Apr 27, 2015
indie rp. multi-muse and selective. mun is 20.
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indie rp. multi-muse and selective. mun is 20.
indie rp. multi-muse and selective. mun is 20.
indie rp. multi-muse and selective. mun is 20.
indie rp. multi-muse and selective. mun is 20.
indie rp. multi-muse and selective. mun is 20.
indie rp. multi-muse and selective. mun is 20.
i kinda wanna move everything to a new page bc everything is messy and unorganized :/
&. DEXTER.
feeling her saliva hit his palm and her screams vibrate against his skin, he releases his grip around her mouth to make contact with the side of her face, assuming her cheek was a shade of red now. ❛ this is how you die. don’t you learn anything from horror movies ? ❜ he rolls his eyes before he’s reaching for his pocket knife in the back of his jeans, revealing the metal to the female’s eyes and pressing it against her neck. ❛ if you keep fidgeting, you’re only gonna hurt yourself. and if you try to run, i will kill everyone who matters to you. ❜ dexter promises, and he will keep his word.
burning on the side of her cheek was all she could feel along with anger coursing through her veins. it was the only thing she could imagine, why the hell did he pick her as victim compared to everyone else? ❛ do you think i give a fuck if i die by the hands of a pathetic loser ? ❜ her words bitter and loud. the coldness of the blade along her neck only surprised her more than anything. ❛ everyone that ever mattered is dead you moron. do it. kill me.❜ she taunts, her words meaning nothing but the truth. who could he kill that would hurt her? no one meant anything to her.
&. NATHAN.
he’s never received this much affection before from anyone, so when brooklynn is kissing him and hugging him, he’s not quite sure on what to do in return or how to react; but, he wraps an arm around her, his hand rubbing her back in comfort. ❝ you look pretty. ❞
❝ i believe that i look pretty to you. ❞ she whispered quietly before taking his hand. ❝ sorry.. i get a little too affectionate. ❞ she mumbled quietly before pulling his hand up so they could get to the store. ❝ we should go now if we don’t want to get back so late.❞
&. NADIRA.
nadira did not deserve his kindness or his love. he was too good for her and the fact that she might just feel something towards him scared her. though, she doesn’t know if she does or does not. she has never been in touch with her feelings. she didn’t like the concept of love considering the fact that it fucked her up completely. nothing good ever comes out when it involves two people falling for one another because at the end, it will never work out. she learned that the hard way and she wasn’t going to risk getting hurt again, even though she knew that he was different from her ex. regardless, it wasn’t a risk she wanted to take. being in love meant that she had something to lose. she has had enough loss in her life to deal with another. for the past couple of weeks, she has done her absolute best to keep her distance from him but it was difficult. they saw each other constantly; and she considered him as a friend and perhaps, something more at times. ❝ don’t say that, ❞ she broke free from his gaze and turned her focus onto something else. she really did not want to talk about this with him today or any other day. she felt something towards adam but she will never be vocal about it. but oh, he knows. she doesn’t know what she should do about it.
with her words he was dumbfounded because they only grew closer and closer to one another and it was becoming something he couldn’t help but want more but why wouldn’t she want him to spill the truth from his lips. he wasn’t much other than the fake boyfriend for occasions to make her less lonely. ❝ don’ts ay what? that your love isn’t real ? ❞ it was nothing but a confusing mess because how was her love real? he hadn’t ever recalled a time when he even thought he meant more. there of course were times when he could imagine it and hope for it, but hopes and reality were two very different things. with a sigh he slowly rest his gaze upon her beautiful features. ❝ is there something or anything that you want to tell me? is there anything you want me to know? is there any possible thing that i should know ?❞ he begged quietly trying his hardest not to become undone but that was just something he couldn’t quite find himself capable of at that moment.
&. DEXTER.
✖ illcsion ;
his hand is kept around the figure locked around his hand, gripping her mouth to keep her from screaming any louder than they already have. ❛ SHH ! ❜ the raven haired male hisses, his other arm holding onto his backpack filled with weapons he found around the victim’s place. ❛ shut up, or i swear i’ll kill you. got a pretty little rope in my bag for you. ❜
her breath quickened hastily the figure being rough with her only made her body jerk in ways that only made her more and more uncomfortable. staying quiet after her screaming only made things worse left her completely at unease. bringing her hands along his arm as if she was frantic was her only ploy to get herself free from his grip. she was no ones victim. digging her long nails into his skin she put pressure along his forearm only using her body as dead weight to fall to the ground. ❛ HELP SOME ASSHOLE IS TRYING TO KILL ME ! ❜ she screamed aloud before spitting at him hoping she could get released from his grip.
okay wish me luck while i finish my drafts.
