#arc tba.

[hadariyao-a]

                                                             @sevenswcrds​

❛   How often have uninvited visitors from other worlds been friendly?   ❜

[vegasace]

         ‘  you  the  reporter    ?  ’     he  asks  ,    offering  a  hand  for  her  to  shake  .     ‘  i’m  kent  .  ’ 

                  sc    /     @nyckng​

[waitshim-blog]

« well, about that ... huh !! funny how the door opened by itself. i wonder who did it !! »

open starter. mutuals only, please.

[neverfollowing-blog]

          ❝ moana called, asked if she could come over for dinner. i think she misses you. ❞ she speaks softly as she sits on the couch with faith and jasper, tilting her head back to see beau. they’ve only been living together a few weeks, but everything’s been fairly smooth so far ( there’s only been one biting incident, so that’s a plus ) ❝ i told her yeah, is that okay ? ❞

@withagony / bloop

[atticdweller-blog1]

          ❝ daddy’s still sleepin’. ❞ he says as he hears his uncle walk in. he doesn’t even have to look to know it’s him - he’s learned everyone’s footsteps in less than a day, a defense mechanism he has thanks to his mother. at this point, the sun’s not even up but shay couldn’t spend another second laying down, so he quietly made his way to the living room where he remembers beau having put away his colouring book. ❝ he cried yesterday. i don’t think he knew i was still up, though. ❞

@withagony / HAVE SOME BABY SHAY !

[renegadeflame-blog1]

          it’s supposed to be a good day. actually, it is a good day ! except it’s really, really not - which is made obvious by luis’ tear stained face as he walks into nino’s at the end of mitch’s shift with the intention of picking him up and doing literally ANYTHING ( he really just wants to get his mind off of him ). he wipes his eyes one more time before walking in, forcing a smile as he catches mitch’s eye. ❝ hey, man. ready to go ? ❞

@makesfilms !

[vaindeceit-blog]

          ❝ DON’T shut me out, ❞ he stands before her with his arms crossed, all six-foot-five of him struggling to be anything but intimidating. crossed arms fall so hands can grip her biceps, pulling her closer to get a better look at her. dillon’s eyes search her face, waiting for something.  ❝ you’ve been TALKING to yourself. and i’m not letting you run away from this conversation again. what happened, why do you seem so -- SCARED ? ❞ there’s concern obvious in his tone, in the way thumbs rub small circles against her arm. ❝ c’mon, mama, there’s a lot going on in that head of yours ; what is it ? ❞

               @gatekeepcr.

[hadariyao-a]

                                                                  @esoteriks​

❛   When I was a girl,   the sky called me home.   ❜