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[exxxarc2022]

LOGAN CHASE && EMMA KNIGHT ( 1 / ? )

@thewillfulones

[at-staticveil]

     “glad we’re on the same page.” a lie. it’s not as if she expected any less of a response, nor any more. her head on the pillow, she refuses to turn her head. instead, gaze fixes at the cheaply repaired ceiling of the hotel room they’ve checked into for today’s escapade. as toxic as this cycle between them may be, there’s something about each meeting that has been slowly healing the broken parts of her...only for those healed pieces of her to break open again in moments like this. she only brought it upon herself. kara nearly convinces herself that if she lays there for just a few more moments, the magic epoxy will come and mend the fractures. foolish.

      she swallows emotion trapped in her throat before shifting, swinging her legs over the side of the bed as she sits up, pulling discarded sheets from the foot of the bed to cover skin she’s willingly bared moments prior. she’s afraid if she speaks again, regret will come pouring out in the form of confession. for her sake, and for his: that can’t happen.

continued. / @thewillfulones

[nothornlessroses]

💋 ( from ganni ! )

The unexpected attack had been brutal and bloody. While their warriors were fighting back the Romans, Sibyl had been throwing herself into everything that she could do to help. If she was focused on caring for the wounded and the frightened, she didn't give into her own fright.

Not for herself.  She very rarely held fear for herself even when she should have.

No, Sibyl was throwing herself into dealing with the wounded in an attempt to not panic about what might be happening to one particular warrior.

Gannicus, one of the best fighters, was out there with his brothers and she had not heard any word about how he fared.

She ran between the wounded, ducking pockets of fighting in order to get their wounded away to a safe location so that they could be tended.

She lost track of how long the fighting went on and by the time a hand grasped her arm and turned her around, she was tired and had more than a little blood on her.

She had just enough time to register that Gannicus was alive and in one piece before his lips were coming down firmly on hers and he was kissing her like someone's life depended on it.

Possibly hers as she pressed closer to him and welcomed the kiss.

@thewillfulones

[wyldlittledog]

I forgot to say this before, but I wanted to now. Thank you so much to @fvckthegods, @imperialtactician, and @thewillfulones for their kind words on my ooc post about my mood drop a few days ago. You guys are awesome. <3

[samcrodoc]

mun interview meme #9, 13, 17 !

           @thewillfulones​   ↠    interview the writer meme / accepting 

#9 best scene featuring your muse? (chapter, film, episode) :  The best one?  Oh my.  There are many to name but the one that comes to mind and one that she should have gotten an award for was when she in the park in S6 meeting with Jax.   Both of them deserved an award for that but it showed so much of what she had become and the toxicity of his life on her even though she did choose to stay with him.  She was a apart of his life and everything; she always had been.  But that is the first one that comes to mind but there are many more.  

#13 how are you? : I am well…tired, as always but I am well…Today was a good day of no depression (yes, I admit fully I suffer from it) but the sun was a big help to that too.  

#17 what motivates me? :  This is a tough one because it depends on the day and the time.  It could be music, as that normally is my biggest thing to get me motivated and focused.  Coffee and wine, (not together) will motivated me because of how it allows me to open up; well the wine does…the coffee just wakes me up.   Days when I am suffering from depression or grief dealing with my mother’s death last year but I fight for normalcy everyday.  

[endlessdrifter]

FAIRY TALE AESTHETICS :  BROTHERS GRIMM VERSION rules :   bold what applies to your muse and repost.

SNOW WHITE : jade trinket boxes.  taste of iron.  fingertips on a mirror.  yellow and green with envy.  long handled hunting knives.  sewing by the window.  combs laced with pearls and poison.  an apple white one side and red the other.  white doves.  frosted glass.

THE MAIDEN WITHOUT HANDS : a blunt axe.  a ring of chalk.  tear-stained cheeks.  sweet pears.  hands tied behind back.  shallow rivers.  aching feet.  walking for days.  flowing gowns.  liquid silver.  wax seals. blinding lights.

THE THREE LITTLE GNOMES IN THE FOREST : lukewarm bath water.  sapphire butterflies.  tiny milk snakes.  baskets of strawberries.  fat toads.  sparkling snow.  fur cloaks.  raw gemstones.  kettles made of copper. red wine.  a tiny cottage in the middle of nowhere.

BLUE BEARD : a tiny key made of gold.  pools of blood.  stains that won’t rub away.  galloping hooves. treasures from far away lands.  dragged by the hair.  dark and damp cellars.  marble walls. shivering with fear.  screaming at the top of your lungs.

THE SIX SWANS : sitting side-saddle.  daughter of a witch.  nettles.  white feathers.  refusing to smile. needles and threads.  a castle in the forest.  sound of beating wings.  birthmarks.  climbing trees.  balls of yarn.  silver crowns.

