hi guys, i have been severely lacking motivation to be here so for now i’m going on a hiatus. idk when i’ll be back, or if i will but i completely understand if you drop threads and unfollow.
see you in a while. ❤️
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"congratulations, you're doing an amazing job!" she snaps. she instantly regrets it knowing that he could end her life in a moment if he wanted to. she shudders a breath. "why me? what do you want from me?"
‧ ₊ 🇴🇵🇪🇳. ₊ fems ,
❝ do you not understand that i would go to any lengths to make your life a fucking living hell ? ❞
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"wow, okay, tell me how you really feel." she wants to laugh but she can see the seriousness in his face, in his eyes. "benji ... hey, what's going on?"
f / m / nb
muse: benji, mechanic and hitman
plot: ur muse is benji's best friend, but ever since they've gotten a significant other, benji's been acting weird . . . so they've been hyping up one of their friends to set him up on a date, but benji isn't having any of it, bc why don't u get that i don't want to see u with anyone else
" if you like her that much, you go out with her. "
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🌺 send this to ten blogs you think are wonderful 🌺
NO U. ❤️🥰😭
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brooke heard a voice, she turned her head seeing a stranger who she assumed was just one of the movers. she narrowed her eyes at his words completely confused by it. "clearly, you're right there." she steps forward to poke him but when he fingers go through him, she holds her hand up and becomes instantly speechless. "what the hell is going on?"
open to all! benjamin alson. jamie dornan. forty one. he/they. pansexual. ghost.
"oh, fuck off." benji grumbled, watching as they brought the first box in. their 'new home' was his current one, but he was dead, so how was he supposed to tell them that? benji climbed onto the couch, sitting on the arm rest as he watched them move about. he hated this part, planning out how to scare them away from the house. what he hadn't expected however was them looking over and actually spotting him. actually seeing him. or then immediately screaming. "wait, you can fucking see me?"
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PSA: IF WE’RE IN A MUTUAL AND YOU WANT TO THROW A STARTER AT ME BECAUSE YOUR MUSE WANTS MINE OR YOU JUST WANT TO ROLEPLAY IN GENERAL —- JUST DO IT. I PROMISE, I’LL SCREAM WITH HAPPINESS IF YOU DO. YOU’RE NOT BOTHERING ME ; I WANT TO ROLEPLAY WITH ALL OF THE PEOPLE I FOLLOW. OKAY, YOU’RE ALL WONDERFUL. PCE.
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"i'm not yucking your yum !" she says holding her hands up in defense with a small smirk on her face. "but also ... i wanna know more?"
open to: m/f/nb 22-26
who: mckinzie 'kinzie' 24 / kristine froseth fc .
what: she just told your muse about her weird fetish ( not sure what ). your muse can either make fun of her for it, or be completely judgmental. your muse is probably one of her close friends, which is why she told them.
" look━ if i wanted someone to judge me all night , i would have just asked my brother to hangout . " she rolls her eyes . " either shut the fuck up about it , or piss off . "
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@grav3encovnters
hanuel : thank you for keeping me safe.
dohyun : thank you for keeping me warm.
pak chavitpong and mon taechin
as jao x wayu
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"why can't i just be happy ..." she says this in a way of defeat ; her voice low and exhausted. why can't she just find the right guy? she sighs and shrugs. "i give up, men suck."
open to: f - please disregard my muse page and rules as they are both very old! any questions le me know.
plot: my boy phoenix is your characters friend/fwb/frenemy and he's pointed out her boyfriend is a dick, and now he's done something to prove that. not to mention he has feelings for her but he won't openly admit it.
"i don't know what you want me to say.." his expression was soft, and somehow he managed to keep his calm through the conversation. "i take no pride in being right, i never wanted you to get hurt by him."
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"you think i don't feel guilty for it? you think i want to ... " he stops himself and releases a sigh that he feel like he'd been holding the whole time. "i can't help it. i can't not want you."
˖ ⁺ ‧ ₊ ˚ open starter : m / f / nb
" you don't get to look at me like that , not when you're dating my best friend . "
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"who says you get a say in who i want, hm?"
open — anyone!
muse — samuel grey, 24, college student / soccer captain. okay to assume any sort of connection.
“ i’m not the person you want. i know you think i am , but it won’t take you long to realize that this is a mistake. “
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"i'd like to think so, yeah. i guess it would depend on how you'd tip." she smirks at him before pouring him one more drink on the house.
