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More and more I find myself wondering if it’s all worth fighting for. For a future without fear… Yeah, it’s worth it.

Indie. Sel. Feat: some other fandom muses adjusted to RE. Cred.

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Welcome to the family.

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now I pray that hope’s not lost 

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If you just bought me flowers, maybe I would have stayed.

I wouldn’t have walked away.

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If you just bought me flowers, maybe I would have stayed.

I wouldn’t have walked away.

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now I pray that hope’s not lost 

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If you just bought me flowers, maybe I would have stayed.

I wouldn’t have walked away.

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now I pray that hope's not lost 

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I finally log in here for the first time in several months and I can’t see the entire first page of my followers

I see tumblr hasnt fixed its ghost problem

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not on my dash here either but Mally’s gonna go through a major rehaul when I have time and energy to fit in better with what i’m writing with Kathryn ( @omittingthetruth ) and the only person this won’t affect is @breathingliife because I’m going to keep all information currently present canon to my universes with Owly, but the main blog universe and all that will change upon my eventual return! 

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why is it everytime i log into here ive been followed by five more p0rn blogs

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i did another thing

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anyways im proud ans nobody can take this away from me

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the funniest thing in the world to me is still that burton essentially gave mally more screentime because he hates cats and wanted to minimize having chesh incolved (while ironically chesh still had more screentime and storyline) when during filming all the animals are cgi so from an outside perspective he lessened the cat to avoid the cat when the cat in question was nothing more than, as em b/rowning would say, a ‘large green dildo’.

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i’m absolutely constantly torn between retconning my entire blog (aka, 8 years of work at this point) just to try and get more interactions, or just ignoring the fact that i’m rarely ever given the time of day by people, but both of the options just makes me kind of sad tbh.

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breathingliife​:

   ♠         The rush of emotion, as faint as it is, causes him to rock slightly in the chair. Sway and sway, eyes peering at the kettle put to boil. He pauses though, looking at her curiously trying to pick the right bottle. Cataloguing Wondertea could be such a hassle, no wonder why they kept a list with numbers. The little pearls of oysters were… hard to pick from one another. His eyes close slowly, receiving the calming sensations rush through him. No longer jittery, but in a deep state of tranquility, he hums in affirmation. ❛ Quite. Now keep that and I might fall asleep right here, right now. ❜ he teases, peeking with an eye opened. His hands move from the arm rests onto her waist to hold. 

     ❛ Great service, four stars. I’ll give the fifth if I get a kiss. ❜     

     Offers him a smile, leaning forward, though she quickly moves to press a kiss to his neck rather than his lips. Slowly, she trails small kisses across his jawline, thumb subconsciously caressing his cheek. Just as her lips brush across his, the kettle starts its chant. Can’t help but laugh a bit at the timing, only giving him a small peck when she hops off his form. 

Minutes later, she brings him a cup-- just tea, no wonders. Wanders back to get a cup for herself, then returns to his side. Rather than returning to his lap, she sits up on his desk, legs crossing as she makes herself comfortable there. 

              “ Still get five stars? “ 

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He wouldn’t understand. She hardly does as it is. Always torn between what she should do as the rightful heir, and what she wants to do on her own. All her life, it’s always been about what others need. The Queen of Hearts, Jack, The denizens, never did what she needed or wanted come into the question. Knowing her heritage only made it worse; she owed it to Wonderland to free them, didn’t she? Knock on her door shakes her, snaps her out of the bubble of thought and she finally breathes, unaware she’s even stopped.

“ Princess, “ Monstrous Crow’s voice echoes behind the door, and she breathes in, fingertips wrapping around Hatter’s palms in her own, head tilting downwards as she listens. “ The Gryphon wished me to give a reminder of your meeting in the morning. “

“ Okay. “ She responds, swallowing as she pulls her hands away from Hatter’s— she holds away from him for a moment, then wraps her arms around his once more. Head buried in his shoulder, legs wrapping around his waist to hold herself up. She’s far lighter than she was last time they were properly together, back in Wonderland. Never truly regained all she lost in the Asylum. She breathes in, nuzzling deeper against his shoulder.

“ I... Everything has always been thought out, planned ahead... Everything’s always a talk about the ifs or the whens, the future, and... Please don’t go, just... hold me for awhile? I can’t... I don’t want to think about anything else right now. I don’t want to worry about anything... just once, can we just stay in the moment, just think about right now? Please? “

teablade​:

     He really has no idea how much she’s wanted that. How long she’s desired some semblance of the normalcy oysters get to thrive in. Just hearing him say that to her makes all other thoughts melt away. Palms fall to his shoulders, fingertips playing with his clothing as she leans in closer. His heartbeat flowing through her ears like a song. 

    “ I’d love to have that freedom. “ Hand waves, and the door to her room shuts and locks behind them. Been practicing, but still lacks true control. Clings tighter to his form, and she’s shaking. She doesn’t want to let go, she doesn’t want to lose him again. One wrong move and she might wake up, part of her still trying to ensure this isn’t a dream. “ But.. “ She’s still crying, hard to tell if she realizes it herself. “ Until he’s gone… I don’t know if I can.. “ 

    JACK. It was always him, the shadow haunting his life since forever and Mally’s so it seemed. Even there in a realm completely different to what they were used to, born to, the memory of Jack follows suit. How he wished he had pulled the trigger that one time… Even if it had meant becoming a runaway again. Hatter scoffs under his breath, he has always been a runaway, it was deeply carved within his nature. 

    ❛ We are away Mally… We can make a live here… I love Wonderland, it was home but… Why can’t we have this? Us? ❜ his tone carries pleas behind every word. Taking a hold of her hands in his, Hatter notices the gentle tremble that rushed through her.  It was a sour taste that Jack seemed to get everything he wanted, taking it, ripping it from others and manipulating his way through. He had won and despite how much a fighter they were…  Hatter thought it’d be wiser ( yet it didn’t make it less difficult ) to accept defeat.  ❛ Haven’t we fought enough already? ❜