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che-rryfog · 1 year
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Wenclair in reversed roles!!💖🖤
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mikephillipsart · 4 years
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‪#sketch #ink #inksketch #steed #sketchbook #cat #mouse #mount #catandmouse #reversed #warrior #reversedroles 111/365 #fantasy #fantasyart #mikephillipsart #sketchartist‬ #instacat #instamouse #instasketch #sketchbooksofinstagram (at Monkton, Maryland) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_V0jrYD-tD/?igshid=5nmq941epjz6
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cutfoot · 3 years
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...        the  scoff  that  frames  her  answer  speaks  to  a  very  specific  indulgence        (        what  would  john  have  to  say  about  self  -  pity?       a  toxic  brutality  meant  to  keep  huamnity  from  reaching  its  full  potential        ).        but  those  words  won’t  help  him  now   :        he  has  to  form  his  mouth  into  something  akin  to  comfort        ...        what  warmth  can  brush  its  tender  hands  across  his  ice  -  bled  heart?        ‘   that  truly  doesn’t  sound  like  the  response  of  someone  who’s  fine.   ’
@reversedrole​   +   here.
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inescape · 3 years
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❛❛         i     can’t     be     with     you     if      you’re     the     only     good      thing      going      on     in     my      life.         ❜❜         &       @reversedrole.
❛❛         that’s──       no,       FUCK YOU.        ❜❜           you       think       this       conversation       𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎:         it       being       the       total        juxtaposition      of       this       moment       and      the      night      before.        your knuckles beneath her thumb,       beck      drew      new      patterns      across      your     ink-soaked      skin       with       a       gentleness       you      did      not      recognise      in       your       adult       life.      she      cracked       open       your       decades  thick       shell       with      all       the      care       she       could      muster,        coaxing       you      into      new      comforts      before      SHE TOOK IT ALL AWAY AGAIN.         your       hurt      turned       to      𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚢,           as      it      always      did:          you      were       nothing        if       not        a        clenched      fist,        anger       being       the      most      recognised       emotion       within      you.
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❛❛         you      don’t       get      to        fuck  with  me       like      that.       you     don’t      get       to       invite       people      in       and       make      them       care      about       you.        no──        fuck you.        ❜❜   
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heathcliffd · 3 years
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@reversedrole: at the end of the day, people really are disappointing, aren’t they?
even more than you’d ever know, beck. i’m sorry it’s come to this - really, i am. i always pictured us growing old together, on a creaky porch that’s had its paint stripped a dozen times to match the years. you’d have crinkles around the corners of your eyes and i’d fix the flickering porch light like i was in my mid twenties every time it spluttered out a wobble. we’d be heathcliff and catherine. hughes and plath. bertha and rochester. (i still retain that that book had more in it than it was worth - jane did all she needed to do and yet still paled in comparison to the thumping gait up in the attic.) we could’ve been so much better than we were, beck, and you really didn’t fucking see it.
i never wanted to end up like this - please, i need you to understand that i never meant for this to happen.
all that sits between us is a thick perspex window. there are books that i’ve stripped, glued, dated and cared for over the years that i’ve managed to excavate without too much trouble, but ever since you woke up that one time i’d brushed a stray, tickling hair out of the way of your nose, i haven’t ventured back in. now, all i do is hold a heavy palm against the glass and wait for your reaction. (i do it now, pressed white flesh with a stare that’s only waiting for you to strike. please don’t - god, i don’t want you to hate me. this would all be so much easier if you didn’t hate me.)
“i never meant to disappoint you, beck. i tried so hard to be the boyfriend you deserved.” because that’s... that’s what it was, right? i was your other half. your platonic shadow on the cave wall, your missing jigsaw piece that interlocked every finger and kept you anchored when you had every reason to spiral. i was there for you. i was always there for you. i never wanted things to end this way.
“this isn’t the end. it’s not - it’s not the end of the day yet. please, beck. please, just - i need you to see sense for a second, and just... please, listen. please.” i’m begging you to look past it. look past the box, the basement, the creak of the steps that feel a little less romantic than the porch life i’d been thinking of. i brought you the food you like, the drinks you like, and fuck, i even gave you privacy when you needed it. i can care for you, and i know it. just don’t give up hope - don’t snuff out that candle, or give up the pounding in the attic. i can be that man for you. i promise.
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finleysgone · 3 years
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finley & beck. @reversedrole.
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nortain · 3 years
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❝   MAVEN’S  DOWN  THE  HALL.   ❞     cal  barely  looks  up  from  his  desk  when  he  hears  the  door  open,  but  golden  eyes  do  glance  up  long  enough  to  see  who  it  is.  then  he  pauses,  lips  pursing  as  he  looks  back  up  at  her.     ❝   he  said  to  tell  you. . .  something,  but  he  had  that  look  on  his  face  he  gets  when  he’s  up  to  no  good,  so  i  think  i  blacked  out.   ❞     the  crown  prince  shrugs.
