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My name means beautiful orchard and song. Yet, I am far from that. For inside I am dark and insanity rules me. I hope to see you around.

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Tracking: thebeautifulorchardandsong

fxxkpain:

"Um… I possibly could" She replied with a smile to the girl as she turned to her fully. She lightly placed her arms across her chest. "What ez et that you need help with?"

She gives her a small smile and runs nervous fingers through her hair. “I need this book on shadows. It explains them in content, but I can’t find and I can’t remember the title. I’m sure if I see it then I’ll remember it.”

fxxkpain:

As someone sits in front of him he pauses his music and pulls out his headphones. Colton nodded his head and let out a sad sigh before he replied “Colton, my name is Colton.”

She gives him a smile, eyes lighting up. “It’s nice to meet you Colton.” She stares at the drawing of the cupcake on the window. “You know I can buy you a real one. I mean I don’t know you, but I want to do something nice for you seeing as it is your birthday.”

OOC

Time for sleep because classes and other things tomorrow. I have 51+ drafts, but I’m a fucking thread whore so you guys should like this for a starter. I will see you guys in the morning. Love you all. Stay wonderful.

fxxkpain:

Colton was sitting in a random cafe, his head resting against the window. He let out a small sigh as the music played in his ears, his breath making a frost on the window. He then traced a cupcake with a candle on top in the frost. “Happy Birthday to me.” He mumbled to himself.

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Charmaine had been walking when she passes a boy with a rather downcast expression. She hears what he says and she feels a twinge of pity for him. He seems alone. She walks over to him and sits down in front of him. “Hi,” she mumbles shyly. “Is it your birthday? Happy birthday. I’m Charmaine. What’s your name?”

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fxxkpain:

Pixie was in the library, looking through some books. Trying to see if one would catch her eyes to read later. She let out a small sigh and closed the book in her hands and put it back on the self. 

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Charmaine had been going through the library, trying to find a certain book, a book explaining the shadows, but she couldn’t find. Fingers dance across the spines of the books before she sees a girl. She approaches her shyly. “Hi. Can you help me?” she asks.

rthless:

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There’s a small smile forming against pale flesh, slight dimple poking outwards as his lips established into a full grin. With dilated blue eyes and flushed cheeks, a tiny giggle passes his roseate lips. “‘S nice how you’re always able to see me, yet to everyone else I’m like invisible.” His words are somewhat incoherent and jumbled due to the joint he finished minutes before, and his blonde hair is disheveled, and he looks downright ridiculous, yet he’s still blissfully beaming.  

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Charmaine blushes lightly, an invisible hand painting her cheeks with pink paint, making her lips and face appear rosier than usual and making her a little bit more childish. She shrugs. “I see you because you see me. No one sees me except for you. And when they do all they do is mock me.” She takes a joint from him and lights it up, taking a long drag, watching the cherry burn brightly. She laughs lightly at his adorable ridiculousness. “You’re different, but I don’t get why people would ignore you. You’re too cute for that.”

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Please tell me that the relationship gifset I made did not kill you guys. I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry if I did.

beastlynecromancer, greeneyedband

Relationships: Unseen Chaos-Devlin Hades and Charmaine Rodriguez
  • Name: Devlin Hades
  • Relationship: Surrogate brother, protector, mentor
  • Verse: Camp Half-Blood (Unseen Chaos)
  • Tags: #Devlin Hades, #unseen chaos, #my blue eyed warrior
  • Description: 
    Unseen Chaos: 
    Running, she was running from a monster when she bumped into him. Afraid of him, but more afraid of the monster, she helped him fight it off until they killed it. He revealed that there was another camp that he belonged to, a camp that could help her control her powers. He took her and there he cared for her, becoming her confidant and mentor, teaching her how to fight better, and protecting her from the menacing attitudes of the other campers. She loved him as she would have loved a sibling and she felt a never ending pile of debt rising up. She would protect him and he would protect her, because he was the only one who understood her insanity.
beastlynecromancer

breathemegently:

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                      the blood of the night rushes to clump together lashes and it’s busy mingling with tears as well ; the drops carry themselves down the expanse of a high-cheeked flush, few stopping to curve along a soft jaw. car keys scrape words into the wall of a bathroom stall ­–– he’s just stopped to pinch his nose, the burn of cocaine tearing through him to rip apart precious brain cells and poison blood… because who needs that??? teenage angst dares to cloud the mystery of tainted azure –– the color of a rare clear sky that has managed to burrow into the marrow of winter’s bone. and his name stands out, etched into cheap lead-infused paint: EDWARD DERANGE –– ST. EDDIE.


                             ❛ –– fUCK.. ❜ not nearly strong enough to break a stall door, though all five foot seven of him dares to slam against it.

                      It’s much too quiet, much too quiet, silence clinging on to the girl’s fragile form like a shadowy cloak, hiding her from everything and everyone, suffocating her with its darkness, threatening to choke her. She’s holding onto a bottle of alcohol like it’s her lifeline, the liquid sloshing down her arm, falling down onto the ground like poisonous teardrops. Her gait is still steady, but her mind is clouded by intoxicating perfumes from the bitter liquid. Then she hears it. A soft sound. A voice. She doesn’t know if it’s just her fevered mind playing tricks on her, but she investigates anyways. She moves towards it. She hears it again-the noises. This time a slamming as if a body is slamming against a hard surface. She moves closer and sees a boy. 

                      “What are you doing?” she asks, pointing the opening of her bottle towards him.

nobilixangeli:

two single parents end up becoming best friends because their kids are in the same class and their kids have a sleepover and the one parent suggests that the other should stay and the parent ends up staying and after they put the kids to bed they start talking about how they wished that people didn’t judge them for being a single parent and one of the parents says that single parents should work together or something like that and they end up kissing and idk it would be a cute thread