#pathstaken

[ahstronomiesmoving]

          “     you’re   looking   really   into   your   work   over   there     .     ”    words   come   out   laced   in   a   soft   laugh   ,   &   finn   raises   his   brow   a   little   bit   as   marley’s   gaze   meets   his   .   “     what   is   it   anyway   ?   can   i   see   it   ?     ”          /          @pathstaken​

#xoxo #pathstaken #finn hudson ... ιn cнaracтer.

[chrmatiica-moved]

@pathstaken​  /  CONTINUED.

𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓  𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐇𝐄  𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃  𝐖𝐀𝐒  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐔𝐏  𝐀𝐓  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐒𝐊𝐘,     telling  arizona  that  lexie  was  waiting  for  him  and  that  they  were  all  going  to  be  okay  without  him.     he  briefly  remembers  her  telling  him  that  her,  callie  and  sofia  were  waiting  for  him  too,  but  the  pain  was  so  much  and  he  felt  himself  just  slowly  drift  away.     not  quite  gone,  but  not  quite  there  either.     he  was  just  floating,  trying  to  find  her  and  be  with  her.     she  was  his  only  thought,  he  had  to  find  lexie  and  he  had  to  know  that  she  was  okay,  she  was  happy  and  she  was  safe.

𝐇𝐄  𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓  𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖  𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐇𝐄  𝐖𝐀𝐒,     it  looked  like  seattle  but  it  wasn’t  the  city,  there  wasn’t  enough  people  for  it  to  be  the  city.     plus  the  few  people  he  did  see  were  people  he  knew  were  gone,  like  the  first  patient  he  lost  was  someone  he  came  across.     but  none  of  them  was  who  he  was  looking  for  and  he  wasn’t  going  to  stop  till  he  found  her.     he  had  to  find  her.

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊  𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃  𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅  𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐍  𝐓𝐎  𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄  𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐄  𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐏,     he  knew  that  lexie  was  prone  to  a  sweet  tooth  and  she  always  liked  her  coffee.     he  hoped  she  was  in  here,  if  she  wasn’t,  he  would  keep  walking  till  he  found  her.     yet  the  moment  he  stepped  into  the  coffee  shop,  glancing  around  to  see  if  anyone  was  in  there  and  he  allowed  the  door  to  shut  behind  him  when  he  spotted  her.

𝐀  𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄  𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒  𝐎𝐍  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒,     his  heart  racing  in  his  chest  as  he  looks  at  her.     she’s  beautiful,  she  always  was  and  he  felt  whole  again  as  he  looked  at  her.     he  was  here,  right  here  with  her  and  there  was  no  where  else  he  wanted  to  be.     he  had  been  right,  she  was  waiting  for  him  and  they  would  be  together,      “     i’m  here,      ”     he  echoed,  taking  a  few  steps  towards  her,  blue  eyes  shining  with  tears  as  he  looks  at  her,      “     i  was  looking  for  you.     i  knew  you’d  find  you  eventually,      ”

#pathstaken #xx. doctor mark sloan : in character. #iii. verses : grey’s anatomy / the after. #ii. interaction : pathstaken { 003 } #death / #death mention /

[finalarchived]

marley  rose / @pathstaken​:        ❛   i’ve  kept  my  head  down  since  birth.   ❜

❛   I  kind  of  figured.   ❜        there’s  no  judgment  to  her  words;  they’re  simply  a  statement  of  fact.  jordan  can’t  say  that  she  understands  per  se  —  for  as  long  as  she  can  remember  she’s  put  herself  out  there,  finding  that  the  reward  always  outweighs  the  risk  in  most  situations,  and  even  when  it  doesn’t,  she’s  hard-pressed  to  change  her  methods.  even  when  she  entered  mckinley  high  two  years  ago  with  the  intention  of  keeping  a  low  profile  and  flying  below  the  radar  for  the  sake  of  her  own  sanity,  it  hadn’t  lasted  long,  and  thank  god  it  didn’t.  a  soft  smile  curves  onto  her  lips  as  she  takes  up  space  in  the  empty  seat  next  to  marley  at  the  piano,  taking  it  upon  herself  to  tilt  her  head  so  she  invades  her  fellow  glee  clubber’s  field  of  view.

