#[ 07 verse]

[orangetintedglasses]

@forgivenpunishment replied to your post “He's looking a bit distracted today... and a bit...”:

"Hey, I've been lookin' all over for you... you didn't say anything when you left. Wasn't sure if you were pullin' a fast one on me." Wolfwood puts a hand on Vash's shoulder and shakes him playfully. He doesn't figure that Vash will run away from him again, but the distant way he's been acting is odd, to say the least.

"Ah...!"

The contact ripped through him like a shockwave, and it took every synapse in his brain to keep from crying out (in pain? In surprise? Something else?). Crap, r-right, he... should've said something, went back and said... but he hadn't been thinking...

The blond made himself perk up all the same, though, trying to ignore the way his stomach flipped and surged now that Wolfwood was close-- "s-sorry! Sorry-- n-no, just needed some air, and... kind of wandered off."

[swanno-arts]

js your kids are cracked at rupture good luck

[hollustu]

𝑨𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒂  ,      "Let  your  emotions  flow,  but  do  not  let  them  drown  you."

『      ❦︎      』    ───    𝐈𝐅  𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐖𝐀𝐒  𝐀  𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍  𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄  𝐎𝐅  𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒  𝐈𝐍  𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐊  ,  it  was  the  pale  haired  woman  looking  back  at  @katarinawilliams.   One  had  to  be  when  you  had  the  husband  she  did.   She  𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅  𝒉𝒊𝒎  𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚  ,  &  she  always  had.      But  he  was  not  without  his  difficult  moments.   Needless  to  say  she  was  used  to  the  conversation  topic  of  letting  one  feel  their  emotions  ,  rather  than  bottling  them  up.   It  had  certainly  never  done  her  or  her  husband  any  𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐒  the  times  it  had  happened.   Neither  of  them  being  at  fault  if  not  simply      for  the  sake  of  making  sure  the  other  was  safe.   That  was  all  that  had  ever  mattered  between  them.

No  ,  she  certainly  didn't  have  a  problem  with  that  sort  of  thing  ,  she  simply  was  a  politician  ,  who  preferred  a  more  𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝  𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡.   But  more  importantly  ,      she  preferred  to  sort  out  her  emotions  in  a  more  pure  manner  in  the  safety  of  her  privacy.

❝  My  emotions  would  never  drown  me.  ❞   She  answered  ,  shrugging  a  little  &  shaking  her  head.   ❝  I've  always  functioned  with  the  idea  that  our  emotions  are  one  of  our  𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕  𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒍𝒔.  ❞   She  admitted  as  they  continued  to  walk  the  halls  of  the  Senate  building  ,      heading  to  her  apartment  she  lived  in  when  she  was  on  Coruscant  on  business.   Loki  was  off  enjoying  the  city.   He  had  been  wanting  to  do  some  shopping  while  she  tended  to  the  work  they  were  here  on.      Or  rather  the  business  she  was  on  while  he  accompanied  her.   They  never  really  did  like  being  away  from  one  another.

❝  I  admire  the  Jedi's  teachings  ,  they  certainly  have  some  𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈  𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒔  to  ponder.  ❞   She  admitted  with  a  𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄.   Her  smile  seeming  to  be  enough  to  light  up  a  darkened  room.   ❝  Between  you  &  me  ,  I  like  to  listen  in  on  the  Jedi  here  in  the  Senate  building.   I  may  not  be  cut  out  to  be  a  Jedi  ,  but  it  certainly  doesn't  mean  I  can't  learn  from  them.  ❞

[ad-venturism]

May I?

May I see you? Your daughter is visiting. May I stay with you? Your girlfriend is in Hawaii. May you pick me up? The last time, you brought flowers to the airport. May I hug you? May I kiss you? Just on the cheeks – it's French, or Mexican. May I kiss your hand? It's freckled by the sun. Your palm is warm on my neck. May I?

