#svftlove

[pinkpcny]

[ LINGER ]:  lya & seb

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐎 👀.

[ LINGER ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender lifts it to their lips, and gently kisses their knuckles, lingering for a moment before withdrawing.

gentle touch is a foreign thing to sebastian. in his world, such a thing simply does not exist. growing up in the randolph household, there were no comforting hugs after scraped knees, no soothing words after a reoccurring nightmare. there was only dismissal, an ever-present expectation to be tough, cold, emotionless. feelings were a weakness, a useless thing meant to be eradicated. for his older brother, that'd always been easy. for sebastian, there was always a hidden sensitivity beneath the outward exterior of superiority. lyanna has always been the glimpse of softness in his life, and so her touch shouldn't feel so unexpected, yet it does. catches him off guard. he holds his demeanour, but his breath hitches in his throat at the feel of her lips on his skin, the press of kisses upon bruising knuckles. she has the ability to make him want to pour out every thought he's ever kept in, every feeling he's ever pushed down. she makes him want to do better, be better. but there's a fear, something that stops him every time. his fathers voice echoing. " i'm fine, " he insists, can't bring himself to look her in the eyes, hesitates before he moves his hand away. it's dangerous territory — he's spent years denying the evident feels that linger between them, but moments like this make it increasingly difficult to do. " you should go, it's getting late. i'll call you a car. " there's no doubt his father will be calling soon, angry at him for causing such a scene at such an esteemed event. but what was he supposed to do ? one bad word had been uttered about lyanna and he'd lost his cool, saw red. punched the guy without second thought, and it'd escalated quickly. but no matter the fallout that may be about to come, he'd do the same again in a heartbeat. / @svftlove

[inkshadow]

@svftlove

emmett: you probably have a new number and you won't ever get this but emmett: slinky doesn't like his vet replacement all that much emmett: definitely bummed going nowadays emmett: that's all. hope you're okay.

[scgarhigh]

" you're wasting your time, " clara sighs, pulling on her jacket as she moves to exit the bar. but as she turns back to face them, there's the smallest hint of a smile, daring mess behind her gaze. " do you enjoy that— wasting your time ? " @svftlove liked for a short starter !

[scmethingsweet]

jude knew it was wrong and he should have never allowed it to happen but his heart still loves her. he told his wife , her sister that something had come up at work that would be keeping him late , and not to stay up late waiting for him. jude had only planned talking with her but one thing lead to another and now it is two in the morning laying in fem's bed. guilt building inside of him for more than one reason. ❝are you asleep?❞ he finds himself asking in a whispering tone trying not to wake her if she is. truthfully he hopes she is so that he can sneak out without having to say anything about what happened that evening.

|| Closed Starter || @svftlove ||

[cnlyfans]

continued from ( x )

there's  a  comforting  lull  between  them  as  the  two  sat  closely  against  the  cushions  of  his  couch  ,  attention  transfixed  on  images  of  ghostface  flashing  over  the  screen  .  they'd  seen  this  film  a  hundred  times  it  seemed  ,  as  it  was  one  of  the  only  he  still  owned  on  dvd  .  cable  had  been  cut  off  months  ago  and  he  didn't  have  the  extra  funds  to  restore  it  ,  having  lost  his  job  a  few  weeks  prior  to  the  bill  .  it  wasn't  in  the  plan  ,  none  of  this  was  ,  but  he  was  doing  his  best  to  keep  her  entertained  despite  it  all  .  putting  on  movies  ,  bringing  her  books  ,  cooking  together  every  chance  they  got  which  admittedly  ,  wasn't  as  much  as  he'd  like  .    his  savings  account  was  quickly  depleting  and  every  day  that  he  wasn't  working  felt  like  a  weight  against  his  chest  ,  crushing  his  spirit  and  making  it  difficult  to  breathe  .  he  hadn't  told  her  just  how  bad  it  was  and  didn't  intend  to  .  as  far  as  she  was  concerned  ,  her  belly  was  always  full  and  he  was  around  more  to  add  enrichment  to  her  otherwise  lonely  life  —  or  so  he  thought  .  her  words  ,  the  request  ,  seemed  to  say  otherwise  .  concentration  breaks  and  in  a  slow  tip  of  his  chin  ,  he's  finding  her  gaze  in  the  soft  glow  radiating  from  the  tv  .  she's  wearing  a  look  he  recognizes  ,  one  he'd  seen  many  times  before  ...  desperation  .  lips  pull  into  a  tight  line  ,  disappointment  quite  apparent  .  eleven  months  of  conditioning  learning  one  another  in  every  sense  of  the  word  and  still  she  has  the  impulse  to  reach  for  her  past  .  to  ask  for  the  one  thing  he'd  explicitly  denied  her  of  over  and  over  again  .  drue  had  been  exceptionally  lenient  with  her  in  contrast  to  those  who  came  before  but  there  was  one  ,  singular  line  he  was  unwilling  to  cross  .  this  was  it  .  this  was  the  line  .  "  you  want  to  leave  me  ,  "  it  isn't  a  question  so  much  as  a  conclusion  .  why  else  would  she  risk  undoing  all  of  their  progress  ?  he  was  finally  beginning  to  trust  her  .  had  been  convinced  that  she  loved  him  ,  that  she  wanted  to  be  here  with  him  .  and  just  like  that  his  doubts  about  her  intentions  are  tenfold  .  he  untangles  himself  from  her  ,  recoiling  to  the  edge  of  the  couch  where  he'll  rest  his  elbows  against  the  area  above  his  knees  .  allows  himself  a  moment  to  consider  the  request  once  more  before  shaking  his  head  no  .  "  we've  been  over  this  —  no  contact  .  not  now  ,  not  ever  .  this  isn't  just  for  your  benefit  ,  but  for  theirs  .  it's  been  almost  a  year  ,  dakota  .  they're  finally  coming  to  terms  with  the  loss  .  what  good  would  it  do  to  tear  open  the  wound  knowing  you  can't  give  them  what  they  want  ?  "  which  was  to  see  her  again  ,  to  bring  her  home  .  he  scoffs  .  over  his  dead  fucking  body  . / @svftlove

