pink on the lips of your lover

summers, buffy ★ decker, chloe chamberlain, faye ★ gray, tessa the four seasons come and go. i gave you my winter, i gave you my summer. you were my whole world but i’m letting you go. did i really love you? when was it? was it spring? yes, back then we were like shakespeare’s lovers as if we were each other’s last, we could only see each other. but now i want to see something else

[promptfairy]

❥   𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍     [   𝐀   𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋   𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄   ]  .

designed  for  muses  with  a  bit  of  unresolved  tension between  them ,   but  can  be  used  for  any  circumstances you  see  fit !!  

♡   𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄  :    add   ‘  + 🔁  ’   to  reverse  the  roles .

📖  :    my  muse  discovers  your  muse  reading  a  diary  entry  that  my  muse  wrote  about  yours .

💅  :    your  muse  paints  my  muse’s  nails .

🚿  :    my  muse  accidentally  moans  while  your  muse  washes  their  hair .

👕  :    your  muse  helps  my  muse  get  dressed  after  my  muse  sustains  an  injury  or  illness .

🛏️  :    our  muses  are  forced  by  circumstance  to  share  a  bed  for  the  night .

🧼  :    your  muse  bathes  mine  after  my  muse  sustains  an  injury  or  illness .

🙏  :    our  muses’  hands  brush  as  they  walk  side  by  side .

💢  :    your  muse  picks  mine  up   &   carries  them  over  their  shoulder .

👁️  :    your  muse  is  watching  mine  sleep ,   when  my  muse  suddenly  wakes  up   &   catches  them .

🚬  :    my  muse  steals  a  cigarette   (   or lollipop   )   from  your  muse   &   puts  it  in  their  mouth .

🎐  :    our  muses  slow  dance  together .

🧦  :    your  muse  walks  in  on  my  muse  changing  clothes .

🎀  :   your  muse  brushes  my  muse’s  hair .

💍  :    our  muses  are  mistaken  for  a  couple  by  someone  else .

👔  :    your  muse  notices  that  my  muse’s  shirt  is  open   &   goes  to  ‘  fix  it  ’ .

👗  :    my  muse  sees  yours  all  dressed  up .

🪑  :    my  muse  is   ‘  forced  ’   to  sit  on  your  muse’s  lap   (   due  to  a  lack  of  chairs ,   faulty seatbelt ,  etc .   )

🍆  :    your  muse  makes  a  suggestive  joke  but  my  muse  actually  acts  on  it . 

[rpsentence-storage]

☾ The Craft (1996) Sentence Starters

feel free to change words and pronouns as needed.

“Yeah well, you know what they say. You are who you hang with.”

“Sorry, my defenses are up. People have been really rude to me.”

“He spreads disease. I speak from personal experience. He’s a jerk.”

“Hey. Can I talk to you for a second, [Name]?”

“Why did you lie about me?”

“Look, I don’t want to go out with you again, okay? Please stop begging, it’s pathetic.”

“She’s gonna cry, then I’m gonna cry, and we’re all gonna cry!”

“You know, in the old days, if a witch betrayed her coven, they would kill her.”

“He takes everything that’s gone wrong in your life and makes it all better again.”

“Nothing makes everything all better again.”

“You girls watch out for those weirdos.”

“Did you tell your friends that you’re a lying sack of shit?”

“It’s three in the morning, [Name].”

“Hey, you know, I was thinking we should move in together.”

“I don’t think I’m ready for that level of commitment.”

“[Name], come on. I mean, you look like you need to talk to somebody anyway.”

“No one can help me.”

“Excuse me, but I’ve spent a big chunk of my life being a monster and now that I’m not and having a good time, I’m sorry that bothers you.”

“Jealous? Jealous! You don’t even exist to me!”

“The only way you know how to treat women is by treating them like whores, when you’re the whore! And that’s gonna stop!”

