conor byrne

indie. | pri. | fandomless oc | est. 6.15.2013

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i keep telling myself to get active on here and yet

*makes general arm wave*

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i miss @latachete & @imprcbus

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hey.

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◆ ◆   (   AN  ASSORTED  SENTENCE  STARTER  PACK. 

❝ Of course it hurts, it’s a spanking. How else would it work? ❞

❝ The only reason we die, is because we accept death as an inevitability. ❞

❝ If I knew what I was so anxious about, I wouldn’t be so anxious. ❞

❝ I am the excuse you give when you cannot follow the rules. ❞

❝ You are the shuckiest shuck faced shuck in the world! ❞

❝ I’m about as intimidating as a butterfly. ❞

❝ You and what army could possibly rescue her from my clutches? ❞

❝ You look better in my clothes than I do. ❞ 

❝ We’re searching for things we should be running from. ❞

❝ When it’s cold, I’d like to die. ❞

❝ The world is full of unrequited love. ❞

❝ Maybe love and pain are synonyms. ❞

❝ I would rather be strong at heart than strong at mind. ❞

❝ We are all just dead air. ❞

❝ Now you got us whammied with the curse of squirmy death.. ❞

❝ If it doesn’t sweat, jiggle, or pant, it’s not alive. ❞

❝ I love glitter, I’m not a quitter. ❞

❝ I have never met anyone who didn’t like gargoyles. ❞

❝ People who always arrive early aren’t worth waiting for. ❞

❝ Look up, always. Look back, never. ❞

❝ In order to do the unthinkable, do not think about it. ❞

❝ Funny how you’re dead, people starting listening. ❞

❝ I can’t save you unless you save me, too.. ❞

❝ Well, if there’s anything worse than a whore it’s a bore. ❞

❝ Nothing says work efficiency like panic mode. ❞

❝ Everything’s just fucking Disney with you. ❞

❝ I think you’re maybe reaching for something that doesn’t exist. ❞

❝ I’m so scared of commitment that I even hate stickers! ❞

❝ Kindness, motherfucker, kindness. ❞

❝ I haven’t even caught your name or your number. ❞

❝ Oh, the dilemmas of a teenage psychic. ❞

❝ Party at in my mind, you’re place sucks. ❞

❝ You want to kiss me, don’t you? ❞

❝ You could have had anything else in the world, and you asked for me. ❞

❝ Bloodthirsty little beasts. Never trust a duck. ❞

❝ I’m beginning to think I should make that the title of my autobiography. ❞

❝ Another thing I don’t want on my tombstone. ❞

❝ I’m going to try not to make an ass of myself. ❞

❝ You’re on fire. You do know that don’t you? ❞

❝ If you answered no, please exit the building. ❞

❝ You’re still mad, I can feel it through the phone. ❞

❝ If I had a dollar for every time you said that, I would be rich. ❞

❝ Murder is all around me, striking everyone except me. ❞

❝ Give me one good reason why I should believe you. ❞

❝ Since when does that mean you have to kiss my ass? ❞

❝ I’m not saying you shouldn’t have a fully loaded weapon next to you round the clock. ❞

❝ I think it’s time you flipped this little scenario in your head. ❞

❝ The road to Hell is paid with good intentions. ❞

❝ Trust starts with truth and ends with truth. ❞

❝ I will look for powdered donuts in the wilderness. ❞

❝ Love is not selective, just as the light of the sun is not selective. ❞

❝ I don’t know how to tell you what I feel. ❞

❝ I think the word for how you usually are is ‘reckless’. ❞

❝ Gratitude builds a bridge to abundance. ❞

❝ Scars are just another kind of memory. ❞

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          Hello lovelies! V. here!

Ahem. *grabs mic* Would you like your OC brought to life for everyone to see? Or perhaps you’d like your beloved canon muse shown in a different light? Well, you’re in the right place. I’d be delighted to draw your muse for you, heroes and villains alike! So why don’t you give me a poke so we can get started? :D

That’s nice V., but how do we contact you? VIA PM on here! Or an Ask! Okay cool, but how do we pay? And what are those little coins next to your prices? You can either pay cash via Paypal or, if you have a Deviantart account and some points to spare, you can send me points (that’s what those little white and orange coins are).

Nice. Do you have more examples? Yes! My Deviantart && Hentai-Foundry (ns.fw) accounts!

Alright, I’m interested, but do you have any limits? Here’s what I’ll draw and won’t draw WILL DRAW      ✩Male & Female      ✩Humanoids      ✩SFW & N/SFW (ns/fw needs to remain tasteful however, so no, I probably won’t draw your muse with three giant didos shoved up their ass)      ✩Couples      ✩Gore ✩Mild Backgrounds

WON’T DRAW      ⋆ Extensive backgrounds (unless we’ve spoken in detail about it)      ⋆ Furries      ⋆ Anime/Manga (as in, if your muse is an anime/manga character, I will draw them in my semi-realistic style)      ⋆ Mecha      ⋆ Monsters (unless they’re humanoid enough. So I probably won’t draw Cthulhu sorry!).

Okay but I have a few more questions….

Keep reading

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Benefactor :

Vault 21 had it’s own charm, an air of nostalgia that kept bringing her back for reasons she couldn’t really say. Or, maybe she just didn’t want to think about it. Still, though it wasn’t her usual haunt, she enjoyed her time there, this time more so than usual.

