗼𝗻  𝘁𝗵𝗲  𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁  𝗯𝗮𝗱  𝗯𝗼𝘆?    again,   perhaps  getting  some   𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒  𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒  wasn’t  such  a  bad  idea.   ❛❛   do  you  think  it  is?   worth  the  risk?   ❜❜

It didn’t escape his notice that he was a mere one year younger than his father had been at the time of his death when his youngest daughter was born.

It was a wretched fact to know, but know it he did.

Surpassing his father’s age had also been so very strange, a sentiment he knew he shared with his nearest brothers. They never quite put it into words, but it didn’t need to be said in more than glances and nods, a sad, sensitive understanding they shared. Though it had been a lifetime since he’d heard his father’s voice, he still thought of him often. It was a long time ago ... And yet, it wasn’t. But time ticked on, and for him, now, time was measured by his children. He watched them age, each day and each year, and the older they got, the older he felt. He didn’t move with the same speed and grace and athleticism that he did in his youth, and different pains emerged in his muscles and bones at various times in the day. He did his best not to show it, for he didn’t want to worry his children and least of all his wife, but especially not Violet. His daughter with all the light of the sun in her eyes, one of his greatest -- if not the -- accomplishments. 

"Stop twitching,” Benedict scolded, but fondness crept into his tone. She’d been reasonably patient with him as he sketched her outline, but it seemed he’d held her captive too long. “I’m nearly done, darling.”

@worldsalight​ said:  “ need a hand? i’ve got two. “  laurie        the witcher sentence starters.   accepting!

the firewood she had been carrying  through the woods begins to tumble into the snow. with an almost child-like stomp of her foot, ella grunts as she does her best to stack them back into her arms. it is hard, as her hands are frozen to the bone and the snow has gotten into her hole-riddled shoes, giving the same problems to her toes. she is lucky enough that she has a coat and her father’s old scarf to keep her decently warm, but that is all that madame has extended to her. she must wait until gabrielle or charlotte grow out of their winter clothes.

her gaze shifts to the sound of a familiar voice, locking eyes with laurie who approaches from across the brook. looking back at her shivering hands, ella does her best to hide her frustration.  ❝  i would not want to trouble you, laurie.  ❞  she admits sheepishly, feeling foolish for struggling to do such a simple task. chewing on the inside of her cheek, she looks towards the house to see that the carriage has still not arrived. what vivianne didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her.

@worldsalight​ ​       →         ‘ I am a good person, I’m an attractive person, I am a talented person. Grant me grace! ‘ ( hear me out ... from alexis )

“well,”   is the ‘well’ a prelude to her taking an extra second to wracking her brain for....  anything that might be a decent response to the other woman’s comment?  probably.  she’s excellent at dealing with dramatics,  sure,  a regular master.  it’s a skill she’d learned early on and had only built upon when she’d moved to stars hollow.   “on the bright side,  you’ve got a nice list of great personal qualities there.  an excellent start for a resume.  might need some more specifics,  but who am i to say?  i started my entire career by demanding a job and going from there.”

          ❛  i  don't  think  i've  ever  made  that  big  a  fool  out  of  myself.   which  is  really  saying  something  because  I've  performed  at  theme  parks.  ❜