#ghostive

        ❛   WHY DO YOU            look at me like that ?     like ...     one minute you’re smiling and the next  ,   you see me and it’s as if you can’t be happy around me.     like ...     everything seeps out of you when you look at me sometimes and it’s replaced with this weight.     why ?   ❜

         ❛   IF HE SCREAMS             one more time                        i’m going to eat him.   ❜

        ❛   NAT                        WYATT                 NAT                           ❜               voice cracks on last vowel , bird’s song broken.     holds every turbulence of her chest in just his name , in her voice.     croaked as the frog might have once.     eyes are red , stinging.     tears shed for hours all ready , she’s not sure any more can fall as phantom heart wishes.               ❛   what did i                        what did i do ?     i must have done something wrong , to make you hate me                             please.     tell me what i did.     things were so ...     fine.     i think.      from what i remember.     but i                             i did something.     i don’t know.     or i don’t remember.     what did i do wrong ?     i’m sorry.   ❜

        HANDS GRASP SHIRT ,            pulling him in so she can clash lips against his.     chaste but carries every emotion in her body , everything she’s ever felt about him and feels.     pushes it all into this one touch , one moment.     their love.     head is pulled back for just a moment , to meet eyes again.     her own hazel and vulnerable convey that she never wants this to end.     this eternity is what she wants.     and she dives again , heart beating so fast she’s not sure why it does when she doesn’t have one anymore.     but it does.     her arms around his shoulders now , lips meet lips again.     she can’t help feeling everything has narrowed down to this point , this one touch that floods her with warmth , with the sting of his love so sweet she ought to swoon.     she doesn’t.     she returns such feeling , lets it carry her where her heart desires.     always     :     into his arms of her own accord.     dizzy , aching but always her choice.      and he is always her choice.

* THE WOLF NEARLY CRAWLED OUT OF HUMAN SKIN,       the  forest  green  hues  growing  wide  as  her entire  body  jumps  before  she  lets  out  a  heavy  sigh  at  the  apparition  of  the  boy.   ‘ this  whole  seein’  ghosts  thing  is  still  pretty  new  to  me,   so  maybe  like  announce  y’erself  or  somethin’  next  time?   and  all  the  times  after  that?  ’        /           * STARTER FOR @ghostive.

       that’s how he’s wound up at this house. the tragedy house. he’s heard about it ----- lavender told him about it after his insistence on the matter; he likes to KNOW what other ghouls and goblins ( goblins are a thing? maybe? he doesn’t know ) are in the surrounding area ----- which is why he’s here now. “ hellooooo? anybody home ?? ” he’s cast himself from being SEEN by anyone else but other ghosts ---- even another supernatural creature, unless ultimately powerful, couldn’t even detect him. he’s learning new tricks every day.

“So what’s ya story? Ya been a goody two shoes and it ain’t ya fault? innocent even?” She asked in a mocking tone, forming her lips into a pout. “Better start talking, pretty boy. Don't wanna have to ruin that face of yours."