liability.

darling, darling doesn't have a p r o b l e m lyin' to herself cause her liquors topshelf it's alarming truly how disarming she can be fooling everyone, tellin them she's having F U N dependent mumu penned by bee.

[unchxrtxd]

lcnelylcves​:

@unchxrtxd​

One breath and then another. Ruby was always afraid of becoming like Clancy. She knew that after everything, some people said she’d gotten cold. She didn’t want to be cold, she didn’t want to turn into Clancy. But she’d held people close to her heart to make sure that wouldn’t happen. Here, she didn’t have Liam or Chubs, not even Zu. There weren’t any children who needed her to rescue them. She was alone, and feeling adrift. A hand dropped onto her shoulder, forcibly dragging her out of the memories she’d been replaying of better times, and she reacted harshly, shoving them back. “Don’t touch me!” She was already gearing up to use her powers, not that she wanted to. But she had to protect herself. 

“sorry ‘bout that. my bad.” liam smiled slightly, hands held up in surrender as his eyes met hers. a hint of confusion found its way onto his features as he looked at her, brows furrowing slightly. she didn’t look familiar, and yet he couldn’t shake the feeling that she was someone he was supposed to know. there was no way he could have forgotten a girl with such a strong presence. she’d spoken three words and already, liam knew he wouldn’t want to get on her bad side. “do i--have we met?” he stumbled over his words, not-so-smooth southern charmer that he was.

[unchxrtxd]

igcttabe​:

❝ i’m not lying to you ! believe me ! ❞

“that’s not how trust works where i come from. okay? ain’t just gonna’ hand it over ‘cause you say so.” however, there was a smaller smile on her lips now as she watched the other with somewhat hesitant eyes. it was nothing personal, peyton had a hard time trusting anyone and lately the barriers she had worked so hard to bring down were cementing themselves back up again. that’s what waking up in unknown surroundings with a husband who doesn’t remember her and no baby bump could do to a person. how could she trust someone else when she was even struggling to trust herself right now? “‘kay. tell me again? what happened exactly? promise i’m all ears this time.” she also knew that despite all the weird crap going on that she couldn’t shut absolutely everyone out because that was no way to live. it wasn’t. 

@unchxrtxd​ for elle

elle wasn’t sure what was going on. honestly, she was still completely confused. ever since getting her memories back, she had been overwhelmed with fear that campbell was on his way to claim her as his. it scared the shit out of her, and after catching a glimpse of someone who looked like campbell she had nearly lost it. her hand had reached for the closest person next to her--a woman with a kind smile--and she had begged her to block her from the man’s view. “i just need you to trust that--that i’m not safe.” she whispered, inhaling shakily. “it’s a long story and it’s really complicated. i just need you to believe me.” she inhaled shakily, rolling her sleeve up to show the crescent scar on her arm that was left from the time campbell hurt her. “he did this. can you please hide me?” she asked in a soft voice.

[unchxrtxd]

xwaflmusesx·:

Closed Starter for @unchxrtxd· @cxtchingsxnrays· @inxthexhallofxfame·

Campbell was walking back home from being in school all day. He was already having a bad day when he woke up and by going to school it didn’t get better. He failed three tests, got yelled at by one of the teachers and to top it off had gotten detention. He was ready to just go home and forget about this whole shitty day but of course someone had to run into him. “Seriously, do people like not look where they are going anymore?” He asked annoyed. “Sorry, just had a shitty day.” He said immedialty feeling bad for snapping at the person.

elle stared at him, her body freezing. hands clenched at her side, eyes wide and filled with a terror. she blinked, hard, and forced that fear down. it was easier for everyone if she played into his games. he’d hurt her in ways she never saw coming, and she needed to get out of that situation. but she knew him. she knew he wasn’t going to let her leave. when she’d stayed with helena, he’d still found her. she’d been frozen when he ran into her, but it was far too easy to hide the fear from her eyes. she could be cold when she wanted, sure, but she wasn’t like him. she didn’t get pleasure out of hurting people, holding them under water and watching them struggle. that was him, not her. but she’d been caught in his web and she knew there was no easy way out, despite the fact that she was in a relationship with eddie. “hey, babe.” she whispered, hand reaching up for his face. just how he liked it. “are you okay?” she asked, noticing the look in his eyes. there was no recognition, nothing familiar. he looked like a stranger. she pulled her hand back, sucking in a breath.

