IN ECHOES.

𝑤𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑒,   𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

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wee lil check-in with taj!     both blogs have been put up on a  writing-hiatus  for  quite some time  now and I’ve decided to    . . .    make that permanent.   🥲   

○   not to say that I’m quitting tumblr altogether,   I might be moving blogs.      (   when will I do that?   who knows,  it’s nebulos   )       but if I decide to come back,   it will be on a new blog which will also be my  only writing blog  because I do miss writing,  plotting,  brainrotting,   etc.     I just haven’t been in a good mental space regarding rp    &    this break has been rejuvenating to say the least so I hope to enjoy it a little longer.

○   this is also to say that if we have  established connections / mains / exclusives,   literally consider yourself released.   it would be unfair of me to hold you to that when I’m not active or writing    &    the future of it all is also very uncertain.    hand to god,  there would be no hard feelings.    and of course,   we can open that discussion again upon my return if you wish!

○   lastly,   if anyone wishes to keep contact regardless,   please feel free to  add me on discord     (  bestie beloved bastard 🤍#7394  )   I would love to stay in touch.   🥺

that’s all for now!     thank you so very much for your patience    &   a big sloppy kisse to you all.   <3

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how indefinite is ur hiatus

in...........definite

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it was either this or your hips don't niko-lai

my heart soars with the eagle’s nest  🥺 ❤    happy valentine’s day to you my dearest paranauramal activity.    so lucky to have befriended you,   the light of my dash.    <3   may costar drag us simultaneously forevermore !  

[byevidya]

𝐰𝐞   𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤   𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡   𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞   𝐨𝐟   𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰,   𝐛𝐮𝐭   𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝   𝐨𝐧   𝐭𝐡𝐞   𝐰𝐚𝐲   𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.     a  marvel’s  eternals     original  character.     as  resurrected  by  tas.   ©

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u give me dehydrated bitch energy so

what have i  ( or my emotional support water bottle filled to the brim )  done to you

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things that just make sense in pjo:   sea of monsters is just off the coast of florida.

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→ BE MY VALENTINE!

prompts to celebrate valentine’s day, with options for romantic or platonic. even the enemies can have some valentine’s fun.  ‘my muse’ meaning receiver’s muse! can also reverse if you’d like. 

🌷 to kiss my muse

💖 to confess attraction to my muse 

🍫 to give my muse a box of chocolates

🌹 to give my muse flowers

🧸 to give my muse a giant teddy bear

🍷 to invite my muse to dinner 

✨ to go stargazing with my muse

☕ for our muses to have coffee together

🌈 for our muses to dance together

🌼 for my muse to compliment your muse

🥀 for my muse to confess a secret

🍒 for your muse to tie a cherry stem with their tongue

🦢 for my muse to talk about someone they love 

🔪 for my muse to threaten your muse 

🖤 for my muse to reject your muse

                                                            — ♥ —

“Be my valentine?”

“Would you be so kind as to fall in love with me?”

“Darling, you’re the one I want.”

“This is no time for confessing.“

“You know, darling, you bring out the worst in me.”

“If you’re free tonight, maybe we could spend some time together.”

“I know I’ve kissed you before, but I didn’t do it right. Can I try again?”

“I hate Valentine’s Day.” 

“I love you— ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard?”

“You have my whole heart.”

“I hope I never lose you.”

“All the good in me is because of you.“

“If I could give you the moon, I would.”

“Eat your heart out.”

“We both have our rabid hearts.”

“I thought maybe we would kiss tonight.”

“You’re not the person I wanted to see today.”

“I love everybody because I love you.” 

“Do you want company?”

“Nobody fucks me like me.”

“Can we always be this close?”

“Please don’t say you love me.”

“I once believed love would be burning red, but it’s golden.” 

[ohisms]

𝑰 𝑯𝑶𝑷𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑫𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑬 .    (   sentence  starters  originating  from  season  two  of  syfy’s  ‘ wynonna earp ’ .   adjust  pronouns  as  necessary ,  heavy  warning  for  mature  themes !   )

