[wildflowersofruins]

scriptisarcanisx​:

He wanted to explore her fears more, so that he’d be able to formulate a way to comfort her. But the single world answer was more than enough to clue him in that there was too much in her head for her to even have that conversation. Anyway, his only job was to be there for her. And if that meant he just had to make sure she got there and gets back home safely, then he’d have accomplished it in a way. For the most part, he was just going to follow her lead. At the mention of her just wanting to catch up with some sleep, he nodded. “Yeah, of course.” He took a quick glance at her before he started the car. If rest was the only way she’d get peace of mind while they anxiously anticipated what was to come, he wouldn’t keep her from that. “Pull your seat back and just nap. I’ll be fine, I have Carrie Underwood for company,” he jested, trying to get a laugh out of her.

Thankfully, Ben already had the address and relied on the GPS to take them where they needed to go. When he was sure she’d already dosed off, he took a couple of glances her way. And when his eyes turned back to the road, his eyebrows met as his thoughts drifted. The songs that played in the background blurred out and he was left mostly alone with his thoughts. And even in his thoughts, she was there.

Chloe slept like a baby. Maybe it was the fact that she was exhausted, or maybe it was the fact that she knew, deep down, that her soul was at rest much more around Ben than it was around anyone else, which was such a wild contradiction to how her conscious mind felt, which spent so much time terrified that she was making up their connecting in her mind, and that any moment, he would leave her heartbroken.

Nevertheless, she blinked a couple of times to clearn her eyes and began looking around. “Man.. sorry I just felt asleep on you like that.” She said, turning the music down. “I was just... so exhausted.” She gently placed her hand of top of his at the stearing wheel, knowing he couldn’t really look at her, but rather at the road. “I just wanted to say again how greatful I am that you’re doing this with me. I would never have the courage to go on my own.” She sighed to herself, retrieving her hand and leaning back on the seat and looking at the road again. “I haven’t seen Rebecka in forever... she’s a senior now.. and Ruth... she was 1 when I left so she most be.... 5 years old now.” Was it really possible that this much had happened in just four years? “I don’t even know if she knows I exists...”

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Starter for @scriptisarcanisx​ How had she ended up like this. She hadn’t been drinking that much. Of course Noora knew alcohol would intoxicate you, but she had carefully observed how much the other people at the party had been drinking, and as far as she could remember, she had been drinking about the same amount. Yet she felt vobbly coming out of the taxi in front of the mansion she now had started to call home. She could have sworn an earthquake was happening, as the world seemed to spin around her, but judging from Will, nothing was happning. Making it through the front door, Noora started to wobbingly making her way towards the 1st floor master bedroom Will’s nan had moved into due to not wanting to climb the stairs every night. Sure, she had had a night off, but she had to check on her before going to bed, to make sure she was in bed, and safe. But before that, she had to take a break and steady herself, as her shoulder bumped into the wall. “Just... one second.” She said, holding up a finger to WIll. “I’m fine.”

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“Thank you, love,” she whispered as she turned around to place a soft kiss on his lips. Her smile faltered as he pulled away to sit down on his bed. She read the worry on his face before a word left his mouth. Carefully, Blesse sat right next to her boyfriend, concerned eyes never leaving his face. Her brows raise as he continued to explain what was plaguing him. She was quick to file away the immediate anger she felt when he questioned Chloe’s agency, and Ben’s motives. “I wouldn’t keep   Ben in my life if I didn’t find him worthy of my time,” she answered calmly. What Isaac needed, what Isaac was asking for, was assurance. That much she could give him. “Obsessed isn’t a term I’d use for Ben’s– affections for me,” she clarified. The psychology graduate knew that was a definite hyperbolic statement. One that she had to correct, either way. “If there’s something going on between Chloe and Ben, I promise you on my life Ben will respect every fiber of her being. If there’s nothing there, Ben isn’t the type to play with women’s emotions. Or people’s emotions in general.” She explained, quirking her lip to the side. “I wish you would see him beyond the distrust you have in your heart, love. But I cannot dictate how you feel. And I will never dictate how you should feel. In the very same way we can’t dictate how they feel either.” 