[rothelp]

miscellaneous angst starters.

when were you going to tell me?

you can’t keep doing this to yourself.

that’s…a lot of blood.

can you walk?

please don’t lie to me.

you were supposed to leave.

i’m not going anywhere without you.

shh, it’s okay. it was just a dream.

there was nothing more you could have done.

it wasn’t your fault.

this is all my fault.

you aren’t acting like yourself.

i’m never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.

you’re hurting me.

don’t ever do that again.

go to hell.

please don’t cry.

you have to stay awake.

i wish i could take the pain away.

you could have died.

hey – stay with me.

it’ll be over soon.

did you ever love me?

i’m sorry. i can’t do this anymore.

things won’t always hurt this bad.

you passed out.

how much have you had?

i’m okay. it’s all fine.

it’s not okay! you’re not fine!

let me get you something for the pain.

it’s nothing. it’s just a bruise.

it’s clearly not nothing.

have you been to the doctor?

i didn’t mean the things i said.

i thought we meant something.

people who are okay don’t act like this.

you don’t have to go through this by yourself.

i don’t want you to be alone.

please don’t regret me.

i heard you crying.

you need to get some rest.

when was the last time you ate something?

i’m worried about you.

did you have another nightmare?

[name], there’s nobody there.

i want to be happy but i don’t think i deserve it.

please talk to me.

why are you mad at me?

alcohol isn’t going to solve your problems.

don’t leave me.

did you do this to yourself?

it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.

tell me what’s wrong.

tell me how to make it better.

why don’t you care?

get the hell away from me.

please don’t do this.

i can’t believe that you lied to me.

just…stay for the night.

you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.

you can’t die. i won’t let you.

just hang on, okay?

hold my hand if you need to.

i’m sorry.

why do you have a gun?

don’t panic.

just breathe.

you’re bleeding.

i’m trying to stop the bleeding.

you’ve been crying, i can tell.

you should have told me sooner.

i wanted to tell you in person.

a phone call would’ve been nice.

i hate you.

i love you.

[unchxrtxd]

accepting for cassandra pressman, dwight schrute, elle tomkins, gilbert blythe, kate andrews, landon kirby, liv parker, mike warren, nell crain

[memetaped]

nonverbal starters prompts featuring nonverbal scenarios.

guide take them by the hand, arm, or shoulder to guide them.

shelter protect them.

shove push them.

loop drape an arm around their shoulders.

touch a gentle touch like rubbing their back, hugging them, holding their hand. 

kiss a kiss on the cheek, knuckles, forehead, in their hair.

palm smack them upside the head.

bed rest gently push them back down when they try getting out of bed.

aid help them with a task.

note pass a note to them.

cry wipe away their tears.

wash wipe something off their forehead, cheek, so on.

bandage patch them up when they get hurt.

heal take care of them when they get sick.

book silently read a story with them. 

carry pick them up. 

scrap punch them.

cherry find blood on them.

sit help them sit down.  

medical wake up in the hospital and find them holding their hand.

steer place a hand under their chin to make them look up. 

beat dance with them.

stare stare them down. 

off track get lost with them.

no shaking their head in disagreement. 

yes nodding their head in agreement.

rush tackle them to the ground.

open hold the door open for them.

