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ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴍᴜsᴇ sᴇᴍɪ-sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ. ᴍᴜʟᴛɪғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ, ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ, & ᴍᴜʟᴛɪsʜɪᴘ. ғʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ ᴍᴜɴ!!!

[ofroseate-archived]

ofroseate.

ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴍᴜsᴇ sᴇᴍɪ-sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ. ᴍᴜʟᴛɪғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ, ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ, & ᴍᴜʟᴛɪsʜɪᴘ. ғʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ ᴍᴜɴ!!!

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OKAY EVERYONE, I.HAVE.DONE.IT!! my new blog can be located HERE where i can start over just a bit. the theme and background and header are all the same cause it truly took me a while to do those edits and i love them. so just hmu there cause that’s where i’ll be!!

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hey y’all i’ve officially decided to make a new blog!! all my muses will stay the same & i’ll still be doing the same threads if people are down but i just want new tags and i want a fresh blog, i have over 700 posts and that really irks me for some reason. i’ll let y’all know when it’s up!!

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currently working on a new muse page + new muses so i’ll be around!!

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sadlykawaii;

hamilton stopped when he winced at the touch of the warm cloth against his scrape. she gently placed a finger on his chin to lightly move his head to take a good look if there are any wounds she should be worried about.  “scratches” she corrected. she looked up him for a moment and let out heavy sigh before saying, “when will you ever stop? for now sure it’s just a couple of scratches, but what is you got in a fight with someone better than you…someone who has friends ready to attack you as well..or worst what if they have a gun. what then huh?” she questioned him, “ignoring stupid people is not an act of cowardliness you know. you don’t have to punch every guy that pisses you off.”

he could’ve almost rolled his eyes at her correction yet he had attempted in being thankful for her help. “no one’s better than me,” his ego talking, “if they have a gun then i guess i’ll just get shot, ya? probably please you, right? then you won’t have to deal with me anymore.” he spat, not regretting a word that left his lips.” lifting up his shirt he revealed his chest s bruised one at that s fingers running across a familiar scar, “i’ve been shot before. i was fine, i’m a fighter.” he let the shirt go, standing up now, “y’know maybe i should’ve just gone to a damn doctor      ‘least they’d show some hospitality.”

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mctherseyes:

╰🌹╮― ❛ you don’t look fine. ❜ words leaving her softly as she continued to tend to his injuries. juliet absolutely hated seeing him like this  —-  truthfully, she hated seeing anyone beaten up but, it stung a bit more when it was his face that was bruised, ❛ you and i have very different definitions of small. ❜ she said with a small chuckle. though, the usually cheerful sound is nervous and uncertain. she reached into the first aid kit before pulling out a bandage. with that, she leaned forward and placed it over the scrape. ❛ —-there. all done. ❜

“well in my defense it’s nothin’ new,” he noted with a small shrug. half the nights he came home he’d either have a new scratch, bruise, or a bloody nose. either way people knew him as a source of conflict, like a walking violence machine. he didn’t mind, really. he knew what he did and he knew people would talk about him because of it. “well it’s small compared to past injuries,” he added, a small smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth as she finished the job, “thank you.” he leaned forward, pressing a small kiss to her forehead. “to be honest i’m surprised that you’re not mad at me.”

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rxkapoor:

riya bit the inside of her bottom lip, not believing a single thing of what he said for many reasons.. partially as she was looking at him from a medical standpoint, like sure he was up and walking, but the cuts and bruises were bad nonetheless..  “can i at least just get to clean take care of them?”

rowan paused momentarily, a bit unsure of her question. no one but himself had ever taken care of his scratches or cuts. he didn’t really take care of them well enough which is why they usually ended up as scars which resulted in his numerous amounts of them. “i guess so. . .” he paused, eyeing the female up and down, an inch of doubt scratching at him, “it won’t hurt, right?”

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dxathlxss:

He felt foolish for coming here, stupid for believing that she could want him as anything more. He scoffed, suddenly realising what he’d done to many women before. However, this felt different. He was so sure that she’d cared about him though; when they were together, they were good, they had shared parts of themselves that he had never shared with anyone else. He stopped as she spoke, turning to face her. A part of him had already shut down, his walls were back up, higher than they had been before. He didn’t want to look at her; it made him feel sick to his stomach to think of what he’d just done.  ‘Why?’ He asked, ‘Why should I stay?’ He continued, ‘I just told you that I love you, Ana, and now you want me to wait so you can figure out if you love me back? No. Fuck that. If you don’t know by now how you feel about me, then I’m wasting my time.’ He retorted, venom in his voice.

