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[spacecadette]

— k✰le₁d˚s˚ope eyes ❜❜ ¦ indie & mutually exclusive multmuse curated by chasen. 21+ est. blog is a wip, standard rp etiquette applies but see detailed rules h e r e. roster below cut!

— l₁ter✰ture theodore decker 🟊 the goldfinch boris pavlikovsky 🟊 the goldfinch camilla macauley 🟊 the secret history lux lisbon 🟊 the virgin suicides jo march 🟊 little women christine daae 🟊 the phantom of the opera annabeth chase 🟊 percy jackson series juliet capulet 🟊 romeo & juliet prince hamlet 🟊 hamlet violet baudelaire 🟊 a series of unfortunate events lemony snicket 🟊 a series of unfortunate events

— c✿m₁cs felicia hardy 🟊 marvel mary jane watson 🟊 marvel

— telev₁s₁˚n & f₁lm winry rockbell 🟊 full metal alchemist brotherhood rose dewitt-bukater 🟊 titanic haruhi suzumiya 🟊 the melancholy of haruhi suzumiya veronica sawyer 🟊 heathers blair waldorf 🟊 gossip girl karen jackson 🟊 shameless catherine 🟊 the great

— v₁de˚g✰mes howard lotor 🟊 tales noir rachel amber 🟊 life is strange max caulfield 🟊 life is strange ariadne hallowsworn 🟊 original dark urge from baldurs gate iii

— ✿r₁g₁n✰l ch✰r🟊cters emilie laurent josie stankowski desmond minkovski

[alchaemist]

it's quiet back home ... for years his life has been constant forward motion — a whirlwind of train cars and hotel dinners, a new city every week ( if not every day ), his entire existence cut down to the size of a suitcase. so, it's safe to say he doesn't quite know how to cope now that he has, quite literally, been turned out to pasture. he spends his days drifting between bouts of syrup - slow stupor and violent bursts of activity: a morning spent lazing around the house capable of turning quite suddenly into a full - fledged war on granny's ever - leaky roof — an on - going battle he's beginning to believe he may never win. he's on a tear today, leaving no stone unturned and no soft spot un - prodded as he prowls from room to room, a long forgotten book still clutched tight in one hand.

❛❛ hey winry — looking for leaks !! ❜❜ graceful as always, he swings the door wide and makes himself at home, not even sparing her a second glance as he clambers onto her bed to poke and prod at where ceiling meets wall.

@spacecadette ( for winry ! )

[spacecadette]

hours    of    labor,    even    of    love,    can    burden    a    body    —    &    she’s    feeling    every    dull,    throbbing    ache.    arms    stiff    from    endless    hammering,    hunched    over    workbench    in    the    heat    of    her    workshop    leave    her    physically    &    mentally    drained    *    her    hopes    for    the    comfort    of    bed    are    all    that    draws    each    rigid    step    home.    winry    drops    to    desk    chair    with    heavy    sigh.    long    day    at    close,    relief    manifests    in    smile    &    closed    eyes.

as    if    he    sensed    the    peace,    as    if    he    had    to    cut    it    short,    ed    bursts    into    the    room.    FORGIVE  HER  !    winry    loved    him    fiercely,    but    in    this    moment    she    could    kill    him.    young    woman    grabs    closest    projectile    to    her,    a    book    on    welding    applications,    &    flings    it    at    the    frantic    blur    of    his    figure.                 ❛❛  EVER  HEARD  OF  KNOCKING  ??  ❜❜

[spacecadette]

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[spacecadette]

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