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this blog is officially archived!

you can find vic on his own blog over @ butvic

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hi everybody!!  anybody wanna write??

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mine and vics birthdays were yesterday

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HELLO WHOMST WANTS A STARTER

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WHINING AND CRYING. CRY LIKE BABY.

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#true

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&  ZOE  /  telepathybound‌ .

Giggles bubble up their throat with the sudden apparition of Victor— Their heart beating miles per second. They noticed how cold it was outside just by his face, the red in his freckled cheeks matched their own. It was cute, they couldn’t deny it. “Mhm, i-it’s alright.” Brown eyes look up at him, chin resting atop of small hand. “J-Just a couple of in-interesting pieces, y-yes.” They were hugging themself, clutching books right against their chest.

                    the  ginger  is  quick  to  reach  a  cold  hand  over  in  search  of  their’s  ,  lips  pressing  a  small  kiss  to  skin  before  placing  their  hand  back  to  where  it  held  up  their  head  and  retracting  freezing  flesh  .     “  may i see ?  ”     bright  smile  lightens  the  room  ,  nearly  pushing  the  deep  clouds  from  the  sky  once  dimple  is  pressed  into  left  cheek  .     as  much  as  vic  enjoyed  jurassic  park  ,  he  couldn’t  deny  that  the  prospect  of  an  actual  new  ( whether  to  him  or  the  literary  world  in  general )  novel  was  terribly  exciting  .     “  also  ,  i  wanted  to  ask  ,  because  it’s  really  cold  outside  ,  if  you  wanted  to  get  some  coffee  ...     or hot  chocolate ...     or tea  ----- something  warm  is  what  i’m  getting  at  ,  here  .     i’ll buy it !  ”

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&  ZOE  /  @telepathybound​ .

                    work  had  him  screeching  into  the  library  nearly  an  hour  later  than  planned ,  practically  sliding  into  the  locked  doors  .     luckily  the  extra  key  jenna  had  wordlessly  pushed  towards  him  one  day  came  in  handy  ----  she  must  be  having  her  " lunch "  with  orion -- gag .     it  took  precisely  half  of  a  second  to  find  zoe  once  inside  ,  almost  tumbling  into  the  chair  across  from  them  .      “  sorry  i’m  late  ,  ”  he huffs out  ,  eyes  tired  and  cheeks  pink  from  the  nipping  cold  outside  .     “  you  know  how  work  is  ,  anyway  ,  find  anything  interesting  yet  ?  ”

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i am also here, like for a lil thing!!

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+  VIC  &  REY

when ur wife says she hates u but wont leave u alone also

@shejedi

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LIKE THIS POST for a lil starter !!

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“In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.” ― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles 

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&  POE  /  mulburie· .

Why was he so nervous. She can account to the many men in her youth who had the same reaction to his own, but nowadays she rarely left her home long enough to be looked at in the same regard as several years ago. She listens intently to his ramblings, her hands fiddling with the hem of her skirt as he apologizes yet again and she can’t help the beaming smile that circles her canines. He was the kind of man Kittridge would have adored. Charming without intent. “Well, m’fraid I’ve never been to Orlando. I’ve never been out of country if I’m honest.” It was a loaded answer with way more secrecy that her tone was giving off. “We typically don’t participate in Halloween festivities but Samhain has overlapping traditions; plus everyone pushes us to lend out the house for the night– apparently it’s quite terrifying in its own charming way.” She walks out from behind the counter to see him out, knowing her sisters would be incredibly annoyed if she were tardy. “Tea?” The question catches her off guard, her lashes closing multiple times at such a simple question. “Earl grey, I suppose? My youngest sister claims it tastes like a funeral smells but I’ve always found it rather comforting– and now I am rambling, aren’t I?”

                    following a rather abrupt though excited goodbye , the ginger couldn’t deny that he was already fairly infatuated with the the sweet woman he’d only held a brief encounter with .  if vic didn’t know himself any better , he’d say that he could fall in love with just about any person he’d met ----- we all know better , however , and that statement is entirely true though once his heart has latched , he’s as tighter than a cobra to unhinge .  it was a flaw and a blessing all in one palm he’d always thought .  hozier had it right when he said fall in love just a little bit every day with someone new or however the song went ---- he couldn’t exactly remember though his entire discography played in the car ride up to oddities .  with her favorite tea in hand bright and early the next day , vic was nearly jogging into the store to go bother his recently-discovered new favorite person .  finding poe was easy , and while she tended to another patron in the store , he leaned against the counter and eyed her curiously .  god , he dreaded looking creepy !  switching interest towards his phone and only hesitantly glancing to her from time to time , he waited until she seemed less busy before shuffling his way over to her .  “ hi .  i brought you tea .  ---- and i’m actually gonna buy something this time and not just bother you for an hour ..... unless you want me to bother you , in which case , i will gladly do so . ”

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#friendship goals

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Dancing in Film:

The Man From U.N.C.L.E (2015) dir. Guy Ritchie