𝙸 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚁

𝒘𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒔 / 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒌

[goldengauntlet]

[wickedwyrms]

txt.punk    /     sent     –     i’m the brain, you’re the body so .... i gotta have the ideas.

txt.punk     /     sent     –     in an easter egg? excuse me?

txt.punk     /     sent     –     you could at least spend $10 to buy one at clair’s.

txt.punk     /     sent     –     considering the food is going to be for free already ... 

txt.punk     /     sent     –     dude ... where are we even going to eat?!

[wickedwyrms]

                    it was the first time they shared an intimate touch and pete, deprived of love, deprived of attention, deprived of the hands of somebody who cared about him, he soaked up every second of it. not that he would ever admit that or show it even. it would be his own little secret. but when his palm pressed against her’s that was maybe even the highlight of his adult life. it was, until she slipped from his fingers quicker than he thought she would and really, the reason was so stupid. the situation quickly turned into a ridiculous demonstration of power from her father’s side and pete didn’t love it one bit. he’d never done well with authorities and his father in law would be no different. soon to be father in law.

the blond stepped up to the older man, not in an impolite way and yet determined as he wrapped his hand around his wrist to drag it away from kat’s arm. “there is no need for that.” disgusted in a way, pete shoved away the hand which had touched his lover. “they’re just flowers. who the fuck cares what color they are? if she wants red and whatever just let her have it. they’re just flowers.” and maybe he should have been a little more careful with his words, should have been a little nicer since the man still had every power to call the wedding off. but honestly, pete couldn’t stand the way the man was pushing his fiancé around. he hated it like he had hated when his own father told him what to do. so he couldn’t just stand there and watch the scene.

[wickedwyrms]

♡;       my muses page is all set finally. some of the boys had to go,   a new lady joined.   NOW PLEASE LET ME WRITE MY GIRLS thank you.

[jonmoxlcy]

[debbiechanclub]

*shrug*

[wickedwyrms]

                    with a massive sip the blond emptied his glass. he was done with the night. embarrassed in front of the elders and rejected by the woman he adored. a weird mixture of grief and rage thundered inside his chest, causing his facial expression to be blank and his body language to lack emotion. “you are correct. it wasn’t fair. but i appreciate the apology.” he did. truly. but it didn’t change the way he felt now. torn between wanting to feel happy that he owned her and anger that she refused him so much, blue eyes avoided her. 

instead, pete patiently waited for her to finish her drink too. “we should go. i will escort you home and will meet you tomorrow to look at the location our parents have decided on for the wedding.” even though the british man still felt the distance between them, he rested his warm palm on her lower back when they entered the building again to speak their goodbyes. only when they sat in the car and the driver hit the road, he took his hand away, breaking the act. with nobody but them around he didn’t need to pretend like the evening had gone the way he wanted.

[wickedwyrms]

                    the kiss to the neck tickled but she didn’t pull away. not when the way his beard scratched the sensitive skin there felt as good as it did. hm ... she remembered the exact same feeling on a different part of her body just a few hours ago and felt a smile coming to her lips at the memory. before she could dive into lusting after her man though, the blond brought herself back into the conversation. “you don’t like me because i’m a nice girl, idiot.” she teased. “and you only want to wrestle in the rain because you want to see me getting wet. but honestly? i won’t complain. because if i’m getting wet then you are too and that’s a sight i won’t complain about.” turning her head just a little bit, leah placed a kiss on his head, one hand coming up to start scratching his scalp with her long nails. “because the last time i accidentally left a mark on you, you claimed i was trying to kill you. you suddenly enjoy it again, mister?” amused slightly, she continued to watch the city in front of them.

[wickedwyrms]

                    part of him wanted to believe that he deserved the way she yelled at him. the other part felt treated with injustice. after all, it was out of his hand to be with her. he wanted it. but roman was the head of the table and he demanded kat for himself. so there was no chance for him and the brunette. and if roman just knew about what had happened between them? jey knew he’d be banned from the table. the same would happen if he allowed her to walk home alone. he’d been given the responsibility to take care of her when the older one couldn’t be here and he wasn’t about to break the rules again. with his heart heavy, he sighed, shaking his head, all of the usual playfulness and jokes were gone now. “i know that you’re angry. but you also know i can’t just let you ... go.” and the double meaning of that caused a sweet pain in her chest. “if you don’t want me to drive you i’ll have to call roman so he can pick ya up.” how ridiculous. like kat was a child. jey thought the treatment she was getting was stupid but it wasn’t his place to question roman’s decision.

[archersbadrpmemes]

I have been noticing a lot of people being too nervous to talk to their mutuals when they want to roleplay with them soooo..

Please reblog this to tell your mutuals IT IS 100% OKAY to come up to you and tell you straight off the bat that they want to roleplay with you. In fact, it’s highly encouraged to tell you any thread idea that comes across their mind!

[wickedwyrms]

                    he needed a bit longer than she did until he found back into the real world fully. for a moment the samoan allowed himself to just lay on his back and look at the ceiling of the bedroom. slowly, he realized that this had been his last night in this house for quite a long time. maybe forever. but the worry, he decided not to let it get to him. at least not as much as it was getting to kat. one of them had to keep a cool head and he knew she wouldn’t be able to do that. so, once he’d gotten up, brushed his teeth and splashed some cold water in his face he was ready to be her rock in the storm.

