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[neveranyhero-blog]

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         THERE IS SOLACE in the hymn that spreads between them. dulcet hums and soft strumming, the carmine slashes coating them both seem to matter less and less. this (she, he and their muted tune) couldn't last forever, nothing in the clouds does. but     booker can pretend for a moment, if only to see DIVINITY within her shine one last time, to see the girl trapped in the tower before it all went to shit.

        ❛ ya’ seem to know how to do a staggering amount'a things     singin', how long’ve you done that? ❜

[neveranyhero-blog]

" are we not devils ? " ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

                                    deathless meme. ⋆ ◜

    there’s quiet intensity in what she says, how she says it     that’s nothing short of TERRIFYING. it wraps and weaves inside him, a silent cataclysm that collapses lungs if not for but a second. as it passes, booker finds her eyes unmoving from the emerald wash of his own. weak youth, he sees, like a reflection of past selves that haunt. 

                                                        (haunt, haunt, haunt.) 

    even a withering look     such as the one he’d borne on days where gun residue was more familiar than human flesh, days like THESE     could spot it. the terror that comes oh-so-easily with blood wet on your hands. 

   a D E V I L? perhaps booker was. an unspoken demon, tucked somewhere beneath his ribcage, the ghost in his memories of wounded knee, is inclined to agree. elizabeth, though, was nothing if not an enigma     an enigma that timed tendrils of thought couldn’t yet decipher. 

                                he acquiesces in his answer, gruff and thrown over a hunched shoulder; it isn’t articulate, but what’s she expecting anyhow?

              〔 ☼ 〕 ❛ depends on your definition, don’t ya’ think? ❜

[neveranyhero-blog]

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               〔 ☼ 〕 ❛ that’s it     grounded. ❜

[staysvigilant-blog]

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[fangedbarbie-blog1]

          ‘   i’m sorry,  i’m a worrier   ---   i worry.  especially about you.   ‘ 

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[raisedbetter-blog]

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     ❛ we’ve been waiting on our pizza for AT LEAST twenty minutes. if i had gotten this job, the service would be a lot quicker. ❜  okay, maybe bellamy was a little bitter that the girl had beaten him for the job at nino’s diner. he still didn’t know how she managed that one --- it wasn’t as if it required any skill. since the restaurant was a common hangout spot for the aglionby boys, bellamy had taken it upon himself to push blue’s buttons whenever he got the chance.

[illbeyouryoda-blog]

i’m gonna need all of you to fucking fight me ?? right now ??

[staysvigilant-blog]

          ❛ there... aren’t any birds, are there? ❜