#athamc

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VIVIENNE: is it weird that i’m craving for something you cook, but don’t want to see your face? VIVIENNE: like, i want to see you cooking, but just not your face?! VIVIENNE: asking for my sanity’s sake.

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BASED ON THIS — @athamc 

All Albert wanted was for the wedding to be done with so he could finally move on with his life. As much as it would have been nice to have a wife of his own choosing, he was no fool to believe such freedoms could be given to monarchs-to-be. His sister, Renee, was an isolated case who got lucky enough to marry for love. When his eyes glanced at her direction, her saw her very radiant and pregnant, arm affectionately linked with her doting husband’s. Albert was truly happy for Renee, as what could be expected from a loving twin, but a part of him couldn’t help but feel a twinge of self-pity. When Lady Charlotte placed her dainty hand on his arm, he shook all aberrant thoughts from his mind. The doors to the drawing room were pulled open. Their names were formally announced. The moment he walked into the room however, his eyes caught a face that cut all of his senses off. Freya. Seeing her after an eternity was a stab to the gut.

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        @athamc ♡       it had been a long day, between the male's final fitting for his suit and going over the last wedding details, it was safe to say that it had been a very productive one too. while lyanna was incredibly happy for her best friend, part of her couldn't ignore the unsettling feeling that had been resting in the pit of her stomach. it was something she couldn't fully understand, something that was slowly eating her, either way, there was no point in dwelling on it. not when the male was only days away from tying the knot. "are you sure she won't mind if we go for a drink? i mean, it is kinda late and you haven't been home all day." the brunette pointed out, slender fingers reaching to tuck away a strand of hair behind her ear as piercing blue orbs stayed on his attractive features. how had she never realized how handsome her best friend was? "i just don't want her to be upset or something."

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sms ✉ ➳ cute bad-ass girl

FELIX: HOHOHOHO! This still feels like a dream come true. . .

FELIX: Saga is going on a date with me tomorrow~

FELIX: tell me i'm not dreaming pls asdFGHJKWIRRop

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i cANT CHOOSE WE HAVE SO MUCH SHIPS????? But Renee & Theon and/or Albert & Freya (ʘ‿ʘ✿)

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RENEE & THEON

1. Made the first move: Renee

2. The big spoon: Theon (although Renee likes to play big spoon at times bc she’s Renee lmao)

3. The little spoon: Renee

4. The cuddler: Renee

5. Cries during movies: Renee

6. More affectionate: Ummm ummm Renee??

7. Their favorite non-sexual activity: Having sex chz. Cuddling/watching movies/pigging out/doing anything in the Get Along Sweater!!

8. More nervous to meet the parents: Theon HAHAAHAHAHAHAHA

9. More protective/jealous: Theon is more protective, while Renee tends to get jealous more often lmao

10. Sneaks into the shower with the other in the mornings: Theon :))))

11. Initiates sexy times the most: Theon :))))))

12. Fuck or make love: Make love

13. Behind the wheel more often during road trips: Theon

14. Gives the silent treatment when they’re mad at each other: RENEE HAHAHAH

15. Reaches for the other’s hand first: Renee :(((((

16. Whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear at inappropriate times: Also Renee :((((((((((((((

17. Comes up with cheesy pick-up lines: Theon and Renee just shakes her head in disappointment “You’re a dork”  “But I’m your dork” lmfao

ALBERT & FREYA

1. Made the first move: Albert 

2. The big spoon: Albert 

3. The little spoon: Freya 

4. The cuddler: Freya HAHAHA 

5. Cries during movies: Freya??? 

6. More affectionate: Freya????????? 

7. Their favorite non-sexual activity: Going on adventures wherever?? 

8. More nervous to meet the parents: Freya, duH ASDFJGKASD 

9. More protective/jealous: uMM UMM both of them?? 

10. Sneaks into the shower with the other in the mornings: Freya :)))))))) 

11. Initiates sexy times the most: Umm ummmmm Freya :))))))))))))) 

12. Fuck or make love: Make looove 

13. Behind the wheel more often during road trips: Freya (bc gala af) 

14. Gives the silent treatment when they’re mad at each other: Freya???? 

15. Reaches for the other’s hand first: Albert :)))) 

16. Whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear at inappropriate times: Freya HAAHAHAHA 

17. Comes up with cheesy pick-up lines: Albertoo

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@athamc

Here’s how to start your day like a VIP

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life-ruiner starter for theon @athamc

