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[loversmore]

“i believe in you so what’s left is for you to believe in yourself.” – han

for @hyunsung ♡

[afghan-blood]

[faggotbutch]

louis adamic / psychologistmimi / softhe4rted / alefa / from “ask polly: why should i keep going?” / jawrot / mary oliver

[lume-nosity]

boo! lume jumpscare coming to your feed because i finally found the time (and memory) to visit here. I MISSED YOU GUYS AAAAAGH i mean um hi or whatever,, what did i miss? how’s everyone? it’s been a hot minute.

[ghstlymess]

another lazy sunday

[sugarcandydoll]

im so scared this spiritual medium dm'ed me on insta n said she wants to tell me smth about me ♡ i said sure n she said that there is a lot of negative energy surrounding me n that i should protect myself :(

[gxst]

WHO : adam & open ( @nomadhqzstarters ) WHERE : the marketplace WHEN : end of summer festival

adam  welcomed  the  atmosphere  of  the  bustling  marketplace  as  a  change  of  scenery  from  the  insides  of  the  castle,  having  been  sent  to  run  an  errand  and  dragging  it  out  for  as  long  as  he  assumed  he  could  get  away  with.  a  basket  of  fruits  and  cheese  in  one  hand,  he  found  himself  wandering  across  cobblestones  and  absentmindedly  taking  in  the  sights.  what  happened  next  should  come  as  no  surprise  -  this  was  adam,  after  all,  and  it  would  be  uncharacteristic  of  him  not  to  stumble  upon  some  misfortune  in  his  attempt  at  completing  a  task.  thus,  as  luck  or  the  lack  thereof  would  have  it,  his  shoe  caught  on  a  stone  on  the  ground,  sending  the  young  servant  tumbling  forwards  and  right  onto  the  unsuspecting  person  before  him  -  fruit  spilling  out  of  the  basket  and  all. 

[bunicate]

hiiii its me ☁️ anon! i know you usually don't do jjk but i just wanted to tell you about choso!! i think you'd really like him, he's basically a 150 year old curse but he is new to everything and for him family is everything.....

so can you just imagine choso not understanding the limits of how much he can help his cute curse!sister ( ՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞ )

just a thought!

anyways how's your dayyyy going? ໒꒰ྀི ܸ. .ܸ ꒱ྀི১ !!

haiii cloudy !!!! abt choso . . hmmm . . . idk a lot abt him but i think he’s so pretti nd emo looking which is da easiest way into my fragile heart . I wus only turned off a tad bcuz he seems kinda submissive, which is OK as long as he knows when 2 reel me in cough cough on his cock. but gosh I luv dat concept real bad. choso who cherishes family ties and has such a high approbation for da older brother x litl sister dynamic wud surely fall victim to the “love knowing no bounds”. 1000000% he’d fck his sister nd that’s hot idgaf. jus from wht u said it’s safe 2 assume tht he’s not jus into fcking her . . he’s in luvvvvv wit her mwahaha .

[mothfinite]

i hate being seen as a girl but i do have to say . "magical girl" is like its own gender to me

[cfstyle]

WHO : cam & open ( @30sextra ) WHERE : monroe's diner

cam  leans  his  weight  on  his  hand  placed  atop  the  counter,  as  the  other  half  heartedly  reaches  for  a  pot  of  coffee  to  be  poured  into  a  nearly  empty  mug  in  front  of  one  of  very  few  customers.  it’s  not  a  busy  day  -  it  is  the  exact  opposite.  he  is  bored.  he  is  all  but  ready  to  go  home  early,  and  he  would  have  already,  were  it  not  for  the  fact  that  he  so  desperately  needs  the  money.  he’s  been  here,  what,  six  months?  and  the  fact  feels  like  failure.  he  holds  onto  hope  that  each  hour  spent  in  this  place,  serving  scolding  hot  coffee  and  burnt  scrambled  eggs  to  unsuspecting  victims,  brings  him  closer  to  something  else.  an  apartment  of  his  own,  maybe.  it’s  not  that  he  doesn’t  like  being  around  his  brother  -  but  growing  up  on  a  farm  has  him  quite  accustomed  to  having  space.  now  he  doesn’t,  crammed  into  a  small  apartment  with  two  other  people.  dark  liquid  spills  into  the  cup,  this  offered  along  with  a  friendly  wink  and  a  hint  of  a  smirk. he reaches behind him for a cup of his own, fills this one up as well - having decided that he needs something to keep him alive for the last couple of hours of his shift. he sets the coffee pot down, brings his cup to his lips and fixes his gaze on the customer sat on the opposite side of the counter. looks at them expectantly - wordlessly waiting for them to entertain him now that their coffee break has turned into a date. he arches an eyebrow and takes a sip.

