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My heart busts a nut every time someone tells me they saw something and thought of me

[irlhumangirl]

me: *spills my feelings* my brain: *slamming fists on table* REGRET REGRET REGRET REGRET REGRET REGR

[remembertheseplots]

we’re friends and i just playfully smacked your ass but wait did you just moan “daddy” / “mommy” ??

[uscless]

loveisliquor:

she shouldn’t be alone with him. there’s an energy that follows when she’s in a room with ali– a tense heated charge to rooms where she meets his gaze. it waxes and wanes in strength but it is always there. she shouldn’t be surprised to feel it– the familiar pulse of it–when she sees him again. she’d expected dead air, and silence. ali  is more logical than her– and she’s certain he knows all the reasons why they’re break up is an excellent idea. why they should go their seperate ways. none of this knowledge makes any of it easier. she blinks slowly as she takes him in– she is soaked from sudden rain– and shivering from the cold but she makes no move to say she needs anything.she wishes she looked more together. 

“thank you.” her words are clipped– and as cold as she is. she wants to apologise– say how she feels– but the words are stuck in her throat. she spots a record on the top of the box and glances at him with hurt in her gaze. “you– that was a present you don’t have to give that back. i don’t want it. i don’t want… things i gave you. just the odd sweater. or something… not gifts. those are yours.” 

              ali couldn’t help the thud against his chest as seeing her on his doorstep. she was cold, wet, and every nerve in his body was begging him to pull her close — but they were over with. clearing his throat, ali shrugs, trying to place on his hardened demeanor and just get through their conversation so he could go back to drowning himself in tequila. “ i don’t want it. sell it or something” he finished abruptly, knowing it’d hurt him if she gave it to anyone but him. he’d spent hours listening to the record, knowing it like the back of his hand. “i’m sure you have some clothes here or .. uh, you could borrow something of mine? you’re going to get sick in those clothes”. his face stoic, his eyes revealed more of what he was feeling — worried. 

[uscless]

luvbrat:

JUST HEARING ali’s voice made mia’s blood boil. all she wanted to do right then and there was wipe that stupid smirk off of his attractive face, but she decided to be the bigger person and disregard his remarks. just as she was about to grab her own drink, a larger hand beat her to it. twisting her head to the side, her eyes met the male’s obscure and dark orbs as he consumed her alcohol. she exhaled sharply, a frown marring her face, ❝none of your business.❞ a plain and simple response left her mouth as she prepared to leave the man she was once in love with. ❝actually, i don’t associate with pompous and egotistic assholes anymore,❞ declining his advances, she paid the bartender for the drink that was supposed to be hers before acknowledging her ex once more, ❝i hope you find someone else to dance with.❞ and with a sarcastic smile, she started walking away.

              ali was thankful for the slight buzz the liquor had given him, only enouraging him to mess with mia more. he figured he knew her limits after their time spent together so he’d know when enough was enough. ali reaches for her hand softly, his eyes meeting hers. “ i never said you had to associate with me, just a dance ” he smirked, eyes alit. “ it’s not like i’m asking you to fuck ”

[uscless]

phxonix:

Rukiyah knew that Ali wasn’t doing well even before she arrived. They had a lot of mutual friends and his recent escapades were nothing short of reported to her from several different sources. Although she had not intentionally checked up on him, it just so happened that she had left some stuff with him, which was a perfect excuse to force her way over and check in. Although she knew that she had no right to be in his business after breaking off their relationship, she still cared about him and wanted him to be okay. Yeah, they were both rough around the edges, not strangers to fast life or drinking, but she knew that the past few days hadn’t been fun for him, and that’s what worried her. “I will check. Not that I don’t trust you, there were just a lot of small things.” she explained, grabbing the box from the ground and going over to his couch, sitting down with the box on the floor next to her. “I won’t keep you long …” she trailed off, poking around in the box and going over a checklist in her head. Her eyes finally went up to him, there, still standing by the door as if waiting to usher her out as quickly as she’d come. Her shoulders dropped a little. “Come on, Ali, you won’t even look at me?” she questioned, cocking her head slightly. “I told you, I’m doing this for both of us. I love you, and we have fun, but I need to focus on law school. What were you planning if we didn’t break up? Following me to school? Undergrad is over and … it’s a new chapter now. We’re not getting any younger and I need to get serious if I’m actually going to change this world at all.” she went on, going back to looking through the box because she could tell that he didn’t want her here. She genuinely didn’t want to make things harder for him. “At least promise me you’ll stop this bender and take care of yourself. I didn’t mean to hurt you, and I wish you wouldn’t drown your feelings in pussy and liquor.”

