#4lvarro

[lightsblooming]

@4lvarro

there's a special kind of vulnerability that follows the end of a nap. it clings to mary on all sides; all her edges soft, all thoughts translucent—clinging to the sweet memories of dreams. and the room is so warm and sun-lit that even the tell-tale signs of waking up — the subtle fluff of pillow hair, the faint blush of puffed round cheeks, and the fading imprint of a blanket pressed against her arm — seem more idle than transitional. she could fall back asleep if she were allowed to, surrender to the safety of the ideals of her own mind, but today is special, they tell her, and she has to meet someone today that she's not sure if she's supposed to know.

she tottles in, rubbing the bleariness from her eyes. there's an adult at the coloring table that isn't usually there. he's familiar as much as any adult can be to someone so young, but she thinks she's seen him before. briefly, her attention is stolen by the older kids in the distance. their loud, rough-play fills her with an anxiety that has her cautiously to sliding a blank paper to herself and an old, broken crayon from the crayon basket, just to crawl underneath the table to find refuge and color there.

[luckhissoul]

"sad? how so?" he asks, a spark of amusement still in his voice. he gives the place a look around briefly before returning his gaze back to him. he offers a small smile. "my mom used to tell me it'd widen my mind or something like that. i figured she was just trying to make the whole thing sound more appealing. is that what you get out of it?" -- continued from ( xxx ) - @4lvarro

[soulmissed]

@4lvarro, cont.

messy house. immaculate house. the aesthetic of the home beared little importance. a roof was a roof. the boy sheds his sweatshirt. (titanic in size, soaked with rainfall.)

hunger gnaws and gnaws and gnaws. instantly, his focus shifts to a favored snack. “ do you have peanut butter? ”

[primordialchoice]

"I'm attracted to men but at what cost?"

I LITERALLY JUST WANTED TO SEND STH IN! PLS CONSIDER THIS A PRE-ESTABLISHED THING JSLKDJF I MISS WRITING WITH U

A hum emitted from her throat in acknowledgement with a sympathetic tilt of her head.

"The cost of sanity?" she responded in a matter-of-fact tone as her hands came into contact with his shirt's collar. Nimble fingers would begin to fix and smooth any folds, crevasses and wrinkles that weren't supposed to be there. It was a far cry from the chaos she always put at the forefront of her leading philosophy on life, but going against her own odds had its charm from time to time.

"But I suppose it highly depends on what you desire to be attracted to in the long run. I find it's easiest to not give them too much room to speak, as that often breaks the illusion I have created in my head of them. Then again," she released his collar and fluttered her lashes to look him in eye, her lips curving to a smirk.

"I have this innate ability to shut my focus off the moment I feel the slightest bit inconvenienced."

[doctorbrown]

"can i leave nina at your place shortly? i got a call to pick someone up and can't take her. wouldn't want for her to see the images. it was an accident." he asked his good friend. "you're the only one i can ask right now." (hiiii i miss writing with you)

❝A bad accident? Are they alright?❞ Emmett pauses for a moment, taking the time to consider the current state of the garage and whether or not it would be suitable for Nina to be dropped off without needing an hour or two to clear up the latest mess that had overtaken the workbench.

No, none of the electronics in their current state were particularly dangerous and, in fact, an additional pair of hands might not be so bad—

Finally, he nods. ❝Of course. In fact, I was just starting work on something that I think Nina might enjoy helping out with. And don't worry about needing to rush home to pick her up; she's welcome to stay as long as you need. Einie will be thrilled to have her over.❞

[ripgray-moved]

@4lvarro | continued from here.

            ❛ what? no! ❜ his face has contorted sourly, albeit jokingly. as far as peter is concerned, there's no such thing as being too old or young for anything. whatever will get him through the days is a friend of his.  ❛ there's nothing better than a nap while it's storming outside, what the heck're you talking about 'too old'?! ❜

[arcanescholxr]

nina gives him her scrapbook and hopes he writes something nice into it :)

Give my muse an item and see how they react.

“Oh, what do you have here?” Dwight looks down to see what Nina has for him. “Oh, nice scrapbook!” He ponders for a second, thinking what would be nice to put into it. After another second, he grabs a pen and starts to scribble onto the scrapbook.

When he hands it back, there’s a joke written. “What is the scariest kind of author? A ghost writer!”

“Isn’t that silly?”

[arcanescholxr]

Hamingja: what would make your muse the happiest right now?

Kraken: does your muse enjoy being near the ocean? Do they feel at home in the water or do they prefer being on dry land?

Lagarfljót: does your muse enjoy being near people? Or would they rather be off alone?

Some Scandinavian folklore based character questions! 

Hamingja- Dwight would be super happy if he had access to a large library. One that was filled with books and grimoires about ancient magic and the various of people that live within the Magical Realm

Lagarfljót- Dwight really wants to be around people but his experience in the past makes him nervous. When he was growing up, the kids ignored him or either bullied him. So Dwight is shy and anxious around people. Despite this; Dwight really yearns for human connection.