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Isaac looked deep into her eyes as she spoke, knowing deep down that she was right, she was always right. His eyes widened as she said the words “I wish”. The man would do anything to make her happy, so whatever came after those words would need to be remembered. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Ben, but rather that he didn’t trust her with Blesse, as the young man knew very well that Ben would have been the much more obvious choice if Blesse had followed her brain and not her heart. But then a thought crossed his mind, if Ben fell in love with Chloe, and he made her happy, which he seemed to be, then there would be no risk of him ruining or getting between him and Blesse. Perhaps it would be a double win. But then again, an anger arose in him, thinking about Ben fathering the child Chloe was expecting rather than Isaac doing it himself. What right did that nerd have to come in and play the hero after everything Isaac had done for her.

“You’re right.” He finally said, nodding slowly. It wasn’t easy to admit it, but at least he had done it. “But I swear, if he ever hurts her... or you... I’ll make him pay for it.” It was a threat he was ready to carry out, if he came down to it. “or anyone who tries to hurt you, for that matter.” He said, taking a hold of her delicate hand. “that’s a promise.”

Then he smiled, the only type of smile Blesse could bring forth. “On another note, I believe you told me you brought me a present.” He said, adding a smirk at the end. He’d love it no matter what, be it a rolex watch or a blowjob.

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closed starter for chloe as requested by @wildflowersofruins​​

Ben shoved the last bag inside the trunk of the car he had rented before closing it shut. His eyes flick from the car to the blonde sitting on the passenger seat, checking to make sure she was okay. Recently, he’d come to terms that he may have started to develop feelings for the girl. He didn’t know when it began, he just kind of knew when he was there. Now, most people would be excited to go on a trip outside of town with the one they like. But things were more than just complicated between him and Chloe. Besides, they were in Texas for a reason.

Gathering up his nerve, the male finally got into the driver’s seat. “We’re all set,” he nodded. “Got everything you need?” he turned to Chloe, assessing her face. “How are we feeling?” he asked, concern plain in his features if not in his tone of voice. He could only imagine how much emotions she was going through at the moment. She was, after all, going to see her estranged family for the first time in years. And they were going to drop in uninvited, so they couldn’t really gauge what direction today was going to go. All Ben knew was that come hell or high water, he was going to be there for her when she needed.

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Was she making a mistake? Would this only make matters worse? Those, and many more like it were the exact questions she had been asking herself for weeks, and more recently all of last night. The blonde had barely gotten an hour of sleep, but had simply been tossing and turning in her sheets. She had no idea how it was possible, but it felt as if her heartrate both skyrocketed, yet settled as Ben entered the car. Skyrocketed, because it meant it was finally time to go, yet settled because his aura and entire being always seemed to ground and calm her down.

She nodded in response to her question. She knew, looking into his eyes that he was the only thing she needed for this trip. In fact, it would probably never have happened without him. If she had him, she was good to go. For the second question however, she looked out of the window in front of them, letting out a shaking breath. “terrified.” It wasn’t pretty, but it was the truth. In any other situation, Chloe would usually have ten or twenty more words coming out her mouth to explain who she felt, but at the moment, she had none. Instead, she plug in her phone and began to play some Carrie Underwood. if she was going back home, she would at least allow herself to enjoy some old fashioned country.

“Thank you.” She finally said, looking over at Ben with a genuin and grateful smile. “I think... if its okay with you... I’ll just try and get some sleep. Cause I finally feel like I can actually get some.” With Ben, and music that brought her back to the careless times had calmed her enough to maybe silence her mind for a couple of hours.

[wildflowersofruins]

i'm really glad we met. ily

Idk who you are, but I love you too!!

[wildflowersofruins]

scriptisarcanisx​:

She kept still, listening to the sounds of the room as she closed her eyes. She was hoping something would clue her into what her boyfriend was going to give her. Her ears perk at the sound of a drawer opening. And something popped open– something that sounded awfully like a jewelry box. For a second she panicked that her boyfriend might propose to her– but she felt him move behind her and the worries dissipate. The peppered kisses made her skin come alive. The jewelry pressed against her skin, and she could already tell this was a heavy piece– an expensive necklace.

