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god i love them!!!!

honestly same!!! theyre such babs  ❤ ❤ ❤

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smeech smooch — (ac) …where it hurts.

 she saw the pain alight in his eyes before she noticed the wound. her lips were pressedinto thin lines and she found herself tracing the length of his body, eyes hoping tocatch sight of whatever pained him. she expected it to be something especially painful,but what she was met with was the sight of grazed knuckles. a puzzled raise of her brow.did he really think that was that bad?  from the look on his face, it apparently was. she rolled her eyes, a scoff escaping her as she picked up the other’s hand. shedeftly wiped away the small bit of blood with the fabric of her shirt and inspected it. at some point she’d heard that kisses helped wounds. would that actually help..?with a very obvious sense of hesitation and skepticism, she lifted the surface of his knuckles to her lips and pressed against the rise softly. her cheeks were ablazeand she was quick to drop his hand afterwards, embarrassment clear in her movements.‘ there. stop being such a baby now. ‘

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*  HABITS ! repost, not reblog … BOLD which habits your muse has. italic which habits sometimes/might do !

nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | binge drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming / singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | crossing arms over chest | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back of their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders

TAGGED BY :   @eightiesphone TAGGING :   :-)

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smeech smooch — (ac)…casually.

her focus, usually set forward and on task, was now lingering on the face of the gangs one and only mike jaundice. her lips were curved ever so slightly at the ends, a rare sight to be found on the teenagers never faltering mask of neutrality. something aboutthe meat head was rather endearing to her and she couldn’t figure out why; however, instead of questioning it, she just shrugged it off and found herself rolling with it. it’s notlike it was the weirdest thing that she’d encountered or done this year.   ‘ hey, c’mere for a minute... ‘as soon as she was approached, she tugged him down and placed a kiss to his cheek,body turning away almost immediately after with her arms crossed over her chest.  ‘ that’s all. you can go now. ‘

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💏💏💏💏💏💏💏 KISS HER OR THE girl DIES 🙆🔫

smeech smooch — (ac)…after a small rejection.

hurt flashed apparent over the features of the typically stoic figure, her brows creased against her skin as her lips quivered ever so slightly. where did her strength go? in the moment that the look upon amanda’s face had reachedher, she knew. she knew that she was going to be rejected. she was such a DUMB ASS! how could she try to be so selfish and project her feelings ontosomeone who she could probably consider her best friend in the longestof times? her heart clenched. why did she have to say something?  ‘ huh, colored me surprised i guess? hah. ‘ eyes found themselves lingering onto the soft of amanda’s features. ‘ i’ll see you around or something. ‘as she was about to leave, she was suddenly struck with an urge thatpulled her in front of the girl, lips pressing against the others own.pure ecstasy turned to horror. oh god, what did she just do?  ‘i… i gotta go. ‘ and she bolted.

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fifty ways to kiss someone.   send me a 💏 and i will randomise a number in order for my muse to kiss yours…

…good morning.

…goodnight.

…goodbye.

…where it hurts.

…where it doesn’t hurt.

…on a falling tear.

…to shut them up.

…in secrecy.

…in public.

…desperately.

…in joy.

…in grief.

…discreetly.

…casually.

…passionately.

…lazily.

…to distract.

…as encouragement.

…for luck.

…on a scar.

…on a place of insecurity.

…in a rush of adrenaline.

…in relief.

…in danger.

…as a ‘yes’.

…as an apology.

…as a suggestion.

…as a lie.

…as a promise.

…as comfort.

…after a small rejection.

…to wake yours up.

…forcefully.

…to pretend.

…to gain something.

…to give up control.

…without a motive.

…because yours is running out of time.

…because mine is.

…because the world is ending.

…because the world is saved.

…out of pride.

…out of greed.

…out of lust.

…out of anger.

…out of envy or jealousy.

…out of spite.

…out of habit.

…out of necessity.

…out of love.

