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[alovetold]

hi besties, to boost my mood + muse, i have rebooted and you can find a brand new shiny multi of mine over here. can't wait to see y'all there.

[alovetold]

hi besties, to boost my mood + muse, i have rebooted and you can find a brand new shiny multi of mine over here. can't wait to see y'all there.

[alovetold]

hi besties, to boost my mood + muse, i have rebooted and you can find a brand new shiny multi of mine over here. can't wait to see y'all there.

[alovetold]

i am so burnt out and so tired lately. sorry for the inactivity 😔🫶

[alovetold]

the urge to … move the multi to a new blog 😔 ( i know. i’m ashamed of myself too )

[alovetold]

hi americans … y’all are weird

[alovetold]

if i were to fuck around … to i bring back my elena or my caroline ?

[alovetold]

she almost whispers that it's the same for her, but the trip to the capital was necessary, the queen had sent for her - and she was lady of perranth. she had duties to fulfill, he understood that. she knows he does. but his words melt her, tug at her heart. a tug that whispers: hurry home. and she would. for him, for their life together. " it'll only be a night or two. you'll be fine, lorcan. i promise. "

@lovetold. starter call.

❝   i sleep better when you're next to me.   ❞

[alovetold]

❛ '𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒑 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒈𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒐𝒖𝒔, 𝒊 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒊𝒕 ! ❜ an independent and private roleplay blog for   𝐫𝐮𝐛𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬 .     an original character based on the lore of various     — alice in wonderland  adaptations . 

[alovetold]

my world has changed forever

[alovetold]

i'll always come back for you. something that would once sound like a threat in her mind, and maybe once, it would've been. but now it was a promise. throughout their lives, they had always found each other. their hearts had always fallen into the arms of an old lover, they had always met in love. even when she had thought she hated him, she was turned to remember how much she didn't hate him.

" i will always find you too, now stop stressing. it's just a night out with kenji, you'll be fine. i will be here with dog when you get back. i won't promise he isn't going to come on the bed though. " giggling with mischief. aaron tried hard to keep the furry member of their household off their bed, but ella loved to let him snuggle there with her, especially if her husband wasn't around.

@lovetold. starter call.

❝   i'll always come back for you.   ❞

[alovetold]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN .

what’s your phone wallpaper: a grey background with blackflowers.

last song you listened to : dark paradise by lana del rey.

currently reading : the sweetest oblivion by danielle lori + hell bent by leigh bardugo.

last movie : i don't know.

last show: queen charlotte !

what are you wearing right now : underwear and a long sleeved shirt.

how tall are you? : 163 cm. i'm not americanizing it.

piercings / tattoos?: no piercings except for two in the ears. i have like............ 11 tattoos i think. maybe 12.

glasses ? contacts? : glasses <3

last thing you ate? : a sandwich w chicken and taziki.

favorite color(s): baby pink and pastel green.

current obsession : mafia romances i'm sorry mom

do you have a crush right now? : only fictional.

favorite fictional character : i plead the fifth. there's too many.

last place you traveled : does the 50 min train ride to my mom count ....... ?

tagged by: my babey @barrelborne.

[alovetold]

at first he had insisted they did not wake his wife. tried with things like ... the poor girl needs sleep or i am fine, i will just go sit down in that chair. but neither had worked, and they had woken his wife. how was he to explain that he'd in fact not visited a brothel, nor a gentleman's club. but that he'd been walking amongst peasants, hoping to be mugged, maybe to be struck so hard in the face that some of the pain would fade away. that he tried to heal his hurt with booze and strange medicine from foreign lands, but that none of it worked. that both things still left the heart shaped hole of his best friend, his brother. james carstairs, he'd been too good for this world, too good for will himself, maybe that was why he was no more. why the world had torn him away too young, had ripped him out of will's hands before either of them had even been wed. how was he supposed to be married to someone who couldn't know his heart was half ? it seemed impossible. maybe it was. or maybe he hadn't given her a chance.

she looks like an angel, standing there. scolding him while he is bleeding on the floor from a wound he doesn't remember acquiring, and he doesn't know how to talk to her. he knew how to be a flirt, shameless even. but it was all a facade. he did not know how to lay his heart bare. how to expose what he truly felt for her. " bride of mine, i did not seek solace in a brothel. does that make you feel better ? " he asks, not trying to be cruel. but maybe he was failing at that too. the wound of james, his jem, was too painful to open up about. but then again, wasn't he already bleeding ? maybe it was time to rip open his chest and deliver his heart to the poor woman who'd been doomed to marry him.

HEAL :  for one muse to nurse the other back to health from a sickness or injury … will to linnea !

𝙰 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚁𝙴𝙷𝙴𝙽𝚂𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝚂𝙲𝙴𝙽𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚂 : accepting!

the sight of blood arrived much later than the stench of alcohol did.   the stairs seemed to carry it upwards where she’d heard the arrival of the carriage being drawn in front of the gates of their home which was no less than a palace.   sleep had been scarce ever since she’d stepped inside weeks ago,  for nights were long and  her mind was restless  here,  watchful of the doorway should her husband arrive and her governess’s words came true—  but they never did.    instead,  contrary to what she’d been taught,  linnea had come to know that  marriage  was more so about forced company and formal greetings,  stolen glances and a craving for company amidst  averting spouses  who’d vanish in the middle of the night without a word.

one of the guards had woken her up and he regretted it so,  for he babbled apologies over and over while one of the others stood at the bottom of the steps with what seemed  a large mass  covered in a dark gray cloak.

she’d always thought him handsome,   and if it weren’t for his blue eyes or dark curls,  it was for how the other ladies turned sycophantic in his presence.   but when linnea caught sight of will herondale,  the pallor of his pace rendering him a ghost,   she wondered what they saw.    she rushed down the stairs noiselessly,  the hem of her night dress threatening to trip her mid-stride as she quickly dismissed all company to preserve whatever remained of their nobility.     ❛   dear god,  are you hurt?   ❜    her hand possessed none of their  unspoken promises of formality,  rushing through his curls to inspect the wound at the base of his hairline.   there were shards of glass that pricked her palm.     ❛   if you are going to visit a brothel,  you could at least be discreet about it.   ❜

[alovetold]

new dreamt up crackship: nina and cassian. thank y.

[alovetold]

give me back my girlhood, it was mine first