When her eyes opened, her fingers traced the diamonds that decorated her neck. A soft smile graced her lips, it was gorgeous. And when he mentioned that it was his mother’s, her smile only grew wider. It appeared to her that Isaac finally knew how to win her heart over every time he tried. The beautiful necklace, the moving sentiment, and the fact that it held value without him spending a single cent on her. Her hands wrap around his arm, somehow pulling him closer to her. “It’s beautiful, Isaac. I’m– I don’t know what to say.”

“You don’t have to say anything.” He said, smiling at their reflection in the mirror. “Seeing you wear it is enough for me.” His fingers went up to trace the outline of the jewelry. It was probably worth more than most things in the room, yet the most precious of anything in the house was the woman wearing it. And was ever-present, in the back of his mind, what a threat he had brought into her life by trying to help his friend. 

“Chloe..” She said, taking a step back and sitting down on the bed, gesturing for her to join him. “She has seemed to take a liking to Ben.. and... I just wanted to hear it from you.. that.... that he is good enough for her.” The words that came out of his mouth tasted bitter, but as much as he hated it, Chloe seemed happier after becoming Ben’s friend. It stung even more that Isaac didn’t seem to be enough for her anymore. “Its just.... creepy how obsessed with you he was and... I know Chloe... she is blind to any flaws when she is crushing on a guy, but... I trust you.” He said, with a slight smile. “You’ve always been good at reading people. Seeing what’s underneath.” And thank goodness for that, because he was a bit of a fixer-upper when they first met.

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scriptisarcanisx​:

A quiet bitter laugh escaped his lips when she rejected his offer to help so harshly. It was expected, yes– but that didn’t make it sting any less. He nodded, keeping his eyes on the woman without saying a word. He knew if he did, he’d just push her away. MJ lived his life in moments, and whether he admitted it to himself or not, there were many moments he would want to share with Amanda. But neither of them were very forthcoming with emotions. Neither of them had the nerve to let their walls down. One day, and hopefully soon, Amanda was going to have to allow someone to care about her. MJ pulled the covers off of himself and put on his boxers.

MJ sat back down on the bed, fully facing Amanda now. This sounded like a mess he didn’t want to get involved in, but if it meant that Amanda would feel better, he didn’t really have a choice now did he? And with the little context he got, he understood that it had to do with a violent ex. Whether it was hers or a friends, that made no difference. “I don’t really have history with framing someone, no,” the paramedic thought out loud. “As for averting people’s attention, that’s not usually very hard. Make up a lie that would get them off of your tail, and not tell them directly. Maybe tell someone you both know that you know can’t keep their mouth shut– or have them conveniently overhear a conversation. Just throwing ideas out there.” He didn’t even think to ask her to talk to the authorities if someone was in danger. He didn’t exactly have faith in the authorities.

“if only it was that easy.” Amanda sighed, feeling just as lost as before, but appreciating MJ trying to help out. Yet the feeling of being in need, or leaning on someone else, it was infuriating and gross. “I mean.. everyone seems to have made up their mind about who did what, and... they’re not wrong.. they just need to think they are.”

Her fingers tapped against her thigh as she was thinking. Why hadn’t she left already? She could plot out a solution on in the backseat of an Uber home, so why was she still in his bedroom. “Maybe i can figure out who he has been doing... transactions with... and see if any of them have had any questionable past or skipped some payments.” It was hard keeping it vague, although she felt like he knew exactly what she was talking about, she still didn’t say the word drug dealer. Yes, he knew perfectly well what crowd she used to hang with, and how she sold sexual favors to get by, but those things had still been left unspoken, it wasn’t something they brought it. Personal life was off the table. So then why were they talking.

“And then one we have someone else to blame... we’ll stage a conversation withing their hearing distance. And then.. “ She said, looking at his shirtless upper body. “I’ll make it up to you in the best way I know how.” A smirk made its way to her lips, knowing she was probably becoming to addicted to his physical touch.

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scriptisarcanisx​:

Benjamin could not help the surprise that was written all over his face at the woman’s invite. To him, it came out of virtually nowhere. Maybe they were just fast friends. Ben couldn’t deny the connection he had with Chloe ran deep, despite the fact that it’s only been about two months since they met. He was willing to do a lot for the woman, considering she’d been there for him during the worst of times. “When?” was the first question he’d thought to ask. “I mean, I would love to go and be there for you. But also, I’d have to be in New Jersey for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.” Honestly, there was nothing better than celebrating Christmas day with his nephews and nieces.

