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gracefallen​:

he takes a moment to compose himself  ,                        not wanting to lash out at her despite the way she so freely BOSSES him around ,   pressing his lips together before he then heads across to the space she’s gesturing towards .   “ all of them ? ”    he asks as he carefully collects them within his arms ,  bringing the entire stack across to her regardless .  “ i’m honestly not sure how much use i’ll be to you … ”   he admits as his gaze seeks her again ,  studying her somewhat as he passes her the maps .   “ i’ve never had to plan routes for ships before . ”   though perhaps it wouldn’t be as DIFFICULT as he’s picturing it to be .

“  yes.  all  of  them.  ”  eyes  roll  as  she  speaks,  shifting  to  grab  the  relevant  tools  from  the  cabinet  on  the  opposite  wall.  resting  them  down  against  the  table  in  the  centre  of  the  room,  taking  the  stack  of  maps  from  the  other.  “  you  seem  like  someone  that  likes  to  learn,  yes  ?  perhaps  you’ll  find  this  knowledge  useful  in  future  ?  ”  a  brow  lifts,  head  tilting  as  she  studies  him  for  a  long  moment  before  gesturing  to  the  maps.  “  we  must  find  a  new  route  to  our  destination  that  passes  around  the  storm  due  to  hit.  i’d  prefer  to  avoid  a  ship  wreck,  would  you  not  agree  ?  ”  a  hypothetical  question  really,  for  the  answer  was  obvious.  leaning  across  him  to  unroll  one  of  the  maps,  shifting  her  tools  to  rest  against  the  corner  in  order  to  keep  it  down.  “  you  must  have  looked  at  maps  before,  no  ?  ”  hint  of  a  teasing  smile  lifts  the  corners  of  her  lips,  looking  up  at  the  other  with  an  arched  brow.  

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gracefallen​:

he huffs as he keeps his back turned to her  ,       focusing himself on the bottles on the shelves ,  rearranging them into NEAT lines once again .    “ i caught amy on her phone again when she could’ve been preparing more fruit for the evening ! ”    a habit he’s never been able to understand much for himself .   “ and lewis ended up taking three extra cigarette  breaks earlier .  it’s a wonder they haven’t been FIRED already . ” 

eyes  roll  heavily  at  his  explanation,  one  hand  lifting  to  pinch  her  brow.  “  that’s  exactly  what  i’m  talking  about,  idiot.  ”  harsh  breath  pulls  from  her  throat,  shifting  to  stand  in  his  eyeline.  “  you’re  not  a  manager,  stop  pretending  to  be  one.  it’s  annoying  even  me,  and  that  is  --  an  achievement  really.  ”  a  brow  lifts,  irritated  expression  twisting  her  features.  “  amy’s  having  some  problems  with  her  family,  i  think  she’s  allowed  some  time  to  check  on  them  no  ?  and  lewis  doesn’t  take  a  lunch  break  at  the  best  of  times  so  his  breaks  are  allowed.  anything  else  ?  you  know,  if  you  have  complaints  you  should  bring  them  to  me  from  now  on  because  if  you’re  not  careful  you’re  going  to  end  up  with  a  broken  nose  one  of  these  days.  and  i  really  don’t  think  your  pretty  boy  image  can  withstand  that.  ”

[divya-adu]

I’ve been trying to prove how “lovable” I am my entire life. I thought if I impressed my father he’d want to be a better person. I thought if I cried enough to my mother she’d be more emotionally available. I thought if I made sure I gave my soul in relationships they’d love me the right way. I thought that if I gave everyone every piece of me they’d have no choice but to love me properly… yet, here I am at 21 still trying to prove to myself that I don’t need to prove I am easy to love. But I do, I have a desire to sell myself because I don’t know any other way.

How do you stop something so ingrained in you? I’ve never known a time where I wasn’t trying to convince someone that I was worthy of their love—sad part about this is I never questioned if THEY were worthy of me. I always wanted to be enough that people chose me but no one has ever been enough for me and I always choose them.

