#what’s coffee between friends 🤷🏽‍♀️

[fizzytoo]

coffee “date” ☕

[butyou-callmewhenyourebored]

This Must Be My Dream - Ross MacDonald Part 3

Summary: In which you're missing your boyfriend and it takes absolutely zero convincing from the girls to fly across the world to see your man.

Warnings: Swearing, vulgar language somewhere in the middle as there is the tiniest bit of smut.

Author's Note: This is the last instalment of this little universe of characters. A blurb might be heading your way if I get around to it! Hope you enjoy this final part!

Part One Part Two

3.3K Words

Since you joined them on their UK tour, specifically their Manchester gig where it was very obvious to anyone who laid eyes on the pair of you, that you were completely infatuated with one another. You were 100% head over heels for the 6’4” bassist and he you. Literally from that day on, you couldn’t keep your hands off him. You wanted him all the time not that he minded because he wanted you just as bad.

You’ve never had as much sex in your entire life. It was true when you said that when you finally explored every part of your relationship, that he’d ruin every other man for you. You didn’t want anybody else, you were insatiable when it came to him. I think it was fair to say that you loved the bones off of him.

But you also just loved coming home from work and cooking dinner with him, unwinding and talking about your day. Your life had completely changed and done a full 180 and you couldn’t have been happier for how quick your life turned around. Ross loved slowly invading your space; his favourite jumper over the back of the sofa, a pair of slippers finding their way next to the front door and a bag of his favourite coffee on your kitchen counter. You also loved just sitting with him whilst he practised bass and creating funky little riffs whilst you nursed a glass of wine and just listened to him play. You’d never seen anything hotter than watching him do what he loves; whether that be on stage or in his living room. You were completely obsessed with him.

You also became fast friends with Charli and Carly, the group chat you spoke about when you met them properly was very active as you gossiped about your relationships and the band in general or life problems you were all currently facing. There wasn’t a day that went by where you weren’t talking to those girls. Girls you were very happy were now apart of your life, even though it was only a short time ago, you can’t remember what life was like without those two angels in your life.

Usually Charli was all up for a little juicy goss between you girlfriends but today it was less sex talk and more moaning about how much you missed Ross and how you felt at a loss without knowing he was going to be home for dinner because he was in New York for  SNL with the boys.

Charli

Girl I love you but you need to get laid!!!

You

Ohhh I have absolutely no problem with getting laid babe! 🤷🏽‍♀️

Its the fact the man I’d lay down my life for is on the opposite side of the world.

Carly

Let her be! Haha They’re in the honeymoon stage! 

You guys are so sweet, I happen to know he feels the same about you!

Don’t tell Adam I told you!!!

You

He told Adam that? 🥺

Charli

Girl how do you not know this? He’s so pussy whipped it’s ridiculous! 😂

Carly

He did! Ads is ridiculously happy that Ross has found his person!

You

I’m literally repeating ‘Don’t cry! Don’t cry!’ to myself over and over because I don’t want to cry whilst I’m with Denise and have her ask why I’m crying!

Carly

If you’re missing him that much, why don’t you go and surprise him?!

Charli

That’s an insane idea! I’ll come with you! I’ve got to head over there for an Oscars thing anyway, a couple more days in the US won’t hurt anyone!

Carly

I’ll text Ads, he’ll help with the surprise! X

Charli 

I’d ask G but he’ll probably forget what’s happening!

You

You guys! I love you both so much! 💕

Bitch get your suitcase packed we’re going to NY!!!

As soon as you got off the phone to the girls, you booked your flights and then FaceTimed with Charli as you packed your cases together. Struggling with what to pack, what was weather even like in New York in March anyway? Her only input was to just not pack anything considering “You’re probably not going to be wearing a lot once he sees you anyway!”  Which to be fair to her, it was a very valid point. Charli knew you both all too well.

After settling on a mixture of cute outfits; casual and a few fancier ones, she picked out her favourite lingerie sets that you owned and told you “If you didn’t get dicked down the moment he sees you. I’ll fuck you myself!” Which had you cackling loudly because you absolutely knew that wouldn’t be the case but you appreciated the confidence boost from her nonetheless anyway!

“Don’t let G hear you say that! He’ll start getting ideas!”  You smirked; as Charli giggled before finally hanging up the phone so you could get the rest of your shit together.

When you got into bed that night, you wiggled about in excitement knowing that in less than 24 hours you’ll be able to see your man in flesh made it almost impossible to sleep. Feeling a little frisky you pulled off Ross’ shirt that you had stolen and opened up your camera app and hit record.

Sending it off to your man, as a little incentive as what he was missing and how much you were missing him. You shot him a quick warning text.

