#8lll

[redeyespride-blog]

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//I STILL NEED HELP THOUGH????

//NAW YOU GOT THIS

[grrlwonder-archive]

⌊ @webheadedhero → CONT. FROM ✗ ⌉

      ❝When have I ever been known to play fair?❞

[breniarchive-blog]

          “--- We have chosen not to marry.” The words are easy; he is not afeared. Not of his decisions nor of her’s, and not of wrath, of spite, of resentment. Agarwaenor is his elder, has seen far more. But he does not know all unspoken things, the tension of every bond. One day, perhaps this knowing will come. Perhaps it will be shared.

@fadedforthem.

[youbetyourstarspangledbutt]

It's so weird to see your fc on the dash and know it's not you. And not in a bad way, it's just. WEIRD. 8l

[darkelfiisms-blog]

"THEY'RE ALL ANIMALS!" (for Kraki from Chase idk they should meet okay 8l)

    Both ears flopped backward as the human spoke much too loud and Kraki grimaced slightly. “--Who?”

[booiisms-blog]

all of the texts. all of them.

Send ✉ for an 2 AM text

[ sms ;; Fredenstein ] Are you awake? I can't sleep and my parents are out of town.[ sms ;; Fredenstein ] Our power is out. :(

Send ✘ for an unsent text

[ sms ;; Fredenstein ]You know monsters are real, rig

Send ☠ for a threatening message

[ sms ;; Fredenstein ] You know. I don't care if you hang out with your other friends. But. Don't forget about me. [ sms ;; Fredenstein ] It's not fair. [ sms ;; Fredenstein ] I'll stop helping you with Physics.

Send ❤ for a lusty/loving/affectionate message

[ sms ;; Fredenstein ] Wanna come over later?[ sms ;; Fredenstein ] We can watch movies and eat food that's terrible.[ sms ;; Fredenstein ] And you are totally allowed to talk about traps.

Send ♣ for a drunk message

Mary doesn't drink, ever.

[abadassinheels]

“You’re not going anywhere”

"I'm sorry?"

His hand around her wrist stopped her in her tracks but not with the reaction that he was wanting. She could bet on that. She wanted to storm off. Cool down and think about it logically, but no. Owen couldn't just leave it alone. Never could. Just kept poking at the bruise and making it worse.

"Let me go, or lose your hand, Mr. Grady. You do not own me,  nor are you my keeper. I can leave if I damned well want to. And  you've made it clear that whatever I have to say is not wanted. So."

"Let. Me. Go."

[booiisms-blog]

mxdiium replied to your post:new style ! what do you guys think?

omg so pretty i love

thank you!