#( &&. — ft. savannah. )

[lonelela]

TIME : late afternoon, before dusk PLACE : deer lake WITH : savannah grady , @redcreeksavannah

lela wasn't one to be entirely social - she was never the one with a million friends or the life of the part. instead, she was the quiet girl who usually had a sketchbook in hand or taking pictures of the ones around her. so it wasn't often that she found herself at deer lake surrounded by a - surprisingly - quite a few people. she had the joint in hand and was already pretty stoned when she heard a joke from someone a few feet away. she couldn't help but laugh - obnoxiously at that - before she shook her head. "sorry, but that was funny" she muttered, holding out the joint in her hands for the other person. "you want a hit? i promise it's not like laced with anything."

[cantfightmoonlight]

@nyraxodeyer

"Hi," Sav flashed Nyra a soft smile as she stood awkwardly in the lobby of the Emerald Hotel, glancing around with wide eyes, having a feeling that she probably looked just as much like a fish out of water as she felt. "So, uh… this is it, huh?" She asked, shifting her weight and tugging at the hem of her sleeve as her gaze flicked to the chandelier overhead. “Can’t say I expected my first time steppin’ into Fae Court to be through a hotel lobby, but I guess that’s sort of the point, ain't it?”

Her gaze landed back on Nyra, a nervous chuckle slipping out. “So is it just the hotel or are am I suddenly gonna be portaled into another world or somethin'? I just wanna know what I should be mentally preparin' myself for is all."

[moonglowmagic]

Where: Bronc Riding/Barrel Racing 

Who: @cantfightmoonlight

Dilan watched from the sidelines as Savannah competed in the different types of racing and riding, she honestly sat in awe of the blonde on her horse. Part of her wished she wasn’t scared of the horses so she could do it herself, but also the fear of not being good at it immediately weighed on her. Chewing on the inside of her cheek as the latest competition finished up, she got up from her seat and walked over to where Savannah and the horse were. Staying a bit away from her as she waved to greet her. “Hi,” She eventually got out. “You did really great out there. You’ll probably medal.” Trying nervously to create small talk with the other woman while staying away from the horse. “Can you get down? You know from that?” Gesturing to the horse nervously. “I don’t like animals bigger than me.”

[cr4shout-a]

# 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. "

[packagecfgirlyevil]

closed starter for @terrorbitch / from this starter call. ft. savannah ( sav ) garner & hopefully mckenna? med intern rivals?

savannah usually let most things slide right off her; she wasn't exactly about to engage in some sort of turf war over who got what cases. half her fellow interns would flunk out anyways, overwhelmed by the pressure and stress that came with actually being a doctor. blood and guts were fun when you were in med school, but now it was the real deal.

but she had a point, and mckenna was crossing it more and more every day. just because she didn't need every case didn't mean she didn't want cases - and when a high profile one came up, an option to help assist during a live surgery, she knew she wasn't about to let mckenna take it from her this time. "i hope you're preparing to watch from the gallery," savannah said as she found the other in the locker room, pulling out her own notebook full of information she'd need to win this coveted spot. "because this time, i'm playing to win."

[sosagely]

@bejewe13d asked ; "i never considered myself tough."

an eyebrow quirks up, eyeing the girl up and down in silence for a beat. before the ever so eloquent, "you're fucking kidding, right?" affection softens the sharp words, as does the following scoff. arms fold across her chest as she draws herself up to her full height. (which, really, isn't much.) "you're entering a bloodbath of a playing field, chasing a dream that most people wouldn't think to even try. and you're doing it by baring your heart to the cold, cruel world. don't know, sav, that sounds pretty tough to me. credit where credit is due, dude."

[unproduciblesmackdown]

minneapolis, so far…(and a little Chicago)!!!

from erica durham (chiffon)

[shcrtsweets]

@bejewe13d liked for a starter!

"he said he's six-foot-two and i'm like 'dude, nice try'."

[cantfightmoonlight]

@akiss-from-a-rose

"You wanna tell me how I know ya?" Sav asked after a drawn out breath. The blonde at the other end of Starlight's bar had been milking her drink for quite some time now. Though, try as she might, her gaze kept on being drawn back to the brunette a few seats down. A spark of a thought rested at the tip of her tongue. But, it didn't matter if she inexplicably knew deep in her gut that she had met the woman before. The spark wouldn't catch and a full fledge memory had yet to come. So, instead, she found herself biting the bullet to ask, "Because we done met before, haven't we?"

[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.” 