[turpisdeus]

@scvcnofswords existed therefore i am their problem

"  Uh  huh.  "  She  murmurs  deadpan  as  she  stares  at  the  necromancer.  Then  her  gaze  shifts  to  that  of  skeletal  construct  he  had  'soothed',  that  now  walks  passed  them,  reaching  for  a  tool  to  begin  working.  They  stand  in  the  Grand  Necropolis  as  her  wrist  rests  on  the  hilt  of  her  blade,  silver  gaze  gliding  back  to  the  mage,  the  wrinkles  at  the  edges  of  her  eyes  crinkling  with  her  squint.  "  So—why  are  we  really  here,  exactly?  "  They'd  come  here  for  different  reasons,  this  brief  detour  to  assist  this  addled  spirit  was  not  their  focus,  but  Grier's  attention  can't  help  but  bounce  around  them,  her  shoulders  rolling  back  a  bit  to  shrug  off  the  chill  in  her  spine.  She's  still  not  quite  used  to  this  place.

[sleptsin]

I want to come up with verses for Beau but are there any fandom specific ones anyone would like? If I know it I'll come up with somth

[outlying-hyppocrate]

SIX OF THE TEN SONGS ON MY DEBUT ALBUM ARE FINALLY FUCKING FINISHED.

[creativeusurper]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐆 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 - a collective trio of three victors who near enough won back to back games that turned into best friends. hailing from different districts the underdogs went into their own games with very little betting on them to come out on top yet they won over the hearts of the capitol and each other.

Eliot Waugh of District 11, Quentin Coldwater of District 10 and Margo Hanson of District 1

“I'm more than just a piece in their Games.”

featuring. @habitualvolunteer

[curseplay]

@deatheless said: i miss you already.

❝ i haven't even left yet, bambi, ❞ paris grins. their voice is still tinged with the few hours of sleep they got. it's always hard to wind down the night before they're due to be separated, as paris procrastinates shutting their eyes in order to savor the time they have left together. after all, if they don't nod off, the morning will never come, and if the morning never comes, they won't have to leave.

SILK has a string of festival dates in the south americas starting tomorrow, and as attached at the hip as they are, adriana had made it very clear early on in the planning process that mina could not skip an appearance on a popular radio show to stand in the wings and cheer her girlfriend on for an hour at a time. such news was devastating, but understandable. in the spirit of bringing her along, paris has packed the baby tee branded with her name across the chest to wear onstage one night.

for now, though, they're absolutely useless . . . dead to the world as mina smushes their cheeks together to give them fish lips. paris amuses her, making GLUB GLUB GLUB noises until they're finally free. then, they sink back against their pillow despite the fact that they should really be getting ready to meet kennedy and co. at the airport.

❝ what are you gonna do while i'm gone, huh ? aside from go on that talk show. and wait for me to get back, ❞ just then, the tell - tale sign of puppy scratching at the door rings out, and they laugh hazily. ❝ lots of dog walking, i'm guessing, ❞

[winterreigned]

@mvndrvke asked: “You didn’t deserve that. Nobody deserves that.” rickon

𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓼𝓲𝓫𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓰𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓼𝓸 𝓯𝓪𝓼𝓽, and she was not there to bare witness to it. the last time sansa saw her youngest brother, he was a mere pup, now this stark has evolved to a wolf. they often say children grow in the blink of an eye, though she was not even present to blink herself. the years were stripped of them, the time to bond and create a dynamic of their own given to the hands of captors, enemies and traitors. she hardly knows the young man before her, and cannot deny the twisting in her chest when grappling with this fact.

most of all, the challenge she faces, is acknowledging young rickon to be more than that. he is no longer bran's shadow, no longer attached to their mother's waist. there is no being asked to look over the baby, to fuss and care for. now, here he is, providing the comfort she, as eldest sister, should be offering him.

❝ those are burdens you need not bare. ❞ sansa replies, a soft expression on her face. he is a man now, though she struggles with this. she cannot baby him, he has experienced his own bout with hardship, yet all the same the instinct to protect and care does not vanish like the years lost between them. [ i look at you, brother, and my heart bursts. i look to you and i see robb, i see our mother. tully blue eyes, auburn locks. you are a spitting image to me, and i cannot bare it. it reminds me of what we have lost, what we could have had. yet, all the same, it provides me a deep comfort. we are home, we are together, we will reclaim what has been lost for our family once more. ]

❝ you must forgive me, rickon, for this is all bittersweet. i mourn for the time lost, and celebrate all at once. for so long i grieved you, and now here we are, and you're a man - ❞ there's a rarely delicate smile to grace the now stoic fixture that is sansa stark's face. she cuts herself off briefly, deciding for a better path to arrive on. ❝ mother and father would be proud. ❞

[drekkavac-moving]

КНЯЖНА АНАСТАСИЯ РУССКАЯ - mutuals may interact.

