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Hello I'm Ashley Im 20 and this is my multi muse blog. I don't bite I promise, love me and I'll love you back ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 18+ || I Do Ship With Rules || Let's Have Fun ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~``` "You Dont Love From Your Heart"

[captainsmolboy-deactivated20180]

ahh … ha ha. oh god. ye good ole fear of abandonment. 

also, for the record, you can reblog even if you don’t have bpd. I understand a lot of people with different disorders may feel these things, even though we experience them differently. so you are allowed to reblog! 

[tybeaniebbys]

ur fellow youth minister Joseph Christiansen is here to save the daddy day.

[rpfunstuff]

Confess your muse's biggest fear and mine will tell them how they'd comfort them.

[krimson-pandas]

"My biggest fear is waking up alone." Chaelin began to tear up. "I try to act like the baddest bitch and I don't need anyone but.....I need someone. Everyone needs someone right?" She cuddled herself in Yeols sweater.

[hangthebloodycode-deactivated20]

reblog this if you actually like following me.

[truethievery]

7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN MEME

My muse and your muse have been chosen to be locked in a closet for 7 minutes in heaven. Send “SEVEN MINUTES” for my muse to generate a number 1-25 of what happens between our muses

Keep reading

[krimson-pandas]

*skips around*

[onlyandybeirsack]

[eccxntrix-blog1]

Sex or Cuddles?

“Well, cuddling with me leads to sex, and sex with me always ends with cuddles. It’s a vicious cycle, just ask Chaelin.”

[krimson-pandas]

And I love every bit of it

[8473goodbyemrknight-deactivated]

This blog supports the idea of MULTIPLE THREADS with the same muse.

[krimson-pandas]

30 || @thxwanderer

[krimson-pandas]

Din Din with My Hearts @eccxntrix @thxwanderer

[kerplunk]

Handwriting Asks

Send me a number and I’ll handwrite the answer for you!

1. write your URL

2. write the URL of the person who sent the ask

3. write your blog title

4. write the blog title of the person who sent the ask

5. your name

6. your birthday

7. where you live right now

8. where you were born

9. today’s date

10. current time

11. relationship status

12. the first 5 words that come to your mind

13. your number of followers

14. the number of blogs you’re following

15. the URLs of your tumblr crushes

16. draw your tumblr activity graph :)

17. describe the latest post on your dashboard

18. favorite band(s), musician(s)

19. favorite song(s)

20. favorite lyric(s)

21. favorite album(s)

22. favorite color(s)

23. celebrity crushes

24. favorite food

25. favorite beverage

26. favorite TV show(s)

27. favorite movie(s)

28. favorite actors or actresses

29. describe what you’re wearing right now

30. write something for the person who sent the ask

31. ships?

32. favorite season(s)

33. favorite ice cream flavor(s)

34. a place you wanna go on holiday

35. favorite number

36. favorite meme(s)

37. favorite animal(s)

38. favorite quote(s)

39. a random fact about yourself

40. write your name with your non-dominant hand

41. handwrite a message to your followers

42. something of your choice (specify in ask)

[thxwanderer]

42 (a message to Dyl while Mari was in Italy)

Handwriting Asks 

Status ; Still accepting

[ a letter ; Mari/Dyl(/Dani) ]

[krimson-pandas]

"Dyl, baby? Where are you?"

Hearing the slightly familiar voice coming from the front door Dylan turned from the stove and spotted the missing man from her life. The pan of scrambled eggs she was holding was now descending in slow motion towards the mahogany flooring. “Mari?” Flying towards the door she embraced him tears flowing more than when he left. “I missed you sooo much” she sobbed uncontrollably.

[thxwanderer]

Home. The single word managed to instill in him a warmth that had gone cold since he stepped foot off his flight into Milan - Malpensa Airport. Italy, as stunning as it was, as it would always be, was not home to him anymore. Home is only where she is, where Dani is. It just felt so good to be back, he ponders as he carelessly dropped his bags as he heard her approaching. 