❛   and  maybe  that  worked  out  for  you  for  the  last  fifteen  years  —  but  are  you  happy  in  that  box?   ❜        it’s  a  genuine  question  as  her  fingers  tinker  softly,  idly  at  the  keys,  a  half-baked  ghost  of  a  melody  strung  together  that  will  likely  never  be  heard  again.  she  manages  to  hide  back  a  teasing  grin,  moving  to  gently  bump  shoulder  against  shoulder.        ❛   honestly,  I  think  it’s  a  little  selfish,  because  the  marley  I’ve  seen  so  far  is  a  wonderful  person  with  a  beautiful  gift  to  share,  and  I’m  too  stubborn  to  let  her  keep  hiding  away  from  everyone.   ❜

#pathstaken #PATHSTAKEN FT. MARLEY ROSE. #` * 𝒊. IN CHARACTER‚ ANSWERED . #this is so cheesy and incoherent but listen #jordan rn is just like U HAVE TALENT AND ARE GREAT! SHOW PEOPLE THAT! OWN IT!

[torrrancearch]

     —          ❛ y’know, i think if you just keep goin’ with your streams and keep your chin up, things will be perfect! all you need is a positive attitude and perseverance and your followers will see how passionate you are about what you do, and they won’t be able to resist supporting you! ❜

     @pathstaken​   .   here’s a starter deal with it

#pathstaken #✧ ·ﾟ : * . ⌠ 𝐢'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 ⌡ — influencer.

[heartbetween]

@pathstaken​ said:  ❛ extreme measures are very necessary here! ❜

❝ Is that right? ❞

     He looks at her with a mixture of amazement and wonder. Since the moment she sat down beside him that first day of classes, Emmett has been wandering near the professor’s classrooms she mentioned in the hopes of running into her again. Something about her not knowing who he is allows the tension in his shoulders to melt away and part of him feels, in a way, free.

❝ Tell me more about these extreme measures. ❞

#pathstaken #Emmett Richmond ｡ﾟ answered #Elle Woods ｡ﾟ pathstaken #during the time before she finds out he's actually part of a practice? yes pls #need more of them 'randomly' running into each other #a.k.a. him purposefully showing up in places he thinks she'll be

[strngher-archived]

@pathstaken​ sent : ✋   -  a  starter  where  my  muse  traces  your   muse’s  scars. ( steve & nancy )

◤✦ 𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘 & 𝗨𝗡𝗨𝗦𝗨𝗔𝗟 ✦◢                 how  long  had  it  been  since  they’d  had  a  chance  to  breathe ?  had  it  really  only  been  a  week  since  she’d  gotten  tangled  up  with  steve  harrington  and  the  whole  world  went  to  shit ?  it  felt  like  years  had  passed ...  felt  like  she’d  aged  a  hundred  decades  while  her  body  was  stuck  at  a  standstill .  a  week  ago ...  well ,  a  week  ago  barb  was  still  alive .  a  week  ago ,  the  only  thing  she  had  to  worry  about  was  her  parents  finding  out  that  she  was  having  sex .  and  even  that  wasn’t  much  of  a  worry ,  was  it ?  but  now ...  now  she  had  to  worry  about  things  that  lurked  in  the  shadows ,  about  keeping  government  secrets ,  about  them  changing  their  mind  and  deciding  to  get  rid  of  any  witnesses .  why  couldn’t  she  go  back  to  being  a  normal  teenager ?

