misghsts

↳ if we had ships on this account, go check out my new indie account. I’ve been using it for a few months now! If you message me we can talk about continuing our ships even if the character isn’t there anymore - since there was a bit of a switch around with muses. ok, that’s all. If you follow me and I recognize your url/know you, I’ll follow back. 

some of the characters I used to have are gone bc i didn’t have muse for them anymore, or didn’t want to bring them over and i also brought some old faves back……….so, check them out?? maybe hmu over there. 

i forgot the email for the account too so bye about that lmao i’ll remember it eventually dw

some of the characters I used to have are gone bc i didn’t have muse for them anymore, or didn’t want to bring them over and i also brought some old faves back..........so, check them out?? maybe hmu over there. 

i forgot the email for the account too so bye about that lmao i’ll remember it eventually dw

                                 hello...                                                       it me

i’m not gonna be dramatic af omg don’t mind me. I just wanted to let people know that since I got a full time job and I’m horrrrrrrrrrible (I’m not even kidding) at balancing full time jobs with roleplaying I’m gonna take a hiatus from this account. I have no idea when I’ll come back from the hiatus. It might be when my contract ends at the end of March, it might be when I can finally find a balance between roleplaying and work ?? who knows! 

This isn’t the first time I said I’m taking a hiatus from an account and in the past I’ve either forgotten passwords, or forgotten the account SO, I’m just going to say thank you to those who roleplayed with me - whether it be a single thread, or an entire verse that we put together. If you have me on skype, kik, imessage we don’t gotta let our verses die , just ask sami. We got a mv that never really made in on the dash but it’s always on skype aka in my pocket on my phone *cough* so just lemme know if you rp on stuff like that.

Thank you even to people that I didn’t interact with. For following me, for writing, for being absolutely sick. 

Watch me come back in two days like ‘i can balance it’ just watch lmao, but for now 

see ya ! wouldn’t wanna be ya! 

@sm0kescreens liked for a starter (ages ago). 

❝ where are you supposed to hang mistletoe - actually, what the fuck IS mistletoe? where does it come from and why does it only come out in the winter? where’s it the rest of the year? ❞

❝ They call it the season of giving, I’m here, I’m yours. I mean, I won’t be wrapped under a tree but I want something tha’ lasts forever, cause I don’t wanna be alone tonight. I’ll wear ya’ like a christmas sweater, walk proudly to the mistletoe tonight. I want something to last forever, so kiss me on this cold december night. ❞ once he’s finished rambling, he looked back at the other as he shoved the piece of paper back into his pocket. ❝ what d’ya think? good? ❞

The London Session - Episode 3

like this post & i’ll make a starter when i get back!  just a warning now that it’ll probably be from one of my harry muses. 

sm0kescreens.

“your eyes.” he stated simply backing up as he blocked the door. “they’re the same color, but it’s different. something isn’t right.” he whispered trying to move around him. “look, i don’t know who you are, but you’re not my kaleem. just by the way you talk and act, especially to me. you act as if we haven’t been together for this long.” he shook his head. “can i leave, please? i don’t want to bother you anymore.”

he was warned not to let anybody think there was a difference in his being, so when it seems that the other had cracked the system and figured out that he isn’t the same person who had previously occupied the body, he can’t let him leave. kaleem has to convince him otherwise. “babe - baby? I don’t know what you’re talking about. jus’ because I want to take a break doesn’t mean I’m a different person. I’m just - changing.”

wordinglives.

he’s a bit discouraged when she flinched upon being touched, but he figures that it won’t be easy but it will definitely be worth it when he’s able let her understand that he would never lay a finger that way on her. so, he doesn’t give up just yet, despite knowing how hard it may be. “but you aren’t.” he replies, blue hues staring at the blonde as his mind raced to figure things out. hesitantly, he lifts his hands off her and slides down the wall that she pressing herself against. “so, lets just order some takeout and you sit where you’re comfortable and we’ll talk.” his quirked brows ask for a confirmation as he held up his phone.

