defiesfate
* idk what drama is goin on rn or what y’all got goin on but hope y’all r okay! Damn!
defiesfate
evolus
* pookie ur alive
defiesfate
* also just throwing it out here but seeing more black faceclaims or.. poc (in general) faceclaims for characters and muses would be incredible <33.
after watching SINNERS, realizing you don’t see as many black couples on tv screens as there are white. it’s nice to see couples that shares my skin tone as well as my parents <33!
LOVE Y’ALL!
defiesfate
* anyways.. watch SINNERS michael b. jordan & hailee steinfield whew.. i was SAT.
vampiricmuse
/ mbj supports johnathan majors and hailee is a zionist and married to a trump supporter
evolus
* smooch
mystikais
are the spirits always this out here?
wiccaanways
vi, what happened?
wiccaanways
[ it was easy to be bitter when jack was apart from her and even reminisce with the soured vision of their past as she seemed to have everything she wanted, but now, as she was standing before him, distraught and afraid, all he wanted to do was hold her. one hand reaches out to keep her upright, his other presses against her forehead. she felt hot, but he tries not to let his wariness show. ] don’t worry, i’m… i’m here now. none of that’s real, just… focus on my voice and try to stay awake. [ jack warns, trying to walk her over to his bed. he was all too familiar with nightmares that seemed to carry him into the waking world; they were mostly of his past, hell still had that power over him but no one should have to go through with this alone. ] i’m gonna sit you upright and i’m gonna get you some water once we get this fever down.
defiesfate
@wiccaanways * [there's a barely there exhale of a breath that octavia didn't realize that she was holding, chest expanding with a softness that she only reserved for /him/. there's vulnerability that seeps into the air and octavia somehow missed the mark where they no longer teetered the soft line of just acquaintances now, into something completely more familiar. finally, her walls starts to chip and crumble at the edges, giving leeway beneath the comfort of jack’s voice, but her tone is still quiet; as if she is still ready to mend that wall back up.] i can’t sleep and everytime— i do fall asleep, the nightmares are there... waiting for me. [she sighs, almost relieved that she can get it off of her chest; the dreams had worsen since she rose to be regent. fragments of the ancestors, of silent shame, fester beneath her skin. it did not matter how often these nightmares happened… each time, she woke with a beating heart &. sweat coating her forehead.]
symbel
⠀⠀⠀ curious.. do your spells work on those who refuse to believe in them?
evolus
i think i'll never get used to the music.
punishedbyIove
whoa─ are you okay? you don't look so good.