#[ c. ]

[souuadd]

- Randomness of my camera roll

[peachringcandies]

hi i'm cindy and if i eated soap. i don't eat it bc i did. no i didn't <3 catch me @ peachringcandies

[nymphaforesta]

pics taken back home in italy which i totally forgot about<3

[monologhidiunamarea]

[ghostbees]

“This was news to me indeed.”

[sheislosingherself]

BERLINO

[stanestreet]

But the tragedy of our descent into tribalism isn’t just that it makes us into useful idiots for powerful, terrible people of all political persuasions. It’s that it traps us in a stunted place, a perpetual adolescence in which we substitute having the right politics for having a personality, in which we can’t even articulate who we are without an enemy to define ourselves against. If hate is a shelter, it’s also a cage—an intellectual and ideological Hotel California that offers protection from the elements but also keeps us from growing, or going, anywhere. You can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave.

Kat Rosenfield, To the Woman Who Trashed Me on Twitter

[boygirltype]

complaining so hard this morning over only getting L artifacts then she showed up on my door step like a sopping wet cat <3

[ask-jake-wilson]

T A K E.

I drew you :)

“Oh hell yeah. Thank you. It’s cool as fuck.”

[he may just be a phoney, but! He actually seems very joyful!]

[carmineverga]

a starter for @napoleonriot, note: kisskiss fall in love where: napoleon's sprawlin' estate

Napoleon was sprawled out on the couch when the Malice found him, the spoils and luxuries of the Riot's life were always found by the volatile. The estate was a monstrosity, sprawled out before them and meant for at least twenty more occupants as opposed to two volatile lycans and the occasional beating heart they'd picked up along the way. Napoleon had blown through Lupercal before they'd even set foot within the forest, snapping up the Waffle House, positioning them in the titular home that was either completely refined within or completely overrun from lack of upkeep. In the farthest wing, marble and concrete crumbled, but where the two resided it was groomed and pristine. The Malice lazily kicked his shoes off as he entered the room, nodding at the Riot, "Quiet night in?" Mocked with an impish and dead smile, "I was thinking we could go out." Napoleon made the rules, ordered and commanded them under his own hedonistic snobbery, but sometimes Carmine itched to make his own plan. Mountain Cicada's buzzed and chittered and it only made the restless volatile itch to fill the echoing silence in the estate with anything else.

[emilywyatt]

[souuadd]

- مشاهد

[nymphaforesta]

open up the door, can you open up the door?

[monologhidiunamarea]

[suncaptor]

The thing with OCD is that I know nothing but doubt and it shapes every part of my philosophy. however that means there is no true knowledge or perception that I can ascertain that has any level of certainty which means that I can put individual meaning in the unknown.

[xastarothx]

a starter for @hayliel, @sincreator, @bleedingwings note: this is not a 3 way thread just spare me okay

Roth was laid back in that typical louche posture, feet kicked up as though there was nothing asunder in the world. The only tell tale was the way he clutched Hayliel's stupid Mickey Mouse ears that the Luxuria had gifted to all of them, arms crossed as though the Ira was clinging to a pillow. It wrought the tale of how they reacted to Adatiel's... death, this notion that she'd been reduced to nothing when perhaps she was the most influential of them all. Michael the First Blade, Uriel the Conquest, Atarniel the Discordia/Scribe; what was to show of what they'd been carved to be when Adatiel had cradled humanity and made the ultimate sacrifice for them when such care and devotion had no longer been enough? "I don't know where to go from here," a grimace was painted upon their face as he half-glared at their sibling who had practically forced their way into 4 the Record; the shop had been closed ever since time had lapsed backwards and set them free from their alternate routes.