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plot ?? with me ??
i love the place where we shared our tiny grace
but just because it’s real don’t mean it’s gonna work
MENNDAX.
Oh dear. It’s the first thing to come to mind, and he has to force himself from saying out loud, instead taking a moment to distract his thoughts and – no, no; she’s way to close to the edge for his tastes. He didn’t want her getting hurt now, did he? He didn’t even know her. He grabs her arm in an impulsive decision and pulls her towards the nearest building.
❝ I would be more careful where you walk, darling. I’d hate to have to explain to any family that I witness your DEATH. Now shh, before someone else notices me. ❞ He pulls her with him into the alley nearby and raises a hand to silence anything she might say. ❝ I know what you’re going to say You’re Loki! Thor’s crazy brother who almost destroyed Manhattan! Look, I’m not here to cause trouble, so if you can try to pretend like you never saw me, I won’t have to alter your memories. ❞
❝ thank you.. ❞ immediate / truthful. as real as the hands working to de - tangle hair. she’s awake now , adrenaline lingers. his spiel falls upon half - deaf ears ------- she believes in the good , the best in everyone. whole / hearted. ❝ ----- i -- i don’t think you’re crazy. every family fights , right ? and --- and you guys are GODS , so of course yours would be larger than life. i’m not saying you were right in what you did , but i think you must’ve had your reasons. ❞
how incredible she is ------- in the face of a villain to bare her soul. bravery in softness , a warrior with silken blades. ❝ and , you probably just saved my life. if you want me to keep quiet , i owe you that at least.. ❞
WIDEEYEDWANDERERS.
“No way– gotta drink it while it’s hot. That’s when it’s good. Even if you end up burning your tongue a bit,” Missy dismissed the blonde’s warning. The foodie had her attention torn, honestly. Between the girl and cup of mexican hot chocolate she had in a large mug out in front of her, the ravenette had a hard time keeping herself focused. Missy could hardly suppress the smile from her expression, bringing the mug up to her lips carefully as she took another quick sip.
❝ but --- my cookies are still baking ! ❞ supple cheek pressed into fingers , elbow resting on the back of the old couch. saint valentine on her knees when it is she who should be prayed to ------ savior & reckoning both , in an elegant package wrapped up with a bow. doe eyes meet the other’s & she’s melting. anger cannot survive within her walls , a kingdom of kindness ; she , the killer queen. ❝ what’re you gonna do if ya can’t taste ‘em ? ❞

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❝ y’might wanna slow down... it’s not a competition. ❞ voice resonant / sugar - sweet & cherry flavored , just like the lips that quirk into a meek but honest smile. warmth & light course through her being , seeping from her pores & she is the sun. salvation with freshly plucked eyebrows. ( believe in the kindness of strangers. ) earth angel seated swiftly , movement fluid , but powerful ------ a river in a woman.
/ @wideeyedwanderers ( missy )
EXHAUSTED IS AN UNDERSTATEMENT. body beaten & bone tired / carried only by the fumes of a soul. you can see it in her eyes ; there’s vacancy in her voice , but she still sounds chipper ! she has to. she has to. ( make mama proud. ) a handsome suit with a stranger in it -------- double take.
❝ hey --- you’re the guy ! from the thing ! ❞ high heels tap dangerously close to the edge of the street , the stormy seas of traffic roaring loud enough to drown the woman , flaxen locks with the wind wrap her face like a dressing ---- one wrong step , and..
/ @menndax
Artist: Culture Club Track: I’ll Tumble 4 Ya Album: Kissing to Be Clever Year: 1983 Theme: Plans
“I always marvel at the humans’ ability to keep going. They always manage to stagger on even with tears streaming down their faces.”
— Markus Zusak, The Book Thief (via books-n-quotes)

