✧｡☽ before it hits

❝ ( some ) are lost in the fire. some are built from it. ❞

[mvndacious-blog]

ok so. i’ve been shitty. my muse has been iffy so i’m dropping callen, bringing in a new guy once i figure out his personality, and dropping all threads besides closed threads (pls don’t hate me al;dajsd;). 

also, please message me to plot if we haven’t yet! a lot of my plots are being reopened with the reopened roles sooo hit me up or like this and i’ll hit ya up. let’s create drama and shit

also, please tell me some of your mwms??? okay that’s it i’m sorry for being trash lately

[an-exotic-writer]

five word prompts

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an-exotic-writer:

[inspired by this]

“actually… i just miss you.”

“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”

“and slowly… i was forgotten.”

“and then everything just disappears.”

“and where do i go?”

“anyone could tell from here.”

“are you finishing that or…?”

“are you stupid or stupid?”

“anything, just call me, okay?”

“bitch better have my money.”

“bro… that’s so… not cool…”

“but did you do it?”

“call me now. it’s urgent.”

“can’t you listen to me?”

“cross that. don’t answer that.”

“don’t even think about it.”

“don’t you dare walk away.”

“do it. i dare you.”

“did you think i forgot?”

“eventually… you just move on.”

“even if you still do.”

“everything will fall into place.”

“fight me, you attractive stranger.”

“for once, i need you.”

“for once… i was right.”

“for once… i was wrong.”

“forget i even asked you.”

“forget it. you fucking suck.”

“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”

“fuck off. i mean it.”

“give and take. that’s life.”

“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”

“have you lost your mind?”

“hello? it’s me. i was-”

“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”

“here’s a glass of whatever.”

“how about a hug, hm?”

“how about you make me?”

“i haven’t forgot you yet.”

“i can’t be around you.”

“i don’t need you, really.”

“i don’t need this now.”

“is this your first time?”

“it’s just a cut, really.”

“it wasn’t me, i swear!”

“i said i love you.”

“just don’t fuck it up.”

“just… come back alive, okay?”

“just make sure you’ve eaten.”

“kick his ass for me.”

“killed him? wait, what, literally?”

“life really sucks. feel better.”

“letting go hurts… a lot.”

“let me live, will you?”

“no, i don’t need you.”

“nothing can hurt me now.”

“nothing matters anymore to me.”

“okay it was me… so?”

“people lie all the time.”

“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”

“please, you can’t die now.”

“please don’t leave me alone.”

“quiet. they can hear us.”

“quick! give me your phone!”

“quicker, you freaking piece of-”

“quit it or i’ll bite.”

“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”

“really? do i look stupid?”

“real smooth, tripping over air.”

“rise and shine, sweet thing.”

“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”

“seriously? give me a break.”

“so… what are we now?”

“so… did you miss me?”

“so… can we go eat?”

“so… when’s the next flight?”

“so… how did everything go?”

“sometimes, i wish you died.”

“so what? you did it.”

“time passes slower without you.”

“then what do you suggest?”

“the fuck? who are you?”

“then you tell me why.”

“this is not working out.”

“this isn’t what i wanted.”

“this is all a fucking disaster.”

“when did it all happen?”

“who knew you’d be here?”

“why do i even bother?”

“why do i love you?”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“you’re just… so, so stupid.”

“you can’t be here now.”

“you look like an accident.”

“you really need to go.”

“you know who to call.”

“zero fucks given. next please.”

[rocketcandycouture]

Headcanon meme~

Put a symbol (or several) and a character/characters in my ask box, and I’ll give you a headcanon.  Yes.  Do it.

☾ - sleep headcanon

★ - sad headcanon

☆ - happy headcanon

☠ - angry/violent headcanon

✿ - Sex headcanon

■ -  Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon

♡ - romantic headcanon

♥ - family headcanon

☮ - friendship headcanon

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon

☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon

▼ - childhood headcanon

∇ -. old age/aging headcanon

♒ - cooking/food headcanon

☼ - appearance headcanon

ൠ - random headcanon

◉ - Any other question of your choosing

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emoji asks 💫 (must be answered truthfully)

[simplyisaac]

🐰 what is one secret that you’ve never told anyone?

💗 if you could hug anyone, who would it be? 

🐹 what are some of your favourite Pokémon and why?

🌠 if you were in charge of the world, what would the world look like?

👀 what was the most recent vivid dream that you had?

☀️ what do you like the most about your best friend?

😘 talk about your crush or partner

💁 if someone was rude to you, would you be rude back?

🌟 what do you like about yourself? (must choose at least 3 things!)

🐾 what are you scared of most? how will you overcome it?

