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because i hate this blog , i will be here . ( same muses , same old me )

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because i hate this blog , i will be here . ( same muses , same old me )

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because i hate this blog , i will be here . ( same muses , same old me )

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because i hate this blog , i will be here . ( same muses , same old me )

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SO  ,  like  this  for  a  starter  ,  maybe  ?

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so ... i’m going through an existential crisis about my blog which means i am currently working on my theme ( again ) & trying to figure out my characters . i am probably going to change some names , some faces , but i hope to be satisfied once & for all .

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𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐂 —-﹝  𝒋𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒆  &  𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏  ﹞

eyebrows furrowed, he looked up at the ceiling of her room and continued to hold her close. vanessa had been a part of his life, she had played a role in it and it would have been completely wrong to claim that she had never meant anything to him. but what he felt for her and his feelings for madelin weren’t even remotely comparable. because while his relationship with vanessa had mostly been attraction on both sides, madelin was so much more. they knew each other, knew about the bad traits that each of them possessed, and yet, they had been friends for so long. a world without her seemed meaningless to him. however, when she mentioned that his happiness was her priority, jamie had to smile immediately. “i know, i would do anything for you as well. you’re all that matters, all that i need.” he breathed a gentle kiss on her hair and although they had been close to each other before, this right now, felt completely different. every word that was spoken, every bittersweet confession, felt like a dream. “are you sure?” after all, he wanted to bake the cookies with her, especially because he could stand behind her while she was baking and try everything to distract her from it with his lips. jamie followed her gaze over to the bed and had to chuckle amused. “i feel pretty confident this time, i think i can do it,” he teased, releasing her so he could straighten up and finally lift her up into his arms. “so far, it’s going pretty well, i’d say.” he headed towards the bed, but instead of letting them fall on it, he skillfully reached for the recipe. with this and madelin, jamie stumbled down the hall and in the direction he knew the kitchen was supposed to be. “it would be a shame if i missed out on baking with you.” he mused before giving her a kiss on the cheek. “besides, i still have the whole night to kiss you. you promised me that i could kiss you anytime. remember?” he whispered it to her, kissing madelin softly thereafter and tasting her lips one last time.

there  ,  in  the  small  room  ,  where  they  had  many  movie  nights  ,  many  long  talks  about  anything  that  was  on  their  minds  ,  many  platonic  sleepovers  ----  madelin  finally  got  her  wish  ,  her  dream  come  true  .  fawning  over  someone  previously  thought  to  be  unattainable  &  then  feeling  their  lips  ,  as  soft  as  velvet  ,  it  felt  magical  ,  it  felt  right  .  nothing  could  bring  her  down  ,  she  was  on  cloud  nine  .  it  was  nice  ,  falling  in  love  with  your  best  friend  (  obviously  ...  only  when  that  love  is  reciprocated  )  was  comfortable  ,  she  knew  his  ins  &  outs  ,  what  he  liked  ,  what  he  didn’t  like  ,  she  didn’t  have  to  worry  if  he’d  make  fun  of  her  sweaty  palms  when  she  got  nervous  --  which  was  often  ,  it  was  right  ,  it  was  perfect  .  ‘  you’re  a  lot  more  corny  than  i  would  have  imagined  ,  ’  she  giggled  ,  eyes  pouring  into  his  .  she  liked  it  ,  however  ,  which  could  have  went  back  to  her  obsession  with  romantic  comedies  or  just  the  fact  that  jamie  had  been  the  boy  she  loved  for  a  long  time  ,  but  she  liked  it  .  ‘  hmm  ,  ’  the  brunette  hummed  ,  ‘  you  know  ,  i  am  actually  really  curious  to  see  what  your  decoration  skills  look  like  .  ’  she  quipped  ,  staring  fixedly  at  him  ,  a  thing  she  often  did  ,  but  in  this  moment  it  dawned  on  her  that  there  would  be  no  more  aching  for  him  .  a  sentiment  that  truly  meant  a  lot  to  the  femme  ,  considering  the  nights  she  would  lay  awake  ,  feeling  empty  ,  alone  ,  waiting  for  a  text  message  from  him  telling  her  how  his  night  had  been  .  she  meant  it  wholeheartedly  when  she  told  jamie  that  he  could  kiss  her  whenever  ----  wherever  ,  but  that  was  a  silent  thought  that  she  would  not  yet  make  vocal  to  him  .  ‘  okay  ,  okay  ,  ’  her  laugh  filled  the  room  ,  the  feeling  in  her  stomach  was  unexplainable  ,  she  never  wanted  it  to  stop  .  ‘  i  think  you’re  more  interested  in  those  cookies  ,  ’  she  quirked  a  brow  upward  ,  ‘  than  you  are  in  me  .  ’  her  gaze  narrowed  at  him  ,  lips  meeting  his  for  a  brief  moment  .  ‘  jamie  ,  you  have  to  promise  me  ...  ’  a  look  of  concern  took  the  place  of  the  former  happy  ,  giggly  one  ,  ‘  that  even  if  my  cookies  look  better  than  yours  ,  you  won’t  leave  me  .  ’  she  cracked  a  smile  ,  hand  gripping  his  tightly  as  she  walked  in  front  of  him  .

