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hey y’all it’s me again i’m putting this blog on a very small semi-hiatus as i fix up some stuff on here but i have a new oc that i have a single muse blog for SOOOO if anyone would like to follow me over there and write with me there that would be really super awesome here’s the link fellas
hey y’all it’s me again i’m putting this blog on a very small semi-hiatus as i fix up some stuff on here but i have a new oc that i have a single muse blog for SOOOO if anyone would like to follow me over there and write with me there that would be really super awesome here’s the link fellas
YOU’VE GOT A POMEGRANATE HEART. independent original character written by melanie.
y’all i’m so sorry i haven’t been on i’m fighting off the worst cold ever right now i can’t do anything but lay around in discomfort omg i promise once i finally feel better i’ll be back to write
i’m having one of those moments where i feel hella discouraged about my writing and my characters especially my female characters i was cool for a while because i had so much muse for my male characters and i of course love playing them always but i won’t lie a part of me wishes characters like daxton (and all my female characters not gonna lie...i barely have anything with them minus joan) would get more attention....it just sucks idk y’all sorry for complaining like ew complaining feels so weird for me but it’s been on my mind
Nocturnal Animals (2016) dir. Tom Ford
secret relationship .
painful
“ it’s — getting a bit out of hand now. ”
“ i don’t think i can keep this up much longer. ”
“ i’m getting tired of hiding…”
“ it sucks that i can’t kiss you in public. ”
“ how much longer do i have to keep swallowing my desires for you. ”
“ are you sure we will — ? ”
“ do you think we’ll ever… be a couple-couple ? ”
“ sometimes i’m just scared that you’re just using me. ”
“ it’s starting to dawn on me that… the reason you might not want to come out about this is because you don’t really love me—”
“ is this a joke to you?”
“ i deleted all our texts. ”
“ i can’t keep pictures of us on my phone, are you crazy? ”
“ if anyone sees us i won’t know what to do. ”
“ sometimes it feels like i am the only one doing an effort here… ”
provoked
“ aren’t we suppose to be a thing ? why are you flirting then ?”
“ sometimes it feels like i am the only one doing an effort here —”
“ you sure seem to be good at ignoring the fact that we’re together. ”
“ okay no — i can’t handle the way they keep staring at you. ”
“ if they don’t stop hitting you up i’ll end up hitting them down. ”
“ don’t you see any pride in the marks i left on you ? ”
“ is this a joke to you — ?!”
“ stop that — we’re in public. ”
“ no, not until we get home. ”
“ you know i can’t do this out here — stop it!”
“ could TRY to show that you’re a little worried about this ???”
steamy
“ d—-don’t make me moan, i don’t want anyone to catch us… ”
“ everyone is downstairs… ~ take your pants off ”
“ shhh…. ~ it’ll be fine baby, no one will hear us ”
“ so what ? ~ if they see us coming out together we’ll figure something out…”
“ i’m gonna leave so many hickeys on you… show everyone that you’re taken… ”
“ i missed your scent…”
“ it feels so good — being close to again… ”
“ i’ve been thinking — about this the entire day… ”
“ ~ sit back and let me spoil you… you went an entire day without touching me… ”
“ kiss me… and don’t let me go ”
“ you’re like a forbidden fruit when i can’t touch you ~ kind of sexy ”
innocent
“ i can’t wait to show you off to the entire world… ”
“ we’ll be the cutest couple in existence, someday ”
“ when we come out i’m going to drown you kisses every day ”
“ ~ if we carve our initials in a tree no one will know ”
“ no one will notice if we hold hands under the table ~ ”
“ one day… we’ll be able to kiss like everyone else ”
“ i long for the day i get to hug you in the open ”
CHRISTMAS STARTERS
( assorted prompts that are all bedecked with christmas themes. from salty, to ecstatic, to indifferent - feel free to change up the context, pronouns, or words ! )
❛❛ All I want for Christmas is peace & quiet. ❜❜ ❛❛ If mistletoe appears in my one-meter vicinity, I’ll burn it. ❜❜ ❛❛ So - what are you getting me for Christmas? ❜❜ ❛❛ What do you mean, Santa isn’t real? ❜❜ ❛❛ The only thing I like about Christmas is to get drunk on eggnog & wine, & sulk over my year’s regrets. ❜❜ ❛❛ You always give the best presents. ❜❜ ❛❛ Let me get a picture of this for the memories. ❜❜ ❛❛ Christmas party at your house! ❜❜ ❛❛ I swear to god, if you give me a ‘dick-in-a-box’ for Christmas again- ❜❜ ❛❛ It’s snowing! ❜❜ ❛❛ Snow plus sleigh equals fun times. ❜❜ ❛❛ Snow plus sleigh equals broken bones. ❜❜ ❛❛ Please stop saying ‘Christmas is coming’ in Stark’s voice. ❜❜ ❛❛ Are you really setting traps for Santa — ? ❜❜ ❛❛ Don’t eat the cookies & milk I’m leaving on the table, unless your name is Santa. ❜❜ ❛❛ Ah yes, the age-old tradition of an obese old man dressed in a red suit - breaking into your house. ❜❜ ❛❛ Wanna help with the pudding? ❜❜ ❛❛ Help me decorate the Christmas tree. ❜❜ ❛❛ You’re really - enthusiastic - with the decorations. ❜❜ ❛❛ I knitted a sweater for you. Here, wear it. ❜❜ ❛❛ What did you use to knit the sweater? Two left-hands & parental guidance from a hamster? ❜❜ ❛❛ Are you coming to the Christmas party? ❜❜ ❛❛ How did you get tangled in all these fairy lights – ? ❜❜ ❛❛ Let me help with the gift-wrapping. ❜❜ ❛❛ Remember when you caught on fire last year? ❜❜ ❛❛ Oh no - no - you stay away from the alcohol. ❜❜ ❛❛ Stop telling me lies about Santa & his tiny elves. ❜❜ ❛❛ Oh shit, I forgot to buy the presents. ❜❜ ❛❛ Are you telling me you don’t put marshmallows in your hot chocolate? ❜❜ ❛❛ Is this what you do every Christmas? ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m not letting you barricade yourself in your room again for Christmas. ❜❜ ❛❛ Come on! Live a little - find true love - piss in the snow! It’s Christmas. ❜❜ ❛❛ It may be Christmas, but that’s still illegal. ❜❜ ❛❛ Christmas is just another day. What’s the big deal? ❜❜ ❛❛ Christmas should be six months long - not one. ❜❜