she  had  been  agonizing  over  those  thoughts  while  she  stared  at  a  stack  of  blank  notebook  paper  on  her  desk .  she  should  have  been  writing  a  paper  but  she  couldn’t  bring  herself  to  focus .  she  was  so  lost  in  her  own  thoughts  that  she  didn’t  even  hear  her  window  open ,  didn’t  know  anyone  was  there  until  steve  was  whispering  her  name .  a  slight  jump  and  shoulders  tightened  as  she  turned  in  her  chair  to  look  at  him .  ❝ shit ,  steve ! ❞  a  frustrated  huff  of  breath  even  as  she  stood  to  move  towards  him  and  slip  her  arms  around  his  middle  to  bury  her  face  in  his  chest  for  a  long  moment ,  voice  muffled  against  the  fabric  of  his  shirt .  ❝ how’d  you  know  i  needed  you ? ❞

a  pause ...  quiet  as  she  looked  up  at  him ,  eyes  tracing  his  face  to  land  on  a  small scar  forming  by  his  eyebrow .  that  had  been  her  fault ,  hadn’t  it ?  she  hadn’t  even  stopped  long  enough  to  apologize ,  to  explain  what  had  happened  with  jonathan .  she  should  have  told  him ,  should  have  explained  before  everything  got  so  messed  up .  she  pulled  one  arm  from  around  him ,  hand  lifting  so  that  fingers  could  trace  the  marred  skin .  ❝ i  didn’t  realize  he’d  hit  you  so  hard .  i  thought  tommy  would’ve  pulled  him  off  of  you . ❞  a  frown .  ❝ i’m  sorry ,  y’know ? ❞     

#♛ ･ﾟ: * NANCY | PATHSTAKEN + STEVE 001 ↳ ι wanт тo ғιnιѕн wнaт we ѕтarтed #♛ ･ﾟ: * NANCY | THREADS ↳ ι wanт тo ғιnιѕн wнaт we ѕтarтed #pathstaken

[hestands]

@pathstaken​:  ‘  why  do  you  hate  me?  ’ ( from jon :)))))) )

“You mistake my feelings for hate, my king,” Jorah spoke from where he stood in the hall, hands folded in front of him. It was just them. The king having since dismissed everyone else so that it could be them alone to discuss their thoughts. His cold blue eyes watched the young king where he sat, letting the words he’d spoken settle between them momentarily. He drew in a breath and spoke again, “I hold concern towards this split of power and what it could mean for the future of the Seven Realms.” 

I lack trust in you is what he wished to say, but he knew it would be ill-advised to speak such words while in the northern king’s land. It would also be ill-advised to admit them to his queen as she had much trust in the King. So he would keep that to himself. Would keep his concerns on whether they should really trust a duel ruling. He could touch on it some, but he wouldn’t get into it fully. It wasn’t his place to speak on it. He was Lord Commander of the Queensguard... not her Hand or even a whisper in her ear.

“But it isn’t my place to speak on it,” he gave a small bow of his head, “I apologize if I have offended you.”

#pathstaken #► ･ﾟ: * INTERACTION #► ･ﾟ: * ARC AU 001 ↳ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ sᴛᴀɴᴅ

[shoreabove-moved]

@pathstaken​ // s.c.

                   ❛ come over here so i can see that you’re alright. ❜

#pathstaken #𝐫𝐛. i’m rachel berry and i’ll be singing... ────── rachel interaction. #𝐫𝐛. this is our home now. ────── rachel: nyada. #𝐫𝐛. the show’s gotta go all over the place. ────── rachel feat. finn. #:~) i luv to be sad abt finchel every single day of my life #thank u for blessin me like this

[rogerrcoyle]

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#changedwithin lightshines darknessruled emptysoul pathstaken lifejourney poem poetry poet quietthoughts reflections lostinwords

[cultrunaway-arc]

♡･ﾟ: *   make your muse as an rpg character  !  

tagged by:   stolen  from  @zagubionywilk ! tagging:   @cultdied ,  @pathstaken  ( heather ) ,  @naivefrenzy ,  @etherealbound ,  @hermarks ,  @hisflaws ,  @maskeraide  ( alistair ! ) ,  @deputyclank ,  @freakfink ,  @synthtics ,  @  anyone  who  wants !  

