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ecstaticthoughts

❝ ❝ sycamore, ash, moss, and loam, wrap your roots all around my 𝒷𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈; and when they come for me,...

ecstaticthoughts

❝ ❝ sycamore, ash, moss, and loam, wrap your roots all around my 𝒷𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈; and when they come for me,...

ecstaticthoughts

❝ ❝ sycamore, ash, moss, and loam, wrap your roots all around my 𝒷𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈; and when they come for me,...

ecstaticthoughts

❝ ❝ sycamore, ash, moss, and loam, wrap your roots all around my 𝒷𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈; and when they come for me,...

ecstaticthoughts

❝ ❝ sycamore, ash, moss, and loam, wrap your roots all around my 𝒷𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈; and when they come for me,...

#i still have 3 more muses to add but that's fine i just want to make sure i still have everyone on board with me smsjdksmdnhskd

ecstaticthoughts

might finally bite the bullet and move blogs because. there’s just so much here. ahhh

#i’m doing it #my new blog should be ready tomorrow my muse page has taken me SO LONG

might finally bite the bullet and move blogs because. there’s just so much here. ahhh

yestodcys‌:

‘ you’re calling me cute ?? ’ amani couldn’t help but giggle over at the male on the other side of the phone. ‘ you’re the cute one, have you seen your face ?? ’ she tilted her head to the side, not realizing how adorable that movement was to some people. ‘ i don’t know, maybe i did a spell on you. that would be so cool if i knew magic, i would totally be a badass if that’s what i could do, a magical girl named amani. i sound like a fairy, ’ she rambled, talking mainly to herself before she realized that she was having a conversation with an actual person. ‘ i can’t wait to be cuddled by you, i give the best cuddles ever. ’

peach’s eyebrows twitched a fraction, fighting the eyeroll. “ aye, i was born with my face. it’s annoying, being about as intimidating as a puppy until i stand up. ” even then, he was hard pressed to actually scare anybody until he got to fighting. only those who’d seen him swing a sword or knock two men out cold in a bar brawl could attest to that. he smirked; magic seemed to follow him wherever he went, but he knew how to figure out when influence was undue. “ magic can be just as cruel as it can be useful. one of my friends can control minds with her own blood, if she wishes. i’m glad you don’t have to live with that. ” he was far too broody by nature, turning anything lighthearted serious; he’d been even worse back before he’d lost his family. “ i didn’t think i’d miss your cuddles this much. but i do. i’ll get over there as soon as i can. ”

#◜peach & amani.◞

@thcsedays based on x.

to say that mercy’s fight or flight response was always turned onto fight would be a prize-winning statement, and instinct made their punches all that much stronger. when sheba had insisted they come along to the haunted house they had protested until the pouting stage before finally giving in, but they would vehemently refuse to even pretend to have a good time. in hindsight, this outcome was all too foreseeable; splattered with the blood of the costumed person beside them, sitting cross-armed in the emergency room. as badly as they want to be home right now, there’s at least some suspicions that they might not be free against potential charges pressed, yet. “ you still look good, by the way. am i talking to the grudge ? samara from the ring ? maybe they should’ve written her with a crooked nose. ”

#thcsedays #◜mercy & unknown.◞

seraphicblaze‌:

maerdir followed the other without much fuss since there were a few people in the store and he didn’t want otter to be in trouble. no matter how much maerdir seemed to cause one. ❝ me? in a store? ❞ he asked. ❝ i was shopping as any other human does here. ❞ he pulled down his turtleneck down under his chin this time. ❝ what are you doing here? i thought you would avoid being in public. ❞

anyone who knew otter professionally knew that he and day rarely saw eye to eye. almost never, to put it plainly. but day had a way of putting his foot down that few others possessed, and so none of their staff worked past nine in the evening. other than tom, who was with the band every hour of every day, waiting outside in case of an emergency. “ nothing about you is human, ” he muttered, a curse and a backhanded compliment. “ convenience run. it’s an annoying tradition, at this point. i’m trying to get it over with and back to the hotel as quick as possible. ”

#◜otter & maerdir.◞

mccnxhild‌:

as jex’s head was on her shoulder she sighed happily leaning back into him with a small smile on her lips relaxing into his touch. she missed the little things like this were she could just melt into him. “ah if it will ease you i will go see a doctor tomorrow then.” she assures. part of her had a feeling what it was but she didn’t want to know for sure but she knew she should anyway. she giggles at his words as she begins to warm the food up on the stove now. “i wish you were home more – but i know how important your job is and i’m glad it’s doing something you want to do. that’s all that matters.”

he relaxed slightly as she relented, pleased he wouldn’t have to push her more. it was rarely anything serious, but in his mind it was always worth going if whatever was concerned had one bedridden. “ it will. hopefully it’ll just be a short bug, and they can prescribe you something to make you feel better in the meantime. ” he parted with her after a gentle squeeze, clearing spaces on the table. “ me too. i worked hard to be on the gifted program. i remind myself of that whenever i want to complain. actually, i was thinking — for christmas — how do you feel about a vacation ? i’d like to visit somewhere else on my own time, rather than for business for once. ”

#◜jex & sunny.◞

truemoons‌:

a soft sigh slips ollie’s lips, hand raking through his blonde locks once again. he knows guy is right. of course he is, he always is. their parents had never meant to hurt their youngest son, but ollie has to admit that he caused them both more pain than he could’ve imagined — this wasn’t completely one sided. but now he’s out on his own and making a living ( albeit by unconventional means ), and he’s not even sure if he can face the two men that rescued him and his brother all those years ago.

scuffing his foot along the floor, ollie bites his lower lip. “ i don’t wanna talk. i don’t like talking. if i liked talking i’d see a therapist instead of snorting a line of coke and letting a 40 year old man call me princess. ” okay maybe that was too much information, but it got the point across. “ i just … do you ever think you’re only good for one thing ? like that’s all the universe has planned for you ? ”

guy is aware that he’d be a very effective voice of reason, if more people were inclined to listen to him. he’ll be the first to admit that he could get better at speaking his mind, but it always feels like imposing, and he’s never been willing to get under anybody’s feet. only now that he’s looking at ollie does he have to come to terms with how ridiculous it is; there’s no reason for him not to be comfortable talking about the hard things with him. though somehow, he still feels out of place: what should be a welcome piece of home after jumping country to country all the time feels more like a mission he’s been put on.

the statement shocks him more than he expects it to. it’s not news that ollie has deep-rooted drug problems, but he knows the effect hard drugs can have firsthand; only once has he had to douse sonnet in cold water while the rest of the band was incoherent, but once was more than enough. “ no one likes seeing therapists, ollie. but even if you could find, well ... a friend — that would be a start. ” it’s as difficult for him to be there all the time emotionally as it is physically. he’ll offer a small apology to his younger self later. “ i think i do, actually, ” he sympathises. “ helping. cleaning up after people. maybe one day writing their eulogies. ”

#◜gyuha & jicheol.◞