Just off to bed, missing you like crazy!

Do NOT under any circumstances open this in front of your band mates!!!

I’ll kill you and trust me I’ll know!

I love you xxx

His response made you squeal in excitement! You couldn’t wait to get your hands on him!

Fuck baby! You’re already killing me!

Sweet dreams! Only a couple more days until I’m home!

I love you too xxx

When you touched down in the New York, you forgot the intricacies of travelling with a well known international pop star and the fact paps were already waiting at the airport to pounce on whatever poor unsuspecting celebrity had touched down in the Big Apple. Taking your suitcases you wheeled them on out of the airport alone and into the awaiting car as you waited for Charli because if the paparazzi ruined your surprise you were going to riot because you really wanted to pull this off.

Switching your phone off do not disturb whilst you were in the car, it buzzed with a text from Adam. 

Hope your flight was okay.

Had the hotel pop your name onto Ross’ room!

Also sent your man on a coffee run so I’ll meet you in the lobby! x

You couldn’t help but beam when you spotted your friend waiting for you in the lobby of the hotel. Rushing to pull him into a tight a hug, you were very grateful for a selfless friend like Adam Hann. “Thank you for doing this. It means so much to me.” You told him, once you got your keycard from the front desk, the three of you finally making your way to the floor the band were staying on.

“Yeah seriously! Thanks so much! She’s been so annoying at home!”

“You’re just as bad! Fuck off!” You shot Charli a glare although it didn’t last long because it sent you both into a fit of giggles.

“George is in his room.”  Adam told her; as he stepped out of the elevator onto their floor, the brunette waved over her shoulder before skipping towards her room. “Ross should be back soon. It wasn’t hard to get him out the hotel! You know what he’s like with his caffeine addiction!” He smiled softly at you with a chuckle.

Hugging him once more, you pushed open the door to Ross’ room, abandoning your suitcase by the bed. His open next to the desk that was housing a kettle and an arrangement of crap you knew he had fished out of his pockets before leaving the hotel earlier. Immediately rushing to the bathroom to freshen up before your reunion with your favourite member of The 1975. When you finally settled on the bed, you already felt at home as his scent had already started lingering on the sheets, making your head spin and you started to feel giddy at the prospect of seeing his face in the next few minutes.

You weren’t on your own for very long; about ten minutes after you got into something a little more comfortable (wink wink) you heard Ross’ deep dulcet northern tone on the other side of the door. “Yeah see you in a bit mate. I’m going to go ring the missus!” You sat up, you leant up on your arms when you heard the click of the door, Matty’s voice briefly ringing through the open space.

“Yeah, spare me the details. Tell the bitch to text me back though!”

The flutter of your heart as you heard your boyfriend’s giggle and then him scold him for calling you bitch overrides your life long friend’s need to constantly call you names, as you rolled your eyes. Your heart beat beginning to race as you heard the door finally shut and Ross’ footsteps get louder as he finally got closer to you. You bit your lip nervously, waiting for him to spot you laid out on the bed.

You probably would have laughed at the confused expression etched across his handsome features as he heard your phone ring within the room and him running into find out the source of the noise, if your heart wasn’t thumping against your chest the moment you clapped eyes on him.

Ross blinked repeatedly as he took in your appearance. The fact you were here in New York in his hotel room and not at home in Manchester. The skin of your lip caught between your teeth as you attempted to keep your naughty thoughts at bay but he just looked too good. Already putting his coffee down, Ross was striding across the hotel room and launching himself across the bed before you could even utter the words “Hi baby!” His large hands holding onto your jaw tightly and kissing the air straight out of your lungs.

“Fuck. Missed you so much.” He managed to mumble in between kissing you senseless.

“Missed you more.”  You moaned; arching into his touch, grabbing at his belt to get him as close as humanly possible.

There was definitely no need to take Charli up on her offer because the little clothing you had on was quickly being ripped off as you reconnected after nearly a week apart. The pornographic moan you let out into the pillows as his large hands squeezed at your arse cheeks, pulling at the flesh as he tried to get deeper was enough to make Ross’ grip on you even tighter and really drive home. Squeezing around him, your whole body lit up in tingles as he made you cum again.

Orgasms were always great but you’d never get over the way Ross made you cum like it was the last thing he’d do every single time. You shuddered at the emptiness as he pulled out, anybody else would be knackered after cumming three times but not you. He made you feel insatiable. You always wanted more. Pushing him on to his back; you climbed back on top, straddling his waist and wasting no time before sliding him back inside you where he belonged.

