a spider bit you? that’s cute. a dragon coughed on me.
superhero!quentyn at some point, probably (via mudprince)
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a spider bit you? that’s cute. a dragon coughed on me.
superhero!quentyn at some point, probably (via mudprince)

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Cute Starters
“I’m glad your home.” “How was work?” “Did you have fun tonight?” “Get back in bed.” “Hey, I have a cold sore! Don’t kiss me!” “My favorite character died…” “What’s your favorite flower?” “I’m baking a cake for us!” “Happy Anniversary, ___” “Aren’t you going to give me a kiss?” “Will you cuddle with me?” “I had a bad day.” “Can’t we just stay in bed today?” “Please?” “Don’t make me use puppy-dog eyes!” “Don’t use the puppy-dog eyes!” “Let’s watch a Disney movie together…” “Do you love me?” “Will you marry me?” “May I have this dance?” “My back still hurts. Will you rub it?” “Get up! It’s morning!” “Are you sure you’re okay?” “You look a bit tired, why don’t you just stay home today?” “I’ll take care of you.”
S O N
they had just returned to sunspear, after days and days of crossing the narrow sea. it would have been exhausting if he didn’t feel so numb. did he even feel anything at all? he was a disappointment to his father, a disappointment to dorne whose chances in a probable revolution he had significantly decreased. whatever it was he had tried, he would still go down in history as a failure. which wouldn’t bother him too much, if his father just forgave him. it was so strange to see his face again, after the longest time of being apart. he had forgotten how he looked, almost, but this wasn’t the man he had remembered whenever he read one of his letters. he had become older, not years but decades it would seem, exhausted and frail, the wheelchair being the only thing keeping him from collapsing. how could a man so powerful, so clever, be bound to a life like this, while he himself, young and strong, was nothing but a failure? a cruel joke it was, but he knew the gods were fond of that kind of japes. his father and his sister wore stern faces as his remains were brought in, but he could see the grief behind their eyes. for a son they had given up, the brother whose face they wouldn’t remember. what would he have given to meet them once again? but as a ghost that was impossible, he soon had learned, and while he would see them grieve over his charred bones, they would never know he was there.
almost a year has passed now, and i can’t say how much both my muse and i have developed & grown & learned from the awesome people around us. we have found so many friends & supporters, it’s amazing. to all te old friends: thanks for sticking with me. to the new ones: i’m so grateful i’ve got to know you. to celebrate, here’s a little giveaway.
i. mbf me ( don’t follow and the unfollow, for real who does that anymore ), ii. only reblogs count, you may like as a bookmark or something, iii. ends on this blog’s first anniversary, april 29, iv. 3-5 winners will be randomly generated to choose between: a) an icon pack of 70 icons + psd AND a url graphic b) a theme AND a url graphic c) a theme and a pack of 20 icons + psd
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mudprince
( sister )
“ Brother, you must have forgotten me by now. ”
forget her? how could he. he had been litle when his father had sent him to yronwood, but he would always remember his older sister. they had played in the water gardens, he recalled, and she had always teased him. he might have even cried for her on his departure.
“ i have not forgotten you, sister. i was six when i was sent away, old enough to remember. “

