GRIM REAPER

DEATH thought of as a man or skeleton holding a scythe and wearing a dark cloak with a hood.

[armorytm]

ARCHIVED

i  have  moved  to  @twopips!!!

[oopsprompts]

“You talk a lot of trash for someone with such a breakable neck.”

[datatm]

                                                          [  I’m  back,  fuckers.  ]

[armorytm]

oh fuck

[armorytm]

fc3 is only $20 on steam

[armorytm]

I  WOULD  DIE  FOR  ONE  WHOLE  ASS  JASON  BRODY  OMG

[armorytm]

i  love...  a  liza

[nxtsoordinary]

“i will always have nightmares of that day. no matter how much time has passed, i will always remember. the nightmares will never allow me to forget. i will never allow myself to forget.”

— (via nixreginam-blog)

[armorytm]

jason  in  a  car  is  the  Actual  worst  thing  ever

[armorytm]

“pirate’s  cove”  what  is  this  fuckin  scooby  doo

[armorytm]

“yer starin' at me, mal. i feel yer eyes on my back.” modern mirror :3c

:3333333  /  @engineeringtm

               backside  more  like  it.  shorter  man  leans  against  the  doorframe,  arms  crossed  as  he  watches  the  other’s  movements  –  precise  and  delicate  and  ALWAYS  just  a  bit  on  edge,  (  a  gazelle  ready  to  sprint  at  the  first  sign  of  danger!  ).  a  nearly  predatory  gaze  r u n s  over  his  lover’s  body  and  a  smirk  TWISTS  his  expression  into  something  sharp  and  hungry.  weight  shifts  and  he  quietly  approaches  trip  from  behind,  an  iron  grip  wrapping  around  his  waist  –  forms  pressing  CLOSE  as  chin  rests  on  a  bare,  freckled  shoulder  and  lips  find  their  place  against  soft  flesh.

               ❛  what  about  now?  ❜  words  leave  in  a  whisper  and  calloused  hands  move  towards  slender  hips,  fingers  finding  their  holds  around  the  GROOVES  of  trip’s  pelvis  –  his  own  body  pressing  just  a  hair  closer.  chin  drops  as  mouth  ghosts  over  a  tanned  neck  and  a  gentle  hum  rumbles  in  his  chest  (  lion’s  fangs  D A N C I N G  on  prey’s  pulse  )  ❛  do  you  have  any  plans  for  the  rest  of  the  evening,  my  angel?  ❜  it’s  a  bit  of  a  loaded  question  and  malcolm  is  fully  aware  of  that  fact  –  hands  beginning  to  explore,  moving  by  their  own  accord.  he  has  an  idea  of  how  they  could  spend  their  evening,  but  input  is  ALWAYS  welcome.

[armorytm]

jesse’s  gonna  come  back  to  so  many  fuckin  messages

[melamemea]

after the damage .

a sentence collection for the warriors , those who fight and those who destroy .

“ i… i did this —”

“ i did this !?”

“ n—no , it — it wasn’t supposed to be this way! ”

“ ( name ) !!! ”

“ t—that’s… the smile… i was hoping to see… ”

“ thank you… for everything… ”

“ they are dead, don’t you get it !? you killed them! ”

“ they are all dead because of you! ”

“ don’t you dare run away !”

“ (name) … ? ”

“ i—is he/she/they…? ”

“ o—oh god, oh god w—we gotta — get you somewhere— ”

“ g—get me ou—out of here… ”

“ i can’t — feel my l–leg… ”

“ you fought well… ”

“ you did what you could. ”

“ there was no way around this. ”

“ if i had… only come sooner, then m—maybe… ”

“ they are trapped because of you! ”

“ who sent you!? ”

“ who asked for your help!? ”

“ if you had come sooner then maybe — maybe they’d be alive! ”

“ it’s — it’s all your fault. ”

“ i want—ed to do… more… “

“ no — no, please — please don’t talk… rest… ”

“ p—please ! ( name ) hang on! ”

“ don’t you DARE slip away from me now! ”

“ come on, come o—on — please!! please!! ”

“ for the lo—ve of god, (name) ! ”

“ (name) it’s… useless… “

“ h—hey… c—can y—you hear me???”

“ shhh , i’ve got you… i’ve got you… ”

“ don’t let go. ”

“ i wish… i got to see him/her/them o—one more… time… ”

“ did i… s—sav… save him/her/them… ? ”

“ hey n—now… wh—why are you crying… ? ”

“ th…ank you f… for believing in me, (name)… ”

“ this is… all… i could e—ever ask for… ”

“ i did… what i had to do… ”

“ ke—ep living on… f–for me…? ”

“ goodbye, (name)…”

“ (name), i — ”

[unloveyou]

[prophesyr]

                                            “   put the hollyweet with the blissterine  ”                                                     WRITTEN BY JOSEPH SEED. © / ©

[armorytm]

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[armorytm]

VAAS