He always felt bigger, more snug if that was even possible when you were on top but the delirious feeling of dragging your pussy up and down his incredible cock, as you made him like this made your head spin as you rode him faster. Running your hands up his chest and through his chest hair that you loved so much, your hands found home either side of his head so you could lean down to kiss him. 

“Love you so much baby.” You murmured into his mouth. “Could do this forever.”

“Always good to me aren’t you love?” Your boyfriend groaned into your mouth at a particular slow drag.

Pulling you to his chest, arms securely wrapped around your waist to hug you in place, Ross planted his feet into the mattress before pistoning into you so fast all you could do was babble absolutely nonsense into the crook of his neck.

“Come on baby, know you can do it.” He whispered into your ear softly.

“I want it. Want you. Need it baby. Give it to me. I’ve been good.” You managed to get out in between moans and chants of his name, like it was only word you knew.

“You’ve already had me though. Had your mouth round my cock within thirty seconds of seeing me. Always make me cum like that don’t you angel and now you want more?” Ross taunted you, the little shit.

“Always want you. Love you so much.” You pressed your mouth to his in a deep kiss.

“You’ll always have me, I love you so fucking much.”

You didn’t think it was possible for him to go any faster but his words of affirmation and way his big cock was fucking into you, had you cumming hard with a loud moan and triggering Ross’ own orgasm, filling you up so much it made you feel delirious. Rolling off him, you snuggled quickly into his side, pressing a soft kiss to his shoulder, as you listened to his heartbeat beat erratically against your cheek.

It was moments like this that you loved almost as much as the sex, the man was incredible but you also just loved to love upon each other and talk absolute rubbish with one another. You couldn’t believe you had gotten so lucky. Ross thinking the same thing as he tucked a fly away piece of hair behind your ear, made you freeze as you just took in the sight of him, a sweet kiss to your forehead followed before he continued telling his story about the restaurant the boys went to the night before, that he’d love to take you to before you both had to leave each other again.

The two of you were in the midst of telling him about the flight over with Charli when Ross’ phone rang from somewhere in the room. Leaning over to rummage through his trouser pocket, you noticed Matty’s name flashing across the screen as he tried to FaceTime him. Ross accepting the call, settled back against the headboard knowing there was always the prospect Matty’s conversation could be long. No hellos were said however when Matty’s face appeared and your heart swelled when you heard the reasonings behind the unsuspected call.

“I’m not saying the walls are thin. But the walls are fucking thin! And if my best pal hasn’t magically teleported to New York and you’ve fucking hurt her. I’ll fucking hurt you MacDonald! Do you hear me? I don’t care, I’ll find a new bassist! Now who the fuck is in your room?” Matty’s voice getting louder and more erratic as he ranted.

“Matty. Calm down, it’s me.” 

You spoke softly as you took the phone off your boyfriend. The pang in your chest when you saw the glossiness in his eyes at the thought of you being fucked over by his mate had your own welling up as you offered him a soft smile.

“Hi bitch!” Matty whispered; a sigh of relief living his mouth.

“Hey dickhead!” You whispered back a chuckle.

“You’re in New York? What the fuck!”

“I am!” You laughed. “Charli and I both kind of missed Ross and G so we thought we’d surprise them. Got in earlier today.”  You explained to your best mate. “You surprised?!”

“Yeah! Fucking relieved too because I genuinely thought I’d have to kill him! I know you guys are cute but fuck me you two are gross. Like actual rabbits. I’m so happy you’re here, Ross can stop moping about now!” You laughed loudly as your boyfriend reprimanded his mate for calling him out, grumbling out that he didn’t mope which only made you laugh louder. Pressing another kiss to his shoulder, you settled your head against it as you continued conversing with your mutual best mate. 

Mumbling something about a piss; your boyfriend jumped out of bed quickly, leaving you with Matty. As soon as the click of the bathroom door echoed back into the room your facial expression turned serious very quickly, scaring Matty and causing him to frown in confusion as to why you looked terrified all of a sudden.

“Be honest with me now.” You started off in a whisper. “Because I don’t think my soul would be able to take it if what I’m about to ask is true or if I ever find out you’re lying.” Matty truly in his confused era at the sudden change of conversation, his heart broke when he saw your lip quiver. “Why did you say that before? Has he ever given you the impression that he’s cheating on me?”

You choked on your own words as you managed to get out, the mere thought of not being enough for Ross was enough to have you about to sob on the phone to Matty.

“Ohhh fuck no! I didn’t know you were here. I heard the noise. I panicked. He’d never. I promise you. That man is annoyingly in love with you!”  Matty grinned at you as he word vomited out his reassurance. “I’ve tried to tell him that you’re not that great but he won’t have any of it.” Your curly haired mate shrugged nonchalantly, successfully pulling a laugh out of you. “I promise he would never do that to you. He’d marry you in a heartbeat if he could.”