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How are there 900 of you? Like really. I’m in shock and I hit 900 yesterday so here is a little giveaway to show my love for all of you beautiful people.
1. Must be following me, incissam. 2. Reblogs count only, but you’re welcome to like it also. 3. Ends on the 24th at 8pm est. 4. 5 people will win an undetermined amount of icons. Aka I’ll make them until I feel like stopping. (Somewhere between 20-100 icons.) 5. 2 people will win icons and a text post promo banner. 6. Random generator decides the winners.
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( changedsongbird )
around here, everyone had a story, shreds of an old life they would cling to like their dearest posession there was nothing else to cling to, after all. it had somehow become a universal rite to share those shreds with someone when the state of mutual trust had been reached. ridiculously petty and insignificant as they were, those little things were what made people keep their sanity with the world around them falling to pieces. everyone was wary, everyone was mistrusting, and with that tension it was hard to confide in others, strangers despite the circumstances forcing them to work together in order to survive.
of course he had a story aswell, and someone to tell it to, and really, he wanted to tell her. this was the most intimate thing he had, though, and especially as a preferably quiet person it was a struggle to finally open his mouth. the words broke the silence and cut through the familiar tension like a knife through butter, and once he’d started hesitatingly, there was no going back. not that he’d want to he liked her, and in any other situation he’d have called her a friend.
❝ i’ve got a sister. she’s older than me. was. i don’t know. she loved to make fun of me and embarrass me in front of my friends... back in high school, at least. but she’s a caring person, passionate. when i left home she lived with my father. he’s in a wheelchair, with an illness that came far too soon for his age. i hope she takes care of him and my brother. ❞
a small, humorless chuckle escaped his lips. they were all dead now, most likely.
❝ i left home a few weeks before all this started, i was going to go on a road trip with friends. that’s why i’m here, originally i’m from the south. for most of them it meant getting drunk every night. ❞
he stopped. that had been their mistake, in the end. he tried to pick up where he’d left off, but that was it, the moment was over. embarrassedly, he turned away and fumbled around with his bagpack.
❝ a-anyways. do you have a torch? ❞
so when i hover over the x to close the recommended blogs that randomly turn up when scrolling down the dashboard, in german tumblr a little ‘get thee behind me’ appears & i think that’s hilarious
'The Originals' sentence starters.
"And the award for biggest ego goes to..."
"Are you so eager to meet your end?"
"Can I eat him?"
"Darling, we have to stop meeting like this. This is how rumours begin."
"Did you have to do that?"
"Do this one favour for me and you need never fear anyone ever again."
"Do we have any more booze?"
"Don't make promises you can't keep."
"For all I care, you can crawl back to Hell."
"Hey! Earth to you."
"Hold your tongue or I'll tear it from your gapping mouth."
"How dare you command me?"
"How long are you going to hate me?"
"I can't share my secrets with you unless we trust each other."
"I despise voicemail."
"I don't really care about what you want. Let's talk about what I want."
"I like how your mind works."
"I swear to you, the day will come when I'm not so easily subdued, and on that day, I will make you suffer."
"I was protecting you."
"I will fight for my family until my last breath."
"I will not leave you behind."
"I will systematically destroy everything they hold dear."
"I'm going to kill every last one of them."
"If I had a dollar for every mess my family has gotten me into."
"If I want something, I'll take it, and nothing – nothing will stand in my way."
"If you ever betray me, I will make sure you spend the rest of your eternal life in exquisite agony wishing for a merciful death."
"If you knew even a fraction of who I am it would break you in two."
"Is it evil to take what one wants? To satisfy hunger even if doing so will cause another's suffering?"
"Is that what you want, to be normal?"
"It just seems like you need all the friends that you can get."
"It's a little early for day drinking."
"Kill a demon today, face a devil tomorrow."
"Let's go kill them all."
"My hatred for you runs so deep it's difficult to pinpoint its origin."
"Please feel free to choke on it."
"Poppycock! I would never bite you"
"So you're having weird retro sex dreams, get over it."
"Sudden moves make me jumpy, and homicidal."
"Ten minutes ago I was fully naked."
"That wasn't me."
"That's right, you don't have any friends."
"The longer the game, the more they suffer."
"The monster in me can only be checked by the monster in you."
"There is a special place in hell for your kind."
"There is something fundamentally wrong with you."
"There's no real peace in revenge."
"This house is like a freaking swamp sauna."
"What better way to punctuate a day of peace than by killing someone."
"What have you done?!"
"What kind of monster do you take me for?"
"What makes you think I'm afraid to die?"
"What the hell are you doing, you ruthless bitch?"
"What wine goes well with treachery?"
"What's worth dying for is not love?"
"When I go after someone, I don't miss."
"Why don't you just kill me and get it over with?"
"You are the architect of your own unhappiness."
"You deserved far better than this."
"You disgust me."
"You do know you're entirely demented, don't you?"
"You don't care about me!"
"You have a warrior's heart. Perhaps I'll keep it as a souvenir."
"You relinquished your right to touch me."
"You waited too long before you came to rescue me."
"You will not break me."
"You will pay for this."
"You're gonna wish you never laid eyes on me."
"You're nothing."
"You're so hot when you're angry."
"Your dad was a dick."
a spider bit you? that's cute. a dragon coughed on me.
superhero!quentyn at some point, probably

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I Don't Want To Dance
( lonely lady )
❝ Lonely? ❞
The words almost made her laugh. ❝ I’m not lonely… I choose to be in my own company for many reasons. I do not wish to bother you with small talk. ❞ Dany shrugged, drinking from her glass again. ❝ So just… Talk.”
❝ t-talk? ❞
he really should go, he hadn’t expected it to be this hard. but of course now he had started something, how much of a fool would he be not to pull it through till the end.
❝ uh, okay, so. do you come here every day? you don’t right? i mean i don’t either but. well. what do you normally do when you’re here? ❞
Burning Match
I admit, I was afraid to love. Not just love, but to love her. For she was a stunning mystery. She carried things deep inside her that no one has yet to understand, and I, I was afraid to fail, like the others. She was the ocean and i was just a boy who loved the waves but was completely terrified to swim.
Christopher Poindexter (via bjcrke)
Jack Kerouac, Big Sur
( doomed aswell )
She couldn’t shake her unease, she knew she was too worried, he could handle himself, but she was still skeptical. Their plan wasn’t exactly what she would deem as safe, going out where those things were waiting. Waiting for them
“I know, but you’ve seen those things, are the two of us enough?”
he shrugged. frankly, this was very risky, they might both die in the attempt, but any other option would be pointless the longer they waited the more wights would assemble outside the doors, making it even more impossible to escape. no one would come to help them, at least not too soon, and gods knew how long they would survive in here without resources and the dead trying to get inside.
❝ i think we can at least try. ❞

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( stranger )
❝ i did indeed, thank you —- ❞ she pauses for a second at the title, a grin forming on her lips. ❝ i had no idea you were a prince. i’m indra. ❞
he had to keep himself from pressing his lips together. of course. no one did. ❝ the eldest son of dorne’s ruler. a pleasure to make your acquaintance, lady indra. ❞
(by Chelsea Smith)