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[feracordamoved]

See you in the dark All eyes on you, my magician All eyes on us You make everyone disappear, and Cut me into pieces Gold cage, hostage to my feelings Back against the wall Trippin', trip, trippin' when you're gone 'Cause we break down a little And when you get me alone, it's so simple 'Cause baby, I know what you know We can feel it

@astrainfinitude | { Christmas 2017 } | do not reblog unless you are them

[ihavethatthingwithlies-a]

‘ i’ll take whatever you’ve got on tap, ’   emma tells the woman behind the bar as she slides onto a stool, a small polite smile grazing her features for just a moment.

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[groigne-a]

          she asks               the question, and she should not be surprised by the answer she gets from her husband. for MONTHS on end, they have been drifting apart: she has gone back to her work, and he has stayed at home with the children; yet she felt no support whatsoever on his part, or it felt FAKED whenever he would tell her how fine it was that she was back working and he wasn’t. It had started to feel like he resented her for his injury and his incapacity to resume his former position.  

           of course, they can do nothing else but FIGHT about it, because they both lack basic communication skills within their couple, and because they both see things as extreme. that very vision had pushed her to throw the word ‘divorce’ on the table more than once, had pushed her to ask for more and more proofs that there was still something worth saving, something worth FIGHTING for between them. 

          ‵ you think it doesn’t matter ? i’m asking you if i wasted all those years by your side, wasted my time with a man who only PRETENDED, and you tell me it doesn’t matter ? ′ 

          a divorce is the last thing she wants ; what she wants is for him to take her into his arms, tell her she’s been mistaken, that he loves her more than anything and that he will fight for her, fight for them. what she wants is the happy family they’ve always dreamed of, talked about, created TOGETHER. 

         ‵ if you go out of this house, you won’t ever set foot here again ′ she speaks from behind the walls of her hands, because it makes it easier to say those fatal words. it’s easier if she doesn’t have to look at his face when she CONDEMNS him. 

            @astrainfinitude                contd. 

[threecardtrick]

he enjoyed music, though he could never say that he had a particular talent for it, though just enough not to embarrass himself completely. he heard some music emanating from the classroom and he couldn’t help but be drown. any sound that wasn’t schoolboys shouting was welcome. he lingered at the door-frame, looking in. ❛it’s beautiful. what is it?❜

[qveendcms]

            she isn’t one to enjoy being summoned, it’s an annoyance among other things, but nymeria knows to pick her battles. with a sigh she tears herself away from the blades she’s been obsessively cleaning since her arrival so that she may drape a cloak around her shoulders and greet her escort at the door of her chambers. letting them lead she let’s her fingers brush over the flat of a blade hidden expertly on her form, not intending on having to use it that evening, but one never knew. she’s silent as they lead her to a door and pushes it open only to leave soon after once she steps in and it shuts behind her. 

“you summoned me.” she says, the words clearly not a question as dark eyes take in the other person in the room. 

@astrainfinitude

[ashenglory]

she  joyously  eyed   the   horizon   /  a   sanguine   hue   painted   the   skies  .     the   sun ,    a   symbol   of  power ,   energy ,   integrity                        displaying   a   sight   so   beautiful ,    one   could   almost   forget  all   their   troubles ,    as   she   had .      but   gaze   shifted   towards   her   brother ,     and   the   smile   died   before   it   even   surfaced .       ❝    what’s  bothering  you,  oberyn ?     ❞   /     @astrainfinitude  ♥

[corviidae]

astrainfinitude replied to your post:

i’m her plus one at life m8. u wanna go.

just not the fun parts tho, hey 

[mvtesco-blog]

feet taped across the wooden flaw of the corridor.   arms stacked with brand new text books, willing to fall at any moment.    she was starting to lose balance slightly.    she had took on too much yet again.    her heels   ( which she constantly wore to fight her height )    did not help at all.    aqua hues locked upon the man walking in the opposite direction before giving him a polite expression.               ‘     albert !!      can you help me !!      i fear i may drop some of these !!      ‘ 

@astrainfinitude     ||      teacher au