At the prospect of Ross talking to Matty about wanting to marry you was enough to make the sob that was bubbling in your chest before resurface but this time out of happiness. Confirming that you weren’t sad, but it were in fact happy tears because you just loved the handsome brunette so much. He was in the middle of chastising you about the noise level when Ross rejoined you both, slipping in beside you and automatically wrapping his arms around you. “Yeah, can we keep the moaning to a minimum whilst we’re here please because some of us do value our sleep.”

“I can’t promise anything!” You smirked; cackling as he screwed up his face in distaste at your boyfriend’s answer..

It took a lot for your to get embarrassed especially around your dickhead of a best friend but suddenly knowing that he’d heard the two of you, heard Ross making you cum multiple times had the heat rushing to your cheeks before muttering something along the lines of “We’ll try our best” before hanging up the phone, it your turn to groan into your boyfriend’s skin.

The two of you spent the next couple of hours in bed; no clothes, tv on, room service ordered and just content on being in each other’s presence. Lazily running your hands up and down his chest, you pressed equally lazy kisses to his skin, peppering them up his neck and jaw until you captured his lips against your own. Fluttering your eyes open,  you took in his handsome features, reaching up to hold his face in your hands.

“I could do this forever.”  You sighed contently against him.

“You want that?”

“Hmmmm” You hummed in agreement, your eyes fluttering closed as you pressed up against him in order to get closer than you already were.

“Marry me.”

Your eyes shot open at the question. Searching his face for some sort of joking air about the loaded question. You managed to spit out a soft “What?” Shock completely taking over you as you stared at your boyfriend.

“I’m serious. You want to be mine. I want to be yours. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?”  He asked again. 

You blinked up at him. “Yes.” 

“Yes?” 

The cock of Ross’ eyebrow; almost challenging your answer, unsure if he heard you right. Nodding frantically, you squealed in delight when he pulled you on top of him in celebration and kissing you so deeply it made you dizzy. You couldn’t help but cry tears of pure happiness as you let him kiss you all over. You were going to marry the love of your life. This crazy handsome, talented, attentive and kind man was going to be your husband and you couldn’t wait!”

[thehighladywrites]

What's set as your phone's lockscreen?

Cheese or chocolate?

Do you have any nicknames?

Last song you listened to?

Have you ever written fanfiction?

Are you on discord?

Do you have any piercings?

 What do you think says the most about a person?

If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

Are you more of a dog person or a cat person?

Headphones or earbuds?

What's the last thing you said out loud?

What's a weird fact that you know?

Are you a morning person or a night owl?

Favorite place to nap?

Are you a member of the LGBTQIA+ community?

Describe yourself in three words.

Jeans or sweatpants?

What's your go-to Starbucks order?

A color you can't stand?

What's your most prized possession?

Coffee or tea?

Favorite extinct animal?

How long have you been on tumblr?

Desert island item?

Describe your aesthetic.

What's your dream job?

Relationship status?

Describe your favorite outfit.

Is there a song you know all the lyrics to?

What color is your hair?

Do you talk to yourself?

Do you wear makeup?

Best compliment you ever received?

@ your favorite blog.

ohhh anon ngl this was super fun to answer, thanks for sending it to me 💜

I have a light pink basic wallpaper, nothing fancy

Chocolate, always

My friends and siblings call me Ama, amara or mara, i’m also called aisha, which is my middle name💗

Teacher’s pet bc i’m trying to get into the mood when writing professor Eris pt 3💀🤤

Yess, this is the blog I write fanfics on!!

Nope!!

I have my nips pierced, I have three piercings in each ear and a nose stud. Bro when I tell you I almost passed tf out?? I hate needles but like i love to look cunty🤷🏽‍♀️

I honestly don’t know, maybe my kindness? I’m empathetic and very emotional. The thought of making someone sad or making them feel bad makes me feel physically ill.

An oreo, basic but delicious

Cat person for sureeee, i think dogs are cute but i prefer kitties

Headphones for sure, I never leave my house without them. I really recommend them too, they’re called skullcandy hesh evo and have amazing noise cancellation

I said fuck out loud

Did you know that goats have accents? Yeah, a goat from europe won’t understand a goat from asia. My grandmother owns goats and she let me know. At first I thought she was fucking with me but it’s true.

A night owl through and through, I sleep during the days and im awake during the nights

My bed for sure, it’s so comfortable bc i have the softest blankets and a massive comforter. My mattress is super plushy and it feels like sleeping on a cloud.

