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@achesun

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roses are red
violets are blue
if u were a flower
i’d sappick you
I am full of love for every one. And everything is soft and vague and very sad. It is sad, it is sad. But everything has meaning,
Virginia Woolf, from The Complete Works; “Jacob’s Room,” wr. c. 1922 (via violentwavesofemotion)
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callie absolutely loves d&d, and while she’s not a fan of in person gaming, she (and thea!!) play online, with a few of the same people, about once a week. personally, callie does indeed like being DM, navigating a lot of the npcs and so on, but she tends to be a little bit too kind, and letting her have narration rights means combat is going to be minimal, which annoys a lot of the other players. if that’s the case, her character is a human druid hehe i’ll get into stats one of these days

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tired sentence starters
“rise and shine, honey.”
“some warm milk should do the trick.”
“shh, it was a dream. you’re safe. everything’s okay.”
“i think you need a nap. you’ve had a long day.”
“why don’t we try a lullaby?”
“i’ll carry you.”
“can you carry me?”
“don’t forget your stuffed animal.”
“come lay on my lap and get some rest.”
“ah, ah, ah. medicine and then it’s back to bed for you.”
“will you tuck me in?”
“did you want me to tuck you in?”
“someone slept in late today.”
“that was a big yawn.”
“sweet dreams, honey.”
“what if i have another bad dream?”
“wake up, sunshine. i’ve got a nice breakfast waiting for you.”
“why does the milk have to be warm?”
“can’t i stay up a little later tonight?”
“tell me a story.”
“good morning, honey.”
“i’m not that tired.”
☼ › POLAROID - PRETTY .
☼ › ‘ if you’re in there , can you just knock three times please , so that i know that you’re still alive ? ‘
SHE HAS THEA LOCKED OUT . CALLIOPE , for the first time in her life , has locked thea out of her bedroom , has put up a bit of a divide . there is no fight , here . no argument , no harsh words exchanged , best friends , soulmates , in a fight . she would normally anticipate thea booking it during a situation like that , but this time — this time , it is all callie . this is calliope’s fault , with her wolf teeth and her claws . with her feral heart , goddess - given , lycan - gifted .
calliope had shifted , thigh pressed to thea’s , warm and tingly . she shifted and for some reason , she’s not shifting back .
wolfgirl huffs , loud . that enough should alert thea that she is , indeed , alive , but her best friend stays firm on the other side of the door . callie can almost feel the press of her palms to the door . she sniffs , and her voice comes wet . ‘ i’m alive , thea . i don’t know why i — why i shifted . ’ lisped by her fangs , calliope thunks her head to the door , hard . slides down to the floor , guiltyguilty . was she scared ? had callie scared her ? ‘ don’t know why i’m not shifting back , either . could you just — ’ she doesn’t want her to go . desperately wants to open the door . but is it safe ? is it safe ? ‘ you should go home , thea . maybe it’s because of the full moon , i — i’ll be fine . i’ll see you tomorrow . ’ and then , because she cannot help it , her voice comes small , meek , ‘ sorry . did i scare you ? ’
☼ › ‘ @aithre !
i love u : ((((
I am full of love for every one. And everything is soft and vague and very sad. It is sad, it is sad. But everything has meaning,
Virginia Woolf, from The Complete Works; “Jacob’s Room,” wr. c. 1922 (via violentwavesofemotion)

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☼ › ‘ you can stay with me . ‘
THERE IS NOTHING NORMAL ABOUT TWO HEARTBEATS to this home ( this is , of course , sans harold , who is currently pretending he is asleep in the living room and will jump up on the couch in approximately ten minutes ) . it is unfamiliar and strange , not hearing the soothing lull of her father’s pulse , pack and warm , family - lived . the time reads one forty - six , night - quiet and steady . but callie is unsettled , wolf - whine high in her throat .
she is almost tail - between - her - legs at her parents’ bedroom door , like she has outgrown the right . but pack is pack , wolves are clingy , worried things . familiarity is key . calliope ? allison’s voice is a soft disturbance to callie’s panicking , her worry . she startles , cracks the door open accidentally . ‘ sorry , mom , did i wake you ? ’ whispered soft , callie creeps in , almost sheepish . she can see allison’s smile , the alert of her eyes . doesn’t think her mom had been asleep . worried for that , too , she talks : ‘ i just — i don’t know what’s wrong , but i can’t sleep . ’ in the dark , even , calliope can see her mother’s understanding .
you can stay with me . before allison is even finished speaking , calliope is making her way inside , curling up at her mother’s side . this is easier , familiar . she snuffles against her mother’s collar . ‘ when does he come home , again ? ’
☼ › ‘ @argaents .
i want… romance.. that feels…………. warm… and tender……
☇ 𝘪’𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 . // @achesun
☼ › argaents .
WHAT LOVE , A MOTHER’S ! even allison , even this sometimes - shadowed moon , can pour out love as unyielding as cool water . days can pass where grief weighs down too heavy for even joy to play - act through their home , but she will always always take care with her little moon’s heart . ❝ he would cry , ❞ agrees mother moon , nodding sagely though her smile shines as bright as hecatolite , lunar - white and wolf - toothed . the final knot comes undone and allison runs her fingers from the crown of calliope’s hair to the ends , nails a soft scrape from scalp to back of neck . sweetly , she presses a kiss to the back of her head , arms winding a loose hold ‘round her neck . ❝ mm . want to take the day off today ? no school , no work , just you and me . what do you think ? ❞
THE THOUGHT OF TEARS FROM SOMEONE SHE LOVES so infinitely is enough to almost pull a frown , to cause worry . but it is all in jest , humor - tinged and moon - light , and this little moon can grin back . there is nothing to worry here , sweet one ; your parents have cried enough to last lifetime . to span forever . calliope hopes she does not have to see tears in either of their eyes . thought derailed , easy easy , at the comfortable touch of her mother . she hums , content , eyes shutting . nothing to worry here , nothing nothing . the moon has got you , sunbeam . ‘ huh ? ’ surprise ! calliope blinks her gaze open , palm moving to cover the back of her mother’s . she sniffs . ‘ are you sure that’s — okay ? can we ? can i ? ’ but her excitement brews already .
☼ › ‘ you’ve got blood on your shirt . ‘
CHOKED PANIC ! QUICK , SUNBEAM ; think of something plausible , something real . just — just less real than i broke my wrist this morning on my run in the woods , and it healed before first period , so i’m fine . ‘ do i ? is that — whuh - would you look at that , ha , blood . um . ’ so far , so good . she rubs the sweat off of her forehead . ‘ i get — nosebleeds ! terrible , like , like gushing , uh , thea wasn’t around to get me napkins in time , so that must be — why my sleeve is — hey , that math test , right ? how do you think you did ? ’
☼ › ‘ @lyricky !

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☼ › ‘ what did you want to tell me ? ‘
‘ OH , I — ’ HOW DID SHE KNOW ? perhaps it is the way callie is so very heart - sleeved , worry waterfall - sweet in the anxious pull of her mouth . here , the girl is a fidget , caught in her concern . how to play it off , the worry in her heart ? the way it feels like , i am so tired of people getting hurt . she adjusts her bag , offers a twitch of her mouth in smile , kind and warm , tiny and soft . ‘ i just — wow , perceptive , huh , i — it’s just . are you going out , tonight ? doesn’t tonight feel like a , stay in , kind of night ? ’
☼ › ‘ @reavenant !