#Caidence Verse || What Might Have Been

[altruismus]

" It's been a long time since I've met a man who could...uh..." There was a blush, a giggle, and an inability to form the right words. - Caidy

Seemed like she hadn’t forgotten about the other night. No doubts, he took pride in that. The wide smile on his face indicated that he wasn’t trying to hide that fact. Why would he when they both had found so much joy in it? Or still did. The aftereffects hadn’t yet faded to their amusement.     “A man who could…?” he teased, hovering half over her with his lips over hers and his nose brushing against hers as his arms wrapped around her waist. “You’re gonna have to tell me what you mean. Need to know where I’m at ‘cause I feel like I still have to do a lot more to top them.”

[indissoluta-a]

@iriidescente Starter for { Chris from Caidence }  aka Bring On The Pain

Coming to the islands was more of a spur of the moment thing rather than something she thought out. Normally the one who didn’t act so spontaneous , after her last relationship she seemed to be doing a lot of things that she should have taken more into consideration than acting on feelings alone. Regret? Oh, she lived with it, but she told herself every morning and every night before bed that it was for the best - he’d be better off. Find someone worth his time and kind heart. But here on the islands the odds of ever seeing him again were slim, or so she thought.

She took up various jobs to keep herself busy : bar tending which she was good at, waitressing because it was fun for her, and part time office job which she had to admit wasn’t her favorite thing in the world but it helped pay the bills. Tonight it was putting on a smile and waiting on peoples tables. Caidence had her numbers and proceeded to make her rounds.  Her pad in hand she walked up to the table she’d next be serving with a bright smile on her face until she noticed one of the men sitting in the chair and she dropped the pad and pen in surprise. It seemed like fate wasn’t satisfied with the choices she made, and was now forcing her to come face to face with her past.

        “ ... Chris..?” 

[schoenestrauma]

like a lion you ran,  a goddess you rolled like an eagle you circled, in perfect purple so how come things move on, how come cars don’t slow when it feels like the end of my world when I should but I can’t let you go?

so if you love someone, you should let them know oh the light that you left me will ᴇᴠᴇʀɢʟᴏᴡ 

— @indissoluta

[altruismus]

“Make me.” - Caidy

        — ✉ sexual tension sentence starters

              ‘ I’m going to…now. ’ Holding her face, Chris pulled her closer toward him, a little bit rough and he also probably looked sterner than he intended to. She couldn’t complain, well and he knew she wasn’t going to. After all, she was making him do it, hoping for him to do it. He hadn’t had only a feeling but it was written all over her face, how her blue eyes fixed on his mouth, how hers turned up into that innocent smile before biting her lower lip to stir up the tension that had accrued while working three days straight without getting home once. How it drove him insane and he had no reason to hold back because he wanted her, wanted to forget about those three days where he couldn’t be with her. 

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        — @indissoluta   •   continued from here

             How else should he have responded to those three words which she spoke with such a sweetness along with that smile of hers? How else but to pull her closer to him, letting her body collide into his as he caught her lips to show her that he, too, wanted her. Wanted her like nothing else in the world, because there was nothing else that he needed.

[altruismus]

“i think it’s fair to warn you i’m practiced in the ancient art…of origami.” - Caidence to Chris

          — ✉ ella enchanted sentence meme

              He let out a hearty chuckle, hands resting on her hips, his own keeping her pinned against the wall. ‘ Well, if you want to blow my mind by impressing me with your paper folding skills, then it might be fair to warn me which wasn’t a good idea, however. Now I won’t be impressed as much and you still lose. ’

[altruismus]

💍 - I mean, if he considered asking Caidy again? >.> Or the first time. Hurt me, Berry.

Send me a  💍, and I will tell you how my muse would propose to yours. 

Let’s do the first time spontaneous trip on his motorcycle to the Jersey Shore — at least let her believe that it was spontaneous because he feared anything else would have been conspicuous…and, well, most of the money, he’d saved up, was spent on something else that was essential for this operation.The nearly six-hour drive to the Shore surely was nerve-wracking for him and he probably got more and more nervous the closer they got to their destination. But once they arrived, he prepared the picnic, trying to act as casual as possible and made sure she wouldn’t touch the bag he’d brought with him, so she wouldn’t see the surprise beforehand and ruin his plan ( well…coughs ). When they sat down on the blanket, they ate and talked until he reached for said bag und pulled out a photo album and handed it to her. In this photo album, he had glued copies of the photos she had made since the first day they were together. Categorically ordered and labeled with sweet lines that had taken him hours to think about. On the last two pages, however, there were no pictures but large, calligraphic letters and while she was reading it, he also asked her the question that was written on these two pages, holding out this ring to her.