Normally, his words would’ve cut like knives. Done exactly what he wanted them to do. She understood though. She understood his anger, his frustration. If it was the other way around she would have been just as hurt       maybe even less. She knew how Lennox was about sharing his feelings and here he was doing just that and she practically rejected him which made her feel a million times worse. ‘Lennox     you don’t understand,’ she lets out in a soft whisper, taking a cautious step closer to him, ‘I don’t need to figure anything out. . .you took me by surprise. I     ’ she paused, the palms of her hands resting flat against his chest before slowly trailing upwards to cup his cheeks softly, staring into his piercing gaze, ‘I know how I feel about you. I love you. . .’ she finally admitted to him in a soft whisper.

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open to; f/m/nb.

“i’m fine,” he insisted before wincing lightly as the other prodded at the scrape on his cheek. he wasn’t used to someone caring for him in this type of sense and in a way it confused him. he had gotten into his share of fights and gotten his share of beatings but never once had anyone used such gentle hands to patch him up. “it’s just a small scratch. . .nothing compared to what i did to him.”

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dxathlxss:

His jaw tensed, his eyes turning cold and expressionless as he watched her face change. The man didn’t do this. He avoided feelings as if they could catch fire and burn him. And yet, here he was, standing in front of this women and confessing that he wanted more from her. He knew that it was too much to ask; she hadn’t entered into this in the hopes of finding love. Neither had he, but somehow he’d found himself, his heart in his hands, hoping that there was a chance she could feel the same. From the look on her face, the words falling from her lips, he knew that this was futile, that he’d made a mistake. A scoff slipped form his lips as she spoke, and he nodded his head. ‘Yeah. Sure.’ He looked away, not wanting her to read the range of emotions now on his face. ‘Whatever. I’m done. This is finished. I don’t want to do this anymore.’ He took a step away, moving towards the door. ‘Have fun with your boyfriend, Ana.’

Anastasia had truly never felt so terrible in her life.  Sure, she’s hurt someone’s feelings and she’s broken a heart but she’s never hurt someone so dear to her before. There was so much she wanted to say, to tell him. She wanted to comfort him like she felt like she could do over the span of their. . .relationship, yet she didn’t want to be rejected. ‘Lennox,’ she finally exhaled, reaching out to grab his wrist, ‘you don’t have to leave,’ and now she pauses, eyes pleading with fear that he would leave, ‘I      I don’t want you to leave. . .’ she lets out in a whisper, a baby step towards being able to admit her own feelings to him. ‘Just give me a minute. . .a minute to process everything. Or just stay. Please, whatever it’s for. Just stay.’ She wasn’t sure if her begging would even prevent him from leaving, she was aware of his stubborn nature but something inside of her would still hope that she could somewhat convince him.

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allcrnothing:

“it is fine.” harley knew that it wasn’t, but she also wasn’t going to back down and admit it. that wasn’t her thing. “you shouldn’t be worrying about it anyways.” the girl looks down and picks at something on her nails, a neutral expression on her face when he nearly pleads with her. “i only tell you things that are you’re business. otherwise, i have it under control.”

"i shouldn’t worry about it? what the heck is that even supposed to mean?? you’re hurt and i care about you. that’s enough to make me worry.” what annoyed him the most currently was that she seemed to be so careless about it all. “i don’t get why you won’t just TALK to me, I didn’t realize it was that hard to just discuss things with me      even if they don’t concern me.”

[jungkooksan]

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“it’s fine.” she nearly growls, pulling her arm away from the other. it wasn’t more than the usual scratch after getting in a fight (or rather, breaking one up) but stung more than it should. “i’ll just put some stuff on it when i get home. stop worrying so much.”

[pacificblucs]

“it’s not fine,” he quipped almost instantly, a slight annoyance rising within him. “you telling me not to worry just makes me worry even more yanno    ” he sighs softly, combing his digits throughout his dark locks, “i just need you to talk to me about these kinds of things. please, i might go crazy one day if you don’t.”

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WELP I WONDER WHO SENT THIS IN!! jk but tysm this was so sweet and ilyvm !!