[unchxrtxd]

accepting for cassandra pressman, dwight schrute, elle tomkins, gilbert blythe, kate andrews, landon kirby, liv parker, mike warren, nell crain

[unchxrtxd]

galaxydrcaming·:

@unchxrtxd·· (Landon & Hope) 

Hope had been enjoying the party more than she at first had been expecting to, her fake life was different than her real one so memories sometimes combined together, and with a number of familiar faces, she was hoping to stumble into someone, but until then, she could try and befriend some new people. “Would you like to dance?” She questions the man nearby, her hand sticking out towards him in case he does agree.

landon bit his lip, eyes staring at her cautiously. the trust was yes, he wanted very much to dance with her. she was pretty, and she exuded kindness, so what excuse did he have to turn her away? none, as far as he was concerned. “sure.” he smiled, holding his hand out for her. “what’s your name?” he asked curiously, hand extended towards her own.

[unchxrtxd]

closed starter  for @tilsvndown / harry hook !

they had come full circle. it had been over two years since they first met at a party, his stupid hook immediately catching her eye. they had flirted unashamedly, and she found herself actually falling for him despite every intention she had not to. because honestly? she knew she could do better than him. at least tyler lockwood didn’t have the iq of an idiot. at least he hadn’t flirted with everything with a pulse. it only made sense that she gave up on trying to date him after he’d taken things too far. 

liv hadn’t been trying to break up with him. they were trying to scare him, sure, but after a fight had blown up between the two of them, they lost it and ended things. but honestly? they hadn’t been expecting him to go out and get engaged. especially not in such a short amount of time. they loved him, and it had been too easy for him to move on. as they stared at him across the room, their heart caught in their throat, they realized how badly they’d messed up. taking another two shots at the bar, they straightened their dress before heading straight past him. “of course you’ve still got that fucking hook.” they commented as they brushed past him, their shoulder bumping against his. “oops.” they shrugged, pausing to look back at him with an unapologetic yet wounded look.

[unchxrtxd]

 closed starter for millie harcourt / mike warren !

liam loved millie. was that too much to sahy? probably. but he didn’t care. he’d fdowned three whiskey sour’s and didn’t have plans to lookj back. once he’d gotten his memores back, he distinctly regretted agreeing to marrying elizabeth. sure, she was amazing and sure, he liked her. but he didn’t love her. not like he loved millie. and just like that, it was liike she had been summoned by some powerful being. “millie harcourt? is that you?” he teased, a grin playing on his lips as he held his hand out for her to take. there was still so much for him to tell her, but it broke his heat knowing the truth might hurt her. he loved elizabeth, he really did. but somehting hurt inside her, something telling him that he wasn’t summosed to love her like this. “hey, mills.” he grinned as heis eyes landed on hers, arms wrapping around her waist automatically. “i didn’t think i’d see you here.” he admitted a teasing grin palying on his lips.

[unchxrtxd]

drunkcnsunlight​:

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation.  ( JORAH & CASSANDRA )

— one of the sociology courses that he was teaching for that semester had concluded its final session for the week several hours ago. after holding office hours briefly, jorah packed up his belongings. he was headed home for the weekend— but first, there was somewhere that he needed to stop. at the dwelling where CASSANDRA lived. it took him a brief amount of searching, to spot her place— given that he’d never been there before— but he found it. JORAH was not in the habit of knowing where his students lived, but he knew that this one would not mind. she was one of his favorites— someone who was always vocal in class, and who consistently encouraged her classmates to expand the grounds of their thinking on important subjects. after a single knock upon her door, jorah waited patiently. when she arrived soon thereafter to greet him, a light line-of-a-smile unfurled on his face. “CASSANDRA,” he greeted, knowing better than to continue to refer to her in the form of miss-followed-by-her-last-name. she’d informed him nearly from the start, that he did not have to be so FORMAL with her. “my apologies for stopping by unannounced.” jorah extended his hand, and produced her most recent term paper, folded neatly in two, so as to conceal her identity. “i thought that you might like to see the mark for your paper— prior to the onset of the weekend.” the female had been absent from class, which was rare for her. as a result, it raised some concern from her professor. “it has some of the finest ideas that i have come across.” once she had her paper, she could review his comments at her leisure. “forgive me, if you do not wish to answer,” jorah continued. he lifted his blue eyes. both of which were dotted with his genuine CARE. “i was worried when you did not show up to class.” there was no need for an apology. he simply wanted to know that she was okay. “is everything ALL RIGHT?” 

