♡ 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙱𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚁.

𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎     𝚖𝚎     𝚘𝚛     𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎     𝚖𝚎 .

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#   𝘾𝙊𝙀𝙐𝙍𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆           -            an   independent   ,   selective   &   mutuals   -   only   roleplay   blog   for   𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚜   from   xavier   dolan's   𝓁𝑒𝓈   𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈   𝒾𝓂𝒶𝑔𝒾𝓃𝒶𝒾𝓇𝑒𝓈.   mainly   film   -   canon   based.   an   exploration   of   love,   loss,   manipulation,   illusion,   and   heartbreak.   (   minors   dni.   )   active   ,   but   slow   reply.    penned   by   em.   

CARRD    ♡    GUIDELINES    ♡    ABOUT    ♡    VERSES

[weltenwellen]

Adonis, tr. by Khaled Mattawa, Selected Poems

[phlpsheas]

No sweat. I like the middle.

[coeurfuck]

visionsaw:

        a smile manages to creep on to her face at the   little quip, despite herself.  though thinking about how insufferable the younger campers could be didn’t exactly help lighten the mood, and it wasn’t because of the descriptor in question.  it was impossible to tell if the screams she heard in her dream were from twelve year olds or not, but lottie knew they couldn’t have been excluded from her list of options  ( which was already pretty short to begin with ).  she didn’t want to think about what cut those screams short, either.

but maybe her dream was exactly that  —  a dream, or a nightmare specifically.  if only there was a way to verify that.  “bad dream,”  lottie admits.  she couldn’t tell him every detail, although letting out bits and pieces might relieve her a little.  “one that seems like it’s real or it’s going to be real, you know?”

 HIS  SMILE  ONLY  GROWS  WHEN  HE  SPOTS  HER  OWN,  bringing  the  cigarette  back  to  his  lips  to  take  another  drag  from.  as  far  as  he  was  concerned,  he  liked  the  camp  from  what  it  seemed  to  offer  thus  far.  and,  if  anything,  it  was  better  than  spending  the  summer  in  an  empty  apartment  while  his  mom  gallivanted  around  town  with  people  she  would  only  refer  to  as  just  her  friends.  so  he  really  couldn’t  complain.  brows  raise  in  a  knowing  fashion,  head  tilting  to  the  side  as  he  exhales  another  cloud  of  smoke  into  the  summer  breeze.     “   at  least  you  didn’t  wake  up  screaming.  your  entire  bunk  would  have  .  .  .  sold  you  out  by  now  if  it  were  so.   ”     he  smiles,  rolling  the  cigarette  absentmindedly  between  fingers,  brows  pinching  at  the  comment  before  attention  shifts  back  towards  the  other.     “   what  do  you  mean  by  that  ?  like  a  prophecy  ?   ”

[thehopefulquotes]

I wanted nothing more than to feel something, but I didn’t know how to deal with what came after the feeling.

Julie Murphy, Side Effects May Vary

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@honeyhcarted​:   “   you  look  better  in  my  clothes  than  i  do .   ”

 𝐓  - 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓  𝐈𝐒  𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃  𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍  𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑  𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄𝐃  𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓,  nico’s  hair  frizzing  slightly  by  the  friction  of.  and  he  glances  up  towards  the  other,  a  grin  widening  upon  features  as  he  reaches  down  to  reach  for  a  belt.     “   ah,  mais  oui  !   ”     he  beams,  turning  down  to  slide  the  belt  through  the  loops  of  cut  -  off  jeans.  time  had  gotten  away  from  him  again,  and  somehow  they  had  both  wound  up  passing  out  before  nico  had  the  chance  to  go  home  for  the  night.  not  that  he  cared  much,  there  was  an  unspoken  sadness  about  evenings  spent  alone  in  an  empty  apartment.  but  he  never  spoke  about  that,  not  even  with  sam.     “   but  your,  uh,  hips.  they  are  so  small.  when  i  am  looking  at  you,  i  think  there  is  more  to  you  than  this.   ”

[synqra]

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 @hwkinsprty​​:   “   did  you  miss  me ?   ”   

 𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐇𝐀𝐃  𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅  𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆  𝐀𝐆𝐎.  where  she  was  going,  he  wasn’t  certain.  but  it’s  not  like  it  mattered  much  to  the  blonde  who  was  already  too  drunk  to  function  at  maximum  capacity  anyway.  fingers  move  up  into  curls,  pushing  them  back  over  his  forehead  before  he  leans  back  against  a  wall,  watching  as  a  group  of  people  dance  to  the  music  that  echoes  throughout  the  room.  eyes  fall  closed,  head  slowly  swaying  with  the  music  that  seems  to  drown  out  every  other  sense  of  his  frame.  the  darkness  rocks  him  with,  and  he  swallows  hard  before  a  voice  lures  him  from  the  drunken  -  trance  he  slowly  had  succumbed  to.  green  eyes  flutter  open,  head  slowly  twisting  upon  anchor  as  a  wide  grin  spreads  across  his  lips.     “   yes.   ”     the  answer  is  followed  by  a  laugh  as  he  leans  over  to  bump  shoulders  with  her  before  biting  down  on  his  bottom  lip.     “   where  did  you  go  ?   ”

[toadmemes]

* 400 RANDOM DIALOGUE PROMPTS (READ MORE) ,

"i never noticed your eyes were this pretty."

