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anyways! i’m going to go watch the debate, but  real quick, new blog: find me here. i’ll keep my drafts, but if you have a thread of ours that you still want to continue, tag me in it when you reply

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anyways! i’m going to go watch the debate, but real quick, new blog: find me here. i’ll keep my drafts, but if you have a thread of ours that you still want to continue, tag me in it when you reply

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anyways! i’m going to go watch the debate, but real quick, new blog: find me here. i’ll keep my drafts, but if you have a thread of ours that you still want to continue, tag me in it when you reply

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me staring off into the void thinking about old rp partners i miss dearly:

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Michael B. Jordan ‘Fahrenheit 451′ photocall, 71st Cannes Film Festival | May 12, 2018

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physically, yes, i could fight a bird. but emotionally? imagine the toll

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ethereal things to stay alive for

flowers blooming

hugging someone after a long time

wandering in bookstores

late night talks

listening to vinyl records

walking through forests

the smell of rain

dancing late at night

fairy lights

seeing jellyfish

listening to nature in the morning

flower meadows

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open to... a friend? a significant other? a family member? about henrik

“ Enough---! ”  He is quick to cut them off. For a man who is usually quite calm and composed, the sudden outburst comes as a surprise.  “ It is not a question. I do not particularly care for your input. As your King, it is an order. It’s as simple as that. ”

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well.

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“my mom passed away when i was sixteen and my dad followed a year later.” she wasn’t going to go into detail, the mood was already very different from what they normally had in this apartment, and rose just didn’t feel like making it any darker. wiping a few of the tears off of her cheek her green eyes look over to him, finally wondering why he’s even in her room right now. ever since they moved in together and had their little spout, neither one of them has stepped into their personal spaces. “i’m—i’m sorry if i worried you. this really only happens once in awhile and i get back up on my feet after a few days.” 

Honestly? He hadn’t expected to get this far. No, really---he assumed that she would have kicked him out of the room by now.  (  he almost wishes that she had. what is he supposed to say now?  )   “ I don’t think I’ve ever heard you mention your parents before. ”  It is more of a comment, an observation, than anything else.  “ C’mon. Don’t apologize. For grieving? I get it. I just... I don’t want to leave you like this. I know what it’s like to fall into a dark place, mentally, and I wish I’d had someone to pull me out, you know? So, what can I do? ”

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Hamilton Plot 01: Burn

Muse A is a busy politician/celebrity. Their moves are followed by many and their enemies are high. They are loved by Muse B, their significant other. They have been together for years, have a life together, and have many children together. Though Muse A works until they can no longer stand it, Muse B loves them with all their heart. They had a perfect life.

That was until Muse A revealed in a longwinded essay that they were having an affair behind Muse B’s back. It was their attempt for their enemies to not use the information against them. This  sent their reputation into a spiral. Their children didn’t want to look at them. Their enemies thought them to be a reckless idiot. Their name was being dragged through the mud by everyone. But no one suffered more then Muse B.

Muse B had always been by Muse A’s side. They were as faithful as can be. So they had only one thought. Revenge. To drag their significant other’s name through the mud. They would erase themselves from the picture. They burned memories and letters to prove that they were heartbroken. Would Muse A and Muse B be able to handle this? Or will they crumble under it all.

Bonus: Their eldest child soon dies after the news as they defend their parents name.

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so it’s been… a day. w that, drafts aren’t calling much, but i am up for some short, back & forth things on dscrd? so if you’re interested… feel free to hmu

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My great aunt died.

Bonus:

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so it’s been... a day. w that, drafts aren’t calling much, but i am up for some short, back & forth things on dscrd? so if you’re interested... feel free to hmu

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‘  you  saved  me  once  and  now  i’ll  save  you  too .  ’ / for henrik.

“ And I thought, ”  he’ll pause, stopping to meet her eyes, his broad smile causes the edges of his eyes to wrinkle.  (  Alas! The king is so young still, and yet he is already plagued by such imperfections  )   “ I was the dramatic one. ”  A rather careless sigh is emitted as he slouches back in his chair.  “ I appreciate it, but I could not bring myself to ask you to sacrifice your time in the name of such an impractical and outdated tradition. Only one of us has to attend the event anyway. No reason why it should be you alone with my mother. You are welcome to come, of course, though I am not sure why one would subject themselves to such an evening. ”  Yeah, no he was definitely the dramatic one.