[altruismus]

“We need to talk” - Caidence

Say “We need to talk” ... | accepting

My muse has killed someone

           HE HADN’T GONE TO WORK, nor was he talking much. In general, he wasn’t being himself. Avoiding everyone and anyone, clinging to one beer after another and pretty much hadn’t left his apartment unless there was something he needed to take care of. Without a doubt, she was here because she wanted to know what was going on after ignoring her calls and texts. But the guilt made him feel like he needed to be alone and even now that she was sitting across from him, he said nothing. Instead, he looked down with a plagued expression.

[altruismus]

💝 - Caidy

THE MEME FOR PEOPLE WHO LOVE HAPPINESS | NOT ACCEPTING

30. my muse sings to yours

He wasn’t a good singer, nor was he musically talented in any way. He never learned to play an instrument in his youth. He preferred to draw. Not trying to master it or something like that, but he always had a sketchbook with him wherever he was, to capture his surroundings as he saw it.       Even though he couldn’t sustain a tone, he sang to her or rather whispered trying to make his voice sound as soft as possible. Not to embarrass her anyhow ( obviously his skill wouldn’t have impressed her ) but to help her calm down while he held her in his arms, caressing her hair, letting her head rest on his chest.

[altruismus]

💔 - Caidy

THE MEME FOR PEOPLE WHO HATE HAPPINESS. | NOT ACCEPTING

Our muses being the sole survivors of a bus/train/plane crash.

            THEY HAD PLANNED AHEAD FOR THIS TRIP. It was supposed to be perfect; an escape from the everyday life for a couple of weeks. Just him and her in an unknown place they could discover by themselves. But in a blink of an eye, it all turned into a nightmare. When he woke up, he needed a moment to gain back his orientation. Blinking, the blurred vision slowly faded away and he felt his heart race when he saw the plane, or what was left of it. Burning debris, suitcases, clothing, were scarred everywhere. Blood and sweat dripped from his forehead as he looked down at himself, noting he was still belted up in his seat and he reached to his left in hopes to find Caidy next to him. But she was gone. He shouted her name three times. The instant rush of adrenaline, the very thought of her, helped him to move quickly and open the seat belt despite the pain he was in. Only when he dropped out of his seat, he briefly sunk to his knees holding his ribs, surely he‘d broken two or three of them. Again shouting for her, he raised back to his feet, blending out the smell of burned flesh and flue. He needed to find her. He needed her to be alive.  

[altruismus]

✕ - Caidy

Send me ✕: And I’ll generate a number for what my muse will say to yours {Angst Edition}

        ‘ I am not going to lose you! I can’t! ’

[altruismus]

[ 📲 • sms ] —— maybe i can stay the night with you tomorrow - Caidence

[ 📲 • sms ] —— maybe? if you want, you can. the door is always open.[ 📲 • sms ] —— are you okay tho? do you want me to call you?

                 If he were honest, he worried about her every single night. Every night they weren’t together. Didn’t matter if he had to be up early in the morning, he would always stay up for her. Be it only for an hour or the whole night, he had an ear for her until she felt better again.  

[altruismus]

@indissoluta | Caidence | continued from here

         Is that really what she thought? The very thought as to why she wouldn’t let him be where she was? Had he not done anything possible to show her that she was worth it? But that seemed to be the problem, which was still absurd. ‘ You were always worth it. Why do you think I wanted to marry you?! ’ he didn’t mean to yell but they both knew he wore his heart on his sleeve, not hiding from it like she was.

[altruismus]

@indissoluta | Caidence | continued from here

           His good-heartedness might be a flaw itself. For he always tried to see the good in people. There was a risk in thinking like that. With Caidence, however, he wasn’t worried she would take advantage of anything he was doing for her, but what he was worried about was how little she saw in herself. Yet, there was so much in her that he appreciated and that had made him fall for her. All he did, even if it wasn’t nothing big, it was done to show her that she mattered, that she was worth his time. Her past should no longer be of any importance, except perhaps to make her see the good in it. They were here now and he loved her for everything she was. Stepping in closer, his expression stern, both of his hands cupped her face. ‘ ‘Cause I know you’re a lot more than you think you are, and as long as I live I’m gonna try anything to make you see it, too. ’  

[altruismus]

“Just my phone number. Not a promise. Not an I.O.U. Just a phone number.” - Caidy

ʙʟɪɴᴋ sᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴘᴀᴄᴋ | ɴᴏᴛ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ | @indissoluta

        His chuckle turned into a wide smile. ‘ I trust you that this isn’t an I.O.U. Otherwise, that would be a very clever move. ’ then he reached for the napkin as he fell silent for a brief moment, observing the number, before looking up again, his eyes glossy, his smile softer. ‘ But I kinda hope this is a promise that I’ll see you again. ’

[altruismus]

♠️ Caidy

Send me a ♤ and I will generate a number for what my muse will say to yours. | ANGST VERSION

         ‘ People change, get over it. ’