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[bladeundone]

you don't have to talk if you don't want to.

̗̀ะ໒⋮━ FOR PEOPLE WHO DON'T SAY MUCH // accepting!

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No words come. She parts her lips as if to answer, but much like before, her voice fails her. It isn’t that she doesn’t want to speak—it’s that she can’t. How should one address something—someone—Elysian, to begin with? With utter reverence? With unbending honesty?

It’s… overwhelming, in a way Riven could hardly put into words. Golden eyes meet hers, gentle and knowing, and it only seems to pierce straight through her, stripping her bare of any pretence. None of it feels real. From the faint shimmer of her skin to the way it glows softly in the dim evening light.

She takes a shaky breath, her mind reeling. Maybe she drank one too many bottles of alcohol with her father earlier, but to call this a mere hallucination feels too dismissive, and tricks of the mind do not mend woods, do they? They do not sew them closed with a small dance of light, leaving no signs of it ever being there.

Riven feels small—unworthy—as if her voice would shatter the fragile stillness surrounding them, and what a sin would that be, to taint something holy and precious with her presence.

So she swallows hard and nods faintly instead, unable to trust herself to speak.

[malakaie]

one of the most helpful things for me in trying to get into wrestling is to have more than one little guy (or girl)

i obviously have my favourites - we all do - and i've made no secret of who they are lol. but my favourites aren't always on tv and if i only watched for them i'd have found myself pretty unhappy pretty quickly. but i found some others to care about - maybe not with the same intensity, but enough that i'll always have at least one reason to have a look, that i'll always have at least one match to enjoy even if some parts of a given show aren't necessarily for me.

giving things their fair shot is the quickest route to having a good time, imho. and even if it doesn't quite land for me right away, that's cool - i'm aware of the build and storyline behind things in case i change my mind about someone later

having more than one wrestler or faction to enjoy and watch for has just made for an overall more pleasant time. and keeps me from feeling too unhappy when my #1 topmost favourite babies aren't on tv. so i win no matter what happens

[starcraftt]

it's getting better.

[nim-lock]

IS it shrimp time? 👀✨🦐

[cinnamon-rollerskates]

We put a curly straw in the dishwasher and now it's not curly anymore. quote myself, 'william is straight now'

[redlips-blooddrops-deux]

"Come inside, welcome to the bar~," she says while dressed up.

[cozmos-talkin]

Rats rats rats rats rats rats rats rats rats.

[finalexpenses]

my favoritite image

[catfortress]

what breed of kibby is these

Hii you can find their breed types here! =^.^= along with other posts introducing characters! Also, you may look in the #:> tag to see all of them!

Have a good day ^^

[owlfromthemeadow]

Not used to so many people complimenting my real name at work. Here's my name tag and the limited amount of decoration I was allowed.

[sweeet-n0things]

Thank god for good friends

I love Taryn so much chat, She is seriously my favourite, I am so grateful to have good people in my life, that Autumn brought us together, and that I called her tonight, I truly am on my road to simply just being happy.

[bulletbilltime]

oops I accidentally apf'd all over the dash sorry not sorry

[asksprunkiestsimon]

dawwww we got a happy simon now~ got some KFC, and the grill anon~

[ very happy munchings, bbq sauce all over his face ]

[chlorophylliccoyote]

What's this? An exposed and petable coyote-taur tum? Why, i have no choice but to walk up and pet!

gronching you with my serpentine body and my maw thats gonna rest softly on your head. Yeah get loved and affectioned you adorable ittle critter, but also you're going to be here for a while cause you're in the cuddle grab now.

[snkts]

[ TRUST ] for a scenario where sender’s muse is the only one receivers muse will let close. 

“I’m fine.” He bites out. It’s an obvious lie. It hurts. His head fucking hurts. He’s tired. And to make it all worse? The real kicker? 

It’s not healing. 

It should have passed over  by now. If it was anything physical, it should be cleared up, and he should be back to his usual, no fuss, no muss. He should be fine. He should be better than fine. He’s the goddamn Wolverine. 

But he’s not fine. Not even close. And it’s put him in a bad mood. He hates this. He feels disgusting. He doesn’t want to be seen like this. Not by anyone. After all, he was pathetic, hunched in the dark in his bathroom, gripping the back of his neck to try to keep himself from throwing up. 

Yeah, real tough, Logan. Real tough. 

That’s why he’d shooed everyone away. Sure, they meant well, but that wasn’t the point. He could handle himself. He always handled himself. One by one, they’d poked their heads in. One by one, he’d told them to fuck off. One by one, they’d done so. 

Until her. 

She lingers at the door and he has a hard time snapping at her. Both because of who she is, and how crappy he feels. He just grumbles and sulks lower. 

“You sound fine.” She said softly. Ah, she's humouring him. … Or giving him shit. Could be either, coming from her. He grunts and closes his eyes. He hears her approach and doesn’t protest. She settles down next to him and he just leans heavier against the toilet, his porcelain hero for when his stomach inevitably tried to empty itself again. 

“Brought ya’ this.” She says, and he hears rustling and the sound of something wet - and there’s the sleight pressure of a cold, damp cloth against the back of his neck. Okay. That helped. It was something he could focus on. A breath in, a breath out. Rogue rests her gloved hand on his back, patting the thin fabric of his sleep shirt in an attempt to soothe. 

“The lab again?” She asked, and after a moment of hesitation, he nodded. She knew - she’d seen the memories in his head. She’d suffered his nightmares. 

(He’d done that to her.) 

“It's okay, Wolvie.” She said. “Y’ain’t goin’ back there.” 

“I know, Moonbeam.” He returned. “Don’t plan on it.” And that’s all he has to say. They sit in silence, with her head resting on his back - and to her credit, he does, eventually, feel better.

[loyalhorror]

#rue saying loustat while i say armand/young!daniel (unless we're the ones writing it) #we're in love. if you must know.

kissing you with hmmm i think around seventeen thousand tongues btw. you're right and you should say it.

YAY YIPPEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!