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new blog aesthetic ~

#˚ ༘ ❅ ⋆｡˚ ꕥ ━━ ❆ ( 綾華 / ooc )#ok im done playing on ayaka's aesthetics for right now #time to draft starters #:').

#vefat eden kardeşim adına konuşan kız kardeşim. bana kocaman bir nefes verdin. kız kardeşimi yanıbaşıma getirdiğin için teşekkür ederim.#:').#Spotify

Return to ostagar

#:').#dragon age #aeducan #hero of ferelden #dragon age origins #grey warden #dwarf #fiona aeducan

bonus: Seb’s dreamy expression and Will Buxton (?) dancing

Sebastian Vettel in his post-race interview during the 2015 Brazilian GP

watch here and here (he talks a lot, what’s new)

#sebastian vettel #f1 #formula 1 #the 4th one.#:').

yooooo happy birthday flores 🎉🎉💐!! hope u have a great day you seriously deserve it <3

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!

#the last part omg #:').#ask #ooouf im fighting with the tagging system for my LIFE rn trying to remember what tag i gave you #i feel like it was a plant emoji but tumblr's being useless rn hhhm #god i hope its this one #carter🌾

Ugh we're so cool<3

#yall wish u had the matching re:vale pfps💅#mar is ceo of changing their layout whereas i havent changed my pfp in about 8-9 months #and the only reason i changed it then was to match the username #so you can tell the i7 brainrot is getting big #:').#my post

i hate myself for having a rare pair

i need CONTENT

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@viduamor sent: “ are you sure you want to do this? “

“ no. ” the response came with a smile that could be a parody, a ghost of itself far more a grimace with good intent. in direct contradiction, thin fingers relieve the large manilla envelope from her hands. there was a tremor there he does not give a name to, and surely she understands.

of course she did. that was why he had asked her, not juli, not even sebastian - they didn’t need to relive it all any more than he knew they did already, and his questions to either never failed to stick in his throat like barbed wire had whenever he witnessed the weight of it.

ignorance was supposed to be bliss, yet all it did was hurt and fester. waking nightmares, death like a shadowy companion wrapped in white gauze; would knowing leave him any less off than he was already? his gaze lingered for a long moment on the star and cross seal on the front corner of the envelope, the letters and numbers beneath it in aged black ink enough to make him swallow a shudder. how often he had seen them in memory, painted on walls, etched into his flesh so deep the assurance it was not real still rang hollow. cb-204.

“ i just ... need to know. ”

why. would he be satisfied with the answer? would he be satisfied to know if there was no reason? they had been pawns; to MOBIUS, to the damn police department, to -- god, who knew who else. the clock on the kitchen wall sounded louder than it had before somehow.

“ thank you, nat. ” with the quiet rasp of appreciation, his eyes finally drifted to catch hers, and momentarily joseph wasn’t sure what else to say, if anything else at all. “ you don’t ... have to stay. ” doubtlessly she had to have had other things to attend to than sitting around holding a grown man’s hand just because he was afraid to be alone, yet at the risk of being seen as childish he added, “ i would like the company, though. if you did. ”

#⟨ III. POST BEACON . ⟩#viduamor #:').