@unchxrtxd​​

cassandra was incredibly picky when it came to sharing about her weak heart. not even her significant other was in the know. while she knew sharing that information could potentially benefit her, she was rather comfortable with not being treated like fine china. had she been in west ham, she would have had her medicine and nothing to worry about. but in the twenties, unfortunately, the medication she’d been taking hadn’t yet been created. nor had pacemakers, which meant she had bad health days more often than she would have liked. usually it wasn’t bad--fatigue, shortness of breath, nothing she couldn’t handle. but when she woke up with a blue tint under her fingernails and lips, and a slight pain in her chest, she’d known there was no use in trying to get out of bed, which frustrated her endlessly. it was the last day of her sociology course, and she’d made it a habit of not missing up until this point. she’d been eager to say goodbye to her professor--he had easily become her favorite--and she made a mental note to visit him once she was feeling better. upon hearing the knock on her door, she rolled out of bed and ran a finger through her hair. “one second!” she called out, tossing on a robe before opening the door. a wary smile immediately spread across her lips upon seeing the aforementioned professor, eye’s lighting up automatically. “professor,” she greeted him, albeit slightly surprised. “it’s not a problem, i--” she cut herself off, taking the paper from his hands. she scanned over it quietly, her grin growing. “thank you. i had a lot of to say regarding interpersonal relationships.” of course, she usually had a lot to say about most things. but sociology was something she was incredibly passionate about, and she looked forward to taking another class of jorah’s next semester. “thank you for checking in. i really appreciate it.” she was being honest. aside from allie and westley, few people checked in on her. while she usually disliked being monitored constantly by the people she cared about, it did feel nice to know that her absence had been noticed. “and i’m sorry i wasn’t in class, i wasn’t feeling well. but everything’s fine.” she reassured him honestly, glancing behind her. she knew it would have been obvious she was ill from the moment she opened the door--the blue tint on her lips hadn’t lessened, and she was still sweating. there was no point in hiding it or trying to downplay the truth. he was a smart man, he would be able to tell she was lying.

[unchxrtxd]

cxtchingsxnrays​:

@unchxrtxd​ // landon 

Hope wasn’t sure how much time had passed since she had first been in Josie’s mind, which means she wasn’t sure how long it had been since she last saw everyone, but Landon especially. She wasn’t sure if Plan B had even worked, the last time she had seen him she had been so focused on saving Josie and helping Lizzy that she didn’t think it could have been the last time she saw him if everything went bad. Now though, she was in this world, and she had no idea if he was even here, or if he would even remember her. No, she couldn’t go down that road again, and if last time taught her anything, it was no matter what they always made their way back together. Though, if Hope had it her way, she would have already found him instead of wandering around the mountains. Maybe though, today was her lucky day. She would recognize that curly hair anywhere. “Looks like your still in one piece.” She finally called out when she was within speaking range.

after getting his memories back, landon had spent every day (when he wasn’t studying or working) looking for hope. she’d kept him going through some of his darkest moments, and without her he just felt... empty. she was the reason he’d broken up with mallory, and considering fate had it out for him, of course it had taken him so long to find her. and of course it was by accident. turning around at the sound of her voice, a smile found its way onto his face as his eyes met hers. “hope.” he breathed softly, eyes lighting up at the sight of her. “i could say the same about you.” making his way over to her, he cupped her cheek lightly with his hand. “i really missed you.” he admitted with an awkward chuckle, thumb brushing across her skin. 