#♰ ･ﾟ: * DASH GAME ↳ тoo cloѕe ғor coмғorт вυт тoo ғar тo тoυcн noтнιng'ѕ cнanged #this is so fucking cute

[ahstronomiesmoving]

          one   foot   rest   on   top   of   the   pedal   ,   the   other   is   tapping   its   heel   lightly   against   the   kickstand   ,    not   hard   enough   to   push   it   up   yet   .   cooper’s   now   sitting   on   top   the   bike   handle   bars   ,   her   hands   twisting   the   rubber   grips   .   “     okay   ,   so   i   can   sorta   see   over   your   shoulder   ,   but   you’re   gonna   have   to   do   the   directing   .      ”     addy   laughs   ,   sporting   a   smile   she’s   only   had   for   the   last   few   months   .     “     you   ready   ,   cooper     ?     ”          /          @pathstaken​

#listen it was too cute for me not to make this the starter for them #pathstaken #addy prentiss ... ιn cнaracтer.

[chrmatiica-moved]

@pathstaken​ ; steve  :      ‘ huh - uh  .  .  .  that  was  . .  .  that  was  rough, ’  /  meme ; accepting.

"      𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇  𝐈𝐒  𝐏𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐈𝐓  𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐋𝐘      .      .      .     are  you  sure  you’re  okay?     i  wouldn’t  blame  you  if  you  were  fucked  up  about  this,      ”     robin  asked,  making  sure  to  keep  her  distance  from  him  but  still  sitting  across  from  him,  hoping  that  she  was  enough  to  keep  him  calm  and  stop  him  from  doing  something  really  stupid.     she  hadn’t  quite  processed  how  she  really  felt  about  what  had  just  happened.     it  had  been  a  lot  to  think  about  since  the  savior  ambush,  since  the  deaths  of  abraham  and  glenn,  that  they  hadn’t  been  prepared  for  what  would  happen  when  the  saviors  came  to  collect.     or  that  negan  was  the  big  bad  leader  that  they  had  heard  so  much  about.     the  person  who  had  been  like  a  father  to  steve,  the  man  who  had  made  sure  they  got  out  of  their  hometown  alive  and  safe,  the  husband  to  lucille,  the  man  they  had  longed  believe  to  be  dead.     turns  out  he  wasn’t  dead,  he  was  very  much  alive  and  he  was  determined  to  make  their  lives  a  living  hell.     it  would  be  no  surprise  to  her  if  steve  was  a  mess,  she  just  didn’t  want  him  to  do  anything  stupid  and  get  himself  killed.     she  didn’t  even  know  if  he  knew  about  lucille  being  taken  by  negan.     robin  just  wanted  to  make  sure  that  he  was  okay  before  she  went  to  check  on  carol  and  tilly,      “     talk  to  me,  steve.     i  need  you  to  use  those  words  and  tell  me  how  you  feel  ‘cause  i’m  scared  you’re  gonna  do  some  dumb  shit  if  i  leave  you  alone,      ”

#pathstaken #i. ic : answered. #iii. verses : the walking dead au. #xxxii. robin buckley : in character.

