Please strike; Be deliberate- [Freyja, Goddess of much. Norse RP. MDNI.]

I RECIPROCATE REGARDLESS.

— in his Python-Scripted heart that needed to know, “You’re stuck with me, too, Wrench. I don’t think it’s a bad thing. I mean Saturdays are totally movie night and Sundays we sleep in.” A fantasy plan given voice as she held her gaze to him.

“A fucknut, huh?” It didn’t have to be asked to be understood, though she did anyway. Maybe to fill the space between one breath and another. She knew what he’d meant, who he’d meant and she wondered if he wanted the assurance reciprocated- if there had been some niche —

— light it on the first shallow drag. “Just one of those days,” she answered in a hazy, stringy wisp of blue smoke. “I suppose. One of those tender evenings.”

Wrench wasn’t wrong; the weight of the day needed to be shouldered and each being with a pulse took turns wearing those shoulders and thus the weight. She held the cigarette perched in her lips but held just a beat before sliding a Barbie pink lighter from her pocket to —

// — are abandoned. That song by Radiohead “Creep”. How we never really know our parents’ struggles. When someone likes you but never gets the chance to tell you. When your favorite series ends. Jo March never married Laurie. Bridget Jones’ Diaries. Still me:

// PMS: :( Nobody is giving you problematic levels of attention, your back hurts, your ovaries aren’t pregnant, and you’re so sad that you don’t have deep fried food. :(((((( You know what’s sad? When kittens cry. Breakups. People who are misunderstood. Puppies that — Me:

“How could I forget?” She’d met him far too many times to not greet him with a hug before handing off the two vessels. “It’s so nice to see you. You’re looking well~”

Freyja approached @KNGHELL , a decanter of rich mead in each hand.

“It’s one of those nights, you know . . ? When you sort of just sit with things. All of the things.” She took a single cigarette and half smiled her appreciation. “Thanks,” she murmured.

https://t.co/KTsWRvpntA I promise I'm not intimidating 😔

The wind blew hard at the top of the skyscraper, carrying with it the distant murmur of the night city. Kassandra sat on the edge of the rooftop, one leg hanging over the void, the other bent with her arm resting casually on her knee. Her silhouette cut sharply against the»

“Moon looks like a scythe blade tonight.”

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So true. .. bum a cigarette?

Waves back. Should have found herself naked and alive in his apartment before today.

Woah.

Wait for it. . . ANOTHER SHIA KAZING!

Wearing her around my neck like she belongs there. #SeductiveSundayᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ feat. @covenpyre

// It's about time to make Yule goats..