@reversedrole​​  ♡’d
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flamereigns · 3 years
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@reversedrole​:   [ 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐍 ]
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HE  AWAKES  WHEN  HE  FEELS  THE  MATTRESS  SHIFT  UNDER  BECK’S  WEIGHT.    his  eyes  blink  open,  and  he  offers  her  a  sleepy  smile.     ❝   you’re  in  awfully  late.  everything  okay?   ❞     he  asks,  sliding  an  arm  under  her  form  so  he  can  pull  her  closer,  practically  on  top  of  him.  maven  props  himself  up  some,  trying  not  to  look  too  concerned  as  he  gazes  down  at  her.  he  brushes  his  nose  along  her  hairline,  pressing  a  kiss  to  her  forehead.     ❝   you  can  talk  to  me.   ❞
PROMPT:   ACCEPTING
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ofruins · 4 years
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HE  DOESN’T  PROTEST,     not  at  first,  instead,  he  watches  her  with  lazy  eyes  as  she  crawls  out  of  bed  and  almost  tiptoes  around  the  room  to  gather  her  clothes,  and  she’s  a  vision  of  soft,  perfect  curves  and  pale  skin  that  he  wants  to  put  his  hands  all  over   ---   again  and  again  and  again.  then  she  tucks  some  hair  behind  her  ear,  and  forty  catches  sight  of  the  mark  he’d  left  on  her  neck. 
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❝   i  guarantee  that  i  can  be  way  needier  than  peach.   ❞     he  grins,  grabbing  ahold  of  her  wrist  as  soon  as  she  comes  near  the  bed  and  pulling  her  back  down  onto  it  with  him.  forty  kisses  her  lips  first,  sweet,  but  still  deep  and  hungry.     ❝   c’mon,  baby.  one  more.   ❞     even  if  no  one  will  ever  know  w h o  left  the  marks,  at  least  they’ll  know  that  beck’s  got  someone  taking  good  care  of  her.
@reversedrole​  ,    continued
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racointeurarchive · 4 years
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      you   have   to   believe   me   when   i   say    that   i   did    what   i   had   to   ,   beck   .   forty   was   getting   too   close   .   he   knew   too   much   .   he   was   smarter   than   benji   ,   i’ll    give   you   that   ,   but   really   ,   beck   ?   i’m   beginning   to   see   a   pattern   here   .   you   never   learn   .   even   your   near   -    death   experience   couldn’t    teach   you   better   .    that’s   okay   ,    because   i   can   .   i   will   .   i   don’t   give   a   damn   how   many    bad   boyfriends   i    have   to   get   out   of   our   way   before   you   understand  ,   because   i’ll   do   anything   for   you   ,   beck   .   even   now   .    after   you   broke   my   heart   .    that’s   what   love   is   .   seeing   every   horrible  side   of   a   person   and   loving   them   anyway   .   we   are   meant   to    be   ,    beck   ,   and   you’ll   come   to   see   that   .    /   @reversedrole 
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mikephillipsart · 4 years
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‪#sketch #ink #inksketch #steed #sketchbook #cat #mouse #mount #catandmouse #reversed #warrior #reversedroles 110/365 #fantasy #fantasyart #mikephillipsart #sketchartist‬ #instasketch #instasketchbook #instamouse #instacat (at Monkton, Maryland) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_VISrXDDVM/?igshid=vwyqv7udt1t6
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kindlystopped-a · 4 years
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PEACH & BECK / @reversedrole​
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EVERYTHING  WAS  PEACEFUL  &  QUIET.          life  was  perfect.          sleepy  gaze  focuses  hazily  on  the  blonde  sleeping  beside  her.         the  breeze  from  the  open  french  doors  makes  her  shiver  a  bit  ,  her  frame  curling  closer  against  the  others  side.       the  morning  sun  is  filtering  in  ;  the  way  it  warms  beck’s  skin  underneath  peach’s  fingertips  as  she  traces  them  gently  against  her  arm  makes  the  darker  haired  woman  smile  fondly.           she  has  a  habit  of  watching  the  other  --  but  who  could  resist  when  she  looked  like  a  damn  angel  in  this  light  ? 
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@reversedrole​ cont from x
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Have I played my hand too quickly by raising this glaringly obvious truth about your so-called best friend and saboteur? I admire the way you see the best in people, even when they don’t deserve it. But this situation has begun to interfere with us, detracted from you and me. “I’m simply pointing out that Peach can be a little,” crazy--obsessed--codependent, “Clingy.” I give you a pleading look. “Just for tonight can you cut the cord, no phones, just you and me?”
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gxldberg · 4 years
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why don’t we spend the day together tomorrow, just you and me?
meme;;  you on lifetime/netflix sentence meme.status;; accepting
music to my ears. finally, peace   -   just the two of us. no interruptions, no people, no one taking you from me for even a few hours. you’ve read my mind, beck.  
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❝   that’d  be  perfect.  i  think  we  really  deserve  it,  don’t  you??  where do you want to go, your choice. anywhere.   ❞
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tuppencetrinkets-a · 4 years
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@reversedrole​ liked for a starter from joe goldberg.
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    “So, I was thinking maybe we could do a little getaway this weekend, just the two of us.”  No friends butting in to ruin perfectly romantic evenings and no professors with their hands on study sessions and pressing deadlines, no work calls or shipments to be signed for.  Just her, and him.  “You and me, what do you say?”
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kendolled · 4 years
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@reversedrole​ said: ❝I’m not drunk enough for this.❞
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                            a thoughtful hum formed in the back of nate’s throat, his head cocking to the side just a touch before he gave a small shrug of his shoulders. “LET’S GET YOU DRUNK, THEN,” he said, the answer coming naturally - getting drunk had been as natural to him as growing up was, so it didn’t seem that odd, or even concerning. like most other kids of people on the upper east side, getting drunk was a natural way of life - a rite of passage. “i’ll buy.” it was the least he could do, wasn’t it?
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