I just wanna be by your side If these w i n g s could {fly}
Claire Keane
Jules of Nature
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
occasionally subtle

tannertan36
No title available

roma★
wallacepolsom

JVL

No title available

Origami Around

titsay
Peter Solarz
Game of Thrones Daily
i don't do bad sauce passes
AnasAbdin

Love Begins
cherry valley forever

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from South Africa
seen from United States

seen from Türkiye

seen from United States

seen from Germany
seen from United States

seen from Germany

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from South Korea
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Ukraine
seen from Sweden

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
@goddessreiss
I just wanna be by your side If these w i n g s could {fly}
weh i need to do stuff on christa!! so idk how many people are online rn but like for a starter
"Maybe... maybe host clubs and hostess clubs aren't such a bad idea! E-Even if just in theory." Debating about it certainly has keep people busy enough that no one has died yet.
Christa needs an adult.
"I’m sure everything can be put on hold for a few hours while you’re pampered and complemented, my lady~!”
"A-As, um, nice as that sounds I suppose, I can assure you that won't make things any better."
"But perhaps I'm only speaking for myself here..."
…No one likes the host club?
"It's not entirely a terrible idea... but I think there are much more important matters at hand."
artist | image | beneath the tangles
♬
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run, outrun my gun.All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run faster than my bullet.
pumped up kicks.
♬
Get what I want ‘cause I ask for itNot because I’m really that deserving of itLiving life like I’m in a playIn the lime light I want to stayI know I’ve got a big egoI really don’t know why it’s such a big deal though
primadonna girl.
♬
Coming back, I’m coming back.She follows me into the woods,Takes me home
six weeks.
♬
In the moment we're lost and foundI just wanna be by your sideIf these wings could fly
wings.
♬
So give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff!Give them all that they can drink and it will never be enough.
blood.
Send me a ♬ and I'll tell you a song that reminds me of you.
“She’s a Goddess.”
|| Ymir
Ymir was glad that the restaurant wasn’t all that crowded. Cramped places were an annoyance. Inhaling slowly, she looked around for a place to sit. Everyone had seemed to make friends so quickly. But she didn’t doubt the fact that a dead body would appear sooner or later. She didn’t trust anyone, so getting comfortable with a student on the island was an impossibility.
Walking towards a secluded corner in the room, Ymir’s eyes widened when she spotted something familiar. Or someone, to be more precise. A small figure, crouched against a table. A girl of short stature, beautiful blonde hair, and blue eyes that Ymir easily lost herself in whenever she looked into them.
Her legs were shaking, and she tried to quell the pounding of her chest by swallowing multiple times. It couldn’t be her, what was she doing here? But Ymir trudged on, her feet seemingly made of some sort of heavy metal.
When she reached her destination, Ymir placed her hands on the wooden planks of the table, almost to steady herself. All these questions flew around in her head, the possibility of the girl being here was just…ridiculous almost.
"Christa…"
Lost in thought, Christa hadn't been paying much attention to what had been going on around her. But hearing her name called had startled her back into reality. In the moment, she hadn't really processed the familiar voice but as soon as she glanced up and saw who had been standing there it was a sudden rush of emotions. She stood up, knocking her chair back with a loud clatter. At first there was disbelief because this person, standing in front of her at this moment, couldn't possibly be Ymir. She had left. She was gone. Why would she be here, of all places? Then, of course, there was anger. And boy, was there a lot of it. As hard she tried, she couldn't seem to find her voice. But as she wordlessly stood there, her hands were clenched so tight together that her nails sank deep into her skin. "You..." Her voice shook as she spoke. It felt like everything bottled up inside of her was going to explode. Without thinking, the blonde raised her hand and slapped Ymir across the cheek. A shocked gasp escaped her lips. That wasn't supposed to happen. "Ymir! I-I'm sorry!!"
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
"what a wonderful... nose you have."
|| Ymir
The hotel restaurant's atmosphere was actually pretty calm and quiet. Perhaps that was why the petite blonde sat alone at a table. She wasn't hungry but it was nice to sit and think for a while. The one thing she wanted to forget more than anything, was the one thing constantly on her mind. They took away what they wanted but they couldn't take away that? What a surprise. She tried so hard to be optimistic. There were so many things to be happy about. The ocean was so blue and the sun in the sky shone so bright. There was so much food and she even had such a nice bed of her own. But yet, it was hard because all she could think about was that she was abandoned. By the one person who was keeping her together. And all she could do was sit here and feel hopeless and feign a smile.