→ this too shall pass;

P E E T A M E L L A R K [ indie rp ; previously 'soldiier' ]

[fillingboxes]

Send me a ✢ for my muse's reaction to seeing yours standing on their doorstep soaking wet in the rain.

[those-crazy-meme-nights]

Send a "ϟ" for my muse's reaction to your's running their fingers along a scar on my muse's body

[rvinations-blog]

ahh i want to bring peeta back :| i used to be soldiier. i just don’t know. it’s so different here now.

[askboxmemethings]

Send me "♥" to see how my muse reacts when your muse suddenly kisses them.

[rvinations-blog]

he never knew what to say or how to say it anymore. he’d lost his muse. his heart. his mind. some days, if not most, he simply sat and peered out any window before retreating back to his art room paint. he’d stay in there for hours upon hours, trying to remember and trying to forget. the few visitors he did have were kind and gentle.. they made him feel better and sometimes they made him feel worse. today just happened to be an exceptionally distracting day.                                                                        ❝ HM?  ❞

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oKAY. whoever liked the starter call WILL get one.. I just don’t know when. i’m in a wedding tomorrow and i’m  totally booked all weekend. so i’m trying to do things now but i can’t guarantee anything. 

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[thezodiacvibes]

I choose you. And I’ll choose you, over and over and over. Without pause, without a doubt, in a heartbeat. I’ll keep choosing you.

my hearth (via lifequotesrus)

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❝  sometimes i often wonder if i’m  afraid of the dark or just what’s inside of it. funny thing is, it’s usually just OURSELVES.  ❞

[rvinations-blog]

starter call ?? 

[theburningrebel]

Roommates AU.

rvinations

            this was a long, long, long day. the drive             from home to here took s e v e n hours in             total, and Katniss was— well, exhausted.             especially since she spent the last three             days packing and repacking. she wouldn’t             be able to come home for at least three             months, and sending it over would be a             waste of money that her family didn’t have.       at least, the guy she was to room with       sounded nice, even if she did find him       online, and she was moving in without       actually seeing the flat. didn’t matter       much, though. big city meant new start,       a chance for gaining more money. a job.

                    after finding a spot to park her beat up truck,                     the girl scrambled out and rung the doorbell.                     the building looked nice so far. waiting for—                     what was his name again? Pite? Peeta. Right.                     waiting for him gave her a moment to think                     and to take in her surroundings. nice, wide                     street, well lit. now if only her roomie wasn’t                      a serial killer— that’d be amazing. 

it took another few seconds for his voice to fill the air, and she quickly said her name, along with the pleas for him to come down and help with the TV. other things could wait, this was only reasonable valuable item she brought  with her, beside the laptop. but, that was in her bag.

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what did they say about women? oh yeah, that they  make everything better and brighter in your life.  Peeta wasn’t sure he believed that. he didn’t have the best mother and certainly didn’t know any girls that  well. but when he decided he’d need a roommate, he  didn’t exclude them. sometimes, girls were easier to live with than guys.         but he’d cleaned and baked. he wasn’t much of a         slob to begin with anyway, so it wasn't much work.         the place had a charm to it, even if it wasn’t the         most beautiful flat ever. Peeta was easily made        happy by how it looked. and it was CLEAN. that        was really all he cared about.  but as for the baking... he hoped Katniss liked chocolate. or peanut butter. or if he was lucky, she’d like both. it was more of a gift, considering he didn’t bake daily at home.  actually, he worked a lot.. so when he was home, he didn’t  have much to do anyway. he hoped having a roommate would also pull him out of the slight depression he’d found himself in since moving out of his family’s home and into a place  himself.         the buzz to his apartment startled him and he had to        take a second to breathe. so she was here. finally. ❝ hey, yeah, give me a second. i’ll be right down. ❞         peeta jammed his shoes onto his feet and headed         down to where he assumed he’d find katniss.  ❝ ah, hey. ------ guess we’re roommates. ❞

[saturdaysinedinburgh]

[clinty-barton-rp]

Send "Will you be quiet now?" For my muses reactions to yours pushing them against a wall and kissing them

Bonus Points if our muses are enemies.

[rvinations-blog]

RUINATION ;            noun.                    ;  the action or fact of ruining someone or something or of being ruined.           ; the state of being ruined.                                            INDEPENDENT PEETA MELLARK. (formerly 'soldiier')

[rvinations-blog]

❝   the hardest part of life isn’t dying  it’s living. finding a purpose. once you find that, everything becomes a little clearer. ❞

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hi i used to be  SOLDIIER but now i am not. LOL.

[inembers]

    ❝ Yes, we need to talk.             – It’s been months.❞

Katniss knew she had shut him out, but what was she supposed to do?

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    ❛ It has, but what do we have to talk about? ❜ ( he wanted to talk to her, no doubt, but he wasn't sure what to say. she seemed to make her own decisions well. )