[unchxrtxd]

goldenghosts​:

if he could stay up here in the mountains forever, he would. it was the closest feeling he’d gotten to being back in wolf trap. the times when he’d shut himself away from the darkness. or tried to. loading up seven dogs had been an adventure in and of itself, but will had managed to get them and himself up to their cabin in one piece. the first thing they had wanted to do was explore. he stood, hands shoved in his pockets, a smile on his face as he watched them run and play. it was one of the only times he felt content. safe. the dogs meant more to him than he could ever say. they were family, and he was thankful they’d somehow shown up here. winston and buster were always the first ones to greet strangers, and before he’d had time to signal them to come back, they’d run off and started barking at someone nearby. “winston! buster! here.” he ran over to them, an apologetic look on his face. “i’m sorry. they’re curious about new people.”

closed for @lcnelylcves || @bcssbitchs || @unchxrtxd​

elle loved dogs. she’d always loved them, but something about larger dogs immediately reminded her of charlie. her heart hammered in her chest and she took a deep breath, hoping to calm the anxiety riddling her. she was safe. campbell wasn’t here to hurt her or any dogs. she didn’t have anything to worry about. she continued to remind herself of that as she crouched down to pet the large dog, switching between petting him and the smaller one. “hi guys, where did you come from?” she asked in a soft voice, scratching behind his ears before she heard a man running up. her head snapped up immediately, caution etched onto her features. it faded slightly when she realized this was their owner, and she let out a sigh of relief. “it’s alright, i don’t mind.” she scratched both dogs’ ears, a hesitant smile on her lips. “i love dogs.” she admitted, pressing a kiss to winston’s head.

[unchxrtxd]

lcnelylcves·:

@unchxrtxd·

Luke wasn’t exactly used to being happy, but around Cassandra, sometimes he felt less like everything was pulling at him. He could almost forget about the loneliness and the anger he always felt, and since meeting Annabeth, the guilt. “Hey Cass!” He called out, a playful smile on his face as he launched a snowball straight into her face. Her lips were already looking blue from the snow, making him laugh. “Oh come on, it’s not that cold if you keep moving.”

cassandra was tired of being treated like some fragile doll that needed coddling. she was a person, and she had hopes and dreams of her own. her parents had ensured that she never do anything risky for her health, such as playing in the snow, but sometimes it became too much. she wanted nothing more than to be able to play in the snow with the man she loved, but it always felt like just when things got fun, her heart started acting up. “hey, handsome.” she laughed as the snow hit her in the face. she leaned over to pick up another snowball of her own, not realizing he was talking about her lips being blue until she straightened up. she sucked in a sharp inhale, blinking twice (though it didn’t help at all) before throwing the snowball back at his face with a laugh. “didn’t see that coming, did you?” she asked in a playful voice. she was used to being so serious all the time, it felt so incredibly good to relax even just a little bit.

[unchxrtxd]

shxdowofdarkness·:

“You know you could always ask someone for help you know?” He offers up. “Did you want me to get it down for you?”

“i couldn’t find anyone.” nell admitted, immediately feeling guilty for asking this of him. biting her lip, she couldn’t help but nod. “yes, please. i would really appreciate that.” she looked up at the hat, a wave of nostalgia washing over her. it looked just like the hat her mother had given luke when they were children, making her miss her family even more.

[unchxrtxd]

goldenghosts​:

even after she’d regained her memories and the knowledge that nell wasn’t really her cousin, it hadn’t changed her feelings. elizabeth still regarded her as family. it was nice to know there was someone here for her — when the past weighed too heavily on her mind. having grown up with three boys, it was a nice change. “there you are!” she exclaimed with a smile, her accent more prominent thanks to the champagne. elizabeth gave nell a quick hug. “i was hoping you’d come.”

closed for @unchxrtxd​ || nell crain

nell loved elizabeth, she really did. but now that she had her memories of hill house back, she wasn’t sure how her cousin would feel knowing she had another four cousins that weren’t really hers. the thing was, calling their relationship fake didn’t feel right. it had felt so real in the moment, so even when nell got her memories back she knew it would be impossible to forget about elizabeth. “eli!” the nickname slipped from her lips easily, and she returned the hug with a smile. “i’ve been looking for you all over. do you want to get a drink?” she asked, eyes shining.

