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For anyone who missed it.

#𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆 (ooc) #𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒑 (queue)

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I’m so excited to continue writing lmao

#𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆 (ooc)

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y’all i am working on the new blog as i will be moving I’M SORRY thank y’all for dealing w me

#𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆 (ooc)

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listen y’all...I am stressed and overwhelmed and I might move blogs again SHDHNSJKD

#𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆 (ooc) #𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒑 (queue) #this is apparently my stress response now

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“there is frequently POISON in FORTUNE's gifts”

                          indie oc rp                                                  multimuse                                                                      multiverse

                                                                                                     as loved by xy

#i love them #they’re fantastic and their writing is fantastic #follow them!!! #𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒑 𝒘𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 (promo) #𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒑 (queue)

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    concerned meme

“ are you okay? ”

“ you don’t look so good ”

“ sit down, you look faint ”

“ have you eaten today? ”

“ please, just rest for a minute please ”

“ i’m worried about you ”

“ what the hell happened? ”

“ did someone do this to you? ”

“ what’s wrong? ”

“ how long has this been going on? ”

“ why didn’t you tell me? ”

“ i can’t not care about you ”

“ don’t tell me you’re fine. this is not fine ”

#my muses hate concern #stress them out #𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 (ask memes)

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𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 !

For the tough-hearted who wants incredible angst that could fit either a platonic and/or romantic scenarios. Feel free to change the pronouns / sentence structure according to your preferences!    TRIGGER WARNING:  Mentions of deaths.

i. leaving / left.

“Wait, you’re leaving…?”

“[Name] just told me. You’re gonna leave?”

“…where are you going?”

“I didn’t wanna believe [Name], but you’re really leaving, huh.”

“I don’t understand why you didn’t tell me sooner.”

“I don’t know what to say, do you want me to wish you good luck or something? ‘Cause I hate this. I hate every part of this.”

“I don’t… I don’t want to let you go.”

“Please don’t go.”

“Why can’t you stay?”

“Is it because of me? Am I not enough?”

“Did I do something wrong?”

“You have to let go of me.”

“No, no, just — just one second longer, please. Let me hug you for one more second—”

“No, don’t tell me it’s okay, it’s not okay, you’re leaving me!”

“…will you be gone long?”

“You won’t come back, will you?”

“There’s the train / plane / taxi. I — I gotta go.”

“You’re really not saying goodbye?”

“All you left me was a letter, saying you’re sorry. You’re pathetic.”

“If you love me, please don’t go.”

“I’m really trying not to put my abandonment issues on you, but I’m fucking scared, okay? I’m scared you’ll leave. And you are.”

ii. dying / died.

“Wait, wait, wait, hold on. Hold on. This can’t be real, can it? You can’t be… You can’t be dying.”

“This is some sick joke, right? You’re not really sick. This is some kind of prank? ‘Cause— cause this isn’t funny, [Name], you can’t—”

“No, no, no, I love you, please — please come back.”

“No, please, no. Don’t fall asleep. No, open your eyes, come on, look at me—”

“I wish we had more time.”

“Every day I come in here knowing that one of these days that damn bed will be empty and every time, I feel like screaming and wishing I could tell the universe to take me instead, but they won’t. It’s you. They’re taking you. So tell me how I’m supposed to live with that?”

“You die, I die.”

“I don’t think I can go home knowing I won’t see you around anymore.”

“You’ll be fine. You’ll be okay. You’re just a little cold. Right?”

“I’m sorry I didn’t do much before. I would’ve taken you everywhere. I would’ve loved you right.”

“I wish you could’ve just broken my heart in the normal way. At least you’d be alive.”

“I’m telling the nurse I’m staying by your side tonight. I don’t care if it’s not allowed, I’ll fight them.”

“We’re running out of time.”

“Anything’s better than this. Than you, gone. What am I supposed to do without you, huh?”

“Listen to me, you are the most important person in my life. I’m sorry you’re going through this.”

“I don’t want you to see me like this…”

“If you must die, die knowing your life was my life’s best part.”

“Maybe in another life.”

“The doctors said I don’t have much time left. I - I’m sorry.”

“I just saw you. You were — you were laughing. You can’t be gone.”

iii. separating / separated.

“So, this is it, huh?”

“…for all it’s worth, I loved you. So much.”

“I’m sorry for what I did.”

“You deserve better. You always have.”

“Tell me this isn’t you breaking up with me.”

