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Brechen

valentineluciferum:

I have just remade/rebooted my Doctor Who OC, Brechen. If you are interested follow him. ❤❤

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adlerthetattler said:
♔ [runs about]

adlerthetattler:

the-knife-with-an-edge:

the-knife-with-an-edge:

"Is that my shirt?
      - My only shirt that isn’t covered in someone else’s blood?” 
  He questioned Lacey, who was wearing his black shirt.
  Bolest tilted his head at her, looking her up and down a few times. 
  “A few sizes too big…looks good on you though.” 
   He muttered raising his eyebrows, Bolest looked down at 
   himself and then back at her, realising he was in fact still 
   shirtless…
   
     ”Looks like I won’t be wearing a shirt then.” 
 
 image

 

He let out a mock gasp as she moved back. 
  Suddenly he was in front of her again, moving her back in till she was against the wall. 
      “I think the sheets look better with you on them love.” He whispered in her ear, strong arms trapping her. 

Lacey giggled when she was pinned back suddenly
  (though she absolutely hates that word— giggle).
    Still quite amused, she tilted her head and asked, 
      “Would the sheets look as good on me with them if I was wearing a turtle-neck and jeans?” 

"You’d make anything look good, although I’d rather them on the floor than on you…" Came his mutter, pressing himself against her. As he brushed his nose against her neck.

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wrpalmer:

Send “✆” for a morning text.
Send “✉” for a text that wasn’t sent.
Send “☎” for a rushed text.
Send “⁇” for a drunk text.
Send “✿” for a suggestive text. 
Send “ø” for a late night text.
Send “✘” for a hateful text.

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the-knife-with-an-edge said:
"Look at me. Just look at me and stay awake. Can you do that?"

adlerthetattler:

the-knife-with-an-edge:

adlerthetattler:

Lacey nodded slowly and mumbled, “Mhmm….” turning her head and closing her eyes. 

 

She wasn’t listening to him, in turn to her response he shrugged lightly. Looking down at her he began manipulating her mind to sleep, doing exactly what he did when she was sick. Knowing that in her state it wouldn’t take long for the manipulation to take effect. 

Lacey didn’t realize what he was doing until it was too late. 
  Her brows managed to furrow in irritation before she was out like a light, limp in his arms. In order for her body to heal itself, she’d be down for a long time once more. 

He got up, holding on to her tighter. Walking into his bedroom and placing her on his bed, placing a lingering kiss on her forehead before he headed off to take a shower. 

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Harry Potter + Colours

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Your muse walks back into the room, only to find my muse curled up into a ball, sound asleep. Upon further inspection, they find that my muse is hugging one of your character’s belongings to their chest. What do they do?

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knowwhatyolomeans:

"I fought a killer and didn’t even smudge my makeup."

Rose Pressey

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interswagnet:

tag me in posts!!!! (◕‿◕✿)

message me!!!! (◕‿◕✿)

interact with me!!!!! (◕‿◕✿)

friendship!!!!! (◕‿◕✿)

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the-knife-with-an-edge said:
"Look at me. Just look at me and stay awake. Can you do that?"

adlerthetattler:

the-knife-with-an-edge:

adlerthetattler:

Lacey nodded slowly and mumbled, “Mhmm….” turning her head and closing her eyes. 

 

He looked down at her, raising an eyebrow. 
  “I’m not entirely sure you’re entitled to ask that question.” 
  He could see that she needed to sleep, he could live without it longer than her - plus he wasn’t the one who’d been shot. Pale fingers creeped up to the side of her temple, resting it in place. If she wouldn’t sleep, he’d make her. 
        “Sleep.” 
              Was all he said. 

Lacey frowned at his response, shaking her head. 
 ”I’m entitled,” she insisted. “I don’t want to worry about you. It would make sleeping more difficult.” 
While she was sure if he had been hurt during their little escapade that it would have healed, she was still concerned. 

She wasn’t listening to him, in turn to her response he shrugged lightly. Looking down at her he began manipulating her mind to sleep, doing exactly what he did when she was sick. Knowing that in her state it wouldn’t take long for the manipulation to take effect. 