OPEN: Anyone but must be 21+ ( f if romantic )
MUSE: Jack McKay. Thirty one. He/him. Paramedic. Joe Keery. (bio in source)
WHERE: Jack and y/m are out at the bar. He's curious if y/m and him would be friends if they had met 10 years earlier.
" I'm just saying... do you think if we met before, you'd still like me ? "
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"you're giving me whiplash, grim." she tells him, her arms wrap around his waist and her brown hues meet his gaze. "nothing will happen to you, i won't allow it. i'll do whatever it takes to keep you here with me & more importantly, to keep you safe."
human emotions are far too complex for grim to fully understand. he can see many flashes running across seline's expression until finally , grief settles in place. it's a sadness that grim can only vaguely remember feeling once a long , long time ago. he almost wishes he could feel it now , feel it to the extent seline is , but he is barred from feeling ever again. though that isn't quite exact as he's feeling quite a bit right now for someone who isn't supposed to carry emotions in his bones.
he sighs softly as he steps in closer to her. ❝ i know , i know. i'm so sorry , seline. i never meant to hurt you. i need you to believe me when i say that. i never meant to fall in love with you. i never even thought i could. ❞ the revelation has him shaking his head. ❝ but you and i. . . . . we. . . we can't exist. no matter how badly we want to , we just cannot be together. the fates will not allow it to be. ❞
a finger lifts to wipe the tears falling from her eyes. ❝ i have to make the choice , seline. we cannot be. that's it. fin. the end. i wasn't even supposed to be able to fall in love with you. it's forbidden in my world. yet. . . . ❞ there it is - and yet. he's an exception , but for what reason ? how ? why ? who allowed this to happen ? so does that mean. . .
his eyes that had drifted from her gaze are brought back , the light in them a bit lighter. he sits down so that he is almost face to face with her. he takes her soft cheeks into his hard palms , cradling her as though he was holding a porcelain egg. ❝ i don't want to leave you either , seline. i want this just as much as you do. so , i'll stay. we'll find a way to be together , even if it means my demise. ❞ he crooks a finger under her chin to bring it up so she's forced to look at him. ❝ you are my universe , seline. without you , there's no light - only darkness. i won't let you fall without catching you if you promise not to burn out and to keep shining brightly for me. can you do that ? ❞
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she had been sticking her tongue to her cheek, biting her lip, sucking her teeth just to stop from grinning and possibly laughing at him. they had just been arguing over something so trivial but somehow found a way to make it bigger than it should have been but at this moment, she couldn't help herself. she balled up a fist and put it to her lips shaking her head, her voice muffled by her knuckles.
"i don't think this is funny." though she totally did.
his statement was taunting but she didn't care, she knew she could get him back. "i might have to since you're an idiot who locked everything inside his car because you were too busy thinking about me." she started to rummage through her purse, "come here, i might still have a lighter in here." she had given up smoking but for some reason there was a comfort having a lighter in her purse ; like it was a reminder ... of him.
Kendall held his breath as he waited for the first droplets of rain to start pouring down from the sky. He didn't want to be that guy— standing in the rain having a poignant conversation that could easily be had inside, but he had accidentally locked his keys in his car and his house keys were attached to that, but it had been easy to make the mistake in the midst of their heated argument. He had thought that slamming the door and walking away would really send it all home, but, now, he was standing outside, the damp smell of impending rain looming and even madder than he had been before.
"I swear to God, if I look up and you've got a scummy grin on your face,' he shook his head. He scrolled through his phone, looking for the number of one of his friends who could help him shimmy the door or just straight up break the glass— he didn't care at that point. Kendall sucked his teeth, irritated that though he had a pack of cigarettes, the lighter was, also, in the car.
"You can just get an Uber home, if you're going to stand there lookin' helpless."
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"why do i feel like any answer i give you is going to be the wrong one?"
" Do you ever regret marrying me instead of him? "
Open: Females 35+
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"you know, you aren't wrong - that is a good picture of you." casper admits with a smile before turning his back to him. "i wonder if there's still some form of news about my death out there."
| OPEN |
"Yeah...that's me." Mason said softly looking down at the news paper clipping. It was a article about his disappearance. "At least they used a good picture. So I got that going for me." The ghost chuckled.
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