wicked games.

"--and i WON'T let anybody tell me n o. i won't take anything for granted. cause i KNOW that nothing good comes easy. if it did i wouldn't be me." Harmony Calliope. Musician. Eighteen.

[harmonysmuse]

stephaniewindsor:

“Did you not take biology?”

“science isn’t really my thing.”

[harmonysmuse]

&& // SIRMIXALOT

[harmonysmuse]

jensenspossible:

the smile tugging at jensen’s lips was impossible to miss. she’d liked his gifts and didn’t feel the need to throw them in the garbage. or perhaps she did– but she felt his feelings were worth sparing, and he appreciated it all the same. harmony was the girl of his dreams. dreams he wasn’t even aware of until they crossed paths. he’d felt like an idiot all semester for thinking about this girl who was unreadable. even now, he didn’t know how she felt. wait– did she just say she liked him too?! his head practically snapped in her direction, hoping he wasn’t hearing things. was the setting just so perfect, he was hearing words she wasn’t saying?

before he could ask her to repeat herself, he saw the smile on her face as she read his nametag. it was a smile of hers he had never seen before. her smile always caused the butterflies in his stomach to flutter, but now they were going off the walls. as if they were trying to escape to see the smile for themselves. as his eyes met hers, he knew this would be the best night of his painfully dull life. and as soon as she spoke, jensen knew no one could take this night away from him. it was something that was just his ( and harmony’s of course ). this was his opportunity to be more than just a good guy that everyone sorta knew. this was his chance to be the good guy in someone’s life ( if that was what she wanted. he would do whatever she wanted ). “firstly, my code name makes sense. i’m not a soundcloud rapper, remember? computer mixes?” the words were rushed– he was eager to answer her second questions. “secondly, it would be an honor to go on this date with you.”

harmony hated everything about this conversation. the way it made her smile, slightly, the way it made her cheeks almost colour. the way jensen just looked so stupidly happy. it was all a bit too ridiculous for her. also, he was beginning to look slightly maniacal, and harmony had to glance around to ensure nobody was looking at them- because otherwise they’d definitely think drugs were involved. “sure. i guess it does make sense. but the big-butts guy, really? we all know nicki saved that song and took it back for what it was.” she couldn’t help saying, with a brief frown. harmony was getting off topic now. 

harmony eyed jensen, having to crane her neck slightly because he was stupidly tall. she felt a smile try to break out onto her face yet again, but she fought (and half failed) to keep it at bay. so. it looked they were going on a date together. “this better not be weird.” she couldn’t help adding, as if it was something jensen could control. she didn’t want to admit it just yet- but she actually quite liked jensen in her life, and didn’t want to get rid of him just yet. “and... thanks. for the letter. and the... everything.” harmony said, slightly softer. “i can’t believe out of everyone in this shitty school, you and i got matched together. think the world is tryna tell us something?”

[harmonysmuse]

stephaniewindsor:

❝ You know when your body is like ‘Uh whoa I almost died,’ and you get all hyper because you’re filled with dolphins? ❞

“no.” harmony said, flatly. “what the fuck are you talking about?”

[betterthankanyebitch]

[brand-n]

Visit Original Link

[coeur-de-coeur]

Visit Original Link

this song bleeds perfection

[anotharoom]

Visit Original Link

[baawri]

[harmonysmuse]

thejainasolo:

“I don’t understand why you keep getting in my way. Every day, at the same time.” She sighed. “I’m just trying to get to class.”

“wow, white girls really do think the whole world revolves around them, huh?” harmony rolled her eyes. “my locker is here. it’s nothing to do with you, i promise.”

[willafitz]

my heart can’t take it (✿ ♥‿♥)

[antoniporowski]

Django Jane by Janelle Monáe + Favorite Lyrics 

[robert-nash]

insp.

