- ̗̀ certified mind blower ̖́ -

so you're on the prowl wondering whether she left already or not leather jacket, collar popped like antenna never knowing when to stop sunglasses indoors, par for the course lights in the floors and sweat on the walls cages and poles call off the search for your soul, or put it on hold again she's having a sly indoor smoke she calls the folks who run this her oldest friends sipping her drink and laughing at imaginary jokes as all the signals are sent, her eyes invite you to approach and it seems as though those lumps in your throat that you just swallowed have got you going come on, come on, come on come on, come on, come on number one party anthem she's a certified mind blower !

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@pxrtyanthem, Grae, my angel face. I absolutely love writing with you. Life for you is busy and I understand that, but when you are on I absolutely love talking to you. Our ships are gold and so are you. Stay awesome darlin’. 

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[pxrtyanthem]

             i figured out this whole writing a starter thing isn’t my thing. i have three drafts right now of just trying to write a starter and they all suck lmao .. ig i’ll stick to replying to starters and opens instead.

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cxmplimentarycolors:

          “hi, hendrix,” he murmured, staring hard at the boy’s chest. “um, was just planning on going to my room,” he nearly stammered, trying to turn and head back to his room. but hendrix was like a brick wall and the boy bit down on his lip to keep his huff inside. “can i please get past you?”

            hendrix gently nudged up dan’s chin so that he would stare at him. “ so what, you’re gonna see me and not even tell me how much you miss me ?? “ he asked, quirking his eyebrow up with his usual cheeky, smug grin. “ so tell me, how was your summer ?? “ he asked, not moving a muscle.

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anyways does anyone wanna start a lil group w me where we can all have as many muses as we want n become pals and just!! Have great stuff because I really want that and it just sounds wonderful

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cxmplimentarycolors:

( closed. @pxrtyanthem. )

dan sat his final bag down, sighing softly. a part of him was glad to be settled in, but another part of him was worried. he always got anxious over a new school year. he decided he shouldn’t stay in his room the whole year and headed out towards the elevators. he pushed the down button, taking a step back. of course, who should walk off but hendrix. he tried to dip his head in order for the other to not notice him, but hendrix had some weird sixth sense and was always able to find him. dan bit his lip, mumbling a ‘hello.’

                hendrix had just arrived. he had gotten the same floor as he did last year, as well as the same room. he hadn’t really talked to anyone from school since the end of the year. not even dan. the dan thing was kinda weird. dan was always shy and they kissed a few more times and hendrix always got flirty but that was really it. he sighed softly as the elevator opened and felt like his thoughts were being answered. “ hey, cutie. ” he stood in front of the boy so there was no way for him to go into the elevator without at least plowing hendrix down. “ where are you going ?? “

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fewrebels:

      when kai realizes it’s him and is crouching down to take his hands, rhett knew almost immediately that telling the truth wasn’t an option. he couldn’t even imagine how horrified he’d be, had he been in kai’s shoes — coming home from a long day of work just to see his lover had been harmed at the hands of another. his tongue licks along the split in his bottom lip, mostly testing to see if the bleeding had calmed a bit. it hadn’t. his hands still grip desperately at the others, though, using his frame as leverage to stand upright. there’s a hard swallow that chokes back all the things rhett wishes to say to kai, but he keeps it silent until he absolutely has to muster an explanation. the couple make it to the elevator, and after reaching the proper floor, their flat. once inside he makes no effort to linger around the other, knowing full well it’ll only raise questions. instead, he’s washing off his face with some warm water, watching as crimson streaked water fills the basin of their sink. all of the times rhett jumped through hoops to avoid the topic of his father being brought up, especially to kai, was all leading up to this moment. his father was an unpredictable wildfire that took down everything and everyone in his path. friend or foe, blood or water, no one was safe. bringing a clean towel to dry off his face and the fringe that had also managed to get wet, rhett’s slipping himself into the doorway of their bedroom. “i think i owe you an explanation.” whether or not it was going to be true… now that was a completely different topic. 

