#Savannah ( threads )

[cvtejeans]

open to f / m / nb .

                    " the  next  time  you  ask  me  to  go  out,  i'm  punching  you  in  the  face.  i  feel  like  shit.  how  are  you  not  hungover  right  now? "

[fcrtnite]

continued  ·  SAVANNAH & REACHER  ·  @h-a-unted

“i don't want your uzi, jack!” savannah shouted out of the blue as her hands settled on her hips. “and i do realize that i've been put on a lot of tough cases lately, but that doesn't mean that my sidearm won't suffice. perfectly capable of defending myself without that thing." she breathed and studied the massive weapon hanging from's reacher's side with disapproval. “overkill. that's all i'm saying.”

[luriddaze]

CLOSED for @devianttxrts / open to anyone!

" - and that's how i ended up at a strip club with some random man's penis in my face. i'll never go to another bachelorette party again, i swear.." savannah cringed at the thought, the wine in her system making the kindergarten teacher a bit more talkative and bold than usual.

[cr4shout]

# INT. THE STAFF LOT OF BODY, PASSING MARLBOROS DRENCHED IN LATEX & RHINESTONES. @fasthqsav

THE FRONT LOT WAS SO PACKED OUT THAT CARS WERE COMING DOWN THE SIDE ROAD. it wasn't your local fucking winghut, it was a body shop. you knew exactly what someone was willing to pay for when they rolled up to the building. that's why bambi had been standing out here in the disquiet, because on the most important night of the month, there was an incredulous amount of money to be made. in fact, half of her nightly wage had still been rolled into the corner of her bra. it's where she kept her most sacred things⸺between her heart & cheetah print push up. the back lot is circumvented with the sort of stink that sits in your hair, surely the cigarette bambi unenthusedly smokes doesn't help the odds. she inhales, watches the side door swing open, stirred by the immediate reverberation of footfall. she knows the other from the legs up. " cute boots, " they were new from what she could tell, high & glossy. she gestured with the cigarette, flicking a smolder of ash to the ground. " your lace is coming loose, though. "

[cherrygrxves]

open: m/nb | about savannah | pov: broken up, but can't seem to stay away.

it had been about two months since their nastiest break up to date, one that left neither of them with closure, and neither of them with the ability to speak civil - both swearing that this was the last time. blocked numbers, erased photos, trying to rid herself of any memory that he might've been able to leave. beating heart fell from her chest just as blue eyes shifted to the phone in her lap. the audible ringing and bright letters read NO CALLER ID; she all but knew exactly who was calling. manicured finger hovered over decline, but in an instant glossed lips mumbled. "- and what do you want?"

[astralfms]

imessage 💌 savannah ( @wallfloweresque )

femi: savvvyyyyyyyy femi: you will NEVERRRRRR guess who i'm on a date with right now femi: 🤭🤭🤭🤭

[changelingz]

LOCATION : town hall , 5:13pm .

OPEN TO :  savannah @southernbells

the  candlelight  vigil  was  meant  to  be  a  time  to  bring  red  creek  together  ,  the  mourning  remembrance  of  all  those  lost  souls  (  whether  they  made  it  to  a  better  place  or  not  questionable  )  .  the  revelations  of  more  deaths  and  discovered  remains  something  that  hadn't  drawn  his  interest  in  any  way  other  than  knowing  it  was  time  to  practice  his  spirituality  and  tap  into  all  those  sermons  he  had  sworn  into  for  months  on  end  ,  years  seeming  long  yet  peaceful  as  he  waited  to  return  .  that  ,  however  ,  was  soon  wiped  from  his  mind  at  the  sight  of  that  great  veil  moving  from  the  stone  spread  ,  the  list  of  names  of  those  who  still  walked  amongst  them  almost  as  long  as  the  ones  who  didn't  .  so  caught  off  guard  by  this  ,  he  seemed  to  holt  slightly  on  the  spot  , perhaps  not  for  the  reasons  most  would  suspect  .  a  surge  passes  through  his  body  ,  bible  seeming  to  fall  free  into  the  setting  darkness  and  landing  beside  someone's  feet  .  quickly  ,  he  dips  to  retrieve  it  ,  grabbing  the  leather  bound  book  as  he  looks  up  ,  wide  eyed  ,  "  apologies  ,  that  gave  me  quite  a  surprise  ,  "  and  that  ...  wasn't  a  lie  .

