MOVED.

which brings us back to the hero's shoulders and a gentleness that comes, not from the absence of violence, but despite the abundance of it.

[boyfalln]

if anyone is still following this blog, nathaniel is being moved over here.

[boyfalln]

this is probably obvious at this point, but this blog is on hiatus until further notice. i will likely be moving nathaniel to my oc multimuse but it remains to be seen. catch me here instead !

[dunnetwins]

[sarradinha]

[thebookmarkedone]

 I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth.

[evanzski]

[hisrebirth]

 remembrance.   a  cold  dusk.  the  red  streetlights  that  reflect  itself  upon  puddles.  like  the  moon  looks  in  its  mirror  on  the  lake.  you  walk  the  streets  of  your  neighborhood  at  night,  but  it  looks  different  than  it  does  in  the  morning  shine.  you  can’t  quite  place  your  finger  on  it,  but  it  smells  something   like  danger.

[spellofwinter-deactivated202605]

[supagirl]

She’s so beautiful, when she sleeps.

[succulent]

[rpmusings-galore]

                              if you’re with me, then… everything's   a l r i g h t

[fiftyshadesjournal-deactivated2]

[summer-roberts]

[netflixsense8gifs]

[boyfalln]

@girlbury liked for a lowkey starter.

        “ WHAT HAPPENED ? “ the coffee shop is practically in ruins around them, and in the middle of it all is delilah. there’s not a scratch on her, but for one perfectly crimson drop on her arm. yet, his nose tells him what happened. the stench of WOLVES is everywhere, and not from him. “ did they find me ? “

[boyfalln]

@ruleveined liked for a lowkey starter.

     “ so you’re american too ? “ he slides the drink down in front of her before easing into the seat opposite. the coffee shop is nearly deserted, just the two of them and delilah somewhere in the back. he’s a little bored, so why not strike up a conversation with their only customer of the afternoon? “ what brings you to paris ? “

[boyfalln]

@killerqueenpetrova liked for a lowkey starter.

      “ you shouldn’t be here. “ his voice is low, almost threatening. the little coffee shop is cleaned to perfection, and delilah has just stepped out. she trusted him to close the place safely before coming out. now, a vampire steps in, all heels and confidence, and he can scent TROUBLE on the air.