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                                    LOVE    ————-                                                   I smashed my glass slipper to build                                               a stained glass window for every wall                                                                              inside my chest.

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Send me a '✉' for five times my muse didn't text yours, and one time they did.

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burdenbore.

                  A  MASTER  OF  ORDER  :  from  perfectly   ironed   folds  on  clothes,  to  leather-clad  palms,  to  not  even   ONE   misplaced  curl   —   heels  click  down  pavement,  eyes  trained  on   MOBILE  PHONE,  when  she   COLLIDES   with  another  passerby   &   carton  cup  falls  on  the  ground,  coffee   wasted.         ‘   —  AH  !   miss,  i’m  sorry.   ’

            @hacnt   /   starter call.

THE HEAT OF SPILT NEED, intersecting only with the clumsy ends of her shoes, sizzles  //  interrupted. a gentle curse, the need to release, comes from the broken tire of her mouth.  ( OH, TO NOT FEEL ANGER, DOES IT ROT INSIDE YOU ? )     &&    a pattern of pity : the look broken girl can only imagine on their faces, the need to apologize what might otherwise be ignored.    ❛  ------  it’s FINE.  ❜  and she spits fire, a gesture to likely destroyed shoes.   ❛  just point me in the direction of somewhere to CLEAN UP.  ❜

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——- : @metallicvein​​ ♥’d !    [ selectively accepting ]

even darkness cannot swallow the sound of a locked door opening, the shattering of solitude as he enters. SHE IS FEAR IN THE FACE OF UNKNOWN: spine still as holy cross. // cane near quivers in her hand, her own tremor or something else, one cannot be certain.     ❛  -----------  HELLO ?  ❜

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PAIGE’S MUSE ROUND UP !!

>> J O   H A R V E L L E : main && active.@harvalle​

>> N O V E M B E R   K A Y : unaffiliated oc secondary && active @hacnt​ 

>> S H E R L O C K   H O L M E S : secondary & semi-active @deducticn 

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——- : @becomeshope​​ ♥’d !    [ accepting ]

AS THE CRIMSON “ON AIR” DIES   ( or so she imagines it to )   a careful hand reaches for her cane, limbs straightening from the host’s seat.  an exit interrupted :  cataclysmic collision with a tangle of long hair, hands only finding stability in the other’s forearms.     ❛  oh, fuck. I’m so sorry   -----------    ❜    before she releases, rights herself, now flushed rose with humiliation.    ❛  I didn’t hear you coming.  ❜

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even more fucking text memes!

symbols:

send ☀ for a good fucking morning text

send ✉ for a un fucking sent text

send ❤ for an i fucking love you text

send ☾ for a good fucking night text

send ✔ for yes of course you fucking can text

send ✕ for of course fucking not text

send ✂ for a fucking lying text

send ❝❞ for a long fucking winded text

send ♋ for a fucking sext

send ► for a fucking wrong person text

send ☢ for a fucking drunken text

actual texts:

txt - "where the fucking hell are you ?"

txt - "i'm going to fucking kill you."

txt - "you looked so fucking hot today."

txt - "why the fuck did you say that?"

txt - "you're a fucking asshole."

txt - "did you fuck him/her?"

txt - "fuck, i did a bad thing."

txt - "you fucking infuriate me."

txt - "seriously, what the actual fuck?"

txt - "did you actually fucking do that?"

txt - "are you fucking drunk right now?"

txt - "i want to fuck you."

txt - "fuck right off."

txt - "i'm fucking sorry."

txt - "i won't fucking apologise."

txt - "this is your fucking fault."

txt - "you're fucking beautiful."

txt - "you're fucking ugly."

txt - "i can't actually believe you fucking did that."

txt - "i fucking despise you."

txt - "fuck."

txt - "i'm in the fucking hospital."

txt - "why the fuck did you do that?"

txt - "i've been fucking arrested."

txt - "i've broken my fucking arm."

txt - "just fucking shut up already."

txt - "lets have fucking shower sex."

txt - "send me fucking pictures."

txt - "n0 of cours im nt fvbking drunk!!"

txt - "i want you fucking naked."

txt - "fuck, that wasnt meant for you."

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——- : @wolfteethed​ ♥’d !    [ accepting ]

GENTLE REGARD TO HER COMPANY,  a turned head as ash locks curl at soft nape. company in a WIND STORM is scarce, the gentle buzz of the dead radio her only solace.     no broadcasting tonight.     if she is not careful, the ghosts may visit her, temporarily quieted by an unknown task. for now, utter darkness her security, hues lift to nothingness   &&   hope to fall on her visitor while hands tangle in her bag for the last of her belongings.    ❛  sorry, I know I’m late. radio went down, so I’m just packing up and I’ll be out of your hair.  ❜

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haunting . hello !! so everything but my verses are up & running, and I’m just making some more icons (40 isn’t going to cut it) . I’M GUESSING I STILL DON’T SHOW UP IN THE TAGS, but if you’re willing to have me break yours, mutuals can like this for a starter !!

