āāmy dear,ā she told me, āyou are far too celestial for heaven; your soul is one for the stars.āā
ā i asked her if there was space in heaven for all of me. // sab. (via neverlandiian)
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āāmy dear,ā she told me, āyou are far too celestial for heaven; your soul is one for the stars.āā
ā i asked her if there was space in heaven for all of me. // sab. (via neverlandiian)
SOPHIE TURNER by John Russo (2019)
ā³ danielthorson upload a new picture ft. @parabcllums @littlewickd @bliindinglights @halfunivcrsc @lightninghearted
parabcllumsā:
heavy checkered winter coat pulled tight over a pastel pink, too large jumper. light grey woolly hat with a bobble on atop over long, braided hair. big, mitten type gloves keeping tooĀ delicate fingers toasty. there was an undeniable chill to the air, and morgan had reacted as anybody would - bundling herself up past ALL sense. she was taking her time walking the streets of paragon, almost excessively so ; each step taken in her huge winter bootsĀ carefully deliberated, all the better to avoid a catastrophic accident. if anyone would have one, it would be her, and if she were going to suffer the first topple of the winter months, it would be when one hand was clutching the strap of her sports bag and the other was holding on tight to the portable ballet bar that she hauled out for private lessons.
she was ACHINGLY self aware. always had been. while morgan could rely onĀ natural elegance on STAGE, she couldnāt trust it to keep her safe in dire times such as these. if there were a single patch of well hidden black ice along her route home, her footfalls would almost certainly find it - and as so, she was taking every precaution that she COULD to avoid a painful tumble at an inopportune time. just five more minutes. five more minutes, and she would be ( relatively ) safe within the walls of her dorm. it was aĀ comforting mantra.
the unfortunate tragedy, of course, was that while she could control her own movements well enough - she had no power over others. five minutes had turned into a projected three when the sound of a bicycle bell from behind startled her, and morgan spun on her heel ; realizing that she was in their oncoming path in just enough time to jump out of their way with a STARTLED, āshit!ā their cackles, audible over the crunch of tire on gravel and icy sleet, was the background music to the rather spectacular events of the next moment. she failed to catch the right footing in time to avoid the fall she had been avoiding, and weighed down by her gym bag, it was over in seconds. the ballet bar clattered across the ground, and she let out a little āhumph!ā sound as her body met the pavement.
āasshole!ā she shouted after them - throwing up a middle finger, though they were now PAST seeing it. further rage bubbled, but she decided to channel it, instead, into the new challenge of righting herself, once more.
for perhaps obvious reasons rowan could never have claimed to like the winter. itās cold, dark and quite simply the opposite of her. which might have gone some length to explain why sheās wrapped in around twenty layers walking back to her dorm from the cinema. she didnāt realise that it was morgan in front of her until she hears an all familiarĀ voice cursing at a vehicle driving past from their new location on the ground. so she dashes forward then. doing her best not to loose her own footing in the process. how embarrassingĀ would that have been?Ā them landing in the ice together. rowan cringed just at the thought.
āmorgan!ā her voice is full of concern as she crouches down next to the other.Ā āyou okay? not hurt anywhere?ā a fall was unlikely to be world ending but it was always better to be safe then sorry.Ā ādo you need a hand getting up?ā
thevalorousā:
daniel was no stranger to experiencing overwhelming periods of prolonged despair, but whereas in the past he was usually able to put up some sort of front, he currently found himself unable to muster up a fake smile. one minute he had been looking forward to the start of the semester, and the next it felt like his entire life was over. it was tragically ironic, seeing that, his life was far from over. but regardless, the blond had fallen into a depression. chewing on his lip, he hesitantly returned rowanās hug, resting his chin on her shoulder, electing to stay silent instead of answering her question. anything he said wouldāve been a lie. part of daniel wanted to make the most of the time he had left with his sister, spending every second they possibly could together. but while the shock settled in, he just wanted to be alone.Ā āi donāt know ro,ā he whispered, allowing his gaze to drop as he pulled away.Ā āiāve got some homework i need to work on,ā he continued to mumble, a lame excuse to say the least but the best he could come up with.
the worst part of what danny was currently going through for ro was perhaps simply that there was nothing she could do. she was helpless, having to simply be there and take care of him, at least attempting to clean up the mess that her family had made, whilst also trying not to dwell on it.Ā āoh okay,ā she doesnāt want to leave him alone, not if she could help it.Ā āwell iāve got my laptop with me, i could do my work while you do yours,ā she felt bad, just slightly, she could tell that he didnāt want her there, but rowan was simply too stubborn for her own good. she wasnāt about to let him have to deal with this alone, just like she knew completely that danny would have been there for her when she was struggling. it was simply what siblings did for each other.Ā ālook,ā she sighed then.Ā āyou donāt have to talk to me, you donāt have to do anything... i just think you should have some company for a bit okay?ā
Good luck.
Maybe itās selfish of me, but I donāt care about the world. I only care about you.
@thevalorousā // if there was something that rowan took all too seriously it was her duty as a sisterĀ especially when it came to danny her beloved baby brother. when he was upset ro felt like she herself was hurting and as a result the past few weeks had been hard to say the least. still, if she couldnāt manage to distract him then no one could.Ā āhey piglet,ā she greets gently pulling him in for a hug.Ā āhow are you doing?ā itās a pointless question itās not like anything was likely to have changed anyway.Ā āyouāve got me all afternoon so we can do whatever you want,ā
ā§¼ Ā Ā sophie turner, cis!female, she/her Ā / Ā burning gold christina perri Ā + Ā the sun peaking through the clowds after rain, braided hair, giving things up for your younger siblings Ā Ā ā§½ Ā āā Ā let me tell you a thing or two about ROWAN āROā FOSTER-THORSDOTTIR. the TWENTY TWO year old daughter of THOR & JANE FOSTER is a UNDERGRAD student at paragon academy, and has sometimes been referred to as THE LOST SOUL. theyāve always seemed very CARING & THOUGHTFUL, though iāve heard that they can be pretty QUIET & UNSURE, too. itās common knowledge that they have the powers of PARTIAL ASGARDIAN PHYSIOLOGY & PHOTON MANIPULATION ; guess we shouldnāt get on their bad side, huh?
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