#krys4lis

[festivaltripbackupprofile]

Hej bliźniaki, wszystko co widzicie w mojej dłoni ✋ jest na sprzedaż. Napisz do mnie prywatnie, jeśli jesteś zainteresowany/a wypróbowaniem tego, albo daj znać, czy potrzebujesz, dzięki.

[legacieas]

✱ starter call :   currently not accepting ──── jake jagielski for peyton sawyer, @krys4lis.

jake glanced up from the counter of the café when the bell above the door rang, immediately spotting peyton stepping inside with rain clinging to her jacket and that familiar exhausted look in her eyes.

he dried his hands on the towel over his shoulder before walking around the counter toward her. “ you look like you’ve had a worse day than usual, ” he said softly, already reaching for the coffee pot beside him. “ which probably means you’re getting the good coffee instead of the burnt stuff. ”

[embodies]

ONE LINER STARTER CALL. ACCEPTING. send ✐ for a random sentence starter!

@krys4lis. faith lehane & logan echolls.

❛ “ smile, it can't be that bad ! ” yeah, actually, it can, jackwad. ❜

[moved-nosuperm4n]

[ TXT ] : i had a dream about you last night. / from lana!

meme / wow — how ironic of her to experience what had only become routine for him during his own wakefulness. of course, the kind of daydreams he experienced were much more deliberate, idealistic ...

[ TXT : lana ] : what, really? haha! good dream or bad dream? [ TXT : lana ] : either way, I need details!

[everdawn]

@krys4lis ( SERENA ): ♡'d for a love day starter from MARISSA

❛❛ I WAS scared that today would feel lonely, but who needs men when you've got a few good friends ? ❜❜ it was the first year she'd been single for the holiday but at that moment, she was fine with it.

[venustrapearch]

glee!

santana. not because i'd be especially good at writing her, but because i remember being obsessed with her and she's one of my favorite girl kissers ever<3

@krys4lis | meme

[nosuperm4n]

❛ this is why i'm only friends with women. / from helen this is so FUNNY

sentence starters / the sharpness of her male colleague’s tone caught clark off guard, the rudeness slicing through the room like a cold wind. as he stood nearby, accidentally eavesdropping, a flicker of discomfort tightened his chest. at her dry remark, the boy raised his brows in surprise— part disbelief, part concern. he couldn’t keep the question from escaping his lips, voice low but edged with genuine curiosity and sympathy: " — do you really put up with that every day? "

[paralyziingfears]

things  have  been  tense  between  them  as  of  late.  their  worlds  were  colliding  and  it  wasn't  meshing  as  well  as  he  had  hoped  for  the  both  of  them.  her  friends  constantly  poked  at  him  because  he  was  from  brooklyn  and  they  constantly  nagged  at  her  to  let  him  go,  that  he  was  too  beneath  her  to  be  with  someone  like  her.  it  hurt.  as  much  as  he  liked  to  pretend  other  people's  opinions  didn't  faze  him,  they  did  and  it  hurt  him.  he  tried  his  damn  hardest  to  be  someone  @krys4lis  would  like  to  walk  side  by  side  with,  someone  that  she  wouldn't  be  ashamed  to  admit  to  being  with.  could  he  ever  be  that  person?  he  wasn't  sure,  but  all  he  knew  was  to  be  himself  in  the  most  authentic  way  possible.

he  sat  next  to  her  during  lunch,  even  though  they  hadn't  talked  in  a  full  day   —   but,  who's  counting?  he  was  silently  eating  his  lunch,  unsure  if  she  even  wanted  to  speak  with  him  after  their  last  argument.  he  takes  a  bite  of  his  sandwich.

sometimes  when  i  talk,  everyone’s  so  busy  agreeing  with  me,  they  don’t  hear  a  word  i  say.  you're  different.

his  mouth  was  full,  but  his  brain  was  working  faster  than  his  teeth  could  chew.  he  tried  to  speak,  but  then  remembered  he  probably  should  swallow  his  food  before  attempting  to  do  so.  he  quickly  swallows,  choking  just  a  bit,  but  he  manages.  his  cheeks  blush  in  embarrassment.  ❛  sorry   —   ❜  he  apologized  once  his  mouth  was  free  to  speak.  he  wiped  the  back  of  his  palm  across  his  lips  in  case  there  was  any  breadcrumbs  leading  his  astray.  he  gave  her  a  small,  reassuring  smile,  yearning  to  reach  out  and  hug  her,  but  he  holds  back,  at  least  for  the  time-being.  ❛  if  there's  one  thing  you  can  count  on  with  me,  it's  that  i'm  always  going  to  tell  you  the  truth  ❜  he  told  her.  ❛  i'm  sorry.  i  never  meant  to  ...  i  didn't  mean  what  i  said,  i  promise.  i  want  to  be  that  person  you  can  talk  to,  serena.  ❜