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a  picture  of  COMPOSURE ;  she  knows  the  facts  &  she  won’t  PACIFY .   she  wants  to  know  what’s  out  there ,  but  she  needs  to  know  WHY .   ’cause  she’s  the  only  one  thinking  it  THROUGH .   she’s  got  the  perfect  hair ,  no-nonsense  attitude .   the  TRUTH  is  out  there ,  but  so  are  LIES .   to  see  the  WORLD  through  dana  katherine  scully’s  EYES . 

with muses from the x-files, fallout: new vegas, and original works.

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thickcrskiin:

      she’s missed him and his touch, she knows that for sure. and dealing with her own family ( mostly her parents ) on top of school and everything else had just made her miss him that much more. she doesn’t care anymore that he’s actually a ghost, just as long as she can see and feel him. she loves him, that’s all she cares about. sure, she can’t exactly talk to natalie or mr. and mrs. goodman about it for fear of them slamming the door in her face again, but she’s got him. and the feeling of his fingers running through her hair makes things feel at least a little bit better. for now. there’s a quiet hum, her smile hidden against his shirt.  ‘   ….i missed you.   ’

    ‘ i missed you too. ’  he feels quieted, like he’s come back to himself; all his rage has left him, and he can’t quite remember what he did when he was lost in that anger.  sometimes he wonders if he should just stay with jan, but he knows that it wouldn’t be enough.  he loves her, of course he does, as much as a ghost boy can love a live girl, but deep at his core is the desire for the family & the life that was stolen from him.  he pulls her as close as he can, maybe hoping that if he does, her memory will stay with him and keep him sane.  maybe it’ll work; maybe it won’t.  either way, it feels nice to just be with her.  after a moment he sighs, blue eyes fluttering closed.  ‘ i’m sorry. ’

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LORD HURON’S “LONESOME DREAMS” SENTENCE STARTERS

feel free to change pronouns, etc.

ENDS OF THE EARTH

“ there’s a river that winds on forever; i’m gonna see where it leads. ” “ there’s a mountain that no man has mounted; i’m gonna stand on the peak. “ out there’s a land that time don’t command; i wanna be the first to arrive. ” “ no time for pondering why i’ve been wandering. ” “ not while we’re both still alive. ” “ to the ends of the earth, would you follow me? ” “ there’s a world that was meant for our eyes to see. ” “ there’s an island where all things are silent. ” “ i’m gonna whistle a tune. ” “ there’s a desert that’s size can’t be measured; i’m gonna count all the dunes. ” “ out there’s a world that calls for me, girl. ” “ i’m heading out into the unknown. ” “ please don’t say i’m going alone. ” “ i was ready to die for you, baby. ” “ that doesn’t mean i’m ready to stay. ” “ i was ready to die for you, baby: that doesn’t mean i’m ready to stay. ” “ what good is living the life you’ve been given if all you do is stay in one place? ” “ i’m on a river that winds on forever. ” “ i’ll follow till i get where i’m going. ” “ maybe i’m heading to die, but i’m still going to try. ” “ i guess i’m going alone. ”

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He is half of my soul, as the poets say.

Madeline Miller ‘The Song of Achilles’ (via percys-pegasus)

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heathiins:

     neither of them should be out of their beds, especially without aid, yet here they stand, defiant if not foolish in their stubbornness. he is not even capable of walking without leaning his full weight on something stable, and when she finds him, it’s clear he’s had to take time to breathe and recollect himself on the public balcony of denerim’s castle. he’s rested against the wall and banister equally, arm slung over the tightly bandaged front of his torso, and looking out over the city, where blood is still being scrubbed from the cobblestones. his blood. ❝ you fear it, but for what reason? ❞ he thrums without turning his gaze upon her. ❝ do you fear remaining in a place of power, or is it your unsurity of your wishes at all? ❞

      she takes her place beside him, ignoring the sting of recent wounds and the ache of old ones.  ‘ i led us this far, ’  ana acknowledges, ‘ but... i keep thinking of something wynne said. ’  she turns to look out at the city, wondering for a brief moment what it will look like in peacetime.  ‘ she questioned what i would choose, if the choice was between the world and those i love. ’  a sigh escapes her, and her gaze turns back to kona.  ‘ i know what the right choice is.  i know that the world should come first.  but i also know that i would not  — could not — choose the world over any of you. ’  a brief pause, then: ‘ that is why i fear being asked to lead. ’

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        ‘ i’m still not sure about this. ’  she’s holding a dress at arm’s length, staring it as if it’s some sort of monster.  oh, she loves to dress up, but she’s never been to a function like this before — at least, not in tevinter.  ‘ what if i make a fool of myself ?  i was raised in the woods and a tower.  the last time i was among nobles was the landsmeet, and that ended in bloodshed. ’

@acxlyte (accepting)

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thickcrskiin:

     he may be a ghost, but she’s still taking the time to sprawl her entire self over him and bury her face against his chest and let out a quiet groan-mumble. it’s not like she needs sleep, or anything, sleep was for the weak. it’s been a while, but at this point, she knows better than to ask what’s been going on—- whether with him or with his mother. instead, she moves the start of the conversation to something else.   ‘   i like your face.   ’    // @aetcrnum   ♡ ‘d

      his fingers card through her hair, gentle as always.  oh, gabe’s got a temper, but never towards jan.  without her, he doesn’t know where he’d be, or what he’d be.  with his mother’s recent treatment ( his fault, he knows, his fault for trying to lead her away, his fault for wanting what he’s never really been able to have ), he’s felt faded, less real.  but being back here, with jan, he feels solid again.  her comment makes him smile for the first time in weeks.  ‘ yeah ? well, i like your face. ’

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     me ???? back from the dead ???? it’s more likely than you think !!!!