            a soft sigh fell from his plush, pink lips. it was hard enough having to gather all of her things together, now he had to watch her go down memory lane. leaning against the wall, ali shrugs his shoulders. it’s not that he had anything against rukiyah, he knew exactly why she was doing what she was doing — he just didn’t want to lose her in the process. giving up, the raven haired man crossed the room and sat next to her on the couch, his eyes finally meeting hers. though her face spoke a different story to him, her eyes seemed alit with all the plans and dreams she had for law school. “ if you really loved me rukiyah, we would’ve made it work ” he spoke, watching as she rifled through the box of her belongings. he was bitter. anyone could tell he was, and his choice of coping wasn’t the best option but it was what he was used to, he liked it. “ first you dump me then you try and take away my pussy and patron ? you’re bugging babe” he laughed lightly, shaking his head. she wasn’t joking but ali clearly took it as one.  “ listen, you can go off to law school and do whatever it is you wanna do, don’t let me stop you. i’m good over here ”

[uscless]

i literally just got home so i need to eat, shower, etc. before i can come on here and tend to my drafts. i’m honestly exhausted so idk if i can reply to everything today, if not i will for sure reply tomorrow jsyk. also, replies to THIS would be greaaatly appreciated.

[lilmamabeyellin]

[uscless]

luvbrat:

AFTER HEARING the stranger’s familiar melodic voice, mia knew exactly who it was. all of the calmness she once had immediately evaporated and anger took its place. ❝definitely not,❞ she retorted, her facial features already showing annoyance. ❝fuck off. i was enjoying the night before you showed up and now you’ve ruined it.❞ a dark glare was pointed at the male before she turned away from him, ignoring his presence once more.

          ali couldn’t help the smirk that pulled onto his face as mias expressions changed. she had every right to hate him, but that didn’t mean he was going to take her advice. thanking the bartender, ali swiped the drink she’d ordered, taking a sip from the glass. “ you should really watch your mouth ” he finished off her drink, knowing she’d have to wait for the bartender to come back to order another one. “ so, who’re you here with ? ” eyes scanned the dark club quizzically, as if whoever she came with would be holding a giant sign stating ‘she’s with me’. they were broken up, he shouldn’t care, yet the thought of mia dancing on others brought a NASTY taste to his mouth. swallowing the bitter tang, ali smiles in mias direction, fully taking in what she was wearing — instantly regretting ever letting her go. “ dance with me ” he challenged, “ or you too scared you’ll fall again ? ”

[gongjuz-archive-blog]

ok but,,, i want a “ i didn’t tell my family that we broke up & they keep pressuring me to bring u home for the holidays, so can u pretend u don’t hate me & come with me ? “ kind of plot pls give me

[denisvilleneuve]

u like boys or girls?

doesn’t matter cos no one likes me back

[uscless]

open : f / nb

               it had been three days. three days since ali had been dumped. his exterior spoke nothing, a hard shell that radiated confidence and mystery. he had spent the past three days ( and would continue the days to follow ) drinking, fucking, acting like the other meant n o t h i n g to him. that’s how he chose to deal with the bruise to his ego, the loss of a love he wasn’t too familiar with. when his ex texted him letting him know they’d be on their way to get the things they’d left behind, ali cursed. one look at the other would create a small crack in the exterior he had worked so hard to cement —that’s all it took. gathering the left over belongings, ali shoved the box by the door, not wanting the other to stay too long, just get their stuff and g o.

              deep breaths fell from plush lips, pulling the door open as a knock radiated through the hollow home. stepping aside to let the other in, ali cleared his throat, dry all of a sudden. darkened eyes not meeting the other, ali shoved the box in their direction, and his hands back into his pockets. “ everything should be in there. you’re welcome to check though ”

[uscless]

( based on THIS )

             groans left impatient, pouty lips as slender legs kept a consistent rhythm, tapping away at the floor. her roommate was taking forever and they were going to be late for class. a ping rang through the empty car, a text from the absent roommate letting anastasia know she was sick and to go on without her, she’d copy her notes later. brown orbs rolled in her head, FRUSTRATED that she’d wasted her time waiting for her when she could’ve already left — now she’d never find a park. it only took the brunette half the time it usually did to arrive to her campus, her exasperation the cause of her lead foot, speeding through traffic. it was the first day of classes back from winter break, causing the class hall to be packed with students. it was a struggle to find a seat and stas threw the idea of locating someone she actually knew away, she didn’t have time for that. deep breaths fell as she finally plopped into a seat close to the front of the classroom. not only was she actually looking forward to this course, she could hardly see if she sat farther back than the first two rows. a hand raking through long locks, the femme calmed herself before class could start. reaching into her bag for her belongings, anastasia choked on an exhale, eyeing the professor as he walked through the door — “ FUCK me ”.

[invxgorate-blog]

WHEN YOU REALLY WANT TO RP WITH SOMEONE BUT UR AFRAID THEY THINK UR ANNOYING SO U STAY IN THE SHADOWS WITH A BROKEN HEART GOD DAMMIT

[idunnohaveameme]

reblog if you’ve been in the rpc since 2012 or earlier

[mindsmade]

idunnohaveameme:

how many of us old fucking farts are on here? remember when we used fucking giant ass gifs for icons and there was no small texted/formatted threads?

[remembertheseplots]

i know you probably don’t know that i have a crush on you, but do you really have to walk around the apartment practically naked ??

[sexanax]

i want him deep in my……………………..heart