#nocturnais

[clownpainted]

no ,  i  don’t  think  you   understand ,   kendall   is   the  moment.  all  of  their  blogs  just  so  happen  to  also  be  cool.

[symptomatiq]

AND OUR SCAAAAAAARS REMIND UUUUUUUS THAT THE PAST IS REAAAAAAAAAL

I  TEAR  MY  HEART  OPEN,  JUST  TO  FEEEEEEEEEEL.

[lorainey]

send a 📸 to see pictures that my muse has of your muse.

for @nocturnais.    do not interact if we are not mutuals.   those who do will be immediately blocked.    ©    lorainey

[archeolgstarch]

𝐒𝐂.  │   one-liner for @nocturnais​

❝ i wasn’t aware i had to share the title of reluctant orphan heir to a multii-million fortune with anyone tonight. ❞

[firefated]

eyes  of  evergreen  flicker  behind  flashes  of     paparazzi  &  first  response  lights.   she  sees  him        can  hear  his  mind  yet  remains  silent,  refraining  from  making  eye  contact  albeit  still  watching.   “  this  was  deserved. ”      /    𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫     𝐟𝐨𝐫  @nocturnais​

[clownpainted]

batman’s tits.

[mckkaria]

❝   it's      an   old   story,   ❞      soft   caress   of   fingertips   tread   carefully   along   the   bare   expanse   of   hunched   shoulders,      brown   eyes   lingering   over   the   landscape   of   familiar   scars.      assertion   is   signed   upon   captured   attention   as   she   moves   to   stand   at   bruce's   side.   ❝   —      lakota.   ❞      a   mystery   had   taken   hold   of   him,      scattered   puzzle   pieces      driving   him   forward   without   thought   of   self   as   he   sought   answers   for      a   plague   of   questions.      ❝   a   son   helping   his   father   through   tests   of   survival.   ❞

*   —    @nocturnais​      (   sc  )

[archiveshelassos2]

HER NAME SOUNDS LIKE a weapon coming from his mouth. Diana. She stops in her tracks, metal boots digging into Gotham pavement. It almost feels like a violation, to be called her true name while dressed in her armor. Of course, that is silly, for unlike the Bat, she never meant to have an alter ego. Her identity was a secret, maybe, but never a lie. Nevertheless, his cleverness grates on her nerves. He might be smarter (though she’s still not sold on this), but she’s wiser. Wise enough to know it would be a fool’s errand to deny his conclusion. Instead, she turns on her heel to face him, her expression unamused but not giving anything away. ❛ I can see why you have less friends than I do. ❜

@nocturnais​ / starter call.