Shes Always The Voice Of Reason. Even When No One Wants Her To Be. Even When It Isnt Asked For. Pragmatism

she’s  always  the  voice  of  reason.  even  when  no  one  wants  her  to  be.  even  when  it  isn’t  asked  for.  pragmatism  came  easy  once  she  started  piecing  herself  back  together      —      post-victimhood,  post-cobra  kai,  post-karate  war  adjacent.  everyone  else  actively  engaging  in  the  fight  for  control  of  the  valley  has  blinders  on,  and  from  her  position  as  an  outsider  who  was  once  in  it,  the  full  picture  is  a  hideous  one,  painted  with  harsh  strokes  and  sharp  lines  that  seem  to  keep  being  crossed  over  and  over  and  over      —      an  endless,  almost  rhythmic  repetition.  it’s  something  she’s  kept  to  herself,  up  to  this  moment,  in  this  hallway,  books  clutched  loosely  to  her  chest  as  she  extends  an  olive  branch  to  someone  she  was  so  close  to  a  year  ago.

the  fire  is  expected;  she  was  in  cobra  kai  long  enough  to  know  that  no  one  questions  the  wisdom  and  authority  of  whatever  sensei  is  in  charge  without  facing  a  certain  level  of  untamed  wrath.  feet  remain  firmly  planted  on  tiled  floor,  eyes  locked  on  his  as  the  first  blow  is  dealt.  it  stings      —      and  what’s  worse,  she  expected  it.          ❛  strange      —  I  remember  you  doing  the  same.  ❜          such  a  contrast,  his  voice  raised  and  raging,  and  hers,  soft,  serious.  if  he’s  the  hurricane,  she’s  the  mountain  that  refuses  to  bend;  she’s  weathered  worse  storms,  she’ll  make  it  through  this  one  mostly  unscathed.

❛  I  didn’t  know  silver  let  you  climb  through  his  window  in  the  middle  of  the  night  after  you  got  a  black  eye  and  a  busted  lip  and  let  you  crash  in  his  room.  ❜          it’s  her  turn  to  take  a  step  forward,  invade  the  personal  space,  though  her  heart  beats  faster  as  she  does  so.          ❛  what  needs  to  be  done?  what,  fighting  out  some  fucked  up  generational  trauma  between  a  bunch  of  grown  men?  ❜          for  someone  appearing  so  sure  of  herself,  there’s  an  uncertainty  creeping  in.  this  closeness,  under  these  circumstances,  triggers  that  voice  in  the  back  of  her  head.  he’s  going  to  hurt  you.  no,  no      —      jordan  knows  him  better  than  that.  knows  this  is  all  just  a  front.  knows  that  he’s  looking  for  an  out      —

seven  words  carry  not  a  punch,  not  a  kick,  but  a  stab  to  the  gut.  she  holds  her  composure  well  but  she’s  certain  he  sees  that  flash  of  fear  in  her  eyes  as  the  weight  of  everything  hits  her;      he  knows  too  much,  and  with  a  certain  sensei’s  claws  sunk  deep  into  him,  he  knows  how  to  use  it  against  her      —      cruelly.  effectively.  

hand  at  her  side  balls  into  a  fist,  nails  digging  into  the  soft  flesh  of  her  palm.  the  sting  keeps  her  grounded  in  reality,  rooted  in  the  moment,  pulling  her  back  from  striking  him  hard  across  the  jaw.  at  this  proximity,  with  the  rings  on  her  fingers,  she  could  do  some  solid  damage.  but  that’s  the  cobra  within  her,  and  she’s  quick  to  kick  that  urge  away,  using  her  words  instead.

❛  don’t  you  ever  speak  to  me  again.  ❜          low,  even  tone,  eerily  calm  for  someone  who  is  reeling  past  the  point  of  keeping  composure.  she  wants  to  swing,  to  scream,  to  hurl  a  few  of  her  own  meticulously  crafted  threats  while  following  through  with  the  physical  ones,  but  she’s  not  giving  him      —      not  giving  that  god-forsaken  dojo      —      the  satisfaction.          ❛  you’re  dead  to  me.  ❜

jordan riley  ,  you already are something. you always were. and you still have time to be.

                  ‘bullshit! ’ single word reverberates loudly off of the walls, down the hall until it fades, but the anger behind it lingers between them. john bender has never been someone. all of the adults, all of his peers, they’ve taken every opportunity to tell him so. he would never make it anywhere, let alone out of high school. they said he’d be flipping burgers, dealing drugs ; he’d be just like his father ( no one knows that that’s his biggest fear ). fire filled eyes move toward jordan. where once softness lingered, fury burned instead. he knows he’s going to say something he’ll regret, but he can’t close his mouth.

