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― John Milton, Paradise Lost ©
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“ And, when night darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine. ”
― John Milton, Paradise Lost ©
Ayo reposting cuz apparently something was wrong with the dash theme before. Anyway. New blog over at pcperfaces. Swing by. Have some tea. Eat some cookies. Meet my muses.
so for anyone who might care, this is how it’s gonna go. apparently, something went wrong with the way i did all of this. i don’t know if it was something i did, the way my muses were perceived or maybe they were just not interesting enough. anyhow, i’m not gonna linger on that. within the next couple of days, i’m gonna be moving over to a new blog, starting fresh. both ian and buck will be in it, as well as some of my older muses both canon and oc. i’ll put it up on the queue when it’s ready to go public, so keep an eye out for that if you’re interested.
all in all, that’s about it. i’ve tried to get people to interact with time and time again, i’ve spent more than a few hours scavenging in the tags to find new people, i’ve posted starter calls that got no attention, promos that were barely noticed, and after a while it all kind of loses its charm. so bottom line is, if you like my muses and you want to interact with them, stick around for the new blog. that’s about it.
am i about to just drop this blog and start something else? yes. am i always about to do that? also yes. does this speak of my character and my dealing with challenging tasks? maybe. do i care? nope.
keakaxsurvives replied to your post “netflix is literally my only friend, it’s confirmed, it’s canon”
rude.
*insert shook gif*
netflix is literally my only friend, it’s confirmed, it’s canon
Just wanna get that out there, to the people I haven’t replied in more than a few days, I mostly do that to threads I can’t really deliver an interesting responce to? Like I prefer to just drop a thread than send out something underwhelming or uninteresting. So if I haven’t replied in a while and you want to try something else, just hit me up and we’ll plot something good!
me when my sons are pestering me for cuddles and fluff.
JAX:
open starter // jaxon sawyer.
⚜ —— “ c’mon, darlin’. don’t you trust me? ” you shouldn’t… not really. not when he’s three whiskeys deep and with the devilish look in his eye that could spell too much trouble or too much fun. it’s the flip of a coin with him. but he grins anyways, with a slow southern drawl and an electric energy.
‘ honestly ?? not one bit. i know you, jax — and i know that look. ’ he’s still playing with that smirk on his lips, always on the edge of just giving in just for jax. but he knew him too well by now, and even though he was always packed with the best intentions, they almost always ended with one night. ian had lived some pretty wild times with jax in the past, but he was a changed man now — not really pretending to have his shit together, just not really having the time for the heartbreak. ‘ that blonde over there seems right up your alley, though — cheap. just how you like ‘em. ’
Ask me no questions, I will tell you no lies Careful what you wish for We're looking for angels in the darkest of skies Saying that we wanted more I feel like I'm falling, but I'm trying to fly Where does all the good go?
👀 stare at my muse ( ian & eddie heh )
Send a symbol for your muse to: // ACCEPTING
eddie had been popping by the bar more often than not these days and ian knew better than to complain. he’d stop by after his shift, have a quick drink and rush back home to his son. this time though, ian wasn’t expecting him. apparently he’d found this amazing new babysitter to take care of little christopher, and he could stay a little more than usual, much to ian’s dismay. all the times he’d came by before, ian was on bar duty, but this time, he had to perform. now, stagefright was never ian’s thing. he’d always get up on that stage and own it, it came off naturally. but having to perform in front of the only person ian actually cared about ?? that was a whole new level of anxiety. after probably tearing the inside of his cheeks to shreds, he finally makes it up on stage, knuckles bruising around the neck of his guitar and he starts singing, eyes involuntarily fixed on eddie smiling at him from the bar. by some god given miracle, he makes it through the entire song — and it was a pretty mushy type of song, one about love and soft touches and sparkling eyes. a topic he hadn’t been able to touch for years before meeting eddie. slouched shoulders carry him back behind the bar, his gaze avoiding that of eddie since he’d spent about three and a half minutes looking at him anyway.‘ sorry about that crap — hadn’t rehearsed it properly … ’
i mean pls just skip over this message but what’s the deal with following people but never interacting without them. im not here to build my follower count, i’m here to write with other people. and yet whatever i do is ignored. i mean, im not gonna force anyone to interact with me, but why the hell are you following me anyway? i mean. am i wrong?
anyway whatever.
¥ ( ian & eddie )
Put ¥ in my ask and my muse will rate your muse on: // ACCEPTING
Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Would they date them: YES | noFavorite thing about them: The list of things Ian really knows about Eddie falls on the short end. The first thing that pops into his mind when he thinks about Eddie though (and he does that a lot) is his smile. It’s how naturally a smile can pop, the way his whole face lights up, the crease in his eyebrows, the lines next to his eyes. Ian could spend hours just watching him smile.Least favorite thing about them: Honestly, there’s nothing Ian doesn’t love about Eddie? Maybe the only thing that could annoy him is Eddie’s constant optimism? Ian is more of a realist (pessimist, honestly) so sometimes the whole god works in mysterious ways thing can piss him off.
𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 | 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 | 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑚 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 | 𝑁𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑟 𝐴𝑠 𝐼 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 | ‘𝑇𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝐷𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑙𝑎ℎ 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑤 (♥)
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