[coyote-kiddo]

mm the Sick s really kickin m butt today... :(

[pennysno1fan]

The urge to make an agere alt is so strong, I feel so weird scrolling while 'm regressed n then suddenly seeing something big me would like n not little me 😭

[foolwife]

i still get embarrassed suggesting i want a rehabilitation arc for phantom but considering this is bobby fulbrights Whole Fucking Thing, my most favorite thing about him, i think i don't need to justify myself about that one here

[dismaltouch]

♡  muse  ↝ prudence barton ( reg ).

♡  closed for  ↝ @housefircs.

"i'm  fucking  terrified  and  you  should  be  too."

[gustxxssnarchive]

could i rest here for a while near that medal 'round your neck st. jude's wearing a smile, he wouldn't mind i bet i can't go face the world, my bones won't hold me up so tell the saint of lost souls where to find me softly sleeping here in the deep end of someone who loves me

(@todestr0y)

surrender's just a word until you try it out and see how hard it is to hurt with someone else around i'm the worst i've ever been, afraid of almost everything the skies are clear but storms are always coming your gift to me is just to be bracing for the winds i always summon my home, my heart, thank god you are someone who loves me

[gxst]

WHO : adam & nathaniel ( @0fmercy ) WHERE : the viking camps WHEN : late evening, end of summer festival

if  royals  in  a  sober  state  were  a  lot  to  handle,  it  was  nothing  in  comparison  to  when  they  all  got  together  in  the  name  of  drink.  quickly  as  a  group  they  became  absolutely  insufferable,  demands  being  thrown  left  and  right  as  if  it  was  a  competition  to  see  who  could  make  the  servants’  lives  more  unbearable.  adam  persevered  only  because  he  knew  that  when  the  sun  set,  he  would  be  set  free  of  his  duties,  and  this  of  course  meant  he  could  find  nathaniel  who  would  make  all  sense  of  stress  and  frustration  disappear,  as  he  always  did.  

the  arrival of the evening  had  moved  part  of  the  crowd  from  the  castle  to  the  viking  camps,  and  adam  had  dutifully  followed  along.  he  was  of  course  glaringly  out  of  place,  but  as  were  most  of  the  crowd  that  had  sought  out  the  camp  for  the  sake  of  continuing  festivities  late  into  the  night.  for  the  servant,  it  was  not  that  he  necessarily  looked  out  of  place,  not  polished  enough  to  seem  like  he  didn’t  belong,  it  was  more  so  just  in  general.  how  lost  he  looked,  standing  close  enough  to  parts  of  the  swedish  court  that  he  would  be  able  to  recognise  it  should  their  eyes  start  to  wander  in  search  for  someone  to  bring  them  a  drink  or  aid  them  in  something  else,  be  it  a  necessary  task  or  one  thrown  out  only  to  prove  that  they  were  better  than.  at least standing around whilst the crowd around him grew more rowdy was excuse enough to drink. he took it.

then,  something  in  the  crowd  caught  adam’s  attention.  or  rather,  someone  -  a  most  familiar  figure  that  made  his  heart  flutter  in  his  chest.  except  this  time,  a  pang  of  worry  quickly  followed  -  as  the  appearance  of  the  man  was  disheveled,  to  say  the  least.  adam  wasted  no  time  in  rushing  over  to  him,  not  caring  how  this  may  seem  should  anyone  be  watching.  after all, potential  onlookers  mattered  not  when  nate  was  hurt. "nate?" voice filled with worry, name spoken to get his love's attention - though he quickly corrected himself for the sake of appearances.  “you're hurt, my lord. what  happened  to  you?"