could you imagine a ‘lips of an angel by hinder’ based plot?? jfc it would be amazing they would be sneaking around late at nights, beyond jealous points of anger and confusion and quiet late night calls while the other is with their gf/bf???? i need this now yes

hello!  trying  to  work  on  drafts  and  muses  page  right  now  but  ,  like  this  post  for  a  starter  ?  i’ll  come  and  pick  something  from  your  wishlist  to  work  with.

ft.  harper  !

i  hate  you  i  love  you  i  hate  that  i  love  you  —  the  high  notes  were  blasting  loud  in  her  ears.  she  liked  the  way  it  felt.  this  familiar  scent  of  her  heart  being  broken  over  and  over  again.  her  favourite  aftertaste.  “  i  stole  your  shoes.  don’t  need  them  anymore,  though…  ”

❛  you  know  ,  h  ,  some  girls  would  steal  better  items  than  my  shoes.  such  as  my  shirts.  ❜    he  said  as  he  bite  his  lips  while  eyeing  her  up.  ❛   hoping  you  still  have  the  one  i  love  to  actually  rip  from  you  when  we're  alone  ?  ❜  of  course  he  has  to  be  bold  now.  that’s  the  only  thing  he  can  came  up  with.  hiding  his  feelings  by  acting  up  like  an  asshole.  he  raised  an  eyebrow  though  as  he  took  the  shoes  she  has  borrowed  ,  brushing  her  fingers  with  his  own  in  the  process.  ❛  thanks  so  much  though.  i  was  looking  for  those  actually.  have  a  big  gigs  in  two  weeks.  are  you  still  coming  ?  ❜

ft.  zachary  !

          “ you weren’t supposed to look in there. ”  a hand came to shut the closet door,  it being stocked with various weapons indicating he was much more than just a contractor — like he claimed.  slipping his shirt on over his head,  he wandered away from her,  not offering her any more information. 

she  know  she  shouldn't  look  through  his  stuff.  it  was  private  stuff  and  she  shouldn't  put  her  nose  in  business  that  doesn't  actually  concerns  her.  it  doesn't  meant  that  she  cannot  be  worried  about  him.  she  saw  his  behavior  change  this  past  few  weeks.  she  doesn't  really  questionned  it  but  now  that  she  discovered  his  weapons  collections  ,  she  has  to  know  what's  happening  with  him  somehow.  crossing  her  arms  against  her  chest  ,  she  followed  him  in  the  other  room  as  she  sighed  loudly.    ❛  that's  it  ?  aren't  you  gonna  say  anything  ?  i  mean  ,  are  you  a  serial  killer  or  something  ?  an  agent  ?  it  is  weird  enough  to  see  you  rect  like  that  and  giving  me  the  silent  treatment  doesn't  actually  help  me  feel  better.  ❜

  open to: m / f / nb.

  muse: freya  ferguson  ,  twenty  three years old , bisexual , balerina.

  connections: bf/gf , best friend , anyone really.  +  see plot in the source.

 freya  loved  to  dance.  feeling  the  music  and  letting  her  body  move  to   the  rythm  actually  helps  her  escape  from  the  work  she  has  to  do  on  daily  basis.  something  she  isn’t  going  to  spit  on  since  she  needed  the  money  to  pay  for  her  rent  and  all.  though  ,  she  has  to  admit  that  sometimes  ,  she  wished  she  wouldn’t  have  to  teach  other  girls  how  to  do  their  portait  and  how  to  be  the  best  ballerina  that  there  is  in  the  whole  world  ,  she  loved  the  challenge  and  meeting  new  people.  leaving  her  class  and  walking  toward  her  appartment  complex  ,  she  couldn’t  help  herself  but  stop  at  a  fast  food  to  take  something  to  eat  as  she  wait  patiently  her  turn.  when  someone  rudely  push  her  ,  she  gasped  as  she  looked  at  the  person  and  added  ,  irritated.  ❛  a  “  please  ,  “  or  “  sorry  “  is  better  than  pushing  people  around  ,  asshole.  ❜  

   open  to:  f  /  m  /  nb.

   muse:  mason  davenport  ,  twenty-two years  ,  rockstar.

   connections: ex gf/bf , ex fwb , best friend, anyone. see the plot in the source link.