“I still remember the first time I saw you…”

“Please don’t cry, please, I—”

“C’mon baby, don’t — don’t make this harder than it is.”

“Don’t cry with me, stupid. I thought this was mutual.”

“I can’t believe you’re breaking my heart like this.”

“We had a good run, didn’t we? We really loved each other, right?”

“IT’S OVER, DO YOU HEAR ME?! WE’RE DONE!”

“If you show your face around me the second time, I will kill you.”

“Who would’ve thought we’d ended up here. Hating each other.”

“We were… we were so in love.”

“It’s not even about the other person, it’s us okay? It’s us. We’re a problem.”

“I don’t wanna hurt you. Not more than this. I’m sorry.”

iv. miscommunication.

“You fucking ignored me. You didn’t even tell me why!”

“So now that you’re in deep shit, you suddenly remember me again? How convenient!”

“Fuck you! FUCK YOU! I NEEDED YOU! AND YOU WEREN’T THERE!”

“I don’t know why we stopped talking. I wish you would just tell me.”

“You won’t even look me in the eyes anymore.”

“Did I really hurt you that bad? I didn’t know.”

“You never said anything! Every time you’re angry or sad, you just kept it in!”

“I never knew what you were thinking.”

“I’m so tired of reaching out only to realise I’m grasping on thin air.”

“Why can’t we just talk like we used to?”

“Things were so easy back then.”

“You’re not the same person I knew.”

“…I still care about you, you know.”

“You just left. I didn’t why. I didn’t know what happened.”

“I wish things were different.”

“You’re giving me the cold shoulder again. How typical.”

“You know what you did wrong? You didn’t believe me.”

“I just wanted you to be there. I just wanted to know that I wasn’t alone. And you failed.”

“Look, can we… can we not talk about this now? Please?”

“I’ve been trying to talk to you, but it’s like I’M TALKING TO A BRICK WALL!”

v. betrayal / betrayed.

“I trusted you.”

“You trust me? Honey, that’s your fault.”

“You’re looking at me like I’m your biggest mistake. I already know I am.”

“You fucking manipulated me. You made me believe you.”

“So all those times we spent together? That was, what, for show?”

“I thought… I thought we were friends.”

“I thought we had something special.”

“You were like a brother to me!”

“I never really had anybody before. But then you came. I shouldn’t have known even you would screw me over.”

“SCREW YOU! DON’T EVER SHOW YOUR FACE TO ME AGAIN!”

“You’re not even moving. You’re THAT shocked that I did this to you? You must’ve really trusted me.”

“I — I didn’t want to. But I had to.”

“It wasn’t easy, you know? I… I really liked you.”

“Oh, stop playing victim. You had this coming.”

“You’ve always treated me like shit! And now you’re surprised I would do this to you?!”

“It wasn’t all fake, what we had. You were just not my endgame.”

“I can’t believe I shared my food with you. Turned out, you’re just a scheming scumbag, like the rest of them!”

“It’s my fault. I put my faith in you. They warned me not to.”

“Believe you? Yeah. The last time I did went SO well.”

“I’d rather walk into an ongoing traffic than to trust you again.”

“I let you into my life and you did this…? I should’ve known.”

“Please tell me this isn’t true. You wouldn’t do this to me, would you? Would you?”

vi. misc scenarios.

[Text] I hate you. 

[Text] I keep calling you hoping you’d pick up. Or text you, hoping you’d reply. But I know you won’t.

[Text] I’ve still got your stuff. What should I do about it?

[Text] I wish I could say I hate you, but we both know I’m lying.

[Text] I don’t wanna fight, I wanna see you.

[Text] I know we’re not talking, but I miss you.

[Text] Dumbass. I’ve always loved you. Leaving you was the hardest thing I ever did.

[Text] I wish it didn’t end the way it did.

[Text] I’ll always have your back. Even after everything, okay? Always.

#𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 (ask memes)

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going through a really bad break up and answering the door for your pizza in a baggy t-shirt and your underwear because you have nothing left to lose and the pizza boy is genuinely very concerned about you being okay so he assures you he’s not a serial killer and invites you to get dressed and ride shotgun in his shitty silver car while he delivers pizza for the rest of the night and he listens to you talk and tells you how much off an idiot your asshole ex was

#𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 (wishlist)

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sure, eliza schuyler is that girl. the one who was cheated on, the one they all whisper about, however, right now she’s drunk. this has been her almost constant state since the break up, numbing her feelings because they’re too painful to address. she doesn’t want to cry over them, over the pain they caused, so she drinks. the female is absolutely hammered, no thoughts spared for her broken heart as she dances on a table. eliza gets a bit distracted, and slips on her feet, off the edge of the table. she doesn’t even have the coordination to try and catch herself.

