of smiles !

smile, my dear, and think of me.

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out.   pride time pride time pride time

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out.   my last post: rb’d 17 days ago            me: oh god oh fuck

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TEXTING MEME ⟶ WELCOME TO NIGHTVALE TWEETS ( 2013 / part two ) always feel free to tweak the sentence to fit your muse.

[ text ] –– the bee pit is closed for renovations.

[ text ] –– if you could only see the world as it really is! it’s beautiful and on fire and awful.

[ text ] –– don’t forget there’s a BIG GAME this weekend. no one’s sure what the game involves, but there will be consequences.

[ text ] –– let’s pretend this never happened.

[ text ] –– the hideous screaming coming from inside your walls is technically a haiku.

[ text ] –– when you die, try to rot quickly. the cemetery trees look underfed.

[ text ] –– centuries ago, scientists learned the sun doesn’t revolve around the earth. the sun, they proved, is just a blind god wandering in circles.

[ text ] –– the stars don’t mean anything. they’re just being ironic.

[ text ] –– measure a man by his actions. then measure him by each of his limbs, weighed separately, refrigerated, blood drained.

[ text ] –– most owls are staying in the forest to plot important things. the superb one speaks of mice and alchemy and prophetic dreaming.

[ text ] –– no one is talking about mountains. why is no one talking about mountains? secretive mountains control the media, that’s why.

[ text ] –– a bird in the hand is worth a plastic bag full of miscellaneous animal hearts.

[ text ] –– should crippling fear of life be taught in schools?

[ text ] –– the sky is a conspiracy.

[ text ] –– when life hands you lemons, use them to cover the smell coming from the floorboards.

[ text ] –– turns out the screaming in your home is just a ghost child who’s haunting the house that cursed her soul.

[ text ] –– the optimist sees a glass that is half-full. the pessimist sees a rotting deer.

[ text ] –– listen to your heart. just hold it up to your ear and listen. it should sound like chili being stirred.

[ text ] –– unearthing a time capsule dated 1913 that contains the bones of a six-armed man, two ukranian hymnals, and an eight inch statuette of a honeybee.

[ text ] –– are other people even real? probably not.

[ text ] –– there are painful consequences for kindness.

[ text ] –– missed connection: you were a bird, so was I. we lived centuries apart and time is weird.

[ text ] –– the post office doesn’t exist, mail is not a thing. communication is fake.

[ text ] –– hey girl you must be tired because you’ve been running all night from that basilisk.

[ text ] –– let’s stare at the sky until we forget who we are.

[ text ] –– passengers on the left have a nice view of themselves dying, on the right you can see mountains or something.

[ text ] –– filled with blood? got bones all inside you? covered in skin? we can help.

[ text ] –– the long debate over whether or not skin is necessary is finally over.

[ text ] –– i’d like to thank the eyeless deer that silently stalk my dreams for believing in me.

[ text ] –– smdh if you don’t grow oak trees from your chest.

[ text ] –– I like my coffee like I like my nights: dark, endless, impossible to sleep through.

[ text ] –– life is like a box of lonely, terrifying, painful chocolate.

[ text ] –– keep some bees in your chest cavity, just in case.

[ text ] –– the bees are dying because they never learned how to love.

[ text ] –– enthralled by the moon? staring at a lot of clouds and flowers? you may be entitled to compensation.

[ text ] –– do you want to know a secret? me too. let me know if you find out any.

[ text ] –– if we’re both unmarried at 35, let’s agree to become trees.

[ text ] –– thankfully, mathematics cannot be proven.

[ text ] –– don’t let numbers tell you what to do. you are blood and earth, not theory and chalk.

[ text ] –– the human soul weight 21 grams. it’s a dense lump of grey clay wrapped in a cloth and buried beneath an unfound tree.

[ text ] –– foxes are built like nesting dolls.

[ text ] –– if you love something, set it free. if it returns to burrow into your chest and die, it’s meant to be.

[ text ] –– love ain’t nothing but a number.

[ text ] –– things that hurt: knives, lightning, breathing, reading, talking, looking at the moon, paraphrasing, and recycling.

[ text ] –– anything is possible if you believe in yourself and only in yourself and don’t care about what’s real.

[ text ] –– it’s fine if you believe in thermodynamic laws, but you don’t need to force everyone else to believe it.

[ text ] –– here’s a creepy thought.

[ text ] –– an ouija board, but instead of letters and numbers, pictures of cats.

[ text ] –– it is not only illegal, but physically dangerous to answer a rhetorical question.

[ text ] –– somewhere in every mirror is a faceless old woman standing very still.

[ text ] –– you’ll sleep when you’re dead.

[ text ] –– a name is a lie that keeps you from thinking you might be more than one single being.

[ text ] –– it takes more muscles to shriek in terror than to smile.

[ text ] –– loss is an illusion. you’ve never actually had anything.

