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[mountainblood]

howdy, y’all.

[mountainblood]

hey.

[mountainblood]

ignore this, theme stuff.

ignore this, theme stuff.

ignore this, theme stuff.

[pearls-and-petticoats]

I firmly believe there does not exist her equal in the world. I know from experience we were formed to make each other happy. I have not the least expectation that I can now ever know happiness again.

Mary Wollstonecraft’s widower, William Godwin in a letter to his friend Thomas Holcroft regarding her death.  (via pearls-and-petticoats)

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[mountainblood]

FILE : OPHELIA

“Oh, it’s probably for the best. I was a difficult teenager anyway- unbelievable, isn’t it?” She murmured, linking her arm through his. She couldn’t recall Miller ever mentioning a sister in the past. Truth be told, there were a lot of things they didn’t know about each other. But that didn’t seem to matter.

Inside the diner, Ophelia shrugged off her jacket and slipped into a booth by the windows. “Have you ever come close to getting married?” She asked softly, as if it would be a secret between them. 

Arms   linked   together   ,   he   smiled   .   A   difficult   teenager   ?   NEVER   .   He   was   sure   she   must   have   been   the   VERY   IMAGE   of   cooperative   .   All   sweet   smiles   &&   obedience   .   No   one   would   have   a   bad   word   to   say   about   her          in   public   . 

Where   Ophelia   slid   ,   Miller   did   something   more   along   the   lines   of COLLAPSE   :   His   body   hitting   the   vinyl   with   a   thud   only   somewhat   concealed   by   the   padded   surface   ,   fingers   instantly   riffling   through   the   multi-colored   sugar   packets   on   the   table   ,   just   for   the   fun   of   it   .   “   Only   once   officially   ,   ”   he   replied   ,   stopping    his   story   just   long   enough   to   flag   down   a   waitress   and   order   coffee   .   

“   I   was   seventeen   ,   she   was   nineteen   .   A   friend   of   my   brother          but   we   all  grew   up   with   her   .   Long   story   short   ,   I   socked   her   in   the   mouth   ,   she   accused   me   of  diddlin’er kid   :   it   didn’t   work   out   .   Then   there   was   a   girl   in   college   ,   Henri   .   She   was   great   ,   dated   her   for   three   years   ,   but   we   both   knew   it   wouldn’t   go   anywhere   .   She   was   more   LIKE   YOU   than   she   was   like   me   .   Her   parents   let   me   stay   in   there   lake   house   during   the   summers  ,   it   was   nice   at   the   time   but   I’m   fairly   sure   it   was   just   because   they   knew   they   wouldn’t   have   to   put   up   with   me   for   long   .   There   was   another   pointless   longterm   relationship   in   there   ,   but   that   one   was   fuckin’   garbage   to   be   perfectly   honest   ,   like   even I   had   to   say   WHAT   THE   FUCK   at   some   of   the   shit   that   girl   pulled   .   And  then   there   was   Ella   .   She   was   only   a   few   years   back   .   Would   have   married   her   ,   but   I    think   she   would   have   DIED   before   taking   me   up   on   that   .   ” 

Quick   as   a   whip   the   walking   uniform   returned   ,   steaming   mugs   in   hand   . “   How’bout   you   ?   Is   this   guy   the   first   ?   ”   The   French   toast   looked   good   .   Maybe   it   was   that   sort   of   day   .                           

[skarsgardaddict]

Alexander Skarsgård as Perry Wright in Big Little Lies (2017).

[mountainblood]

FILE : GABE

It seemed to quell him enough to stop his rambling. Pleased with himself, he sat up a bit straighter. “I appreciate that, really do. But, TBF, you’re ‘bout as social && lively as Gran’s ashes at a birthday party. So, really, I ain’t SURPRISED.” despite that, he blew the man a half-assed attempt at a kiss. “You’re buyin’ your main bitch lunch, right? Could go for a slushie.”

Miller   thought   that   bringing   a   departed  loved   ones   ashes   to   a  birthday   party  ,   or   ANY   EVENT   really   ,   would   be   VERY   lively   ,   thank   you   very   much   :   But   it   was   hardly   worth   arguing   over   .   

“   I   wouldn’t   let   my   main   bi         nope   ,   CAN’T   DO   IT   AGAIN   .   I’m   not   callin’   you   that   ,   but   THE   POINT   IS   ;  Slushies   aren’t   lunch   ,   or   any   other   meal   .   I’ll   buy   you   somethin’   ,   but   it   has   to   be   REAL   FOOD   .   ”   From   main   bitch  to   actual   child   in   under   a   minute   .   Impressive   .   

[mountainblood]

FILE : OPHELIA

Soft head came to rest contentedly against his shoulder, a peppermint sigh passing between her lips. Worth getting up early for, she thought. It was certainly the most memorable wedding gift she’d received so far. Hard to top such a unique and thoughtful present. 

“Fruit cups? Please, I get all my produce from silver platters.” She murmured low, playing the spoilt rich girl for old time’s sake. “Let’s go to a diner, I want pancakes.” 

Catching their reflection together in a shop window, her lips curved into something approximating a smile. “Look at that, we could be family,” she noted, “I could’ve used a big brother when I was younger. Where the hell were you?” 

Pancakes   .   The   building   they   were   approaching   looked   like   it   could   do   pancakes   well   enough          in   fact   ,   pancakes   were   probably   the   ONLY   thing   they   did   well   .   “   Terrorizing   the   sister   I   already   had   ,   probably   .   ”   Surprisingly   enough   ,   TERRORIZING   may   have   been   a   bit   of   a   reach   .   Considering   the   sort   of   brother   he   COULD   have   been   ,   Miller   was   practically   an   angel   to   the   little   thing   .    

“   What   year   were   you   born   ?   Like   ...   NINETY-FIVE   ,   somethin’   around   there   ?   ” God   ,   everyone   was   getting   so   old   .   “   I’woulda’   been   too   old   to   be   a   good   big   brother   anyways   .   Sorry   ,   kiddo   .   ”      

[fancied-another-meme]

Friendly reminder that your muse does not know my muse's secrets unless it's plotted and logical for them to know it.

Seriously, it is one of the quickest ways to kill an rp.

[angelwarm]

[angelwarm]

[mountainblood]

@trashdominus

me: gets on this blog just 2 reply to miller

:))))) i’d like to thank the academy 

[babyblanket]

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[aw-5]

[mountainblood]

When you see someone with the same mobile banner as you :-/ like I don’t CARE, but I also don’t want to look like a big’ol stealer-pants.