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we just wanna show you how we really kiss

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as so often, blake hadn’t held back one bit in a fight and it was one of the many sides of him that melody absolutely hated. she continued to hold on to the fabric as if she was afraid that he would otherwise simply disappear. “i-” she shouldn’t get any further, especially because she couldn’t find a suitable answer to this question, in the end there was none. after all, she didn’t see anything in him, he was the one whom her parents considered so incredibly fitting for her—presumably due to his surname and the associated family he had. there had been nights when the blonde had considered running away, packing her bags and leaving everything behind. but she couldn’t. “wait!” she stumbled after him a little as he wanted to go on, so far they had never talked much, they were neighbors and now and then melody had seen him walk by. but there was nothing more, or at least that’s what she told her parents as soon as they wanted to know why her daughter sometimes looked out of the window for hours. the truth was, that she liked him, griffin whom she barely knew and really wanted to get to know. the boy standing in front of her now, with a bloody nose and a moody expression. “so far, nobody has dared to go against blake. that was pretty brave of you,” she commented softly and with a smile. she had grabbed his hand and looked at it briefly in hers. his knuckles were bruised, it had to be incredibly painful, and she looked up again and into his eyes. “and the thing about blake is .. just because you’re together doesn’t mean you’re in love.” she wasn’t sure if he knew about the connection between their two families, but she hoped he would understand her. “i had been waiting for an opportunity to disappear, i just didn’t expect it to be like this.” she grinned lightly and let go of his hands, briefly she searched for something and when she finally found a handkerchief, she dabbed it gently against his nose. “it’s too dark for me to see you properly,” she confessed. in addition, it was almost impossible to take care of his wounds this way. “want to run away from this party with me?” melody asked, looking one last time over her shoulder at the big estate and then back to griffin.

aggression  wasn’t  a  foreign  concept  to  griffin  ,  he  was  a  bit  rough  around  the  edges  ,  playing  football  definitely  attributed  to  that  --  but  he  had  never  ,  ever  ,  lashed  out  at  anyone  in  that  kind  of  way  .  he  would  feel  humiliated  ,  defeated  ,  had  blake  not  completely  deserved  it  .  sure  ,  griffin  looked  a  bit  more  rough  ,  bloodier  ,  but  blake  took  some  blows  .  considering  they  lived  in  the  day  &  age  of  technology  ,  he  expected  to  see  the  video  of  his  confrontation  any  second  now  ,  which  would  then  lead  to  his  parents  asking  questions  ,  probably  punishing  him  for  it  &  he  would  let  them  ----  he  couldn’t  ,  nor  would  he  ,  tell  them  the  reason  that  he  got  into  a  fight  was  because  of  melody  darling  .  his  punishment  would  grow  .  to  say  his  parents  opposed  the  darling  family  would  be  true  ,  they  were  rich  ,  snotty  ,  the  montero  family  somehow  occupied  a  house  on  the  same  street  as  them  ,  but  it  didn’t  come  without  the  how  can  you  afford  this  house  ?  questions  .  but  how  could  he  explain  to  them  ,  emily  &  arnold  montero  ,  that  melody  was  not  like  the  rest  of  them  .  she  had  a  different  light  about  her  &  griffin  saw  it  .  except  when  that  light  was  being  burnt  out  by  blake  .  ‘  i’m  sure  you’re  the  only  person  who  saw  that  as  brave  .  ’  it  was  a  joke  ,  though  his  face  stayed  completely  straight  ,  it  hurt  to  laugh  --  if  he  was  honest  .  ‘  melody  ,  ’  the  male  grabbed  her  hands  ,  they  were  small  ,  delicate  in  his  own  ,  looking  at  her  with  concerned  eyes  ,  ‘  i  like  you  .  i  do  ,  ’  his  words  were  gentle  ,  but  he  wasn’t  finished  ,  ‘  i  think  you’re  one  of  the  only  good  things  left  in  this  world  ,  but  i’m  not  an  idiot  ,  i  know  that  you  &  blake  are  bound  to  end  up  back  together  no  matter  what  .  ’  his  hands  dropped  hers  ,  head  bowing  in  disappointment  ,  ‘  where  do  you  want  to  go  ?  ’  he  wanted  to  keep  her  safe  ,  protect  her  from  her  own  kin  --  they  didn’t  want  what  was  best  for  her  ,  they  wanted  what  was  best  for  them  .  ‘  promise  me  one  thing  ,  ’  she  owed  him  nothing  ,  he  knew  it  ,  but  he  hoped  she  would  agree  ,  ‘  if  you  ever  need  me  ,  you  come  to  me  .  ’

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𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐂  ---- ﹝  𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏  &  𝒋𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆  ﹞

closed starter - @ephemerd based.

