hey friends, besties and comrades, i’ve been RPing on a new platform and enjoying it a lot, but i do think of coming back, but i’ll do so on a fresh clean blog. i’m looking for a small amount of followers, just something i can maintain… i’ll keep you gaydies up to date <3
hello! as you may know, i’m on hiatus. a hiatus i’m going to have to extend, as i’m in the process of moving to a new place and packing a whole house is a time and energy consuming task. i’m not sure when i will have internet at the new place, so i extended my hiatus to somewhere (hopefully early on) in may. i’m still available on discord for plotting and maybe some short threads. until then, take care!!!
Jorge Luis Borges // Nicola Samori // Teodor Axentowicz // Rumi // Heartfelt (Promo package) // Alejandra Pizarnik, from The Night, the Poem // lost in time and space by lord huron // Kylie Parks // Albert Camus // Emily Dickinson
Identity.[Part 1/…]
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“When have I ever given evidence to being a generous man?” He scoffs, “Your mouth would do wonders as a method to get others enraged.”
“They’d call it the Godric Method: your legacy for the millennium.”
“And here I had hoped you wouldn’t be so stingy with your mercy.” Godric’s bottomlip poked out, betraying faux-agitation in the wake of his friend’s words. “I suppose I put more faith in you than I ought to have done. You’re breaking my heart, Salazar.” His signature grin was quick to replace the pout.
“My mouth can do a great many other things besides enrage others, you know? I can’t say the same for your mercilessness.”
