if you want to get out alive run for your life

Borderlands roleplay blog for Phelan Macdonough, former resident of Jakobs Cove, current wereskag on the run. Note: this blog is a sideblog of fereldenunderdog and so cannot follow back tracking: themoonmademedoit

[abeastsbargain-blog]

*LONG STARE* 

"All right what did he do…" 

[blinkstorm-blog]

"……I don’t remember. But it pissed me off, I know that much!"

[abeastsbargain-blog]

"... Well I suppose there's nothing to be done for it now. You hungry?" 

[abeastsbargain-blog]

*LOUD SIGHING FROM THE DESK*

"Can we maybe take out our frustrations on a training dummy next time? I’m sure Cassandra will lend you a few?" 

[blinkstorm-blog]

"Hey, it’s not my fault! Cullen was being an ass!"

[abeastsbargain-blog]

*LONG STARE* 

"All right what did he do..." 

[abeastsbargain-blog]

"Iliyaaaaa— Maker’s tits! How are we supposed to be launching operations off embers? ->-| " 

[blinkstorm-blog]

"Very carefully." :|

[abeastsbargain-blog]

*LOUD SIGHING FROM THE DESK*

"Can we maybe take out our frustrations on a training dummy next time? I'm sure Cassandra will lend you a few?" 

[blinkstorm-blog]

"…Er. Well. I’m not saying I didn’t set fire to Leliana’s hand-painted maps.”

[abeastsbargain-blog]

"Iliyaaaaa-- Maker's tits! How are we supposed to be launching operations off embers? ->-| " 

[blinkstorm-blog]

"Well… we were making plans in the war room, and words were said, and I might have accidentally set the war table on fire. Don’t worry - they’ll get over it."

[abeastsbargain-blog]

"... You're shitting me. Tell me you didn't set fire to Leliana's hand-painted maps." 

[abeastsbargain-blog]

[americansoccerjournal-blog]

@ussoccer: Back at the hotel, #USMNT defender @yedlinny does a Hurdle Lunge during his functional movement screen.

[empyreanchimera]

fereldenunderdog replied to your post:[ hey so this is an account that i have maybe i…

// *makes kisses faces luv phelan* <3

"…Why is that skag looking at me like that."

[abeastsbargain-blog]

o { } o ~<33333 

[traceurvolage-blog]

"I have part of a plan!" (themoonmademedoit)

"…How much of a plan?"

[abeastsbargain-blog]

"THERE ISN’T ENOUGH OF YE TO MAKE A DECENT MEAL YE WANKER. ->-| " 

[traceurvolage-blog]

"WH—that wasn’t an invitation, you dick!"

[abeastsbargain-blog]

"*ruckus snorting laughter* Ye should of seen the look on your face -8-DDDDDDDDDD"

[traceurvolage-blog]

"I have part of a plan!" (themoonmademedoit)

"…How much of a plan?"

[abeastsbargain-blog]

"YE DON’T EVEN FOLLOW PLANS WHEN YE MAKE ‘EM ARKADIY DON’T BE SUCH A LIAR." 

[traceurvolage-blog]

"EAT MY ASS, PHELAN."

[abeastsbargain-blog]

"THERE ISN'T ENOUGH OF YE TO MAKE A DECENT MEAL YE WANKER. ->-| " 

[traceurvolage-blog]

"I have part of a plan!" (themoonmademedoit)

"…How much of a plan?"

[abeastsbargain-blog]

"WITH YOU IT WOULD BE T’IRTEEN CUT ME SOME SLACK" 

[traceurvolage-blog]

"EXCUSE YOU. I AM WORTH AT LEAST FIFTEEN PERCENT BY MYSELF."

[abeastsbargain-blog]

"YE DON'T EVEN FOLLOW PLANS WHEN YE MAKE 'EM ARKADIY DON'T BE SUCH A LIAR." 

[traceurvolage-blog]

"I have part of a plan!" (themoonmademedoit)

"…How much of a plan?"

[abeastsbargain-blog]

"12%? -8-D" 

[traceurvolage-blog]

"THAT IS NOT A PLAN, PHELAN."

[abeastsbargain-blog]

"WITH YOU IT WOULD BE T'IRTEEN CUT ME SOME SLACK" 

[traceurvolage-blog]

"You can’t just bring some rando girl just because you have a 'plus one.'" (themoonmademedoit)

"Why not!? Are you the ‘plus one’ police now or something? Don’t judge me."

[abeastsbargain-blog]

"That's not even a girl! Arkadiy if you can't bring something at least humanoid you are gonna be dis-invited from pub night. >-:|- " 

[traceurvolage-blog]

"I have part of a plan!" (themoonmademedoit)

"…How much of a plan?"

[abeastsbargain-blog]

"12%? -8-D" 

[kondoram]

imagine your OTP just sleeping in the same bed.

no kissing, no sex, no words.

Just the sound of their relaxed breaths and just the slight touch of their hands, feeling so warm and safe sleeping next to the one they love..

Imagine that.

[lemiel14n3]

Now imagine that one of them snores

[otpprompts]

Imagine your OTP only communicating in hums, sighs and touches.

[charlesxxerik-deactivated201508]

Toothless, you’re pouting big baby boo.