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[ 5/27/16, 4:52 PM ] serena 🌸🌸 : i cant wait to bond w laslow [ 5/27/16, 4:52 PM ] serena 🌸🌸 : bc we all know bond means Bang
Plays with her hair; a combination of small braids here and there and the weaving of flowers in her hair, it's more or less a comfort thing than anything else.
it’s a quiet moment of peace that lucina seeks, and she’s found it in laei. flowers are still new, barely remembering the last few that had once peppered ylisse – they were in abundance in this time, and it amazes her to see what the beauty that her country once was ; and through her and her comrades’ determination, will remain to be.
[ 3/23/16, 12:23 AM ] CAMP LAZLOW: HERERE COMES THE D ORP
[ 3/23/16, 12:23 AM ] CAMP LAZLOW: D ROP T HAT A SS AS H
[ 3/23/16, 12:23 AM ] CAMP LAZLOW: THR OW IT IN A CIRCLE
[ 3/23/16, 12:23 AM ] ❀ヽ(◠▿◠)ノ❀ wrote: G O D
[ 3/23/16, 12:24 AM ] CAMP LAZLOW: PINK HAIR THICK ASS GIVE EM WHIPLASH
[ 3/23/16, 12:24 AM ] ❀ヽ(◠▿◠)ノ❀: soleil
“ this is all we have left. ”
with every passing day, it seemed, there were reports of casualties. some familiar, some not, and some close enough and dear enough to her heart to make it feel like it might seize when she hears them.
gerome’s tone seems to be level as always, impressively so – but lucina knows better than that, knows better than to believe in the solidarity of his vocals when, just in his out stretched hand, was a gold piece of jewelry, not even yet cleaned from when it had laid upon his mother’s finger.
❝ this must be lady cherche’s ring. ❞
mumbled under her breath, but it’s so quiet (eerily so, as if the risen know better than bandits that they stand on hallowed ground, now) she doesn’t worry whether or not he can hear her. moving closer, lucina closes his hand (she finds she can’t stop staring at it, disbelief that even miss cherche could fall) then places the other over top of it.
❝ my deepest condolences. if there is anything you need -- anything at all -- please do not hesitate to ask. we may be comrades in arms now, but above all, you are still one of my most dearest friends. if there’s anything i can do to lessen the weight on you now, please allow me to do so. ❞
six-word sentences.
she made him a flower crown and he just sort of melted
"i want to be in love."
young, barely a teenager, yet her dress is already dirtied with the loss of kin, and fingers calloused from a sword gripped in hand. the walls of the castle had been torn down by risen ages ago, though she still finds herself gliding her finger tips over the rubble. the tree near where her father once thrusted his sword through the barrier was never much of a sight, truthfully, but now it looked particularly pitiful, dead, yet still stood tall as if it weren’t. a rare moment of peace, shared with the only one who’s smile remained convincing.
lucina turns her head towards him, his armor is just as battered as she felt. but they were both strong – had to be strong. as their resilience and leader, she refused to let any of her friends see her falter, so her moment of… homesickness? or maybe nostalgia, comes to end as quickly as she hears his voice call her back.
❝ perhaps that would be nice… being in love seems as though it would certainly provide some happiness... and maybe relief... but there’s no time for such things anymore, inigo. not outside of daydreams. ❞
she brushes back dark hair, a moment of pause as she looks at him. maybe if things were different. but they weren’t -- this was it, and all she could do is focus on protecting the future for her loved ones, holding down the last corner of the land that her father loved. when she catches his eye, she could have sworn there was something bleak in it, rather than the typical blithe smile. maybe she was being too harsh... she steps forward, laying her hand on his shoulder, looking into his eyes.
❝ if that’s what brings you happiness during this plight, though, then i believe you can do that. many have rushed into marriages, in light of the current situation, or likely because of the grim future we face... i suppose, regardless of the circumstances, they find fortitude and security in each other's company, however fleeting the feelings.
if that's what you desire, then i wish the best for you, as always. ❞
six-word sentences.
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[ 3/22/16, 8:49 PM ] ❀ヽ(◠▿◠)ノ❀: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2_H1CDascHc [ 3/22/16, 8:50 PM ] ❀ヽ(◠▿◠)ノ❀: inigo [ 3/22/16, 8:50 PM ] CAMP LAZLOW: nO
SUCK MY BALLS TUMBLR MESSAGING
six-word sentences.
“ frankly speaking, i wanna give up. ”
“ they love me cause i’m hot. ”
“ just try to guess the answer. ”
“ everyone here knows you don’t care. ”
“ fine, do things your way. ”
“ i want to be in love. ”
“ no, i would rather make money. ”
“ shut up already, i’m not going. ”
“ because you said that, fuck you! ”
“ i hate you more than anything. ”
“ just sit down? let me explain? ”
“ can i be a little nasty? ”
“ there’s nothing wrong with being sexual. ”
“ i want you to like me. ”
“ don’t you dare lie to me. ”
“ i’m way too scared to fall. ”
“ terrified of my love for you? ”
“ we were both afraid, shut up. ”
“ it wasn’t anyone’s fault. not really. ”
“ life’s too short to care anymore. ”
“ i dreamt about you last night. ”
“ really? what did you dream about? ”
“ i dreamt you chose me instead. ”
“ how did you become like this? ”
“ this isn’t any of your business. ”
“ i’m losing my mind, losing control. ”
“ you weren’t there! i needed you! ”
“ please don’t start with me, okay? ”
“ why do you always leave me? ”
“ this is all we have left. ”
“ i turned around. you were gone. ”
“ all i can think about is you. ”
“ wow, you look like shit today. ”
“ i called and you didn’t answer. ”
“ i wanna be a child forever. ”
“ today, my love is in mourning. ”
“ your words felt like sharp knives. ”
“ say something nice or don’t speak. ”
I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys
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