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10 people i’d like to know better; tagged by: @eightiesphone​ tagging: well i only have like 5 followers on this blog so . . everyone lmao

one ( name / alias ): ava / mint two ( birthday ):  august 9th three ( zodiac sign ):  leo four ( height ): 5′4″ five ( hobbies ): crying over art, smashing controllers, listening to music etc. six ( favourite colour(s) ): if u couldn’t guess from my alias ,,,, mint seven ( favourite books ): u h h hh  listen its lame but i actually really liked the WC series eight ( last song listened to ): mind games by sickick nine ( last film watched ): wendy wu: homecoming warrior lol ten ( inspiration for muse ): small?? sassy?? strong?? and independent? ? thats right down my alley. eleven ( dream job ): rn im trying to pursue being a veterinarian... like im taking a bunch of agriculture classes just to meet the pre-requisite classes. twelve ( meaning behind your url ): hannahs time is set in the 80s and she really wants to get strong so she picked up a pair of weights :-)

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random starters from  “ the office ”

001.   ❛  i have very little patience for stupidity  .  ❜

002.   ❛  this is the worst  !  you are the worst  !    ❜

003.   ❛ I’M GOING TO KILL MYSELF  !  ❜

004.   ❛  sorry i annoyed you with my friendship  . ❜

005.   ❛  before i do anything   ,  i ask myself  “ would an idiot do that ” ?  ❜

006.  ❛   if i don’t have some cake soon  ,  i might die  .    ❜

007.   ❛   saw inception  .   or at least i dreamt i did  .    ❜

008.   ❛   cool beans  ,  man .    ❜

009.   ❛   i hate looking at your face  . ❜

010.   ❛  i wanna be wined  ,  dined  ,   and  69ed  . ❜

011.   ❛   i am running away from my responsibilites  !  ❜

012.   ❛   it’s britney bitch  and  i’m back  . ❜

013.   ❛   it took me so long to do so many important things  . ❜

014.   ❛   OH MY GOD  !  okay  ,  it’s happening  .❜

015.   ❛   i’m keeping a list of people who’ve wronged me  . ❜

016.   ❛   you are a professional idiot  . ❜

017.   ❛   well you are boner-ific  . ❜

018.   ❛   i am beyonce , always .  ❜

019.   ❛   WHERE ARE THE TURTLES ?!  ❜

020.   ❛  only thing that can make this day better is ice cream  . ❜

021.   ❛   i’ll slap you in the face with a rainbow  . ❜

022.   ❛   i just wanna lie on the beach and eat hot dogs  .  ❜

023.   ❛   should have burned this place down when i had the chance  .  ❜

024.   ❛   i’m an early bird and a night owl  !  ❜

025.   ❛   any man who says he totally understands women is a fool  .  ❜

026.   ❛   women cannot resist a man singing showtunes  !  ❜

027.   ❛   i love the smell of bacon on women !  ❜

028.   ❛   why are you the way that you are ?  ❜

029.   ❛   occasionally  ,  i’ll hit somebody with a car  .  so sue me  .  ❜

030.   ❛   congratulations  ,  universes  ,  you win  .  ❜

031.   ❛   i want you to think about it long and hard  .  ❜

032.   ❛   we’re all homos   .   .   .   homosapiens  .  ❜

033.   ❛   no one is a bigger fan of sexual touching than me .  ❜

034.   ❛   would i rather be loved or feared  ?  easy  .  both  .  i want people to be afraid of how much they love me  .  ❜

035.   ❛   i just want to eat  .  ❜

036.   ❛   i am not to be truffled with .  ❜

037.   ❛   STAY FUCKING CALM  !  ❜

038.   ❛   welcome back jerky jerk face  .  ❜

039.   ❛   now exactly how much pot did you smoke ?  ❜

040.   ❛   that’s what she said  .  ❜

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 the hand that wasn't busy blocking the flow of niagara falls was quick to snatch the offered napkin and place it to her face. the napkin was soon to  stain but it still worked nonetheless and kept her content with it’s work.  now, while she was satisfied with the napkins work, she wasn’t quite satisifed  with sam’s work — the coward had stood back and watched her brawl  instead of doing something to stop it or help. she shook her head and  watched him with an almost annoyed stare. ‘ thanks for the napkin, i guess?  but where was my help earlier? i’m guessing your interpretative dances  were the only support i was gonna get. ‘

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    ↠ ❝ as if your fingers’re              gonna stop it. ❞

    ↠ the reply shoots a bit           FASTER than he expects,           and he realizes he may           be better off helping.            though, he doesn’t see           the point, if all she’ll do           is spit her rebuttals with           particular tinge of SARCASM.           a faded grin sits on his lips,           and he steps closer while           unzipping his fanny pack.

    ↠ ❝ c’mere, dumbass. ❞

    ↠ he’s found a stray napkin;           it isn’t the best option, but            the food court did not carry           many softer things than the           plain brown napkins. he offers           it to her, appearing as though           the solution was OBVIOUS.

