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semi-private finnick odair from thg the truth is rarely pure multi-verse ; crossover ; au ; oc friendly and never simple. written by megan. ( district four ; interviews ; contract ) graphic by tess
2.02 | a place in this world
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My muse is a jerk. My muse likes to play with peoples emotions. My muse isn’t always going to be friendly. My muse may just backstab your muse. This does not mean I am my muse. Thank you.
i accidentally showed some weakness earlier today it was disgusting i would not recommend it
“She always starts with those fucking ideas.”
Let us be so together, and seize the fucking heavens.
I’ll swallow my blood before I swallow my pride.
Al Capone (via celestialdustedbones)
What else could the ocean be What else is the sea But a hundred million drops of water
Legend of the ‘I Watch for the Plot’
LEGEND OF THE SEEKER MEME 09. → Favorite Villian Darken Rahl - “Oh, waiting’s not so bad, as long as one finds amusing ways to while away the time. Why don’t you join me? The water’s warm.”
( Vita )
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░❈⋙ ❝ No, you are not interrupting anything at all. ❞
“You absolutely certain of that? Or are you just trying to get away from me?”
( Persephone )
"Do not forget, you are in my greenhouse.” Stepping toward him, a hand rose to touch his cheek. “It has been far too long. How have you faired?”
“I suppose out is a matter of perspective. This time it’s meaning lies in my way.” A light laugh left him, and his fingers returned to the plant for a brief moment, feather light over the leaves and then repeated the same motion to her cheek, testing the softness in both. “You are right though in the later, time since parting has been far too long. I’ve missed you.”