cruel world

the way you slam your body into mine reminds me i'm alive, but monsters are always hungry, darling, and they're only a few steps behind you, finding the flaw, the poor weld, the place where we weren't stitched up quite right, the place they could almost slip right into through if the skin wasn't trying to keep them out, to keep them here, on the other side of the theater where the curtains keep rising. var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5618782"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=haunting&e2=haunting&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write(""); .

[different-landscapes]

[riverdaleladiesdaily]

[gcslightsarchive]

ahem...... not to sound like a broken record but.... pls write with me !!!

[heavensickness]

There’s a little girl in my head & she screams “unloved! unloved! unloved!” every moment of my life

[justanothermemething]

Send 🎰 for me to put our muses into a random list generator then post the first five as potential ships!

For single muse blogs only my muses will be randomized!

[brbmakingmemes-moved]

TEXT MESSAGES

a mix of platonic, fluff, angst, & nsfw

[ 📱 — sms ] can i call you?

[ 📱 — sms ] please answer me.

[ 📱 — sms ] i miss you.

[ 📱 — sms ] where are you?

[ 📱 — sms ] is everything okay?

[ 📱 — sms ] i love you.

[ 📱 — sms ] i feel so alone.

[ 📱 — sms ] i feel alone without you.

[ 📱 — sms ] do you want me to pick up food?

[ 📱 — sms ] do you need me to pick you up?

[ 📱 — sms ] can you pick me up?

[ 📱 — sms ] i miss your touch.

[ 📱 — sms ] i might have made a mistake.

[ 📱 — sms ] who is this?

[ 📱 — sms ] i think you have the wrong number.

[ 📱 — sms ] i can’t stop thinking about you.

[ 📱 — sms ] do you ever think about us?

[ 📱 — sms ] i’m in the hospital.

[ 📱 — sms ] i want you in my bed again.

[ 📱 — sms ] i woke up and you were gone.

[ 📱 — sms ] i want to kiss you in places you’ll never forget.

[ 📱 — sms ] i’m pregnant.

[ 📱 — sms ] did you just propose to me over text message?

[ 📱 — sms ] i touch myself when i think about you.

[ 📱 — sms ] i need you. now.

[ 📱 — sms ] i’m sorry for what i said.

[ 📱 — sms ] you’re my best friend.

[ 📱 — sms ] i need somewhere to crash.

[ 📱 — sms ] i thought you didn’t want to talk to me.

[ 📱 — sms ] was that pic meant for me?

[ 📱 — sms ] i’m in trouble and need your help.

[neaarty]

[midsommars-deactivated20201109]

[joharvell-deactivated20250903]

[lina-lynn]

Blair Redford and Penelope Mitchell made for @nekrikos

[sgojosmom]

also if you’re cool with pre-established relationships/dynamics where we skip all the awkwardness of starting to roleplay with someone new and jump straight to plotting a little and tagging each other in stuff hmu

[usermarze]

[lesbian-karolina]

[gcslightsarchive]

to the tune of i wanna dance with somebody: i wanna WRITE with somebody

[gcslightsarchive]

i’m hopping off of my laptop for the night and i’m going to take a shower before more storms roll in, but i’ll still be around on mobile so if any of you cuties would like to plot just like this and i’ll come love you !!!

[gcslightsarchive]

muse: janie ( read more about her here ! ) open to: m/f/nb. connection ideas: an ex, a client or fuck buddy that started to become something more, a cop she was involved with, someone that works for her father, someone from a rival crew, really anything goes !!

the screen door swung open with a metallic screech, a blast of cool spilling out into the sticky night air. janie paused at the entryway, an unlit cigarette dangling from her lips and a lighter clutched in one hand. the darkness beyond her trailer was only illuminated by a single, flickering porch light, the redhead greeted by the unexpected sight of a familiar soul. janie sucked in a deep breath, reaching to pluck the cigarette out of her mouth. “what are you doin’ here ?” she asked almost pointedly, perhaps more of an abrupt reaction than she had intended. mossy hues glinted with a touch of sadness, janie leaning heavily against the door frame. “i thought i told ya to stop wasting your time.” it was more of a statement and less of a question. her arms crossed over her chest, a faint scoff slipping past her lips. “christ. you really don’t know when to quit, do you ?” she muttered, shaking her head in disbelief. “i already told you: you and me ? that’s a bad idea.”

[leo-suter]