“you go make your calls.” voice still sleepy he stepped into the kitchen area. “i’ll quickly make some eggs.” the coffee mug was brought to his lips and he sighed in relief at the bitter taste. everything would be okay. it was a risky plan they tried to get through with but they would be okay. or at least he wanted to believe that.. while kat vanished he started to prepare some eggs for them to make sure they’d be getting in a good breakfast before they hit the road.

[wickedwyrms]

                    did the taste of the tea really matter to him? would he even be able to taste the taste ... probably not. because after the red liquid from her arm had spread on his tongue he knew that all he’d be tasting for the rest of his life was blood. the iron taste of it stuck on his lips forever. sharp teeth bit at the insides of his cheeks like it would change anything. with his head still far away, still clouded with worries and fears, rollins followed her wordless to the small space she had described to him. under different circumstances he would have described the guest room as dreamy. not enough to spend his life in forever but if he would have come here on a vacation he sure would have enjoyed the stay in the book shop. if only the circumstances weren’t as they are ... heavily, he sighed, stepping inside to come and sit down on the bed. a deep melancholia spread inside of him. already seth missed his old life, his home, his family. he missed how ordinary and boring each day of his life had been so far. and the knowledge of never regaining that hurt him deeply. sad eyes stared onto the floor, clearly distant and detached from reality. “thanks for letting me stay.” he choked out, not sure whether he was yet ready for the conversation the needed to have. 

[wickedwyrms]

                    kota liked to think he was a fair man. a forgiving soul. the countless times he had forgotten about kenny’s betrayal were just one piece of proof to that. but maybe it was exactly that, the fact that people knew about this character trait of him so well, which caused him to trip yet again. azin just like anybody else knew, he would easily forgive. a bitter realization which caused a taste of bile on his tongue. 

her palm connected with his but the dark haired male’s face remained blank and really, after a few seconds, he pulled away his hand. kota didn’t want the physical connection, didn’t want to step into her trap again. 

“you have made your decision and you wanted to blame me for it. but the truth is, i was blind. at least have the decency to let me go in pride now.” the words were bitter, none of his usually soft tone left. the facts were simple. az had plaid him. and now he needed to deal with the aftermath of it.

[wickedwyrms]

♡;       so   ...   i’m still working on slowly crawling out of my anti social hole and bringing this blog back to full activity.   but i’m going to get my last drafts done today and then i’ll be adjusting my muses page.   i already got rid of a few faces so now is a good moment to add some new once which my creativity has spiked for.   staaaaaay tuned,   lovelies.

[soulrph]

texting prompts.

not requested but there's something about a text thread, isn't there? anyway, these are a mixed bucket, i'll deffo post more of these, but for now, here you go, bon appetit, and if you wanna make them texts to a wrong number?? all the better! just make it clear for the person receiving it!

( sms ) : hey! is this [WRONG NAME] from the club last night?

( sms ) : wait right there, i'm on my way

( sms ) : sorry, who is this?

( sms ) : so... last night was fun.

( sms ) : can i come over?

( sms ) : did i leave my underwear at your place last night?

( sms ) : i am having the WORST / BEST day!!

( sms ) : we need to talk.

( sms ) : i'm in. whatever it is you're planning, i'm in.

( sms ) : you awake?

( sms ) : i miss you.

( sms ) : i'm sorry.

( sms ) : wanna hang out later?

( sms ) : it's honestly insane how much i love you.

( sms ) : i'm worried about you.

( sms ) : please don't say i told you so...

( sms ) : you know how you totally adore me?

( sms ) : got any plans tonight?

( sms ) : i know it's three am but i got donuts and i'm outside.

( sms ) : i'm outside. come on. we're going out.

( sms ) : i'm boooooooooored.

( sms ) : i can't sleep.

( sms ) : i know it's late, but... would you like to go for a walk with me?

( sms ) : where are you?

( sms ) : i love you.

( sms ) : are you really okay?

( sms ) : please don't shut me out. i can tell when something's bothering you.

( sms ) : can you come pick me up please?

( sms ) : this date is a total disaster. can you call me with a fake emergency?

( sms ) : why have you been acting so weird lately?

( sms ) : you know you can tell me anything, right?

( sms ) : not to sound like a tv trope, but i need a plus one for a wedding this weekend. you in?

( sms ) : wanna do fake proposals at fancy restaurants for free food?

( sms ) : wanna go on vacation together?

( sms ) : i got arrested and it's a hilarious story but i really need you to come bail me out first.

( sms ) : what the hell happened last night?

( sms ) : i don't wanna be alone tonight. can i stay at your place?

( sms ) : i got a code red situation.

( sms ) : what's shakin, bacon?

( sms ) : what should i have for dinner tonight?

( sms ) : it's so boring when you're not around.

( sms ) : so... the drunk voicemails i left you last night... you totally listened to them, didn't you.

( sms ) : i love you but if you ever eat my bagel bites again...

( sms ) : wanna go out tonight?

[sparenoneaa-deactivated20230123]

                           𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍

indie highly private and selective, mutuals only  multimuse ft. muses from supernatural, the originals,  harry potter, disney and more!

                                        as loved and cherished by lindsey

[powertobite-moved]

𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗆𝗎𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗂𝗆. 𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆

                                                          x. x. x. x.