𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫.

𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐦. // mixed canon / heavily hc based. // 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐞𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝.

[omniastudios]

Crossed daggers in polished brass with warm golden labradorite.

[bygrayskull]

                             ❛     steady now.     your hands are shaking.

[bygrayskull]

i wanna,,,,remake my icons to match junk & satoshi’s,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

[bygrayskull]

callout post for the special you cant just start with "just think: this will be the first time the twins are together to celebrate their birthday with all our family" yoU cAnT dO me LikE ThAT

[bygrayskull]

[bygrayskull]

what’s christmas it’s adam & adora‘s birthday

[kiwi]

I NEED A HIMBO

IM HOLDING OUT FOR A HIMBO TILL THE END OF THE NIGHT

hes gotta be strong

and hes gotta be fast

and hes gotta be dumb and polite

[bygrayskull]

good morning christmas came early

[darlinggod]

read 2.15am / my bullets are dust #2

[protectivesuggestions]

“I will do anything for you” is not a promise I make lightly.

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

puns really sap Adora of inspiration, but she lumbers along anyway 

[gigastacyy-deactivated20231011]

no more teacup pets we keep breeding cats to be larger and more robust until we have monster cats 

[bygrayskull]

seasonal aesthetics.

𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑.     a chill right down to the bones.     tobogganing.     teeth chattering.     sleeping all day.     sitting by the fireplace.     spending time with family.     layered clothing.     seeing another’s breath.     loving the cold.     a state of inactivity.     cold hands.     blistering winds shaking the closed windows.     a bookcase full of brand new books & all of the time in the world to read them.     cable knit socks.     a bitter remark.     a log cabin in the middle of nowhere.     hating the cold.     full - length windows to peer out of.     pale skin.     deep conversations.     watching the snowfall.     sharp edges.     hot cocoa.     smelling every candle in the store.     a wild snowstorm.     melancholy.     lighting candles around the bathtub.     snow globes.     expressing yourself but never finding quite the right words.     the softest of blankets.     liking, but not loving something or someone.

𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆.     the smell after it rains.     being in control of yourself.     a soft breeze blowing your hair.     lightning when it strikes.     cherry blossoms.     bright mornings.     the first sign of hope.     the relief of finding something you lost.     paris in the spring.     birds chirping.     the art of growing.     a kiss on the cheek.     the clap of thunder.     a tornado in the valley.     smiling at a stranger.     planning.     saccharine pinks.     making promises.     trying something new.     hugs when you need them most.     a bee sting.     sitting on the steps of the met.     coming inside drenched from the thunderstorm.     picnics on a red checkered blanket in the new sun.     that feeling you get when you put on a good dress.     a long hike.     rushing when you can take your time.     going to the gym / training at ungodly hours.     excitement for what’s coming.     becoming yourself.     rain boots.

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑.     lanterns lit around a campfire.     seeing the sunrise like it’s the first time again & again.     melting ice cream.     the warmth of sun rays upon skin.     fireworks.     the feeling of never wanting something to end.     beach days.     the lone blow - up floaty left in the pool.     drifting with the warm nights’ breeze & nothing else.     music blasting at 3am, loud & proud.     palms trees on sunset boulevard.     longer days & shorter nights.     wanderlust.     nights spent staring at the stars.     sandcastles.     road trips.     blood orange sunsets.     leaving the laundry to hang outside.     flowers in bloom.     sneaking out of your room late at night.     pure contentment.     barefoot in the sand.     the street lights coming on.     the sound of the ocean in a seashell.     freshly squeezed lemonade.     loose clothing.     a cannonball into the pool.     sunflowers.     the hazy pink before dusk.     relaxation.

𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋.     the leaves changing colors.     a heavy backpack.     the smell of old books.     eating until you’re stuffed.     deep, dark woods.     the silence in loudness.     abandoned houses.     ripped jeans.     crunching leaves beneath feet.     feeling like you’ve been somewhere before.     sitting at a bay window.     having an endless amount of work.     charcoal drawings.     screaming into a pillow as loud as you can.     pumpkin patches.     creaky floorboards.     accepting that some things do have to change.     museums.     small talk.     being ignored.     procrastinating.     a door slamming shut.     going to bed early.     baking pies.     the fear of walking alone in the dark.     feeling completely & terribly lost.     a twig snapping.     crisp, cool days.     belly laughter after crying.     converse.     foggy mornings at the shoreline.     writing a daily entry in a journal.     a lonely day.

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[autumnsunshine10]

Some say hope is a luxury we cannot afford. I say it is a necessity we cannot afford to lose.

(via autumnsunshine10)

[vnting]

im doing my best. please just let it be good enough.

[undercitytwerkteam]

me: touches cat

cat: does the prrrrp noise

me:

[dajo42]

[wearing a fake leather jacket, eating ritz crackers out of the box, reclining in a casual position somewhere i shouldnt logically be able to access] im emotionally vulnerable as shit dude ill cry on any of you