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[lvelyglxy]

moving a few of these babes to a different blog. 

[lvelyglxy]

moving a few of these babes to a different blog. 

[lvelyglxy]

moving a few of these babes to a different blog. 

[lvelyglxy]

yo i’ve been super tired lately and not really feeling it here. i’ll be back at some point to plot and get back to these babes. 

[gusmylove]

[lvelyglxy]

( ✉ → sms ) i fukcing miss yo u (liam)

[tae-oh] then y did u end things? [tae-oh] ur the one who wanted to stop. 

[rockinrpmemes]

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.

[lvelyglxy]

gwyynbleidd‌:

          He wanted to be angry with Lannan, but something in him wouldn’t allow that fire to burn. It steadily died out, until the embers succumbed to a strangely innate desire to remain in her presence. Everything about what he was feeling felt wrong on a superficial level, went against his own personal code. Liam didn’t even think it was possible for him to be attracted to a person he barely knew in the first place. What kind of nonsense was that anyway?           The menu he held served as an easy way to avoid making further eye contact with Alex. Each description he read sounded less and less appetizing, his gaze constantly having to be yanked down to the next meal and away from her. “You don’t need to apologize. It’s not your fault for falling for it.” The way he spoke, he realized his tone might have come off the wrong way. And for the first time in what felt like years, he made a quick effort to amend his comment.           “I just mean he’s pretty good at setting people up, getting them to do things he wants.” Wasn’t that part of his job? Kind of? Liam’s brows furrowed as he forcefully drowned himself in meaningless thoughts about their mutual friend. It was a better distraction than the menu he no longer had the hunger to order from. “What does that idiot even do with his time?” Well shit. That comment was supposed to remain private, in his head. He looked over at her and simply dropped the menu onto the table, giving her what could barely be made out as an apologetic expression. Try to change the subject, Liam.           “…Are you and Lannan close? I see you with him a lot at the hotel.” He was taken aback by his own question, and it showed as he leaned back slightly, brows inching towards one another yet again. Why did he care if they were close?

     alex was positive this little get-together was going to end up in silence or him leaving early. why he was looking at the menu as if he were going to order something she didn’t understand. wasn’t he supposed to be running away just like he did any other time he was in her presence? the fact that he continued sitting there made alex’s palms start to get sweaty a little. 

                                   act cool, alex. stay calm, he’s just a crush. 

   but thinking of him as JUST a crush never sat well with alex, it always felt like something deeper with him. although she doesn’t believe in love at first sight, these feelings towards this stranger really does have her questioning if that saying was actually true. pushing all her uplifting thoughts to the side, she gives a small smile when his question comes at her. wait---a question? is he really trying to strike up a conversation? without getting TOO excited, alex sits forward in her seat. her elbows rest themselves on the top of the table as her chin rests in the palm of her hand. 

      “yeah, i guess you could say we are close. almost like a brother and sister relationship. he’s got my back, i got his. what about you? are you close with him? have you two always worked together at the hotel?” alex is trying her best not to start talking his ears off and by doing that she takes another bite of the treat in front of her. with her cheeks slightly full, she holds a hand over her mouth as she speaks. “do you want some of these? they are my favorites. the best crepes you could possibly get around here.” 

[lvelyglxy]

when @gwyynbleidd gets on and replies to a thread. 

[virgoxwrites]

i’m a slut for plots where the bad boy becomes soft for the girl that everybody least expects him to be with. give me an au where he’s a fuck boy, in a gang, a drug dealer, or just a drop out or somethin and she’s like total girl next door, or a nerd, or just v sweet and innocent, or whatever else and he has to actually try to win her over and there’s a lot of angst cause she just thinks she’s some other girl to him but she’s actually his whole world and he keeps getting angry with himself and her because she won’t believe him

[lvelyglxy]

saewooboiis‌:

@lvelyglxy | cont. from [ this ] ask

desmond rolled his eyes with a click of his tongue, but it was more of an unbelieving and sympathetic gesture. it wasn’t harsh as was his usual m.o. “uh….well, i….” he hesitated and stepped forward only slightly. “you’ve………held it together…….pretty well. yeah.” desmond sighed at himself, squeezing his eyes shut, then stepped forward and placed his hand on her shoulder. as she continued crying, he looked up and rolled his eyes once more. this was so awkward for him, and he knew what he had to do to comfort her, but his body just wouldn’t move. finally, he told himself ‘fuck it’ and just dragged her in by her shoulder for a hug.

wait, this wasn’t what she had expected. what reagan was waiting to hear was ‘suck it up’ or him just leaving. her body freezes up the moment he pulls her in for a hug, but after a few seconds go by she’s relaxing right against him. her teary face buries itself into his chest as more tears seem to pour out. “for being so smart---i feel like i’m the stupidest person on earth right now.” she mumbles it against his chest as her tiny arms raise up to wrap around his waist. taking in the offered hug that was very much needed right now. 

