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@starbetrayed
No matter where we are, we’ll always share the same sky. We can always find each other in the same constellation.
The Star Touched Queen, Roshani Chokshi (via launicacatrina)
❝ happy halloween! ❞ ME VS REMEMBERING HALLOWEEN IS HER BIRTHDAY
autumn/halloween sentence starters
@altarshine
sleepy eyes meet hers as he pushes himself up and into a sitting position, leaning back against the wall, half ready to doze off for real.
“did you wait until it hit twelve just to tell me that?” his tone is fake accusatory, trying to hide the little laugh that was threatening to escape him. “i wonder what OTHER day it is…”
he pauses for a moment, the realisation that this is the first of her birthdays (and the first of many, he HOPED) that they had actually spent together. he had known her before her eighteenth, but it was best not to think about WHERE he was that day. he was sure her parents had GRAND PLANS for the day (and he didn’t want to get in the way of that), but nonetheless, he was still excited to give her his gift.
“hey, rae- hey, rae, guess what?” he’s almost GRINNING, that cheeky lopsided smile that he only finds on his face when he’s around her. “you’re OLDER than me now.”
it’s so WILD to him that this is something they can joke about now- he can afford to joke about the handful of months between them now (he’s assuming, that is, that he turns nineteen in MAY, as planned- or would have been, back before everything stopped for a quarter of a century) because there’s no chance of them running out of time now, not ever.
autumn/halloween sentence starters! 🍂🍁🎃
masterlist of autumn and halloween themed sentence starters! some are original, but most are collected from other posts.
❝ i made pumpkin cookies! want to try one? ❞
❝ did you cut yourself carving the pumpkin? let me see it. ❞
❝ stay still i’m almost done with your costume. ❞
❝ let’s paint pumpkins. ❞
❝ hurry up! we’re going to be late for the costume party! ❞
❝ help me decorate! ❞
❝ let’s open some windows, okay? ❞
❝ it’s starting to rain… ❞
❝ bring a jacket! ❞
❝ do we really need to go to a pumpkin patch? can’t we just buy one at the store? ❞
❝ let’s go pick pumpkins! ❞
❝ it’s chilly out here, you need a coat. take mine. ❞
❝ you sound sick. are you sick? ❞
*sneeze* ❝ sorry, allergies. ❞
❝ wanna go out for halloween? ❞
❝ looks like it’s time to rake the leaves… ❞
❝ let’s go get hot chocolate then go for a walk. ❞
❝ let’s go trick-or-treating! ❞
❝ let’s go jump in the leaves! ❞
❝ come in here where it’s dry! ❞
❝ it’s dark?! already?! ❞
❝ ooh it’s chilly out. ❞
❝ please, enough with the pumpkin spice. ❞
❝ good morning. no, don’t get up, it’s raining, let’s stay in bed a little longer… ❞
❝ did you hear about the werewolf/vampire/witch roaming around this town on halloween night? ❞
❝ let’s go to the haunted house! oh, please, please, please, please?! ❞
❝ i don’t get scared. i’m practically fearless. ❞
❝ did you hear that? ❞
❝ we have to get out of here! ❞
❝ are you going to hide in my shoulder the whole time? or actually watch the movie? ❞
❝ i’m not going in a graveyard. ❞
❝ what did you get? ❞
❝ want to trade candy? ❞
❝ i got a rock. ❞
❝ don’t blame me! it was your idea to come in here! ❞
❝ what are you going as for halloween this year? ❞
❝ i just can’t wait for halloween! ❞
❝ you should totally buy that costume! ❞
❝ trick or treat! ❞
❝ happy halloween! ❞
❝ happy fall! ❞
❝ i wanna make sure that my jack-o-lantern is the best! ❞
❝ i’ll race you through the corn maze! ❞
❝ that guy in the gorilla costume has been following us for the past ten blocks. ❞
❝ aww come on! it was a prank! ❞
❝ please, please, PLEASE no scary movie marathon! ❞
❝ that wasn’t funny! ❞
❝ i keep tripping over my costume. ❞
❝ i’m not sure we should go down that street. ❞
❝ no fair! your costume is getting you more candy. ❞
❝ faster! we need to get to all of the houses! ❞
❝ forget being ‘too old’ to trick or treat. i’m doing this forever! ❞
❝ i don’t like these woods. ❞
❝ i just saw something! ❞
❝ look at that intestine cake! ❞
❝ i’m a real vampire. ❞
❝ do you think stuff really happens on halloween? like..supernatural stuff. ❞
❝ i made us matching costumes! ❞
❝ i think i just saw something move outside your window…is someone watching us? ❞
❝ you’re not going to make me carve this pumpkin all by myself, are you? ❞
❝ did you hear there’s a masquerade ball this halloween? let’s go! ❞
❝ you shouldn’t go out there! ❞
❝ s-scared? me? i’m not..scared. ❞
ben shoving his boot at the camera is me shoving my love for gibrae on ur dash
also consider.... five times smiled bt for gibson....
FIVE TIMES SMILED. / NO LONGER ACCEPTING ! / @truebeats
NUMBER ONE. according to the date in her diary, it is SEPTEMBER 18TH. the lost never fail to INTEREST her. even when they sing the same songs and dance the same dances, raven takes a seat at her window, utterly ENTHRALLED by their every move. her doe - like eyes scan the concrete far below, and amidst everything she’s seen before is something that makes her heart jump. there’s a BOY down there, and he’s waving up, he’s waving at HER. raven quickly returns the action before pressing her back against her wall, chest heaving. from there, she flops onto her bed, diary open and jaw SLACK.