“No, it’s part of a basic spiritual truth, said in may ways in many faiths. Do on to others as you would have them do onto you.”

“Run! Run like the little coward that you are!”

“Relax. It’s only magic.”

“Oh, and by the way. He wanted me to give you a message. You’re in deep shit.”

“He says you’ve abused the gifts he’s given you and now you’re going to have to pay the price.”

“Be careful. You don’t want to end up like [Name].”

“He gave you something, honey, but it ain’t power.”

[astcroid]

ofhotheads-blog​:

Send me a symbol…

🎬 for me to use a line from the last movie I watched as a starter 📹 for me to use a line from my favorite movie as a starter 📚 for me to grab the book nearest to me, flip to a random page, and use the first line of dialogue I see as a starter 🎧 for me to shuffle my playlist and use the first line of the next song as a starter 🎶 for me to use my favorite line of the last song I listened to as a starter 📺 for me to use a line from the last TV show I watched as a starter 💻 for me to use a line from my favorite TV show as a starter 🎵for me to shuffle my playlist and use my favorite line of the next song as a starter 🌈 for me to use canon dialogue from my character as a starter

[dcmultiverse]

[bcnoist]

salsalhair: Does your Hair let you have fun? Have fun with new shades, tones & lengths! What’s holding you back? Be unapologetic 👊🏻💥 Hair on the Bad ass @chloebennet 😈 🎨 @mizzchoi ✂️

[astcroid]

𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙝

𝗞𝗘𝗟𝗟’𝗦  𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗪  𝗙𝗨𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪𝗘𝗗 ,  𝗔  𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗞  𝗢𝗙  𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡  𝗖𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚  𝗛𝗜𝗦  𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘𝗦 .  “ I  suppose  you  do  have  a  point , ”  he  agreed ,  her  smile  drawing  a  mirroring  one  from  him  -  there  and  gone  again ,  like  most  of  his  smiles .  “ this  may  surprise  you , but  humor  isn’t  particularly  one  of  my  strengths . ”  much  of  the  time  other  people’s  jokes  were  completely  lost  on him ,  and  his  own  dry  sarcasm  was  even  less  widely  appreciated .  he’d  given  up  even  attempting  it ,  with  most  people .

“ they  were  just  trinkets , ”  he  answered ,  giving  a  dismissive  shake  of  his  head .  it  felt  self-indulgent  to  be  so  aggrieved  over  such  trivial  things ,  even  if  they  were  once  all  that  he  had  of  his  own .  he’d  lost  so  much  more  since  then ,  experienced  true  grief ,  the  kind  that  hadn’t  faded  but  become  a  part  of  him .  he  lifted  his  gaze ,  his  two-toned  eyes  softening  as  he  listened  to  her .  her  laugh  did  more  to  lift  his  spirits  than  any  words  of  sympathy  could ,  and  as  his  mind  caught  on  that  little  word  ‘ we ’  he  felt  himself  smile  again .  “ I’d  like  that , ”  he  told  her ,  though  what  he  wanted  to  do  was  ask  what  it  meant ,  what  they  were ,  if  she  was  feeling  the  same  way  he  did .  

        while  kell's  smile  is  fleeting,  the  sight  of  it  made  buffy's  own  widen.  "you  don't  say,"  she  quips.  "i  always  did  think  it  was  weird  how  you  laugh  at  my  puns.  i  see  now  it's  because  humor  isn't  your  strength,"  she  points  out,  self  deprecatingly,  with  a  chuckle.  a  more  playful  side  coming  out  as  her  reservations  and  hesitancy  start  to  fall  away  and  a  feeling  of  comfort  starts  creeping  in.