[finalarchived]

steve  harrington / @pathstaken​:        ❛   let’s  party  like  we’re  fucking  pornstars!   ❜

the  first  observation  jordan  makes  when  she  sets  foot  into  the  carmichael  residence  is  that  the  entire  town  has  flocked  to  its  open  doors  to  guzzle  down  every  last  drop  of  liquor  that  roane  county  had  to  offer.  hyperbole?  perhaps     —     but  there’s  some  truth  to  it  as  she  bumps  shoulders  with  people  she  vaguely  recognizes  from  homeroom  or  world  history  or  that  one  basketball  game  she  went  to  three  months  ago  when  that  was  the  fun  thing  to  do  on  a  friday  night.  for  a  moment  she  feels  a  little  out  of  place,  a  microscopic  fish  in  a  small  pond;  and  still  she  holds  her  head  high  as  she’s  inadvertently  corralled  toward  the  kitchen  where  it  seems  to  be  a  little  more  calm.  

she’s  browsing  her  options  ( beer,  beer,  more  beer,  the  keg,  and  the  communal  punch  bowl  that  is  undoubtedly  full  of  six  different  varieties  of  liquor  that  promised  a  quick  blackout  and  a  raging  hangover  the  next  morning )  when  one  of  the  drunken  masses  comes  in  for  a  refill,  announcing  his  presence  with  a  bold  proclamation  if  she’s  ever  heard  one.  attention  is  grabbed  immediately  and  the  laugh  that  slips  out  of  her  is  ( mostly )  pleasant  as  she  shoots  her  fellow  party-goer  a  glance,  eyebrow  arching,  once-over  quick.  yeah,  he’s  toasted.        ❛   looks  like  you’re  already  halfway  there,  champ.   ❜        tease  is  gentle  as  she  turns  back  to  her  options,  resigned  sigh  swallowed  in  her  throat  as  she  takes  a  step  toward  the  keg.  ah,  what  the  hell.        ❛   what’s  your  secret?   ❜

#pathstaken #PATHSTAKEN FT. STEVE HARRINGTON. #` * 𝒊. IN CHARACTER‚ ANSWERED . #she's gonna end up holding his hair back while he hurls into a toilet and i kind of love that okay #but also /steven/ pls

[torrrancearch]

     —          ❛ look around! we are IN hades! ❜ 

     @pathstaken​   .   canon dialogue starter call

#4 ethan !!!!! #pathstaken #✧ ·ﾟ : * . ⌠ 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐬 ⌡ — hatchetfield.

[strngher-archived]

Freeze! You’re under arrest for being so lovely. Copy this message to 10 other blogs that you think are beautiful and deserve it. Keep the game going and make others feel beautiful!!! 💕💕

this  is  so  sweet ! thank  you  so  much  for  this !

i’m ...  embarrassingly  out  of  asks  so  i’m  going  to  tag  some  people  who  have  made  my  week  pretty  awesome <3 @maskeraide ,  @ssystemerrorr ,  @pathstaken ,  @trshmouth ,  @dirtyblade ,  @nightstalk ,  @chaoshailed ,  @fuckingvictus ,  @wkeup ,  @wonderouswatoomb

#♛ ･ﾟ: * SAVED ↳ aѕĸ мe aвoυт мy ғavorιтe crypтιd #extraordincry

[hestands]

𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀 𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘.

NEPTUNE

you've been hurt, deeply. you're scared to make connections again after all that's happened, and you have a hard time believing people genuinely care about you. you tend to be a LONER, struggling to fit in with acquaintances, and you probably feel like you're socially awkward. you're probably involved with various forms of art, music, or dance. you have detailed dreams and may be in touch with your spiritual side; the EARTH is your HOME and you feel most at peace in nature. your friend groups tend to be small, you don't interact with many people. though you've been hurt, you know that you still believe in the KINDNESS OF HUMANITY. in the past or present, you feel like you HAVEN’T BEEN LOVED the way you should be. despite all this, you are one hell of a light. the things you make are truly beautiful, and you are trying your best. you should be proud. allow yourself to be adored the way you deserve. i love you.

tagged: @stovmborn​ ( thank you! ) tagging: @sheconquers , @pathstaken ( Jon! ) , @heartbetween ( Sansa! ) , @thesellsword , @ardereanimarum ( Viserys! ) , and you!

#► ･ﾟ: * DASH GAME #► ･ﾟ: * AESTHETIC #wowee okay