@shieldisntalife
You've missed a couple of my birthdays, over the years. Do the math. I think you're just not admitting you're as old as you really are.
Bloody hell.
You know I’ll be 40 this year?
We’re getting old, Bob.
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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@shieldisntalife
@shieldisntalife
You've missed a couple of my birthdays, over the years. Do the math. I think you're just not admitting you're as old as you really are.
Bloody hell.
You know I’ll be 40 this year?
We’re getting old, Bob.
@shieldisntalife
Says you. I've stayed alive because I knew what I was doing. Most of the time.
Well, yeah. That always helps. But surely even you must have the occasional moment when not everything goes according to plan? *tilts an eyebrow*
“A part of me is yearning to let go, but another part will never stop hoping that it’s you and I in the end. And I’m terrified that part will never leave me. I am terrified of the thought of it consuming me until I am made of nothing but false hope.”
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{ Hey all. I am hunkering down lately, emotionally, and this is probably one of those stretches where I won't be around for a while. Lord willing, I'll be back soon. Love you guys and thankful for you. Hold your people close and love them well. :) }
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Anyone else ever wanna just… make pre-established connections between characters without having to RP it out cuz you’re a tired busy adult?
Like just hit each other up with shenanigans and tomfoolery and ‘they would totally do this’ sorta bs.
“She is something new, something hopeful. Like spring to my deep winter.”
— Pierce Brown, Red Rising (via thelovejournals)
Get in loser, we’re going to the farmers’ market
ignoring canon because i simply do not vibe with it
me, gracefully pushing canon out the window : this does NOT SPARK JOY
{ Eep...I've not been around much as of late. It's the throes of birthday season at my house and that's been monopolizing my attention. XD I'll be back! Threads are drafted. Thank you for replies! I appreciate them and you. :) }
“You want to know what it was? The moment I knew you were it? It was when I showed you the darkest parts of me, and instead of running away, you rolled out a blanket, laid on your back, and pointed out the stars.”
— Beau Taplin || Astronome. (via afadthatlastsforever)
open.
“ —so. this isn’t exactly how i’d imagined you seeing me with my top off. ” aka injured and attempting to assess and deal with the damage herself. at least she has the decency to look down, unable to bring herself to make eye contact. hands grab her shirt, rapidly putting it back on, attempting to do the buttons as quickly as shaky fingers will allow. she finally looks up, weak halfhearted smile on her face in an attempt to deflect. “ usually more dates involved before that happens. ”
He stops short in the doorway as soon as he realizes she's somewhat less than fully clothed, but doesn't look away, trained eyes swerving immediately to the damage she's inspecting. It brushes vaguely across his consciousness, the implication that she's been imagining him seeing her with her top off. But it's an afterthought as concern surges through him, his brows knitting together as he's already taking an involuntary step toward her.
"Hey - whoa -" he admonishes, holding out a hand. She's already buttoning up and offering a weak joke, but it falls on deaf ears, at least for the moment.
"You're not okay," he announces, matter-of-fact, sober gaze leveled straight at hers. "Let me have a look at that?"
{ And now I need Lance Hunter going over a waterfall some time. XD }