I think i’m bi with a preference for women

funny as fuck, introverted, anxious

Sweatpants at home, jeans outside

I don’t drink starbucks

obnoxiously bright and strong colors

Neither, I like super sweet drinks, but gun to my head the probs coffee.

Dinosaurs, love those lil fuckers

I’ve had this blog for almost 3 months but I had my old account for about 1 year.

If i could bring one item to a deserted island, i’d bring a sharp knife.

I think hyperfeminine and dark academia. My room is super cute in my opinion and it’s a mix between pink and dark colors. My outfit inspos are rachel green, monica geller and jasmine tookes.

My dream job is being a housewife and i’m so serious. I’m not made to sit in an office or work long hours. I just wanna stay at home, bake, look cute, make a house into a home and just exist. Is it really that hard 😩

I’m happily married to my hot wife @rowaelinsdaughter i love her SO MUCH🫶🏽

My fav outfit that I repeat is this one huge white sweater paired with my black pants, I pair it with black boots and a black long coat with a scarf from acne studios

anything chase atlantic, the nbhd, ldr, melanie martinez, burna boy ik the lyrics to hella songs but by fav is probably show me how by men i trust or art deco by ldr

My hair is black, jet black

yes, I talk to myself all the time…

Yes, I wear make up all the time I love it!!

That I have a nice vibe and energy. And I was once told by my sister that i’m the one she calls first for everything bc i’m the one she wants hearing good news first. She said she trusts me the most and i nearly cried😭😭😭

Here are my fav blogs -> !!!!

[yourgoldennotebook]

11, 12, 13, 29 😊

I will answer the numbers you sent me tomorrow :)

11. describe your ideal day.

funny story, but i did this exercise for a freelancing program a little while ago, so i actually know the answer to this. please know it took my effort to not feel self-conscious about how boring this is, but i crave what i crave 🤷🏽‍♀️

my ideal day (because that's what idealism's for, right? craving the greener side, etc etc) is balanced and steady. i wake up in my own bed in my own apartment at 5:30AM without an alarm; i'm well-rested and in no rush when i meander my way to my coffee machine. i brew it, grab a bottle of water, and take my dog out for a quick walk while i hydrate. i sip my coffee in between hopping into a cute workout 'fit, get my ass to a gym for 45ish minutes, and then take a luxurious shower, slick on some sunscreen. make a quick breakfast that i don't have to grapple over ingredients for, because i'll have done the grocery shopping myself. sit outside and eat before i gather a plethora of drinks — beverage goblin!!! beverage goblin!!! — and take it to my standing desk. i stretch while i book my computer up, have a little dance party. work through focus blocks, all three, 1.5 hours each, with 30 minutes in between to take a little walk. break for the day, take my time making myself lunch. go out, take my doggo, no destination necessary. randomly text a friend to meet up, go do something whimsical like rollerskating or to ikea to envision an alternate life & all the trappings to go with it. laugh. laugh loud & ugly. trade phones and let someone who sees me more charitably than i tend to see myself swipe right on just the right person for me to go on a date with in the evening. maybe kiss and kiss and kiss. come home and unwind for the day, with my skincare routine and my silk bonnet and brewing a cosy tea, before i flop into bed with a really good (or really trashy, which is the other side of the same coin) and read till i'm dosing. turn out the lights, stretch out till my toes are curling, and sleep. dream, vividly, not too exhausted to not remember it when i wake up the next day.

12. dog person or cat person?

yes!!!!!!!!!!!!

13. inside or outdoors?

depends on who's inside with me and the weather outside. but outside, i think.

29. three songs that you connect with right now.

sick of losing soulmates, dodie. would've could've should've, taylor swift. someone to stay, vancouver sleep clinic. (yes, i am heartbroken. but i'm also fabulous & productive, so fuck it we ball~)

identity ask (let's subject ourselves to the mortifying ordeal of being known!!!)

[kamigeist]

Sky and Nina:

Ima just Oc Info Dumb because why the hell not 🤷🏽‍♀️ (these are old drawings)

Sky and Nina are brother and sister, their relationship is very close and they tend to look out for each other all the time but I won’t lie that Sky has a bit of a sister complex 🧍🏽‍♀️

The world setting these two are in is a fantasy world, one where literally anything your imagination can muster up probably exists, so different species just casually walk around the streets. Humans exist too so I haven’t completely removed them off the face of the earth :)