🎁 what never fails to make you happy?

💙 what annoys you about some people? 

😤 do you get angry easily?

🐇 what do you always daydream about?

🌻 if you could change 3 things about the world what would you change? 

🍓 send me 4 names: kiss, befriend, kill or marry?

✈️ what is your dream city and why?

☕️ talk about your ideal day

🌸 are you an introvert, ambivert or extrovert?

💧 when was the last time you cried?

🎵 name 5 songs you love at the moment

⚡️ if you had any superpower, what would it be and why?

💛 if you could talk to your younger self, what would you say?

💚 who are you jealous of and why? 

💎 which one would you rather have more of: intelligence, beauty, kindness, wealth or bravery? why?

🙊 what are you ashamed of?

🌺 which languages do you know? which do you want to learn?

🍀 if you could be any fictional character’s best friend/lover, which fictional character would you be?

☁️ talk about your dream universe.

💜 which acts of kindness are you going to do today? 

🐬 if you could transform into any animal/magical creature, what would you be and why?

🍄 talk about someone/something you really dislike

😣 talk about some things that have been making you depressed/angry/anxious lately

🍪 what did you want to be as a kid, and what do you want to be now?

🍰 what are some of your favourite sugary foods?

🍑 what are you obsessed with?

💘 what happens to you when you’re stressed?

😪 what are you sick of?

🙀 are you an adrenaline seeker?

💥 what are some unpopular opinions that you have?

☔️ would you consider yourself a good person?

😊 what do you like to do as hobbies?

🎤 what’s the last song you hummed or sang by yourself?

🐝 what’s your worst trait? how are you planning to improve it?

🎨 what do you always doodle when you’re bored?

🐻 what’s stopping you from chasing your dreams?

🌷 what’s your mbti personality and why do you think it suits you?

🐶 send me 3 fictional people and I’ll choose my favourite!

👑 who are your favourite celebrities and why? 

🐴 opinion on __?

🍋 do you consider yourself an emotional person?

📚 share 3 books that you love and your favourite quote from them.

😔 what do you always do when you feel sad? does it help?

😌 what thoughts keep you going when you’re sad?

🌍 which country do you live in?

🐧 describe yourself in 3 words

🐵 which quotes changed you?

💭 do you keep a diary?

💫 who inspires you?

👻 do you believe in ghosts and why?

🎀 what’s your fashion sense like?

🎬 what are some of your favourite films?

🍦 what is one treasured childhood memory?

🐼 if you could meet anyone, who would it be and why?

[mvndacious-blog]

ripvera:

vera: yeah but it’s not like my mental state matters NOW  vera: im just saying i can see why the earth would want us gone vera: we ARE slowly killing it 

callen: uhhh it kinda does my dude

callen: we are but it’s stoppable right?? 

callen: don’t lose hope smh

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( @dolefvl )

the park wasn’t really her thing. yet here she was, trying to read plato somewhere other than at the cafe or her house. it was a nice change of scenery, the wind stirring the air enough that it was comfortably chilly, the sun shining unusually bright for a winter day and warming her up. she didn’t understand the book at some points, evident from the many notes she had sticking out from random pages, but it was interesting enough that she kept on. midway through writing yet another note, a strong gust of wind caused it to fly from her hand, a slight panic rising as she got up from her bench and tried to grab for it. luckily, another hand reached out, having been walking near her, and managed to catch it before it was gone forever. “you’re an absolute life-saver.” relief is more than evident in her tone, looking up to smile at the stranger, before she realized who it was. “addison? is that you?” it’s a dumb thing to ask, because of course she knows it’s him, but the shock is enough to make her blurt out the question. “um, thank you for catching this,” she waved the note up, shoving it in her book rather quickly. 

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staygvld:

   unlike most people, luis loved when it was cold and rainy–- he especially loved when it was raining. it was his favourite time to go out. part of it had to do with the fact that most people stayed in, so he wouldn’t have to deal with too many people. it wasn’t all shocking that he was out, buying a few extra groceries. what was shocking was literally running walking into someone while at the store. and not just anyone…. caroline. luis couldn’t stop the soft sigh that escaped his lips upon seeing her face. “ i didn’t decide–- but i am sorry. ” he felt almost like his apology was for more than bumping into her, but he knew an apology wouldn’t be enough. “ i didn’t mean to walk into you. i wasn’t paying attention. ” he couldn’t help but feel slightly nervous. while they may have never been together, things ended weird. well, they never really ended.. luis just cut himself off from everybody after everything went down. not that it was all too surprising. he knew what people said about him. he was aware of everyone cutting him out.. he just did it first for some… made it all easier on himself. 

