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predictablyrash replied to your post “Quietly glares at, "so do tell us, assassin. Do you enjoy being tied up, strung up by your ankles and having your feet tickled with feathers? Or perhaps you oh so enjoy having a whip to your back? Oh... or perhaps hot wax and feathers to make you look like the birds you oh-so-enjoy?”
"Oh... get a /room/."
"Are you volunteering yours, my dear?"
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-I Fought With You Once Upon A Dream-
He could feel their breath on his neck, their shadows darkening his vision as he ran, desperate to escape them. Every step was slow and labored, as if his boots were sticking more and more to the ground as he kept moving forward, but to stop would be to die. He could never escape it seemed, the darkness closing in around him and forming a maze within mere seconds.
This was a nightmare (Hans could rationally figure that out) but still he felt like a little child again as the shadows started looming over him again. Swiftly he turned a corner, only to stop with alarm at the dead end. He turned on heel but it was too late. They had him trapped.
With a enraged growl Hans drew his sword, but it's weight seemed to increase as he held it out, pointed in the face of these dark manifestations, these bloody shadows of his very own brothers.
"I will NOT die without a fight!" he screamed at them as they closed in, their jeering faces and laughter making the hair on the back of Hans' neck raise. With a roar he charged in, hoping to God or whatever divine force was out there that he would wake up soon.
predictablyrash;
"Such a marvelous day, isn't it? The current is exceptionally mild, and no accidents have happened."
predictablyrash reblogged your post:The worst has happened...
change the /search/ in the address bar to /tagged/
[I already knew that, and it doesn't do shit. The crap still shows up because tumblr is stupid and doesn't just look for the tag "Jack of Blades" but also finds things tagged as "Jack" and "Blade" or "Blades". Thanks for the help, but there's really nothing that can be done.]
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//izzi. izzi help. look at charles and emma look at them
