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❝we open with the vultures kissing the cannibals.❞ [ --&&. archive for 'aspnss'. ]

[aspnssarchive]

( –in a random twist of events, i will be moving blogs! if you would like to have the url, feel free to IM me/like this post. otherwise, i loved rping with all of you and hope we cross paths again in the future!

[aspnssarchive]

( –in a random twist of events, i will be moving blogs! if you would like to have the url, feel free to IM me/like this post. otherwise, i loved rping with all of you and hope we cross paths again in the future!

[aspnssarchive]

( –in a random twist of events, i will be moving blogs! if you would like to have the url, feel free to IM me/like this post. otherwise, i loved rping with all of you and hope we cross paths again in the future!

[aspnssarchive]

( –in a random twist of events, i will be moving blogs! if you would like to have the url, feel free to IM me/like this post. otherwise, i loved rping with all of you and hope we cross paths again in the future!

[aspnssarchive]

( --in a random twist of events, i will be moving blogs! if you would like to have the url, feel free to IM me/like this post. otherwise, i loved rping with all of you and hope we cross paths again in the future!

[psychorex]

                                                    I just want my                                                   innocence back

                                             I want the childhood I                                                    n e v e r  h a d

                                                  is that so much                                                          to ask?

[noth0ts-deactivated20160129]

“Of course I will.” A grin played on his full lips while his eyes watched what she was doing. “I think Vanilla would do. She ain’t never really get into specifics with me.” He shrugged.

[aspnssarchive]

“well, alright -- good luck with that.” she challenged, flipping to the section she was looking for and circling a candle before writing something down, handing it to the male. “you can find it in that section right there. keep the catalog for your sister too, if you want.”

[thxheartsoul]

LOVE/ROMANCE/RELATIONSHIP PLOTS BASED ON INDIE SONGS BECAUSE ADMIT IT WE’RE ALL INDIE AS FUCK AT HEART

COCOON - muse a and muse b are both on nights out with their friends. whilst at the bar, they meet for the first time and there is immediately some chemistry. muse a’s friends are pushing them to leave muse b alone however as they believe that they’re just a sleaze. muse a eventually listens to them unfortunately and the pair break away from each other. later that night, muse a heads out for a smoke to bump into muse b who is heading home, annoyed that muse a’s friends interrupted. muse a goes back on their decision and stays with muse b. they walk home together in the cold and end up sleeping together. in the morning, they’re both forced to look back on the events. muse a’s friends have texted them angrily for going home with muse b… what now?

HOURGLASS - muse a and muse b are grown adults. theyre comfortable around each other have been casually seeing each other for a little while. their feelings have slowly been growing for each other, however muse b is in a difficult situation at home ( either is always away for work or has a child/children ). muse a openly expresses that they’re perfectly fine with that and just wants to take their relationship to the next level, and is even considering asking them to move in.

IF YOU WANNA - muse a and muse b have been friends for a while - in fact best of friends. life isn’t going very well for muse a at the moment and muse b is the only friend that’s actually been supportive and is helping them through their problems. one night after a light bit of drinking together in a bar and after having many deep and emotional conversations about all of their problems, muse a invites muse b home with them.

RIVER SONG - muse a and muse b are a typical couple who bump heads all the time over things. things are harder than ever at the moment though. they’re arguing more than ever. it all builds up until they have a huge argument in a public place one day with people walking past, with people watching, with people judging. after muse a’s friends hear about it, they suggest that the couple should break up. they still stay together though, but muse b is finally coming to the conclusion on whether they should try and battle through this and figure out what the problem is or if they should break up.

SAY YES - muse a and muse b have been friends for years and have only ever been one night stand kind of people. after having their first one night stand together after a moment of weakness, muse a realises that they’re in love with muse b. muse b however still doesn’t think they’re ready to commit, although admits that maybe they’re meant to be together. after a while of awkwardness, word is that apparently muse b has made up their mind. 

SHE’S CASUAL - muse a and b have been in a casual/friends with benefit kind of thing for a while now. muse a is completely head over in heals with muse b and everyone knows it. muse b has got a bit of a reputation though, knows that muse a loves them and yet continues the casual relationship. despite everyone telling muse a to leave it, they won’t because they love muse b and have never had anyone else like them before. muse b is starting to get a bit of a soft spot for them though, sleeping over after sex in comparison to normally leaving. will they ever stop being casual? 

