BAD BLOOD.

ind. supernatural based oc. autoplay warning.

[devilworn]

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[captainsamerica]

[james-romanoff]

[kendaspntwd]

[devilworn]

⭐️┊ARI.

     ❝Alright, nerd. You think you’re so smart, tell me… That         constellation overhead. Eighteen stars. WHICH is it?❞

              ❛   I’m ASSUMING you’re only counting the MAIN STARS? In which case, I believe you’re referring to SCORPIUS.   Right in between Libra and Sagittarius.    Did I manage to pass your little test? Or is this just the beginning?   Fair warning, though. I did happen to work for NASA.   I’d also studied the stars during college and YEARS beforehand.  ❜

[devilworn]

♕┊MS. JAGERSSEN.

“I am named Lilijana. You may call me Ms. Jagerssen.” She didn’t mean to sound so SHARP– force of habit, a tone belonging to a commander of men. This room is cluttered with books of all kinds, dim computer screens and fluorescent lights illuminating the space growing between them. Does he think to escape her? “What a charming space.”

               ❛ A PLEASURE, Ms. Jagerssen. While it’s nice to put a name to the face, I’m afraid it doesn’t do much to answer my question. I’m only assuming that, since you’ve managed to find where I live, you’re aware of what my services entail. Or you’ve managed to torture it out of a client. I’m not sure which I’m leaning towards in my assumptions,❜ he rambles on, tucking away books in their proper places. 

     The heart beating in his chest is full of ANXIETY. Face to face interactions with clients always meant bad news. Perhaps he’d made a mistake in letting the wrong person into his inner circle. Much like the Fight Club, the Hunter community didn’t talk about Carter Hall. Body soon turns to face the woman, prying eyes fixated on her every movement, as if anticipating an attack. Another act of pure instinct has his hand reaching for a nearby blade in the most nonchalant of ways.           ❛ So, which is it? ❜

[devilworn]

♕┊UNKNOWN.

         ❛      so you uh   —   you’ve known about all this stuff for a while right   ?   ever heard of a game that’s cursed   ?   …   by the ghost of countess elizabeth bathory.      ❜

                ❛ i know my fair share about the countess and her extensive history, but i’ve never heard of any game that’s been cursed. that sounds ... dare i say? intriguing. see, i’d been under the assumption that elizabeth had been immortalized through vampirism. if what you say is true -- i should probably check my sources.  ❜

[devilworn]

♕┊TEGAN ARCHER.

                    “   Tegs?   That’s new   –––   I kinda like it.   &&  I’m pretty sure we might have to go all the way to Alaska to find snow.   I don’t mind the heat that much, personally, but I don’t mind keeping you company on your quest.   ”

                 ❛  Well, I figured we were at that point in our relationship where nicknames were acceptable. Tegs, it’ll be until something better comes along. And hey! I’m not opposed to taking a trip to Alaska, or even northern Canada. It’ll be nice to soak it all in before the weather takes a turn for the worst.  ❜

[devilworn]

♕┊UNKNOWN.

               She should have killed him, if she was to be smart about it. Facial recognition and biotechnology aside, it was men like this CARTER HALL who threatened her very existence. But she needed his services just as much as he needed to be alive, so she supposed, it would have to wait until LATER. “What is it exactly that you DO, Mr Hall?”

               Basic instinct would SCREAM for him to run in the opposite direction. The urge for survival should ignite a fight or flight response in his bones. Carter, however, out of sheer curiosity. With an air of authority, it’s easy to assume she’s someone of great IMPORTANCE. Trembling hands would hide beneath a stack of text books during their transportation to the other side of the room.       ❛ It depends entirely on who might be asking? ❜

[insomniacjess]

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[devilworn]

             ❛  Even broken in spirit as he is, no one can feel more deeply than he does the beauties of nature. The starry sky, the sea, and every sight afforded by these wonderful regions, seems still to have the power of elevating his soul from earth. Such a man has a double existence: he may suffer misery, and be overwhelmed by disappointments; yet, when he has retired into himself, he will be like a celestial spirit that has a halo around him, within whose circle no grief or folly ventures. ❜

[liiillith]

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[purplebuddhaproject]

If I breathe you in and you breathe me out, I swear we can breathe forever. I swear I’ll find summer in your winter and spring in your autumn and always, hands at the ends of your fingers, arms at the ends of your shoulders and I swear, when we run out of forever, when we run out of air, your name will be the last word that my lungs make air for.

Iain Thomas

[apoeticmythos]

i don’t feel very human anymore.

7:59 pm 4/28/15; l.m.

[yoursummerdreamz]

[bloodofelves]