ofliberties-blog

[ofliberties-blog]

sovietsweapon

      ❝    c‘mon, you’re REALLY not gonna let me go by myself, are ya? ❞

                 because as much fun as it sounds to go off by himself without                  her, she’s been home alone for days now. he’d have made                  a poking fun of joke,  but right now,  he feels as if there might                  be something else going on here. mostly though, bucky was                  a pain in the ass just as much as stevie was, only difference                  being when he K N O W S  he can actually win a fight.

                                                        like now.

       ❝ now you already know that’s NOT gonna happen. ❞

“ i’m thinking about it. you have a date, don’t you? —— let me get changed. ”   she’s still giving it heavy consideration even though she concedes.

                                it’s never been an ideal situation. having him keeping an eye on her like she’s a child prone to trouble. she’s prone to trouble, yes, but being a grown woman? the last thing she needs is him continuing to take care of her. their living situation alone was already a great compromise on her part, and it wouldn’t take much for stevie to try to find another alternative.

        “ yeah, yeah. push a girl around, you big palooka. ”   humor’s in her voice as she rolls over onto her back and stares up at the ceiling. she’s counted his steps already, and she sits herself up just as bucky passes through the door frame.

                                now she’s just waiting for him to say something, the bruise all too clear —— but she figures she’ll stop him while she’s ahead.   “ don’t say it. it’s nothing. just be happy that i’m going, alright? ”

[ofliberties-blog]

the soul crushing moment when you face the problem of your psd looking like shit on television screencaps. R.I.P. me

[ofliberties-blog]

Katheryn Winnick for Beauty and Wellness Magazine.

[ofliberties-blog]

sovietsweapon​

“ ————  or  i can stay in instead? ”   the idea of going out was absolutely abhorrent to her at this point in time. even as his footsteps echo throughout their small home, she curls into herself; smaller. as if that were possible.

                                she’s mostly against a night of dancing; more against him discovering the blossom at the apple of her cheek. a not-so-delicate shiner that’ll deepen in the coming days ( hell, even hours. ) so she’ll feign sleep —— call it an early night.   “ you go on and get your kicks without me. ”

[ofliberties-blog]

                                hello my children and welcome to the shit show that is my blog. jk. but no, if you’ve been paying attention ( the odd number of you that stuck around while my ass was MIA ) i’m in the process of remaking / revamping this blog. i went ahead and unfollowed all the blogs i had previously been following just so that i wasn’t in a state of ?????? looking at my dash. i’m finishing up making a few batches of icons so i can get to the GOOD STUFF. so far my theme is in order, i’m still working through pages, and i still need to make a promo. other than that, the notable changes are a change of fc, and i’m now private/mutuals only. thank you, nuggets, i love you byE.

[ofliberties-blog]

[ofliberties-blog]

[ofliberties-blog]

That conversation we were always on the edge of having, runs on in my head…

Adrienne Rich, “Twenty-One Love Poems,” Part XX

[ofliberties-blog]

[ofliberties-blog]

don’t mind me. just a tag dumb as a revamp this blog. yikes.

[ofliberties-blog]

*Seductively lays on a table* Hey bab- *Table breaks*

[ofliberties-blog]

[ofliberties-blog]

Lana Del Rey - Gods & Monsters

[ofliberties-blog]

They’ve gone their separate ways, some pretty extremely far. We get into a situation like this again, what happens then? They’ll come back.

[ofliberties-blog]

dAMN i really want a thread where muse a is this complete naive and innocent daddy’s girl who’s fallen for muse b who’s this complete jackass of a guy who drinks and smokes and her parents are sO disapproving at first bUT they give him a chance and invite him over for dinner and muse a is so shockedcause he shows up all smartly dressed and his hair all perfect in place and hes sO CHARMING and muse a just sits at the dinner table completely dumbfounded and doe-eyed like what happened to my boyfriend until obvs his hand starts travelling up her thigh while they try to hold a conversation with her parents and she’s like thERES my actual boyfriend