         ( also, please like this for a starter. let me procrastinate my take home final. )

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        ‘ i can’t believe it’s OVER. ’  ana approaches slowly, one arm resting on her bandaged midsection.  the wounds there are still healing; she probably shouldn’t even be out of bed, but stone walls call to mind the circle, and she needed some fresh air.  finding kona was a happy coincidence, and as she does not know what the next weeks will bring, she will enjoy his company while she can.  ‘ we won. we did the impossible. i... i do not know where to go from here. i never thought beyond the blight. ’  she was never certain that she would survive, even with morrigan’s plan.  ‘ i fear they will ask me to lead the wardens. ’

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     me ???? back from the dead ???? it’s more likely than you think !!!!

         ( also, please like this for a starter. let me procrastinate my take home final. )

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THIS IS THE LAST THING I EVER WANTED TO POST.  above is a set of screenshots by a user that prefers to stay anonymous who has given us a facebook post from OCTOBER 14TH regarding our sarah ( as we called her ) and their sara’s death.  thank you to the people who took the time to translate them for me.  i want to remind you all that we had been asking questions about Sarah from the 14th - the 15th and the person who caused her harm did not tell us the truth.  he gave us false hope.  we predict that he deleted her posts while hacking her blog so her parents or the authorities didn’t see them.  he doesn’t deserve his name on this post and neither does his friends.  I get many people here want to “move on” and have “fun” on roleplay, but a second it takes to reblog this gives the worth of showing that a young girl’s voice was heard. don’t reblog this with nasty words about him.  don’t give him the power in this because I know we’re all angry, but this post is for sarah.  thank you. rest in peace angel. 

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you can lie to my face, you can tear me apart; steal my last cigarette, keep on twisting my heart.   you can drink from my bottle, you can take all i got like a thief in the darkness gaslighting my thoughts. but, baby, there’s one thing i can’t stand: don’t call me your woman ‘cause the good times have gone bad.  don’t call me your WOMAN  —— 

                                      not until you ACT LIKE A MAN.

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hey guys follow my crime kid @artforged

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WASUP BABE I’M A NORMAL PERSON – first of all can’t believe it 200 that’s the size of my dick i kno that’s not a hashtag lot for some people but for me muy special second of all thank u all so much for yeah idk following / following BACK it’s much appreciated hope you like what you see THIRD this is a SPECIAL bias list for my favorite female identifying muses out there  ( this includes oc’s, canons, and multi muses as well! )  because they still yeah get shat on i probably forgot some people as always because i can consume as much coffee as i want but that won’t cure my cognitive deficits anyway do know i love what you’re all doing out there okay stay gold xoxo hugs and besos.

                                DARLING, LOVE OF MY LIFE

@sciamachina / @linestarve / @starhued / @nucleicity ♡ i became friends with you through your female muses, and if that doesn’t say how important they are then i don’t know what does. from calypso to callie to six to qia i love seeing them all and getting to know every single one of them. the amount of dedication, authenticity, and unforgiving realism you pour into them brings them a depth of character unlike anything else. each muse is as unique as the next, with so much heart, and you write each one so distinctly. i know they’ve been run over numerous times in the past but know that doesn’t say anything about their worth, because at least in my eyes they’re the best fictional figures i’ve seen, made by my favorite person on the planet.

                                                  THE ORIGINAL WCW’S

@aspernamentum ♡ @bringtales / @theycreep ♡ @loveardently / @isene / @ofirithyll / @ofvileblood / @fidemors ♡ @platiinvm ♡ @welldriven ♡ LOVE what you do, LOVE chatting with you, LOVE reading what you write? my like third source of inspo is seeing you all kick butt so hey thanks for being here and chatting with me it means a lot a lot.

                                               COOL CRIMINISTAS aka those i don’t know well enough, but adore. you’ve all got amazing ladies, all unique, diverse, original and hardcore in their own way that’s brought to life by some real #talent. keep rockin’ in the free world okay.

@aetcrnum ♡ @angelhunger / @wulflune ♡ @bonnmot ♡ @camillelafaye ♡ @cheaphopes♡ @cinametic / @dustangel ♡ @coastsick ♡ @coldestspy ♡ @crossworn ♡ @cxfray ♡ @darlingmarilyn   ♡ @deathrepeated ♡ @debasedher ♡ @dramaquiinn ♡ @faxwhispering ♡ @flwerpower ♡ @fmninty ♡ @gotjest ♡ @harlykinns ♡ @interprcted / @originallywritten ♡ @kinemasent / @mediaeyed / @guerrillalose ♡ @lastofthepast  ♡ @lovewtch ♡ @mercytaken ♡ @miserymisses ♡ @nihtwulf ♡ @peachyallure ♡ @pistolcra ♡ @pulitzerlost ♡ @stealsyou ♡ @sxspended ♡ @synthmama ♡ @throatcaught ♡ @tropiqirl / @xenoevil 

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