#ownpaths

[imthelcstprincess]

( @ownpaths | clicked the ♡ for a one liner )

“there’s nothing you could do that would make me hate you, you know.  c’mon, spill it.”

[bcundlessheartbreak-a]

               wouldn’t it be nice if they could just reconcile & go off their merry way ? while she understood that she once fell for the ripper side of him , she could always fall again for the humanity side of him. after all , those good looks & dazzling smile are just the things to pull her back. a brilliant smile embroidering her lips as she strides over to him. she got a plan. a plan that would need him to agree. ❝ hi there ex-lover. ❞ & there , she’s now balancing half of her body on one leg , blonde tresses casually cascade over her shoulders. ❝ may i have a second of your sweet time ?  ❞ //   ★ @ownpaths

[loveovercomes]

she picks at the edges of the napkin , a nerves habit , eyes down cast. she's only half listening to what Stefan is saying as he cooks. she'd rather go out to eat ; she hates doing dishes. lexi knows she could speed up the process by helping , but honestly ? cooking as never interested her , so lexi never bothered learning. " we need to talk. " she suddenly blurts out , hands pressed down on the table , hazel eyes finally focusing on her oldest friend.

she waved a hand towards the mess of food and cooking supplies near him. " i need you're undivided attention. " dramatic , yes , but it's also nerves and most importantly, an under layer of fear. this is uncharted territories , and if she can't talk to her best friend , who can she talk to?  // @ownpaths

[thepaganprincejewellery]

We are what our life experiences make us..each taking what we need from both the good and the bad. Each evolving our souls with the light and the dark. It takes both rain and sunshine to make a rainbow . . . . #selfstrength #ownpaths #growth #growtobloom #thejourney (at Leicester, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/BxfXJxcnW3M/?igshid=49vam6elf51n

[imthelcstprincess]

‘ you stayed up past your bedtime again, didn’t you? ’   ( ownpaths | stefan )

rapunzel YAWNED in the midst of shaking her head as if to deny his question - but if her yawn wasn’t a dead giveaway, the tired look in her eyes were obvious enough.  and at that point, what was the real use in lying?  “history,” she replied with a small, tired shrug.  she’d stayed up all night looking over her notes for the test, after already studying magic and spells with her father prior to that.  if the late hour she finally fell asleep wouldn’t make her exhausted, then the lessons on top of lessons - the information - surely would.  “it was a LATE night.”

soft tired prompts | @ownpaths ( accepting )

[lessereviltm-a-blog]

“  I’m  not  tickilish—-  DON’T  YOU  DARE.  ” ( stef @ ownpaths icb )

it’s so fluffy ✿

               a raise of an eyebrow at the male sitting across from her. they’ve been at it for quite some time now. it’s not at all surprising to her now that stefan salvatore wears the same face as silas. she should have relied on her sense of smell rather than her sight. the more she gotten to know the doppelganger, the more she realises that he holds absolutely nothing of value to her, other than –MAYBE– his fealty. not that she’d want it. she already knows that his loyalty lies with the gang that wants her best friend dead. no can do. that doesn’t mean that she couldn’t have fun. a smirk slowly spreads across her features at an idea pops into her mind. she reaches a foot over, already discarding her louboutin for a much better access. the tips of her toes lightly travel up his leg, though not in a teasing way. ❝ should we test that theory ? ❞ her foot is a mere distraction, as her intention isn’t to play footsie with the male. thankfully, they aren’t in a public place, otherwise the shape-like tentacles in a form of water appearing behind the male would have surprised quite a few people. & the game begins, right after those tentacles descend between his sides, while one remains at the back of his head, dripping cold water down along the back of his neck. // ★ @ownpaths

[imthelcstprincess]

( @ownpaths | ☼ )

Half laughing, Rapunzel’s arms lightly folded across her chest as she finally caught his attention.  She really had no idea he was so strong, she should’ve been more shocked than she let on.  “You should look into lift competitions or something.  I mean you’re probably way nicer than other competitors but you could definitely throw them for a loop,” she mused with a half-grin.  But when he began to look nervous her smile fell, and her arms fell to rest against her sides once more.  “What’d you lose?”

[howlifeshouldturnout-blog]

That dreadful day

January 13, 2019

How will I enjoy the last remaining semester knowing what I’ll be leaving behind?

My eyes landed on a box containing letters from my college friends, I re-read them making it the reason why I’m an emotional wreck at the moment. It’s like High School all over again, me dreading a day called graduation will come. Don’t get me wrong, I want to graduate but the idea that we’ll separate ways soon is like a punch on the face, I did not see that coming. 

But what can I do? I can’t freeze time. Eventually we have to get on with our lives. We have our own paths to walk on. It’s sad that it’s inevitable. Time flies so fast, one minute I’m leaving High School and now I’m leaving college (If I graduate, which hopefully I will.) 

How will I enjoy the last remaining semester knowing what I’ll be leaving behind?