it was just her luck. running into someone she didn’t want to see, maybe one of the last people she wanted to see at the moment. not that she disliked him that much, but she didn’t want to be reminded of a time when she was let down. her heartbeat had suddenly gotten faster, the mere rush of an unexpected sight enough changing it. not a good kind of rush, though. more like the kind that she wished she could go back in time and make sure didn’t happen. seeing him just reminded her of how hurt high school car had been, back when she had been naive enough to think any guy who gave her attention was worth her time. his apology made her smile, not at him, but amused almost, considering there was a lot he should be saying sorry for. “yeah, sure you’re sorry. you probably would have avoided me like the plague if you’d seen me, right?” maybe she shouldn’t be causing a scene in the store, but oh well. despite the things he did his senior year, things that still kind of worried her as she sat here, she couldn’t help but hope to stir a reaction out of him. “so, how’s life? is cutting people off still your thing?”

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livsgrant:

      was that really how some people did things? she felt spectacularly boring, when it was said like that. ‘ i mean, i like sleep as much as the next person, ‘ liv shrugged. ‘ but there’s lots to do other than that. though i do spend most of my time at work, so maybe that’s the problem. ‘ she loved her job, though, so really - who cared if she spent far too much time hanging around with four year olds? ‘ it’s fine, it’s fine, you don’t sound mean or anything, ‘ liv added reassuringly. ‘ i don’t know if i have a good answer for you, though. ‘

“sleep is most definitely a great way to spend your time, so no judgment here. i think i sleep way more than the average person. which is probably bad? but it’s whatever. what do you do for your job, though?” she was genuinely curious, leaning over to listen to the girl’s answer, considering it was getting progressively louder in the building. “anything is a good answer, as long as it’s not staring at a wall or something. only then would i be a little worried.” 

[mvndacious-blog]

elenawilkes:

“if it’s alright with you, i’d like to work on our relationship. i get that we’re over, bu that doesn’t mean that i don’t want you in my life.” she said. “you’ve always been so important to me, i want to be friends, if you want that too. i’m done being a steamroller. that’s what i want. what do you want?”

cal was more than relieved at what she was saying, because that’s all he really wanted at this point. “yeah, we were thinking the same thing. i’d love to work on this and talk about it, whenever you’re free. even right now, if you want to. i want for us to be friends again, too. i miss having you around. even though you’re a pain in the ass, sometimes.” he managed a joke, hoping it would make her happier.

[mvndacious-blog]

( @everlonqs )

twelve hour shifts were the definition of hell for jo. not much really got under her skin except the long hours without sleep, having to stay focused or else you could screw everything up. she felt the greatest sense of relief when the clock finally struck nine at night. that was, until she went to clock out and the head nurse stopped her. there’s a patient in the emergency room, minor stuff, and everyone else is busy. do you mind? and though it was phrased as a question, she knew the older woman wasn’t asking. jo didn’t listen to many people, but she wasn’t trying to lose her job tonight. so she forced a smile, merely nodding as the woman told her which curtain the mysterious patient was behind. with their clipboard in hand and her most mediocre smile that still passed as her being happy, she slid the curtain back, looking down at the patient’s information almost immediately. “okay, mr. cher—” she stopped mid sentence, finally reading the patient’s name rather than skimming, head snapping up to meet his eyes as soon as it registered. it made her remember things she’d rather not, brought her back to nights that shouldn’t have happened. hands gripped onto the clipboard just a little tighter as she recovered from the split second her work smile had faded. “mr. cheryshev. what can we do for you today?” 

[mvndacious-blog]

ccntes:

“ do i look like someone who would know? ”  she’s not sure whether it’s a compliment or an insult, but with caroline she’s willing to hope for the best.  “ i don’t even know what you mean, but .. i don’t do a lot of things, so i’m just assuming i havent––– if that makes sense? ”  it should, hopefully. kimberly shrugs, picking at her napkin as she listens.  “ you called yourself boring, i never said that. ”  still, she can’t help but feel a little guilty, as if she’s supposed to have something better to say. it’s a thin line to walk after all, between gossip and just exposing her own secrets, but she goes for it nevertheless––– newfound resolve and all.  “ i guess i went to talk to reece… if that counts.. ”

“kc, you’re gorgeous. of course you look like someone who would know.” she quickly adds on, “and i mean that in a good way.” she would never say something rude to kc, unless she needed to her it. but usually the other girl seemed sensible enough that car didn’t have to lecture her by any means. she merely nods at her next words, because yeah, it makes sense. couldn’t really argue with that. her laugh is a little too loud, kimberly agreeing that’ shes boring. “well, thank you for not fighting me on it. i’ve accepted that i’m boring, it’s alright.” eyebrows immediately raise in curiosity (and shock) as she hears reece’s name, setting down her coffee instead of taking a drink. “that definitely counts, kc. how did that go?”