               kai helps rhett up, being careful as he doesn’t know what type of injuries that the other boy has. he gently helps the boy to the elevator and then their flat. he let him go once he started to drift away, not asking too many questions just yet even though they were flying through his mind at a million miles per second. kai soon sat on the bed and waited patiently, listening to the water from the sink running. he rubbed his eyes in frustration. who would do this to him? who would hurt him like this. kai looked up when the water stopped. he had put some clothes on the bed for rhett to change out of as his button up was wrinkled and looked bloody — probably from the few cuts he had on his face. “ yeah, you kinda do. “ he said softly, standing up and walking over to rhett, grabbing his hands. “ just tell me what happened. that’s all i need to know. “ he insisted. “ don’t lie to me either, please .. just tell me. “

[pxrtyanthem]

13 more followers till i’m at 200 .. holy cow !!

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agxinstthecxrrent:

“As ready as I’ll ever be I guess.” the young female answered, shrugging her shoulders. Amelia hated being stared at, followed by paps wherever they were, swarmed by fans. If the money wasn’t so good she probably would have quit forever ago. “Is there somewhere in particular they want us?” she asked curiously.

     “ i think they said they wanted us to go to some restaurant downtown. ” he mumbled and swiped his fingers through his hair. “ there’s our driver. ” he nodded towards a car that had just pulled up. he then walked over to the car and to the back, opening up the car door for her.

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“ Sympathy for The Devil. ”  -  original post: ( x ) // tw; implied death & killing, mature, unhealthy obsession //

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muse a is a bad boy (ex. vampire, criminal, etc.) who causes trouble and chaos for the fun of it and goes about with just existing until one day he spots muse b and decides that he just wants her and claim her as his. muse b is an innocent doe-eyed girl but has a secret side to her that no one knows about. when they meet and spend time together; muse b embraces her secret, dark side and decides to change from fluffy dresses w frills to leather jackets and choke collar necklaces. together they cause mayhem and destruction but ofc life gets in the way and cops get involved and worried friends try to break them apart and so much drama and anGST wOW.

the original post has two more detailed plots that are based off of this plot which can be found here ( x ). don’t be deterred away from this plot just bc of pronouns! this could be m/m, f/m, f/f, or anything u want it to be!!

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sensatiion:

she still couldn’t get over the fact that she never knew he lived on her floor, simply two doors away and she’d been living in the block for a few months now. no time like the present to get to know him, was the thought that repeated inside her head. the female watched on as his expression shifted to such happiness, almost as if she’d just told him he’d won the lottery - an indicator of how desperate he was for some silence and much needed peace. “sure, i mean…i’m up now so might as well help.” hazel reached her arms out to receive the baby from him, cradling the small wrapped up child in her arm. “hey lil’ lady…what’s all this crying about, huh…” the brunette looked down at her, gently rocking her from side to side in hope to end the cries coming from the child. a slight smile formed on her lips again as she watched all the facial expressions that were made, little arms wriggling within the blanket she was loosely wrapped in. “uh, do you wanna come in and you can sit down or?” hazel posed the question to the male, anything at this point would really be much better than standing in the middle of their hallway at three am, in her oversized top as pajamas, with a crying baby. again gently rocking and bouncing the small child, she once again addressed the little girl in that overly exaggerated tone that people always used with babies, hoping to get her to settle.

                 andrew smiled over at her as she took the baby from his arms. he sighed softly and rubbed his eyes, rubbing the sleep from the corner of them. as she got closer to him, he realized how pretty the girl was — making the tired grin stay on his lips. he hadn’t really been around to see who lived in the hallway besides the old lady who lived next to him. it was always drop olivia off at the nanny’s, go to work, pick her up from the nanny’s, eat dinner, go to bed, wake up because olivia is up, go back to sleep and repeat. the brunette was very attractive, even with being obviously a little bit tired from being up at three in the morning.