“don’t you think that’s enough?” with this one question, all of his friends attention was suddenly on him, they had turned to him and were staring at him as if he’d just announced that pigs could fly. because nobody, absolutely no one, ever dared to say anything against kent, it was the unspoken, golden rule among the group. accordingly, irritated silence ensued for a while, kent had almost dropped his beer bottle out of shock and finally slowly stood up from his chair. “you know, that’s been bothering me for a while now. you have changed.” a piercing look met his and now he had also gotten up, no one went voluntarily against this guy and usually aiden would have tried to avoid it at all cost as well – if only, kent hadn’t mentioned her name. “never mind.” aiden said it before he turned around and that was his crucial mistake, the next second he felt a dull hit on the back of his head, he abruptly lost his balance and fell down to the ground. “and what now? is it enough for you, aiden? he heard the others bellow behind him, slowly aiden tried to get himself back up, but as soon as he stood, the next blow followed. of course, he was being cheered on by the laughter of his friends. "don’t you dare to assume you have anything to say here. i’m not stupid, thought i didn’t see you watching my girlfriend all the time? you piece of shit.” and before he could strike again, aiden had avoided him, he started to run rather staggering, that was his only chance. their chase went down the street, hardly anyone was here in the middle of the night and even if someone was, he doubted that they would help him. his head was spinning, he knew he was bleeding, and with his last strength he pushed himself over a fence behind which he hid. quietly, he watched as the group ran past, moved away and he cursed silently. maybe kent wasn’t so wrong, he did start to look at his girlfriend with different eyes and the hope that she finally found someone who’d treat her better.

josephine  met  kent  when  she  was  fifteen  at  the  beginning  of  her  sophomore  year  ----  he  sat  behind  her  in  biology  &  always  borrowed  a  pen  from  her  (  which  she  would  be  sure  to  retrieve  at  the  end  of  the  period  )  .  as  the  year  progressed  ,  they  exchanged  phone  numbers  ,  he  asked  her  to  the  homecoming  dance  &  after  that  ,  they  were  always  together  .  it  felt  like  a  fairytale  ,  he  was  chivalrous  ,  made  sure  to  walk  her  to  &  from  school  everyday  until  he  got  a  car  &  insisted  on  driving  her  anywhere  she  needed  to  go  .  her  closet  grew  exponentially  in  the  time  that  she  knew  him  ,  accumulating  sweatshirts  &  t  -  shirts  of  his  that  she  would  often  wear  &  became  a  staple  of  her  wardrobe  .  slowly  but  surely  ,  josephine  fell  in  love  --  she  fell  hard  ,  kent  asked  her  out  at  her  seventeenth  birthday  party  &  she  of  course  said  yes  .  her  identity  was  shaped  around  being  kent  jackson’s  girlfriend  ,  a  sad  but  true  truth  ,  being  a  very  popular  guy  meant  she  was  no  longer  josephine  rosario  ,  eventual  valedictorian  ,  she  was  kent’s  blonde  girlfriend  ,  but  naive  &  in  love  ,  she  didn’t  mind  .  things  took  a  dark  ,  sour  turn  when  they  graduated  from  high  school  .  josephine  wanted  to  follow  in  her  mother’s  footsteps  &  become  a  surgeon  ,  something  she  worked  extremely  hard  towards  ,  but  kent  chose  a  different  direction  .  of  course  ,  joining  a  fraternity  house  was  not  what  josephine  would  have  chosen  for  him  ,  but  nonetheless  ,  she  played  the  role  of  the  supporting  girlfriend  ,  they  were  high  school  sweethearts  .  however  ,  with  each  night  ,  each  party  ,  each  alcoholic  beverage  ,  each  line  he  did  &  each  blunt  he  hit  ,  who  kent  formerly  was  drifted  further  .  the  infidelities  were  what  hurt  her  the  most  ,  he  cheated  on  her  constantly  with  any  girl  who  was  willing  .  her  self  worth  had  begun  deteriorating  ,  she  spent  most  of  her  nights  crying  in  one  of  his  sweatshirts  .  josephine  had  tried  to  do  anything  she  could  to  take  her  mind  off  of  her  dying  relationship  ,  which  usually  resulted  in  late  nights  at  the  library  where  she  would  busy  herself  with  a  novel  or  two  ,  it  helped  ,  it  did  ,  but  only  temporarily  .  her  feet  carried  her  slowly  across  the  pavement  ,  the  silence  rung  in  her  ears  ,  but  she  liked  the  quiet  ,  preferred  it  to  the  deafening  house  party  music  that  she’d  become  unfortunately  familiarized  with  .  the  commotion  startled  her  ,  so  much  that  she  dropped  the  books  that  she  had  clutched  against  her  chest  .  she  hung  back  ,  keeping  her  distance  ,  hid  behind  a  tree  .  kent  .  what  have  you  done  ?  she  knit  her  eyebrows  in  confusion  ,  watching  aiden  climb  a  fence  ,  obviously  weakened  ,  blood  trickling  down  his  face  .  josephine  didn’t  like  any  of  kent’s  friends  ,  but  aiden  ,  he  was  tolerable  ----  he  didn’t  always  laugh  at  the  jokes  made  by  her  boyfriend  ,  which  was  to  say  a  lot  ,  because  kent  was  definitely  the  alpha  male  .  when  the  group  disappeared  from  her  gaze  ,  she  quickly  moved  towards  the  fence  that  she  watched  aiden  jump  ,  her  tone  as  soft  as  ever  ,  ‘  --  aiden  ?  are  you  okay  ?  what  happened  ?  ’