[unchxrtxd]

cxtchingsxnrays​:

Allie turned quickly at the sound of her own sisters voice. She almost didn’t want to believe it was Cassandra standing in front of her. She remembered laying her sister to rest, stepping in to take her place, because it had to be the Pressman sisters, and if Cassandra could do it, Allie could do it. “Cassandra…” She finally set letting herself relax into her sisters arms burying her head into her shoulder allowing tears to well up in her eyes. “Is it really you?” She knew this world was crazy, after all she had been brought here, ripped from New Ham when they needed a new leader the most, so of course it would make sense that maybe this world was trying to make up for our terrible her life, was and bring back her sister. “I missed you so much…” She finally said, arms still wrapped tightly around her sister worried she would loose her again if she let go.

there was nothing cassandra regretted more in west ham than leaving allie. sure, they both had parents who loved them, but they’d always been close. and when the tour buses had driven them all back to west sham and they realized they were alone, cassandra had taken on a motherly role in allie’s life. not that much had changed, of course, from when their parents were still around. “it’s really me, allie.” she promised, holding onto her baby sister tightly. “i’m so sorry. i’m so sorry, allie.” it wasn’t her fault, she knew that. but she felt obligated to apologize for what happened because she knew how hard her sister must have taken it. “you better not have blamed yourself because it wasn’t your fault.” she whispered, arms holding onto her sister for dear life.

[unchxrtxd]

inxthexhallofxfame​:

Gabriel sucked in a breath as he saw the man do that…the shock quickly turned into a chuckle at the person’s face.  “You, sir, have the tact of a disgruntled goat”  

"you have clearly never seen a disgruntled goat before.” dwight snapped back, eyes sharp as he studied the other man’s features. “if you think this is funny, i consider you clean your ears. drink spiking isn’t a laughing matter. it could have been done at any point, and you could die.” he paused, eyes lighting up with amusement. “if you’d like to take your chances, go for it. i refuse to resuscitate you.”

[unchxrtxd]

bcssbitchs​:

“what did you just called me?” olaf’s eyes looked the other up and down, before deciding that she probably wasn’t anyone that interesting. just another of the doppelganger situation, for sure. “whatever it is that you called me, well.. that is not my name. count olaf, at your service.” and yes, perhaps he was more than drunk by now, but.. olaf couldn’t bring himself to care. he only wanted the publicity and if this one could bring her friends and this steve guy, whoever he was, to one of his plays well.. the more, the merrier. he wasn’t drunk enough to be unable to do that, for sure. “missed me? now, listen here, you doe-eyed freak.. i don’t know whoever you are, but.. i’ve never seen you before in my life.” okay, stop being a dick. bad publicity. “although, i suppose.. you can call me whatever you want, as long as you come to one of my plays and bring everyone you know.” he flashed her a smile that was horribly fake.. god, he needed a drink.

“oh.” she whispered, brows knitting together as she stared at him. this definitely wasn’t steve. while her brother had a tendency to be an absolute asshole, this was next level. she was tempted to speak up, to defend herself. she wasn’t a doe eyed freak, and the offense his words had caused were clear on her expression. she inhaled shakily, waiting for the oxygen to enter her lungs and calm her nerves before she finally spoke. “i’m sorry. you look like someone i know.” she apologized, flagging down the bartender for a drink. “i wouldn’t go to one of your plays even if the queen was there.” she replied softly, breaking eye contact. while nell had dealt with her fair share of assholes in her life, it never failed to throw her for a loop when it came to defending herself.