Alright so let’s talk about Sky. Well he’s a 18 year old guy with severe sleeping problems such as; insomnia, sleep paralysis and occasionally might pass out during the day. Coffee and anything that would give him an energy boost is his best friend. The only other times he can get a goodnights sleep is if he sleeps/cuddles up with someone he trusts (which makes sense right? You get bad nightmares and the only way to feel safe is in the person you trust the mosts arms) and usually it is his sister, but sometimes it can be his most closes friends too. (Which I just realised is only girls 🥸 but don’t worry two of them are dating while the other is an asexual game obsessed nerd so that automatically rules them out lmao) This was only one thing about sky I HAVE MORE AHAHA-

When he was younger he encountered a few demon spirits that try to talk to him and weirdly try to comfort him whenever he was feeling down. Though they more freaked him out more than anything because whenever he would talk about one being right next to him the other person would get really confused and just assume he might of accidentally watched a horror movie and just has a wide imagination. Basically he could actually see demons and everyone would just assume it’s because he’s very imaginative. I say that he might of accidentally watched a horror movie because horror movies was actually his mother’s favourite genre of shows to watch, so it would usually be on the TV whenever she would be on it. And although the horror movies did scare him it never had anything to do with the actual demons around him. In fact ever since he was 6 years old there had been this one specific demon that has been by his side since 6 to 18 years old, Sky liked to call them Siren because they occasionally they would sound like one and it’s what freaks him out the most but actually Siren has another name which Sky refused to call them. Their real name was actually Mittens but that’s it, Mittens wouldn’t talk about themselves. Only talk about Sky and whatever he was thinking because they have been in Sky’s head most of his life that they know exactly everything there is to know about the blonde male. Almost like are trapped with Sky forever. Mittens would love to do physical damage but the chains on Sky’s wrists are made with magic to keep the demons from actually touching him or any other person. Kind of like how Sky is like the gate between Humans and Demons. Now here’s the funny part, these chains on Sky’s wrists- yeah he actually has no idea who put them on him since one day at the age of 8 years old he woke up after a long night that felt like forever and had these chains that ended up being impossible to remove. Almost like they were super glued to his skin, later on as a few years past he found out it non other than his own mother who put them on :0 DUN DUN DUNN- to protect him from the evil that would ever come across his way. Before he had them he would get injured or scratched up in his sleep so the mother had no choice but to do what she did even if it meant being in debt to someone for it. That debt was her life. She died when Sky was 9 years old.

So yeah that’s the emo boy for you 👍🏽 ON TO HIS LITTLE SISTER ☝️💥💥

Nina is 7 years younger than Sky so that would make her currently 11 years old. Now you might understand why he has the need to protect his younger sister? For she is the only family member he has. Plus Nina has actually been blind her entire life, from the moment she was born the doctor’s found out that she just about made it but will likely suffer blindness for her entire life. So she has no idea on what the world she lives in truly looks like. Though she really does enjoy being outside in the nature so she can feel the breeze and the grass and whatever animals or insects decide to come near her. Kind of the complete polar opposite to her older brother who likes staying indoors more. Sometimes she goes out with her brother (mostly) and sometimes she’ll go out with her friends who understands her blindness and tries to take care of her during school and out of school. Basically she is loved by good people with a good heart and that’s all that matters to her. Now here comes fantasy kick because from the age of 6 she once thought she could see again but really what she was seeing was the spirits that have already died but continues to live on as spirits. (Basically the brother sees demons while the sister can see spirits, I like think that they remind me as a devil and angel) And the first spirit she saw was non other than the loving mother she never got to spend more time with, sadly 😔.

I’d like to just say that their mother never purposely left it was more so that she just wanted to keep her children safe from any harm no matter what, even if it costed her life for a better result. Fun fact, she knew of both her children’s ability but never said anything because she figured they would be too young to understand the full story.

I’ve given them such a tragic backstory BUT IT WAS NECESSARY!! Also if your reading this message then congrats for reading my rambling about these two specific characters that are actually very important characters in the main story of mine. Good job 👍🏽 you might as well tell me what you think of it right? Maybe even suggest some improvements or questions 👀

[bellemorte180]

first lines

Rules: List the first lines of your last 10 (HA!) stories. See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag some people to take part.Tagged by @thetourguidebarbie Thank you for the tag! Sigh.....I have SO MANY WIP. And I did the first paragraph of each fic 🤷🏽‍♀️

The Machiavellian

July 1918

She ran down the hill, the sharp intake breath piercing her lungs making it difficult to breath. Her skin was slick with sweat, making her white dress cling to her body. Her corset dug into her ribs causing movement to be difficult. The setting sun beating down on her as she pushed forward did not help her for she was not used to such exercise but she did not let that stop her. She couldn’t. She just had to keep running. Her life depended upon it.

