#;amnesia

[rellapsus]

“Dude our lives fucking suck.   It sounded cool at first now I want out.”

[morsinplumis]

Snuck down into the kitchen to bake cookies for Gabriel.

[morsinplumis]

[ 20 ] for Lute and Gabriel @the-damned-and-divine

Lidded eyes endeavor to focus through voluminous lashes and tousled verglas locks, to catch sight of his visage from where she has her head perched upon his shoulder. So warm, his skin against her silken feathers, it's a feeling she cannot to compare to anything else—not even the caress of the early morning summer sun, when it filters into her room through the curtains and kisses her awake with all the tenderness in the world.

A quiet trill vibrates in the back of her throat as she nuzzles her face into Gabriel's clavicle. Happy. To be here. To be his. To not wonder what there was before this, because it couldn't hope to compare to the tranquility that she feels, wrapped up snug in his embrace.

"I love you."

[morsinplumis]

Catch her drawing little pictures of Gabriel and sticking them all over the walls of her room.

[morsinplumis]

Can't wait to tell her dad that she has a boyfriend.

[firstcrderlieutenant]

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Send me a ‽ for a thread where my muse has lost part of or all of their memory.

Mitaka looked around, unsure of where he was. He got up and looked around for someone who might be able to help him. 

“Excuse me?” he said to the next person to walk by. “I was wondering if you could tell me where I am?”

[ragnarxlodbrok-blog]

rcbcrn “Athelstan! Finally a familiar face.” Ragnar placed his hand at the other’s arms before tilting his head, observing him. “What happened to your hair? I see you’ve adobted our style.”