#inmyvcins

[fratricidium]

@inmyvcins

               Cain flipped through the pamphlet she had tossed in his lap. A sightseeing tour of Europe. He quickly skimmed through the booklet causing a pair of plane tickets to fall out from the last page. He looked over at her, pretending not to get the hint, “Planning a trip to Europe?”

[cassandramorgansucks]

*   @inmyvcins   /   for  you .

perky  ,  not  happy  but  not  particularly  miserable  .    blonde  ,  tangled  hair  is  clipped  in  messy  bun  ,  fingers  grip  around  the  soft  plush  of  her  towel  wrapping  around  her  chest.    “    one  minute!    ”    muted  knocks  on  door  become  hushed  and  nonexistent  as  words  are  rushed.  no  shame  :  maybe  she  lacked  it.  coiled  in  her  towel  ,  skin  bare  underneath  ,  she  finds  no  qualms  with  her  appearance  as  she  opens  the  door.  grin  graces  rosy  lips.    “    hey  ,  you  know  you’re  an  hour  early  ,  right?    ”

[reavivals]

CRINKLED  BROW,   SHE  STANDS  a distance  away.    eyes  examine  what’s  before  her   and  the  decision  tugs  at  her  chest.   butterflies  swarm  in  her  stomach     /    they  eat  away  at  her  nerves.    (    warrior  child,    why  do  the  monsters  not  scare  you,   but  love  does   ?    )     the  warmth  should  shelter  her,   not  set  her  aflame.    ❝   i  don’t  know.    ❞   knuckles  press  to  her  lips.   they  purse  in  quizzical  stature.    ❝  which  ones  do  you  think  ?   ❞    /   @inmyvcins   binch.

[stringedstar-blog]

“So, let me get this right, you want me to be a stand in to make the person you like jealous?”

Valentines Inspired Memes.Accepting || x || @inmyvcins ||

Lips purse together for a quick second, lungs drawing in a deepbreathe before it exhales as a deep sigh. He’s unsure what hereally wants. Love was never a strong suit for him.  He neverclaimed to understand most people, especially those he’s attractedto. However, he doesn’t stop himself from offering an awardwinning smile. “Or we could just go get food together andcall it a date. Up to you.”

[thickcrskiin]

       “ ....i swear to god, i’m a good person, there must have been some sort of mistake. ”

          it hadn’t taken her long to figure out which part of hell she’d landed in, let alone figuring out that she’d landed in hell to begin with. it terrified her to no end while also confusing her. she’d tried to be as good of a person as possible, and she didn’t think she’d already died, had she? maybe there was still a chance to get out, she thought, while quickly backing away from everything. there was no telling if someone or something would even try to stop her.

            “ fuuuuuck this shit, i’m out--- ”     // @inmyvcins   ♡’d

[cassandramorgansucks]

&.  @inmyvcins   !

     thick  duvet  is  held  within  the  grasp  of  tiny  fingers.  discomfort  has  settled  deep  in  her  core  as  sorrow  drapes  around  her  like  her  blanket  should.  hand  outstretches  towards  nikita’s  door  ,  palm  pressing  against  the  wood  to  push  it  open.  light  had  been  illuminating  through  the  cracks  ,  she  knew  nikita  was  awake  but  the  burden  she  felt  she  was  becoming  weighed  down  on  FRAIL  shoulders.  blanket  pulls  closer  to  her  small  form  to  conceal  the  FEAR  that  melts  in  her  eyes  and  in  a  quiet  ,  shy  voice  ,  she  murmurs  ,    “    i  had  a  nightmare.    ”

[thickcrskiin]

     “so you’re---- oh. oh, okay. you’re-- you’re ivy’s brother, i’m guessing. i haven’t really heard much, but, uh-- yeah. ‘sup.” // @inmyvcins

[cassandramorgansucks]

                       get  over  it.

     a  common  phrase  spoken  to  the  CRESTFALLEN  souls  that  wandered  this  earth  ,  but  no  matter  how  hard  she  tried  to  persist  through  months  of  aching  ,  she  just  couldn’t.  there  was  something  tying  her  down  ,  preventing  smiles  from  blossoming  onto  plump  lips  and  withholding  her  from  finding  joy  in  moments  that  were  designed  to  be  blissful.  the  something  was  a  someone  though  ,  and  that  someone  was  GONE  from  her  life.  he  erased  the  traces  of  himself  ,  left  her  in  a  scattered  mess  of  wants  ,  needs  and  broken  dreams.  his  promises  were  cluttering  her  mind  with  her  own  thoughts  of  ‘  what  did  i  do  wrong?  ’  filling  in  the  gaps.  broken  frames  held  pictures  of  happier  times  ;  she  used  to  wear  a  smile  on  her  facade  ,  a  laugh  was  always  bubbling  in  her  throat  ,  too.  she  even  had  a  neighbor  COMPLAIN  about  her  enthusiasm  for  her  life  and  her  lover  ,  but  now  she  felt  empty.  her  life  had  left  her.

     the  silence  of  her  apartment  was  eerie  ,  to  say  the  least.  she  missed  talking  in  the  midnight  hours  ,  mapping  out  a  future  from  wishes.  showering  was  a  COMFORT  though  ;  it  felt  cleansing  ,  like  it  washed  away  the  hurt  temporarily.  the  sound  of  HOT  WATER  blocks  the  sound  of  knocks  on  the  door.  once  she’s  out  ,  fingers  curl  into  her  towel  ,  her  other  hand  brushing  wet  ,  blonde  locks  into  a  messy  bun  before  she  throws  on  a  long  ,  grey  sweater.  the  beat  of  her  heart  skips  a  bit.  hope  DWELLS  inside  far  too  much  for  her  liking  as  she  makes  her  way  through  her  living  room.  she  reaches  for  the  knob  ,  twisting  ,  heart  pounding  ,  then  head  peeking  through  the  small  slit  she  makes  from  opening  the  door. 

     ian.  she  knows  his  name.  his  features  stand  out  as  familiar  ,  but  it  wasn’t  the  face  she  wanted  to  see.  ❝  can  i  help  you?  ❞  her  voice  comes  out  small  ,  eyes  empty  with  a  matching  tone.  

@inmyvcins.