❛  didn’t  actually  expected  to  see  you  here  tonight.  ❜  the  surprise  is  written  on  his  face  as  he  couldn’t  help  himself  but  smile  when  he  think  about  all  of  this.  they  had  just  broken  up  a  week  ago  and  yet  ,  here  they  were  again  ,  same  place.  ❛  what  are  you  doing  here  ?  wanted  to  see  me  again  ?  try   to  take  things  where  we  left  them  off  ?  ❜

bloomqd​:

i need to go to the store shortly and to see a friend but this is a plotting call, so, if you wanna plot something out, like this post maybe ?

ft.  jacob  .

            ‘  desperate  is  not  a  good  look  on  you  .  ’ 

❛  that's  not  what  you  were  saying  five  minutes  ago .  ❜   elle  couldn't  help  herself  but  looked  at  him  with  pure  hartred  .  it  wasn't  the  first  time  that  this  happened  to  her  .  that's  why  she  reminds  herself  not  to  come  back  everytime  .  to  prevent  the   feelings   she  does  felt   everytime   she's   around  him  .

   open to:  f / m / nb.

   muse: robert callahan.

   connections: friend / best friend / girlfriend/boyfriend / assume connection.

❛  f*ck  this  shit  !  i'm  out .  ❜   robert  says  as  he  rolls  his  eyes  while  listening  to  another  person  talking  about  the  city  .  he  know  that  those  type  of  subject  ,  insecurities  and  all  that  in  a  city  were  important  .  though  ,  he  know  that  cops  were  having  eyes  on  him  at  all  times  ,  he  turned  to  the  person  next  to  him  as  he  added  .   ❛   is  there  anything  good  besides  this  speech  ?  like  drinking  beers  or  something  ?   ❜

     open to: f / m / nb.

     muse: michelle lockhart. 

     connections:  exes  ,  exes  fwb  ,  ex-husband/wife , assume  connections.

❛  go  ahead ,  you  can  say  it’s  my  fault .  ❜   because  she  know  it  was  .  it  was  her  fault  if  everything  fall  to  pieces  .  she  wasn’t  receptive  to  anything  that   happened  between  them  .   can   people  blame  her  ?  was  she  going  to  regret  that  ?   probably  .  though   ,   she   isn’t   going  to   show   it   ,   deep  down  inside   her   cold  exterior   ,  is   hidden  a   soft   and  broken  person  .

Lily-Rose in 2017  ♥

I said get out!

bonus: 

i need to go to the store shortly and to see a friend but this is a plotting call, so, if you wanna plot something out, like this post maybe ?

ft.  noah  .

his  jawline  tensed.  it  did  pet  his  ego,  he  couldn’t  hide  that.  the  way  she  behaved.  even  if  it  was  all  nothing  but  a  white  lie  —  he  liked  that  very  much  so.  “  get  ready,  we’re  leaving  in  5.  you’re  doing  a  great  job.  ”  he  will  fu*k  her  later,  surely.

his  tone  isn't  something  that  samantha  is  used  to  .  everyone   around  her   liked   to  talk  to  her   as   if  she  was   still  a  fucking  child   but   what   they   don't   know  is  that   sometimes  ,  a  girl  like  her  needed   to  be  bossed   around  .   that's   why   she  complied   and  do  what   she   was   asked   to  do  as   she   turned   around   ,   removing   her   shirt   in  front   of  him  .  ❛   what  are  you  gonna   do   if   we   are   late   ?   punish  me  ?   ❜    she   asked   as   she  maintain  eye   contact   as   a   teasing  smirk  appears  .    ❛   i  mean  ,  that  is   what   you  like  right  ?  when  you  are  on  top .   ❜