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[unlvedyou]

“Because of the way you’re looking at me.” Alison raises a brow at him. “Are you pissed at me or not?” He looked like he was angry with her, but she could be wrong, even though she was sure she wasn’t. His silence around her had said something.

@unlvedyou | symbol starter for alison from derek morgan

“What makes you say that?”

#magicandmayhcm

[unlvedyou]

🥂

#im terribly bored #and my head hurts #but someone pls rp with me #( ||. nadia shut up o o c .|| )

[unlvedyou]

Send me 🚪  ( or ‘door’ )   and I’ll generate a number for my muse to show up on your muse’s doorstep ( a mix of angst, silliness, and fluff ) …

crying

starving

possessed

sopping wet

blackout drunk

holding a baby

after a car crash

looking for a fight

covered in bruises

after being mugged

covered with confetti

severely dehydrated 

angry beyond reason

with a broken arm/leg

covered in blood (theirs)

after having a nightmare

after being missing for days

after the death of a loved one

covered in baking ingredients

about to faint from exhaustion

with a real crown on their head

on their knee, with ring in hand

covered in tiny scrapes and cuts

covered in blood ( someone else’s )

holding a baby animal ( sender’s choice )

[unlvedyou]

“See, that’s where I’m not sure how you want me to respond.” Alison turned around to face the person who had been repeatedly asking if she was alright. She had been spacing out at work, storming out of rooms, and hiding in the restroom stalls. It was unprofessional, especially around so many government officials, but her mind could not bring herself to care. “I mean, are you asking out of common courtesy and praying that I’ll just say ‘yeah I’m perfect’ and move on? ‘Cause the ‘how are you’ question is so, so, so stupid. People ask, but in reality, they don’t care. A-a-and it’s supposed to be a liberating reality when you realize, but I don’t feel so damn liberated.” Her voice had rose, the anger slowly seeping into her words. “Or do you want me to actually express how I feel? That would take too long and everyone wants to get on with their day. Because no one - no human - wants to hear a sad story.” Her chest heaved as she finished, the air in her lungs seeming to tighten. She hadn’t meant to ramble and fall apart, but the tears stinging her eyes were ripping her into pieces.

#O P E N S T A R T E R #C R I M E S H O W R E L A T E D #C R I M I N A L M I N D S #i would cry the happiest tears if someone responded to this #( ||. nadia shut up o o c .|| )

[unlvedyou]

yes, exactly! i also think it says something how they said all that crap while on anon lol. again, your blog is your blog and you make the rules. no one should have any strong say in how you run it. 

i’m sorry to intrude but some people seriously just need to understand that your blog is your blog and nothing more? don’t try and fix things or whatever bc seriously, it’s not that deep??? it’s a blog and for whoever sent in the god thing has a lot of time - @unlvedyou

you’re not intruding! i appreciate your message, thank you! imma keep running my blog the way i wanna, gonna keep going with my hcs, and ignore the drama/stop responding to suspicious af anons. it’s fine. i got this.

[unlvedyou]

🥂

#i need some good advice #because #i need to figure out how to get more people to interact with my blog #and idk what to do #( ||. Nadia shut up - O O C .|| )

[unlvedyou]

“Huh?” His voice broke her thoughts. It didn’t take long for Alison to drift off into a whole different universe. She matched his eyes once again, shaking her head. “New to the town and the school, but I don’t work here.” Glancing around the classroom, she looks back at him. “I’m Alison.” He seemed like he wanted a name. “I’m just utilizing the space to go over a few things.”

“I’m sorry?” (Ewan) - @unlvedyou

Ewan looked up at the young woman from his work with a quizzical look. He must have been muttering under his breath, a habit of his when he read. “I didn’t see you there... thought I was alone... I was mistaken... I was just reading a passage, I hope I didn’t alarm you.”

@unlvedyou

[unlvedyou]

An empty classroom at the local university had been the perfect location for a quiet review of her notes. However, Alison hadn’t noticed that someone else had been sitting down on the other end of the room until she heard a hushed voice and mumbled words. “I didn’t see you either.” She says, slowly looking up from the piles of papers in front of her. “You’re fine.” Her mouth hung open for a just a few seconds longer before closing it, unsure of what else to say. “Y-yeah, you’re fine.” Alison looked back down at her own work, mentally cursing herself for being so awkward.

“I’m sorry?” (Ewan) - @unlvedyou

Ewan looked up at the young woman from his work with a quizzical look. He must have been muttering under his breath, a habit of his when he read. “I didn’t see you there... thought I was alone... I was mistaken... I was just reading a passage, I hope I didn’t alarm you.”