LITTLE RED CAP : wildflowers.  rich-tasting cake.  wicker baskets.  the path rarely trod.  sharp teeth. curtains drawn.  a dying fireplace.  grey pelts. red velvet.  handmade quilts.  sunlight peeking through branches.  opening corks with a satisfying pop.  looking someone directly in the eye.

tagged by:  @thewillfulones tagging:  @theimpalpable, @blue-eyed-devils, @wavexrider, @hunterofpixiedust, @grimesucker, @fixionmales, @rustandglass and literally everyone else okay?

[greenmartyrdom]

SING SING SING

If I get 12 ‘SING’ s The Mun Shall Record Themselves Singing

7, 8, 9/12 ayyyy thanks, love!

[at-staticveil]

RANDOM DRABBLE for @thewillfulones​    

♡ WE DON’T HAVE TO CALL IT LOVE...

    she’s familiar with hotels, with how they sometimes reinforce the feeling of being far from home. home. kara would smile fondly in its memory, if she were ever allowed to return. no, that’s something she’ll never have again. It’s just one item on a long list of pleasantries that have been ripped from her grasp.

   she’s sitting up in bed, theirs until required check out the following morning, with the television turned on but the volume on low. her inability to sleep isn’t exactly rare, but given his state of slumber, she does not seek to wake him from his found calm.  why should he suffer due to her shortcomings and fears?

   strange that she’s not paying much attention to the documentary she’s chosen and instead has focused on the sight of him curled up beside her, his head stealing the bare skin of her abdomen as a pillow. she can feel the steadiness of his breath, the rise and fall of his chest against her hip as fingers decidedly release the television remote in favor of running through his mop of hair, untidy from their earlier acts of appeasement.

    kara takes a breath as her hand travels from his hair to the landscape of his shoulders, lingering there to allow digits to draw various whisps and loops against his flesh. strange how for her, it fosters a welcomed peace.

    she catches herself smiling and worry starts to spill, outpouring from cracks beneath her flesh: what if she somehow has found a home again? and what if it is within these sequestered moments in hotel rooms that are abandoned just as quickly as they’re christened, with a man who will never know the real kara, nor the horrors she’s faced.

   for a moment, she considers the consequences: leo not knowing the life she’s left behind, as it turns out, could be considered positive. what really scares her? the conceived notion that she has unwillingly given a piece of her heart to a man who would never give his...and the fact that she’s convinced herself that even so, it would be enough to simply continue in this cycle of pleasure, of false security, they’ve entered into by mistake.

                                                                              ...WE JUST NEED A HUMAN TOUCH ♡

[grimesucker]

“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?” ( the more i think about damien and dox butting heads, the more i love it )

➤ FUCK. ➤ accepting  ➤ @thewillfulones

                                                        “ OH, SORRY, ”

tone thick with SASS ;he’s not sorry in the slightest.whatever respect damien believed he deserved,there was none to be found in the UNDERCITY—certainly not from DOX, if all his INSULTS are to mean anything.

                                     “ y’sposed to be someone SPECIAL ?                                              ‘cause t’me you’re just another dumb-ass GUTTERHEAD. ”

[samcrodoc]

💋 !!

               @thewillfulones​   ↠    SEND “💋” TO KISS MY MUSE/ accepting 

     “Is that my good boy?” She asked changing the youngest child of the Teller family when she heard the door open and closed but barely paying attention to it when she then felt the scruff of his beard against her chin when he gave her a kiss.  Not the normal deep and warming kisses they are used to but a quick peck before he turned leaving her there to continue what she had been doing.  

[titansruler-a-blog]

TOP 5 greek gods/goddesses !

&. ask me my ‘top 5′ anything! | @thewillfulones

the mortal here: alright, lets go! 

1. dionysus 2. ares3. artemis4. apollo5. hera

[endlessdrifter]

thewillfulones ha respondido a tu publicación: Why do I like high school settings so much? Ugh I...

because the petty high school dramas are hilarious :’)

WHY ARE YOU ENCOURAGING ME OMG

[contrarymuses]

@thewillfulones liked for a thing!

She had the weekend off, taking it to visit her grandparents in New Jersey as well as to get out of the city and maybe actually enjoy some R & R. To Riley, R& R meant books.

Stopping into the first one she spotted, Riley took in a deep breath and smiled, blue eyes roaming over the volumes, wondering which ones she could devour over the weekend. 

“Excuse me,” Riley approached the young woman working, hoping she wasn’t deterring her from her tasks. “I’m searching for a few things to read this weekend. What would you suggest?”

[grimesucker]

💭 (it's a slow development but let's hear what dox thinks of damien anyway :'))

➤ Y0UR3 0N MY M1ND ➤ selectively accepting  ➤ @thewillfulones​

                        ‘ he just needs to say one wrong thing to piss this crowd off,                                             then it doesn’t even matter HOW MANY Counts he’s got,                                             nothin’ he offers will be able to save his ass. ’

[samcrodoc]

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I am online and working on memes and such.  Trying...

*comforts and sends you chocolates and a boatload of puppies and kitties to play with*

*laughs*  I can always play with puppies and kittens.  As for the chocolates, that works too.  Thank you so much for being a friend.  It means a lot.   💕 💕