#heregrets

[sheatones-blog]

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Character Development Questions: Hard Mode  ; status : accepting. - @heregrets​

Does your character have siblings or family members in their age group? Which one are they closest with?

Kelly is an only child,  the closest in age would be one of her previous step moms. [ youngest was twenty-one.]  In her family, she’s closest with her current step-mom of almost three years.

Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams?

Usually stationed around distant memories of her mom, some recurrence of living life in new york as a fashion designer. harry is also a recurring feature after they start dating / she also has frequent dreams that have one direction members in them.

Is your character’s current socioeconomic status different than it was when they were growing up?

Only slightly, her father was always well of and made sure that Kelly had all the supplies she needed to exist. Though, they got much more,, well off after his last marriage.

How quick is your character to trust someone else?

Not very. She got used to almost constant changes while she grew up. Her father was never home, almost a different step-mother a month it felt like. She generally takes a good amount of time, opting to see if they’ll stay or not.

How easy or difficult is it for your character to say “I love you?” Can they say it without meaning it?

It’s more middle ranged, she has some difficulty but much. she usually can say it easily if she means, but if she doesn’t then -- she really can’t. she’s only told four people that she loves them  [ father, nanny number three, current step-mom, harry.]

[newhamdoctor]

( one liner for @heregrets )

❝ You must eat something. ❞ Kelly softly sat at the foot of Harry’s bed. They were not a couple anymore but she still cared. She knew she might be the only one who did.  ❝ I made you a sandwich. ❞ With the saved up ration she had kept for emergencies.   

[heweak-blog]

❛ if you shoot that gun. you better shoot to kill. ❜

western sentences,    @heregrets​​.

               ‘        i-     i    won’t    kill    him,      harry.        i    just    want    to,     y’know,     be safe.        ’               he can feel his eyes burning from tears.    he wasn’t safe,  he would never be safe.    not while  that man  would keep coming to his door.    not while  his own father  would be right there,  watching that man do whatever he would like with the child.               ‘        safe    as    possible,    i    guess.        ’

[landsfew]

“I think about you everywhere I go.” @ bobbie BECAUSE I CAN

i think this was a hozier meme | accepting if u feel like looking for it?

bobbie was leaned up against a big chest–– one she’d seen before during one of the few times they’d spent together at harry’s house. it was easier to hang out at her place. the sullivan household was more lived in, less stiff that of the binghams. her legs jutted out in front of her and she held her arms out, too, one twisted over the other and fingers laced together. the house still made her a little uncomfortable, if not more so, now that everything... well. now that everything. that about summed it up, didn’t it?

she’s all hard lines, now–– arms and legs almost ramrod straight, head inclined just so. there’s a kind of deference she feels to him, though she can’t explain why. part of her still felt as though she’d gotten pregnant, that because it was of her body, it was all on her. and anyway, it’s hard to look at him with his big doe eyes. she wishes she could angry. she wishes she had just once felt angry.

              “...really?”

she’d been crying on and off ever since she got there. ever since he texted her, really, and on the walk from her house to his. but the confession brings fresh tears rolling down her cheeks. she guesses that maybe she shouldn’t be surprised, but she is.

[rainbowlandrusus]

❛ i promise, it meant nothing. ❜ @ kelly >:3

                     ANGST sentence starters ; status ; accepting.

she wants to believe that, she wanted to each time. but she doesn’t want to feel like an idiot anymore. she loves him, but she can’t keep doing this.’’i wish i could believe that, harry.’’ her voice is quiet, she can’t look at him. but she’s spent too long just believing him and not thinking about it first,  she can’t do that anymore.’’i.. can’t do this anymore. i-- just. can’t.’’ she said, forcing herself to look at him.