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mosaickd · 7 years ago
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@nowthorn.
 worry becomes apparent within ruby’s eyes ,  brow upturned as she seats herself beside her partner.    ❛    it’s sort of obvious that you’re not ,    ❜    her voice is quiet and gentle ,  a contrast to the normal bombastic behavior ruby so well presented.    ❛    weiss ,  we’re teammates ,  you can tell me what’s wrong …    ❜  // from.
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          WRINGING HANDS , GAZE fixed upon them. they were dry &. weathered by the harsh conditions she had faced over the last several weeks.  ———  so , this was the life of a huntress. ———   correction ! a huntress to be. her journey most likely paled in comparison to a full fledged huntress , seasoned with wisdom &. experience. lungs expanded , breath shook loose from icy confines. there was no point in hiding. her team leader would prod until she exploded in anguish.  ❛     i do not know what atlas has in store for me , ruby. i did not leave on the best of terms.      ❜
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mosaickd · 7 years ago
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@veiliisms.
“… you do not have to tell me whatever is on your mind, but… you also do not have to pretend, or say something you know i won’t believe.” // from.
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           PAUSE IN RUSHED THOUGHTS let’s her reflect on what to say. vera was of no bother to her but to give her way to the darkest doubts that held onto her ———  there was no way she’d taint the poor girl’s soul with such things.  ❛     it is just my anxiety about exams. beacon has always had a flair for the unconventional.     ❜
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mosaickd · 7 years ago
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shakespeare aesthetics.
repost ,  don’t reblog. bold what applies to your muse.
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MACBETH:
the howl of wolves. moonless nights. dirt under fingernails. stained silk.  chattering teeth. voices hoarse and cracked. rotting fruit. echoing drums. dry heaving. hanging cobwebs. stifling humidity. bloodshot eyes. the roughness of rusted steel. wild rosebushes. muscle cramps. the sound of splintering wood.
A  MIDSUMMER  NIGHT’S  DREAM: crackling fires. ivy crawling on stone. the faint music of running water. petrichor. dirty, bare feet. tattered clothing. thistledown. wilted wildflower crowns. late evening birdsong. curling leaves. a symphony of croaking frogs. drifting feathers. the eerie sound of windchimes at night. humming bees. beds of clover.
ROMEO   AND  JULIET: warm golden lamplight. worn shoes. crumbling brick walls. whispered poetry. embroidered satin. cool, hazy mornings. tousled hair. rosewater. flushed cheeks. distant orchestras. unfinished marble statues. cobblestone streets. loose threads. ink smudged on parchment. tapping fingers. dust illuminated by sunlight. poison vials.
HAMLET: shattered glass. a cluster of fraying ribbons. unanswered knocks on doors. lingering dampness. white noise. inexplicable drafts. migraines. bleeding ears. the taste of metal. reflected mirrors. dry, cracked lips. the sound of tearing paper. fogged windows. memories of dreams. tarnished silver. protruding veins.
TAGGED BY: @amulatlas ( thank you <3 )​ TAGGING: yoink it ! i encourage stealing dash games :)
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