psychoticbrother:

“because you & i both know we’re not just
 friends. and i paid for your food. it’s a date.”

"or we could just call it you
being a gentleman, right?”

armigerx:

       ^{{ totally didn’t hear the knock at his bedroom door;
                           he’s just gonna ignore it. }}

     "open the door.“
     another knock.
     "what are you doing?”

claweddisaster:

+  waiiling

      _{” Could you please stop
            taking your anger out on me?
       It’s slightly distressing.”} 

“ Don’t puppy dog eye me, Lahey. ”

bxdguy:

        ❝ ———.. heebie jeebies. ❞

         ❝ I’m so on edge, the LAST thing I need your sarcasm !!❞

likeithurtsme:

        ♛ —— :

                    ❝  And Ethan tried to tell me redheads were
                         no fun ——- how’d you even manage this?
                         You do realize that your mom is going to
                         f l i p on you when she finds out  .   .   .  ❞

◄▊▏ℒ ▕ ▊►   —-; 

            ❝ Of course I realize that – ! Don’t you
            think that’s why I’m trying to get
           everyone o u t of my house! It was
           supposed to be a  'small get together’
           but then this happens – !!! ❞

notjustabadboy:

send me your character’s name and i’ll put it in this generator and write a starter based on what comes out

[ waiiling ]
Lydia and Aiden eating dinner together.

    “you know this counts as a date, right?
     you’re not dong a good job of staying
                                              away from me.”

       ’ since when is hanging out with
      someone considered a date? ‘ 
      she’ll just ignore that second part.

silvxrveins:

       ’ hey. did you hear something ? ’

      ❝Uh..- no. Did you?❞

xarrowheart:

        Lydia’s voice pulled Allison away
        from whatever deep sleep she had been
        in & she slowly sat up, sleep still holding
        her limbs down like weights.

❝Lyd? — you okay?❞

           A quick gulp of   whatever was stuck in
          her throat. It was just a dream,    a false
          foreshadowing of a  persons faith. Skin
          felt numb, lids felt heavy. A few blinks to
          clear the  deep s l e e p    from her eyes.

                                                                      ❝Yeah..! Don’t I seem okay?❞

        She A W O K E as if startled by a loud noise.
           But in reality, it was just the familiar whispers
               of the other side. What kind of reality is this?

                                                                                                         "Allison?“