“I’ll be fine,” she tries to reassure, dialect straight forward and kept surprisingly even. she doesn’t feel trapped now that he’s left the area around her & merely looks down to where he’s slid down the wall and planted himself. alaska looked to the phone he held in his hand before she slowly started to slide down; like she was still glued to the wall. now that he’s softer & sitting, she feels safer in an unexplainable way. “i can...i can still make dinner, you know. anything you like. i can make it. i can even call if that’s what you want, just give me the phone.” she holds a shaking hand out & cursed her nerves for betraying her like so. 

wordinglives.

he tries to put the pieces together and god, did his heart drop upon realisation. the thought of her thinking that he’d hurt in any shape or form almost hurt, but he knows for a fact that it’s in no comparison to how she feels. the sight of her trembling and the sound of her voice shaking was heartbreaking and all he wants her to know was that she was safe. though it may be hard to get the message across, he’ll try nonetheless. very, very cautiously, he takes another step towards her and gently, he places his hands on her shoulders, a silent permission to pull her closer against him. “no, no. i mean, we’re okay but— this, this is not okay.”

the way she flinched when he reached out to settle hands onto her shoulders was enough to give away that she didn’t take kindly to being touched. and as if to further confirm that she was scared, her eyes shut tightly and her breath was held. her lungs were screaming by the time he had told her that they were okay but she couldn’t breathe in just yet; couldn’t let herself settle. when she opened her eyes again, she looked up at him and tried to read his expression before speaking quietly, “i know. we’re okay,” though she paid no mind to something not being okay, just nodded with a gaze falling downwards. 

thexevanias.

Selena plopped into Jason’s lap and groaned. “I dunno, I think there’s supposed to be?” She rested her forehead to the side of his neck. “This isn’t as fun as the cake tasting we did the other day.” She angled her head to look at the fonts, pointing at the left one. “That one. I can’t tell the difference between these two, but I like them, so eeny meeny, that one.” She played with the sleeve of his shirt. “Maybe we should hire someone to do the little things and we just do the fun stuff ourselves? Like the dress and the cake and the food.”

When Selena had plopped onto his lap, he moved the way that he was sitting so that he could still see the pieces of paper positioned in front of them. He hummed at the thought of how many different types of cakes they had tried only a few days previous and groaned at how absolutely bored he was now. “That one, huh?” He picked it up, squinting like he was actually judging whether or not he wanted that exact font for their invitations. “Isn’t that what we hired a wedding planner for?” A bored Jason often resulted in a quiet one and while he watched her fingers pull at the ends of his shirt, he mumbled, “but I can’t even pick out the dress. Unless you want me to tag along and try on a few.” 

wordinglives.

as he attempts to study her, be it by the way the features her face flatters or be it the way the tone of her voice changes, he makes sure not to do anything that may push her wrong buttons. he knows for a fact that she’s already on the edge for some sort of reason he still isn’t able to comprehend and for the past few minutes, he’s yet to succeed in unraveling it but he doesn’t think he’s backing out anytime soon. he’s confused beyond compare, especially with how fearful she looks now and how it completely opposes the way she was acting just seconds ago. “alaska,” he begins, the sharp features on his face softening immediately upon realising how afraid she seemed. “i—i’m not angry, love.” now, he can confirm that something definitely wasn’t right. cautiously, he takes a step closer to her. “i’m not going to hurt you.” though he knows that she didn’t accuse him of such thing, he figured it was necessary to make it known to her. “it’s okay.”

if disappearing was a possibility, she would have sank into the wall, or through the floor; anything that could free her from watching him take steps towards her. “that’s what everybody says,” she says, words escaping her in a quiet, shaking tone. the sweating palms of her hands are pressed against the cool wall that she’s leaning against; the one she’s begging to let her sink through. being scared takes so much energy that it makes her feel sick. when blue hues return to his softened features, they’re brimming with tears and her lip is quivering a little, though she’s attempting to keep from spilling. his words promised not to hurt her but it isn’t by choice that alaska doesn’t believe him and it’s by chance she hears him through her silent pleads and repeats, “it’s okay. we’re okay. i’ll just make dinner, alright? it’s okay.” 

heeeeelllooooo, sorry about not being on a ton! usually by the time i get home these days i just wanna sleep. you can probably see i’m on semi-hiatus! I dunno how long I’ll be on semi-hiatus but I think I’m gonna start saving drafts to my google drive and just responding to them in my spare time. tbh i wish i had like...data...alas, i don’t. 

scfetypiin.

