#ofayth

I’m happy to have met you./You’re doing great! Keep it up!/ Your character portrayal is amazing.

Cherries 🍒: I think you’re hot!Orange 🍊: I look up to you and I trust youJalapeño 🌶: Tell me something not on this list!

pssssssh. 

freeform’s siren.

          ❛ i’m sorry, ❜ the apology fell with ease, head shaking just slight as azure hues focused their sight on the ground, rather than towards the one who’d spoke. she could feel the other’s own worried gaze upon her, though did not stir. 

          serah could not bear to focus on much of anything aside from the nature growing at her feet -- though this was not the first vision she’d seen, it was enough to make her feel unease. she was lightheaded from the sudden influx of haphazard images tossed into her sight, gaze clouded with both disbelief and confusion. these visions -- glimpses into events that the typical being was not made to foresee -- had only become more common by the moment. it was as if each step forward, into the pathways of time and the paradoxes between carried an even heavier risk than she’d ever initially dared to believe. 

          (yet even so, she persevered -- it was one step closer to hope, one step closer to salvation, one step closer to her dear sister, who she knew was waiting for her at hell’s gates.)

wound :   my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten.