doctorismeriapetro asked:

“Why are your knuckles bruised?” (Adam angst bc i am trash)


 & suddenly he couldn’t meet Issy’s eyes & instead looked down at his hand where the bruises upon his knuckles contrasted against his flesh. With everything that she already knew about him & the fact that she clearly despised what he did, Adam didn’t know how to admit that he did something else that he knew she’d hate to hear. 

Green eyes that finally met the blonde’s were wary & it was evident that his answer wasn’t going to be a good one. Or anything that would follow since an injury like that couldn’t come from hitting something accidentally. “Issy, I..” Trailing off, he adverted his eyes again while contemplating the best way to finish his response. “I was reckless, know, bruises heal. & this one will too..within time anyway. It’s nothing to worry yourself over, really.” He was rambling, except there was nothing he could do to prevent the multitude of words from spilling free.


I saw this on Twitter today and…UMMM!?!?!


Happening Now (10.13.14): Thousands of students from SLU join Ferguson and Shaw protesters, in solidarity with their fight for justice for victims of police brutality. This is a movement in action. #staywoke #fergusonoctober

I’m literally ugly sobbing right now. Had to pull over just to put this post together. More to come when I get back to Florida. SUPPORT INDEPENDENT MEDIA!!!

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  « It simply isn’t an adventure worth telling if there aren’t any dragons »  - J.R.R. Tolkien