SPIT IT OUT - muse a and muse b are a pair of flirty, very close friends who are spending the summer on a road trip together. the amount of time they’re spending with each other is forcing them to think about what their relationship really is. as they think about it more, tensions are getting higher and they’re arguing now - which they never did before. both of them know something is going on however which of them will be the first to spit it out? 

WHY’D YOU ONLY CALL ME WHEN YOU’RE HIGH? - muse a and muse b have had a bit of back and forth for a while now. they’re flirty, everyone can see it and everyone’s routing for them. muse a is a drug user however and for that reason muse b keeps brushing them off because they don’t like it. muse a always has muse b on the mind but unfortunately isn’t the best at expressing their emotions. this results in them only ringing muse b when under the influence, trying over and over to get out what they mean but failing every time. will muse a ever be able to find the words whilst sober?

[ericbrandonrp]

Let’s play a different game: ask my muse about the characters you’ve seen them interact with!

[xdiaryofavixen]

While it’s always nice to receive questions about your own muse, how about asking them about yours instead? Watch them squirm while they’re trying to remember what your muse’s favourite colour is, or what highschool teacher they had a crush on.

[fyp-psychology]

Shyness is the fear of social disapproval or humiliation, while introversion is a preference for environments that are not overstimulating. Shyness is inherently painful; introversion is not.

Susan Cain, Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking  (via fyp-psychology)

[lovey-kun]

I became bitter and untouchable. I craved affection but even the mere thought of someone caring made my stomach turn.

(stay away but come closer) // mxe. (via lovey-kun)

[luxurae]

[aspnssarchive]

me to partners: please take however long u need to reply literally reply whenever pls dont ever feel pressured ever okay u matter

me thinking about replies: holy jesus fuck i need to reply or they'll hate me oh my god i have to reply right now im fucking sweating lord save me

[hraustr-a-deactivated20180612]

‘how do i interact with you’

write me a starter. send me an ask. punch me in the fucking face i don’t care just write with me

[aspnssarchive]

:)))) k, everything’s done. i hope.

[mxtroboomin]

Staring at the different bottles in the cooler, Xaire shot a look at the young woman beside him as she nudged him, subconsciously licking over his lips as he did. “Chill out…and even if you do got other shit to do, Ion care,” he grumbled, being a man of his word. Already irritated from earlier events, he simply decided on a Coke, grabbing the bottle and leading the way for the two up towards the register. Grabbing a couple packages of candy, he placed everything on the counter, digging his wallet out while the cashier rang the items up.

[aspnssarchive]

lo’s face scrunched into one of irritability, her brows furrowed while the male snapped at her. “oh, you don’t?” she retorted, balling her fist up to strike him sharply in his upper arm. “you better let that fuckin’ attitude go.” moving away from him, she clutched the juice bottle in one hand and grabbed a pack of m&m’s with the other, following him up towards the cash register and setting her items down before reaching into her back pocket for a roll of cash. “i’ll pay for my shit.” she mumbled, not acknowledging him much as she counted the bills mentally.

[heartkiings-archive-deactivated]

he watches her work, watches as beads of perspiration run along her temples– a definite sign of dedicated labor. this is what gianni likes to see: initiative, an individual’s zeal to get the job done. this isn’t the first time he wants to hire someone for his cause, but it is the first time he’s been impressed. “nah, it’s all good.” he respects it– her line of work and the secrecy she maintained despite the prestige she brought along with it. “my name is gianni knight. I’m pretty sure you know who my family is… New York City legends. not me, but the rest of the Knights. I just so happen to be on my way there. we run an under-the-table project based solely on narcotic production. I’ve seen a lot of cooks in my day but your product is… impressive. I wanna talk business.”

[aspnssarchive]

she exhales quietly, grabbing the ends of her matted curls and tying them up into a less than formal bun. his facial features were unknown to her, yet the name of the male slowly seemed to click the further he explained his business and why he was there. she was with two other cooks, significantly spaced out to work, and their conversation was far from audible as her eyes were set on their diligence and care with the product in front of them, causing her eyes to glance at the white powder that laid between them. “yeah, i heard of you. not much, but i think the big ones did a few deals with you.” lourdes was able to recall the event partially -- she had stayed up for a large portion of that night making sure her work and everyone else’s was up to par. much like the rest of the kitchen, her status among the slums remained disclosed, she was practically invisible to actual business aspect. which is what caused her to draw her brows in confusion, skeptical of gianni’s actual intentions for her. “business..? like selling to you? because i don’t think i’m the person you should speak to for that.”