#cryfits #𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 (eliza) #𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 (eliza ; conversations) #𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒇𝒊𝒕𝒔 (eliza ; arlo) #𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒇𝒊𝒕𝒔 (eliza & arlo ; thread 001) #tw alcohol #alcohol tw

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kasen didn’t usually pay attention to the people who got near him because they couldn’t see him anyways. sometimes it was fun to see peoples lives up close. honestly he sometimes got some juicy gossip – but when the girl who walked up to him looked straight at him and then LITERALLY spoke to him, he couldn’t help but jump and let out a little scream. he was the ghost, wasn’t he the one who was supposed to scare people? “you can see me!” he stated in shock. for as long as he had been wandering around nobody had ever been able to see him. “how can you see me?” he asked, wondering why the girl wasn’t more freaked like him. obviously this wasn’t new to her. 

natalya lets out a soft laugh at his scream. “sorry, i’m not used to, uh, approaching you myself.”  she waits patiently as he reacts. “yes, i can see you. i can also touch you, if you want a hug or anything.” the female shivers. ghosts make her even colder, but that’s what the sweaters are for. “i have a gift, at least that’s what i call it.” she answers his question gently. “i’m here to help you. because you’re still here--” natalya gestures around them. “--for a reason. i want to help you find peace.”

#keleidoscopes #𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 (natalya) #𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 (natalya ; conversations) #𝒌𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒊𝒅𝒐𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 (natalya ; kasen) #𝒌𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒊𝒅𝒐𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 (natalya & kasen ; thread 001)

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Natalya tries her absolute hardest to direct the ghosts. The thing is, it doesn’t usually work. Except today, she was able to direct the latest person looking for her help to what she thought was an empty stairwell. She’s having a soft, gentle conversation. “I can help you, that’s why you found me.” The female freezes when she hears quiet footsteps, standing up as the person appears. “Oh, hello, sir.” Natalya greets, hoping the ghost will disappear for now.

#darkartstm #i know you wanted an ariana so take nat #𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 (natalya) #𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 (natalya ; conversations) #𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔𝒕𝒎 (natalya ; george) #𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔𝒕𝒎 (natalya & george ; thread 001)

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“um, actually, could you drive?” rhys has not told the other of the reasons he refuses to drive, insists on walking everywhere. the telepath is visibly nervous just sitting in the passenger’s seat, he hasn’t even tried getting behind the wheel, it’s terrifying. “i would just...rather not.” as always, incomprehensible gibberish flows in his head, he’s able to tune most of it out. it sounds like white noise to him.

#keleidoscopes #𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒕 (rhys) #𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕 (rhys ; conversations)

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natalya doesn’t usually have days off, but today she did. this morning she wanders to the roof of her apartment building, pausing when she sees a ghost. usually, they sought her out, but she’s sure the other wouldn’t mind company. ghosts were normally lonely, and she was happy to help. the female pads her way over to the over, sitting down. “hello, my name is natalya. i can see you, and touch you if you’d like. nice view, isn’t it?” the med student smiles gently at him.

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   kasen was used to being invisible. he was used to people not seeing him, walking through the world like a ghost – except that he actually was a ghost. kasen knew he was no longer among the living. he realized it when he woke up one day and just felt different. he didn’t feel cold, he didn’t feel warm – he just felt..empty. everybody around him didn’t even realize he was there. the part that really solidified his suspicion was when he was able to just kinda materialize wherever he wanted. one minute he was in a room, the next he was outside just by kinda thinking about it. poof, there he was. he didn’t look any different – not what he thought a ghost would look like but there he was. all spooky and shit. he usually minded his own business, not sure why he was still here but never really thought about it. honestly the boy doesn’t even remember dying. his memories about a lot of things in his life were blurry. he just figured that was part of dying..you lose yourself a little. one of his favorite things to do was sit on the edge of the roof of his apartment and people watch, since they couldn’t see him but he could see them, so that was where he was perched just like every morning for as long as he could remember now. 