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stcrlght​:

fingers   smooth   through   brown   locks  ,    making   the   finishing   touches   to   the   braided   style  ,    head   tilting   as   she   surveys   her   work  .    “  of   course  …  ”    she   says   GENTLY  ,   refusing   to   let   any   of   her   doubt   show  ,    knowing   that   they   must   both   be   as    confident    as    possible    if   they   were   to   have   any   chance   of   pulling   this   rather   reckless   plan   off .    “  you   look   just   like   one   of   my   handmaidens   from   back   home  .  ”    soft   words   a   TRUE   compliment  ,    gentle   smile   gracing   her   features    as   she   examines   her  .     “  you   remember   our   story  ,   don’t   you  ?  ”

eyes  close  at  the  touch  to  her  hair,  shoulders  relaxing  slightly  for  the  first  time  in  a  long  time.  a  glimmer  of  grief  slipping  across  her  features,  remembering  all  the  times  her  mother  would  braid  her  hair  just  as  juliet  was  doing  (  though  the  style  was  always  far  less  intricate.  )  remembering  all  the  times  she  had  braided  luana’s  hair  --  taught  her  how  to  do  it  herself.  sadness  swelled  within  her  chest  at  the  thought  of  her  sister,  pushing  the  emotions  down  as  soon  as  they  rose,  knowing  they  did  not  have  time  for  it.  “  do  you  think  so  ?  ”  question  a  weak  attempt  at  trying  to  distract  her  own  mind,  eyes  opening  as  she  seemed  to  finish.  “  that’s  good.  hopefully  it’ll  be  just  as  believable  for  the  royals.  ”  forcing  a  smile  to  her  lips,  nodding  at  her  next  question.  “  of  course.  and  i’ll  do  my  best  to  follow  your  lead.  i  trust  you,  juliet.  ”

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gracefallen​:

it’s far too dangerous to speak of it aloud  ,                      even if they are talking in code ,  but he’s so desperate to tell her that he needs to find a way .  thinking for a moment ,  he glances to the side before looking back towards her once more ,  an idea finally coming to him .  “ of course ,  your highness . ”  he muses .  “ perhaps i could explain it to you while we walk together ?  i think i recall you mentioning needing some air just now …? ”   eyes meet hers ,  hoping that she would understand the MEANING behind his request . 

head  bobs  in  a  agreeing  nod,  gaze  slipping  to  the  joke  of  a  king  across  the  room.  at  times  it  was  as  though  he  simply  forget  of  her  existence  --  until  the  realisation  of  her  presence  suited  him  of  course.  a  smile  finds  it’s  way  to  her  lips  as  she  turns  back  to  felix.  “  of  course.  i  could  certainly  do  with  some  air.  ”  a  hand  gestures  for  him  to  lead  the  way,  ignoring  the  rest  of  the  guests  who  might  notice  her  absence  (  though  it  wasn’t  as  though  many  cared  for  their  new  queen.  )  “  i’m  sure  our  king  would  understand  !  ”  dark  humour  lightens  her  gaze  for  only  a  moment  before  following  the  other  from  the  room.

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gracefallen​:

her frustration only spurs him on ,                                     smirk widening as he takes a step back ,  dropping the chain back onto the floor .    “ won’t that get you in trouble ? ”  he muses ,  shifting away some more ,  hoping to get JUST out of her reach .   “ or does your witch not care for you at all ? ”   looking over her again ,  he imagines it’s more the latter ,  but he’d still prefer to hear it from her lips . 

teeth  grit,  lip  curling  in  a  snarl  as  she  looks  him  over,  spine  going  rigid  at  his  questions.  “  i  don’t  give  a  shit  about  whatever  trouble  i  might  get  in  for  it.  ”  words  are  tight,  matching  his  steps  away.  nails  dig  against  her  palm  as  the  chain  pulls  around  her  ankle,  reaching  the  limit  of  the  stupid  thing.  “  what  the  fuck  do  you  think,  asshole  ?  ”  she  all  but  growls,  eyes  flashing  in  her  rage.  people  like  him  always  thought  they  could  fuck  with  whoever  they  wanted  without  consequence,  all  she  wanted  was  to  wipe  that  smirk  from  his  lips.  “  come  closer,  maybe  you’ll  find  the  answers  to  your  questions  !  ”

