Considering making a brand new rp blog and starting over fresh.
When your muse get’s their heart broken [without warning] and all you want to do is cry for them.
Anonymous asked:
📱any verse
“Finn, I know that you will probably never get this and that your voice mail is probably almost full from my calls but right now.. right now I feel like this is the only way that I can talk to you.. It’s only been seven days since you were taken from us and every day I continue to call your phone just so I can hear that goofy little message you made for it. Everyone is sort of expecting me to be strong right now but I don’t have the energy to be strong, to smile or to tell people I’m fine because in all honesty.. I’m the furthest thing from it. It’s so hard for me to think that I won’t ever get to gaze into those beautiful eyes of yours again or hold your hand or tell you that I love you face to face. I miss you, Finn. I miss you more than I could ever put into words, it’s like there’s a piece of my heart missing, a piece of my soul missing. This world is a cruel cruel place, you should still be here, still be playing those drums, singing, dancing, making yourself an amazing life and we should get to live out the happy ending we always promised each other. Today.. today I couldn’t get myself out of bed, no one could encourage me too either because it was like there was this great weight sitting on my chest to the point where breathing felt impossible. I wish I could see you one more time, kiss you, hug you, fall asleep in your arms.. everything.. I wish we just had one more day.. or some kind of warning so that we could have had that last piece of time together. You made my world a brighter place and I will be forever grateful for all of the things you did for me and all of the things you’ll continue to do for me. I love you, I love you with all of my heart and soul for the rest of eternity..”
“Okay, I know this looks bad…”
Quinn was shocked by what she had walked in on in the choir room, it was something she wished that she had never had to witness but there she was, face to face with the boy she was falling in love with and her so called best friend. “Right.. so you weren’t just locking lips with one another?” She asked, the pain was evident in her words, the tears welling in her eyes as she stood there looking between them both. In that moment it was as though something had broken between them and it was something that wasn’t going to be easily repaired. “I.. I.. I have to go.” She stammered out before taking off out of the room and out to her car. She didn’t want either of them to see her cry or know that she was easily hurt over something like that.
“This definitely isn’t what it looks like.”
“Then what is it, Sam? Dora the Explorer on a playdate or you flirting with another girl?” She asked as she looked away from him, unable to make eye contact with him. Quinn wasn’t sure why she was so jealous about it all when he had clearly expressed his feelings for her but there was something rising inside her telling her to be more protective over what was hers. “Look, I get it, guys look at other girls all the time but you can’t tell me that when we’re together you’re not looking at other girls asses.” She said angrily.
Anonymous asked:
“You’re leaving? But it’s taco night…”
“I have to, honey. I have to work. You enjoy the tacos without me and I promise I’ll try my best to be here for the next taco night.” She said softly before leaning in and pressing a soft loving kiss to Finn’s lips. The only downside of still working at the diner was that she was often on night shifts, it paid a little more and gave them extra money but she knew that it was hard on Finn as well. They didn’t get to see each other as often as they wished they could but she was trying her hardest to make sure that she could help create a beautiful life for them. “I’ll be home after midnight and I’ll try not to wake you if you’re asleep.” She whispered as she got up and gave him one last longing look before setting off for work for the night.
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“Wait! Hold on!“
Everything seemed a little crazy, between work and her home life and her colleagues finding out that she was in a relationship with a parent of one of her students everything felt as though it was spinning out of control. That evening Rachel had freaked out on Finn, she hadn’t intended to but she was scared, scared that she might lose her job, lose Finn, lose the things she cared about the most. Just as she was about to walk away she heard his voice and spun around on her heel, her jaw dropping when she saw him down on one knee with a ring in hand. “Finn.. What.. What are you doing?” She asked but it was obviously what he was doing and her answer was sitting on the tip of her tongue. She knew that she loved him, that they met for a reason and that what they had together extended beyond teacher/parent, beyond friends, beyond lovers, it went into the realm of soulmates. She knew that he was her other half and she didn’t want to let him go.
“I lost my pants - but I found myself.”
The night before Rachel and Finn had gone their separate ways for their last night before their wedding but somehow they had both managed to break away from their friends and sneak in some alone time. “Just one question, how did you lose your pants in the first place?” She asked curiously before rethinking that and laughing a little. “Actually, I don’t want to know. It’s probably safer to remain in the dark about that one.”
I have an interview on Monday!!!!
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send 💍 for my muse to find a box with an engagement ring in it. send 👂 to overhear my muse talking about yours. send 💤 for my muse to say something about yours in their sleep. send📱for a voicemail my muse left yours. send 💻 for my muse’s reaction to your muse’s browser history. send 🌀 for my muse’s reaction to getting stuck in a storm with yours. send 👀 for the moment my muse realized they’re in love with yours.
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Drunk sentence starters.
“See, I’m not too drunk, I can still take my clothes off.” “I lost my pants - but I found myself.” “I feel like a pickle torpedo… In a sea of graham cracker crumbs.” “I’m not a violent guy. If there was a ghost up there at that stop sign I would just let him pass. Even if it wasn’t his turn I still wouldn’t punch him.” “IT’S THE PYTHAGOREAN THEOREM YOU FAT MOTHERFUCKER!” “Look at all this snow, imagine if it was sand, but still cold, no wait, warm snow. I like the beach.” “I’LL PROTECT YOU! I’M BATMAN!” “Let’s see what’s in this cabinet! What the fuck is in this cabinet?! There’s nothing interesting in this cabinet! I’m going to slam this cabinet shut now! Let’s move on to the next cabinet.” “If I had 47 dragons, I’d give you one but only one.” “Suck my dick, I’m a pterodactyl!” “German people are quiet, then BOOM! They take over Poland for no good reason!” “I’m not David Hasselhoff!” “Please don’t think bad about me, ‘cause I’m drunk. I’ll be a good wife, I know where to buy good tomatoes and cucumbers!” “I think that rock is judging me. FUCK YOU YOU WHORE ROCK.” “Don’t worry, when I’m in charge you can still be deputy of fire truck planet.” “Fuck this pizza.”
Hilary Duff as Samantha Montgomery on A Cinderella Story (2004) Part 1/5
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