#cursedburden

[wickedwonderlandd]

I think you’re super cute! Such a beautiful smile. You seem like a good guy, would love to ask you out, but we don’t live anywhere near each other.

Literally the curse of tumblr. Someone likes and thinks you're cute. Then BOOM in another frickin dimension. I'm sure you're very nice and cute too 😭😭😭😭

[layonheat]

@cursedburden​ ❤’d.

hands  were  steepled  under  her  chin,   nose  wrinkling  beneath  the  fabric  that  covered  the  lower  half  of  her  features.   ❛   y’  aren’t  from  ‘round  this  area,   are  y’   ?   ❜

[canefought]

@cursedburden​    /    one-liner

“ all paths lead to salem for me. “

[thcrned]

@cursedburden​

         ‘  looks like you found yourself in some trouble.  ‘  no one knew she slipped past -- not with everyone’s focus on their new goddess. finding qrow was easy --- his aura never changed, and she was more familiar with it than even her own. slowly summer closed the door behind her, leaving just the two of them in the small holding cell.  ‘  salem’s here now. she brought me with her, but you’re here missing the show.  ‘

[philotimon]

cursedburden replied to your post: ngl, it’s only been a month since the finale, but...

james is babey… is that the b word?

that’s the only b word that matters <3

[shovvteeth]

@cursedburden​ || Wise choices were not made today, bro.

“Qrow-- Qrow! Help! I’m stuck!” 

Beholden, In all Robyn Hill’s glory, a woman stuck in a semi-tight white coat and struggling to escape; a coat looking suspiciously like Winter’s.

[demonslayvr]

@cursedburden​  --   himbo hours

                                                        unprompted ask

JACKPOT.   says the   real    himbo.   

[atlasci]

@cursedburden​ liked for a starter

          “it is a rather tiring party, isn’t it?” the voice comes seemingly from nowhere, but upon further inspection, a pair of lanky legs poke out from behind one of the bookshelves in the schnee library. the voice sighs as the legs uncross themselves and vanish for a moment behind the shelf. “jacques has never known how to throw a proper dinner, i’m afraid.”

     and finally the voice reveals itself, the doctor stepping out from behind his cover with a sigh. he shuts the book in his hand and sets it on a nearby table. “i would only assume you and i are both trying to avoid the pretentious crowd beyond.”