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HIATUS UPDATE:
returning ………………………… by may 13th !!!!! i finish classes then, school has ended up kicking my ass this final part of my semester, that has to come first. excited 2 come back and hoping everyone is still down to write / plot. xoxo —— GRACE
HIATUS UPDATE:
returning ………………………… by may 13th !!!!! i finish classes then, school has ended up kicking my ass this final part of my semester, that has to come first. excited 2 come back and hoping everyone is still down to write / plot. xoxo —— GRACE
HIATUS UPDATE:
returning ………………………… by may 13th !!!!! i finish classes then, school has ended up kicking my ass this final part of my semester, that has to come first. excited 2 come back and hoping everyone is still down to write / plot. xoxo —— GRACE
HIATUS UPDATE:
returning ………………………… by may 13th !!!!! i finish classes then, school has ended up kicking my ass this final part of my semester, that has to come first. excited 2 come back and hoping everyone is still down to write / plot. xoxo —— GRACE
ok, tru story......... i’m not dead ahjskdlf. inventory @ work has been chaos since its once a year n my store is huge. i go in tonight to finish it up with my staff, and then return to my regular scheduled week. i also have been hard at work on my multi !!! lettme tell u, organizing verses and bios and tags for 15+ muses is not easy :\\\\\ long story short, i should be slowly weaving my way back here this week and dropping my multi this weekend hopefully. thx 4 sticking with me and i still have so many of u lovely writers to message back xoxo
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Hey! I wasn't sure if you knew or not, but I can't get to any of your pages :3
entirely ( unfortunately ) intentional !! camilla’s verses, my rules, and her bio are under co. right now. they’re sitting in a jumbled mess in my drafts right now tbh. thank you so much for the interest in knowing more about camilla ( or me ) !! i will for sure announce when they’re finished. xo
wow, i’ve been mia for a minute tbh ashdjfgk. s0rry to my followers ( new & old ) !!! schools been hectic, and work is short staffed so i’ve beeen radio silent. however tonight and tomorrow i’m going to be working on things. and ideally i’ll have my multimuse blog drop tomorrow ??? to be seen though. thanks for your patience as i get to ims n such.
i answer much faster on my discord though @: dianas bitch#9530 ( we can plot or brainstorm on there, always ! )
—— 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 . 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙣𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 .
𝐗 - 𝟐𝟑
𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙣 .
renier watches the flicker of emotions move through camilla’s face. it’s like flipping through the channels of a tv, a different emotion each time he presses a button, except the switch is within his little sister herself and she can’t seem to stop mashing down on the remote.
“you’re really going to do this to me right now, camilla?” he asks, eyebrows furrowed as he gazes down at her. he knows she’s high, she doesn’t need to say it. it’s the first time she’s ever had the audacity to state it so bluntly, and it makes rage bubble up from within him.
“stop saying that, i know you aren’t,” he murmurs, shaking his head as he moves past her and towards the kitchen - away from the mess.
taupe brows draw together in confusion . he’s echoing, his words bounding all around her line of hearing . & subconsciously some internal strand of sober camilla screams at her to …. shut up . what was she doing ? she gives a sharp inhale, mouth dry and cracked . her lips quiver like a child who has just received a lashing . “ 𝑖'𝑚 𝘩𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛'𝑡 𝑖 ? 𝑖𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 … ” shes angry too . angry and sad .
was she trying to hurt him ? more than likely . as he moves past her she stumbles before her frame crashes onto the sofa . she’s pushing him so he’ll push her away —— sinking back into the sofa she molds into it . body fluid , its blissful anddizzying all at once . she’s quiet for a few moments before tall frame jerks forward — she’d nodded off. a slurr of audible moans ; resembling the bride of frankenstein ; she follows after him. her hip hits the edge of something, nearly throwing her off balance, she finds a hold onto the counter top . she had just shot up . knowing this would wear off soon and she could slink back to her normal self …… but for now ; —— she’s a catastrophe . “ 𝑖'𝑚 — ” head falling slack, forehead pressing to cool marble . she’s nodded off again .
the blank serenity of unconsciousness ……..