       “Well maybe but for now she’s yours. You brought her into this home, she’s your responsibility. Besides I help out. I give her feed and take care of her cuddling needs, that’s the reaaaal hard work Blaze.” she commented, nodding her head as if to prove her point as to how hard that word was. “Hey it just… seems like it will be painful. I’m not scared just… hesitant.” 

         ❛ I brought her into the house for both of us, �� he responded, hesitant to accuse Georgia of not taking enough care of the cat, though she had a solid point; he brought the kitten in. It was his responsibility. ❛ Don’t be a baby, Gee. It won’t hurt that much. ❜

tcmpcraryfix.

‘ WAIT, ’ she shouts from her perch in the living area, dropping her papers to the floor as she jumps up & attempts to chase after him. ‘ i let you leave my life once before & i don’t want it to happen again –   - bray, i love you.. i am IN love with you, alright? i always fucking have been, ’ she sighs, biting down on her bottom lip as she looks up at the other her eyes filled with tears. ‘ either you’ve noticed & didn’t retaliate the feelings or you’re oblivious & have no idea, either way i bloody love you. ’ there. it’s out now, & somehow she doesn’t feel any sort of relief, instead anxiety & nerves fill her thoughts. she doesn’t want him to reject her, her eyes looking anywhere but his. ‘ i—infact, forget i said anything.. okay? have a really nice life, you deserve it. ’ & she’s running back into the living room.

there’s a lingering silence that falls between them when she calls for him to wait & confesses everything that had been built up inside of her. he had stopped in time to turn towards her & see the way she looks up, longing for him to say something back to her before her eyes are dodging his gaze. if she hadn’t avoided his, he would have avoided hers. he can’t stop the guilt from building up inside of him       he had been completely oblivious to the feelings she had towards him. & before he could piece together a sentence, she had taken back what she said & was heading back to the living room. that wouldn’t do it for bray, usually, but he’s still shocked with the confession & does the thing he knows how to do best: he runs. he’s quiet as he leaves. the only evidence he was ever there is the mess he’s left behind. 

jcttblackheart.

❝ ——— Kid?” Jack responded with a frown, feeling more than just insulted at the other male’s words, “I’m not a twelve years old, I’m not a kid, stop acting like you are better than me because I sure as hell haven’t been acting like I’m somehow better than you are,” the escort added with a roll of eyes as he stepped closer until the two of them were chest to chest. “I’m twenty one and you’re not that much older than I am and age is not the reason of why I have customers. The reason I have customers is because I understand mine, I know what it is they all want and I give it to them when they need it and I’ve been doing so for the past two years,” he replied, getting angrier by the minute because he knew he doesn’t have to justify why he’s good at what he does, he knows what it is and that is all that matters to him but he can’t seem to stand the way the other male is accusing him, “I didn’t steal any of your customers, arsehole.”

The situation was beginning to spiral out of his control. With every step that Jack made towards him, he tried to make at least half a step away; trying to stray from showing that he was growing aware of how he was angering the other. Caleb wanted to spit at the other but he held his tongue and kept his mouth sealed; tight lipped and narrowed eyes as he glared up at the other. Physically, he was no match for Jack if he did try to fight him and as much as an instinct it was to throw a hand out at anybody who came too close or made him feel uncomfortable, he refused to be the one to hurt somebody or even try to. ❛ Then why don’t they want me anymore? I understood them just as much as you do. Look me in the eyes and tell me you haven’t gotten new ones in the last few months — TELL ME, they might not have been mine. ❜