❛  you  truly  are  a  monster .  ❜ ❛  now ,  don’t  get  all  emotional  on  me .  ❜ ❛  you  have  amazing  taste  in  underwear .  ❜ ❛  my  poor ,  brave  baby .  ❜ ❛  when  did  you  become  such  a  prude ?  ❜ ❛  it’s  called  being  a  gentleman .  ❜ ❛  how  are  you  holding  up ?  ❜ ❛  i’ll  have  you  know  i’m  kind  of  a  big  deal  around  here .  ❜ ❛  you’re  gonna  need  me .  ❜ ❛  aw ,  you  did  math .  ❜ ❛  i  need  you  to  be  okay .  ❜ ❛  you  couldn’t  stop  me  if  you  tried .  ❜ ❛  better  nut  up  and  decide  who  you  can  trust .  ❜ ❛  if  you  want  me  to  trust  you ,  you’re  gonna  have  to  tell  me  the  plan .  ❜ ❛  you  stay  put ,  okay ?  ❜ ❛  there  is  a  possibility  i  am  now  hallucinating .  ❜ ❛  it’s  my  turn ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  who  are  you ?  you  know  what ,  i  don’t  care .  we’ve  gotta  go .  ❜ ❛  somebody  has  to  pay ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  you  could  come  in  …  i’m  gonna  take  a  shower .  ❜ ❛  they  should  be  scared  of  me .  ❜ ❛  remember  who  the  real  enemy  is .  ❜ ❛  this  is  the  worst .  ❜ ❛  i  love  watching  you  work .  ❜ ❛  please  don’t  shut  me  out .  ❜ ❛  i’m  sitting  right  here ,  there’s  no  need  to  holler .  ❜ ❛  what  do  you  even  do  around  here ,  [ name ] ?  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  anything  to  say  for  yourself ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  such  an  asshole ,  i  don’t  know  why  i  brought  that  up .  ❜ ❛  what’s  in  it  for  you ?  ❜ ❛  how  are  you  doing ?  still  having  fun ?  ❜ ❛  so  many  jokes ,  i  can’t  even  choose .  ❜ ❛  THIS  is  your  breaking  point ?  ❜ ❛  this  might  be  a  shitshow ,  but  it’s  OUR  shitshow .  ❜ ❛  sometimes ,  it’s  good  to  say  goodbye .  ❜ ❛  we  never  lied  to  each  other ,  you’re  free  to  kiss  whoever  you  like .  ❜ ❛  how  do  you  do  that ?  turn  your  feelings  on  and  off  like  a  fucking  robot ?  ❜ ❛  let’s  get  you  somewhere  safe .  ❜ ❛  i  feel  like  i  might’ve  lost  the  plot  a  bit .  ❜ ❛  all  i  dream  of  is  not  having  to  run  anymore .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  wanna  die .  ❜ ❛  this  is  what  i  bring  to  the  team .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  know  if  i  should  be  frightened  or  jealous .  ❜ ❛  you  wore  suede ?  what  is  it ,  your  first  day ?  ❜ ❛  to  add  insult  to  injury ,  you’re  stuck  with  me .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  like  being  blackmailed .  ❜ ❛  i’m  tired  of  running  and  hiding  …  and  then  running  again .  ❜ ❛  we’re  buying  better  bourbon .  case  closed .  ❜ ❛  [ name ]  was  never  anything  but  proud  of  you .  ❜ ❛  oh ,  i  like  when  you’re  scary .  ❜ ❛  are  you  still  mad  at  me ?  ❜ ❛  as  long  as  you  want  me ,  i  will  be  by  your  side .  ❜ ❛  the  best  sex  is  make - up  sex ,  right ?  ❜ ❛  give  me  a  whiskey !  ❜ ❛  maybe  i  am  getting  soft ,  huh ?  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  i  have  this  gut  feeling  that  something  is  coming ,  and  it’s  bad .  ❜ ❛  i  can  get  you  whatever  you  need  except  time .  ❜ ❛  i  thought  this  time  would  be  different .  ❜ ❛  even  fury  road  has  pit  stops .  ❜ ❛  i  didn’t  know  if  it  was  your  thing .  ❜ ❛  baby ,  that’s  everybody’s  thing .  ❜ ❛  you  guys  need  to  get  some  more  hands ,  so  that  your  hands  can  stay  right  here  on  me .  ❜ ❛  every  time  i  close  my  eyes ,  it’s  the  same  nightmare .  ❜ ❛  are  you  going  to  be  this  much  fun  all  day ?  ❜ ❛  i  was  such  an  idiot .  ❜ ❛  clock  is  ticking ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  how  are  you  settling  in ?  ❜ ❛  how  long  are  you  around ?  ❜ ❛  what  am  i ,  human  tinder ?  ❜ ❛  listen ,  i  love  that  you’ve  got  your  own  thing  going  on  here ,  but  don’t  get  distracted .  ❜ ❛  you  have  my  undivided  attention .  ❜ ❛  two  shots  of  tequila  is  not  ‘abstaining’ ,  it’s  called  being  professional .  ❜ ❛  nice  try ,  but  snitches  get  stitches .  ❜ ❛  i  was  just  thinking  about  you .  ❜ ❛  some  things  never  change ,  huh ?  ❜ ❛  hey ,  watch  your  perfectly  glossed  mouth .  ❜ ❛  i’m  glad  you’re  putting  yourself  out  there .  ❜ ❛  why  is  everyone  so  obsessed  with  my  fun  levels ?  ❜ ❛  yeah ,  it’s  great .  i  could  just  scream !  ❜ ❛  not  bailing  on  me ,  are  you ?  ❜ ❛  do  you  wanna  get  out  of  here ?  ❜ ❛  you’re  drunk  and  you’re  talking  too  much .  ❜ ❛  shady  and  suspicious ,  therefore  gettin’  more  delicious .  ❜ ❛  you’ve  come  so  far .  ❜ ❛  when  you  stop  dating  psychos ,  THEN  you  can  give  me  relationship  advice .  ❜ ❛  let  him  go ,  it’s  not  worth  it .  ❜ ❛  if  that’s  broken ,  you’ll  pay  for  it .  ❜ ❛  don’t  tell  me  how  to  do  my  job .  ❜ ❛  oh ,  you  have  not  seen  harassment .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  keep  your  head  in  the  game .  ❜ ❛  have  you  noticed  any  changes  in  [ name ]  lately ?  ❜ ❛  you  know  what ?  forget  it .  ❜ ❛  i  heard  everything .  ❜ ❛  you’ll  be  broken  enough  for  her  in  no  time .  ❜ ❛  you  look  like  you  had  some  fun .  ❜ ❛  you  are  UNDERESTIMATING  the  day  i’ve  had .  ❜ ❛  are  we  too  late ?  are  you  okay ?  ❜ ❛  i  had  him  right  where  i  wanted  him .  ❜ ❛  this  has  to  end .  please .  ❜ ❛  brave  but  stupid ,  i’ll  take  it .  ❜ ❛  okay ,  yeah ,  now  i’m  sure  i  hit  myself  in  the  head .  ❜ ❛  i  hate  you ,  [ name ] .  i  hate  you .  ❜ ❛  you  think  i’m  stupid ?  ❜ ❛  why  didn’t  you  tell  me  any  of  this  before ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  stubborn ,  i  always  take  the  hard  way .  ❜ ❛  i  wasn’t  expecting  company .  ❜ ❛  okay ,  we’ve  really  gotta  come  up  with  a  secret  handshake .  ❜ ❛  should  …  should  we  have  a  safe  word ?  ❜ ❛  this  was  not  the  plan ,  it’s  too  dangerous .  ❜ ❛  stop  it .  all  you  do  is  play  games .  i  don’t  like  your  games .  ❜ ❛  i’m  trying  to  rescue  you ,  let’s  go .  ❜ ❛  doesn’t  anybody  have  any  faith  in  me ?  ❜ ❛  how  do  you  know  you  weren’t  followed ?  ❜ ❛  i  think  you  should  get  out  of  here .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  a  bad  person .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  a  bad  person ,  and  if  you  know  what’s  good  for  you ,  you’ll  stop  treating  me  like  one .  ❜ ❛  the  power  of  suggestion  is  a  formidable  thing .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  i  know  what  i  saw .  ❜ ❛  i  told  you  to  wait .  ❜ ❛  bad  news ,  they  ran  out  of  pumpkin  spice .  ❜ ❛  i  thought  tying  a  cherry  stem  into  a  knot  with  my  tongue  was  a  cool  party  trick .  ❜ ❛  you’re  not  ready .  you’ll  never  be  ready .  ❜ ❛  you’ll  never  be  locked  up  again .  ❜ ❛  whatever  you  did ,  i  want  to  help .  ❜ ❛  i’m  exhausted .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  having  any  fun .  ❜ ❛  what  are  we  going  to  do  with  you ?  ❜ ❛  i  salted  the  rim ,  i’m  not  a  savage .  ❜ ❛  are  you  feeling  alright ?  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  wanna  go  in  there ,  trust  me .  ❜ ❛  tell  me  why  i  shouldn’t  kill  you  right  here ,  right  now .  ❜ ❛  you’re  really  mean  when  you  drink  before  noon .  and  you  drink  before  noon  too  often .  ❜ ❛  well  frankly ,  [ name ] ,  the  situation  is  balls .  ❜ ❛  horrible  deeds  have  been  committed  here .  ❜ ❛  have  you  done  bad  things ?  ❜ ❛  let’s  get  you  straight  home  to  bed .  ❜ ❛  …  i  said  i  was  sorry .  ❜ ❛  i’ll  be  anything  you  want  me  to  be .  ❜ ❛  i  might’ve  caused  some  trouble .  ❜ ❛  you’ve  got  dark  corners  that  you  haven’t  explored  yet .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  enough  to  save  you ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  okay ,  are  we  having  a  moment ?  ❜ ❛  there’s  only  one  way  to  make  it  stop  and  you  know  what  it  is ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  history  books  will  have  no  mention  of  our  names  or  our  deeds .  ❜ ❛  i  know  you  need  space  and  i  really  tried  to  stay  away ,  but  i  got  worried .  ❜ ❛  i’ve  got  you  now ,  okay ?  i  swear  i’ve  got  you .  ❜ ❛  you’ve  made  an  enemy  this  friday .  ❜ ❛  [ name ]  would  never  say  something  like  that .  ❜ ❛  i’d  say  ‘make  your  peace’ ,  but  i  hope  you  never  find  any .  ❜ ❛  i  would  shoot  anybody  for  you .  ❜ ❛  i  knew  you’d  rescue  me .  ❜ ❛  i  have  enough  friends .  ❜ ❛  you  know ,  i’m  here  for  you .  now  and  forever .  ❜ ❛  we’re  all  on  the  same  team ,  now ,  right ?  ❜ ❛  you  can’t  just  ‘nope’  this  away !  ‘nope’  is  not  a  viable  plan .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  take  a  day  off .  ❜ ❛  if  it  sounds  like  a  hippie  hemorrhoid  cream ,  i  don’t  want  it  in  my  cup .  ❜ ❛  you  practice  those  googly  eyes  in  the  mirror ,  or  just  …  natural  talent ?  ❜ ❛  how  did  you  get  in  here ?  ❜ ❛  stop  pushing  me .  and  while  you’re  at  it ,  stop  judging  me .  ❜ ❛  i  remember  every  second  i  was  with  you .  every  touch ,  every  kiss  …    ❜ ❛  did  i  just  pass  out ?  ❜ ❛  i  think  we’ve  been  asleep  for  a  long - ass  time .  ❜ ❛  time  is  running  out .  ❜ ❛  you  haven’t  been  paying  attention .  ❜ ❛  goodie ,  i  love  conditions .  they  really  turn  my  crank .  ❜ ❛  you’re  amazing .  ❜ ❛  you  do  not  want  to  cross  that  line .  ❜ ❛  everybody  keeps  talking  to  me  like  i’m  an  idiot .  ❜ ❛  i  know  what  i  want .  ❜ ❛  you  shot  me ,  you  bitch !  ❜ ❛  i  have  something  to  tell  you ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  have  to  be  like  this ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  you  know  we’re  gonna  have  to  talk  about  this  eventually ,  right ?  ❜ ❛  room  down  there  for  one  more ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  saying  it’s  gonna  be  okay .  i’m  just  saying  …  i’m  here .  ❜ ❛  i  am  all  in .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  thank  god  you’re  here .  ❜ ❛  it’s  for  your  protection .  ❜ ❛  if  you  have  nothing  to  hide ,  what’s  the  problem ?  ❜ ❛  sorry ,  i  don’t  have  time  to  play  nice  anymore .  ❜ ❛  usually  she’s  a  fun  bitch ,  not  a  bitch  bitch .  ❜ ❛  wake  up .  [ name ] ,  wake  up .  ❜ ❛  evil  sniffs  out  evil .  ❜ ❛  you’re  very  nice ,  thank  you  for  that .  ❜ ❛  i  wonder  how  many  generations  have  surveyed  this  land .  ❜ ❛  i  think  it’s  starting  to  settle  in .  ❜ ❛  don’t  shoot ,  i’m  just  the  messenger .  ❜ ❛  it  was  a  long  time  ago .  ❜ ❛  you  are  kicking  ass  at  not  helping  right  now ,  you  know ?  ❜ ❛  we  should  talk .  ❜ ❛  you  are  such  an  asshole .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  hey .  i  need  a  favor .  ❜ ❛  i  told  you  not  to  make  this  weird .  ❜ ❛  i  hate  doing  everything  sober .  ❜ ❛  pace  yourself ,  there’s  SO  much  more  to  judge .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  become  [ name ]  by  confronting  problems  head - on .  ❜ ❛  just  shut  your  mouth .  ❜ ❛  okay ,  yeah ,  i  guess  i  deserved  that .  ❜ ❛  see ?  this  is  what  you  get  when  you’re  friends  with  a  nark .  ❜ ❛  step  out  of  my  way .  ❜ ❛  are  we  having  a  good  time ?  ❜ ❛  okay ,  let  me  do  the  talking .  ❜ ❛  justice  delayed  is  still  justice  served .  ❜ ❛  you  are  so  pretty  and  i  like  you  so  much !  ❜ ❛  you’re  drunk !  and  in  trouble .  ❜ ❛  this  whole  ‘lone  wolf’  thing  you’ve  got  going  on  isn’t  gonna  cut  it .  ❜ ❛  don’t  even  think  about  it .  ❜ ❛  did  you  mean  any  of  those  things  you  said ?  ❜ ❛  you’re  lucky  nobody  saw  that .  ❜ ❛  why  don’t  you  distract  me ?  ❜ ❛  this  is  only  gonna  get  worse  if  you  don’t  decide  to  help  me .  ❜ ❛  you  really  don’t  care  about  any  of  this ,  do  you ?  ❜ ❛  i’ll  be  gone  long  before  then .  ❜ ❛  so  this  is  where  it  all  began  …  ❜ ❛  it’s  hard  not  to  feel  like  an  outsider ,  even  for  me .  ❜ ❛  i  remember  what  it  feels  like  to  be  new .  ❜ ❛  hey ,  don’t  do  anything  stupid ,  okay ?  ❜ ❛  shut  the  hell  up .  ❜ ❛  at  this  point ,  i’m  no  longer  afraid  of  the  consequences .  ❜ ❛  how  did  you  come  by  it ?  the  wound ?  ❜ ❛  you’re  lying .  ❜ ❛  you  have  to  do  something  for  me .  ❜ ❛  why  wouldn’t  you  tell  me ?  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  need  you  to  make  decisions  for  me .  ❜ ❛  don’t  follow  me .  ❜ ❛  why  did  you  bring  me  here ?  ❜ ❛  i  deserve  to  be  saved .  i  do .  ❜ ❛  try  to  remember  who  you  were .  ❜ ❛  trust  me ,  we’ll  meet  again .  ❜ ❛  i  promise  i  will  never  hurt  you .  ❜ ❛  come  back  to  me .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  want  to  hurt  you .  ❜ ❛  eyes  on  the  prize .  ❜ ❛  surely  you’ll  want  to  hear  my  offer .  ❜ ❛  sorry  i  was  a  no - show .  ❜ ❛  aren’t  you  gonna  say  goodnight ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  too  hangry  to  have  this  conversation .  ❜ ❛  it’s  okay ,  it’s  better  that  i  know  the  truth .  ❜ ❛  am  i  the  biggest  cliche  ever ?  ❜ ❛  i  know  what  you’re  going  through .  ❜ ❛  you’re  so  lovely .  ❜ ❛  you  know  what  i’d  never  do ?  tell  you  what  to  think  or  feel .  ❜ ❛  i  never  drink  alone .  it’s  sad  and  depressing .  ❜ ❛  i  would  do  anything  to  get  out  of  here  for  just  one  night .  ❜ ❛  say  something  …  preferably  encouraging .  ❜ ❛  is  this  your  thing ?  cute  but  annoying ?  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  protect  you  if  i’m  dead .  ❜ ❛  i  think  i  need  to  leave .  ❜ ❛  you  can’t  run  away  from  this .  ❜ ❛  you  repeat  this  convo ,  you  die .  ❜ ❛  don’t  lie  to  me ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  you  and  me ,  we’re  good  people .  ❜ ❛  hey ,  listen .  i’m  gonna  get  you  out  of  here ,  okay ?  ❜ ❛  sometimes  i  think  you  really  must  hate  me .  ❜ ❛  what  are  you  so  afraid  of ?  ❜ ❛  i  always  knew  you’d  be  the  death  of  me ,  anyway .  ❜ ❛  there’s  nothing  you  could’ve  done .  ❜ ❛  this  can’t  be  happening .  ❜ ❛  i  just  really  thought  i  was  doing  the  right  thing .  ❜ ❛  i  lied  to  you ,  and  i  shouldn’t  have .  ❜ ❛  i  have  never  loved  anyone  the  way  that  i  love  you .  ❜ ❛  can  we  all  just  act  like  we’re  winning  for  once ?  ❜ ❛  i  wasn’t  expecting  you  to  be  cool  about  it ,  but  the  pouting  is  getting  old .  ❜ ❛  am  i  the  only  one  who  didn’t  know ?  ❜ ❛  i  appreciate  everything  you’ve  done .  ❜ ❛  what  are  the  chances  you’ll  sit  this  one  out ?  ❜ ❛  [ name ]’s  never  gonna  forgive  me .  ❜ ❛  you  would  have  done  the  same  thing .  ❜ ❛  don’t  go .  ❜ ❛  i  learned  my  lesson .  ❜ ❛  i  should  have  trusted  you .  ❜ ❛  i  thought  it  was  your  fault .  ❜ ❛  i  plan  to  exploit  you .  ❜ ❛  just  so  everyone’s  clear ,  i’m  my  own  damn  weapon .  ❜ ❛  sorry  i’m  late ,  i  kinda  died .  ❜ ❛  mercy  comes  in  many  forms .  ❜ ❛  i  will  kill  us  both  before  i  let  you  walk  in  service  to  the  devil .  ❜ ❛  if  i  die ,  they  can’t  use  me .  ❜ ❛  i  am  so  very  tired ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  see  you  on  the  other  side .  ❜ ❛  i  care  more  about  this  than  anything  else  in  the  world .  ❜ ❛  you  are  …  extraordinary .  ❜ ❛  i’m  with  you ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  are  you  okay ?  ❜ ❛  would  you  have  done  any  different ?  ❜ ❛  i  would  have  done  everything  different .  ❜

