#fataltune

[rwbymotivation]

“Can @emberworn/ @fataltune/ @ribbonscythe get a shout out for being a wonderful friend, working hard, and being an excellent writer? The mun is so awesome and so creative, and definitely deserves more recognition :D”

[borskovlegacy]

@fataltune

“Heads: the Maldives. Tails: Barcelona.”

[icarusburn-a]

[text] this is by far the worst idea you’ve ever had. (pepper!)

[text: pep} this literally doesn’t even break the top ten!

[brokenmagxc]

‘ don’t allow the world to take your kindness ’ (from trinity?)

poetry starters || @fataltune (trinity)

        KINDNESS, AS IT IS, REMAINS SUBJECTIVE in the sense that it is given and received in individual preference. he has been tempted many times to stray away from being kind, yet conviction and virtue and GUILT is hard to run from. still, he does not see his efforts to be enough for the world and, should this world need more from him, he would still most certainly give it. though she tells him, in softness that he is not quite used to, that the world - in all its harshness and cruelty - could snatch him in its toothy jaws and bury him in that hatred he keeps boiled down inside. she tells him, and he listens, that the world will take and take and take, and he will be left with nothing.

        caught off guard, he raises his head to her, a look of astonishment on his face. would he dare let the world take that from him ? he wishes he could say no, don’t worry, it would never happen. but he gets the dreadful feeling that, if the world had asked to take his kindness, he would do nothing but give it. “ what else could i give,” he starts, looking away in something akin to shame, as if he couldn’t help himself. “ if not this kind soul of mine. ”

[liightforce-a]

forehead touch. (from rey! *eyebrow waggle*)

“ Hey, hey, deep breaths, Rey. In and out. “ The Jedi cups the scavenger’s face, so that her eyes would be on her, keeping her attention. “ You did good, alright ? Don’t push yourself too hard. “ There’s a tender smile that appears on her face, as Blake touches her forehead against Rey’s; a gentle gesture. A calming one. “ You did good, just take deep breaths for me. “

send forehead touch for our muses to rest their foreheads together ! | @fataltune

[liightforce-a]

❝ I think whatever you’re on I’ll take two of em! ❞ (from rey!)

“ Trust me, Rey, I’m not on anything...except my anxiety medication. “ Blake shakes her head, a grin on her face. “ Anxiety medication and coffee. Now coffee, I can get you. “

that 70′s show prompts | @fataltune

[starkbirthed-a]

❛❛ I brought blankets, takeout, and your favourite movie. I know it won’t fix everything, but it might help. ❜❜ (from natasha!)

It wouldn’t fix everything, but it would help, a lot. The corners of her lips turn up into a smile, which was good. It meant she was feeling slightly better after what happened earlier. “ Thank you, Tasha...it means a lot that you’re doing this. “

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[starkbirthed-a]

natasha had just been heading back to her room at the compound when she picked up on an all too familiar smell, instead turning to go to the kitchen. her room could wait, she wanted to see just how much baking a certain someone had done & if she wanted any help. “someone’s baking again...” the redhead called out before stepping into the kitchen, her bright eyes spotting lena at the counter. “want some company & maybe a little help?” (from natasha!)

She might have gone a little bit overboard, as half of the counter space in the large kitchen was overrun. Cookies and unfrosted cupcakes scattered about the kitchen on cooling racks, while Lena herself was among the mess. Covered in flour, and who knows what else, she lifts her head to see Natasha enter the kitchen. There’s flour all over her face, but she’s grinning brightly at the assassin. She’s in a good mood, which was fantastic ! “ Yeah, I would love the help, Tasha ! Do you wanna help me make icing for the cupcakes ? “

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