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[highkeyoverit]

Ship Aesthetic - Ameelia Jane and Ash Caleb

“You can cry more if you want to. Let it all out. I’m going to be here. I’m not going anywhere.”

[enigmaticwrites]

semi hiatus

hi friends! just wanted to let you guys know that i'm moving to another country soon so my timezone will be gmt+10 from now on.

if we 1x1 together and i owe you a reply, i probably won't be able to respond over the next 2-3 days since i've got a lot of last minute packing to do and menial tasks to sort out for uni. i'll definitely try to though! and if you owe me a reply, please don't feel the need to rush through a response because i won't be able to get to it until around the 20th (which is when i'll hopefully be properly settled down) :]

also just a heads up, i'll definitely struggle with activity my first month/weeks of school so replies will most likely come slower. if you wanna put a 1x1 on hiatus till i'm properly settled down or drop a 1x1 entirely i completely understand — just shoot me a message and let me know!

sorry about the wait and if you wanna spam me with headcanons you can always catch me on skype (zobear-), twitter (@zobear) or kik (zoeywtf). 

love you guys! <3

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[hannahjofrps]

I was tagged by the ever lovely and beautiful parbaraxbalvin to list, in no particular order and they are as follows:

Ocatvia Blake

Katherine Pierce

Margaery Tyrell

Finnick Odair 

Rebekah Mikaelson

Commander Lexa

Connor Walsh

Lincoln

Anya

Klaus Mikaelson

BONUS: Like all my OCs, especially my India Eisley OC Ashley Barrett.

I'm going to go ahead and tag: felicxtywrites, pothead-plothead, jazofrps, kieran1x1, and whoever else feels like they want to do this! Also, super sorry that they're mostly characters in the 100. It's all I've watched for days. 

[mamasugalives-blog]

“Are you fucking kidding me?” // “Do you even hear how stupid you sound?” // “Why are you going through my phone?” // “You’re being ridiculous.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?”

Donovan’s brow shot up at the sound of the other boy’s harsh words; a confused expression than crossing his features. He had never been good at seeing the difference between what was right and what was wrong; the young man always being clueless when it came to realizing if he had crossed a line. He was slowly realizing that this had been another case of Donovan taking things too far; the boy snatching a sweater from Oliver’s closet because he didn’t have any clean ones available. This mainly being because Donavan was far too lazy and far too easily distracted; to make a much needed trip down to the laundry mat.

Oliver had been slowly trying to teach him the definition of personal boundaries, but it was clear that his lessons were falling upon deaf ears. “I thought you would agree that this was a better alternative to having me walk around the house in my boxers. Even if you might enjoy the sight.” Donovan added slyly; it being evident in his tone that he was only teasing. Reaching forward to place his hand on the other boy’s shoulder; Donovan halted awkwardly and allowed his arm to drop down to his side. He often forgot the wraith he had to face whenever he made physical contact with the boy; it however being a different case when it was Oliver that was initiating the touch.

Gripping his fingers through the hem of the sweater; Donovan tugged the fabric over his head and tossed the article in Oliver’s direction. “Before you decide to lecture me; can I just get an apology over with?” His expression gave off the persona of a lost puppy; one that had been turned away from its home. “I’m sorry I went into your room; I’m sorry that I went through your closet and I’m sorry that I broke a picture frame on your desk.” He added the last part in a rush; the boy retrieving his jacket as he made a beeline for the door. “I think I’m just going to give you some time to cool off.” Donovan was then out the door in a rush; avoiding the other boy’s lecturing words being something he was proving to be quite good at.

He was once again hyped up on an idea he had concocted; the boy barely being able to contain himself. Jumping up and down excitedly; Donovan barged through Oliver’s bedroom door as eager words left his lips in a rush. He was explaining to Oliver; the next daring act he would perform. Donovan wanted to do something risky; something that could cost him his life if things went wrong. He wanted to dance with the devil and hope that he didn’t get burned. He wanted to stand in the middle of the train tracks; to jump out of the way at the last possible moment.

It shouldn’t have come as a surprise to the blond when Oliver began talking down his idea. He told him that he was being foolish; that only an idiot would cling to such ideas. With a frown appearing upon his lips; Donovan stubbornly folded his arms across his chest as he glared daggers in the other boy’s direction. He didn’t understand why; for once in his miserable life he couldn’t opt to support Donovan. The young man never knew of what to make of their relationship; he was either chewing Donovan out or getting so high with him that they ended up doing something that most would never picture them to do behind closed doors.

There had only been a handful of kisses shared between the two, but they were all meaningless. Donovan had hoped that after the first time; they could forge some kind of friendship, but it seemed as if Oliver had a different idea entirely. “Do you have any idea how stupid you sound?” He countered childishly; a pout then protruding from his lips. “If I go and get myself killed; you’re going to regret having those be your last words to me.” He concluded with a nod; the blond then marching out of the room, making a point to slam the door behind him.

