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You are tainted with demonic impurities.

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ingryder:

❝ Has anyone ever told you it’s rude not to knock, I could be indecent in my ROBE or something of the sorts, ❞ the young blonde couldn’t help but tease as the other stepped in the room, twirling around in her white robe. 

“sorry,” she muttered, eyes gazing to the floor. “i thought nobody was going to be here. i was just looking for a place to read.” 

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cxyptiic:

‘ — you what i just realized? this town is still super depressing! why does no one have parties here? i think everyone could use a party & we could even have it here in the bar. what do you think? ’

“sounds... fun?” she responded before giving a small shrug. “sorry, but i’m not really the person to ask about such a thing.”

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text ; ( aleks &&. ?? )

ALEKS: a cat managed to break into my house.

ALEKS: it won't leave. i hate it.

ADRIANE: can i keep it?

ADRIANE: please?

ADRIANE: unless it has a collar...

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arent you like 5'2?

i self identify as tall 

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while having a camera with her, she was all about photography and not just filming, so when she saw an opportunity to take a lovely photo, she was going to take it. however, the image in front of her eyes wasn’t good enough yet. not when she wanted to adjust the position of a person. walking up to them, she softly moved their arms around before saying, “can you do me a favor and please keep still? for me? it’ll just take at least two minutes.” the brunette knew better than to just touch someone, but she couldn’t help herself.

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I want to take good photos. Drink dark coffee. And travel the world.

Nina H. (via frunzeh)

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NEVA;

“ i’m just a little confused— maybe i’m losing brain cells just listening to you, or, no. that was a joke. i was totally kidding.” neva changed her statement around but she wasn’t kidding. “just— run it by me one more time?”

"---right. okay," she muttered out, but everything within her was just anxiety now. “i just wanted you to take a look at these and tell me what you think?” adriane reached a hand out, giving the other a few photos of sceneries of nature. “i didn’t really have anything else to say.”

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ALMA;

          “Duuuuude – c’mon, really? I’m hungover and trying to enjoy this damned greasy mess in my hands and you’re ruinin’ the party. Please shut up, change the subject or at least get me a lil’ drunk before bringing up serious shit.”

hearing alma's response, adriane was quick to purse her lips and glance down at her book before shaking her head and mumbling out, "sorry. you’re not feeling any pain from your hangover though, are you?"

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ODESSA;

“SERIOUSLY?” red lips formed the question and then a snarl. odessa could not believe that she was, once again, getting ID'ed at the bar. ’ how old do do i fucking look? twelve? ’ she pulled her ID out of her wallet and slid it to the bartender. ’ now please, i just want one cosmo, with extra cranberry juice. ’  

there was only two reasons why adriane would be at a bar, if she wasn't visiting a friend, and that would be to take photos. the other just helping out with her family. she wasn’t on duty in taking pictures, but there were still times when she just wanted to have a camera in hand and take a photo of anything she saw fit. which was basically 24/7, excluding when she’s asleep. walking up to the counter, she sat on a stool closer to odessa before turning her head toward the blonde to show a small smile. one flaw adriane did have was not being the best in socializing. so instead of actually saying anything, she just gave a wave then turned her attention elsewhere as a hand moved up to scratch the back of her head.

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irl im very shy and timid. im like a small animal. approach me calmly with a snack

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I’ve always liked quiet people: You never know if they’re dancing in a daydream or if they’re carrying the weight of the world.

John Green, Looking for Alaska  (via wnq-writers)

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“Isabelle is a Shadowhunter that enjoys what she does. She’s powerful, she’s beautiful, she’s intelligent. And she brings it all on in heels.”

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I was quiet, but I was not blind.

Jane Austen, Mansfield Park (via clairewords)

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Are you ok, or…?

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