a little later on.

you'll be awake & you'll be alert. you'll be positive ( though it hurts ). ind. priv. khux protag.

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hello guys!!!  i’ve got a lotta new followers to check, but imma try to do some work here tomorrow!  some threads, and maybe even some starters!  so count this as a starter call!

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hello guys!!!  i’ve got a lotta new followers to check, but imma try to do some work here tomorrow!  some threads, and maybe even some starters!  so count this as a starter call!

[adaestra]

there is no sound my heart makes  (other than) I HAVE BEEN FORGOTTEN.                                    I DO NOT EXIST.

this indigent chest, b.s.h (via allianceofficer)

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untitled by Rhiain. on Flickr.

[unstablesuggestion]

I feel like I'm inherently bad for everyone

[songsummoner]

like for a hug reblog for an infinite hug

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braenjr:

A light laugh escaped her lips when she saw her enthusiam. It was pretty contagious considering she was just as glad to see her too. Albeit, her attitude was a bit more composed. But to emphasize her excitement, she grabbed her hands.

❝ ——  Gem is fine!   I’m quite glad to see you too. It has been hasn’t it? ❞   she let go of her hands and let them swing at her sides.  ❝ It’s been going great. I’ve been around the square lately. How has your days been holding up for you?  ❞

            “But Gemi is CUTE!”  And so is the one the nickname has been bestowed upon ( at least, hana certainly thinks so! ) and thus the name is apt to stick.  For quite some time, at least until she thinks of a better one.  ( not overly disposed towards nicknames, but --- fond of the friendship and the bond they imply. )  “I’ve been REALLY BUSY ------ monsters to stop, people to save!”  A wide grin is offered.  “Bein’ a hero is pretty fun!”  And dangerous, if her aching knees and whining muscles are to be believed.

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dreamled:

“ Oh! Oh, oh, oh! ” It doesn’t take Mio long to scramble back up from the pavement and, were it not for the risk of covering her hands in pink gloop, she’d have effortlessly wiped herself as though nothing had happened at all. She hadn’t meant to ignore the hand offered to her either, she’d really just moved too quick, but awkwardness settles the moment realises and, somehow, the only way Mio can think to settle the situation is to give the other girl a high-five. Cringe. 

 “ It’s totally fine, I’m totally fine! ” she adds, quickly snatching her hand away, palms slapped together as she shakes her head,“ You don’t need to do anything! It’s my fault for not looking where I’m going! I just need to, uh— ” A pause; she looks down at her doomed-to-be-horribly-stained shirt for a moment and then back up at the other girl, wearing an awkward grin, with eyebrows raised.“ You wouldn’t happen to have any wipes or anything like that, would you? ”

              The high - five is ------ unexpected, to say the least, and Hana pauses, head TILTING.  There’s an awkward attempt at a smile, but she’s still too red and DEEPLY EMBARRASSED to do manage it with any sincerity.  Hana isn’t UPSET with her ( it takes a great deal to enrage the little heroine ) but she is certainly annoyed with herself.

                “Y - Yeah!  Hold on a second ---” she stutters out as shoulder curl and body bends and she digs frantically through her bag.  It takes a long moment, but she does manage to find the several handkerchiefs she keeps with her ( they remind her of cinderella’s home, which is why she collects them ) and hands two of them to the stranger before her.  “Here --- you can keep them if you want.  It’s the least I can ------ oh, gosh, I really am sorry.”

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ivcae:

      ❛ really ? ❜ timid hands accepted the weaved flowers, but her expression was wreathed in obvious gratitude. she took the time to look at the pretty thing; the detail was absolutely stunning ( she especially loved the little purple ones ). ❛ how on earth did you make this ? it’s beautiful ! ❜

         The FLATTERY warms her cheeks, pink blooming ‘neath the faint freckles spattered there.  Smile turns SHYER.  “Oh --- !!  It’s really not that special!  I’ve just ------ made a lot of them over the years.  Practice makes perfect.”  A lonely child grows desperate for hobbies to distract from absence; making things had been one of many for her.

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@braenjr

        “Gem --- mi!!”  she turns the nickname to too many syllables when she sees her, joy honestly upon fair skin.  OH!  IT’S BEEN A WHILE!  “I missed you!  How’s it been?”

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@vcntusu

         “Just ‘cause we’re in different Unions doesn’t mean we can’t still help each other, RIGHT?”  Of course she’d leap in to help a fellow wielder when she found them in a bind --------- no matter their loyalties.  Just like Ephemera had done for her!  The girl’s smile is wide, and the blade turns to light and then to nothing within her hand.  “You’re okay though, right?  The Darkside didn’t hurt you too bad?”

[fyp-philosophy]

No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.

Aesop, The Lion and the Mouse  (via fyp-philosophy)

[wordmarked]

                  i am good, and i am pure. nothing will ever take that away from me.

                                                             ––––– these are the lies i tell myself.

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So, I thought I had to become more than I was, more than I’d been. / But that wasn’t it. It seemed rather that / something had to go. / Something had to be let go of.

Marie Howe, from Magdalene: Poems; “The Teacher,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

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apparently sometimes bees sleep in flowers and that makes me so happy like i can rest well knowing that there’s a bee out there sleeping in a flower.

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anyway!!  starter call!

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why would a ROLEPLAY SALT blog follow me -------