‘ you think you know me so well, just ‘cause i held your hand and let you whine about your problems? ’ his voice is too loud, his tone too intense. a boy who has never porperly learned to contain or control his emotions, ready to explode. ‘ you don’t know shit, shakespeare. you can go ahead and stay in your own fuckin’ fantasy world and pretend like peace is the answer. i’m doin’ what needs to be done, ’ fighting for himself and his team and some kind of honor that he would never get anywhere else. his breathing his shallow, john barely blinking as he stands in front of jordan. ‘ silver’s th’only person who’s ever given a shit about me. so i suggest you stay away from me and cobra kai, ’ and the next words are ones john would come to hate himself for. ‘ or else you’re gonna regret it, ’     @notvictim​.

sacred romantic moments

“ don't go. stay. “

“ but you're here. so stay. “

“ i don't want to be alone tonight. “

“ just come over. “

“ let's be alone together. “

“ i didn't know where else to go. “

“ i don't want us to be apart anymore. ever. “

“ i wouldn't have called if it wasn't important. “

“ you can talk to me about anything. you know that, right? “

“ just be honest with me. do you want this? “

“ i could never hate you. not really. “

“ you're my friend, but sometimes i wish you were more than that. “

“ we're not just friends. you know that. “

“ i think i'm falling in love with you. “

“ can i hold your hand? “

“ just hold me. “

“ yeah, you're in love with me. “

“ things would be so much easier if we were honest with each other. “

“ why can't you be honest with me? with yourself? “

“ maybe you could stay? just for tonight? “

“ it’s dark outside, and it’s raining. my arms are much safer. “

“ you can't keep doing this. you can't keep lying to yourself. “

“ i can't keep lying to myself, or to you. it's not fair on either of us. “

“ i think you should kiss me. “

“ kiss me like you mean it. “

“ just kiss me. “

“ you shouldn't kiss me right now. “

“ look me in the eyes and tell me you love me. “

“ you can't lie to me, you know. “

“ you know me better than anyone. you always have. “

“ you're pretty amazing. you know that, right? “

“ you're just... you're extraordinary. “

“ you're good to me, you know. really good. “

“ you've made me the happiest i've ever been. “

“ i don't know what i would have done if you weren't here. “

“ our love can conquer anything. “

“ and for many generations to come, our love story will live on. “

“ i want you to marry me. “

“ if you asked me to marry you tomorrow, i'd say yes. “ “ what about today? “

“ marry me, name. marry me and make me the luckiest [x] in the world. “

“ your kiss could mend a broken heart. “

“ are you going to kiss me again? please say yes. “

“ i could cry over how much i love you. “

“ you're worthy of my love. “

“ truth is that i'm so damn in love with you i don't know what to do with myself. “

“ i don't know what the future holds, all i know is that i hope you're in it. “

“ could you promise me one thing? “

“ promise me that we'll be together, no matter what. “

“ it's you and me, forever. no matter what. “

“ i didn't want to tell you until i was sure, but... i'm pregnant. “

“ we're going to be family! “

“ this baby is the best thing that could ever have happened to us. “

“ i can't believe this, we're going to be parents! “

“ dance with me? “

“ may i have this dance? “

“ you're my whole world, you know. “

“ don't speak. just... kiss me. “

“ you have no idea how long i've been wanting to that. “

“ i've been wanting to tell you for so long... “

“ so... is this like, a thing now? “

“ i always miss you, even when you're next to me. “

” i miss you. i miss you so much it hurts. ”

” i don’t want you to miss me. it’s tearing me apart. ”

“ you make me happier. “

“ i love waking up next to you. “

“ my favorite thing is falling asleep next to you. “

“ come cuddle with me. “

“ this is torture, isn't it? “ “ not in the slightest. “

“ do you love me? “

“ could this be something more? “

“ move in with me. “

“ like, moving in together? you spend all your time here anyway. “

“ are you serious? i've had a crush on you for as long as i can remember. “

“ i know you're in love with me. “

“ you're really cute, you know. “

“ you're so damn attractive. you know that right? “

“ if anybody were to kiss me, i would want that person to be you. “

“ and right now, i think you should kiss me. “

sacred  romantic  moments,  co - starring  @townroyal​  as  theo  bennet:          “ it’s  dark  outside,  and  it’s  raining.  my  arms  are  much  safer. ”

she’s  only  entertained  the  idea  of  saying  goodbye  and  heading  back  to  her  apartment.  softly  remarking  how  late  it’s  getting  and  that  she  should  probably  start  making  her  way  back  to  her  side  of  the  city  was  her  way  of  testing  the  waters;  it’s  been  a  whirlwind  month  and  a  half  since  things  between  them  had  shifted  from  two  co-stars  pining  quietly  for  one  another  to  a  full-blown  romance.  keeping  things  quiet  had  been  a  mutual  agreement,  purely  out  of  a  desire  to  have  something  to  themselves  while  the  world  gets  to  know  more  and  more  about  them  as  individuals  through  the  press  surrounding  moulin  rouge  making  its  way  to  broadway.  