"i'll stay in tonight, thanks."

"i can't even trust myself anymore."

"anything to eat around here?"

"i hope to repay your kindness someday."

"you're a terrible flirt you know."

"the only time you talk to me is when you need something."

"how did you find me?"

"how can i possibly trust you? after all you've done."

"i take orders from your father, not you."

"you're not a very convincing liar."

"i thought i'd never see you again."

"why can't i come with you?"

"it was my fault. it was all my fault."

"all this anger and hate, it's not good for you."

"this is the part where you apologize."

"is being drunk an excuse?"

"let me out of here! let me go!"

"aren't we in a good mood today?"

"i was making sure you weren't dead, since you never called."

"there's nothing left for me here."

"i know i lied to you. you can hate me and it's all right."

"i've been waiting for you for a long time."

"what happened? i heard a crash."

"was it you? did you do all this?"

"don't come any closer!"

"looking for something?"

"you're too scared to do it, aren't you?"

"i thought you'd like this."

"you came back!"

"i like seeing you smile."

"i must warn you, i won't go easy on you this time."

"it's better to expect disappointment."

"sorry to put you through that. i guess i owe you one now."

"no way, i'm not doing that."

"it's you! you came for me."

"could you be happy here with me?"

"let me buy you another drink."

"why should i trust you?"

"he's only mostly dead."

"knowledge is power."

"i screwed up. i know."

"we're going to have to stay here tonight."

"help me choose something to wear?"

"i do care."

"i'm sorry, i'm not what you think i am."

"how many more people need to die before you're satisfied?"

"you scared me."

"just try to hang on."

"i risked my life for you!"

"two years later and you haven't changed."

"we're not so different after all."

"i need you to trust me."

"why are you being so stubborn?"

"you don't scare me."

"i'm scared of what you're becoming."

"you look like you just saw a ghost."

"that's quite a scratch you've got there."

"i've always hated it."

"this is the part where you leave."

"don't treat me like a child."

"you were talking in your sleep."

"what are you doing out here by yourself?"

"wait. i've heard that sound before."

"would it be alright if i borrowed this?"

"i think i have a bit more experience with this thing than you do."

"it's not stealing if it was mine to begin with."

"it's nothing personal."

"you were going to leave without saying goodbye?"

"i'll still be here when you wake up."

"don't you fucking dare!"

"you're lucky you're cute."

"it's too dark, i can't see anything."

"i swear it wasn't me."

"that is not an appropriate question to ask a lady you've just met."

"i've got your back, okay?"

"how long have i been asleep?"

"just who do you think you are?"

"i think i might've broken something..."

"i wish you'd take better care of yourself."

"is this what you wanted?"

"what do you want in exchange for it?"

"did you miss me?"

"i'm trying my best and it's not good enough."

"it's not safe for people to see us together."

"don't lie to me."

"i see a lot of myself in you."

"take a seat, we're gonna be here a while."

"i won't hate you. i know you think that's what you deserve but it's not."

"who do you fight for?"

"it's rare to see your kind around here."

"walk with me?"

"i know you better than you think."

"why did you bring me here?"

"what did you want to tell me?"

"you don't even know my name."

"it's nothing, i'm just tired."

"of course i care. you're my family."

"i didn't tell you because i was afraid... of losing you."

"where is my candy, you son of a bitch?"

"you want me to punch him in the face?"

"please... say something."

"who the hell invited you?"

"we need to be careful."

"i just wanted to say i'm sorry."

"we're locked in!"

"don't be naked. i'm coming in."

"do you ever get afraid?"

"you wouldn't understand."

"promise you'll say something if you need help?"

"where have you been?"

"there was blood everywhere."

"i just need to step away for a bit, get some fresh air."

"we're safe, aren't we?"

"how about a little midnight snack?"

"how many people have you killed? how many?"

"whatever you're going to ask, the answer is no."

"you look... amazing."

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[visionsaw-moved]

        “don’t talk to me.  i’m tired and grumpy and i’ll probably   make fun of you.”  she plops down on the empty spot of grass beside him with a groan, pouting a little.  well, it wasn’t completely true - if lottie really wanted to be left alone, she would’ve found some place that didn’t have any other campers around.  part of her wanted to talk to someone about the very vivid nightmare she had last night, but potential murder wasn’t exactly a great topic of conversation.  “sorry.  just didn’t really sleep well.”

