#ft harper

[exiledseacritter]

Hyjinkx with my little buddy! She's in love with snapchat filters as much as I'm in love with selfies that involve mirrors and my full body. A little girl came up and said "Is she a boy or a girl?!" And before I could respond Harper goes "She's a girl of course!" She's got my back 💜

[ctrljj-blog]

how can i sleep if all my dreams are nightmares? | jarper

slipping on the first jumper that his shaky hands could find, jj grabbed the comforter off his bed and slung it over his shoulder before rushing out the door to find harper. his heart was racing in fear and panic as he made his way down to the green - what was going on with harper? this wasn't the harper that he knew but he was determined to find out why they were like this. his lips were closed around a joint that he'd rolled with the stash caleb had gifted him, and he lit it with his free hand, letting the smoke breeze in front of his eyes and into his lungs. his hair bounced as he flitted down the stairs, held out his face in a bun atop his head, and as the cold outdoor air hit him, he pulled the dark jacket around him further. he looked a mess, and he was fully awware, but harper was more important that his aesthetic. his eyes were still damp from his meltdown earlier, but he let it be.

feet hitting the brick paths of the yard, he clocked harper curled up by the fountain with a good few bottles lay beside him. rushing over, he knelt, face wrought in despair. "harper?" he whispered, reaching a hand to their face. their skin was freezing, cold and clammy, and jj tucked the blanket he'd brought tightly around them. "what's going on with you, harps? why are you here?"

[drownedpersephone]

level thirteen in gondamon and i havent seen a singl ekin advertisement