#wasdying

[madereverie-blog]

         ‘  oh  no  ,  i  am  being  stared  at.  what  is  this  about  ,  moony ?  good  ,  bad ?  that’s  an  intense  stare.  ’  // * @wasdying

[madereverie-blog]

                              ‘  you  have  no  idea  how  unimpressed  i  am  by  that  stare.  i’ll  be  peaceful  if  you  are.  ’  // * @wasdying

[madereverie-blog]

                ‘  professor  ,  would  you  like  to  sit  down  for  a  reading ?  i  brought  my  cards.  ’   // * @wasdying

[madereverie-blog]

         ‘  i  found  your  glitter  globe  on  my  bed.  take  it.  ’   ronan  throws  the  globe  at  the  other  boy  ,  not  caring  whether  or  not  he  catches  it.  // * @wasdying

[technimorpha-blog]

ok but @wasdying is a cutie ok.

[isdream-blog]

➳    @wasdying    ❤   !!

             ‘  your  face  is  DIRTY  !  ’      she laughs , pointing at the boy’s face. his dirty face would be her fault , for her hands are stained in blue and pink paint.  ‘  that is  g r o s s.  ’

[reveriemade-blog1]

                “you look like shit,” the words are heavy as he says them, though there’s very little emotion outside of the typical range of anger and sarcasm. yet if you look at ronan you can tell there is worry in him over noah; he knows the boy isn’t alive, he doesn’t understand the details of death, so it’s never hit him that noah? noah won’t be with them all the time. “did you see a ghost or something?”

@wasdying

[twcgods]

‘  ------ noah.  ’   he hadn’t been able to sleep and the ruckus from the room noah occupied at the barns had gotten his attention. ronan found himself sitting on the edge of the bed , signature frown on his face though worry could be found in onyx eyes.  ‘  noah, wake the fuck up.  ’  he calls out again , hand reaching out for the dream boy’s shoulder and holding him still.  ‘  it’s a bad dream , wake up.  ’

@wasdying  💔