Of Temptations and Pomegranate Seeds

The first time he saw her, she was standing among flowers in shades of pastel pinks and rose gold. Her pure white wings fluttered behind her, her long blond hair hanging around her shoulders. She knelt upon the ground, dirt covering her faded blue dress and her hands holding a flower in the palm of her hand. A tree was arched above her, forever moving in unison with her, blocking the warm sun from blemishing her perfect skin.

A Portrait of a Broken Marriage

Klaus maneuvered his way through the crowd, the scent of creole lingering in the air as he sipped on his morning coffee. The early sun beat down upon him and a cool breeze had him pulling his light coat tighter around him. The aftermath of Mardi Gras was always something that made Klaus shake his head. Memories consumed him of his own youth, recklessness that had him questioning his sanity when he was young.

Three Hundred Miles of Good Road

The English Gazette

March 15, 1813

My dear readers,

Another season is upon us and as London is flooded with the elite and highest of the Ton, I am once again pondering the questions of what exactly makes up society? What is it and who e xactly decides what is or is not appropriate? I personally find that the highest of society are nothing more than sycophants dressed in pompous clothing and fill the dark void of their lives with vices and temptations that they scorn the lower class for.

O'Holy Night

Christmas Eve, 2010

The bells chimed, a haunting echo that pierced through the cold air. A low breath was let out, hanging before her in a white mist. The lifeless-gray headstone appeared in a soft blanket of snow, the ground having frozen over the empty casket. It was strange to think that a year ago, she had been nothing more than a girl, with dreams of a future and it was strange to reflect on that part of her life. A life before a pillow covered her face, taking away any breath she had, the face of her best friend staring down at her. The last strand of innocence died a slow death that day.

Echoes of Sorrow

Rye, East Sussex, England

The heels clicked against the hardwood floor of her tudor style cottage. A few people milled about her home, checking the schedules and ensuring her make-up was perfect. She had sent her fiance and daughter away from the house to ensure that her young three year old did not find her way into trouble during the interview. She pushed her long curls behind her ear, turning to look at her reflection in the glass window, barely seeing the soft snow that was falling in the cold March weather. It was a soft white blanket that laid upon the ground, echoing a peacefulness that she had struggled to find in her life.

The Long Road Home

Caroline Elizabeth Mikaelson

I Intend to be your Last

October 10, 1924 - February 19, 2016

Just Another Fairytale

Once upon a time, the Kingdom of Orleans was reaching a new age and it’s security hung in the balance. The kingdom stood between the Northern Mountains of Rousseau and the Southern Mystic Sea. To the West was the bayou, a swampy grassland that typically held the poorest of the kingdom while in the East held the rich and thick forest of Abattoir. A village was located not far from the forest and it profited well due to a long dirt road that led to the royal castle. The foot traffic alone was enough to make the local tavern stay afloat.

Last Love

“Does it ever make you think that every time he texts you, you feel your heart sink?” Klaus asked her, sipping on his bourbon at the Mystic Grill. Caroline narrowed her eyes at him in annoyance. His smirk placed on his lips and Caroline wanted nothing more than to smack it off his face. However, she knew better than to take on the Original Hybrid; he would wipe the floor with her.

Death in its Purest Form

The lights flickered overhead, the fluorescent hugh gazing overhead as Caroline breathed in the sterile smell of the room. Staring at the white false brick of the wall, unable to gaze at anything else. The high pitched ringing that sounded in her ears blurred out everything else around her. There was a voice, mingled in the sound; something distant and far away. Eyes looked at her, expecting an answer but she had nothing to say. No words could form from her lips as she felt her throat dry up and tighten.

Tagging: @helpless-in-sleep @klavscaroline @little-miss-sunny-daisy@cupcakemolotov @princess-of-the-worlds @darkestgrays

[thewhitecanaree]

For the tag by @the-light-from-your-eyes 🥰

Name : Maria

Nickname : Mars

Zodiac : Libra

Height : around 163 cm

Language : Arabic & English

Nationality : Lebanese 🇱🇧

Season : • If this is about my favorite, i don't have one, i like different things about each one, but i want to mention i really love rain, wind, thunder and lightning. And i love when the sun is up.

• Now, if it's about which season it is where i live, i suppose it's Spring? Or should be, but that day it legit ass rained, like the whole thunder thing like it was mid-winter , not that I'm complaining though 😏.

Flower : uh... i love all plants equally (flowery and non-flowery- all kinds really) and i could never practice favoritism on them, it hurts their feelings. Thank you.

Scent : idk whatever the fuck my brain thinks rad. Have a weakness for that Vanilla scent tho.

