#ghostive

[oldurrlbye]

@ghostive      hit that heart !     ˊˎ ˗

        ❛   WHY DO YOU            look at me like that ?     like ...     one minute you’re smiling and the next  ,   you see me and it’s as if you can’t be happy around me.     like ...     everything seeps out of you when you look at me sometimes and it’s replaced with this weight.     why ?   ❜

[oldurrlbye]

@ghostive lmao

         ❛   IF HE SCREAMS             one more time                        i’m going to eat him.   ❜

[oldurrlbye]

@ghostive you said write you something

        SHE WASN’T ANGRY           when she first found out.     maybe betrayed.     confused definitely.     she’s still confused.     feathers ruffled to near ruin.     he killed her.     he never told her.     and she remembers it so clearly     :     the feel of the blade , sharp , they’d just been bought , slicing so easily through her skin.     he didn’t even look at her as he did it.     the leather bracelet slipping from fingertips as her hands gripped her throat , shocked.     she doesn’t remember if she did it more out of shock or a desperate attempt to stop the blood that poured from the open wound that would surely be her demise.     the scorpion pricked the bird with his stinger !     she was hurt.     more than anything.     more than angry at being lied to , more than confused , more than the toxin of poison tipped thorn  !  in her thumb could ever sting.

        ❛   NAT                        WYATT                 NAT                           ❜               voice cracks on last vowel , bird’s song broken.     holds every turbulence of her chest in just his name , in her voice.     croaked as the frog might have once.     eyes are red , stinging.     tears shed for hours all ready , she’s not sure any more can fall as phantom heart wishes.               ❛   what did i                        what did i do ?     i must have done something wrong , to make you hate me                             please.     tell me what i did.     things were so ...     fine.     i think.      from what i remember.     but i                             i did something.     i don’t know.     or i don’t remember.     what did i do wrong ?     i’m sorry.   ❜

[oldurrlbye]

let ghost girl kiss you                            @ghostive

        AIR IS PULLED            between lips , eyes searching for what she needs to see.     she doesn’t have to search much , his gaze unabashed     :     loving.     she’s always loved looking into his eyes.     a softness rests there just for her.     pulls her in to the deep end but she can swim.     she does.     wings that shouldn’t be waterproof stroke.     she soars even in the water.

        HANDS GRASP SHIRT ,            pulling him in so she can clash lips against his.     chaste but carries every emotion in her body , everything she’s ever felt about him and feels.     pushes it all into this one touch , one moment.     their love.     head is pulled back for just a moment , to meet eyes again.     her own hazel and vulnerable convey that she never wants this to end.     this eternity is what she wants.     and she dives again , heart beating so fast she’s not sure why it does when she doesn’t have one anymore.     but it does.     her arms around his shoulders now , lips meet lips again.     she can’t help feeling everything has narrowed down to this point , this one touch that floods her with warmth , with the sting of his love so sweet she ought to swoon.     she doesn’t.     she returns such feeling , lets it carry her where her heart desires.     always     :     into his arms of her own accord.     dizzy , aching but always her choice.      and he is always her choice.

[kindpaws]

* THE WOLF NEARLY CRAWLED OUT OF HUMAN SKIN,       the  forest  green  hues  growing  wide  as  her entire  body  jumps  before  she  lets  out  a  heavy  sigh  at  the  apparition  of  the  boy.   ‘ this  whole  seein’  ghosts  thing  is  still  pretty  new  to  me,   so  maybe  like  announce  y’erself  or  somethin’  next  time?   and  all  the  times  after  that?  ’        /           * STARTER FOR @ghostive.

[bitterdeadguy]

@ghostive wanted a starter.

       shane is ULTIMATELY grateful for his friend lavender. he has been SO BORED these past few years, stuck inside his apartment building for what felt like centuries. if it weren’t for her, he’d probably FADE OUT and not exist for a while. it was a weird feeling, kind of like SPACING OUT, only you’re not thinking about anything and no one knows you’re there ------ you’re just there. it’s nice that he doesn’t HAVE to do that anymore ------ now that she’s found a way to temporarily break the tether.

       that’s how he’s wound up at this house. the tragedy house. he’s heard about it ----- lavender told him about it after his insistence on the matter; he likes to KNOW what other ghouls and goblins ( goblins are a thing? maybe? he doesn’t know ) are in the surrounding area ----- which is why he’s here now. “ hellooooo? anybody home ?? ” he’s cast himself from being SEEN by anyone else but other ghosts ---- even another supernatural creature, unless ultimately powerful, couldn’t even detect him. he’s learning new tricks every day.

[6atez]

| @ghostive liked for a starter |

“So what’s ya story? Ya been a goody two shoes and it ain’t ya fault? innocent even?” She asked in a mocking tone, forming her lips into a pout. “Better start talking, pretty boy. Don't wanna have to ruin that face of yours."