@unlvedyou

[unlvedyou]

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[unlvedyou]

“See, that’s where I’m not sure how you want me to respond.” Alison turned around to face the person who had been repeatedly asking if she was alright. She had been spacing out at work, storming out of rooms, and hiding in the restroom stalls. It was unprofessional, especially around so many government officials, but her mind could not bring herself to care. “I mean, are you asking out of common courtesy and praying that I’ll just say ‘yeah I’m perfect’ and move on? ‘Cause the ‘how are you’ question is so, so, so stupid. People ask, but in reality, they don’t care. A-a-and it’s supposed to be a liberating reality when you realize, but I don’t feel so damn liberated.” Her voice had rose, the anger slowly seeping into her words. “Or do you want me to actually express how I feel? That would take too long and everyone wants to get on with their day. Because no one - no human - wants to hear a sad story.” Her chest heaved as she finished, the air in her lungs seeming to tighten. She hadn’t meant to ramble and fall apart, but the tears stinging her eyes were ripping her into pieces.

#O P E N S T A R T E R #C R I M E S H O W R E L A T E D #C R I M I N A L M I N D S

[unlvedyou]

All she could do was let out a quiet little laugh at his repose. Alison had the tendency to make people storm off and away from her. It was the reason why she was always in the background - tucked away until called upon. Most people couldn’t handle her personality, and she didn’t mind. She also didn’t mind being called an asshole, because truthfully, she was an asshole. Alison was a huge ass and she couldn’t care less. She was also a know it all, but that just came with her many BA’s and PHD’s. As he walked off, she waved, her small hand moving slightly in mockery.

“Sorry, can I help you?” - @unlvedyou

He looked over at the voice, pulling his notebook down. He was focused on the TV, not aware someone else was in front of it. “I was watching the news. Taking some notes. Why? Do I need help with something?”

@unlvedyou

#T A G G E D

[unlvedyou]

“You talk a lot too.” Alison blurts out. The sense of guilt that was supposed to wash in after her rather blunt comment, didn’t. “If people were uncomfortable enough, then they’d say something. Human instinct will say no when things go too far. You either don’t ask enough questions or they’re too light.” She was a natural observer and analyzer - always reading people except herself. “You don’t understand why I don’t like to talk, so don’t say that. People don’t like it when someone tells them they understand their situation but they don’t.” The young woman looked back down at her computer, the sound of typing returning.

“Sorry, can I help you?” - @unlvedyou

He looked over at the voice, pulling his notebook down. He was focused on the TV, not aware someone else was in front of it. “I was watching the news. Taking some notes. Why? Do I need help with something?”

@unlvedyou

#T O B E T A G G E D

[unlvedyou]

⎰WELL YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY

ABOUT HOPE,

IT BREEDS ETERNAL

MISERY. ⎱

E D I T || VIA @VELLEITIESS ON INSTAGRAM

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[unlvedyou]

Every night I'm dancing with your ghost.

—Sasha Sloan

#( ||. 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 A E S T H E T I C .|| )

[unlvedyou]

It wasn’t that Alison didn’t want to speak to him. She just wasn’t a very talkative person in general. She was always quiet and reserved, observing others and making mental notes about them. Her eyes drifted back the computer screen, finishing up the heavy amount of paper work that had been assigned to her. The load was a lot, but she had it completed just within a few hours. Peering over the screen, Alison catches his thoughtful expression. “Penny for your thoughts?” Her voice was quiet as she spoke, examining his featured. There was obviously something on his mind.

“Sorry, can I help you?” - @unlvedyou

He looked over at the voice, pulling his notebook down. He was focused on the TV, not aware someone else was in front of it. “I was watching the news. Taking some notes. Why? Do I need help with something?”

@unlvedyou

[unlvedyou]

“Agnes?” She raises a brow. The name sounded slightly familiar, but Alison couldn’t be too sure. Perhaps they had mentioned it to her earlier, but her mind had labeled it as ‘unimportant’ and forgotten about it. “I guess so?” She shrugs. “And no, I haven’t worked for them prior. I’m new and had to find work so I took a job as the receptionist. It’s just temporary.” Alison explained.

“Sorry, can I help you?” - @unlvedyou

He looked over at the voice, pulling his notebook down. He was focused on the TV, not aware someone else was in front of it. “I was watching the news. Taking some notes. Why? Do I need help with something?”

@unlvedyou

#T O B E T A G G E D

[unlvedyou]

Alison felt a slight sense of embarrassment, but she didn’t mind too much. These days, her mind was in the clouds and she could barely pull herself down to earth to think properly. “I think I have you scheduled here.” Green eyes glanced down at the little agenda on the desk. “I’ll get him for you.” She pushed herself up from the chair, making her way to the back and down the halls. Alison wasn’t supposed to directly talk to the chief, but did she care? Not at all. The only way to get things done was to handle it yourself. Walking back out to the front desk, she sits down again. “He’ll see you in ten.”

“Sorry, can I help you?” - @unlvedyou

He looked over at the voice, pulling his notebook down. He was focused on the TV, not aware someone else was in front of it. “I was watching the news. Taking some notes. Why? Do I need help with something?”

@unlvedyou

#T O B E T A G G E D