#perishedsoftly

[solitvdcs]

🩸 whats the secret mels. how do u break my heart tht easy.

i used that a.i. bot to roast my spotify account and it asked me if i was okay because i listened to taylor swift so much LSKDFJALSDKJFAL

honorable mentions: drivers license by olivia rodrigo, before you go by lewis capaldi, gravity by sara bareilles, breakeven by the script

i also have playlists that i made for angsty ships from past rps :)

[villca]

@perishedsoftly​​

                                    he’s been putzing about for the last half-hour or so, folding and re-folding the throws that usually drape messily over the couch until they’re perfectly creased squares that balance on the arm, the remote plopped on top. now he’s deserving of the reward that sits on the kitchen counter, a half-eaten slice of cake, the fork still frosted — unlicked. toby must not have liked it all that much. chase stretches two bites into ten, still going at it by the time she makes an appearance, dabbing at every crumb with the pad of his thumb that’s wrinkled by the amount of times it’s met his tongue. ‘    where’d you get this cake from ? was it your birthday yesterday ?    ’ 

[ovvnwords]

👍 atty n delphine

send 👍 for a random headcanon I have about our muses .. 

i  think  sometimes  …  more  often  times  than  not,  atty  definitely  lets  her  win  when  they  play  games  together.  playing  games  is  his  love  language  i  think  -  quality  time  or  whatever,  but  with  games  specifically.  picks  games  he  knows  she’s  good  at  and  ‘looses’,    despite  probably  being  able  to  win,  maybe.  it  makes  her  happy  to  win  so  he’s  willing  to  hurt  his  pride  and  let  it  happen  (  even  if  him  loosing  was  intentional  )  ..

[solitvdcs]

30 rocky and owen :-)

30 .   a  kiss  to  say  goodbye .

she can’t meet his eyes, and that’s probably a dead giveaway that something’s wrong. and it’s not even something that should be a big deal when they’re not even dating - not officially, anyway, even if they were just a hop, skip and a jump away. and she likes him. she absolutely doesn’t want to break things off, but she hasn’t seen him in two weeks and it’s not fair - to either of them, but especially not to him. “we can’t see each other anymore,” she says finally, when the tension in her body feels like an actual breaking point, one wrong move and she’ll snap in half. “you deserve better than the small pieces i’m able to give you. i -” she finally looks up at him, and she wants to take it all back. she wants to say that it was a mistake, and that they can make it work - she can make it work, because he’s worth it. but she can’t do that to him. “i’m sorry.” she steels herself, hands bunched into fists at her sides. she slowly unfurls them, and selfishly closes the distance between them one last time. the kiss is delicate, fragile like the heart beating stubbornly in her chest, and she hopes he can feel everything she wants to say but can’t bring herself to speak into existence. too soon, she pulls away and steps back again, one last look at him before leaving his room. it’s for the best, she reminds herself, ignoring the voice in the back of her head that tells her she’s wrong.

just when she thinks she doesn’t have any tears left to cry, another wave hits her and she’s choking back ugly sobs. it should’ve been you, her brain tells her, and she knows its right. rocky is made of anger and spite and bad decisions, and lisa is - was - sunlight and hope and life. it’s not fair. and she’s buried so deeply in her own self pity that she doesn’t notice ellie with a guest until ellie clears her throat a third time, and rocky jumps at the sight of owen still in his funeral garb though rocky has long since changed into sweats. she wipes the smeared mascara from under her eyes, then pulls her legs up to her chest in an attempt to make herself as small as possible. her eyes follow him as he takes a seat next to her, a cutie’s takeout bag in his hand. she can’t even remember the last time she ate, if she’s even had anything to eat since getting discharged, and her stomach growls as if on cue. she musters a smile and takes the food from him, and they settle into a comfortable silence.

satiated for the moment, her head falls to his shoulder, her eyes fluttering closed as she breathes him in, saltwater and coconut making her nostalgic. her mind isn’t quite ready to process anything that isn’t sadness and guilt, but the low hum of his voice is calming. she manages to hear him promise to check on her the next day, and she doesn’t have the heart to tell him that she’ll be long gone, and won’t be back for at least two months. instead, she tilts her head up and presses her lips to his cheek, lingering longer than she needs to; she doesn’t know when she’ll see him again. “thank you,” she says, her voice hoarse, “for everything.” she doesn’t know how long they sit there like that, but it’s not long enough. she walks him to the door and wraps her arms around him as though that will be enough to keep her in the moment forever, as though the ghost of a kiss she brushes against his lips will be enough to keep the memory of him on her lips for the long months ahead of her. this goodbye is different from the last, and it’s enough to get her to hope for another “hello” in the future.

[solitvdcs]

lotus + snapdragon for rocky!

lotus :   has your muse ever felt as though they’ve been reborn ?  have they ever desired the feeling of a fresh start ,   or a better understanding of themself and/or the world around them ? 

rehab was the big rebirth for rocky, forcing herself to find coping mechanisms that wouldn’t hurt her. it’s hard when she’s faced with a shrine of lisa every time she looks in a mirror and wants something to numb that feeling, but she considers her syndicate days part of a chapter that she’s officially closed, though music is still the one thing that feels right no matter what (even when she tries so desperately to keep it out of her life).

snapdragon :   is your muse merciful ?  why or why not ?

rocky is definitely one to hold a grudge if she thinks you’ve wronged her in some unforgivable way. she knows she’s petty but she embraces it.

[svltairs]

⚗️ darcy + owen

send  me  ⚗️ and  i’ll  describe  what  scents  fit  your  muse   //  @perishedsoftly

      “  uh,  i  don’t  know,  ”  she  shrugs,  nose  wrinkled  as  she  tries  to  think  hard,  “  well,   the  whole  earnest  thing  wafts  off  of  him  in  waves,  so  hard  you  can  almost  smell  it.  but,  i  don’t  know.  i  haven’t  gotten  close  enough  to  really  say.  something  fresh,  i  guess,  clean  ?  at  least,  i  hope  he  smells  clean.  would  be  kinda  gross  if  he  didn’t.  ”​

[halfrest]

🍷 jules + toby :]

send  🍷  for  a  drunk  text  from  my  muse

jules [ 2:25am ] ofmg toby???? where’d u GO?

jules [ 2:25am ] i have osmething very important to say

jules [ 2:25am ] i think ur the best person ive ever met i think

jules [ 2:25am ] u have really nice hair that smells good and i like hearing u talk bc u say nice stuff smart sounding

jules [ 2:26am ] i like u

jules [ 2:27am ] pretty

jules [ 2:30am ] heywhere r u

[mocnliights]

3 + 9 + 12 for nadira

3. name one or more of their bad habits .

she often forgets to eat at set mealtimes , so her eating habits are all over the place . she checks her reflection using whatever she has from pocket mirror to front camera on her phone way too often . she has a terrible habit of reading texts and not replying , but it’s just who she is xoxo

9. name some of their major physical shortcomings .

she ...... has bad eyesight .

12. at least one thing that they tend to overreact to .

bugs . anything creepy crawly . she will scream , jump on top of surfaces , call someone to take care of it for her if she’s alone . dramatic much