❥ ･ﾟﾟ･｡ ⊰ ♛ ⊱ ･ﾟﾟ･｡ THEY WEREN’T READY. THINGS had happened unexpectedly for the both of them. They had settled down, because it felt like it was the right thing to do. Vivienne had thought that it’d work out. They could manage. They were both stepping up. Throughout the time they had been together, she had fallen for him. And that somehow became a motivation for her to persevere, despite how shaky things had been between them. She knew that there was regret on his part. He never failed to show how much he wanted to get out of this life. If he had a chance to get rid of her and their child, he would’ve probably jumped at that opportunity without hesitation. And somehow, that hurt like a bitch.

        “Can’t you just--just stop standing there with that stupid look on your face?!” she snapped. She loved him to death. She really did. But she was fed up at his coldness, and it made her feel like crap. Their situation was getting worst. Their distance was growing. They were becoming toxic. At some point, it was going to bite them in the ass; they’d end up hurting each other, and their child. 

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BASED ON THIS — @athamc

Coming fresh out of finals week, most of Andy’s friends had flown out the city to destress. Such frivolities were only for those who had cash to spare in their pockets, so Andy was unfortunately stuck at home. If anything, she liked feeling useful, so she spent her first week of summer scouring the classifieds for a job. The only hiring fit for her credentials was a maid in a rich area of the suburbs. Learning it paid more than the waitress stint she had last summer, she took it without a single moment’s hesitation. Today was her first day on the job. Donning the black-and-white maid uniform she had only seen prior in movies, she climbed the marble steps with a basket of freshly pressed clothes. Her first task was to deliver them to the mansion owners’ son. Andy could feel her could feel her heart ramming against her chest as she tapped on the door to his room. She had never met him before. How she hoped for him to be was nice. When a head of black curls peeked through the door, all air was sucked from her lungs. She knew him -- saw him around campus from time-to-time -- but she bet her life he didn’t know her. “Hi,” she mumbled timidly, lips in a sheepish smile and cheeks the color of her mother’s favorite lipstick. In her mind, she was trying her hardest to stop her poor heart from going on arrest. “I have your fresh laundry with me. May I come in, Sir?”

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BASED ON THIS — @athamc

Apollo thought it strange to see the lights already open when he entered his grandmother’s home, since he knew she was still supposed to be at the doctor’s at that time. Thinking she must have just forgotten to turn them off before heading out, he shrugged off the strange feeling in his spine and headed straight to his bedroom. Apollo counted the minutes with his guard rocket-high, but they passed like the usual, and so he eventually allowed himself to relax. He heard a loud thump in his wardrobe. Any horror movie aficionado would yell at him to run the fuck away, but his morbid curiosity coaxed him into picking up a heavy textbook and nearing the source of the sound. Apollo was not really religious, but as he pried open the door with shaky hands, he was mumbling prayers to every god he knew. The sight that beheld him made him scramble straight back to the foot of his bed. “Holy shi --- Mara? What the fuck?” All color drained from his lips as he curled into a ball and sealed his eyes shut. “Apollo, wake up, wake up, wake up!”

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athamc replied to your post: i want to rp, but i don’t want to touch the...

i will remind u time and time again of that one spongebob episode where his house burned down bc he wouldnt do his essay

heto na po, ginagawa na po dkfjalshadkjf

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after that reply from @athamc, i am going to rage deactivate. 

my heart can’t take this shit so much.

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my threads with @athamc are the bane of my existence.

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me typing a reply for @athamc: *can’t see fucking clearly. i think there’s something in my eyes. it’s getting fucking blurry. NO NO IT’S NOT TEARS* NOPE.