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mains  &  exclusives list updated!     if you wanna be mains,   please don’t hesitate to IM me or bust down my door   🌹   whichever’s convenient.

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good morning!     plan for the day is to read,   maybe fidget around with carrd   (  gotta redo the mains / exclusives list  )     &     hack away at more inbox stuff.

[thegirlthatcriesacademia]

• The mortifying ordeal of being forgotten.

Danny Castillones Sillada, Those Sweet and Painful Memories // Artwork by @/zhihuie on twitter // V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue // Halsey, Angel on Fire // Steve Salo, Forgotten Art // Halsey, Angel on Fire // Sarah Thebarge, The Invisible Girls // Mitski, Working for the Knife // Artwork by @/bekysfairy on ig // Octavio Paz, tr. by Eliot Weinberger, from The Poems of Octavio Paz; “The Prisoner”

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alright folks,  that’s all for today!     gonna tuck in now   🌼   be over  on nikolai  tomorrow if I get time.   hope everyone has a loooovely day.   <3

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rubyfall​:

       TODAY  SHE  IS  THE  MAIDEN  ,  NO  BLEND  OF  BIRD  OR  WRAITH  OF  THE  WOODLANDS  .  atop  her  head  a  crown  of  bone  and  the  fall  of  her  hair  the  black  of  midnight  gardens  with  its  emerald  sheen  even  at  dusk  .  a  beauty  akin  to  nightmare  ,  the  parts  of  the  whole  lovely  on  their  lonesome  but  the  amalgamation  of  them  ;  wholly  ominous  .  this  is  the  herald  ,  the  lady  of  the  glen  with  the  song  of  the  slain  on  her  lips  . here  ,  he  dishonors  her  with  such  questioning  .  

✱  the  fabled  prince  (  @reflectiones​  )  with  a  longing  for  life  and  a  penchant  for  prodding  does  as  he  wills  ,  ❛  so  you're  saying  you  must  marry  him  because  he  said  so  .  ❜  

       a  quiet  fury  ,  an  anguish  without  a  voice  .  the  tremor  is  stilled  and  her  voice  is  clear  and  piercing  as  bird  song  .  ❛  i  am  saying  i  did  marry  him  because  i  thought  his  feelings  to  be  true  .  ❜  the  o'dienne  ring  is  a  band  of  searing  ice  around  her  finger  ━  cruel  as  it  was  breathtaking  .  embedded  at  its  core  ,   the  diamond  winks  back  at  her  in  the  dusk  haze  with  a  dire  dose  of  mischief  .  A  WICKED  TRICK  ,  A  SYMBOL  TURNED  ILL-FATED  HERALD  .  ❛  perhaps  ,  that  makes  me  more  of  a  fool  because  there  was  no  coercion  needed  .  ❜  for  a  moment  there  is  a  sway  of  pondering  as  if  this  is  the  first  time  she  had  dwelled  on  her  the  tragedy  of  her  past   .  when  in  reality  ,  it  constantly  came  in  the  form  of  skeletal  ghost  in  her  wake  . ❛ you  are  not  the  only  one  between  us  two  that  bears  a  curse  .  ❜  (  but  she  had  given  him  what  he  had  desired ,  had  she  not  ?  )

      yet  what  one  desires  is  not  always  that  which  they  need  ,  not  truly  . ❛  i  love  too  strongly  and  it  is  always  doomed  to  fail  .  ❜  mistress  she  may  be  though  eimile  often  gave  the  impression  of  a  young  yearning  creature  ,  ever-forlorn  and  lost  in  some  profound  manner  that  could  not  be  solved  by  any  well  meaning  guide  . ❛  but  you  wouldn't  know  anything  about  that  ,  would  you  ?  ❜  her  resplendent  fionn  ━  fair  and  so  hollow  .  what  of  your  clockwork  heart  and  wooden  skin  ?  ❛ it  seems  you  can  make  a  boy  flesh  and  bone  but  that  does  not  mean  he  will  learn  tenderness  .  ❜  not  an  intended  unkindness  still  her  words  toll  with  a  frost-like  finality  as  the  husband  in  question  approaches  in  his  cloak  of  emerald  flame  a  cadaver  given  the  spark  of  life  ━  much  like  the  toy  soldier  himself  (  this  is  what  she  did  ;  poured  her  soul  into  corpses  and  called  it  living  )

how similarly their paths had wound,     curiosity begotten searching for something non-existent,    so feeble    &    hopelessly out of their reach.      perhaps it was the  impossibility  that had propelled him forward to seek it anyway,    to know it defeated would be to remember his  solidity,    for no toy or woodwork could break past the cage it’d been stored in;    what was once a nutcracker is now  human,   given life by her generous hand.      ❝   a friend of mine once said,   ❞      his voice drifted in recollection,   warring with the haunting past.      ❝   there’s power in wanting.   ❞     the rat king’s voice was the only anchor had against the echoing boom of his father’s voice,    willing the life away from his flesh.

