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i….. will make an official post later. but this blog is deceased. my trash pile of muses can be found @fatesewn
i….. will make an official post later. but this blog is deceased. my trash pile of muses can be found @fatesewn
i….. will make an official post later. but this blog is deceased. my trash pile of muses can be found @fatesewn
i….. will make an official post later. but this blog is deceased. my trash pile of muses can be found @fatesewn
i….. will make an official post later. but this blog is deceased. my trash pile of muses can be found @fatesewn
i….. will make an official post later. but this blog is deceased. my trash pile of muses can be found @fatesewn
i..... will make an official post later. but this blog is deceased. my trash pile of muses can be found @fatesewn
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3 LITTLE WORDS... || starter pack
Send me one to see how my muse reacts. Some are fluffy, some are angsty, some are smutty, some are something else entirely…
Some of these may be triggering or NSFW!
“I love you.”
“I hate you.”
“Go fuck yourself.”
“I guess so…”
“I guess not.”
“Love me, please.”
“Don’t say that.”
“Don’t do that.”
“Don’t touch me.”
“Please, hold me.”
“Pain changes people.”
“You haven’t changed.”
“Please don’t go.”
“Look behind you.”
“Go kill yourself.”
“I can change.”
“Don’t ever change.”
“Want a hit?”
“Do you smoke?”
“Fuck me now.”
“Take my hand.”
“Lead the way.”
“Duck and cover!”
“Just go home.”
“Take me home.”
“Walk me there?”
“Everyone, shut up!”
“Just shut up.”
“Please stop it.”
“Please don’t die.”
“I need you.”
“I want you.”
“Want a hug?”
“Want a kiss?”
“Are you sure?”
“Are you lying?”
“That’s the truth.”
“I’m not lying.”
“Oh my God.”
“For fuck’s sake!”
“I got it.”
“I found it.”
“Call me later.”
“Text me later.”
“Don’t call me.”
“Are you crying?”
“I wasn’t crying.”
“Please don’t laugh.”
“Please don’t cry.”
“That’s a lie.”
“What’d they say?”
“What’ll it be?”
“It’s last call.”
“It’s almost midnight.”
“Do you promise?”
“That’s a promise.”
“Are you serious?”
“Don’t bullshit me.”
“I punched him.”
“I killed him.”
“I kissed him.”
“I love him.”
“I hate him.”
“I lied before.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“I’m not sorry.”
“I’ll come over.”
“Can you come?”
“Want to cuddle?”
“Maybe we should.”
“Maybe we shouldn’t.”
“You don’t say.”
“Make me come.”
“Did you come?”
“I stole it.”
“I broke it.”
“Any bones broken?”
“Are you okay?”
“Are you hurt?”
“That must’ve hurt.”
“He was lying.”
“It’s our song.”
“Can I help?”
“Help me out.”
“Please, for me?”
“Anything for you.”
“I doubt it.”
“I believe you.”
memesandthings:
TEXT MESSAGE STARTERS ! Send one of the prompts below to get a response from my muse.
drunk texts:
( ✉ → sms ) plea se eh elep me im drunk and i dotn know whe re i am
( ✉ → sms ) i fukcing miss yo u
( ✉ → sms ) i look so fuckigjn GOOD
( ✉ → sms ) i csnst stop throwiging up
( ✉ → sms ) fu ck you for hurting me
( ✉ → sms ) why dotn you ever call me anymore huh
( ✉ → sms ) stop being so fuckigjn borign and coekm to my party
( ✉ → sms ) i dropped my pzziza o nt eh floror im fuckgin pissed
( ✉ → sms ) i j sut left you a 3 mintue long voicemail singing. sorry
( ✉ → sms ) even when i’m durnk ic ant sotp thinking about oyu
hateful texts:
( ✉ → sms ) you’re pathetic
( ✉ → sms ) you make me miserable
( ✉ → sms ) fuck you. delete my number.
( ✉ → sms ) you never meant anything to me, anyway.
( ✉ → sms ) fuck your apologies, you can keep them.
( ✉ → sms ) congrats on always ruining everything
( ✉ → sms ) my life would be so much easier without you.
( ✉ → sms ) and next time you feel like calling me… don’t.
( ✉ → sms ) i don’t want anything to do with you anymore.
( ✉ → sms ) if your goal was to make me hate you, then congratulations. mission accomplished.
misc/random texts:
( ✉ → sms ) i think my neighbor is an alien.
( ✉ → sms ) help me think of a name for my new dog
( ✉ → sms ) sooooo… what was your first impression of me
( ✉ → sms ) should i get pizza or chicken wings for dinner?
( ✉ → sms ) no one’s ever made me feel the way you do.
( ✉ → sms ) i borrowed your weed. hope you don’t mind.
( ✉ → sms ) why do they say drugs are bad when they make you feel so good
( ✉ → sms ) today is the oldest you’ve ever been, but the youngest you’ll ever be again…
( ✉ → sms ) [ File Attached: 001329.jpg ] of all the drunk pictures i have of you, this one is my favorite.
( ✉ → sms ) i used your pics to catfish someone, and since they bought me a laptop… you have a date with them tomorrow.
davina claire appreciation week, day 5 » favorite quotes
“ i can give you a list of people who have underestimated me. not one of them has done it a second time. ”
“are you okay” no, next question
@girlfaired said : why don’t you stay here? , for lizzie :// ↳ meme. status : accepting.
“ oh , you actually want me to stay ? ” heart flutters. the extra skip between beats. and not that she’s willing to admit it , her head fogs. isn’t she supposed to be the one with the upper hand here ? “ i mean , i don’t care either way. i can stay. ” she moves to the bed. perches herself onto the edge , as if she never left.
𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 \ sentence starter pack, i. feel free to change wording \ pronouns as you see fit.
don’t go.
please, don’t go.
it hurts.
this hurts.
we can’t be friends.
you shouldn’t be here.
stay here with me.
it doesn’t feel like you care.
i can’t feel your heart.
i’m so alone.
i need you here, with me.
there’s nothing left.
we’re up in flames, the both of us.
it all comes crashing down.
i don’t know what to do.
you won’t go with me?
why don’t you stay here?
i’m going alone.
my heart’s broken.
they broke your heart.
where did this come from?
how did you get this scar?
who is {name}?
what are you saying?
i shouldn’t have come here.
it’s like we’ve become strangers.
who hurt you?
who did this to you?
please, don’t ignore me.
please, say something.
is there something i should know?
i’m not leaving you here.
you can’t do this to me.
after all that we’ve been through…
there’s something you need to know.
venerabl › sebastian.
“ elizabeth… ” name trails off. he wants nothing more than to pull her close and pretend that everything between them is normal. but it isn’t, and it never would be no matter how much he wishes for it. “ i don’t want to hurt you. accidental or otherwise. please… ”
“ you’re not gonna hurt me ! ” unreasonably certain. the pull towards him radiating from her chest , pushing feet closer. again. inch by inch until it’s unbearable. her hesitance is calmed by a wave of trust. unearned but given all the same. “ i’m pretty sure i can take care of myself. and i’m sorry but if you really were gonna hurt me , or whatever , you definitely would have by now. ”