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Gwen's sleeping now, thank Heaven. I hate today, I hate tonight, I hate Pendragon Publishing.
No I don't, I love my job, I need that job, and I don't hate everyone there. There's a few people I love there after all. Maybe just a few people that I can't stand. But this whole shebang is tearing my friend apart and I'm forced to watch and keep my mouth shut like I always do. Too meek, too scared, too clumsy. I'm too afraid to say anything, and everyone knows what's happening but no one bothers to do anything.
And I know that isn't true either. People are doing things, granted a couple helpful things, but not always the right things. But who am I to say what's right in everyone's life, because plenty of things in mine would be up for scrutiny. And yet I can fool everyone into thinking I'm fine, which is something that makes me feel better in a horrible way. At least they think that until I crack at some inopportune moment. If this whole Arthur/Morgan/Gwen snafu grinds on any longer I will. And something tells me that my boss won't ever want to see me again afterwards. With a cold pack covering his eye. For Gwen's sake, I don't think I would care too much.
Would I? Yeah, I would. But at least he'd get what he deserved.
She's waking up now....
Do regret killing those you have in service for Morgana?
No.
Both sides now || Gwen and Freya
"Antsy" didn't quite cover the emotion resulting in the swath of carpet that would be worn down in Freya's floor if Gwen didn't hurry up. Ever since the text had beeped onto her screen, the edges of her vision had gone fuzzy and only one thought was on her mind: Gwen. That and keeping her alive. Hell was circling this whole group of....... acquaintances and there was hardly anything Freya could do except hold on tight the the little bit of Heaven she was lucky enough to have. And why on earth was she half of what seemed like the only not cheating or split up pair in the whole group? There was no truth to the statement that she was one of the only ones not hurting desperately, because she was. They all were by now. The world really was going to pot, wasn't it?
There really was a faint path of mussed carpet by the time headlights bounced around through Freya's little front room. Wiping her damp palms onto her sweatshirt, she was greeted by a small streak of mystery red. She cast a startled look down at her hands to find she'd bitten her fingernail so far down it was bleeding. But when a knock on the door resounded off all four walls, she raced to open it without a second thought.
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oh, and I love YOU too x)