Seeing her is like seeing the light at the end of a tunnel; she is so beautiful, even more so than the moment he had to leave. “Ciao mia bellissima (hello, my beautiful),” He responds, endearing smile blooming on his lips as he opens up his arms to embrace her, pressing her closer still. It’s not enough. He’d be making up for a lot of lost time. “I missed you too- please don’t cry. Please?” He tries to quell her tears, unable to help his smile. This is so like her; as he strokes a hand through her dark tresses, he tries to reign in on his happiness to better care for her. 

[krimson-pandas]

Her body conclaves into his completely giving in. “I-I can’t not cry” she refused to let him go. It wasn’t a lie if she didn’t feel like this wasn’t real. She had marked days on her calendar to win he was coming back but she was sure it wasn’t until a day before graduation. Her dreams had came true a week early.

“I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you” she began to sob again repeating herself. She clung her legs around his waist and began to kiss the sides of his face. “Don’t ever leave me like that again, please”

[thxwanderer]

He sets the feeling of her body against his to his memory, the silkiness of her thick hair and the press of her chest against his. “Piagnucolona. Crybaby.” He murmurs fondly, unable to help the reoccurring Italian slipping off his tongue like water down a drain.He’d been trying his best to escape his overbearing family for two weeks until now, especially right before graduation. Her affirmations of still loving him set his chest at ease, and he can’t help but be relieved. She deserved better; she always would.

“I love you, too. I missed you so much.” He rubs a soothing hand down her back before using the contact to keep her hoisted up easily. She’s as light as a feather; he’d enjoy feeding her in bed like before. The kiss cause a little chuckle to escape past parted lips before he turns his head to catch her mouth in a soft kiss, “Not if I can help it. I’m so sorry I was gone for this long, baby. My family- they have a way with being too dramatic.” 

[krimson-pandas]

"Well skip them!" She felt all the angst she held for a year and a half leave her body with the most non angst statement ever. Her face fell blank before meeting his eyes. "I just," she chuckled easing down and placing a palm to his cheek. "All those pictures I have of you never can compare to your handsomeness right her, and right now" she smiled innocently.

All of her thoughts of him while she was gone and faded in the smallest amount of time. She remembered how she'd cry at night praying for him to just come home and hold her. All the times Daniel came home broken mentally and physically she wished he could be there to help pick up the pieces. But now she knew her love for him was stronger. "I love you" she mumbles. She knew her thoughts would never change for him or for Daniel. "We need to go to dinner, all of us"

[krimson-pandas]

"Dyl, baby? Where are you?"

Hearing the slightly familiar voice coming from the front door Dylan turned from the stove and spotted the missing man from her life. The pan of scrambled eggs she was holding was now descending in slow motion towards the mahogany flooring. “Mari?” Flying towards the door she embraced him tears flowing more than when he left. “I missed you sooo much” she sobbed uncontrollably.

[thxwanderer]

Home. The single word managed to instill in him a warmth that had gone cold since he stepped foot off his flight into Milan - Malpensa Airport. Italy, as stunning as it was, as it would always be, was not home to him anymore. Home is only where she is, where Dani is. It just felt so good to be back, he ponders as he carelessly dropped his bags as he heard her approaching. 

Seeing her is like seeing the light at the end of a tunnel; she is so beautiful, even more so than the moment he had to leave. “Ciao mia bellissima (hello, my beautiful),” He responds, endearing smile blooming on his lips as he opens up his arms to embrace her, pressing her closer still. It’s not enough. He’d be making up for a lot of lost time. “I missed you too- please don’t cry. Please?” He tries to quell her tears, unable to help his smile. This is so like her; as he strokes a hand through her dark tresses, he tries to reign in on his happiness to better care for her. 

[krimson-pandas]

Her body conclaves into his completely giving in. "I-I can't not cry" she refused to let him go. It wasn't a lie if she didn't feel like this wasn't real. She had marked days on her calendar to win he was coming back but she was sure it wasn't until a day before graduation. Her dreams had came true a week early.

"I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you" she began to sob again repeating herself. She clung her legs around his waist and began to kiss the sides of his face. "Don't ever leave me like that again, please"

[lifelovemusiq]

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