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[deathlessism-archive]

this blog has been archived. you can find ismael here now. same url.

[deathlessism-archive]

this blog has been archived. you can find ismael here now. same url.

[deathlessism-archive]

this blog has been archived. you can find ismael here now. same url.

[deathlessism-archive]

this blog has been archived. you can find ismael here now. same url.

[deathlessism-archive]

I THINK ISMAEL IS BACK?!?!?!??

[neonprotagonist]

“are you a boy or a girl?” im a god

[deathlessism-archive]

@bifrostism

here they are! i hope you like them! :D

feel free to edit them if you don’t like the colour or tweak them however you like. no need to credit me anywhere.

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prcxidike:

    (—-@deathlessism || Cont. (x)

    “ You are a stubborn fool! ” Annoyed, Persephone crowded him, stepping into his space and reaching for an arm. She was just above rolling her eyes, but the desire was a heady tug on her better judgment. Surely, it was not a time for her disdain, if only because he needed help. “ Can you put your arm around my shoulders? Let me help you. ”

           ❛ No, no      ❜ he grunted, but the rest of his protest was knocked out of him when his knees buckled, making him lose his balance and crash into her. quickly, he grabbed onto her shoulder and straightened himself up. ❛ I’m sorry. ❜ he muttered hoarsely under his breath, a hand lingering on her shoulder. ismael stared at the ground and reasoned long and hard with himself before putting an arm over her shoulders. he wasn't that stubborn.

[tbelchers]

― Anaïs Nin, Henry and June: From “A Journal of Love”

[ofhindsight-deactivated20241116]

                                               one day pandora found the chest                                                and she asked him, ‘what is this?’                                                epimetheus told her not to touch                                                it and said, ‘that’s the way it is.’

[wordsnquotes]

Fall in love with someone who’s comfortable with your silence. Find someone who doesn’t need your words to know it’s time to kiss you.

Clairabelle Ann (via wordsnquotes)

[sexanax]

doing risky shit because you lowkey wanna die

[deathlessism-archive]

“You can barely stand!”

x | @prcxidike

he felt so weak. ( everywhere ) it ached and his kneesfelt as brittle as twigs. he wobbled to a stop at her words. 

                      ❛ It’s okay… ❜                                            was it really?

with exhausted arms, he pulled his coat tighter. ❛ I… Um,the Pharmacy… It’s just around the corner. ❜

[pxnthesilea-deactivated20180328]

                     “I am a warrior in the time of women warriors;                        the longing for justice is the sword I carry.”

Independent / Semi selective /  Greek Mythology.

                           Men like you should be left to the mercy of women like me.

[cvrscd-deactivated20161206]

      I bear a broken crown and bones of tragedy. I bear madness and knowledge         of a world long lost to me. I’ve been shaken, smashed, and put together again.         I’ve been lonely too long; still a diamond in the rough. Yet I stand. Yet I walk       beyond the ashes of what was to the land of now.

                                         I am Cassandra.

[reblogkarma-blog]

Sick Starter Sentences...

“You’re so pale…”

“You’re sick, admit it!”

“I think you should sit down.”

“Bathroom, now.”

“You look like you’re about to pass out.”

“You’ve got a fever!”

“Why are your hands so sweaty?”

“Are you shivering?”

“Hey, I got you…”

“We have to sweat the fever out of you.”

“You have to eat something.”

“I made you some chicken soup.”

“You’re gonna crash.”

“Cover your mouth when you cough!”

“Have you slept at all lately?”

“Hey, Rudolph.” 

“Did you just cough– blood?”

“I think we should take you to see a doctor.”

“Can you at least vomit with the door closed?”

“Here, take your medicine.”

“Is there anything I can get from you.”

“Let me take care of you.”

“You can barely stand!”

“Go home and get some rest.”

“How long have you been sick?”

[thebookishwitch]

A Note to my Followers

To the followers who don’t say much: having you there still means a lot. Even if you never send in an ask or anything, I don’t care. I appreciate that you still follow me anyways. And it’s nice to see you there liking and reblogging my stuff.

To the followers who buzz like bees: When you reblog 17 of my posts or send my multiple asks in a row, you aren’t being irritating. You’re making me feel like I’m doing something right as a blogger. Thank you.

To the shy anons: I don’t know if you follow me or not, but regardless of why you sent in that ask, I’m just happy to be hearing from you. You aren’t a bother. You make me feel awesome.

To all of my followers whoever you are: Thank you for hitting that button. Thank you for sticking with me. If you ever need a shoulder to cry on or someone to celebrate with you, I’m here for you! If you ever need something explained, I’ll answer as best I can.

Thank you all of you.