mediocrepoems.
DESPITE the fact that clothes do indeed dry, Ingrid genuinely thinks Joan should still go for the costume change—it’s just that she becomes far too much of an invertebrate around her friend to ever really assert herself properly. Not having the necessary faculties to press further, she does a little shrug instead, the expression on her face hopefully clear enough so she doesn’t have to verbalize an ‘ if you say so. ’ Joan uses the towel, though, thankfully, and while she pats herself less damp, Ingrid decides on a whim to focus on that alcohol comment. “I do drink sometimes,” she says, trying not to sound defensive. “Just… not enough to have my own stock ready in the apartment.”
She ends up mumbling that last bit, as Joan is very suddenly standing in front of her, a tad closer than is normal for two people who are supposedly ‘ just talking. ’ Ingrid’s used to jokes and flirtatious remarks from Joan, but hearing legitimate compliments has her feeling both a little shy and a little worried ( what exactly has brought all this on? ), and there’s no hiding that stupid blush now with this kind of proximity. “Joan, are you…” She’d meant to say OK, but Joan catches her off guard yet again. She’s just picked off an eyelash from her cheek. The warmth on Ingrid’s face worsens, and she tries to play it cool—but that shit always fails, doesn’t it? “A w—a w-wish?” she repeats dumbly. “J-Joan, for real, are you OK?”
joan can't help the small smile that graces her expression. she can't picture ingrid drinking. in fact, she couldn't picture her do much of anything outside that bookstore. maybe that was a BAD thing, and ingrid's become some entity in her brain, meshed with a location that resides only in her mind. she wishes to see her somewhere else. ingrid seems like someone that belongs in a meadow, or a blissful campsite. this almost makes joan feel GUILTY, for not being able to place ingrid somewhere that she truly belongs. has she really become this dense ? joan clears her throat, rubbing the ends of her hair with the towel. ❛ fine, i'll change my clothes. ❜ joan can pick up on her unspoken suggestion, and she'd only feel MORE guilty if she ignored it.
her smile falters a tad, it’s subtle but still there and only for ingrid. this was nice, like being struck with sudden tiredness after a long day and you're already lying in bed. it's somehow PEACEFUL in the midst of joan's chaos, which couldn't be spoken the same in ingrid's eyes, it seems. ❛ i'm okay. ❜ she replies sincerely this time, knowing it may not be ENTIRELY true, but it was the most truth she can muster in the moment. ❛ are you okay ? ❜ joan questions now with a laugh, blowing away the eyelash and making a mental wish herself. ❛ i can't remember if wishing off of an eyelash that isn't yours is bad luck or not. guess we'll find out. ❜ eyes scan over ingrid's face before she speaks again, ❛ you're blushing like crazy. i'm afraid you might go full tomato at the sight of me wearing your clothes. ❜ it's said teasingly, of course, a CLASSIC joan move. she mainly says it in hopes of lightening the mood, and maybe even making ingrid laugh. but joan's never been too good at that, but she tries
HELLO YES I’M FINALLY HERE and ready to do things send me memes make me starters do whatever let’s write
HELLO HAPPY MF BIRTHDAY TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
@everleave / HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEL ! ♥
it’s been midnight for a while on this side of the world so it’s officially let’s all gush about mel time; my dearest mel, i suck at words and don’t really know how to tell you how grateful i am that you stumbled into my starter once upon a time & gave me the chance to meet & become friends with such an amazing person. even if i’ve only known you for a few months you’ve quickly become a wonderful friend to me, & the plots & stories we’ve built make me shiver & get me as emotional as very few plots ever have. you deserve the world, my friend, but sadly i can’t give you that - take these two crappy edits instead, because in some universe our cool ass beautiful ships are oscar-worthy cinematic masterpieces & they get to live on beyond our threads ♥ happy birthday darling, i hope it’s as filled with as much joy & beauty as you spread into the world every day. love you ♥
hello all !!! as y’all know my birthday is tomorrow so i’m going out with my family for a birthday dinner tonight and then celebrating tomorrow too so my activity is gonna be a little spotty this weekend but i promise to be on afterwards ! AND I’LL BE 20 AHHHHHHHH
Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
She’s been very unhappy for a very long time. At least she did something about it.
