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Jealous messages
  • [MSG]: Did you have fun with you-know-who last night?
  • [MSG]: I guess my company doesn't interest you any more.
  • [MSG]: What do you see in that guy/girl?
  • [MSG]: (S)he's kind of hot... you think?
  • [MSG]: Is he bigger than me?
  • [MSG]: When's the wedding?
  • [MSG]: I heard you and ___ are an item.
  • [MSG]: Is there... someone else?
  • [MSG]: I never agreed to an open relationship!
  • [MSG]: Does she do that thing that I do for you?
  • [MSG]: I see you'll flirt with just about anyone.
  • [MSG]: I'm a fool for thinking I was special to you.
  • [MSG]: How serious is it between you two?
  • [MSG]: You've been spending a lot of time with ___ recently.
  • [MSG]: So you tell all girls/guys that, I see.
  • [MSG]: So that's your type, huh?
  • [MSG]: Who's better in bed, me or him/her?
  • [MSG]: I can't bear to see you with someone else.
  • [MSG]: You're just a slut.
  • [MSG]: Just curious... not like I'm jealous or anything...

((do I owe anyone a reply cause ill look for them when I get back home so like this is if I owe you one))

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((hr got upstairs and I couldn’t find him but walked into my room and saw him like this id say waking up was a good idea))

CLOSED RP//ask—bertl

ask—bertl:

"I always kind of figured I wouldn’t meet someone, just going from my luck anyways." Long fingers pulled at his shirt sleeve. He really liked her laugh. If only he had enough courage to tell her he did.

"There’s someone out there for everyone. I’m sure you’ll find someone." She gave him a reassuring smile. "You’re cute how could you not." She blushed a little, looking down embarrassed.

midnightfreckles:

It had been a long time since Marco had been in that accident, though it felt more like an eternity in his head. Some of the inside word bled into his dreams every once and a while, adding more colour to whatever reality was forming inside his comatose mind. He didn’t dream much of his family… No, usually the main focus of his dreams was a different girl. A girl he had never met before. She didn’t do much on the dreams, just sat with him and read a book out loud. The sound of her voice soothed him in a way he didn’t completely understand.

Over the year, the dreams of this girl had become more frequent, even happening when Krista wasn’t actually reading to him, but he didn’t know that. In his dreams, her face was never visible, hair and shadow always covering it, but her voice always shone through. The smell of her shampoo and the occasional touch of her hand came through the coma as well.

Every other time, anything she read or said or did to him, Marco didn’t move. He didn’t react to any of it in a way Krista could see. This time, though probably just his brain testing out its connections, Marco blinked. It was behind his eyelids so it wasn’t too noticeable, but it was a reflex he hadn’t used in a year. Again, just his brain checking things out.

She smiled sadly a little, getting the same response she had had for months. Nothing. She didn’t know why she had expected anything else. He had been like this for so long, she didn’t even know if he would wake up at all.

"I got a cat the other day. A little black and white kitten. I don’t know why but I named him Skittles." She laughed a little to herself. "Maybe to add a little colour to him. Do you like cats Marco?" 

It was nice asking him questions. She knew she wouldn’t know the answer but it felt like it was something she would do if he was awake. 

((it’s nice to know that i 90% sure i’m gonna have to phone up my uni to see if i’ve passed my first year cause i know for a fact that my tutors wont email me time. I have this feeling theyll email me the day before or something))

CLOSED RP//ask—bertl

ask—bertl:

kristaxlenz:

ask—bertl:

"I go to Kings University, Is that also where you go?" He assumed that’s probably where she went. It was the only place that could be 10 minutes away. He always had a knack for art, he wasn’t very good at it but, if she was that’s a A+ in his mind.

She nodded. “Yeah. It’s a bit far from home but I seem to have settled in ok. It’s a nice place.” She stayed quiet for a while before speaking again. “Though, I’ve never seen you around before..” How could I have missed a cute guy?

He was glad to be feeling a bit more comfortable around the girl, she was easy to talk to for him. “I’m in my 3rd year, so that could be why. Or maybe we were meant to meet at the coffee shop so our undying love for one another would be born.” His face lit up, not with excitement but with a strong embarrassing blush. “Kidding, of course.” 

"Like in the movies." She laughed. She covered her mouth slightly, laughing into it. "That’s honestly how I imagined I’d meet someone." Realising what she said she added, "I watch too many chick flicks."

Reblog if I’m allowed to send you in character asks even if we have never talked before.

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CLOSED RP//ask—bertl

ask—bertl:

"I go to Kings University, Is that also where you go?" He assumed that’s probably where she went. It was the only place that could be 10 minutes away. He always had a knack for art, he wasn’t very good at it but, if she was that’s a A+ in his mind.

She nodded. “Yeah. It’s a bit far from home but I seem to have settled in ok. It’s a nice place.” She stayed quiet for a while before speaking again. “Though, I’ve never seen you around before..” How could I have missed a cute guy?

closed rp//midnightfreckles

Krista didn’t know why she read to him. She knew he couldn’t say whether he liked it or not. But she hoped he could hear her even if he was unconscious. He’d been like it for just over a year. Yet Krista hadn’t stopped coming by his room for an hour each day.

She felt kind of sorry for him. At first he had a visitor everyday, but over time they had come by less and less until they had stopped coming completely. Leaving Krista the only one who entered the room, except the doctors and nurses. 

She placed a hand gently on his that had stayed by his side. Having the book on her lap she spoke softly to him, hoping he could hear her. Sometimes she spoke about what was happening in the world or even about what she did the night before. All she knew about him was his name, but it seemed like she had known him for ages. 

"You’ll wake up soon.. Right?" She rubbed her thumb over his hand a little, in a comforting gesture.

renouveleefoi:

This took me a good minute to actually scroll through please just cut your threads it’s not rocket science.


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During a thunderstorm Muse A shows up on Muse B’s doorstep, soaked, shivering and bloody. The only thing they remember is Muse B.