[dcydrecming]

@wallfloweresque

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES | 2.02 "Brave New World"

[willowswriting]

Continued from here for @missmiscry

Were they being unreasonable? Suddenly Julian didn't know. They hadn't thought so in the moment, they were just trying to protect Savannah but maybe the way that they had attempted to do that had caused the women to overreact. Though Julian wouldn't dare speak those words out loud. "Fine." they signed staring at the women "But i don't intend to wake up and have forgotten this by the time the sun rises!"

[packagecfgirlyevil]

closed starter for @honeybeehimbowrites / 2mf ( from this meme ) for rish & savannah

savannah knew this was crossing like a thousand lines, but with her thighs spread for him, her head face down in a pillow and his dick teasing her like he was - dragging it over her clit, against her ass, anywhere but sliding inside of her - she simply could not have come up with any reasons to walk away if she tried. "please," she whimpered, his hands warm on her hips, "just fuck me already, god." she was rewarded with his cock sliding into her cunt, her moan echoing around the on-call room around them. "fuck," she murmured, biting down on her own arm to keep herself quiet as her walls adjusted around him - yes, sneaking away with him was definitely worth the risk of getting caught.

[sosagely]

@bejewe13d asked ; [Text] I... think you sent that to the wrong person.

[ imessage : savvy superstar 🌟 ] no, i didn't [ imessage : savvy superstar 🌟 ] they're having a flash sale but i can't decide [ imessage : savvy superstar 🌟 ] need your oh so impeccable judgement [ imessage : savvy superstar 🌟 ] plunge, or push-up? or the lace?

[cantfightmoonlight]

Savannah’s breath caught in her throat, her smile tugging wider as that last kiss settled like a secret against her lips. She leaned back slightly, just enough to get a better look at him and, lord have mercy, he was something else. She was fairly certain that boy could charm the skin off a snake if he wanted to, and here he was, smiling like he hadn't just turned her whole world sideways.

"Well," She murmured, her voice soft as silk as she whispered, "'ain't you just full of surprises." Her fingers lingered along his jaw like they had a mind of their own, memorizing the shape of him as if she hadn’t already burned it into the back of her eyelids. “I reckon I can wait 'til Friday... if I have to,” she drawled, peering up at him like he’d hung the stars himself. She hadn't even meant to start singing. It simply slipped out with a breath.

One moment, she was being swept up in the kiss and, the next, the moon was rising high above them pulling the song out of her like a hum laced in longing. Her blue eyes were on his, illuminated under the faint light and, before she could stop herself, the melody poured out of her like honeyed wine. And when he leaned closer, the gravity between them shifted. Her lips found his again and she found herself being swept up in the taste of him, the feeling of the salt on their skin as the waves lapped at their ankles and the grip he seemed to have on her waist as if he was scared she might vanish into the waves as they both seemed to be, in one way or another, being called out to sea.

Will laughed lightly at the realization, the sudden knowledge that they sat here, intertwined, talking about life and danger, her child, the fate of this town, and still they'd forgotten to exchange the most basic of information: their names. He felt her answer as much as he heard it, her lips still so close, vibrating against. She smelled sweet, like honey, and like the ocean too, like the adventure that existed beyond the waves, and the comfort of the shore. As her finger traced along his jaw, he leaned in once more and pressed one last kiss to her lips. "I'll tell you at eight on Friday," he promised. He'd already asked her on a date without knowing her name, already kissed her without it. What was a few hours more of anticipation, the promise of seeing her again once the moon had waned?

He should have expected the singing. After all, the moon had risen, full and bright and shining above their heads. Only, Will wasn't paying much attention to the moon when he was so fixated on the blonde siren sitting with him on the beach. The song washed over him like a warm drink or a soft bed after a very, very long day. It was the most beautiful sound he'd ever heard, and in that moment, he thought he might die if the song ever stopped.

Will hadn't been planning on going anywhere any time soon, but as soon as the siren began to sing, even the possibility of leaving became impossible. He leaned into her. He needed to be closer. He needed to never, ever leave her side. Whatever they'd just been talking about didn't seem to matter much. He hardly even remembered his own name. All that really mattered was being close to her.

[cantfightmoonlight]

@swimmingwiththefitzes

"Hiya," Savannah flashed a bright smile the blonde's way. She lifted her hand out of the water to give the other woman a friendly wave, before she swam over to a nearby rock and hoisted herself up so that she could sprawl out across it. The rays of the sun kissing every part of her skin to, hopefully, give her an even tan, or even enough, given that she currently had her tail on full display rather than legs. While, she was new to town and still getting the hang of things, the one perk she had quickly discovered was that Lunar Cove was one of the towns in existence where she didn't have to hide herself and, while everything else she had learned so far had been bordering unsettling, she figured she might as well let herself have this. "You wouldn't care to join me, would ya?"