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@everleave | HARRISON.
❝ UM… SO IT’S BEEN a really long time since i’ve done this. ❞ she starts out strong, but her voice wavers in her throat towards the end and makes her grimace. lillian absolutely hates talking about herself, although she knew that was exactly what he wanted her to do. ❝ i’ve um… started to see things more regularly and i was told- if i started that again i needed to… get help. ❞ another pause, and the brunette pushes hair from her face, gaze finding his. ❝ so here i am. ❞
harrison listens intently, nodding along as she speaks. it was completely UNDERSTANDABLE to be slightly nervous, and it's something he deals with often in his sessions. he makes a mental note of her nervousness to speak. ❛ don't worry at all, we can start slow. ❜ it's said kindly, harrison's hand reaching into his suit jacket for a pen shortly after. ❛ first of all, it's wonderful that you've decided to get help. people forget how IMPORTANT that is to decide for yourself and is a great first step. you should be very proud. ❜ he clears his throat, and makes a quick note on his pad before continuing, ❛ now, why don't you tell me a bit about the things you've been seeing recently. if you start to feel upset or uneasy, just let me know and we can change the subject. this is all about YOUR comfort and feeling okay. ❜
MISTLETOE BINCH / on purpose for keeton n mo and accidental for joan n mo! Or u can turn it around idgaf just gimme!!
mistletoe meme / accepting.
they had somewhere to go, as keeton insists on date nights. he wasn't even a huge fan of them in general, but keeton just LOVED having an excuse to be with her in settings like that. sitting and making up small talk, watching her glow under dimmed lighting as they drink and feel somewhat cynical together. it was UNLIKE THEM but perfect somehow.
❛ come here.. ❜ keeton trails off as they head to his front door. he smiles, feeling a giddy sensation of butterflies and fireworks erupting inside his stomach. ❛ what about a joint christmas album ? ❜ keeton asks with a laugh, not even being able to keep a straight face once it leaves his mouth. he wraps one arm around her waist, pressing his forehead against hers shortly after. his free hand reaches up above them then, a stray piece of mistletoe topped with a bright red bow in his grasp. ❛ huh, wow, would you look at that. ❜ mo gives him that LOOK, the one where she rolls her eyes in happy disbelief. it's one of his favorite things in the world. keeton believes he'll never grow tired of that look, or that smile that comes right after. they laugh for a few moments, both festering in how stupidly CORNY keeton was. ❛ kiss me, andersen, my arm's starting to cramp. ❜
maybe bringing mo out to her work christmas party wasn't the best idea. joan hasn't established a meaning behind their antics, seeing as it was more lust over anything else. which wasn't RARE for joan, but sometimes she fears people will get the wrong idea. the christmas party was made up of fellow strippers, red and green lights lighting up the area. it was warm, sultry, and a little messy. but what should you expect from a work christmas party when you work at a club ? it was good enough.
❛ having fun yet ? ❜ joan asks TEASINGLY, taking a generous sip from her drink. ❛ maybe this is the part where i ask if you've been naughty or nice. my bet's on naughty. ❜ joan leans a bit closer to mo as she speaks, beginning to let EVERY drop of alcohol influence her behavior. in reality, she wanted to get the hell out of there and bring mo with her. that's until a co-worker of hers nods above their heads, pointing out the dangling mistletoe. ❛ jesus, really ? mistletoe ? i guess i'm in sixth grade again. ❜ it doesn't stop her from turning to mo again tho, sending her a QUESTIONING look. joan would kiss her always, no matter what the circumstance, and she knows mo feels the same. she's never sure where to go with that, and sometimes she feels like something inside her brain blocks her from feeling anything other than SURFACE LEVEL emotions for mo. it's a harsh reality, one joan has grown used to. so she leans in, pressing a slow kiss to her lips before pulling back, but still remaining close. ❛ merry christmas, red. ❜