♪ let’s find the place where happiness begins ♪  :  ft. @jouesrose

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Open to Males. Connection: Husband (coming home earlier and unexpectedly after a very long business trip / army tour ) & she has not told him yet about her pregnancy as she wanted to surprise them when they finally returned,..  Or Ex-boyfriend who had left her, before she found out she was pregnant, a few months ago.

Paige jolted upright into a sitting position on the bed, having just been suddenly startled awake by a large peal of thunderclap. God, after all these years she was still spooked out by thunder and lighting and she disliked storms. It was worse still if she was alone, like now,  during these kind of times, as her phobia would then make her rather imaginative mind run a little paranoid with her thoughts.It hadn’t started raining yet but there was no doubt that a small storm would break out soon with the great noises the sky was making right now. Trying to ignore the current situation, she then  tried her best to go back to sleep, but unfortunately for her, about 10 minutes later, she was then woken up abruptly again, this time with fright as an extremely sharp and  loud thunder erupted, instantly followed by the sound of large snap as her electricity suddenly went out. The small  emergency light in a corner of the large bedroom was then instantly switched on automatically along with the one in the kitchen. Wiping away a few tiny beads of cold sweat, she then leaned back on the bed’s headboard with some relief and drew in long breaths to help herself calm down.

It was barely less than 5 minutes later when she was jolted back into an upright sitting position again, her heart hammering in fright. God, all these can’t be good for the baby, she thought to herself, as her hand then instinctively went to cover her 16 weeks-old baby bump with great love for her unborn child. But what had made her jump up in small fright now wasn’t the fearsome weather outside. no, it was the sound of a large bump and a small yelp of pain which reached her sharp ears and seemed to come from downstairs. No one else but herself was supposed to be in this house at this time of night.

After a few minutes, with her heart thumping loudly and racing erratically, she then threw off the covers, and barefoot, she then grabbed her phone, her finger already on the emergency speedial, and a flashlight, before slowly opening her bedroom door. Silently and slowly, she then crept down the stairs, wondering if she was now making a grave mistake by doing so. Or maybe it was mom or Tricia or Becca who had quietly made their way in because they had left behind something by accident? Hoping hard that it was indeed one of her family members who had thought of entering to her house quietly because they did not want to disturb her sleep, she then finally made it downstairs and silently padded around, flashing her flashlight at different directions rapidly. A sound suddenly seemed to be coming from the dimly-lighted kitchen and despite feeling frightened to bits, she managed to brave herself enough to tiptoe towards that room. She had to take a peek and make certain of who it was first before she called the police. However, she then instantly halted in her tracks, when a person suddenly emerged from the doors of the kitchen and she immediately flashed her powerful flashlight on them, a highly anxious and fearful expression on her face.

The incoming storm had been threatening enough that his game had been canceled in favor of a double-header which had been scheduled for the next time that the two teams were to meet. From there, the players’ return to town was expedited, and Jay hardly had a moment to spare to call Paige and update her. Still, he wasn’t too concerned, since the earlier flight meant that he’d see her in only a few hours.

Of course, the storm had come sooner than the airline had anticipated, meaning that the new flight had been delayed now too, leaving Jay’s arrival time late in the evening. Great.

Thoroughly soaked from head to toe, Jay adjusted the strap of his equipment bag as he quickly worked to unlock the door. Making his way inside, he reached blindly for the light switch, only to realize that the storm had knocked out the electricity. Again: great. 

A heavy sigh falls from his lips as he lowers his bag to the ground and starts for the stairs---or at least in their general direction, which proves to be more difficult than he’d originally imagined. With a soft thud, he feels the corner of the table push into his side.  “ Ahh! What---? ”  Frustrated, he reaches into his pocket that houses his phone. With a quick scroll of his finger, the built-in flashlight is turned on and aimed across the room. 

The door that leads into the living room comes into view, and finally, Jay feels a rush of relief wash over him. Stepping carefully, he makes his way toward the doorway and is promptly met face-to-face with Paige.  “ Oh! Whoa! Hey. I didn’t hear you up. ”  He winces away from the bright light of her flashlight, but still finds himself smiling as his eyes adjust to the light.  “ That’s... really bright. ”