Color : blue, derivatives of blue, all kinds and shades of blue.

(Right up to grey blue, sorry idk the names of other than the original colors 🤷🏽‍♀️ ).

Animal : Horses, the very beautiful horses, and as far as spirit animals are concerned it's a Wolf. And a cute little rabit for a cute little pet.

Fav character(s) : My queens list : Sara Lance (LoT) , Lagertha (Vikings) , Hayley Marshall (The Originals).

Honorable mentions : Ray Palmer and John Constantine (LoT), Felicity Smoak and Laurel Lance (Arrow) , Ella Lopez (Lucifer) , Matt Murdock (Daredevil) , Castiel (Supernatural), John Snow and Arya Stark (GoT). Kay. Enough for now.

Coffee,tea or hot chocolate : Hot chocolate.

Average Hours Of Sleep : Really widely depends, and it's the dilemma of my life rn. It can be between 3-11 hours , really depends on the weight and pressure of responsibilities.

Cats or dogs : I like both. But don't have neither.

Blankets : Depends on the weather, can be up to 3. But right now it's just 1.

Place my ancestors came from : i heard this long story from my grandfather's brother, who was digging into the family tree, that my father's family originally came from Turkey? And then came and inhabitted a region in Lebanon. But i like to still think that I'm originally from Lebanon, because i am!

Blog established : like 3 months ago? Or maybe before not sure. But it's fresh.

Followers : 11 or so?

Random Facts :

1. I'm struggling with sleep issues.

2. I'm highly interested in Forensics and would love to make a career out of it one day.

3. I'm a skeptic, and have trust issues with the entire universe.

-> i just counted the questions to make sure they're actually 20.

4. Currently struggling with belief systems and questioning why should they exist in the first place.

5. Tv show addict.

6. Love to read.

7. Sucker for simple rom-com movies, preferably something with Jason Segel/ Paul Rudd in it.

8. I love martial arts and dancing, but i still haven't learnt any.

9. I have a mild back condition, that I'm kinda insecure about.

10. Love astronomy.

11. Would like to eventually try being sucked into a black hole, i have this idea that it would take you to a whole different dimension/ universe and I would love to see what happens even with the risk of dying.

12. Desperate romantic. But never really found the right person.

13. I've never been in a relationship.

14. I'm 20 years old. But for some subconscious reason i still feel like I'm stuck at 16.

15. I adore documentaries. Especially Nature- related documentaries.

16. Lowkey, never know what would i have done without my 3 best friends. I'm in love with them. Even if most of the time they're far away.

17. Some day I'd like to be able to do photosynthesis, until then i will be content loving the sun as much as plants love it.

20 Questions Game

Answer 20 questions, then tag 20 bloggers you want to get to know better.

Thanks for the tag @captain-marverica

Name: Katherine

Nickname: Katie

Zodiac: ☀️Aries, 🌙Libra, ⬆️Gemini

Height: 5′5″

Languages Spoken: English, and like advanced in French, I never got to go abroad 😔

Nationality: American

Favorite Season: Again, depends on my mood. I love the August-October time of year

Favorite Flower: Sunflowers, or pretty much any yellow flower, and the cute lil purple flowers that grow in my yard among the grass ☺️

Favorite Scent: Freshly cut grass, the ground after it rains, coffee shops

Favorite Color: Depends on my mood, but mostly sea green, light yellow, and hot pink

Favorite Animal: Dragons! More seriously, dogs, koalas, and horses.

Favorite Fictional Characters: 

Kylo Ren/Ben Solo

Merlin/Emrys & King Arthur/Arthur Pendragon

Thor, Dr. Strange, Captain Marvel

Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate: Coffee 

Average Sleep Hours: Really depends. During quarantine it’s been 8+ hours. 

Dog or Cat Person: Dog, I have an (Apricot) English Mastiff and I LOVE HER 

Number of Blankets You Sleep With: One, all the way up to my chin 😌

Dream Trip: I mean I want to go to Disney World for Halloween or back down to my aunt’s house in the keys but like if we are seriously talking “trip of a lifetime”…. there are so many places

Places my ancestors came from (Lithuania, Ireland, Italy, and more places in the U.S.)

Literally all of the UK (WALES!!!)

Some tropical places would be cool too

Blog Established: Fall 2018

BUT I’ve had a tumblr blog consistently since 2012 (thepersonfrommemorylane, she-the-sea, both deleted)

Followers: 1,287

Random Fact: I have heterochromia in one of my eyes, so I have three random bars of brown in my otherwise green eye 👀

I am absolutely not tagging 20 people but I will tag @mother-of-lionss @tolkienlockian @i-really-should-change-my-url