#iivyhq

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                                📱 cell  phone  headcanons

what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

💘 soulmate 💘

what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

juice by lizzo   specifically; no, i'm not a snack at all. look, baby, i'm the whole damn meal 

my muse’s last text to your muse

[7:24pm] do you wanna come over and eat ice cream while simultaneously making fun of tinder boys with me? [7:24pm] i miss you and i need a girls night pls 🥺🥺🥺

[hybristique-a]

closed starter for:          @iivyhq.

he’d never gotten used to the feeling of waking up in a bed that isn’t his own.   yet,   albeit with much disdain,   he realized that ivy’s pillows started to become more familiar to him than he ever intended them to be.   which.   he had to get out.   ‘   i have to go,   ’   he announced suddenly,   refusing to look at them as he sat up on the bed.   where had he left his pants   ?   he felt his stomach twist,   anxiety building up in his chest.   he couldn’t understand why he decided to stop by last night.   perhaps a part of him knew the answer,   he just wasn’t ready to face those demons yet.   ‘   ivy   -----   look,   i’m sorry,   this was a mistake.   but no hard feelings,   right   ?   we can go for lunch tomorrow or something.   ’