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@soulmisplaced-a
Floating in outer space, have I misplaced a part of my soul? Lost in the in-between, or so it seems, I’m out of control. Floating in outer space, have I misplaced a part of my soul? Lost in the in-between, but it can’t keep me asleep for long, ‘cause… I STILL FEEL ALIVE. / an original character. written by kacie.
hey guys! it’s kacie here. so i’m basically going to be starting greyson over, and making a new blog for him, and putting him the TUA fandom. he’ll still have his fandomless aus, and i really hope you’ll all follow me! basically, i’m just gonna be dropping everything and starting over with him.
i’ll post a link once he’s up and ready, sorry guys!
awfultm:
@soulmisplaced gets a thing bc i can !!
eyes narrow, CONFUSION is apparent on his face. something isn’t right about the other in front of him. he can feel it. and it doesn’t feel great. it’s almost like HALF of him is desperately trying to hang on - hang on to something. he doesn’t know how to ASK him about it, but he’s curious. “you … you GOOD, dude??”
this was something he ran into way more often than he would like. whether it be because of how depressed he was, or that fate just really liked to annoy him, everyone was always asking if he was alright. the answer was ‘no’, obviously. “uh, i dunno. what d’you mean?” he glances over, trying to figure out what the guy was getting at. “didn’t get much sleep last night, if that’s what you’re talking about. i probably look a little dead.” that’s a joke, but he still doesn’t seem very happy.
The End Of The F***ing World (2017) Created by Jonathan Entwistle
TO ALL THE BOYS I’VE LOVED BEFORE SENTENCE PROMPTS
i. quotes taken from jenny han’s to all the boy’s i’ve loved before. adjust as necessary.
❝ she’s so little she could be our mascot. ❞
❝ hey, i’m not that small. ❞
❝ you’d rather make up a fantasy version of somebody in your head than be with a real person. ❞
❝ i don’t want to be scared anymore. ❞
❝ you only like guys you don’t have a chance with, because you’re scared. ❞
❝ do you think there’s a difference? between belonging with and belonging to? ❞
❝ whatever spell you just tried to cast on me, it didn’t work, so i think you need to go back to hogwarts. ❞
❝ plenty of people are good-looking. that doesn’t make them interesting or intriguing or cool. ❞
❝ who’s to say what will happen in the future? ❞
❝ what am i supposed to do with all these feelings? ❞
❝ it was over before i even had a chance. ❞
❝ because sometimes you just feel sad and you can’t explain it. ❞
❝ it will get easier each time, i think. i hope. i just have to keep trying. ❞
❝ sometimes questions can be more cruel than insults. ❞
❝ it’s annoying how handsome he is. ❞
❝ oh, i used to lie all the time as a kid. ❞
❝ what is it with girls and rain? ❞
❝ there’s no use in asking what if. no one could ever give you the answers. ❞
❝ he looks at you a lot. when you’re not paying attention. ❞
❝ i hate when people say that they have something to tell you and they don’t just say it. ❞
❝ why is it so hard to say no to him? is this what it’s like to be in love with somebody? ❞
❝ i could make him mine. but i don’t want him. i want someone else. ❞
❝ i would have stayed. i would never have left you. ❞
❝ it’s kind of silly to feel so disappointed about something you only just realized you wanted, isn’t it? ❞
❝ i hate change more than almost anything. ❞
❝ it’s hard to concentrate when your feelings are hurt. ❞
❝ people come in and out of your life. for a time they are your world; they are everything. and then one day they’re not. ❞
❝ people like you don’t have to suffer through those kind of things. ❞
❝ he deserves background music, he looks so good. ❞
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“i’m alright.” he says it almost immediately, his main hope being that he can keep her from worrying. it’s not as if he isn’t scared himself, but lav shouldn’t have to deal with this. it was scary and weird and out of anyone’s control.
his legs feel like jelly, so when he stands up, he holds himself against a wall. not all of the feeling is back everywhere yet, but he’s trying his best to continue on as if there were somehow okay. maybe that’s just what life has become, for him. “sorry if i scared you. i uh. i think it’s fine.” he doesn’t know, though. / @awfultm ; continued.
hi
hey !! I am on mobile but plot with me !! please !!
his eyes open, and he’s on the floor.
it takes him a second to refresh himself, pull his thoughts back together and remind himself of everything. this is something that he’s had to do more than once. his name is greyson allen. for some reason, he’s still alive. hands push himself up to sit, cool tile reminding him of what it feels like to touch something. he’s like a computer, almost, having just hit restart.
“sorry, uh.” someone else was there, and it takes him a second to realize this too. was he hurt? he couldn’t quite tell. after a moment of though, he’s putting together pieces. this has happened before. maybe a glitch, or something. a sign that worse things were still to come. “what happened?” / open.
hey uh how much would you guys hate me if i dropped and restarted all my threads......
my muse to write literally died so soRRy im just gonna lurk on my main blog
his eyes open, and he’s on the floor.
it takes him a second to refresh himself, pull his thoughts back together and remind himself of everything. this is something that he’s had to do more than once. his name is greyson allen. for some reason, he’s still alive. hands push himself up to sit, cool tile reminding him of what it feels like to touch something. he’s like a computer, almost, having just hit restart.
“sorry, uh.” someone else was there, and it takes him a second to realize this too. was he hurt? he couldn’t quite tell. after a moment of though, he’s putting together pieces. this has happened before. maybe a glitch, or something. a sign that worse things were still to come. “what happened?” / open.
barbhclland:
@soulmisplaced liked for a starter! ( lyrics inspired // kids of america by kim wilde )
“Shit, sorry!” Barb slurs slightly, raising two cups of red punch out of the way as she nearly bumps into Greyson. She probably should have been more careful when going around a corner like that but being careful was the last thing on her mind right now. “Hey, cool sweater,” the redhead adds with a smile, already moving to sip from one of the cups in her hand. “Do… do I know you? Ya look familiar.”
Parties were not for him. There were too many people, too much noise, and he just felt as if he was out of place. People had tried talking to him, and being friendly, but he couldn’t figure out the words to respond. What was he supposed to say? It was probably mostly his fault when they collided, as he was usually a million miles away. “Oh uh.” He’s caught off guard by the sudden compliment. The sweater was new, considering all of his old clothes were gone. “Thanks.” It means more than he seems to offer, but he does smile. “Oh uh, probably. I’m Greyson. Maybe we uh, had a class together?” She doesn’t look familiar to him, but he won’t say that. It’s something he’s gotten tired of saying.
greyson would never go to parties before his death, despite how perfect he seemed for them. the problem was too many people, all put in one space, with all of these wild and intense emotions. he tried going to one, once, and nearly had a breakdown. so yeah. no more for him.
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