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aight sorry I disappeared for a hot minute there, quarantine uhhhh ambushed me, I was in the middle of spring break when we got the news and so I had to go back and friggin move myself out of the dorm and I’m tryna work and also figure out how to do sculpture of all mf’in things at home.

N E WAYS all this to say: been very busy. Turned 19. Got accepted to 4 zines. Confessed to my crush and then she confessed bACK later and uhhh like 5 minutes ago we just scheduled our first date ( over video, dw, we’re social distancing. it’s kind of,, you know,, long distance anyways. ) annnd this is my first date ever in my life SO we’re gonna,, see how that goes. I also fell into the botw/LoZ fandom so mayhaps there will be people from that here soon.

so yeah not dead, hope to get back on more when I have the energy ( outside of school I’ve been lying in bed with our foster cat on top of me pretty much 24/7 just depression napping ) because I love you guys and I love roleplay and I hate that i keep taking unexpected breaks.

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- soulmates

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darkness, get behind me

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munday meme // multimuse edition

send me a symbol and I will tell you…

⚔ which muse is the most likely to go to jail/prison ☠ which muse is The Worst™ 👅 which muse is the kinkiest 💑 who would make the best couple of two of your muses together 💔 who would be the worst couple of two of your muses together 👑 which muse is most likely to take over the world 👎 which muse secretly (or not so secretly) loves terrible movies 😍 which muse is the biggest heart breaker 🌱 which muse is the most gullible 💎 which muse is the biggest drama queen 🍒 which muse is the most innocent 🎭 which muse is the easiest to write 🌛 which muse is the biggest dreamer 🐢 which muse always runs late 🌉 which muse is most consumed by wanderlust 🏠 which muse is a happy homebody 👛 which muse is the most frugal 👠 which muse loves shopping sprees 🎉 which muse loves planning parties 💕 which muse falls in love too easily 👍 which muse would you most likely get along with 🔪 which muse would you most likely be enemies with 🍕 which muse is a terrible cook 😔 which muse is the biggest spoilsport 💘 which muse have you written the longest 🎶 what song makes you think of (specify muse) 💪 which muse is a health nut 🐷 which muse is most likely to win a pie eating contest 🎨 which muse is the most artistic 🍁 what inspired you to write/create (specify muse)

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munday fun fact I got myself a wig and dove into cosplay! living my best life :)

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Hiraeth:

(n) a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past.

                          —we wander with hiraeth, alone.

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temporkarus‌:

        There’s a slightly maniacal laugh that emanates from Mei’s lips. Shoto Todoroki was a new visitor to her lair the school’s support class workshop. A new client. A new test subject for her babies. Immediately she’s upon him, moving about him with ease, studying him every which way. 

       “Did you come to test out my new babies? I have so many I want to try out.”

( @withhiraeth​ - Shoto liked for Mei! )

Shouto blinks, slightly overwhelmed by Hatsume’s frenetic energy. Her vibrant personality matches the pink hue of her hair and the way she clambers around the workshop with reckless abandon is mildly worrying.

As she’s holding out one of his arms for some unfathomable reason, he clears his throat and tries to shift out of her grip.

“I came to see about modifying my wrist bracers,” Shouto explains. “They chafe sometimes, and one of the plates started tearing off in yesterday’s training.”

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Michael Cunningham, from “The Hours,” originally published c. 1998

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tonight, refollowing people from my old blog.

tomorrow....the reblog spam for tahl begins.

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It’s okay that you’re not who you thought you would be

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jhfsdj I wanted to get a lot more done but swapping between blogs sixty million times to get all the info over took a lot out of me...I’m hella tired and might just...go to bed.

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TAHL UVAIN from the STAR WARS: JEDI APPRENTICE series is now an active muse on this blog!

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Hiraeth:

(n) a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past.

                          —we wander with hiraeth, alone.

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krumovik‌:

Viktor crouches down when she lowers her gaze, his weight pressed into the balls of his feet, his wings gently fanned out behind him for balance. He’s not sure what’s brought the littlest monarch to tears, but he won’t ask either. If she wants to explain it, she will. Otherwise, he won’t point out that he’s seen. It seems unkind. 

Instead he covers her tiny hands with one of his own. “I do not remember my mother either,” he tells her. “Or my sisters’ names or…what my people are called or where I was born. Big, important things are long since gone.” Maybe it won’t help her to know he understands all too well, but it’s worth a try. “I cannot change it, even if I try. And I will never go back, so all of it is lost. It does not mean it does not matter. It still made me who I am. It is still with me, but in a different way.”

He tries to catch her eye, and smiles softly at her when he thinks he has it. “Forgetting… These things happen to everyone. It does not mean anything bad…” He sighs softly. “Do you miss it? Your home?” Most of her family is here, so he assumes that’s not it. He also knows the kings and queens love Narnia and so he assumes that it’s not that she wishes to go back–or at least, not fully. What else it could be, he’s not sure. “I promise not to tell, if you would like to tell me.”

Wide eyes stare upwards to meet Viktor’s earnest gaze, and Lucy tries to blink back her tears, firmly refusing to let her lower lip wobble. His outspread wings seem like a SHIELD, separating her from the world and its expectations. ( It makes her feel safe. SAFE like Aslan did, almost. )

Lucy likes the way he talks to her, like a FRIEND, like a confidante — not like a LITTLE GIRL who doesn’t matter or a QUEEN who must always be right. She’s never really had friends before. Is this what it’s like to have them?

If it is, she likes it. She likes it quite a lot.

Do I miss it? Lucy thinks. She wants to say no. She wants to say that Narnia is her TRUE home now, that she doesn’t miss the blackouts or the sirens or the constant smell of smoke. That she doesn’t miss the teasing or her mother’s wrinkled brow or her father’s absence. Everything here is SO MUCH BETTER, so why should she miss London at all? And yet—

“I do,” she whispers, letting the stray curls of hair hang down over her eyes to hide her tears. It’s not something a proper queen would do, but Lucy doesn’t feel like a queen right now. She feels like a little girl. “I do miss it.”

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lifeoverall replied to your post: am I going to regret drinking something...

i literally just made a cup of espresso at 7:15 pm so if we burn we burn together my friend

solidarity in poor decisions let’s go! but hey we’ll get stuff done instead of sleeping, I guess.