[jeonwonwoo]

nahh bc i saw that yujin and leeseo had covered a little mix song and i was like oh i love little mix let me go see and then okay i was like wow! i love woman like me, great song <3 even if its a bit inappropriate for leeseo but literally every line/verse abt sex is being sung by an '07 liner in a concert???

[muutosarchive]

🍭 @starywisteria . asked for kenny mccormick

"UGH, COME FUCKING ON, MAN..." kenny sighs to himself as he heaves himself onto the sidewalk, having seen the other without thinking too hard about it one way or the other. however, unfortunately kenny realizes that the fellow student seems dejected (one whom he's seen around for all the school he actually attends) . . . damn, she looks sad. he thinks to himself. fuck! sometimes he hates when his conscious kicks him in the ass. why does he have to be so goddamn, motherfucking . . . "uh, hey." shuffles up, kicking a bit of colorado snow with the tip of his boot. hands shoved into his pockets with hood thrown up around his head. cigarette break between classes, usually unaccompanied unless waiting for the bus. " -- are you okay? i mean what the fuck are you doing out here, anyway?" figured only the burnouts hang out back here, but not that he's complaining much about a female presence.

[118diazsarchive]

@resp0nders: " i'm tired of pretending everything's okay when it's clearly not. "

" then stop. " eddie is very familiar with pretending to be okay -- when he was a child because he couldn't be a burden to already busy parents who put the responsibility of helping his family on him or when he was an adult because he didn't have any other choice but to be okay and keep going for his son. he's familiar with pretending to be a lot of things, actually.

he knows that it's way more exhausting to pretend than to just be.

" you shouldn't have to pretend. " maybe he's speaking to a version of himself that needed to hear it. maybe he's just speaking to the scared girl in front of him that's like family to him now. but either way, he's saying it, saying something that he didn't fully believe years ago. and that's progress. " hey, if i can do it and get through it then anyone can. do you want to tell me about it ? "

[turpisdeus]

@muutos liked for a starter

"  I  need  to  speak  with  you,  "  He  opens  without  a  hello,  standing  at  his  father's  side  as  he  looks  up  toward  his  profile,  "  preferably  alone.  "

[ducknotinarow]

"Even if it takes 500 years, I will prove to you beyond a shadow of a doubt that I loved you." ( '07 LeoRaph uwu )

| Muse interaction

Raph busied himself looking down at the street below taking in the sound of the city, the low roar of car engines. Shuffling feet of the humans walking the streets. His brow was scrunched up deep in thought. He finally came back he should be happy shouldn't he? He should be rejoicing he should be pulling Leo into his arms where he was meant to always be far as Raph had been concerned at least.

But, he could barely be in the same room as Leo. Raph sneaking out to the surface wasn't anything new. Getting away from the others wasn't even new. But, Leo following him? That was new. Leo normally knew to let Raph cool off. Raphael felt his knuckles pop out as he curled his fingers in tighter towards the palm of his hand. As he heard the sound of Leo's kanata blades knock against his shell.

Leo wanted him to know he was hear.

"Ain't you got somewhere to fuck off to." Raph stated letting the pain he been carrying for the months Leo had been gone. Pulling away the second Leo tries to step closer. "Don' jus' fucking Don' Leo. They all might be happy ta see you back but I ain't!" Raph yells out. "You left! You jus' left me! us and then ya stop sendin' letters! Do you have any clue how many I wrote only to get nothing from you!" He continues to yell. Breathing heavily as he let his shoulders rise and fall curling and uncurling his fingers a few times as he looks away from Leo it hurt to see him.

"You don' gotta tell me anythin' I figured it out okay. You don't feel that way 'bout me. So jus' spare me the speech got it." Raph huffed before getting ready to leave he just couldn't handle being around Leo not with all of this weighing on him.

"Even if it takes 500 years, I will prove to you beyond a shadow of a doubt that I loved you."

Raph stops for a moment lingering on the one word alone before he looked over his shoulder. "Then why did you leave?"