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shesdaylight​:​

“as comforting as that may be i’m afraid that might send me into a panic about all of those other times,”  she muses with a laugh,  hesitantly reaching out her left hand for grace to look it over.   mainly because,  well,  she’d promised.   “but i suppose it’s a little silly to be panicking over a little scrape,”  she adds.

a  gentle  smile  is  given,  head  shaking  lightly.  “  it’s  not  silly  at  all.  ”  tone  is  a  little  stern,  but  only  because  she  doesn’t  want  the  other  to  worry.  “  it’s  actually  perfectly  normal.  everyone  has  different  thresholds  for  this  kind  of  thing.  ”  looking  down  to  the  injury,  fingers  gentle  against  her  skin.  “  sit.  let  me  get  my  kit.  ”  guiding  her  over  to  a  seat  before  shifting  to  grab  the  first  aid  kit  she  kept  in  her  kitchen.  finding  the  wipes  and  plasters,  giving  another  smile  to  the  other.  “  this  might  sting...  ”  pausing  for  a  moment  before  cleaning  the  wound,  before  applying  a  bandaid  across  it.  “  there.  a  few  days  and  it’ll  be  as  good  as  new  !  but  you  should  be  careful  from  now  on  !  ”

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gracefallen​:

he swallows down his mouthful before looking back towards her ,       eyes wide ,  mouth hanging open in shock .  “ i find that HIGHLY offensive ! ”   he says ,  head shaking as he looks away from her ,  the grin that’s starting to slide back onto his face a telltale sign that he’s only messing around with her .   “ of course i’m a believer !  i fucking love aliens .  my sisters parents were aliens ,  you know ? ”  casual question left hanging as he returns back to his FOOD ,  chewing away at the rest of the bar . 

brows  lift  as  he  speaks,  one  hand  lifting  to  cover  her  mouth  as  she  laughs,  shaking  her  head  lightly.  “  your  sisters  parents  were  aliens  ?  ”  hand  is  kept  in  place  to  hide  the  grin  against  her  lips.  “  how  does  that  work  exactly  ?  does  she  have  green  skin  and  antennas  ?  ”  she  asks  after  swallowing  her  mouthful,  finally  dropping  her  hand  away,  though  the  grin  remains  bright  against  her  lips.  “  does  that  mean  you’ve  seen  her  spaceship  ?  ”  lips  press  together  in  an  attempt  to  hold  back  the  laugh  bubbling  up  her  throat.

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gracefallen​:

“  if i’m being honest  ,    i like a story with multiple endings  .  ”

♡   :   EDMUND  AINELY  for  @starlcved​  ,    SC .  

brows  lift,  head  tilting  as  she  considers  his  words  a  moment.  “  kind  of  like  a  choose  your  own  adventure  ?  ”  smirk  lines  her  lips,  shifting  her  gaze  to  study  him  a  moment.  “  i  think  i’d  agree  actually  !  stories  with  just  one  ending  are  so  boring  !  ”

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gracefallen​:

words do nothing but agitate her even more ,                           fear pushing past the grogginess that threatens to consume her as she takes another step closer ,   attempting to SEARCH for something she could use as a weapon .   “ what the hell did you do to me ? ”  words yelled she’s able with the dryness to her throat ,  turning as she surveys her surroundings .   “ where have you even  taken me ? ”    afraid more than ever ,  not remembering a single thing about this place . 

a  sigh  escapes  her  lips,  concerned  gaze  watching  the  other  closely.  “  this  is  my  apartment,  we  found  you  in  the  alley  across  the  street.  ”  chin  lifts  as  she  keeps  her  gaze  pinned  upon  the  other,  brows  arching  as  she  explains  the  situation.  “  you  were  very  hurt,  and  if  you  don’t  sit  back  down  you’re  going  to  rip  open  those  same  injuries  and  bleed  out  on  my  couch.  is  that  what  you  want  ?  ”