        maybe  she  was  being  too  sentimental.  trinkets  are  usually  all  the  blonde  was  left  with  of  those  she  has  lost.  she  always  treasured  them,  saw  them  as  a  physical  reminder.  mr.  pointy  for  kendra,  her  cross  necklace  for  angel,  the  lost  ‘class protector’  award  for  her  former  classmates.  her  head  simply  nods,  considering  the  shake  of  his  head  as  the  end  of  that  topic.  and  she  didn't  want  to  push  it.  she  probably  sounds  silly  for  putting  so  much  value  in  objects  anyways.  "i'd  like  that  too.  very  much,"  she  replies,  the  self  doubt  over  word  choice  going  away.  her  diverted  gaze  turning  back  to  him.  she  wanted  to  say  more.  with  their  first  date,  that  she  dares  to  consider  to  have  gone  exceptionally  well,  and  now  his  gift,  she  wonders  what  kind  of  'we'  they  were.  but  maybe  labeling  is  too  soon?  buffy  made  that  mistake  before  with  parker.  and  it  left  her  in  terrible  funk.  so,  instead,  she  clears  her  throat  and  asks,  "—do  you,  maybe,  want  to  grab  some  dinner?  if  you  haven't  eaten  already,  that  is."     

[astcroid]

𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙝

𝗞𝗘𝗟𝗟  𝗔𝗥𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗗  𝗛𝗜𝗦  𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗪𝗦 ,  𝗕𝗨𝗧  𝗛𝗜𝗦  𝗦𝗠𝗜𝗥𝗞  𝗗𝗜𝗗  𝗡𝗢𝗧  𝗙𝗔𝗟𝗧𝗘𝗥 .  “ should  I  be  worried ? ”  he  asked ,  amusement  still  gleaming  in  his  left  eye  while  the  right  remained  the  same  inscrutable  well  of  inky  black .  he  still  half  expected  people  to  shy  away  from  his  gaze ,  in  reverence  or  fear  or  both .  but  that  was  a  rare  thing  now ,  since  no  one  in  this  town  truly  knew  what  the  mark  of  an  antari  meant .  he  hardly  even  bothered  to  brush  his  hair  across  his  brow  to  conceal  it ,  the  way  he’d  spent  most  of  his  life  doing . and  perhaps  one  day  he’d  forget  he  looked  different  at  all .  “ or  perhaps  I  should  ask  for  something  better  in  exchange  for  this  unspecified  favor ? ” 

          buffy  meets  his  gaze,  matching  amusement  shown  in  her  green  eyes.  "oh  yeah."  slightly  nodding  her  head,  lips  pursing  to  mask  her  smile.  "very,"  she  drawls,  teasingly.  however,  admittedly,  the  favor  is  not  much  to  fret  over.  it  might  even  be  an  enjoyable  experience  for  both  of  them.  although,  she  believes  anything  done  together  with  kell  would  be.  "if  it  were  me...”  she  thinks  back  to  his  hasty  agreement,  giving  him  no  opportunity  to  barter.  the  slayer  decides  to  give  him  a  second  chance  at  a  fair  shake.  “i  would  ask  for  better,"  she  advises.  "considering  i’ll  be  leaving  you  in  suspense  for  who  knows  how  long,  it’s  only  fair." 

[astcroid]

𝙨𝙖𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙣

“ i hate feeling like i have no control – like my choice is being taken from me . which is why i refuse to back down – if i find the dark lord , i will end him . “ sabrina states , her voice steady and clear . “ i will no longer allow my choices to be made for me . “

        tessa  can  understand  that.  even  before  the  memories  of  the  dark  sisters  and  the  magister,  tessa  never  felt  she  had  much  choice  in  the  direction  of  her  life.  it  was  painfully  obvious  her  role  was  to  be  caretaker  of  her  brother.  "i  don't  know  who  this  dark  lord  is,  but  he  seems  horrid."  the  resolute  nature  of  the  blonde's  words  strikes  a  chord  in  her.  she  also  felt  a  similar  hatred  towards  the  dark  sisters,  and  often  (after  waking  from  a  nightmare)  replays  the  satisfaction  of  their  reactions  when  she  stood  up  to  them.  she  may  not  know  the  other  well,  but  tessa  desperately  wants  her  to  feel  the  same  pleasure.  "do  you  need  help?  i’m  not  sure  what  i  can  do,"  literally,  as  tessa’s  warlock  side  still  a  part  she  has  yet  to  explore  upon.  “but  i’m  happy  to  help  in  anyway.”