[mvndacious-blog]

ccntes:

“ you’re the best of the worst, cal––– is that good enough? ”  kimberly laughs, though quietly enough for people to not stop and take notice. running into one person is more than enough for this one shopping trip.  “ i do know him, he’s–– well, we have friends in common, so i’ve seen him around. ”  callen would know, obviously. no need to get into details. she just shrugs, pushing and pulling at the cart absentmindedly.  “ he’s a great guy, every time i’ve met him he’s just.. super nice. how’s it working for you guys, living together? ”

“oh yeah, that definitely makes me feel better. thanks, kimberly, you’re so generous.” his tone is dripping with sarcasm, though he laughs. “oh okay, gotcha. i guess it was a dumb question on my part? considering it’s hawley, after all. everyone knows of everyone.” in a town as small as theirs, it was almost impossible not to. “yeah, he’s a cool guy we get along well. y’know, like every pair of roommates, we fight sometimes, but we’re close. are you living with anyone?” 

[mvndacious-blog]

this is the FIRST time all week i’ve been able to get on at a decent hour wow ?? but i’ll be here for a little bit, if anybody wants to plot pls like this or just slide into my ims, i love new plots so u should definitely do one of these . and if anybody wants a new thread hmu, bc i kinda ?? want to drop some just bc they’re getting old rip don’t judge me (also applies if we don’t have a thread)

[mvndacious-blog]

this is the FIRST time all week i’ve been able to get on at a decent hour wow ?? but i’ll be here for a little bit, if anybody wants to plot pls like this or just slide into my ims, i love new plots so u should definitely do one of these . and if anybody wants a new thread hmu, bc i kinda ?? want to drop some just bc they’re getting old rip don’t judge me (also applies if we don’t have a thread)

[mvndacious-blog]

holloweycs:

                even when his eyes are cast skyward, he can feel her gaze on him like a knife. perhaps, like with those white lines the two of them love to ingest, she’s addicted. it’s a feeling he likes, head rocking back on his shoulders, the hollows between bones rippling in his neck as he casts a glance across the lake. “boathouse,” jack responds with a shrug, though despite the ease his tone suggests, it isn’t a thought-out plan, merely a whim on the flick of his tongue that she’s taken and ran with, given it wings – or oars – and allowed a split second impulse to sail. 

                  it’s something between a hum and a growl that rumbles in his throat when she straddles his lap, her hands on his chest, his own tightening their grasp on her hips to tug her closer, feeling her wrap against him. “hm. perhaps not. at this time, anyone with an ounce of sense in their feeble heads is tucked up in bed.” there’s something like a fairytale in the way he speaks, like he’s always playing the role of the big bad – and her, his little red. perhaps there’s some buried part in both of them that needs the thrill of a game to find enjoyment. he’ll happily play his role, if it means she’ll warm his sheets. 

                  hands on her thighs, his fingers travel south as his hips tease hers with a roll, lips finding purpose in the hollow of her neck. there’s a feral part of him that’s adamant for her corruption. he’ll reel her in on his silver-tongued line, catch her thoughts, have her hooked, and then she’s putty in his hands. the way to make someone do anything you ask is to first convince them they’re in love. that’s if she’s even capable of such a thing. jo falling in lust is a more likely scenario. “perhaps–” jack begins, between rough and toothy kisses which start at her throat and pepper down her chest, “we should join them.”

she doesn’t really know how to explain the lingering looks, the way she enjoys his company more than anyone else’s, much less the way she plays into anything he says. they just get along well — that’s what she blames it on, anyway. any other options were quickly pushed to the side, because they weren’t options for jo, ever. “maybe next time, yeah? if there’s a next time, that is.” she likes to tease him more than she probably should, acting as if she wouldn’t come back here next week if he wanted to. jo isn’t the type to just easily give in. no, she was going to play hard to get, despite the fact that he’d already gotten her. 

his arms pull her down and she’s suddenly flush against him, content practically running through her veins at the sound he makes, knowing she’d made the right decision in that moment. “well, lucky them. having sense is no fun.” if she had sense, jo wouldn’t have done half the things she had in her lifetime, but instead, maybe she would have been a different person. absentmindedly, she’s begun to run his hair through her fingers, a habit of hers with anyone she was intimate with, really. “but what are we going to do for the rest of the night? if we aren’t doing your boat idea anymore. i’m growing bored.” 

brown eyes flutter shut and her normally calm demeanor is shaken when he rolls his hips, her hand in his hair tightening on his locks in response. she loses the little focus she had as he finds the smallest ways to drive her crazy, breath hitching noticeably. it takes her a second to comprehend his words, and she leans up, ruining his moment on purpose. she’s barely above him, but enough so that he can’t go back to his previous task. instead, her own hands graze his, encouraging him to move them just as she stretches in the slightest, revealing bare skin under her long sleeve. “then what are we waiting for? take me there, before i get too cold and tired and change my mind.”