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SEND ME ONE FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION

thealpharps:

"Are you breaking up with me?"
"Are you having nightmares again?"
"Anything you want to say?"
"Apparently, I need to grow a mustache."
"Balloons? Really?"
"Be quiet!"
"But what if we get caught?"
"Can you not?"
"Care to tell me what’s going on?"
"Come find me."
"Did you even love me?"
"Did you ever stop to think about how I feel?"
"Don’t look at me like that."
"Don’t touch me."
"Do you love him/her?"
"Do you love me?"
"Everyone leaves."
"Eviction notice. It’s an eviction notice." 
"Fine, I’ll go."
"Finally!"
"Fight me for it."
"Fuck it."
"Get away from me."
"Gotcha!"
"How high are you?"
"How did you get here?"
"I bought a goat."
"If what we had was real, how could you be fine?"
"I get that you wanted to come up with the plan, but your plan is stupid."
"I hate you."
"I’ll bet you a dollar."
"I said that I’m in love with you."
"I think I’m pregnant."
"I’m going to kill you."
"I’m not eating that."
"Is that a chicken?"
"It’s not that I think your cooking is bad! It’s just … Not that good."
"Jokes on me, huh?"
"Just friends?"
"Just let me go."
"Just tell me the truth!" 
"Kiss me."
"Kicking someone is not a form of romance."
"Let me explain."
"Listen, it was a completely innocent gesture."
"Maybe you should go."
"Maybe fuck you will be our always."
"May need you to bail me out of jail."
"Miss you."
"No. The answer is no."
"Not drunk enough for this."
"Never, ever doing that again."
"Okay, I know this looks bad…"
"Please don’t."
"Please stop talking."
"Personally, I’d rather make out with a cactus."
"Quick, I need you to bring me a bottle of bleach."
"Quiet! Someone’s going to hear."
"Quit being annoying."
"Really, where were you?"
"Right. Of course it’s my fault."
"Silly of me to think you actually cared."
"Simple? Brushing my teeth is simple. This? This is not simple."
"So… How’s the weather?"
"Tell me you didn’t steal someones dog."
"There’s something wrong with you."
"This definitely isn’t what it looks like."
"Us? There is no us."
"Unable to process the stupidity of what you just said. Sorry."
"Unfortunately, she/he said no." 
"Very cute."
"We can’t do this."
"Was it just a lie?"
"Wait, what did you just say?"
"Wait! Hold on!" 
"Who the hell is passed out in the driveway?"
"What the hell?"
"Why are you naked?"
"Why is there silly string everywhere?"
"Why is there a frozen turkey in the bathtub?" 
"Without you, I’m lost."
"X-Rays? What the hell did you do and why didn’t you tell me?"
"You broke up with me. There’s nothing left between us anymore."
"You’re leaving? But it’s taco night…"
"Zebras have nothing to do with this conversation."
"Zelda is more important right now." 

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Introduce your muse.

Name: Bolest
Age: 60 +
Height: 5’1
Eye Color: Green (flecks of brown) 
Hair Color: Platinum Blonde 
Sexual Orientation: Demisexual/Pansexual
Species: Human plus 
Nationality: None unidentifiable 
Allergies: None 
Fears:  Loneliness, Being found out
Relationship Status: Multiverse 

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i am ruination

"I was a living star. I was combustion. I was a new sun born to shatter air and eat the earth. I am ruination." listen ]

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■ music;  

I dodge the blast,
    and apologize for
     
 collateral
       D A M A G E

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adlerthetattler said:
♔ [runs about]

adlerthetattler:

the-knife-with-an-edge:

adlerthetattler:

the-knife-with-an-edge:

the-knife-with-an-edge:

"Is that my shirt?
      - My only shirt that isn’t covered in someone else’s blood?” 
  He questioned Lacey, who was wearing his black shirt.
  Bolest tilted his head at her, looking her up and down a few times. 
  “A few sizes too big…looks good on you though.” 
   He muttered raising his eyebrows, Bolest looked down at 
   himself and then back at her, realising he was in fact still 
   shirtless…
   
     ”Looks like I won’t be wearing a shirt then.” 
 
 image

 

He looked down at her from the table, before sliding off and walking back up to her. “Are you really sure it’s words you need?” The blonde inquired smugly, letting his hands rest on her waist. 
                  “Because I think you want something else.” 

Lacey gnawed at her lip playfully, 
 crossing her hands behind her back as she looked up at him with a tilted head.
   ”Oh yeah?” Lacey mumbled, moving to her tip-toes so her face was closer to level with his. Lips inches away, she asked, “What might that be?”

"Me." He stated confidently, his hands moving toward her back. 
     Pulling her in closer, so their lips barely grazed each other.

She smiled against his lips, moving closer before suddenly wriggling herself out of his arms and taking a few, long strides back so she was several feet away now. 
  “But I like the shirt,” Lacey pouted, swaying slightly as she gripped on to the edge of it. 

He let out a mock gasp as she moved back. 
  Suddenly he was in front of her again, moving her back in till she was against the wall. 
      “I think the sheets look better with you on them love.” He whispered in her ear, strong arms trapping her. 

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Do I Wanna Know
Artic Monkeys
AM
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