[enternights]

𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲.　redstone bar. 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻.　11pm. 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵.　savannah grady. @southernbells

〔　🦢　〕　　...　　“  𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀  𝗶𝘀  𝗮𝗹𝗹  𝘀𝗼  𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴  𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗳𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴,  ”  josie  mutters,  emptying  her  shot  glass  within  a  fraction  of  a  second,  the  burn  in  the  back  of  her  throat  more  welcoming  than  the  anxiety  coursing  through  her  bloodstream.  she  can't  believe  that  after  all  this,  they  still  pushed  through  with  their  gig.  both  the  band  and  the  audience  had  never  felt  so  tense  before,  clearly  not  in  the  right  headspace  for  a  performance  after  the  announcement  that  shook  the  town  earlier  that  day.  “  i'll  be  honest,  i  almost  didn't  show  up  today,  but  would  you  blame  me  if  i  didn't?  i  mean,  daniela,  kirby,  we're  all  women of the  same  age.  what  if  we  all  had  the  same  psycho  ex  or  something  and  they're  out  for  revenge?  ”

[patchedstars]

@clawheist : 🎁 / savannah ! wrapped starter call, 71. girls is a gun by halsey

" i keep waiting for luck to come swallow me up. i feel better when the boys stop calling. i keep falling in love, but this measuring cup is overflowing with the same damn problems. "

[moonglowmagic]

Where: A table at the park With: @cantfightmoonlight (Savannah)

Safiye carried the basket of bake goods to the table with a smile. With Meena back and the fact she’d actually been able to eat made her feel better; she was actually hopeful for once. “Hey,” She greeted, putting the basket down. “I brought us all kinds of bake goods.” Reaching down as she pulled two plates out of the basket and sat one in front of Savannah, then herself. “So where do you want to start Borek or Poğaças? I have both and many more.” 

[backmaskcd]

closed starter for @ghostsbrokenbyfairytales (savannah) location: outside the commune

He had thought it was just another February day when he had woken up that morning; it all started normal enough - or what passed for normal in Huntsville - and he was going to go grab some breakfast for him and Willow at the coffee shop, but he stopped in his tracks as he spotted his sister just as he was leaving the commune, a frown creasing his forehead.

"Savannah?"

[repentulant]

✦       ⌢      dedicated   to   @southernbells'   savannah    𓂂 ✦       ⌢      ＠   town hall,    around 6pm    𓂂

                             a    curious    mind    paired    with    an    unwavering    commitment    to    red    creek;    perhaps    this    is    what    leads    piper    to    question    all    attendees    as    if    she    is    someone    in    uniform.    she    may    as    well    be    to    some    —    daughter    of    the    mayor,    an    ever-present    face    in    a    town    of    so    few.    she    spots    someone    walking    away    &    she    follows    them    like    a    magnet.    ❝    hey,    wait    up    !    ❞    piper    hopes    her    voice    doesn't    sound    as    desperate    as    she    feels.    ❝    i'm    trying    to    check    in    with    everyone,    make    sure    they're    doing    okay    after    that.    ❞    (    maybe    find    out    what    they       saw,    but    that's    unimportant.    )    ❝    are    you    ?    …    okay,    i    mean.    ❞

[fcrtnite]

continued  ·  SAVANNAH & JOE  ·  @h-a-unted

“when have i ever backed down from anything?" not when it came to her brothers. family was family. savannah gave joe a nod of assurance. there were two point people that she could trust with a sensitive situation like this. anyone else would only complicate things. the blonde released a sigh, worry creasing around her eyes. the more he revealed, the more savannah realized the dangerous path they could be heading down. “well, hearing all of that, we do need reacher. he got in a jam a few months back and finally gave me a direct contact number, so i won't have to go through neagley." she chewed on her nail anxiously, not sure if joe and reacher were speaking at the moment. it was always hard to tell. "want me to call him?"

[moondustlings]

tweaked starter for @cherrysugcr

with the school year back in full swing, savannah cherished her friday nights. it was her time to unwind, where she didn’t have hear the constant ms. nguyen!, and she could just exist with her friends. tonight was like any other night, the group croweded around a table as they talked about their weeks until she heard a quiet, “holy shit,” come from her friend emma. "isn't that—" her gaze followed her friend’s and her eyes widened. "don't you dare," she warned, but it was too late. "professor calloway! come join us!" in a fit of nerves, she flattened out both her hair and her skirt, bringing her beer bottle to her lips to take a swig as he approached their table. ever since she had him in a class her junior year, savvy had the biggest crush on the man but did nothing about it because, duh, it was unethical. and he was too gorgeous to ever be interested in someone like her. her best friend knew and was now torturing her because of it. "hi professor calloway," she mumbled once he approached the table, punctuated by a small wave and the hope that her cheeks weren't as red as they felt.

[pr0digal]

a starter for @goldshadows ‹ savannah. › !

he's been awake for a few hours. he's already taken all his meds, done his morning exercise routine with his music blasting through his headphones & had a shower while savannah sleeps, but he's bored. that one thought leads him back to the bed, crawling over to her sleeping form & dropping his full weight on her. still damp hair drips onto her skin before he presses a kiss to her cheek. ❝ are you awake? ❞

[astralfms]

@savvyism ⟶ sunset villa beach

if there was one thing ronnie loved about florida, it was the endless summer heat. little could dissuade her from an evening trip to the beach, tonight proving just that. piles of unfinished canvases sat in her studio, begging to be completed. yet, there she sat, sketchbook out as she looked out onto the waves on the shore. "quick, realistic or abstract ?" she asks, head turning to face the blonde, sketchbook waving in front of her. "i've never done caricatures before, wanna be my first ?"