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❛  LITTLE HELP ?  ❜    gentle turn so her back is to him, bare between the open zipper of her dress. A FORMAL EVENT TO REMEMBER, their alias not a name   ///   but a relationship. no choice but to earn the trust of locals, arm in arm.  immovably linked, chained in a dress worthy of a god, ebony rhinestones & golden trim among the glories unseen by lowered eyes.  flush floods her cheeks, both inconvenienced   &&  embarrassed in such glamour.

            ❛  --------        I feel RIDICULOUS.  ❜

---------  @privatejerk.

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willa holland outtakes from da man magazine

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“Shh– No, no, don’t panic, love. You’re safe now.”

SHE IS AN AVALANCHE : fear rumbling in snowfall. a breathless jolt from her terrors   ( more vivid and terrible than one heart can bear )    as she is pulled out at her ankles.    something has BROKEN, shattered by the spirits quivering in her wake, a lamp, perhaps, or the alarm clock.   heaving to catch the flightless bird in her lungs, willing it wings again, she searches vast oblivion for Ginny’s presence, a broken apology  ( embarrassment ) on her lips.     ❛    ————    I’M SORRY.  ❜

——–   meme : nightmares.    [ accepting ]

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vastobscura.

 HE  AMBLES  THROUGHOUT  THE  DARK.   soundless  in  nature,  only  a  dim  cloud  of  what  used  to  be  human.   be  fades  into  the  shadows.    the  thief  strides  only  in  the  shroud  of  night  ;  invincible  &  impossible  to  detect.  at  least  until  her.   the  fog  begins  to  form  a  shape,  a  human  form,  where  he  stands  completely  ( but  silently )  dumbfounded.

there is a FLICKER of light : a shadow only partly seen by broken eyes.  crown tilts, awaiting the intruders response   &&   is met by only silence.   ( silence can say so much )    hues roll, a spinning world, as she turns towards them. to break in with her so near took GUTS : an amateur the stranger was not.     ❛  CAT GOT YOUR TONGUE ?  ❜

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' i can’t go back to sleep after that. i need coffee– no, i need a drink, a stiff one. ' // jason did u wake her up just to be an asshole ???

though she wakes to his voice, lids bother not to open         ( he would not be there even if she did )        instead, her voice heavy with sleep curls, smoke between her teeth.  an arm reaches for the empty side of the bed, pats gently the pillow to suggest he take it.        ❛     ————    it’s late, jase.  I’ll buy you a drink in the MORNING.  ❜

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nightmare starters

“Wake up! Wake up! It’s just a dream!” “What were you dreaming about…? You were shouting…” “I woke up because you were screaming so loudly.” “Shh– No, no, don’t panic, love. You’re safe now.” “It was so real! I swear! He/she was here!” “I don’t ever want to sleep again. What if– what if I dream about that again?” “If you tell me, it’ll go away. That’s what my mum/dad always told me and it’s never failed me.” “Do you want to go back to sleep, or shall I make you a cup of tea?” “I don’t want to go back to sleep…” “I’m so scared… I can’t stop seeing what I just saw. It was so vivid!” “There’s really nobody here, okay? Do you need me to show you around to prove that to you?” “How do I know I’m not still dreaming? You’re acting really strangely.” “Let’s get you to the shower, you’re covered in sweat.” “There’s really nobody else here.” “You’ve got a really bad fever. That must have caused those weird dreams.” “I don’t even know what a peaceful night’s sleep is like anymore.” “I can’t do this anymore. These nightmares have to stop…” “Shh, it was just a bad dream. Just a dream, okay? None of it was real.” “I can’t go back to sleep after that. I need coffee– no, I need a drink, a stiff one.” “How long have you been having these nightmares?” “I’ve had nightmares all my life, but they’ve been really bad recently.” “You get so worked up before you go to sleep, maybe you should try to relax a bit more. Maybe then you’ll get some rest?” “I’d kill for a peaceful night’s sleep.” “A dream catcher? Honestly? I’m not a child.” “Nothing’s ever helped this. I just need to learn to live with the fact that sleeping will always be a nightmare, literally.” “I’m so tired… but there’s no way I’m going back to sleep after that.”

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>> : HEADCANON FILE : ANGER

I. november’s anger : november can have a SHORT TEMPER. she is angry & resentful that she was born BROKEN, and that her foolish mother cursed her with her gifts selfishly. she will snap when she feels attacked, or stressed, or coddled. being PROTECTED is not a feeling she likes : she doesn’t like feeling useless. though typically she’s reserved and collected, don’t make her angry.

II. the ghost’s anger : november is followed by spirits constantly : a few that don’t leave her alone. they feed off her emotionally, so when she ‘hulk’s out, so do they. things SHATTER when she fumes, lights flicker. it’s both a form of protection for november, creating an environment that is HOSTILE and THREATENING, but also a result of their link. if she’s screaming at you, it might be wise to duck & get away from any glass !