❛ HEY . still feel like running away to paris with me ? ❜
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🍓 ~ Son chaeyoung ~ 🍓 perfect is
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❝ cross my heart , won’t tell no other. ❞
@oncetragic / lyric sc.
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truthfully? i've not watched dr who since david tennant and i was like 10 surely but just based on the fact that u are perfect at everything; i am going to guess that ur rose is perfect too i am just here for pretty blondes and to annoy u
I'm gonna start exclusively writing characters you don't know so you'll never know whether I'm shit at them or not
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𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗, willingly renounces his youth to play with guns like his big brothers. sound familiar? john had brought his adolescence to a hasty conclusion in order to impress tommy & arthur a mere decade ago. (𝚘𝚑, 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝.) he sampled adulthood young & got the taste for it; enjoyed the weight of royalty against his skull. then... the war. it aged him horribly, enhanced him with the existentialism of a thousand men. finn was lucky in that sense. he glorified the insignia of a peaked cap, gun in hand because he did not yet comprehend the agony of pulling the trigger.
❛ fuckin’ gi’us it here, finn! fuck sake. ❜ frustration is forced through gritted teeth. (𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚢, 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎?) heart-to-throat, an allusion to pride develops there, but it’s rightly thwarted by his growing sorrow. they are more resemblant than ever priorly conceived. a long thirteen years separated them, a lifetime for some —— it had often seemed impossible to draw a likeness between them. until now. but he cannot be angry, understanding better than most exactly how his youngest sibling presently feels. 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚝, 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐. but john cannot seem to let finn’s boyhood go, not the same way he abandoned his own. ❛ before ya shoot ya own fuckin’ bollocks off. ❜
( ✉️ ) : 𝚒’𝚖 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.
@oncetragic.
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@oncetragic as ALLIE PRESSMAN : ❝ why are you telling me all of this ? ❞ / featuring , harry bingham
who else would he go to ? who else is there ? he can almost find it in himself to be grated by the question, wonder why they’re wasting time with suspicion — but the last time they’d seen each other harry watched allie get shoved into a car and hadn’t done a single thing about it. he hadn’t had it in him, and in a way he doesn’t have it in him now either. telling her had been the obvious choice, because allie was exactly the sort of thing harry would never be. brave, capable, solid where he’d crumbled under weight. it’s what he should’ve said to her a long time ago, what he should’ve said to everyone. it’s not even what he says now.
❛ i knew you’d do something about it. ❜ despite the distance between them even as he stands in front of her, it’s one of the only clear thoughts he’s had since deciding to come. he doesn’t know if it translates, but it’s because of all of those things he should’ve said that he knows he can be here now. he runs a hand through his hair, all nervous energy, leaving curls in more disarray than they were to begin with. ❛ couldn’t really afford to take a guess on anyone else. ❜
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@oncetragic ...
a minute of deep concentration, ceruleans peering over to each individual ( ᴬᴺᴰ ᴾᴼᵀᴱᴺᵀᴵᴬᴸˑ ) boy - chow wandering around the two brunettes. playboy vintage handbag slumped over shoulder tightly, ears picking up on distant yappering: oh, .. IT’S VERONICA. she turns to face her, brows furrowing. ❛ are you bored? ‘cause you usually don’t give this much of a fuck .. like, who cares? 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠, right? ❜
❛ i don’t know what i want until i fuck it up. ❜
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AS SHE STARES ADORINGLY AT THE silver band tightly bound to her ring finger the thought of the day passing in silence fills her head with sorrow. since she was a little girl she had always envisioned her wedding day to be filled with family, though she wasn’t the kind of girl who wished for riches and jewel's the people she wished to share such a special day were the most important part of her planning process. after separating herself from her family all that was left were the few friends she made outside of the business end of her life, that had only merely congratulated her on the news after she shared it. the moment he joins her in bed she finds the space for him, resting her head against his chest so she could once again stare at the memento signifying their marriage. ‘ I WISH THEY COULD HAVE BEEN THERE. ’
CLOSED STARTER / @oncetragic‘s freddie thorne
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@oncetragic liked for a starter for dina !
“ things around here seem good. REALLY, really good. ”
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@oncetragic‘s emmeline asked : ❝ i have too many questions, and places to go. ❞
heart hammers beneath ribcage, door loud as it closes behind body, it echoes as if having secrets to keep, it echoes like a grave closing on dark artefacts. features still bends arrogantly, bright smirk and unbothered for all to see / being raised to hide everything he is, poker face is without crack. ❝ and here i was going to offer you a drink, ❞ father’s weapons are the ones he needs during the war, to conceal, to hide, to trust no one but yourself, he was raised for a war he didn’t know existed ( but father had known && maybe, probably, father had cared ). ❝ but i won’t stop you on your way out. ❞ darkness has not seized him but trust in him has always been fickle but it’s starting to disappear, like water in his hands, sandcastles he’s built for years destroyed with a barely there earthquake.
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❛ WHAT DO YOU THINK ? ❜ emerging from dressing room , she strikes a pose . black dress , bare feet [ … ] a lesson in contrasts . ❛ i know i'm hot but exactly how hot is the question . ❜
@oncetragic ━━ v.dragomir LIKED !
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❛❛ you’re like a walking 𝚌𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚔! ❜❜
@oncetragic & 𝒔𝒄.
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HELLO DO U HAVE A MINUTE TO SPEAK ABOUT THE PAIN THAT EMMELINE WENT THROUGH WHEN SHE WAS TOLD MARLENE WAS DEAD? OR HOW ABOUT THE PAIN U LET ME PUT MYSELF THROUGH WHEN I SAID HEY DOUBLE AGENT VERSE WHERE /SHE WAS THERE/ WHEN SHE WAS KILLED!!!!!!!!
SORRY, NO SOLICITORS
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❝ everything i had, i seem to have lost. ❞ eyes downcast, guilt lets teeth dig into her lower lip, hoping her words won’t diminish the importance she gives to the friendships she’s managed to salvage.
@oncetragic / lyric sc.
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# @oncetragic﹐ ﹙ closed starter / for veronica. ﹚
“ i don’t want to talk to anybody else. i don’t like anybody else. ”
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@oncetragic as HARRIET HOOK : ❝ i didn’t think you knew my name. ❞ / featuring , audrey rose
❛ why wouldn’t i ? ❜ her mouth gets away from her, as usual, promptly before she decides she doesn’t want the answer after all. it is actually a fair assumption, if harriet had said the exact same thing two years ago she may have considered it a victory. a sign that a facade perfectly crafted remained intact. where she stands, her tone comes defensive even to her own ears, grip on books tightening and expression purposefully molded back into something impassive after a moment of stricken confusion.
there’s something honest on the tip of her tongue and she won’t let it out. it’s not that she’s accustomed to crumbling under pressure, but there’s so rarely a real part of her at risk of being witnessed. princess is as much a title as it is a cover, sparkly and bright and easily hidden behind. whatever she might’ve said gets swallowed, shoulders rise and fall once instead. ❛ your father’s terribly lacking in creativity, your names are hard to forget. ❜
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