@coeurfuck​​ !     send 📚 for a starter inspired by a quote from any literature; the sisterhood of the traveling pants by ann brashares

[coeurfuck]

𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃  𝐎𝐅  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄  𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐒  𝐇𝐈𝐌  𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐎𝐖𝐍  𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒,  green  eyes  lifting  as  he  follows  her  frame  down  onto  the  grass  beside.  a  small  smirk  forms  as  he  plucks  the  cigarette  from  his  lips,  exhaling  the  smoke  through  his  nostrils  as  index  finger  taps  the  loose  ash  from.     “   mmm.  you  could  try  but,  uh  .  .  .  i  think  the  younger  campers  are  much  worse  than  you.   ”     it’s  a  playful  jab,  though  there  was  some  truth  to  the  words.  children  could  be  awful  sometimes,  especially  when  they  were  being  pushed  to  their  limit,  which  is  what  often  happened  during  these  long  few  weeks  away  from  home.      “   so  what  was  it  that  kept  you  awake  ?   ”

[coeurfuck]

⸻    ❝  𝙄𝙉  𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀  𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙉  𝙄  𝘼𝙎𝙆  𝙁𝙊𝙍  𝘼  𝙇𝙊𝙊𝙆,  𝙒𝙃𝘼𝙏  𝙄𝙎  𝘿𝙀𝙀𝙋𝙇𝙔  𝙐𝙉𝙎𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙎𝙁𝙔𝙄𝙉𝙂  𝘼𝙉𝘿  𝘼𝙇𝙒𝘼𝙔𝙎  𝙁𝙐𝙏𝙄𝙇𝙀,  𝙄𝙎  𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏  𝙔𝙊𝙐  𝙉𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍  𝙇𝙊𝙊𝙆  𝘼𝙏  𝙈𝙀  𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈  𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀  𝙄  𝙎𝙀𝙀  𝙔𝙊𝙐.  ❞     /     an  independent,  selective,  and mutuals  -  only  roleplay  blog  for  nicolas  from  xavier  dolan’s  les  amours  imaginaires.  heavily  headcanon  based.  written  by  em.

[coeurfuck]

let me just drop this here. 

[coeurfuck]

making nico a carrd, clearing out my drafts, then i’m going to attempt to bring this boy back to the dash.

[coeurfuck]

[coeurfuck]

@basichotgirl​​​      ;      continued.

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒  𝐀  𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓  𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊  𝐎𝐅  𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐅,  unsure  of  how  he’d  exactly  got  lead  down  this  route  of  sneaking  into  some  unknown  part  of  the  school.  but  the  promise  of  avoiding  classes  was  enough  to  convince  him  to  join  her  on  her  endeavor  without  thinking  twice  about  it.  that  is,  until  they  were  in  the  middle  of  the  hallway  where  they  could  be  seen  by  anyone  who  just  happened  to  turn  the  corner.     “   well,  if  you’ve  done  it  a  thousand  times  perhaps  you  could  move  a  little  faster,  yes ?   ”     the  tone  is  playful  despite  the  urgency  of,  and  he  keeps  watch  before  he  hears  the  sound  of  the  padlock  falling  which  is  like  music  to  his  ears.     “   is  that  it  ?  did  you  get  it  ?   ”

[feral-ballad]

Safia Elhillo, from Home Is Not a Country; “Boys”

[coeurfuck]

tmedraven·:

                rapid  movements  are  made,   grabbing  him  along  the   way  and  dropping  him  on  his  bed  while  she  starts  packing  for  him.   there  wasn’t  much  time  until  the  sun  was  coming  up  and  she  couldn’t  afford  to  wait  for  him  to  stumble  around.    “ That’s  because   the  movies  you  like  are  kind  of  boring. ”     she   laughs,   tossing  the  bag  to  him  once  she  was  done.     “ Besides,   I  was  apart  of  a  shit  group  back  then.   Why  would  I  want  to  remember  that? ”    nothing  in  her  past  was  worth  remembering  and  she  wasn’t  about  to  start  sharing  with  him  anything  about  it.     “ Now  can  we  go?  I  want  to  change  into  something  more  comfortable  and  I  want  more  of  your  delicious  blood. ”     

𝐇𝐄'𝐒  𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓  𝐈𝐍  𝐀  𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃,  the  way  she  drags  him  across  his  apartment  and  over  to  his  bedroom.  and  there’s  barely  any  time  to  think  before  he’s  bouncing  upon  the  mattress,  dizziness  settling  in  with  the  lack  of  blood.  brow  pinches,  a  small  sigh  leaving  his  lips  as  one  hand  moves  to  run  over  his  forehead,  turning  only  slightly  to  watch  as  she  grabs  clothes  from  the  pile  on  his  floor  and  throws  them  into  a  duffle  bag.     “   maybe  to  you.   ”     he  says,  peering  down  into  the  bag  before  pushing  himself  to  his  feet  and  grabbing  a  few  things  that  are  hung  on  hangers.     “   i  dont  know  ...  you,  uh,  tell  me  nothing  of  your  past.   ”     it  was  true.  it  was  strange  to  him  too,  the  way  they  were  so  intimate  yet  barely  knew  one  another.  but  a  roll  of  the  eyes  is  given  as  he  reaches  down  for  his  leather  jacket  and  slides  it  on.     “   i  think  you’ve  have  enough,  v.   ”     movements  are  slow  as  he  moves  to  pull  the  backpack  over  his  shoulder.     “   or...  perhaps  it  is  just  i  who  have  had  enough ?   ”