&. ISAIAH.
❝ how about living with me ? can’t you just leave him and move in with me ? my sisters won’t mind, i swear. they like you. ❞ he assures, tongue flicking out to moisten his lower lip before his teeth are biting onto it, his hand rubbing the back of his neck because he’s not sure how to get rid of her boyfriend, at all. ❝ can’t we report him to the police ? what’s so bad about that ? ❞
❝ you’d really take me in ? ❞ she spoke quietly before shrugging her tiny shoulders and looking down at the floor. there was so much on the line with her moving, one being her safety. her boyfriend would do anything in his power to hurt her in every way he can and that was both physically and emotionally. she wouldn’t ever want isaiah to get into any trouble because of her. ❝ i’ve tried that already. his brother is a cop and is always covering for him. so i can’t go to them. ❞
&. ELIZA.
with the door finally opening, she’s greeted by nathan and she offers a smile in attempt of being friendly, even though he came off slightly rude towards her at the first day of planning. she’s not gonna take it to the heart though, because he’s more than likely stressed with the wedding. “it’s okay, i don’t mind.” she shrugs her shoulders, allowing herself inside the home, taking a quick look around before seating herself down on the couch, setting her things aside. “maybe the outfits, like how we said before? discussing the brand and the length and stuff, you know.”
sitting beside her he nods his head and laughed a bit. “you’re talking outfits with a guy though so i hope you know i am probably not going to be the most help. so no yelling at me like she does, okay?” looking around the room he tried not to make everything seem so awkward even though it kind of was for him. “so uh, what are your ideas? i just don’t want to look like an idiot. that has to be my only request and after that i am more than sure anything else is okay.” getting up from his seat he went towards the kitchen and came back with a notebook. “here. i know paisley was looking at this the other day for ideas.”
imessage & mia.
mia: yeah sure if you want me to
easton: i'll keep the door unlocked for you..
&. DECLAN.
this was not how declan imagined his night was going to be like. in fact, it was better. who knew that being attentive would pay off? he definitely didn’t. he doesn’t even remember how the two ended up being the way that they were right now but that didn’t matter. ❝ continue to do what? ❞ he asked, letting out a chuckle. he pulled her closer to him and kissed her forehead. she wore him out and that was good. compared to all the other girls that he has been with, she was, no doubt, the best in bed. he also liked her a lot, a lot. she was the one who could brighten up his mood by just talking to him and for that he was grateful. he didn’t know what she would do if he didn’t have her in his life.
with a smile still rather prominent along her lips she couldn’t help but feel blissful. her heart pounding within her chest and making her feel like any little thing that could be wrong about this was nothing. they were in bed together after having possibly the best intimacy with him than she ever had with anyone else. ❝ you know what you did to me.. ❞ she spoke quietly her hand moving up and down along his chest. placing small kisses along his shoulder evelyn couldn’t even wipe off the smile that was on her lips. he had brainwashed her within that moment way more than she could ever find possible. ❝ i don’t know how you did what you just did or why, but it was amazing, you’re amazing.. ❞ her eyes soon fell closed while she hummed quietly under her breath, her arms holding him close to her.
&. MAX.
“you know there’s hardly anything that can’t be fixed. you should make up with them while you can because they might not able to show it perfectly but i bet they love you to bits.” max thought out loud. he believed that having some kind of contact with them was still better than absolutely nothing. a wide smile resting on his facial features he was waiting patiently for the answer he requested in a not everyday way. “okay, then tell me, el.” he teased lightly, another chuckle falling from his lips when the blonde mentioned the possibility that he would get sick as well. “right, i think it’s too late to worry about that.” he mused, bright blue orbs staring down at the petite form that was pressed right against his larger frame.
“you don’t know them.. they aren’t typical and loving. they are selfish and judgemental. they just aren’t the type of people you expect them to be, trust me. love? i’m more like their property above anything else which is why i don’t feel like seeing them.” she spoke quietly giving insight to her family, but not enough to give him the ideas that she had snobby rich parents. looking at his features she couldn’t help but feel her crush on him growing. he was always so warm and tender with her especially with her being sick. “nope, no words.” she teased before a frown fell upon her petals. “i don’t want you to get sick because of me but if you do i will take care of you, i promise.” she spoke quickly before pecking his chin happily. “thank you, max.”