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[voiceofmany-a]

Hey everyone!

I’m remaking my blog because coming back to a clusterfuck and having to put it to rights doesn’t sound all that nice, but! Soon!

I recommend no one following said new blog for like 48 hours or you’ll never see your dashes again. But soon.

Link forthcoming <3 I hope you’re all well!

[heartsunholy-a]

He noses at her hair, shivering, so caught up in his need for her. She wipes his mind clean every damn time he sees her, like she’s reducing him to his most basic wants, needs, desires.

And one of them slips out, barely a whisper. “I want ya…soft with me. All dressed in white. My wife.” // [X]

Ship Edits 1 / ? - “Specs” Stroyer and Veronica Lodge for @voiceofmany

Only for her to reblog! // psd credit

[voiceofmany-a]

unionyzes‌:

    @voiceofmany​ said:   caught    /   smalls wearing their shirt / nonverbal

 ❝    𝐢   𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐭   𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫   𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧'   𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭   𝐭𝐚   𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐬  ,     𝐤𝐢𝐝  .    ❞            look   of   exasperation   is   easily   drawn   onto   features  ,      one   eyebrow   raised   at   the   sight .      his   striped   shirt   sits ,     slightly   too  big   he   notes  ,     on   the   other’s   body   and   his   fingers   are   deft   where   his   blue   shirt   is   being   buttoned   up   in   absence   of    his   other   shirt  .      not   an   uncommon   occurance ,       how   often   has   he   had   to   snatch   his   hat   or   waistcoat   back   from   one   of   the   boys   ?       moves   forward  ,     finger   raised  in  an   accusing   point  ,       although   there   exists   little   annoyance   towards   the   other  .         ❝    yous   stink   it   up   n’   yous   gonna   pay  ,    ya   hear  ?      ❞        soft   cuff   to   the   back   of   the   other’s   head ,       he   lets   it   slide    for   now  .      see   the   end   of   the   day   and   it’ll   be   back   in   his   hands  ,      but   it’s   nothing   he   doesn’t   see   any   animosity  in  .

There’s reasons Smalls likes to harass the other boys, and when he hears Jack’s annoyed voice, he looks at him with a mischievous smirk, eyes twinkling. “How d’ya know s’yours?” Smalls wheedles back, turning away to keep buttoning the short. He’s several inches shorter than Jack, and it’s painfully obvious, but in a way...it feels safe to put this on. Everyone already assumes Smalls is so much younger than he is, but someone like Jack holds a power in his every move that catches everyone’s eye. For just a moment, Smalls has that same control, and without having to throw a fist to do it. “Should get ya eyes checked, Jackie, pretty sure y’ain’t never had a striped shirt like this. Ain’t ya colors backwards from this’un?”

[kevfialas]

[voiceofmany-a]

I’m very tired and weary because I’m working six days in a row this week, and most of these shifts are rife with like 30-tops and 40-tops (I DON’T EVEN HAVE THAT MANY FRIENDS, SMH, HOW DO THESE PEOPLE EAT TOGETHER), so I’m very behind on IMs and replies, but I promise I see you all and love you all, and I’ll be getting to things as I can <3 Today was stressful so I mostly just need to chill haha

[aryaunderfoot-deactivated202007]

Jack Kelly being a dork in Newsies Live (as requested by @eponniia)

[aryaunderfoot-deactivated202007]

[loisnclark]

𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞 !

    do   you   want   a   certain   kind   of   ship   with   my   muse  ?   check   out   the   key   below   &   send   me   a   symbol   to   tell   me   what   kind   of   ship   you   want   !     note  :    my   muse   =   blog   owner’s   muse     /     your   muse   =   sender’s   muses

romantic relationships !

💘  friends to lovers ❣️  enemies to lovers 💜  love at first sight 💙  slow burn 💚  skinny love 💔  exes to lovers again 🖤  on again , off again

familial relationships !

🌼  older sibling 🌺  younger sibling 👭  twins 🌻  friends like siblings 🍃  cousins 🌵  parental

friend relationships !

☀️   best friends 🌦   enemies to friends 🌈   friends since childhood  ⛅️  friends of circumstance  ☁️  school friends  🌩  friends from traumatic experiences

enemy relationships !

🔪   friends to enemies 💣   stole something from my muse 🔦   stole something from your muse 🗡   bullied my muse 🔫   bullied your muse ⚔️   family feud 🛠   fueds between mutual friends ❌   guilty by association

[torchwoodgifs]

[voiceofmany-a]

A summary of my ask box right now:

Bonus:

[voiceofmany-a]

I found this again today and it’s still relevant and I’m still laughing

[pouahhh]

i n s p i r a t i o n

[voiceofmany-a]

SB: I feel like my female muses are being neglected and it makes me big sa-

Me, flinging my 37 muses forward: WHO DO YOU WANT, I LOVE YOUR DAUGHTERS, GIVE THEM TO ME, I’M SO PROUD OF THEM-

[yesterdaysprint]

Evansville Press, Indiana, February 5, 1912

[anemonequeen-moved]

it’s a leap yeap

[voiceofmany-a]

@heartsunholy

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@heartsunholy​ - Harriet [s.c.]

“Nice broom.” Jack smirks up at the woman flying around the dark night sky far above his head. He’s pretty sure his voice will carry up to her - he’s been told he’s loud, when the occasion calls for it. Why he’s here in the middle of a field that this young witch seems to be practicing her tricks over, he’s not led to say at the moment. He’s got some time to kill. “Think if you fly high enough, you can touch the sky?”

[raelynnnix]

[voiceofmany-a]

@heartsunholy

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@writtenlegacy​ -  [s.c.]

“Hey, uh, here’s the thing.” It’s kind of embarrassing, actually, realizing why his wrist feels so naked. “That...neat little bracelet you’ve got there? That’s mine, actually.” Not referencing how important a vortex manipulator was remains critical, he thinks, to getting it back, and not actually admitting how it ended up off his wrist in the first place. Jack flashes his best, most winning smile as he saunters toward the person. “You wanna give that back?”

[voiceofmany-a]

@wickedpraycrs​ - Adrienne [s.c.]

The itching on the back of his neck doesn’t change, and though Jack would like to remind Adrienne that he does, in fact, have some sensory glands on the back of his neck specifically that can tell him exactly how long she’s been staring at him - an evolutionary human process, don’t you know - he’s more aware that she clearly wants something. He doesn’t even lift his pen from the papers he’s been writing on. “Either my neck muscles are your new fetish,” he says brightly, “or you need something from me!”