[astcroid]

𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 to this woman , something that alice felt completely drawn to . “ buffy . i swear , you are the sweetest . “ confused – but allowing the description , it was much kinder than most would have given over the sight . “ it happens every time i’m in the sun , that’s why i mostly stay in unless it’s cloudy out . strange , isn’t it ? “ considering how bright and shimmery it was , it had always been hard to miss and alice felt as though showing her now would make up for an accidental sight of it in the future . 

        "i'll  admit...  i've  never  seen  anything  like  it."  the  shimmer  and  glow  of  alice's  skin  is  not  a  common  feature  in  the  supernatural  beings  buffy  has  faced.  the  beauty  of  it,  really,  is  far  from  what  she  was  used  to.  for  the  most  part,  the  true  form  of  the  beings  she  has  met  is  rather...  ugly,  to  put  it  nicely.  "though,  i  guess,  that's  not  saying  much,”  she  chuckles.  “i'm  sure  most  people  haven't."  she  states,  purposefully  omitting  how  she  is  not  exactly  like  most  people. 

[moonhopedreams]

Davina Claire Appreciation Week Day 3: Favorite Hairstyles (season 3)

[astcroid]

𝙟𝙤𝙚𝙡 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧

Joel’s head was throbbing and he couldn’t open his eyes, it was too bright and all he wanted was to fall into the darkness once again, but as sweet as that sounded he knew he had to stay up, he had to put his mind in place and piece the puzzle together, where was Ellie? Was she okay? was Tommy okay?  Where was he? Where did that girl went?…. the girl, he forgot all about her, then again that hit to his head was pretty brutal but now he didn’t knew what to think, would he open his eyes to see her again? Did she hurt his brother? Despite his whole body begging him to stay down and rest Joel knew he needed to find answers so with a lot of pain he pushed himself off the ground finally opening his eyes, it was early in the morning and the early sun was just showing his face making Joel blink several times trying to adjust to his surroundings, something was wrong, he wasn’t in a forest when he got knock out, did the people hoped for some of the infected to finsih him off?…. Was he bitten? He quickly checked and he seem fine, he was confused as to why they would let him off but he didn’t wanted to waste the sun light trying to find reasons, he was able to locate a knifeblade in his boot and hoped for the best as we walked around the forest, he wasn’t unable to see any clickers and for that he was thankful, he was having a hard time focusing on much and he didn’t wanted to face anything with just a small knife.

Joel soon found himself in the market and for a second he thought everything had been a dream, everything seem so normal, like before the world went crazy, before…. He stopped himself, he knew better that allow himself to travel that back in the past, he couldn’t do that if he wanted to remain sane, Joel saw people on the street but all he could do was stand there and stare at the world in front of him.

          after  receiving  a  few  calls  about  a  man  just  standing  in  the  middle  of  the  market  with,  as  some  described  him,  a  glazed  over  look,  chloe  was  sent  to  check  it  out.  blue  eyes  study  the  man  in  question,  finding  him  easily.  with  the  bustling  crowd  he’s  the  only  one  at  a  complete  stand  still.  “  —  excuse  me,  sir.”  chloe  starts.  she  cautiously  steps  closer,  hand  resting  on  her  side  arm,  preemptively  readying  herself.  “are  you  okay?” 