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brokenspy​:

   patting him down wasn’t something she had any interest in doing, wasn’t something she was about to do, but she wasn’t about to simply take his word for it either. on the contrary, she’d keep her guard up, keep an eye on him, and make sure she knew exactly what was going on. maybe he could be trusted, but sarah wasn’t one to trust easily, so who was she to make that kind of judgement? “look, i don’t really have any opinion on you at all — but if you want to ‘help’ me, then don’t get involved. stay out of it. why would i have any reason to trust you?”

a  smile  lifts  his  lips,  looking  her  over  for  a  moment  before  tilting  his  head,  amusement  shining  within  his  gaze.  “  well  it’s  my  stuff  you’re  picking  through  !  ”  shifting  away  from  the  doorway  to  step  into  the  door,  keeping  his  distance  still  from  the  blonde.  “  if  you  couldn’t  trust  me,  do  you  not  think  i’d  be  doing  everything  i  could  to  get  you  out  of  here  ?  ”  smirk  rises,  turning  to  her  with  an  arched  brow.

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renlios​:

JOHNNY  GREENBERG ,   @starlcved​   :     📏   for  our  muses  to  be  in  detention  together .                                                            ↳   HARRY  POTTER  PROMPTS .

SCOWL  IS  ETCHED  ONTO  HER  FACE  AS  SHE  TRAVELS  FURTHER  INTO  THE  FOREST  WITH  HIM ,   the  chill  of  the  place  already  making  its  way  through  her  clothes ,  though  she  tries  her  best  to  cover  up  her  shivers .  huffing  when  she  hears  him  speak  again ,  she  casts  a  GLOWERING  glare  in  his  direction .   “ will  you  shut  up ? ”   she  snaps ,  words  a  whispered  hiss  from  her  lips  as  she  attempts  to  pull  her  robes  more  TIGHTLY  around  her .   “ you’re  giving  me  a  headache . ”

her  snapped  words  causes  him  to  flinch  away,  gaze  lowering  almost  immediately  as  he  swallows  down  the  hurt  plastered  across  his  features.  “  sorry...  ”  he  mutters  gently,  gaze  lifting  just  enough  to  watch  as  she  pulls  her  robes  closer,  teeth  digging  against  his  lower  lip  as  he  weighs  up  the  risk  of  offering  his  assistance.  eventually  he  decides  he  cannot  stand  to  see  her  shivering  any  longer,  pulling  the  scarf  from  around  his  neck  and  offering  it  across  to  her.  “  it’s  not  your  house,  i  know,  but  it’s  warm..  ”  he  keeps  his  words  just  above  a  whisper,  not  wanting  to  irritate  her  further,  but  feeling  the  need  to  still  help  her  in  some  small  way.

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journclist​:

@starlcved​ said :   👻  for  our  muses  to  talk  to  one  of  the  hogwarts’  ghosts .   from bessie   //   hp starters.

“   happy death day!”   though the concept might’ve been odd,    and they were two of the only living people in attendance,   she doesn’t mind.   besides,   there’s plenty of refreshments just for them since they’re the only ones who can actually eat.   she sets the gift she’d brought with her on the table,    aware that a physical gift might be a bit impractical,   but thinking it might still be meaningful all the same.   the roll of parchment,   neatly wrapped with a silver string,   contains a compilation of stories that she’s gathered from the ghost’s life.   “   i’ll read it for you later,   ”   she promises.   turning to the gryffindor,   she gestures towards the untouched punch.   “   thirsty? ”

a  grin  lines  her  lips,  wide  gaze  taking  in  their  surroundings  since  they  arrived  --  the  only  two  living  guests  that  had  received  an  invite.  it  was  a  badge  of  honour  really,  one  she  couldn’t  wait  to  brag  to  her  brother  about.  “  happy  death  day  !  ”  she  repeats,  grin  only  widening  as  she  focuses  her  attention  on  the  guest  of  honour,  her  own  gift  set  beside  april’s.  “  basically  parched  !  ”  though  a  cursory  glance  to  the  punch  has  her  brows  lifting,  leaning  in  a  little  closer  to  other  to  murmur:  “  is  it  supposed  to  be  that  colour  ?  ”  a  soft  laugh  following  the  question.

