#don't mind if I do

[beechaotic]

It isn't gonna last long.

GOOD MORNING WBAT???????

hi guys, i’m gonna do something special in this account this week hopefully !! starting a lore shared through sort of interactive writing. anything tagged with DEATH OF A BLOOM is apart of this event

[shiiro-arts]

[thegoodmorningman]

All Mornings are Equal, but some Mornings are more Equal than others.

[s4pphicb1mb0]

interesting........very intersting

Hcs of Graysons obsessions like ex. she really likes Dubai chocolate. then the next day she looks like she was on something. what ever works 😓👯‍♂️

Little things- Grayon

AN: Honestly, this is all over the place, and I had problems comprehending the anon ask. I hope this is what you wanted!!

Implied wlw. Sfw

She loves chocolate

All types. Especially the fancy kind. But her forever favorite is the liquor ones.

She doesn't have a sweet tooth; she’s just a chocolate connoisseur in moderation.

She loves crime shows, and she's so smart that she can solve the case before the big reveal.

She has a special interest in tailored clothes.

She refuses to wear the kind of clothes from the store. Especially because she's built a little differently for women, and she takes huge pride in her figure.

You introduced her to Dubai chocolate, and she got like 8 bars that were worth 200$, and she doesn't regret it one bit.

She tried making it at home, but she gave up because it was too much work

She doesn't like cakes. She prefers desserts that are professionally made

By now, you've realised how much of a fancy pants she is

WRONG

She prefers living simply, minimalist even minimally, but she believes food and clothes cannot be compromised.

The food keeps you happy, and clothes keep you polished, hence, she likes the best of the best for those two.

She's a neat freak sometimes.

She has her high and low days. She keeps her house so clean that not even a stray hair can be on the floor; other days, she struggles with brushing her teeth because her job takes such a toll on her.

Although she grew up in a middle-class family, her mother was from Zaun, hence why she sympathised with the people and didn't want to participate in cruelty against them.

She's bad at texting AND sexting.

you'll say smth like, "I need you so bad right now."

......................

"Is the dishwasher broken again?"

She is a woman of her word. She never breaks promises. And she never exaggerates.

She loves gift giving. And she believes all love languages combined are what make a relationship.

But she prefers giving rather than receiving. 

She just felt awkward when receiving it. Although it's not the chase for physical affection.

Once in Enforcer Academy, she tried smoking weed, but she felt so guilty that she went to church.

Her favorite alcohols are beer, tequila, whiskey, and cognac. She despises the cocktail since why would anyone do that to such a luxurious liquid?

[crowlixcx]

You're welcome to look all you want from there.

[newtclovers]

tboy toast? no fucking way 🤤🤤🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

[actualbampot]

"What happens when you ignite Fire Dust above an eternally-burning flame?"

- That one time Cinder got BBQ'd

[a-timely-problem]

Props go out to Alana Bloom, for having the worst taste in guys that I ever had the pleasure to witness

[srrrokka]

If tumblr ever decided to spread malware I'd be the first one to get it

[bucksaiga]

Oh shit these are my kinda people

[kelpweedkelpweedingkelpweeds]

Trying to write Fated, and then got inspired by this post and decided "hey, why not write a future scene since you're also in the mood for marecal angst"

It's currently 12 am in where I live, I wrote this while half delirious after celebrating CNY and I groped myself more times than can be considered normal while trying to visualise a certain scene *cough* so anyways here's "don't be such a possessive ass", in honour of Cal being a fuck up

Warning: I write this man absolutely pathetic for his girlfriend-turned-weirdthingthatslikeadivorcedwidowbutnotreally, so if you cringe just know that I probably did too while cackling

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Don't look at her. Don't look at her. Don't look at her.

Cal could feel the heavy weight of eyes on his back as he pulled his shirt off. It burned trails down his spine, and it took everything in him to keep his eyes angled away. He wouldn't look at Mare, especially not when he heard the soft thud of silk hitting the ground as she undressed. It wouldn't be the first time he views her in nothing but underclothes; hell, he had seen her completely naked plenty of times but even standing in mere proximity felt more so an invasion of privacy.

He didn't deserve to look at her, not after what he had done on that day. The words felt so wrong coming out of his mouth, as he tried to convince her and mostly himself that what he was about to do was the right thing. That for once in his life, he had made the correct choice. The alliance would never have held up, and the current political situation is too precarious to leave any role of monarch vacant, Cal told himself in vain hopes of coming to peace with his decision. There is more that one can do in a position of power than without.

The desperation and the heartbreak as he begged and pleaded had been oh so real however, scorching bitterness that coated his mouth with an acrid aftertaste long after she left. If she hadn't turned away, he might have gotten on his knees and grovelled at her feet in the mere hopes of getting her to stay.

But as usual, he could never bring himself to stop her, to grab her hand as she walked into the distance. She deserved that freedom, at the very least.

"Here." Farley's voice jolted Cal out of his unknowing journey through painful memories. He blinked furiously, whirling around quickly enough to catch her eyes narrowed at his exposed collarbone.

Oh.

Cal would be ashamed to admit it made his insides curl with undeserved pleasure every time he spotted that dark bruise reflected back at him in the mirror. It was thoroughly distracting, allowing him to bask in the ghost of her lips on his shoulder back in the peace of Piedmont before reality slapped him cold in the face.

