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you see death at his elbow , you wonder if he knows . ❝ uh . . . you after a tattoo ? ❞ soft smile spreads across features , brown eyes become full of life as you lean on the counter . anyone ever tell you you’re surrounded by ghosts ? it rests on your tongue , you swallow it away . ❝ if you want , i can show you some of my work . ❞ ╱ @ichorburn
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i know we aren’t meant to pick favourites but i don’t give a damn cause you’re my favourite : my favourite friend, my favourite writing partner, my favourite gal. you’ve been there from the start of my experience on tumblr and i can withstand the hell that tumblr is as long as i got you, my boo. you’ve always let me try new things with my writings, let me try characters and encouraged me, and i seriously love you for it. legit no lie, recently i’ve been feeling mega meh about my writing but tonight i sat down and wrote two big ass replies to you and now i’m back to being proud of my writing!! you inspire me to be a better writer, and even be a better person as well, like gorl i would be lost without ya but ya know that already ♡
i never thought i’d find a friendship like we have on this site, we speak everyday, we talk outside of tumblr, we talk to each other about problems and i just love you so much, like so so so so so much. i’m gonna stop now cause i’m stoned to the bone and i could write a book about how much i love and cherish you. okok im done. ps i love u. now im really done.
‘this is your favorite song, right?’ from klaus
the question mixes in with the starting line of the chorus of fly me to the moon, his quiet voice almost lost between frank sinatra’s modulated one. ❛ one of them, ❜ she says with a slight hum, gaze flitting from her embroidery circle to klaus and back again. perhaps it was partly because she’d been modeled after the ideal 1950s housewife, but no songs from any other era resonated with her the way tunes from the 50s did. ❛ you’re welcome to sit and listen to the rest of it with me, if you like. it’s a beautiful song, don’t you think ? ❜
different ways to say ‘i love you.’ accepting !
𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐄’𝐃 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐀𝐒 to save the world . a 𝑏𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 unknown , he lingers well aware of his brother’s pain --- but his own goals ( the greater good ) held precedence , didn’t it ? ❛ -- we didn’t choose this life , we’re just living it . ❜
@ichorburn ❤ '𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 !! for klaus !
@ichorburn ; sc.
“ -- you can have that, if you want it. i’ve got a whole box of them at home.”
her editor would probably prefer that she try to promote actual book SALES, but vanya hardly cared about the money behind her singular venture into publishing. she had released the book because it was cathartic to unload to the world everything she’d never said to her family. and in any case, no one had really cared to read it. it had been a certified flop.
“they’ve probably got boxes of them anywhere you can find it, anyway.”
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@ichorburn liked for a starter from dean winchester !
❛ c’mon, sam .. ❜ the elder brother pleaded not for the first time since the younger had signed up for the mission of completing the trials. ❛ you need to give yourself a break, get some rest - eat something. ❜ it was never going to be easy, it was why dean had chosen himself to be the one to shoulder the burden in the first place, but with choice taken from him, the responsibility had fallen to sam and dean could see his suffering.
none of you deserve me. five words was all it took, it hurt to admit to feeling anything —— but admitting it freed you. it was time to be more than a consolation prize, it was time to find a place that wasn’t by his side. new orleans, it was a party city and full of magic! a city run by vampires from what the whispers say. a demoness changes the energy unknowingly, witches become afraid, vampires hunt for the source of the darkness.
black eyes watch him as you slink through the crowd towards the king of vampires. some vampires found you, they never returned home. ❝ i hear you’re the king. ❞ venomous tongue runs over teeth, what a handsome king he was, arms press down on the bar. ❝ i also hear that your witches are afraid, ❞ a wave of your hand, moments later a drink appears. ❝ you tell the witches if they don’t fuck with me, i’ll leave them be. ❞ ╱ @ichorburn
blood red eyes lazily dance around the room, a back room at a bar with a password you had already forgotten. ❝ just the usual, danny. ❞ tongue glides along your lip, letting your gaze wander again. that’s when you see her, eyebrows shoot upwards observing her. for a woman as small as her, there was a powerful presence to her from the way she stood to the way she talked : not a woman to be fucked with. someone clears their throat, you drag your eyes from the angel. ❝ oh thanks man. ❞ hands exchange, the weight of the bag feels familiar in your hand as you slide notes into his.
you haul yourself outside, lingering around your perfectly working motorcycle. the door opens, loudly, and there she is again. you forget how to speak, how to do anything really. ❝ hey, ❞ a grin begins to form, her attention is averted to you. ❝ uh ... could i use your phone to make a call please? ❞ an excuse to speak her, any excuse you can think of! you aren’t the type to let beauty be unseen. ❝ my bike is dead, so is my phone. ❞ you grin, charming and heartbreaking. ╱ @ichorburn