jordan  is  partial  to  this,  at  least,  for  now;  there’s  such  a  romantic  charm  to  the  intimacy  of  date  nights  like  this  one,  music  playing  softly  from  a  carefully-curated  playlist  as  they  cook  dinner  together,  drink  in  one  another’s  company,  and  find  themselves  dancing  in  the  middle  of  clean-up.  the  smile  that  winds  onto  her  lips  is  purely  incidental  as  he  pulls  her  in  closer,  forehead  touching  forehead.          ❛  you  make  a  compelling  argument.  ❜          she  almost  forgot  about  the  torrential  downpour  outside,  soaking  the  streets  and  any  unlucky  enough  to  be  caught  out  in  the  storm.  hands  slide  over  his  shoulders  until  she’s  got  her  arms  wrapped  around  him,  pressing  a  soft  kiss  to  his  lips  as  their  swaying  slows.  yes,  staying  here      —      staying  with  him      —      is  the  preferable  offer.  closeness  is  maintained  when  she  pulls  away,  voice  a  soft  hum  of  a  sound.          ❛  looks  like  you’re  stuck  with  me.  ❜

update:  writing  is  gonna  be  scarce  this  week,  period  ( I’m  now  up  to  six  stories  and  a  12-hour  work  day  on  thursday  🙃 ).  catch  me  on  d.iscord  lovelies  💖

all  writing  mojo  is  being  poured  into  articles  today  so  when  i’m  around  later,  i’m  mostly  going  to  be  working  on  revamping  my  pinterest  and  some  spotify  playlists,  and  i  may  toy  around  with  a  new  carrd  format  as  well.  regardless,  i  will  be  lurking,  and  mutuals  can  add  me  on  d.iscord  @  blythe [ jill valentine stan ]#4243  for  chatting/plotting  💖

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“ this  is  your  roommate ? ” “ that  was  so  rude  of  me . ” “ i  guess  i  got  a  lot  going  on  underneath  the surface .   i’m  like  a  river  in  winter . ” “ your  plant  died . ” “ well ,  i  don’t  know  how  it  died .  i  watered  it  all  the  time . ” “ sometimes  things  don’t  click  until  hollywood  really  spells  them  out  for  you . ” “ bitch  please . ” “ you  see  these ?  tears  of  joy . ” “ why  do  you  have  to  make  things  so  complicated  when  it  could  just  be  sex ? ” “ if  i  had  time  to  worry  about  every  person  who  admired ,  imitated ,  or  stalked  me ,  i  wouldn’t  have  time  to  be  my  fabulous  self . ” “ it’s  another  holiday  for  you  to  ruin  with  your  snarky  comments . ” “ you  guys  seem  so  happy  together . ” “ great !   so  it’ll  hurt  that  much  more  when  i  totally  destroy  him ! ” “ i  would  throw  my  head  back  and  do  my  evil  halloween  laugh ,   but  my  neck  hurts  and  my  throat  kinda  does ,  too . ” “ it’s  true .  i’ve  taken  over  a  bunch  of  companies  before . ” “ honey ,   you  know  you’re  pretty . ” “ we  need  to  talk . ” “ i’m  gonna  set  fire  to  his  car  to  punish  him  for  my   mistake . ” “ guess  what .   i  finally  like  an  appropriate  guy . ” “ why  do  you  wanna  be  their  friend ?   they’re  catty ,  obnoxious ,  and  irritating . ” “ you’re  not  as  interesting  as  you  think  you  are . ” “ morning .  i’d  offer  you  breakfast ,   but  you  didn’t  make  any . ” “ don’t  write  that  down . ” “ i’m  gonna  take  you  out  and  teach  you  how  to  be  a  bad  ass . ” “ if  you  have  the  right  attitude ,   you  can   do  anything ,  and  go  anywhere . ” “ this  party  is  beat .   let’s   bounce . ” “ you  don’t  think  they’re  together ,   do  you ? ” “ she  may  have  the  morals  of  a  pirate ,   but  she’d   do  anything  for  her  friends . ” “ oh ,  i just  realised  i  hate  you . ” “ stop  abbreviating  words .   you  don’t  have  a  job ,   you  have  the  time . ” “ aww .   that  was  so  sweet . ”