    ↠ ❝ lean your head forward an’              put this over it. ❞

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( eightiesphone )

          ❝           okay, fair enough. you got beat up, like… a lot. but you defended           me when literally nobody else would, so maybe i’m biased or some shit when           i say you’re the strongest.          ❞ ( && now she felt raw, with hannah’s eyes on her. she brushes away her gaze && folds her fingers palm-wards so she could check her nails. )           ❝           JUST ACCEPT THE FUCKING COMPLIMENT, jesus christ. why do           you have to fight me on every goddamn thing i say ??? i totally think you can           get, like, a six-pack or whatever it is you want. it’s badass.          ❞

 the slightest of smiles found its way onto the soft of her lips, eyes crinkling in a sort of delight at the frustration that creeped it’s way into the tone of her friend’s voice.   ‘ well, duh..? of course i can. i just haven’t had the time to work out with all the dumb shit that’s been going down around here. ‘ said dumb shit being the strange occurrences  that started with their first meeting at the mall. ‘ honestly, i think i’m already getting ripped? like, look at these bad boys. ‘ lifting her arm, she flexed as hard as she could and hoped  that whatever muscle that she had didn’t fail her now.  

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hannah, queen of violence

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‘ take it easy. you hit your head. ’

 ‘ seriously… again..? ‘hannah held her head, a groan of discomfort escaping her lips as she felt the  pulsing of pain emitting from the spot she bumped her head. shutting her eyes,and simply accepting the condition she was in, the teenager stayed seated on  the ground whilst willing the pain to just disappear.‘ why the fuck am i like this? i’m like a baby who can’t walk and eats shit when it tries to. its utterly ridiculous. ‘

me? hurt? yeah right. — (ac)

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‘ that’s what you get for picking fights. ’

 ‘ yeah, wow, thanks for the help! words are definitely gonna stop this. ‘ the teenager held her hand over the fore-front of her nose, blood  beginning to   stain over the pale of her fingers as she tried to stop the flow. while her nose didsend aching stings that made her cringe in pain, she honestly felt like she cringed more from having sam of all people criticize her and her choice of actions.muttered under her breath a casual, ‘ outrageous, honestly. ‘

me? hurt? yeah right. — (ac) 

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* hurt prompts

‘ are you bleeding? ’

‘ take it easy. you hit your head. ’

‘ where does it hurt? ’ 

‘ sit still and let me take a look! ’

‘ how did you get that black eye? ’ 

‘ you should see the other guy. ’ 

‘ did i say you could get out of bed? ’

‘ that’s going to leave a bruise. ’

‘ i’ll get some ice. ’ 

‘ that’s what you get for picking fights. ’

‘ are you trying to give me a heart attack? ’

‘ what’s wrong with you? ’

‘ you can barely stand. ’

‘ did you throw the first punch? ’

‘ that’s a nasty bump. ’

‘ get in the car. you’re going to the hospital. ’

‘ at least bandage it. ’ 

‘ no, you’ll get an infection. ’ 

‘ wet floor signs are there for a reason, you know. ’

‘ you’re lucky. that icicle could’ve killed you. ’

‘ where’s your gratitude? i rescued you! ’

‘ i’m calling the nurse. ’

‘ was that stupid dare worth it? ’

‘ what happened to you? ’

‘ sit down. i’ll make some hot chocolate and fix you right up. ’

‘ are those bandages? ’

‘ you need stitches. ’

‘ look out for that tree branch. ’

‘ i’ve got you. just stay awake. can you do that for me? ’

‘ lean on me. ’

‘ you got two choices: let me carry you, or die out here. take your pick. ’

‘ shit, you’re burning up. ’  

‘ you’re not dying. it’s only a sprained ankle. ’

‘ lie down. ’

‘ i’m sorry. i know it hurts. here, hold my hand. ’

‘ you’re in no condition to be walking around. ’

‘ wake up! wake up! ’

‘ i don’t feel sorry for you. ’

‘ look at your face! ’

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 eyes that were trained ever so intently at the ground soon gravitated upwards, the look of concern that formed on the face of the girl with shimmering blonde  locks made her feel uneasy. since when did amanda express worry so readily? ‘i don’t really feel like the strongest or smartest right now.. like, i know out of all  of us that i’m definitely the smartest, but strongest?’ a scoff. ‘ amanda, you’re  absolutely bullshitting me if you say that i’m the strongest person you know. ‘ 

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hey howdy hey its mint making a return to the rpc with a new muse by the name of hannah lee! she’s a tiny fighter from cow chop’s dnd podcast ‘class of 198x’ and if you’re interested in interacting w/ her slam that like or reblog button.