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“ trust me , i'm not someone to look up to nor will i ever be — i’m just a bad habit with a bad attitude . ”

   a look of confusion washes over the teen’s face, a soft, childish pout forming on her lips as she regards the elder mercenary.   “   but   —   ”   she starts,   “   but you’re so pretty   !   ”

   quickly realizing that isn’t enough to rationalize her admiration, soleil continues, speaking with growing fervor as she does.   “   and you’re really good with a sword   —   like, one day i wanna be able to fight like you   !   —    and you have really good fashion sense, and your hair is super cute, and you’re nice to me, at least   !   ”

   she then beams, as though her point has been made perfectly clear.

   “   and you’re old friends with my dad, right   ?   i admire my dad a whole lot, so i don’t see why i can’t admire his friends, too   !   ”

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   “   wow   —   !   looks like everyone’s been taking their training super seriously   !   look at all these muscles   !   ”

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out.   me, realizing that i started writing soleil when i was her age and now shes the same age as my baby sister,

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out.   i forgot to post selfies from sak last munday so have them now lmao

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PAPA.   (   seefirc‌   )

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Gerome sat outside the Nohrian keep, fixing one of the dresses Elise had ripped by tripping. He hadn’t been asked to do it, but he saw how upset she looked by the rip, and took it on himself to fix it. He didn’t notice anyone approaching, as he was busy humming under his breathe and sewing.

   expression of bored wanderlust was shattered upon seeing a familiar figure, a joyous smile immediately taking its place.   abandoning her search for something to do   (   she’d already trained that morning, already tried her luck flirting with some of the army’s cute girls that afternoon   —   ),   she bounded excitedly over to the man in question.   once at his side, she saw the frilly garment in his lap that she recognized as likely belonging to one of the princesses, and cheerfully asked,   “   what’cha doing   ?   ”

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If this is to end in fire                                       Then we should all burn together               Watch the flames climb high into the night                  Calling out for the rope, sent by and we will                                   Watch the flames burn on and on the mountain side

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i want to be WOOED!!! i want to be ADORED!!! fuck anyone who says it’s “cheesy” or “a cliche” i want to be ROMANCED!!!

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u better have a kiss ready smh

soleil is FULL of LOVE   →   accepting   !!!!!!!

   “   hey, cutie, c’mere for a sec’   !   ”   a playful smile adorns her whole expression, twinkling in her eyes as she beckons her beloved over to where she stands.   ophelia has a flair for the dramatics   —   a trait obvious to anyone   —   and soleil fully intends to utilize her gentlewomanly charms to give her the love story she deserves.   they are knight and fair maiden, the sun and the moon, gold and silver.   their tale is one for ages, full of romance and intrigue   !   (   or something like that, in any case.   soleil’s never been much of a storyteller   —   she’s always communicated better through action.   )

   hand outstretched as the other approaches, her smile is bright as ophelia’s delicate fingers grace her calloused palm.   soleil hopes the hue warming her cheeks isn’t too noticeable, or that neither is the tremble in her knees.   but, what can she say   ?   pretty girls make her nervous, no matter how long she’s known them.

   a giggle escapes her as she draws them closer by their connected hands, murmuring a mirthful,   “   hi,   ”   as she does.   using her free hand, she gently holds the side of ophelia’s face, and her grin softens.

   “   you’re looking radiant today, y’know that   ?   ”   she asks, before leaning in to place a short but tender kiss to her lips,   “   like   —   really pretty.   ”

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FIRST THREE IN MY INBOX GET KISSES

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' I see you've taken notice of my new armor, it's truly as dazzling as the stars ! '

   a flush settles high in her cheeks, as often happens as she gazes upon ophelia’s delicate form.   it’s decidedly not the armor itself that she’s admiring   —   rather, it’s the way it wears on her body, elegant in the way the mage holds her dramatic poise and just as revealing of skin as soleil has seen on many a nohrian practitioner of magic   (   which, practically, she hardly understands   —   but she doesn’t exactly find herself in a position to complain when ophelia poses like this for her.   ).

   “   wow   —   ”   she starts,   “   it sure does dazzle you   !   it suits you really well, and i   —   i really like the, uh, fit   —   you’re so beautiful   —   i mean, you always are   !   but you definitely are in this, too   !   ”

→   @dusketainn

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a fun sketch of the precious daughter and son who finally came home to me after so much farming ~ /)w(\

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commissions would help me out super hard right now as i’m out of a job and have bills to pay, feel free to check my post out and hit me up <3 

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@ofsourire !!!!!!!!

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Put “top 3” Fire Emblem related questions in my ask and I will answer.

ok…..GO!

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in need of a cat-loving, nosy but well-meaning, probably not sort of an ex-pirate handmaid to stand by your side while you attempt to repair the country your dead ex-husband neglected   ?   or perhaps, if you happen to be a certain plague doctor, do you need your little sister to help slap some sense into you   ?   hi my name is mo and i love pasha   /   portia devorak of nix hydra’s the arcana so much that i physically couldn’t wait to catch up with the game before making this blog   !   independent, selective, and oc   /   crossover friendly, please give this post a like or reblog if you’d like to interact   !!   thank you   !!!   ♡

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