[harmonysmuse]

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[harmonysmuse]

jensenspossible:

jensen couldn’t help but stare at the girl in front of him. it was a good thing harmony hadn’t fully turned around yet, because she was likely to have said something. the orange complimented her so well– but jensen believed harmony could make anything look good, as long as she wore it proudly. she was always proud, and it was one of his favorite things about her. of course, she probably knew all of his favorite things about her at this point. and she didn’t seem to be laughing at him, so maybe she liked the note ? or maybe she didn’t get it. but as soon as she thanked him, he pushed that thought out of his head. “no problem,” he said, completely ignoring her first question. “hope you liked it.”

she must not have realized he was her date ( there was no one else who could be bad girl ri ri, he was sure of it ), even though he’d told her all about his computer mixes. of course, she compared him to a soundcloud rapper, so perhaps she forgot. so he decided to have some fun with it. “oh, you know, just looking for something nice to get my valentine for tonight. i don’t meet them for another hour,” he replied with a shrug, looking at the records around them. but he was too excited to carry through with this. he was ready to start this date with harmony. who was he to play with fate ? perhaps it was just meant to be. he reached into his pocket and pulled out his name badge, holding it out. “can’t leave my favorite girl alone on valentine’s day, now can i ?”

harmony nodded, reaching up to tuck a braid behind her ear. “i did. i mean, i do.” god, now she was stumbling over her words even? this was pathetic. she inhaled, taking a breath and shaking her head at herself. get it together. channel your inner rihanna. harmony considered herself, for just a moment. jensen had put himself really out there for her. it was surprising, to say the least. she’d never felt anything towards other people, except maybe annoyance. and now jensen was here, throwing a spanner in the works. she may as well just follow his cue. “i like you too.” she said, finally, and a bit flatly. she realised, belatedly, that jensen had written a whole card, sent flowers, and music, and all she could do was blurt out three tiny words. 

“your valentine-” harmony began, before looking down at the namebadge in his hand. it took her a moment, but then... harmony let out the biggest smile she possibly ever had. “sirmixalot.” she said, with an incredulous laugh, before holding open her own hand, to show her namebadge, but she had a feeling jensen already knew that. “no. you can’t.” she agreed, still smiling, eyes going back up to meet his. “firstly, your code name is awful. secondly, will you go on this date with me, jensen possible?”

[harmonysmuse]

&& // SIRMIXALOT

[harmonysmuse]

jensenspossible:

the whole reason jensen did this whole valentine’s thing was the chance to be matched with harmony. it was almost embarrassing, how hard he was trying. he wouldn’t be surprised if after he delivered the letter to her door, she had a big laugh. she could laugh in his face and sure, it’d hurt, but– no, it would just hurt. the last time he’d put this much effort into anything was when he was getting ready to perform in front of people for the very first time. in fact, it was probably the last time he’d felt this nervous. but he was even more nervous now. this could either be the night he’d been waiting for for weeks, or it could just be an unusual and confusing night.

it was typical jensen to be late, and even though the person inside didn’t know that, he sure did. he stopped outside and looked at the sign for the shop. he reached into the pocket of his jacket and grabbed his name badge, a bit embarrassed to properly pin it on. looking at the name one more time, he decided he wasn’t going to wear it. it was too embarrassing. so he slipped it back into his pocket and reached for the door. this place– it could be perfect. but he could’ve been meeting anyone here, right ? fate wouldn’t work this well in his favor. he took a few steps in, and immediately stopped. the hair, the outfit– it was all too familiar. he tried to fight his urge to grin, but he was far too excited. was he dreaming ? “hey short stack.”

harmony’s mind slipped back to the letter jensen had written her. she’d considered texting him, or calling him, but it felt maybe inappropriate and just wrong to leave such a crappy message, when he’d written something incredible for her. as she sighed, picking at the guitar strings a few more times, she glanced down at her phone. whoever her date was, they were running late. or again, maybe they just wouldn’t show up. she took a step back from the guitar, just as she heard a familiar voice. harmony didn’t mean to smile, but immediately- her face broke into a too wide grin, and she turned, just slightly, to see jensen there. she couldn’t even be mad at him for the stupid nickname. “hey yourself.” she replied back. she couldn’t believe it, he was her date? her eyes immediately went to him, only for her smile to fall slightly. there was no name badge. no stupid sirmixalot. it wasn’t him. 