He wasn't going to get a new one of those any time soon, if ever again.

Stop.

"Nothing in your size, Barrow?" Tyton was a man of few words, and he conversed in a manner far too relaxed for someone about to go out and fight.

"I'll have words with the tailor when we get back." Mare spoke so casually, it made a part of him ache. The words she exchanged with him at the dinner were clipped and cold, and hearing the mock smugness in her voice stirred unwanted emotions in him.

Stop it.

Unconsciously, Cal exposed the bracelets glinting on his wrists. It was a longtime habit of his, whenever he felt particularly annoyed or uncomfortable at what someone said. It usually served as a threat, for when his patience was being pushed.

He followed behind the group as he grabbed a pistol and sufficient ammunition. His ability would usually suffice, but the more time he spent outside the Silver court the more he realised that it usually was better to have some form of backup plan. Especially when dealing with silence.

He saw Tyton shove gear towards Mare as she protested against him. The way he looked at her triggered something in him, a small prick of sourness at the tip of his tongue.

"Some raiders are silents." Mare froze, the fear in her eyes a familiar heart-wrenching sight to Cal. He was well aware of how terrified of silence she was, when she woke up screaming in the middle of the night, her eyes wide as she buried her face in his shoulder.

Stop it. Get her out of your head, Calore.

His eyes were still on her as Tyton proceeded to fix the belt around her waist. He said something, but all Cal could pay attention to was his fingers grazing near her hipbone as he adjusted the buckles around her waist. The way that slipping the gun into its holster allowed his hand to brush the side of her ribs, far too close to the lower curve of her breast to be considered chaste.

He probably watched her strip.

Cal's stomach stirred with a feeling he couldn't name. It was an unpleasant sensation, flaring in him like a roaring inferno, manifesting as waves of radiating heat exploding out from him. He glared holes through the floor as he tried to calm his breathing down, all the while storming ahead and refusing to look at her.

Mare had the right to talk to whoever she so pleases, and she could very well deal with inappropriate contact however she saw fit. She didn't and will never belong to him, though it wasn't like he was going to police the way people interacted with her. They were now, at best, reluctant allies and nothing more. She clearly loathed him and while he could never bring himself to hate her, his feelings towards her were an indiscernible mix of yearning and betrayal and devastation. No longer were they the same people who laughed at dinner parties together and comforted each other after traumatic nightmares. He shouldn't be feeling such things from seeing her intimacy with another man, he couldn't. It would be his ruin.

But right now, Cal's mind was far too preoccupied with the hundreds of different ways he intended to murder Tyton if he ever dared touch her like that again. Starting with the burning of his hand off, ending with the incineration of his ashes.

"Careful with those hands, Tyton." Cal's voice was low, a barely concealed threat. "She bites."

Tyton laughed mockingly, his eyes fixed on a particular spot on Cal's shoulder blade now covered with cloth.

Ah.

It appeared that Tyton was more than aware of the accidental innuendo Cal had just created. Somehow, it made him even more infuriated, the fact that Tyton had seen it and still decided to go ahead with whatever the hell it was he was trying to do.

He was distracted away from his fury by Mare walking up to him, her eyes alight with an unusual amount of fire. It sparked something in him, seeing her cheeks, the tips of her ears and her neck all tinted bright crimson. Apparently she still felt enough towards him to be capable of embarrassment and he didn't know what to think of it. Everytime their eyes met, it triggered an irresistible impulse in Cal, to hold her again like he would have before the world came between them. He resisted it once more, like he had every time before.

He distantly thought about leaving his own noticeable mark on her, so that some people would keep their hands to themselves before realising with some horror that it made him a terrible person to think things like that.

She continued till they were standing side by side and he could hear her soft breathing.

Then she slammed her elbow hard into his side. "Don't be such a possessive ass." Her hissed words stung more than the new pain in his ribs. "If you insist on calling yourself a king, you can at least act like one."

Possessive. Never before in his life had Cal felt territorial feelings of any sort. As the crown prince and future king-to-be, he had everything he could ever want served to him on a gold-rimmed platter. Riches, authority, suitors all waiting in line for his perusal.

And yet, her love being the one thing he ever desired, her being the one person he was so desperate to have by his side, she just kept slipping through his fingers. It was a special kind of frustration that warranted the pained sound that left him.

He watched as she turned her back on him, just like she did on that balcony in Corvium with tear stains on her cheeks.

Another part of him broke.

Pull it together, Calore.

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Thanks for taking time out of your day to read this, people's comments really do fuel my "oh wow people actually care about the things rolling about in my brain" syndrome :)

[jaakkojuice]

jere wearing nothing but that fuzzy red coat Tommy owns hmmm....

....😳

[hoonstqr]

his lips look so kissable..

[wiremotherofficial]

i love stumbling across a thing that is so catered to my interests it feels like it was made for me specifically

[nubinublado]

So apparently they forgot to specify in the casting call that the Japanese actors have to be able to speak English so they ended up with two actors don't speak English at all. Though they are actually twins so that's pretty cool. So they have to change up all their plans for the characters. At first they considered purposely having them blatantly dubbed over in English but ultimately they just decided to just not have the characters speak at all outside of screaming.

[esteemed-excellency]

oh? 👀