☆. ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs.

BREATHE THE DIVINE. ind. hagan of lazer team. by raine.

[superinventor]

whismical :

*pushes tear back into eye* not now

[hagans-blog1]

it's 8:30 in the morning and i'm sad that hagan is viewed as a loser by literally everyone in milford. everyone ! because his whole life fell apart and i think the saddest thing is how hard hagan tried to hold everything together, for his daughter and a wife he once loved, but literally he's trapped in a house with a woman that loathed him and a daughter who could barely walk who grew up to hate him too. everyone always whispering about him, teasing mindy ---- hey mindy, your dad's a joke ! even when he and zach get to know one another, zach straight up calls him a namesake that depicts his reputation. he is literally viewed as a joke and he tries so hard for people that don't give a shit. i'm so sad, my poor shield dad.

[hagans-blog1]

               “ ---- hey, you feeling okay ? ” sympathy and compassion, star bright. the taste of uneasiness on his tongue,  despite the absent need to mold into a leader ---- with zach’s impulsiveness, he practically holds a firecracker within his palm, waiting for the fuse to go down. a hand presses against youthful shoulder, a grounding touch, ‘ you don’t have to train today if you don’t feel good, zach. don’t gimme that tough guy bullshit either, it’s written all over your face. what’s up ---- ? ’ // @arrestagain

[unusedable]

i’ve fallen for you so badly that i’m already protective over you when you’re not even mine.

him. (via woahjawlines)

[hagans-blog1]

                  okay, let’s not be lazy kids. things to do: make a new theme, remake all my icons bc i STILL HAVEN’T LMAO, and then make a new promo and pretend that i’m going to actually love myself. 

[hagans-blog1]

                     every damn time i say i’m done with this fucking blog, i’m back on it. it’s been two years, end my suffering. 

[hagans-blog1]

                  ‘ mindy ! you left one of your favorite whatever kind of lip thing on the table again. are you trying to lose it ? ’ // @cheerleadcr. 

[blackorchidd]

there is two types of tired, I suppose one is a dire need of sleep the other is a dire need of peace

Mandeq Ahmed | blackorchidd    (via itsalreadynever)

[cyrodilicvodka]

Lazer Team // First Appearances

[celestialsonata7]

“I cannot change what happened in the past. All I can do is make things better now.”

[hagans-blog1]

               “ --- you’re a little restless today, ” were it anything other than beneficiary, dutiful tongue would stay latched to relentless jaw, stubborn. a twinkling of distant galaxies, distant whispers between nerves. how he experiences such horrid anxiety, “ what’s up ---- ? you can tell me if something is wrong ( please tell me if something is wrong ). ” // @doublearrested. 

[hagans-blog1]

    ii. darling.:

A wide, bright smile, one far from fading anytime soon. ❛ You could never embarrass me, so of course it’s okay to hug. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever wanted a hug more than I do right now. ❜ The blonde was quite quick to start said hug, not wishing to waste the time they had together. Makeup covered face was quickly buried in the older of the two as the hug took place. ❛ You have no idea how happy I am right now. ❜

                     a blessed gift it is, to be adored so greatly by one that deemed scrutiny a proper response many moons ago. arms crafted from iron wrap around glass heart -- chest warming, melting, molten at the bursting love that spills between rib cages. shuddering breath, unaccountable glee. jubilation lining teeth.  ‘ hey, mindy. i’ve missed you so much, honey. ’ a truth that leaves blackened bruises pink. the agonizing endeavor deemed worth it for this moment. ‘ you have no idea how happy i am right now. ’ 

[hagans-blog1]

              patience worn thin by duty, chariot and righteous ideal masked by exhaustion deemed impossible. improbable, for him -- shaped to fit a different mold yet pressured into perfection. a tarnished diamond, but despite the strain, he is happy to see his daughter. the one jewel kept in his pocket. the one thing he still possesses, even if it is for short periods. 

                                     ‘ hey, sweetheart. i’m a little worn out -- i promise it’s not a huge deal. am i allowed to... ask for a hug ? or will that embarrass you ? ’

[hagans-blog1]

               blows dust off this blog. 

[hagans-blog1]

                shit boi whaddup. 

[hagans-blog1]

  ☆. MINDY.:

❛ Yeah, later than eleven. We we’re gonna get dinner and maybe see a movie and do stuff after that. Everything past dinner and a movie wasn’t really planned out, it was just whatever ended up happening. So, of course, I don’t know how la-… ❜ She gave a pause, a bright smile now forming. 

Melinda was only rambling now in an attempt to convince her father to let her be out later than usual. ❛ Wait, really? Oh, thanks, Daddy! ❜ The teen now pulled her father into a tight hug, honestly pretty surprised that he allowed it.  ❛ I promise that I’ll be home with you all day on your birthday, and maybe even most of mine! ❜

                ‘ alright, alright, don’t go making any promises, now. ’ a love pure and holy, textbook devotion & breathing trust into the little girl who kept his heart in LOCK. there was nobody he’d love more than mindy. his DAUGHTER was everything. no galaxy or universe would matter if she did not exist in it. 

still, an arm pulls her close, into a half hug, lips pressing a kiss to a contoured and warm forehead. ‘ you’re welcome, by the way, sweetheart. ’ the level of restraint he is forming is quite the improvement. sometimes being the protective dad wasn’t always the best plan of action. she needed to experience life in order to live it continually and correctly, and in THIS situation, he’d withhold his desire to keep her secured and close. 

                         ‘ just promise me to be safe. ’

[nyankcsensei]

Burnie Burns + stop with your face

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