Ben took a deep breath and nodded, a smile tugging at his lips. Hearing Chloe talk about her family earlier, her decision to come home and see them was a brave decision. “I gotta say though, if they lock you up, they’ll likely just throw me in there with you because I’m not really very skilled at taking other people down,” he tried to jest, to ease her clearly rising nerves. “But, I will defend your honor to the best of my abilities,” Ben assured his friend. “Isaac doesn’t have to pay. I don’t wanna owe that guy anything. I’m down to go– I just need to be home for the twenty-fourth is all I ask.”

“No, I... I want to do it after Christmas, like.. maybe between Christmas and New Years, so that if it ends badly.. I get to start over a few days later.” She said with a lighthearted shrug, although her heart felt anything but light, thinking about facing her family. Despite this, her heart was light in that moment, like Ben was giving it wings to fly on. Being around Ben made it so easy to see a hope and a future. 

“Thank you.” She said, her voice almost breaking. She knew it was a shot in the dark, and that he had every reason to say no, but he hadn’t. She hadn’t scared him away. “I don’t know how I was so lucky to become your friend Ben, but I’m really happy I did.” Her eyes lingered on his, so beautiful and full of compassion. So soft and caring and so very different from her father’s gaze, that was strict and demanding and always scanning her for any physical shortcomings or secrets she wanted to keep from him. The more she got from him, the more she wanted. She wanted him to keep looking, to keep seeing her for who she truly was. She wanted to close the distance between him and melt into his arms and stay there forever. 

“Anyway...” She said, clearing her throat, pretending as if they hadn’t just shared an initimate moment of conversation and gift giving. “We should get back to the party, I am the hostess after all.” She stood up, tossing her curls over her shoulder. “Or as I like to call it, the hostess with the most’es.” A giggle escaped her lips, and she knew, in her heart, that she would be okay.

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When everything is uncertain, I will give you my hand.

Happy birthday, @wildflowersofruins 🤍

[wildflowersofruins]

my friend is so talented!!! Both as a writer and artists!! <3 thank you, Love!! Mahal Kita! 

[adriarps]

“Even if you come home late and I’m already asleep, just whisper in my ear one little thought you had today. Because I love the way you look at the world. And I’m so happy I get to be next to you and look at the world through your eyes.”

— Theodore Twombly, Her (via suspend)

[wildflowersofruins]

for isaac / if they could control one thing in the world, what would it be?

Ben, and then walk him off a cliff. 

In all reality though, it would probably be illnesses. That way, Isaac could take cancer, aids and all other dangerous and heavy deceases away from the innocent, and just sit back and watch the corrupt and evil elite get what they deserve. 

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for nora / did they have any fears growing up that they’ve since conquered?

Noora’s biggest fear was the one she decided to eventually face; Leaving the village. She was terrified it would mean dangers, criminals and being doomed to eternal hell for leaving her family behind, yet she did it anyway. She still wake up some days terrified by what she had done, but always manages to reassure her that she is fine, and that God isn’t out to get her.

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for chloe / what do they smell like? do they use perfume or cologne?

Chloe enjoys perfumes that smells fresh and flowery. Not anything heavy or sensual light roses, but rather a more light and flattering smell, just like her personality. 

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for amanda / what do they normally dream about? nightmares or nonsense?

Amanda is one of those people who never seem to be able to remember her dreams. Yet she remembers one dream in particular from her adult years. A couple of nights after Justin, her fiance, passed away, she had a dream he came back to her and got to say goodbye. But she had never told anyone about the dream, and to this day, she is not sure if it was just a dream, or a message from beyond that he was okay. I could be, right? Considering she usually don’t remember her dreams.