With the stack of chips she had steadily accumulated over a few games, it was easy to see why that was.

The dice bounced when they hit the table, and with each tumble they took the anticipation grew, choking the room. The outcome held mixed reactions, swearing from those who had placed their money on the wrong tile, and self congratulatory cheers from those who had lucked out. Friends jostled one another, moving in to collect their winnings or place more bets, which gave Victoria the chance to move against the wave.

Untouched, and unperturbed she slipped away from the table with her winnings in hand. Spotting the serving woman making her way towards another patron with what looked to be some nuka mix in hand, Victoria gently stopped her. They spoke softly, Victoria’s gaze falling on the strange soldier for just a moment. She smiled before she returned her attention to the woman. She slipped the server a handful of caps, more than enough to cover her own drink as well as the man’s.

She figured there was no harm in sharing the wealth, after all.

Content with knowing her whisky was on its way, she moved to take a seat at another small table parallel to the soldier’s. Though fairly forward in her actions, she didn’t see the harm in letting her prey come to her.

     the air froze the beads of sweat along his neck,      he ran the palm of his hand along the nape and      up into his short cropped hair, turning slightly upwards,      promises of curls if he ever let it grow out. but that was      against regulation and he was always getting wrote up      for something he did or said, especially said. being a      soldier didn’t take much brains. he wasn’t a ladder climber,      wasn’t shooting for more stars and stripes on his shoulder      or medals on his hat. he just wanted to sail through      life with a clean bed, plenty of ammo and paying off      whatever debts he owed the NCR.      in theory, that was the easiest way to do it--      but conor had a mouth on him and it got him into      more trouble than most. he USUALLY didn’t speak      maliciously, he just had opinions and felt every reason      to share them with those around him, superior officers      in particular. and opinionated soldiers didn’t make it far      in the NCR. they hadn’t managed to BEAT that independent      streak out of him yet, anyways.      the pretty blonde in the vault suit came back, shaking him      from his thoughts. she plastered the smile of a public worker      on her lips and set the tray down beside him. 

     ‘ hey-- thanks doll. lemme getcha some caps here... ‘ he began      to fish through his pockets. the first one he tried was his right      breast pocket. the packed of cigarettes crumpled audibly.      the pocket over his heart, that being the left breast,      his clip of 5.56mm for his weapon. he was technically      allowed to carry his gun on the strip but out of courtesy,      lower ranking officers offered up their weapon at the      front door of the casinos. he’d pull the mag, pocketed it      and asked the gal at the counter to tuck it away out of sight.

     ‘ don’t worry sir, you drink has been paid for. ‘      she had a sweet, slight twang to her voice.

     ‘ well now-- how about that. can i ask...? ‘ his left brow arched high.

     she pointed towards the woman he had first noticed,      the SHOWSTOPPER. the MAIN STAR of any room she walked      into and certainly this room was no exception. lips pulled in a      crooked smile. he got up from his chair, taking his drink      with a polite expression of thanks towards the waitress      and moved over toward the other table. the distance      between them short and sweet.

     ‘ hope you didn’t cheat during that game-- i’d hate for        that karma to have gotten me this drink. ‘        that CALIFORNIA BOY aura shining all around him.       ‘ nah, you look like an honest type if i ever saw one.        i appreciate the drink, ms... ? ‘

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                        ❤ from here ❤

     the moment her smooth vocals CRACKLED through      the sleepy silence, he felt his heart shutter. her voice was      low and smooth, like rolling thunder over verdant hills      during a storm, reverberates the utter stillness in his chest.      he feels his pulse push at the tips of his fingers as they      struggled to hold the fragile box still. the light reflected      wildly as his hand SHOOK and SHIVERED. he watched      her peachy lips form a single word. his mind grew fuzzy      with white noise, a filter of STATIC that buzzes and pops      and cracks.      then HER SMILE broke the spell and it was like time      rushed back to him, lifting him away from his body.      his heart fluttered in his chest, the beating of his pulse      on his eardrum.       a breathless chuckle; his eyes reflect the light as she      shines brightly.

     ‘ yea-yeah? ‘ he nods quickly in acknowledgement. ‘ really? ‘

[birdmacklin]

Pratt Movies: Zero Dark Thirty (2012)

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i love dungeons and dragons

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 🙋 Raise your hand if you’re proud of your OC regardless of the amount of attention you may or may not get or what anyone else thinks.  ✋  🙌 

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what is your tragic character flaw ?

you got: obsession

You have to hold yourself back when you fall in love because you've scared away more than a few love interests. You can't help it. You just want to surround yourself with whatever it is you love at the moment. But obsession with one thing often blinds us from all of the other enjoyments in life. When you feel the cloud of obsession forming, try stepping away for a breath of fresh air.

tagged by: i stole it tagging: @latachete // @desxderium // @archerwhiterp // @zavcdila // @corvidblade // @suburbandelusion // @ anyone one else that wants to do this

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        But I can be yours… I’ll be here for you forever…

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suburbandelusion

i have gone thru,,,, this exact feeling,,, i even have an old blog i made for her just Sitting there

she is just so,,,, good. and she went thru so much and her story was just left without an end ;_;