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siriusblacc:

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

#❪ from the bone to the flower : aesthetic ❫

snaremaker:

FAIRLY so he is with less malevolence that is only a recurring point of view that falls under concealed spleen ; some far more keen to convey in alternative panoramas that express their own state of mind. under a retrospective in appearance, the driven urge to make a BRUSQUE rejoinder seems more than implausible for his own lug holes to discern. they have lathered all that is VIVID to her anatomy that makes her blend all to evenly with the rest of the latter. hardly possible to render on as a prisoner encased in their own cubicle. gale would automatically surmise octavia & her accomplice were being treated better in comparison to whoever the capitol had as their own, only contrast being their own pawns were being used as actual leverage. ❛ it was like getting sick with no alternative choice. ❜ a HOLLOW respire, his own fixated jaw becomes a snivel for unintentional malice. ❛ snow doesn’t care about what happens to us. the hard labor is just to keep us on our feet ; just as long as we put on the show that you all more than well marvel about. ❜

❛ we get chosen, parade around in couture only to then be slaughtered in your games. it doesn’t get any more precise then that. ❜ it is not her doing. it is not their doing but it was all knowing that their beliefs was a renowned sport their hypothesis dwelled upon.

she feels suddenly that she might be SICK, a shroud of shame threatening to SMOTHER each shaky breath drawn into her lungs. octavia could plead ignorance, BEG for a forgiveness that she does not deserve a second of. for she had been there, she had DRESSED and pulled hairs and she had made them ready and BEAUTIFUL so they could die as the capitol wished them to.

she stares at her pale palms for a moment before the COURAGE to speak finds her again. ❝ i didn’t know or understand. snow and everyone ; it was seen as an HONOUR. something noble. i know i sound stupid and ❞ she FALTERS then, but cinna’s bravery and the memory of his REBELLION and his truths give her heart enough fire to continue, ❝ cinna made me see. it wasn’t like i THOUGHT. i had always thought the other districts were trained too. i didn’t UNDERSTAND what snow was doing. but i understand now. ❞

#I'm good thank you! super excited to be writing within thg!#i've pondered it for so long and finally took the plunge #also pls do not ever worry about length #❪ can we speak in flowers. it will be easier for me to understand : ic ❫#snaremaker

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#❪ can we speak in flowers. it will be easier for me to understand : ic ❫#❪ soft river your way to freedom : thoughts ❫#❪ the life that is seducing your lungs : memes ❫#❪ from the bone to the flower : aesthetic ❫#❪ leave this porcelain home behind : visage ❫#❪ milk and honey dripped from my lips : keepsakes ❫#❪ amber dust scattered on limbs : desires ❫#❪ spilling gold beneath an open sky : ooc ❫#❪ why can we never talk about the blood : playlist ❫

visionofanarchy

Platonic Touch

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littlepca:

lastprcttygirl:

visionofanarchy:

Sometimes, characters want contact that has nothing to do with sex or violence. Send one of these for your character to reach out to mine.

Shoulder Clasp

Across the Shoulder hug

Hair Ruffle

Gentle headlock

Full body lean

Feet in lap

Head in lap

Hair petting

Ambush hug

Not so ambush hug

Pulling mine into their lap

Cheek kiss

Forehead kiss

Brushing hair out of mine’s face

Fixing shirt collar

Fixing shirt cuffs

Fixing a clothing tag

Tying shoes

Taking off shoes

Carrying while half asleep

Hand holding

Leaning their head on mine’s shoulder tiredly

Absently tracing patterns on the nearest exposed skin

Pushing glasses into place

Offering their drink

Offering their snack

Kissing the back of mine’s hand

Looping their arm around mine’s waist and leaning against mine’s back

Crawling into bed with

Using shoulder as a pillow

Pulling mine’s arm around their shoulder

Hair brushing

Brushing lint off of

Giving a foot massage

Giving a back massage

Giving a scalp massage

Rubbing circles on mine’s back

Sharing a secret smile

Booping the nose

Touching noses together

Resting foreheads together

Resting cheeks together

Sharing a blanket

Taking over mine’s seat while they’re in it

Poking with fingers/toes

Painting mine’s nails

Putting jewelry on mine

Doing mine’s hair

Pinkie promise

High five

Fist bump

Secret handshake

Hipcheck

Pulling mine into a dance

Initiate a tickle fight

#❪ the life that is seducing your lungs : memes ❫

@snaremaker

pale hands TWIST within each other ; they look alien to her, like so many things do here. no LONGER does her skin shimmer with a hue of PEA green, no longer do her lashes GLIMMER with glitter and the vibrant colours that she calls home. home is now supposed to be GREY, shades of thunder clouds, shades of mud and of BONE. octavia blinks as gale sits beside her. she knows LITTLE of him, and only a little more of his sister. she is a SWEETNESS octavia had not thought possible to EXIST in such cruel places, & yet it seems she has been wrong about so many things. ❝ will you tell me what it was like? ❞ pink tongue swipes across SPLIT lips, a reminder of the DARKER world she is now part of. ❝ i want to know what it was like, in the districts. ❞

#snaremaker #please feel free to ignore this or ask for something different!#❪ can we speak in flowers. it will be easier for me to understand : ic ❫