ghosting you.

𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈. what do you want from me? why don't you run from me? what are you wondering? what do you know? why aren't you scared of me? why do you care for me? when we all fall asleep, where do we go?

[miillennials]

*reminder*

just because i’m very slow with replies doesn’t mean i don’t care about our plot !!!

[cyberghosst]

adam let out a small sigh the young prince wasn't used to being around others but after mrs.pots insisted some fresh air would do him some good he reluctantly decided to take a brisk walk around the village. against his own judgement when he saw a stranger passing by, he approached with an awkward wave “it’s a nice day i suppose to have a stroll” he said with a shrug.

[cyberghosst]

gothxmcitysirens

Terra raised a brow at the young man. She could say without a doubt that she hadn’t seen him around. The princess was sure she’d remember him. Although, she has only been visiting the kingdom for a couple of weeks. She’d really assimilated in her time among the commoners. “I suppose so.” She agreed, regarding the man for a moment. His awkwardness was sort of endearing; there was something extremely familiar about it. She offered him a soft smile. “Is that all that brings you to this side of town? I don’t believe we’ve met.”

Adam looked at the blonde shyly, “Well yes if I'm being honest I was nervous to leave the castle, it has been a while since I have spoken to anyone on the outside... it's just complicated.” the prince said sheepishly hoping not to be mocked or laughed at by the other.

[cyberghosst]

@starschne​ || Harley Quinn

Pam had gone inside to check on her babies, to see if they needed anything water or sunlight or needed someone to tend to them. But when she got to her succulents, a wave of sickness and rage came over her. The precious things were covered in urine. Furiously, the redhead dashed out to find the culprits “Harley! your fucking hyenas pissed on my succulents. I swear they  better go outside. Harls i think they do it on purpose. This is their warning stay away from them,” the red head flashed the two beast a cold stare. 

[starschne]

As soon as Harley heard hollering from the other room she stuck her head out to see what was the matter. Quickly she ran over to, usher her babies away from the plants and Ivy who looked as though she might murder them at any second. “ Come on you two, no more wrecking any plants… you know she has it out for ya… “ the blonde lightly scolded while knelling down in front of them. “ They didn’t mean to Iv’s I swear… they really are good babies. “ she pleaded while giving her an exaggerated frown.  

[cyberghosst]

“hmph, good babies they would make better rugs! sometimes I wish you were less an animal lover and more into plants so I wouldn't have to even look at these mangy things.” 

[cyberghosst]

adam let out a small sigh the young prince wasn't used to being around others but after mrs.pots insisted some fresh air would do him some good he reluctantly decided to take a brisk walk around the village. against his own judgement when he saw a stranger passing by, he approached with an awkward wave “it’s a nice day i suppose to have a stroll” he said with a shrug.

[cyberghosst]

@starschne​ || Harley Quinn

Pam had gone inside to check on her babies, to see if they needed anything water or sunlight or needed someone to tend to them. But when she got to her succulents, a wave of sickness and rage came over her. The precious things were covered in urine. Furiously, the redhead dashed out to find the culprits “Harley! your fucking hyenas pissed on my succulents. I swear they  better go outside. Harls i think they do it on purpose. This is their warning stay away from them,” the red head flashed the two beast a cold stare. 

[cyberghosst]

i just made some rules and updates to my page feel free to check it out! (;

[emmysmuses]

a plot in a world where when you kill someone, you gain their remaining years their life was supposed to live tacked into yours. of course, you have people who kill messily and end up imprisoned for two-hundred years—those are the stupid ones. it hasn’t taken society long to realize that living a long time isn’t ideal—seeing your family die is something horrible and macabre. however, a new class emerges—hitmen. they are their own class, quiet and deadly and unspoken—the highest society, hundreds of years together. however, what happens when someone’s tired of living that long? what makes someone want to live....if not someone else?

[cyberghosst]

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