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i really want a plot where this totally sweet girl is dating this total ass and he prob cheats on her all the time and is so shitty to her but she stays because she’s sweet and caring and he’s all she’s ever known and they used to be so in love but anyways he’s totally one of those guys who brings around his douche friends and they sit on the couch and talk about chicks and drugs and partying and she is supposed 2 be the regular house wife gf who brings them food and sits next to him when they watch movies so he can flaunt her and just be /: a dick /: ANYWAYS his fellow douche friend starts to slowly be like god this guy is so awful to her and he starts following her out of the room instead of staying to high five his friend for cheating on her w some club girl and idk he just generally starts hanging out with her more while her bf and his other friends hang out in the basement or some shit and they’ll like sit on the porch while he smokes and they just talk or he’ll help her make food or ANYTHING and it can go so many cute ways tbh like ? he could be listening to the friend brag about sleeping around one day or see him being shitty to her like yelling at her for nothing ro smth and just be like DAMN I’VE HAD ENOUGH and finally break and yell at his friend and fight for her and accidently admit that he thinks she’s totally amazing and he’d cherish her sm or he could kiss her one night while they’re talking and they could start sneaking around behind the friends back or anything so ! total bonus point if you let me play poppy drayton against a matthew daddario for this.

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“You kissed me on the playground the day before you moved away in the 4th grade and now your dorm is right across the hall from mine” AU

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‘  look  ,  ‘m  not  one  to  judge  ,  ’  xavier’s  eyes  studied  her  appearance  ,  tongue  darting  out  to  moisten  his  lips  ,  ‘  but  if  you’re  here  to  try  &  piss  off  your  parents  ,  s’not  my  thing  .  ’  it  honestly  wasn’t  his  first  encounter  like  this  ,  very  obviously  rich  girl  walks  into  tattoo  parlor  looking  completely  lost  &  asking  all  of  the  wrong  questions  ,  an  act  of  rebellion  ----  but  he  wasn’t  going  to  get  involved  in  that  .  ‘  i  do  actual  tattoos  ,  not  little  butterflies  for  girls  like  yourself  .  ’  he  stood  at  the  front  counter  ,  waiting  for  his  words  to  scare  her  off  ,  but  she  stood  there  ,  brave  as  ever  .  ‘  sorry  ,  sweetheart  .  ’

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it  was  never  bianca’s  intention  to  fall  in  love  with  a  client  &  it  was  much  too  unprofessional  .  yet  ,  there  she  was  ,  stood  five  feet  across  from  the  man  who  she  had  spent  the  last  few  months  with  ,  gazing  at  him  with  adoration  .  ‘  you  look  great  ,  she’ll  love  it  ,  i’m  sure  .  ’  a  weak  smile  formed  on  her  lips  ,  but  faded  quickly  .  there  were  many  times  she’d  wanted  to  ask  him  on  a  date  ,  but  again  ,  it  was  unprofessional  ,  completely  out  of  line  ,  &  she  got  way  too  nervous  around  him  .  ‘  i’m  going  to  miss  you  ,  y’know  ?  ’  she  stepped  towards  him  ,  adjusting  the  tie  around  his  neck  ,  ‘  guess  it’s  back  to  helping  old  women  into  bathing  suits  that  i  know  they’ll  never  buy  .  ’  a  laugh  slipped  between  her  lips  ,  leaving  them  slightly  parted  as  she  peered  up  at  him  ,  wide  eyed  ,  heart  beating  rapidly  .