❝   you wanted his feelings to be true.    does that make you a fool?   ❞      in a different world,   his query would have been rhetorical,    but the man only looks at her with a furrow lodged deep between his brows,     genuine curiosity  reflected in his blue orbs as though he hadn’t quite understood yet where their paths had differed,     where the line between humanity and  otherness  was drawn.     ❝   if you say your love is doomed to fail,   it will be so.   ❞      he hummed in thought,   though her bitterness was immediately received like an open well,   features contorting with a strange sense of indignance.    (   inexplicable,   for it wasn’t his own.   )      ❝   I was only curious.    I am meant to serve you as you require.    if protecting your feelings comes as part of the bargain,    do tell me now.   ❞      he huffed,   then grinned in the aftermath of her unkindness.    not intentional entirely to fan her fury further,    but as a learned defence     —     to contradict what was presented,    in hopes of finding his  own heart  somewhere within the reflection of her emotion.          ❝   as for tenderness,   well   . . .    I’m a quick learner.   ❞

with the arrival of her husband,   the nutcracker—fionn—snapped upwards like a marionette strung upright,    the gloom of his presence falling like a pall over his frame.     ❝   does he always follow you around like that?   ❞     he murmured in question,   distaste bleeding from his tone without care.      ❝   quite an inconvenience.   ❞     one glance cast towards the maiden of death     &     he searched for answers in the shadows of her face.     grief seemed to cling to her being like  a second skin.      ❝   do you regret him so much?     —     do you regret me?   ❞

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warnsyou​:

it seemed what he had so dreaded was true:    the girl had a quarter of a brain on her  !   the dragon bristled at the indifference of her stature,   and he wondered how that might have come to pass that  a heart so sullen  would take little heed in the power it possessed.   certainly he had not come across a girl like her once during his tenure as the  valley’s protector.   why then,   had the white flame befuddled him this way by selecting her ?   pale as the  spindle’s water,   his fury morphs the frown over his face into an outright scowl.     ❛  you do not even listen to me  —  ❜     her command rang out,   interrupting him from his vitriol.    the dragon blinked,   and stared down at his own hand as if she had asked him to  empty his pockets  and surrender his coin.   he began to scoff,   and she silenced him a second time with her infuriating nerve by snagging his hand  out of the air.

immediately,   his skin prickled over his shoulders  as the warmth of her dirt-stained hand encased his own,   chest stuttering from the oddity of it as magic began to burst like water from their palms.    slowly,   a rhythm unfolds  before the dragon,   and though he held her unconventional methods in disdain,   curiosity drew his brows together in focus as he felt the words  unearth themselves  in the story she wove from golden skeins,    unhurried threads that searched the room without fuss to heal.    upon finding no real instance of injury,   they story neared its end  and dissipated.    a silence held his calculating thoughts,   before her voice ruined it as quick as a carriage shriek.       ❛  —  entirely.   never do that again.  ❜    abruptly he yanks his hand away from hers and holds it away from his own chest,   face wrinkling  into distaste  at the smudges of flour against his wrist.      ❛  you went off track,   without so as much an inkling of structure.   for goodness sake  !    would it kill you to clean up after yourself?  ❜   

it wasn’t as though she was unaware of her shortcomings,    with dirt streaked along the creases of her threadbare homespun,    faltering and failing at every step of the way     —     and if by some  miraculous event  she were to seek  solace  in the shapeless,   haphazard magic  that thrummed in her veins,    the dragon would reprimand her for harbouring such  audacity  to do so.      agnieszka wouldn’t reproach him for it,    her master   &   the valley’s protector,    for it would be like blaming  the sun  for the scorching heat of summer.     she inhaled a few deep breaths,    steeling her expression to some semblance of composure    &    turned her gaze away to mutter,      ❝   that’s the crux of the matter;   it doesn’t have structure    —    so it works.   ❞       meek in its execution,    though truth hardly ever needed drums    &     trumpets;     the softest utterance rippled within her in echoes,   sparking an inkling of courage.