[lvelyglxy]

‘ Don’t bullshit me. I’ve never seen you cry before. Of course something is up! ‘ (des)

     he’s right. something was up and reagan had been trying her best all day to hold back the tears, distracting herself from class to class. but the moment she spotted him she couldn’t help herself. she didn’t want to burst out crying in front of anyone, especially des. she didn’t want him to get angry at her for showing emotion again over titus. here she was though with warm tears streaming down her cheeks. 

   “he picked her.” it’s all she’s able to croak out before bowing her head back down to look at her shoes. 

[memecollation]

Sentence Starters —  to cheer up / talk with sad muses.

( Change pronouns as needed! )

’ You’re not usually like this. What happened? ‘

‘ Are… are you crying? Oh my God, what happened? Are you alright? ‘

‘ Don’t bullshit me. I’ve never seen you cry before. Of course something is up! ‘

‘ I know we fight a lot, but I still don’t like seeing you crying. ‘

‘ No. No! That’s enough. They won’t be hurting you any longer. This was the last straw! ‘

‘ Oh, please don’t cry. Come here, come… please don’t cry. ‘

‘ I know you’re in there! Please let me in. ‘

‘ I can hear you crying, you know? Do you want to open this door to talk or… ‘

‘ You want to be left alone, I know. But would you mind if I stayed near you anyway? Quietly, of course. I just want to be nearby to make sure that you’ll be fine. ‘

‘ Cry it out, it’s alright. Yeah, just like that. Just cry it out. ‘

‘ Please tell me what happened. I want to help you. ‘

‘ I’m here! It’s alright, I’m here now! ‘

‘ Hold my hand; we’ll get through this. Together. ‘

‘ I’m certain they’ll come back. They would never abandon you. ‘

‘ Come on now. I thought I was supposed to be the emotional one here? ‘

‘ You’re not stupid for being sad. You’re stupid for not letting yourself be sad. ‘

‘ I knew we couldn’t trust him. I will make his life a living hell for doing this to you. ‘

‘ I got your jacket; let’s go to your favourite place. You look like you need to get distracted. ‘

[lvelyglxy]

“come on, i know this isn’t what you had in mind, but can’t we work something out? just for the next three or four months. i promise it won’t be that bad.” they both didn’t like each other, but reagan was desperate and they needed a place to live, while she needed help with the rent. it was a win win if you just ignored the fact that they didn’t get along at all. “please! look, i’ll even get down on my knees and beg if that will win you over.” 

[lvelyglxy]

saewooboiis‌:

continued from [ this ] ask @lvelyglxy

     “then why…?! why can’t you just….LEAVE ME ALONE?!” the rage on liam’s features contorted his normally handsome face. his foot found a nearby trash can, sending it clattering to the ground with a sizable dent and the noise echoing off of the walls of the buildings on either side of them. “why can’t you just release me from this hell you put me through?!” hot tears dragged their way down his cheeks and he hated that he was crying. he didn’t even know if they were from anger or the extreme pain in his chest that almost felt like someone was squeezing his heart.

     for some sick reason tae-oh was enjoying this. seeing the other in so much pain, crying like that. it fueled his own ego and had him almost wishing he could record this moment so he could look back on it to get a little hit whenever he needed a pick-me-up. the way he works was sick, this is what tae-oh has always done to people. sucked them in and then spat them out until they had no more use to him. and right now, as much as he doesn’t want to admit it, he doesn’t really have any more use for liam. their friendship was solid, he’d admit to that, but for some reason he didn’t want it to continue on. maybe he was worried about becoming just as attached to liam as liam was with tae-oh. or maybe he just knew he could never be what liam wanted and this would be the best way to get him out. “fine, your wish is my command. i’ll leave you alone from now on.” he says as he raises his hands up, giving a stance of not wanting to deal with this any longer. 

[lvelyglxy]

the happenings: chaewon accidentally grabbed your cup of coffee instead of her own and after the bad day you’ve had this was the last straw. 

she had to pull one of her earbuds out to hear the screaming person in front of her. okay, so screaming wasn’t quite what they were doing, but it was obvious they were very heated. she doesn’t pull her mask down yet, just stands there as this person goes on and on about something she doesn’t quite follow. “i think you have the wrong person. i don’t know you.”

[0506th]