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alright for some reason i cannot get myself to come on this blog regularly? so we’re going to try moving jonathan to my canon multimuse @infinitescul for the time being. hopefully this will bolster my muse further and get me working on his character regularly again. i will be holding onto this blog / url in case i want to move him back to his own space.
i have full intentions of making this blog active again, but for now consider this a semi-hiatus as i very, very slowly work through drafts and bolster my muse.
quote of the day goes to my sister who turned to me while we were watching stranger things and says “bag check for jonathan’s eyes”
Holding a boy in your arms while he lays on your chest and you run your fingers through his hair and kiss his forehead is one of the best feelings in the world. It’s so beautiful making someone feel that safe and loved.
heavenbuilt.
NEVER THE ELYSIUM . they live in harsh reality . somewhere between underworld and the clouds of heaven . she is not built for this world . there’s still a hesitance reaching her throat , clawing . never the leader who wants to send her men into the battle . one that does it on her own . queen and knight . almost from no where does she pull the pistol . ❛ something that’s trying to kill the whole town . ❜ oh so vague . clear to see it’s personal , there’s a sharp knife of anger that slices through her words .
SMALL TOWN BOY; OVERLOOKED. if he is to die, who will miss his passing? for so long, too long, he has lived as solitary guardian, providing for mother and brother and self. though he has bigger dreams than his lot in life will likely allow, perhaps this is to be his fate. a monster hunter, a destroyer rather than an artist. the boy left on his own to protect his loved ones. “ tell me what to do. ” yet he trusts her in this hunt, this spiral towards destruction. ( theirs or the monster’s? it remains to be seen. ) only her memory will serve as tribute to this SACRIFICE.
wildechaya.
❝ political science . ❞ – he hadn’t asked , and augusta is already backtracking as discomfort steals over her . ❝ what kind of photography ? like journalism , portraits , landscape ? ❞ a small , desperate hope that they’ll have anything in common . she can’t bear the thought of spending an entire semester working in awkward silence – or worse , awkward small talk .
“ uh– portraits mostly. ” this is one of the few things he can talk about with little prompting. “ mostly family members. ” ( there’s no ‘and friends.’ he’s not good at ‘and friends.’ ) he plunges his hand into his bag, gently extracting a handful of polaroids. “ here are some of mine. ” his mother’s face peers out of one photograph, a rare smile captured. mostly they feature WILL, and the one of him in his GHOSTBUSTERS costume brings a smile to jonathan’s face.
in my blood // shawn mendes
“ why are you all wet? “
LILO & STITCH QUOTES STARTER | @conflicctd
“ long story short, it started out with me washing my car, and ended with a water fight between me and my little brother. ”
what's the best way to get to jonathan? the best way to make him angry and get under his skin, but also the best way to reach him and make him listen?
send questions about jonathan! | @heavenbuilt
as awful as it may sound, it’s best to use his love for those closest to him against him. he would do anything for those people that he loves, and if you insinuate that he doesn’t, he will be both angry, but listening. it’s the best way to get him to change his mind about something, hands down. he’s such a lover that questioning it will inevitably get his attention.
question to all yall who still follow me. should i revive this blog, move jonathan to my canon multimuse, or just let him rest ???
heads up that i am not dead. i worked for like two weeks straight and it kinda wiped out my muse and i’m only now starting to recover. sorry to vanish without warning. i should be back soon, and will be on my personal in the meantime. however, i will be vanishing in a week and a half for a big chunk of time. official announcement with details and such will be made soon. throws kisses @ u all.
shoutout to my favorite coping mechanism, isolation
make me choose ▷ bestcoastisthewestcoast asked: Steve and his bat or Nancy and her gun
“Do you still have that bat?” “Bat? What bat?” “The one with the nails?” “Why?” “I’ll explain it on the way.”
I’ve always been interested in people, but I’ve never liked them.
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heavenbuilt.
SHE, COMMANDER . the ruling left with her ; the legacy her family dropped upon her lap . far too young, far too soft to make these decisions . she has a logical mind . clinically, unemotionally . he speaks to her, opens up something within . trust emits and she finally does cave, though hesitantly . ❛ what do you know how to use ? we need silver if we’re going to take this thing down . ❜ it blooms . rationality . beneath layers of clemency and enhalo .
RELIEF COMES IN WAVES. he doesn’t let the twinge of happiness he feels at this opportunity show on his face; wants her to know that he takes this seriously. at her question, his mind strays to a bat studded with NAILS. ( unavailable, now claimed by steve harrington. ) the second best option comes to mind. “ i can use a gun. ” not well, but passable. besides, he means what he said. he won’t interfere with whatever she’s doing unless he’s worried about her dying. “ what are we taking down? ”
heavenbuilt.
THERE’S A COLDNESS YOU CAN NOT SHAKE . sometimes she can still taste her past lives in her mouth . both cherry and dry bark . there was once something cold about her , consumed by grief and blind eye , and she will not go back to that person . one who put others dwindling between life and death . ❛ the last thing i need right now is someone getting in the way . ❜ a pause. ❛ i trust you . i know you have good intentions . i need to do this on my own . ❜
SOFTER NOW, A GLIMPSE AT A TENDER HEART. his expression softens as he steps forward, shows her the self inflicted cut across his palm. ( MONSTER HUNTING. ) “ i’ve hunted monsters and made it out. i know when to stay back and when to go forward. i won’t get in your way. “ the words left unsaid hang between them, suspended by hearts too loving, too broken, too fierce. ( i want to make sure you’re safe. )
heavenbuilt.
CATHEDRAL OF FALSEHOOD . she who wields the arrow with an iron fist is softer than the daises beside them . a small laugh escapes her lips, she does not mean it , but she can not stop it . ❛ you do realize how cliche that sounds, right ? ❜ still kindness prevails, and she lets it take over from here . ❛ i believe you . but i’m still not letting you in on this . ❜
“ WHATEVER IT IS, I CAN HANDLE IT. ” broken dreams come at night, flashes of the beasts he has seen, the flames and the charred scent of flesh haunting him in his quiet moments. monster it was, but its cries still echo in his ears. yet he rolls on, conceals these traumas for they cannot distract from the task at hand: PROTECTION. “ seriously, i don’t want to worry about anyone getting hurt. ”