❝   I don’t do it intentionally.   ❞       she defended herself,   dusting off the patches of flour,   which scattered to the carpeted floor of the library like  stardust.     sheepishly,   she met his eye.      expecting to find horror there,    the book he’d laid out became the next  point of interest.     dedicated to the page it opened to,     her fingers wistfully brushing over the methodical cantrips     &     conjurations laid out on paper.      another round of thorough fatigue,    though the dragon’s stare bore down on her,    glaring like a  hot iron rod.      she shut the book abruptly,    fingers curling into fists over her lap.      ❝   this isn’t working,  clearly.   so why not try a different way?     jaga’s incantations—   ❞     her hand reached for the ancient collection of texts,    one he’d been  adamant  about keeping from her.      ❝   I can do these.    why don’t you let me try     &     . . .   try with me?   ❞

[dearemma]

But if you call me Anne, please call me Anne with an ‘e’.

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warnsyou​:

steep in the trenches of his own denial,     gilbert blythe recounts the practice dance that had unravelled too much only to unveil too little in the  span of a minute.     questions once laid to ease in a coffin of memories,   had sprung back to life like the most strange and animated ghosts to beckon his mind one way and the other   —    what uncertain and unprompted madness had so grasped at his seams to  divert him in such a way?   he thinks perhaps it is withdrawal     (  he has learned about it long before his internship at town  ),   stray ambers of a feeling he has since learned  is not returned.    a remnant that compels him near her side,     the most intrusive need to be her friend despite the confusion felling the smile of his heart.   (   things have changed now,   i know this from you;    winnie waits for me on the other side of this shore of mine.    )

and yet,   he things of nothing but the way their  hands had brushed,   how he had smiled against the stark pale blue of her eyes watching him,   at every turn and the pause after the music had long stopped where it seemed   there may have been no other soul in that room but them.    with a book returned,   he had argued with himself:     surely he intended only friendly conversation.    anne so often seemed stunned by the happenings of her own  life and curiosity,   a thousand thoughts racing in that mind of hers,   and gilbert wished nothing more than to breech the  fringe of this wilderness  she had opened to none but her friends.    what might he find there,   by the willow bark and honey of her healing and compassion   ?

the grin splitting his face is  too soon dashed,     splintering into a frown as the copy is snatched from his hands.       ❛  i   —    no?  ❜     befuddled,   gilbert retreats a step and his shoulders square,  brows drawn up in a futile attempt to mask his disbelief.   from one moment  to the next she jumps between worlds and he,   at the foot of her door,   waits with a hand raised mid-knock.      ❛  it’s the exhibition,   i was here because   …   i volunteered to help,   in case any one needed anything.    is everything alright,   anne?  ❜    he glimpsed over her shoulder to the handful of instructions she had taken upon herself,   and the corner of his eyes in a pinched face soften.     ❛  i think you’re faring way better than the others,   at any rate.  ❜

it shouldn’t have been a surprise,   the sharp denial of it all.      though one would argue no claim had been made,    no accusation had been directed towards the boy that needed defending,   she had  expected  there to be some clues of grief as was the mark of a beleaguered soul      —      but gilbert blythe seemed  heedlessly unaffected,    too engrossed in his perfect arrangement of dreams coming true:    a perfect wife,   a perfect life.    anne scoffed at her own naiveté,      for having let her imagination get ahead yet again,     snatching the floor from underneath her when he  smiled  at her and spoke no apology.      ❝   everything is fine!    good of you to volunteer;   we are  so helpless  without your assistance,   are we not?   ❞        she bit back,   words drenched in the poison of sarcasm      &     turned away from the flash of confusion of his face.       how dare he feign innocence?   with a face carved like that of a hero from the pages of a novel,   a splendid chin dropping slack with such hurt,    if only she could— 

it was a friendly pat on the shoulder that yanked her out of this  foolish reverie.     darling diana,   dearest of dianas,   saving her from an embarrassment yet again;      an interference most welcome,    a conversation that would perhaps conceal the galloping of her heart.    anne’s outreached hand fell beside her in an instant,   as though someone had cut the rope that was tied from the tip of her finger to the corner of  his frown.     it was miss stacy’s message that her friend had come bearing,    that  gilbert  &  anne    (  a melodious combination of words,   now only odious  )     were to set up the display of  the lake of shining waters.

❝   that is entirely unnecessary!   ❞      she shrieked,   nearly losing her voice in the outburst of disbelief,    balance faltering with the abrupt quickening inside her chest.     ❝   I don’t need gil—   anyone.   ❞      turning on her heel,    almost crashing into his chest,   she flushed  scarlet  like the shade of her hair.     ❝   stop that!     I mean   . . .   stop looking at me like that;     like I’ve done something wrong.     this is  your fault!     if you hadn’t come,   if you hadn’t been here when miss stacy was assigning partners,   if you hadn’t danced w—    ❞        reining her words suddenly,    anne blinked.        ❝   surely you have  better things  to do now.   ❞