NUMBER TWO. she’s been sat in front of her vanity for about TWO hours now. her hair is down, makeup sub - par, ( she can never get that left eyeliner WING to work. ) and chest tight with the anxiety of yet another first. raven can’t quite believe her mother has managed to sneak her a LOST BOY, and when she is first faced with the figure who has been only a wave until now, her breath hitches in her throat. she is still CAGED here. like a spooked animal, raven hesitantly steps closer, hands wringing, eyes wide, and lips slowly curling upward once she realizes how handsome he is.
NUMBER THREE. the amount of time between them nearly brings her to TEARS when she first sees him again. raven squeezes STRAT’S hand before leaping off the rock where they sit, stumbling towards the tunnel where the disheveled lost have emerged. they are all BEWILDERED at the sight of their leader, ( her BOYFRIEND. ) but she doesn’t have time to notice, as she is too busy throwing her arms around gibson. its been a cold and lonely two months. raven smiles into his chest, unaware of the frown he wears, or the way strat’s eyes burn into the back of her head.
NUMBER FOUR. “ you’re beautiful in every shade of light. “ he told her earlier during their walk. she’s been thinking about that statement and her rather averse reaction to it all evening. she’s wronged him. she knows she has. raven has spent her first half hour at the museum wondering why on earth he’d risk so much for her. amidst her grief and his talk of dinosaurs ( the museum had a whole T - REX. ) he flashes her an off - hand grin. it’s slightly lopsided - and enough to make her smile back - making up for LOST time. she should have been grinning an hour ago.
NUMBER FIVE. all she knows is the tempo of her sneakers against the asphalt, their destination, and the fact that he feels the SAME way. this is enough. raven is so caught up in their ESCAPE that her feet leaving the ground doesn’t quite register. she’s still moving her legs when gibson lifts her, and her arms wrap around him instinctively. everything about the night is unexpected - and the KISS is no exception. her heart jumps, her jaw falls slack, and everything she’s ever felt for him comes rushing back all at once. back on the pavement, raven STUMBLES over her own two feet, desperate to fall into him again.
!! for gibson
HOW RAVEN SEES YOUR MUSE. / SELECTIVELY ACCEPTING. / @truebeats
YOU BELIEVE THAT IF science tried to contain the universe within a person, the result would be gibson wells. despite the fact that you do not DREAM anymore, you feel as if he is part of one. the fact that you do not sleep ( you toss and turn. you think of him. ) provides proof that he is really out there somewhere, burning softly under the same sky. he is as BRIGHT as every star he talks about. he is an entire galaxy on his own.
FOR ONCE, SOMEONE BEING taller than you is a good thing. this gives you an excuse to look up at him, and each time you do, you get LOST. his smile is especially cheeky when he laughs. it’s the kind of smile that makes you want to learn a million jokes. when he focuses, his eyes become more intense. each time you’re lucky enough to make contact with them, your breath HITCHES in your throat. they’re the kind of eyes that make you want to ask a million questions.
NEARLY EVERY PIECE OF him first perfectly when aligned with you. it took less than words for you to click with gibson, and conversation only ENHANCED every part of him that was unknown to you before. his resilience both saddens and amazes you. the fact that he’s as solid as he appears is breathtaking, but the fact that he HAS to be that way is tragic. despite this, there’s a softness in him that you have uncovered. you don’t know if he’s naturally smooth, or if he simply ALWAYS says the right thing.
YOU HAVE BEEN BLESSED with many things. many of your country’s citizens would kill to lived the so - called charmed life of a falco. beyond the servants that DOTE on you are other things that bring you joy. you have completed a puzzle after years of putting pieces together. you have seen snow fall after years of blank christmases. you have seen a shooting star. still, out of all the THINGS that you have, or have had, the BEST by far is him.
when you’re kissing someone and you stop kissing them for a sec and smile and kiss again I can’t think of something more beautiful than that
Are you seriously going to sit down there all night? I promise I won’t budge from this spot.
Netflix and…rest my head on your thigh while you run your fingers through my hair continuously
@castlesfall
“i’m not interested.”
although he hadn’t exactly said the words GO AWAY, they still hung in the air, an unspoken shield between him and the other lost. he wasn’t interested in really being one of them- he was focusing on figuring a way to get out of this (not that any of it was working).
he wasn’t that used to being around kids his own age for so long. sure, he was surrounded by them at school, but he’d never been the type to actively seek out friendships from them, not since he was a kid, not since everything changed. he didn’t have time (despite how much his dad insisted he should) and he didn’t really care. there were a few people he’d talk to on occasion, but he was too busy trying to keep on top of things.
responsibility was what he was used to, and this newfound freedom that so many of them had embraced was so new to him (and quite frankly, terrified him). he supposed he could easily join in, but that would be pointless, futile- time he could have spent on figuring out a way to get home (what would happen to his dad, to millie?)
it was easier to stick to a plan, to steal food and leave it for them (they had no idea it was him doing it and he intended to keep it that way, although he wasn’t sure why) and get on with his own stuff. still, time enough had passed and he was beginning to doubt that he would ever get home (so maybe, why shouldn’t he loosen up a bit. protesting, for one, wouldn’t exactly hurt his cause).
@sinnerbefore
“no, i want to hear it actually.”
he’s messing with the other boy, testing him (for no other reason than to be an asshole, really). partly, it’s for his own amusement but a part of him- and possibly a larger part at that- does really want to know.
“what’s your grand plan? why should everyone pick you?” he isn’t sure who started this stupid competition, this idea that somebody has to be in charge (he still isn’t sure whether or not he should run for it- he’s still barely spoken to most of them- but he knows who he trusts enough to give his vote), but at least it’s something to pass the time.
“what makes you the best,” he paused, knowing full well that the other boy goes by strat now (most likely for stratocaster, which is STUPID if you ask him- he’s clearly copying him, which isn’t exactly fair. did he have to deal with stupid jokes all the way through grade school?)
“james?”