harmony’s smile was basically nonexistent now, as she realised how awkward this entire thing would be, with her date coming at any moment and properly cementing what an idiot she was. “i- what are you doing here?” she couldn’t help asking, thinking back to the flowers, cd and letter on the floor in front of her dorm. a part of her was still slightly unsure if that even really was jensen. it had to be. harmony didn’t know why she wanted it to be so badly. with one half of her body still turned away from him, harmony couldn’t help reach up with one hand, and yank the name badge off her shirt without even thinking. she crumpled it into her hand, before turning to face jensen properly.  “thanks for...” she didn’t know how to finish her sentence, so she didn’t. 

[harmonysmuse]

jensenspossible:

@harmonysmuse

jensen stared at the door in front of him, incredibly nervous. why was he nervous ?? this plan didn’t even involve him seeing the girl on the other side. honestly, it was probably his best plan to this day. he was never good at talking about how he felt, so that’s what he was doing here– a letter and cd in one hand, a vase full of different flowers in the other. he still had hopes that he and harmony would end up together that night, but that was unlikely. there were tons of other guys around campus that would be better for harmony than he was. and as soon as he got into that thought process, he placed the vase on the ground, propping the letter and cd case up with it. “oh harmony calliope, you scare me more than anyone,” he mumbled to himself. and with that, he knocked on the door and bolted down the hallway.

harmony heard the knock on her door, just as she was getting ready for her date tonight. she fixed up her orange playsuit, sighing softly, before making her way to the door. “coming-” she said, just as she swung open the door to find nobody there. harmony immediately frowned, eyes glancing up and down the hallway. there was nobody. she grit her teeth together briefly, before taking a few steps back and getting ready to shut the door, when she noticed things on the floor in front of her. “what the fu-” she mumbled to herself, crouching down to look at the vase of brightly coloured flowers. there was a letter, and cd as well. was this from her date? still frowning, she didn’t even bother getting back up, instead- she ripped open the envelope, eyes skimming over the paper until she found the nickname at the bottom. log boy. harmony stilled. jensen? he’d brought her flowers? and a cd? this made no sense. eyebrows still furrowed, she took a moment to properly read the letter through- and felt her heart begin to pound faster and faster with each word. he’d written things like inspired. strong. badass. confident. she couldn’t help letting out a small laugh, but more then that... she couldn’t help feel her cheeks colour almost immediately. he’d really done this for her? he’d left her a cd, and everything. harmony gripped the letter tightly in her hand. she never thought anybody would notice her, especially not the way jensen did. she was just... shocked, to put it lightly. she stood back up, slowly, trying to register and properly think through everything that was on the letter. and shit. she still had a god damn date to go to. she wondered, briefly, if standing them up would be an option. but even harmony wasn’t that mean. but she knew... whoever her date was... she didn’t want them to be anyone. she kinda... maybe... possibly ... wanted to date jensen.

[alecsarchive]

[harmonysmuse]

&& // SIRMIXALOT

harmony still couldn’t believe she’d been matched with someone named sirmixalot. great. a person who loved that dumb ‘big butts’ song. she already knew just how terribly this was going to work out. the small comfort was that at least they were in a music shop. as harmony waited, her fingers skimmed over the many records, her feet slowly padding along. at least the location was perfect, if harmony did say so herself. she just hoped that whatever came of this ‘date’, it wouldn’t last too long, or harmony would find a way to excuse herself. 

honestly, harmony had never been on a date before, so it was just her luck that her first one would be with some random. it only further cemented harmony’s cynicism about the entire thing. however, she knew better then to start off a date by being negative. she inhaled, squaring her shoulders, and making show her ‘bad girl ri ri’ badge was on properly so her date would be able to find her. she could do this, and she would do this. she even forced a small smile, as she turned to strum the string of one of the model guitars, already feeling herself properly begin to relax.