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stantcn:

           he knew that they were different. he just knew it. from the questions at the grocery store to the way he held himself, stanton was fully aware that they weren’t on the same playing field and really, they never were. cal didn’t pop pills and he didn’t get trashed on shit you can’t buy at the liquor store. definitely not after his sister. stanton always kept it under the table but now, after all this, he just felt judged. if he could change he would, and he definitely wouldn’t do it around him. not in a million years. he just wanted respect. that’s all it was. a respectful understanding that it was all okay and cal was okay with him.

but now he’s pouting and he’s not really looking at cal until he grabs his attention again. when he’s saying the full of his name and pulling him closer so he can feel the warmth from his body. he’s still not happy. he still wishes cal could trust him like that. sure, it’s the insecurity in himself that he hates and just wishes he could flip a switch and be the perfect guy for him but he can’t and that really scares him. how unbelievably imperfect it is.   “ if there’s someone out there who likes warm beer i don’t want to know them. “   he grumbles, looking at his neck rather than his face. he knows he was kidding about that part. he wanted to have a good time. so he sighed and rolled his head back.   “ i want you to know i’d never do that to you. “   he finally ends to look him in the eyes, wrapping his fingers around his jacket.    “ i want you to trust that i’m not going to do that to you. “   he frowns. he’s not an asshole. he gets it.   “ don’t make me feel like the cunt for getting upset. “   he wouldn’t assume the worst if this whole thing didn’t scare THE FUCK  out of him. but he lets go, his hands by his side. he wanted this to be fun. this was going to be fun. he had to keep telling himself that; fun.  

it was one barrier that callen couldn’t seem to cross. he wasn’t a huge advocate for partying, drinking, drugs, all of the above, and he never really would be. but he knew they could work past it. stan could just go out without him most of the time while cal watched movies with his dog by his side. it would be fine like that, at least for him. he wondered sometimes what stan thought about the whole thing, considering cal didn’t hide the fact that he wasn’t the biggest party animal.

it’s obvious that he’s offended that stan would think he’d make fun of him for being a drunk or something along those lines. did he really think cal was capable of that? if it was such a big deal to him, they wouldn’t be here in the first place. however, despite the offense, he feels bad. he wishes he could take back what he said, because not only is the look on the other’s face off-putting, to say the least, but he won’t look at him. he’s avoiding his eyes, and that’s how he knows that he seriously was hurt about it, even if it was just a little bit. his next words offer some sort of reassurance for callen, who takes his bottom lip between his teeth as he listens, a flash of worry in his eyes. “i know that. i just can’t help but be concerned, i guess. i just know we have two very different opinions on that kind of thing. i’m sorry, alright?” arms pull stanton close so all he can smell is the cologne that’s settled into his clothes, probably permanently, hand on his cheek as he pulls him in for a kiss, lingering close enough to follow it with a second, quicker one. “i didn’t realize it sounded accusatory or insulting when i said it.” he hadn’t meant to imply that stan was some sort of drunk, not at all. he just knew it had happened more than once before. it was better, in his opinion, to ask and be safe than sorry. “can we just go back to how much fun we were having before i said that?”

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livsgrant:

      ‘ well, comparatively, ‘ she said with a smile. it wasn’t really hard, to know more about parties than she did. ‘ i will, then. i’m sure you’re right, ‘ she teased. but then liv frowned, a tiny bit offended. she wasn’t a recluse ; she’d been to parties before. it was more that these days, most of the parties she went to were attended solely by children under five. and normally there was a clown of some sort. ‘ no. but i was never really big on this sort of thing even when i did go to parties. ‘ she preferred, well, quiet. but liv wasn’t sure the other girl would understand that. 

though caroline had only started partying recently, at least compared to other people here, she had figured out the ropes rather quickly. it wasn’t a problem for her to fit in now, compared to when she stuck out like a sore thumb only months ago. “so what do you like to do then? i really feel like there’s not much to do in this town besides drink, smoke, or sleep, y’know? so i’m curious what people like you do.” she quickly backtracked, “not to make that sound negative, of course. i’m genuinely curious what you find to do in hawley.”