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@shesdaylight​

“oh,   totally.    it’s like,   you’re lucky if you’re actually able to keep something to yourself.”   and,  to her,  she means being a witch.   although there are a few select people in town who know of that secret,  but still.    so long as it isn’t town gossip,   she calls it a success.   “i guess that’s the thing with smaller towns.    they’re great,  and safe,  but there’s not a lot that you can really do,  you know?   i guess it’s just the pros and cons,”  she adds with a small shrug of her shoulders.    rapunzel’s eyebrows rise,  and she smiles.   “oh yeah?   where are you coming from?   have you passed through some fun places?”

gaze  studies  her  as  she  speaks,  a  slow  smile  lifting  his  lips  as  he  nods.  “  exactly  !  though  i  suppose  it  means  you  make  your  own  fun  right  ?  where  i  grew  up  we  were  always  up  to  some  kind  of  mischief  !  ”  granted,  that  was  a  long  time  ago,  and  it  was  mostly  his  brothers  causing  trouble.  “  oh  i’ve  been  to  plenty  of  fun  places  !  ”  turning  to  face  her  fully,  head  tilting  slightly  as  he  considers  her  a  moment.  “  most  of  the  states  are  far  more  fun  than  back  home.  ”  he  skips  over  her  first  question,  though  continues  to  smile.  “  have  you  ever  visited  england  ?  ”

[gallixie]

tell me, love, how are you still so soft? how are you not made of edges? how can you look at the world and still see so much good when it has done you so much wrong?

and tell me, love, what is it like to have a heart that big? do you feel the weight of it with every breath? how can your heart hold so much pain and so much love at the same time?

tell me, love, how has the world not carved you into something sharp?

— please tell me it never will // p.s.

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@gracefallen​

is this a dream ?  it feels like it should be  ;   (  since when did anything ever go this well for him ?  )  but the sensation of her lips against his ,  the feeling of her fingers slipping into his hair ,  the warmth of her against him ,  it’s all too real   —   too intense  —   to just be something his mind has conjured .  his heart is pounding so manically but he wills himself to stay in the moment ,  unsure of how long it’ll last ,  or if he’d ever get to experience it AGAIN ;   moving his fingers to shift into her hair as he drags her in closer ,  kissing her as best he’s able while leaning across the counter .  he only pulls back when he’s DESPERATE for air ,  and even then he’s still keeping himself as close as possible ,  panted breaths skimming his lips as his eyes finally open ,  settling back on her features ,  grin once again appearing on his face .  “ so you do like me then ? ”  he mutters quietly ,  a laugh soon following ,  fairly relieved at the prospect despite how confident he may have seemed about it all thus far .  “ i was starting to worry … ”

she’s  been  kissed  before,  had  kissed  countless  others  before  this,  but  somehow  this  felt  different.  there  was  a  concern  before  now  that  the  build  up  to  this  moment  would  set  her  expectations  too  high,  but  clearly  she  had  no  need  to  worry.  leaning  heavily  over  the  counter  as  he  drags  her  closer,  fingers  tightening  their  grip  within  his  hair,  heart  hammering  against  her  chest  as  her  free  hand  lifts  to  cup  against  his  cheek,  only  pulling  away  when  he  did,  though  remaining  as  close  as  she  could  whilst  they  caught  their  breath.  a  smile  lifts  her  lips  at  his  words,  eyes  opening  slowly  as  she  studies  him.  “  here  i  was  thinking  you  were  so  confident...  ”  she  teases,  fingers  moving  lightly  over  his  cheek,  dipping  her  face  in  to  steal  another,  breathless  kiss  from  his  lips.  “  yes,  i  like  you.  ”  she  breathes  softly,  forehead  settling  against  his  own  with  a  light  laugh.  “  don’t  ever  doubt  that.  ”