[astcroid]

𝙠𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙖

                        katara  couldnt  help  but  wrinkle  her  nose  in  disgust  at  the  food  combination.  she  had  heard  of  it  ,  but  so  far  she  didnt  have  those  and  if  she  was  honest  she  had  never  seen  anything  like  it  back  home.  ‘  oh  no  ,  definitely  not.  i  dont  even  like  pickles.  ‘  katara  assured  the  other   ,  her  hand  dropping  from  her  stomach  to  hold  onto  her  bag.  ‘  back  home  i  never  saw  anything  like  that  so  i  think  i  should  be  good  on  that  sort  of  thing.  if  it  makes  you  feel  better.  ‘

         "i'm  sure  the  women  who  crave  dirt  never  liked  it  before  either,"  faye  counters.  though  she's  never  actually  met  these  particular  pregnant  women,  the  horror  stories  have  stuck.  stories  mostly  told  to  her  by  her  mother.  dawn  chamberlain  made  sure  her  daughter  wouldn't  be  resorted  to  the  life  of  a  housewife.  because,  as  dawn  would  say,  faye's  better  than  that.  "but  that  does  make  me  feel  better.  now  i  can  actually  look  forward  to  this  lunch,"  the  witch,  casually,  remarks.  "so  what  normal  food  are  you  craving?  i  can,  at  the  very  least,  let  you  pick  the  menu.  —as  long  as  it's  not  too  greasy,  of  course." 

[astcroid]

𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙙𝙙

                          stevie  walked  over  to  the  blonde  holding  up  a  coffee  cup  to  her  with  a  light  smile.  ‘  figured  you  could  use  one.  ‘  stevie  spoke  ,  she  didnt  have  many  friends  around  town  but  chloe  was  one  of  them.  since  david  wasnt  here  she  figured  making  friends  would  help.  even  if  she  preferred  being  alone.  / @astcroid​

         "thank  you.  you're  a  lifesaver,"  chloe  says  as  she  graciously  takes  the  cup.  taking  the  longest  sip  known  to  man  before  letting  out  a  satisfied  sigh.  "that's  the  best  coffee  i've  ever  had,"  she  says,  over  exaggerating  a  bit.  "though  that  could  just  be  because  i  spent  all  night  escorting  people  home  that  i'm  willing  to  drink  black  sludge  if  it’ll  keep  me  awake."

[astcroid]

𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙞

               “  Well,  then  I  suppose  it’s  a  win  for  both  of  us.  ”  Bea  chuckled  softly.  Fashion  was  never  a  priority  for  her,  but  it  wasn’t  because  she  wasn’t  interested  in  it.  It  was  more  because  she  wasn’t  very  good  at  it.  She  typically  stuck  to  muted  tones,  with  the  occasional  red  beret  as  a  statement  piece.  “  That’s  true.  I’m  sure  you’ll  find  a  way  to  have  a  good  time  either  way.  ”

        "definitely!"  buffy  exclaims.  the  blonde,  while  not  as  noticeable  these  days,  lives  for  shopping.  but  with  'adulting'  came  a  limit  to  her  indulgent  side.  only  special  occasions,  such  as  this  one,  called  for  a  bit  of  rule  breaking.  or  that's  how  buffy  decides  to  rationalize  her  buying  $100  shoes  later.  "of  course.  i'm  great  at  making  the  best  of  any  situation."  nowadays.  "but,  not  because  i  want  to  look  them  up  or  anything,”  she  quickly  rambles,  “just  for  the  sake  of  picking  an  appropriate  outfit,  what  kind  of  niche?" 

[astcroid]

@ghostsofmistakes​ sent: 📹 for a line from my favorite movie                 ↳ scream

        "i  don't  see  the  point  in  blaming  the  media  for  everything.  movies  don't  create  psychos,"  faye  points  out,  languidly  leaning  her  back  against  the  booth.  glass  of  bourbon  twirling  in  her  hand  as  she  continues,  "movies  just  make  psychos  more  creative."  she  deadpans  with  a  shrug  before  bringing  the  glass  to  her  lips  to  take  a  sip.  

[glitterghosts]

The Love Witch (2016, dir. Anna Biller)

[unrestricted]

buffy summers + double entendres