#keleidoscopes #𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 (natalya) #𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 (natalya ; conversations) #𝒌𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒊𝒅𝒐𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 (natalya ; kasen) #𝒌𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒊𝒅𝒐𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 (natalya & kasen ; thread 001)

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   “My grandmother used to say.. that we help those we can. But we can’t help anyone if we can’t even take care of ourselves.” The memory if her grandmother’s words bought a slight smile to her face. “So I’m assertive with them, when I need to be. My heart breaks for them, but I’m not their servant.” 

   She leaned forward to take a hold of the other’s girl’s hand, immediately noticing it’s cold nature. She knew herself that she could grow cold, being around ghosts to much, which was why she never allowed them inside places she called her home. “They’re following you.. aren’t they. Drawing from your energy and warmth.” Her heart broke for the other girl. She couldn’t imagine receiving a gift like this at sixteen, with no one to actually teach and guide her on how to use it. “You don’t have to live this way.. you’re not their slave, you’re not even their guardian. You’re their.. guide of sorts. When you decide to be.“

Natalya frowns. “I’m okay. I’m dealing with it. You know, it’s just how it is.” She bites her lip. “They don’t seem to listen, when I ask them to leave.” She looks confused when the other speaks of the ghosts drawing from her energy and warmth. “Oh, I’ve always been like this. The cold. It’s just because they’re around, I’m okay.” Why is Melinda so worried? “Yeah, I help them.” She gets it, why is the other woman so concerned?

#wildflowersofruins #𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 (natalya) #𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 (natalya ; conversations) #𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒔 (natalya ; melinda) #𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒔 (natalya & melinda ; thread 001)

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Chiara was incredibly nervous. It was difficult, to please everyone, yet she tried. The Italian girl took a tentative few steps towards the professor’s desk. “Um, the paper we have due next week.” She begins, hoping the request won’t anger him. Particularly, because his smile is forced. Unfortunately, she knew the difference. “I-I did it early, would you be willing to look it over, see if there’s...Anything I need to fix?” There. She got it out, now it’s just tensely waiting for his reaction.

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      Not  that  George  minded  helping  students  out  after  class,  but  god  was  it  a  pain  at  times.  Sure,  it  was  one  of  the  many  duties  a  professor  had  but  for  once  could  it  not  be  ?  Head  soon  snapped  in  their  direction,  slowly  forcing  a  smile  onto  his  lips.  ❛  Hey,  ❜   Hands  shuffling  a  thin  stack  of  papers  into  a  neat  pile,  ❛  What  do  you  need  help  with  ?  ❜   @poignantisms

#darkartstm #𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒐 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒆 (chiara) #𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 (chiara ; conversations) #𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔𝒕𝒎 (chiara ; george) #𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔𝒕𝒎 (chiara & george ; thread 001)

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torchwoodagent‌:

“No.  friend of a friend wedding. I think they were desperate for a plus one.” Alex lied. Well it wasn’t really a lie, more of a half truth.    “I like this guy and he is perfect for me. I just can’t tell him, so I just stand there staring at him, like a bloody idiot. “ She was so awkward around guys it was tragic.  

Eliza shrugs. “At least you get drinks out of the arrangement.” She doesn’t really notice the lie. “Is it because he’s taken?” Maybe she shouldn’t be getting involved, but she’d rather not talk about her own sorrows, so. “Or are you just worried about him not feeling the same?”

#torchwoodagent #𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 (eliza) #𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 (eliza ; conversations) #𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕 (eliza ; alex) #𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕 (eliza & alex ; thread 001)

[poignantisms-blog]

Eliza’s intrigued by the lizard, something different in her otherwise dull and discolored existence. Her eyes widen a bit as the reptile seems to bite the other’s finger. “I thought you said--” The female is startled by the invitation to hold the lizard, but nods nonetheless. “Am I supposed to...Put my hands out? Or...How do you hold a lizard?” This is the closest to happiness she’s felt in weeks. 

open starter. 

   “ No, no – I promise, he doesn’t bite. ” he chuckled, speaking of the ““ lizard ”” that was resting on his shoulder. “ He can get a bit moody .. but biting isn’t something he’s known so..” Though even as he said that, it seems the creature was annoyed with him and seemingly go to bite his finger that had been scratching his head. “ —- Ah .. he doesn’t bite others, just me. ” he chuckled.  “ Here , you can hold him. ”

#hcppiier #𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 (eliza) #𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 (eliza ; conversations) #𝒉𝒄𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒊𝒆𝒓 (eliza ; joaquin) #𝒉𝒄𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒊𝒆𝒓 (eliza & joaquin ; thread 001) #hope this is okay!