seconds roll by, and camilla jerks to life once more . arm pulsates at injection site and she eyes bruised arm before pulling attention to renier . she looks lost — eyes glazed . “ 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓𝑓 . ” sighing she straightens tall frame again and just looks at him . quiet . observing ; the best she can . “ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 , ” emotion which couldn’t be found in her voice before is clearly there now . “ 𝑠𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝘩𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑒 . ” tears sting her eyes, but don’t make their travel to reality ; yet. ⋆
your theme you snapped, love you g!
asdfghjk swear u r a frickin angel !!! ilysm ?? it’s a oldie but i’m cryin in the club rn xoxo
𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜. 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒'𝚖 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛 ------ selective original character. ooc friendly. fandomless. nsfw content present. heavy drug addiction. established july of 2018. various verses to accommodate.
loved by G.
fingers curl around the fabric of the duvet . she pulls upwards , bringing it near his chin , though unnecessary camilla finds it completely ------ necessary . it reminds her of when they were younger ; a blissful time . not that she doesn’t enjoy them now , she just knows things were .... easier , for both. a soft grin offered --- a high one . she takes her place beside him , a king in his own right , she a faithful pawn . camilla doesn’t slip beneath the blanket but rather rests on top of it .
her smile softens . the usual for the pair . eyes close and the tempting waters of a much needed nap lurk ......... but she stays sound enough to focus on him . the blonde humming softly ; suddenly . it fills temporary silence and soothes her ever lingering buzz induced ..... headache . the humming drifts , and for a moment --- she does too . “ 𝑖 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑖 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑖 𝘩𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑠𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠, 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑚𝑠 𝑢𝑛𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙. ” camilla begins , though her ramblings probably never make much sense, anyway . “ 𝑤𝑒’𝑣𝑒 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔𝘩 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐𝘩 𝑠𝘩𝑖𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 ? 𝑖 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑤𝘩𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 . ” she lifts from her own pillow slightly, a form of comfort for him if needed . camilla looks over to him , offering another lackadaisical and very camilla esque smile. “ 𝑖 𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑎 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑜𝑢𝑔𝘩, 𝘩𝑢𝘩 ? 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 . ..... 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑜𝑖𝑎 . ” ⋆ @prcsopa
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❝ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓? ❞ victor touches his lip, wincing at the sharp pain. a small dab of blood comes back, smeared on his index finger. ( shit! ) a forced chuckle passes through his chapped, bleeding lips. playing it off, victor tug into his pocket, pulling out a crinkled tissue he’d used to clean of his glasses. he dabbed it against his lip, trying his best to clean away the stain. ❝ must of bit my lip, ❞ he says with ease. his appearance might be his tell. he knew how beaten he appeared. hair out of place, face holding stubble normally smoothed out. their was a bruise forming on his cheek just under the surface —— he could feel it. ❝ thanks for letting me know, don’t need to be that asshole with blood on his lip. ❞
camilla sees past the lie , for she herself , is a master ------ prevaricator . it comes with the habit . sweet nothings for extra cash , a flutter of dainty lashes , a bubbling laugh ........ she knows . she knows . but she’ll keep his secret . won’t push further or ask for more .
“ 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 . ” she laughs too , now . camilla’s a feminine alto. the sound nothing short of musical . she lifts her shoulders in a shrug , tall frame adjusting to give her new counterpart proper attention . she too ; tightens her mask . displays her act of sobriety . “ --- 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝘩𝑜𝑙𝑒 . ” a soft shake of her head , pills wondering through her system .... offering clarity . ( however false that clarity may be ....... it brings her peace ) her smile is gentle . ------ genuine . “ 𝑖𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 . ” ⋆
“ 𝑖'𝑚 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑟𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑤 . ” she announces without missing a beat . his tall frame shifts before her , lines blurring , silhouette hazy . her fingers release her purse onto their sofa ; contents nothing short of used needles and charred spoons . her tall stature feels light + heavy all at once ------ an intoxicating 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 .
“ 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢, ” she’s beaming suddenly ....... stupidly . she doesn’t want him to see her like this . features falling --- descending . realization of her state of mind ; its melting . “ 𝑖'𝑚 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦. ” ⋆ @ichorelion