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guess who’s getting a revamp ?! highly doubt anyone cares anymore but like this for a starter when i’m done making things pretty
dove cameron in CARscendants.
fuckiingclown :
" –you know what. no matter how much of a ‘ nerd ‘ i am, at least i can say, for a fact, i’ve never played DnD in my life. ‘cause that’s some straight up basement-dweller shit, ya’ know? “ “ and i definitely don’t need to give anyone anymore of a reason to shove me in a locker. “
❝ ------- i only ever played ONCE. with an ex-boyfriend. i had no idea what was going on and i think my character died. ❞ a smile & it’s sweet / inviting. it has to be , when she butts in to a conversation she wasn’t invited to. ❝ but ... why would anyone shove you in a locker ? that’s so mean !! ❞
colorfulsouls :
Ohmygod. Oh, my god. Manicured hand covers mouth as she turns around to face the blonde. In, out, in, out - her hand slowly comes down, when she remembers how to breathe. “I…is my…is my face okay?”
❝ oh my goodness , you’re fine !! ❞ there’s honey in her tone; naturally sweet ( with curative qualities ). ❝ absolutely fine. you look beautiful , too ! ❞
nogoodwitch :
cathryn is not someone who minds their own business. hell, her entire job requires getting into other people’s business. she’s off the clock right now, but that doesn’t mean she’s going to ignore this.
cathryn knows a creep when she sees one and she’s seen this guy multiple times. she scowls and quickly puts herself inbetween the blonde and the guy. “excuse me “ cathryn makes sure the woman is behind her. “don’t you have somewhere to be? like, jail maybe? ‘cos last time i checked you had a warrant on your head.” the man only sneers, and cathryn just grins at him.
this , she hadn’t forseen. a kindhearted stranger come to set her free.
her breathing is heavy / chest rising & falling in rapid succession ------ erratic. she can feel her heartbeat in her head. her knight in shining armor frightened her more than her potential attacker.
worry soaked eyes start stinging; self - sacrificial tendencies bubbling. if this knight is felled , she’ll never forgive herself. fingertips meet brick dust -- flaxen tendrils flex & fold into new positions , a glossy trail above as she slides down the wall.
fear is a lump in her throat but she manages to croak ------ ❝ please be careful ! ❞

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Dove Cameron in Dogscendants [3/4]
veniials :
The probability of confusing her, of angering her, was fifty-fifty. Most things in the world could be taken apart by numeric value, and in their midst, there was, ever-still, something that ringed of the absolute creation of it all, of the possibilities that lay ahead.
He prided himself heavily ‘pon his gift of foresight, of one thousand and one chances and worlds that could happen with the slightest action, with its reaction, with everything that came before and after. Cause and effect, the basics, the law of motion.
Science and numbers and atoms and grey matter.
Just when he believed he had seen it all, however, there was a cluster of color, the silent bat of eyelashes so pale, he found himself wondering if they were even there at all.
Often he wondered why, of all of the ( and this was a precise estimate, he did the math in the four spare minutes he had to think about hypothesis ) approximately four hundred fifty-six chances for Val to meet someone else, and that number doubled for women.
And it had been strawberries, that cafe. A rare outing.
He believed in love. He believed in that possibility.
She kissed him and his eyes snap closed and she is cupcake frosting lapped up by his tongue.
“I suppose I could ask if you wish to be my girlfriend and I, your boyfriend, but, I believe that has already been established. No, this is more intimate,” and index finger finds his lip and he tugs it down, lost in thought, synapses firing.
“Yes…will you be my sweetie?”
His eyes narrow and he leans forward, interested in her answer, in her, and he wonders if she slept atop him last night or he, buried in the scent of her hair.
These things he wonders instead of the growing crime rate and of cases.
She is a distraction - but she is motivation.
she blinks. once. twice. processing ------------ nothing.
❝ i’m --- still not sure what you’re asking , but it doesn’t sound bad at all ! i mean --- believe it or not , i see us together for a long time. maybe forever , but ----- that’s a little cliche... which isn’t always a bad thing , right ? fairytales are never overrated ! ❞
the scratch of chairs across linoleum & clinking glass & silverware doesn’t remind her of the prison of work. it’s resonant & comforting when he’s around. something welcome / something wanted.
his visits are sporadic & spontaneous it seems. only on the surface. she’s positive they’re carefully calculated. he’s so collected & calm --- it paints her hysteric; but she knows the truth !
> they are yin & yang , black & white , dark & light. a really cute couple.
a pause & a realization , ( she’s been rambling about love for upwards of two minutes without even saying the word ) & her mouth is shut.
❝ oh gosh , i sound insane. ❞ the table is set but the girl is wrecked. she’s slumped in her chair , hands combing hair.
❝ i’m sorry. i got really nervous. for a second there , i thought --------- well , it’s not important. all that matters is my answer. and it’s yes ! i love you , lolly. you can call me whatever you want. ❞