[sunliights]

a closed starter for @svftlove based on point three featuring flora.

knocking softly on the shared wall between their apartments, flora takes a deep breath before raising her voice. it's been quiet for about fifteen minutes since she heard the slam of a door and she's been preparing herself for this. "hey — are you okay through there?"

[cocained]

"what  if  i  love  you  too  much?"  buried  deep  in  thought,  he's  barely  aware  of  his  surroundings  as  he  speaks  to  her  —  thinks  it  all  through  because  he  can't  just  let  it  rest.  "why  do  i  still,  after  all  this  time,  wake  up  every  day  afraid  that  i've  dreamed  it  all?"

[grcveyacd]

“ don’t look at me like that — you’re not allowed to look at me like that. not anymore. “ // @svftlove liked for a small starter

[stayliquid]

closed starter for @svftlove! x muse. lexi moore, personal chef, fc olivia holt.

"don't do that. don't act like you don't give a damn."

[neptunc]

@svftlove!

after giving melody some well needed space, enzo knocked twice on the bedroom door, leaning in the doorway. "hey. what're you doing?"

[painfools]

" making posts about me again ? " chuckles incredulously, soft shake of his head. " if there's something you have to say to me, ada, i'd prefer you say it to me directly. we're too goddamned grown to take our business to social media. " one of many problems that led to the failure of their marriage. they're far too different, if not because of their ages then because they simply express differently. " i got three facebook messages. pretty sure they were from your friends calling me a small - dicked loser who never deserved you anyhow. " / @svftlove

[pinkpcny]

closed ft. @svftlove

" what are you doing here ? it's the middle of the night. "

[isolatednights]

continued from HERE ( @svftlove )

lips draw into a small frown at the mans statement, knowing there's some sort of lie behind it. everyone longs for something these days, but aiyla realizes that perhaps its easier to simply ignore. wanting, after all, can be a very dangerous thing. "are you sure?" she murmurs, casting him a lingering glance before padding into the kitchen and beginning to rummage through drawers. "no need. i knew i was coming with you, so why write what i wanted down when i could look for it myself? not that it's anything horribly exciting. an extra set of clothes. a pack of cards or a book. hygiene products." offering a shrug, light hues flicker up to him. "more worried about everyone else than myself, to be honest."

[scgarhigh]

" you seem to keep popping up wherever i go, " he teases, charismatic air about him despite his reputation. " is that purely a coincidence or are you trying to get my attention ? " because it appears to have worked. @svftlove liked for a short starter !

[scmethingsweet]

❝ you sounded kind of frantic on the phone when you asked me to come over to talk. is everything alright? ❞

|| closed starter || @svftlove ||

[cnlyfans]

a breathy scoff pushes through nostrils at first , eventually breaking into a full fit of laughter . she really knew how to play the part , he'd give her that . probably watched a ton of murder mystery films , educational documentaries about how to survive the worst . so did he , once upon a time . so whatever game she was trying to play was useless when he was holding all of the cheat codes . " very good , " he pays respect where it's due , " you know , i pegged you for more of a fighter but the mental manipulation is much more impressive . " one more pull and he's satisfied with the knots he's made . threads his fingers between her wrists to tug her toward the edge of the seat . once he's got her in the right position , he used his other arm to hoist her up over his shoulder to be carried into the house . his guard only collapsing once the door was shut tight behind them , clicking not one but two separate locks for good measure . he was careful in the way he placed her down against the couch , pushing her gold locks away from her face since she couldn't do it herself . (continued from here) @svftlove