“Why are you going through my phone?”

Donovan had been left alone in the house; Oliver saying something about having to run a few errands. The young man had idly walked in circles through the house; Donovan growing increasingly bored with each second that was ticked down. He had thought about going to his favorite hideout, but was stopped dead in his tracks when he saw a metallic device sitting on the kitchen counter. Looks like he had found something to do for the remainder of the afternoon. It never occurred to Donovan that looking through the other boy’s phone was wrong; that thought being the one that was furthest from his mind.

There wasn’t much to look at; the boy didn’t even have one nude picture stored away. Sighing heavily to himself; Donovan muttered something under his breath about how he had managed to find the least exciting person on the planet. Just when he was about to grow bored with the situation; the screen suddenly lit up with a message from Oliver’s mother. With a lopsided grin appearing upon his features; there was no hesitation on his part to engage in a conversation with his roommate’s mother until he returned home. Having been laughing to himself; Donovan hadn’t even noticed the other boy’s presence till his scolding words reached his ears.

Lazily; Donovan shifted his gaze towards the other boy, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. “Did you have any idea that your mother once dreamed of running away to join the circus?” He inquired; the device then being snatched from his clutches in the blink of an eye. “I was bored okay? Besides; you should know better than to leave something like that lying about.” Folding his arms behind his head; Donovan looked up at the ceiling with an ever present smirk residing on his lips. “Oh and you should probably know that I invited her over for dinner tomorrow night. She can’t wait.”

“You’re being ridiculous.”

He was high again, but this time he couldn’t be entirely sure what he was on. One of his companions that he had met through his program; he had offered the blond a sample of a new product he had been given by his uncle that lived outside of the country. Donovan should have known better than to test something he knew nothing about, but his curiosity seemed to get the better of him. Once the substance had been smoked; Donovan laid sprawled out across his bedroom floor with his shirt having been stripped from his body moments ago. “It’s hot in here; why is it so hot in here?” He whined; the blond then rolling onto his stomach.

Donovan wasn’t aware of how much noise he had been making till there was a knock on his bedroom door. “Who is it?” He chimed in an overly feminine tone. He was then laughing hysterically when the door was pushed open; Oliver taking on the persona of a disappointed parent. “Oh Oliver poo!” He exclaimed as he scrambled to his feet; the blond stumbling towards the other boy as he threw his arms around him. “Romeo, Romeo; where art you something or another dude who looks like a prude.”

He was then laughing again; the young man being firmly sat down on the edge of his bed. When told he was painting himself to be a fool; Donovan could only wrap his arms around the other boy’s waist, as he brought him crashing down against his own frame. “You need to loosen up you evil queen.” He jabbed Oliver playfully in the side; knowing he would be reamed out for the amount of physical contact he was initiating when he was once again coherent. “I have this great shit; it will blow your mind.” Donovan dramatically threw his hands towards the heavens; the boy rolling over onto his side causing him to spill over onto the floor. “Or maybe I’ll just take a nap right here.”

[enigmaticwrites]

∯

Dear T,

You royally fucked me over. Not only are you the reason I can’t even walk into your school without people staring and whispering, but you’re the reason I lost one of my closest friends. Thanks for being a dick, T. Obviously, you don’t care now because you’re out of the country an entire ocean away, but just know you turned my world upside down in the worst kind of way. Sure, we had our good moments, but the bad far outweighs any of that. But the thing that hurts the most is that what we had together could’ve been amazing; you just couldn’t keep your mouth shut. I’ll never understand why you some people feel the need to brag.

For every ∯ I get I will say/confess something without specifying for whom it is meant.

[kayofrpsx-blog]

kieran1x1 replied to your post:i wanna ask a rph if they could make graphics for...

What kind of graphics do you want? I’m sure there are RPHs who’d like to help you.

just sidebar graphics. and agh im too wimpy to ask any bc i feel like id be annoying them.

[davinawrites-blog]

PSA TO MY PARTNERS I'VE BEEN HELLA BUSY THIS WEEK. I'VE HAD TO WRITE AN ESSAY LIKE EVERYDAY AND I HAVE A MIDTERM TMRRW (FRIDAY). I'M GOING TO TRY AND GET REPLIES DONE AFTER MIDTERM, BUT I WORK LATER ON THAT NIGHT SO IDK. I'M SORRY. ILY ALL OKAY??

[davinawrites-blog]

[text]: "Shouldn’t you be sleeping?"

[text]: "Shouldn’t you be sleeping?"

[text]: I know, but I can't [text]: I keep having weird dreams [text]: Like deja vu, you know? [text]: They seem real... but I don't remember them happening???[text]: Can you just come home soon, please?