             “ are you serious ?? “ he asked and slightly smiled. “ maybe you should come into mine, just in case she goes to sleep and you can set her down in her crib. “ he suggested over the crying little girl. he went over to his room and opened the door for her. he could hear olivia slowly calming down and not crying as hard. the little baby girl seemed to take interest in the older one.

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lvnata:

&.* BAMBI LOVED A good party every now and that – she loved how everyone was so willing to lose themselves; to alcohol, or drugs… or seduction. and even though the brunette preferred being on her own, and her job was left entirely out of her personal life, the young woman couldn’t help but throw her women ways into the play and have a little fun when she was granted some. she was on her way getting yet another drink, when she turned around on her heels with a newly filled red solo cup only to lay eyes on a blond guy staring at her. a smile tugged at her lips – he seemed vaguely familiar. though she couldn’t really put her finger on what exactly it was she knew him from. but she was bound to find out when she made it towards him, her hips swaying to the beat. “ hi there. “, she replied, her eyes locking with his ocean blue ones.

               BEAU’S eyes followed the girl as she got closer and closer to him. he felt his mouth water as she made her way over, his eyes falling over her whole body. the blonde let out a shaky breath, a lump in his throat so big that even after swallowing multiple times, it still hadn’t gone down. she looked just as beautiful as she did the night he saw her at coachella. he had remember the night completely, even though it still seemed like it was such a dream. the way the day had gone made it feel like it was a stupid romantic movie that you would watch on a rainy day. boy finds girl, boy flirts with girl, boy parties with girl, boy proposes to girl, boy hooks up with girl, boy wakes up and girl is gone. he couldn’t remember her name, even looking at her now in real life. “ i know you. “ he said, eyes staring deeply into hers after moving them from her body.

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agxinstthecxrrent:

Amelia approached his apartment, stepping out of the car that had escorted her here. A nice Mercedes she might add. A small hand bag slung across her body, she saw the young man leaned against his front door, a typical cigarette hanging from his mouth. “Hey.” she greeted as soon as she got close enough, giving him a small wave. She was never sure how to greet him, so this was probably the safest route. 

              kai’s eyes followed amelia as she made her way from the vehicle and to the front door. he sighed softly and tossed the cigarette from his lips and put it out with the toe of his shoe. “ hey. “ he said softly and gave her a smile. “ you ready to go ?? “ he asked and crossed his arms.

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whirlwcnd:

he hasn’t showered and he smells like someone else. maybe this was a bad idea — coming home like this. coming home at all. but he can’t explain it — it’s like he almost craves the way camryn’s eyes narrow at him, almost craves the disappointment and anger etched on her face like it was made to be there. he wants to laugh, really, at how messed up that sounds. how every time he comes home like this and sees her crumpled face, he wants to say you fucking terrify me, so you deserve this. he should know, really, that she isn’t accountable for the way she makes him feel. but when has theo ever listened to anyone but himself? it doesn’t matter that it stings when she looks at him with every feeling under the fucking sun but love. hurting her feels like he still has the upper hand. so he cocks his head to side, eyes burning as he stares back at her. ❝ stop looking at me like that, christ. ❞

         camryn looked up in hope as the curly haired boy walked into the apartment. she paused what she had been watching on netflix and set down her wine. the look of disgust was undeniable when she smelt the overwhelming scent of cheap perfume on theo that moved it’s way towards her nose. she didn’t deserve this. she didn’t deserve to be cheated on, she had never done anything wrong. her hazel iris’s stared blankly at him, not saying a word. he w a n t e d her to break down, he fed off of it — save the tears for the pillow, camryn, he doesn’t care about you. “ there’s take-out in the kitchen, have fun sleeping on the couch. “ she said simply, picking her wine up and taking a last big gulp of the rest that was in her glass. she stood up, keeping her composure as she took one last glance of the boy —shaking her head and then disappearing into their her bedroom.