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send me a # to learn an unusual hc about my muse!

bonus points if you ask me to randomize it !

what’s your muse’s favorite album of all time / favorite artist?

how do they listen to their music? ipod, mp3, computer, cd, records, etc?

do they take baths or showers? do they prefer one over the other?

do they wear their hair down when they sleep, or tied up / braided?

how many blankets / pillows do they like to have on their bed?

what do they normally dream about? nightmares or nonsense?

do they wake up groggy or alert? do they like mornings?

what do they sleep in? pj’s, normal clothes, nothing?

what do they smell like? do they use perfume or cologne?

what shampoo scent do they like the best and why?

bar soap or liquid? do they like loofahs?

do they prefer sleeping alone or with someone else?

do they like the room cold or hot when they sleep?

do they stay up too late? do they like staying up?

do they know how to drive? do they like to drive?

do they prefer taxis / buses / subways, etc? or none of the above?

do they have pets? what kind? dogs, cats, etc?

do they prefer cats or dogs? or neither?

what are their phobias? do they have any at all?

what do they hate being teased about? are they teased often?

did they have any fears growing up that they’ve since conquered?

do they have a fear they want to conquer, but haven’t yet?

how do they show fear? sweating, shaking, blankness, anger, etc?

do they have a short temper? what’s most likely to set it off?

do they get scared easily? does loud noises, shouting, etc, scare them?

what are they most passionate about? what could they debate about for hours?

what do they never, ever want to speak of, ever?

do they have kids? do they want kids? if so, how many?

is there something they’d like to change about themselves physically?

is there something about their personality they want to change?

do they have good fashion sense? or do they just wear whatever?

do they critique others easily? do they judge from afar?

are they too hard on themselves over the little things?

are they the jealous type? what are they most likely to be jealous of?

are they possessive over their things? or over other people? both?

would they rather be alone or in a relationship?

what do they think about polyamorous relationships? would they do it?

do they have parents / parental figures? do they have a good relationship with them?

do they have siblings? if so, how many? do they like them?

do they have a big family or a small family? no family?

where would they want to live if they could live anywhere? why?

are they happy in their current living situation? why or why not?

do they like living alone or with another person / other people?

did they go to college, or are they attending? did / do they like it?

what’s their dream job / profession? do they have one?

if they could control one thing in the world, what would it be?

do they like tv shows or movies? or neither?

do they have social media? do they like it or hate it? obsess over it?

do they have a creative outlet? if so, what is it?

where do they see themselves in 2 / 5 / 10 years?

[wildflowersofruins]

scriptisarcanisx​:

MJ had his eyes closed, trying to catch his breath. Amanda just had this effect on him that had him reeling for longer and harder than anyone he’d ever been with. Normally, they would just lay in the quiet for a while. But tonight she stirred sooner than he anticipated, which meant she was in a rush to leave. The young man sat up, considering Amanda for a while. “If you have to go that’s fine,” he spoke, idly tracing the exposed skin on the small of her back. “But I can tell that something is wrong,” he spoke quietly.

Amanda had always been such a guarded creature. And MJ, no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t read her. At least, that used to be the case. Recently, he’d started to see behind her walls. He didn’t know whether it was because her guard slipped, or that she finally allowed herself to be vulnerable around him, or that he just got to know her soul from spending intimate nights with her. “I know we don’t really talk about things outside of the bedroom–” he lifted his head to look at her seriously. “But if you need help with anything, I hope you know you can ask me for help.”

“what gave it away?” She asked, looking back over her shoulder with an ironic look. “The leaving early or the needing to take care of something?” She said, lifting one eyebrow to probe a response. Then her attention returned to putting finishing putting on her attire from last night, standing up and turning around as soon as she was done. “Anyway.. If I needed your help, I would have asked you.” The words came out harsher then what she might have meant for, but at the same time, it was freaking her out that he was acting like this. This wasn’t them. They did offer favors that didn’t include a happy ending, and they surely didn’t talk about things. 

“Look.. if you’re.. getting attached.. then we can end this right here, okay? I don’t need another lost puppy to look after. I have three at home.” Which was only partly true, as Justin wasn’t a puppy anymore. She began walking towards the door, yet something within her didn’t seem to let her. So after a moment of self hatred, she turned back around. “Have you ever framed a person before? I need to avert people’s suspicion about a situation away from someone else before... well.. “ She said, shrugging while tilting her head to the side, indicating that something bad was going to go down. “Normally I wouldn’t care but... the person in danger isn’t really at fault her.. other than having a shitty taste in boyfriends.”