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The beast will C R A W L this earth, Then FALL in the dirt to feed the crows. They’ll rip apart his FLESH, Till all that’s left is GLORIOUS BONE.

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The beast will C R A W L this earth, Then FALL in the dirt to feed the crows. They’ll rip apart his FLESH, Till all that’s left is GLORIOUS BONE.

#shameless self promo #the 100 rp #bellamy blake rp

atlascursed

The beast will C R A W L this earth, Then FALL in the dirt to feed the crows. They’ll rip apart his FLESH, Till all that’s left is GLORIOUS BONE.

#shameless self promo #shiny new bellamy guys look i finally did it #follow it up and thread with me yo #the 100 rp #bellamy blake rp

|| bobbi ||

“What a fucking cop out, Langdon.” The blonde rolled her eyes though they were drawn back to his face at the appearance of those dimples. She’d forgotten just how prominent they were when he smiled fully. Her brow arched. Had she left clothing there? Or were they more of Tate’s to sleep in? Either way, she was happy to know that at least one person had been hoping she’d come back. “Thank you Moira–” Bobbi called out into the house happily. “It’s an app that sounds stupid at first but is incredibly addictive. Actually– That accurately describes most apps now that I think about it.”

Tate's dark eyes rolled at her comment before scoffing at her thank you to red. of course they were his own clothes. the girl was very careful not to leave her own things behind given that this place still had possible buyers coming in and out every once and a while. but if she ever did however, tate always found them himself or at least moira did and they did damn well with hiding it along with the rest of their own possesions within the house. he nodded through at her explanation, most of it clearly not getting to him so he could understand but even still he made an effort to pretend that he did. ❛ right- okay. apps...sure. what's so addictive about it exactly? ❜

|| bobbi ||

The scotch was set down on the island in the kitchen just before she went to open up the fridge. The loud ringtone had her popping her head around the door to watch as he struggled to shut it off. Laughing all the while. Naturally. “Piece of cake, huh?” What made her grin widen as he answered was the fact that he hadn’t denied missing her. Good. It was nice to know she wasn’t the only one. “So you did miss me. Aww. Well now you can text me. Or call or send a snapchat when it gets too unbearable.” Her smile softened as Tate mentioned the other ghosts. Well, the ones she knew, anyway. “I missed her too.” Bobbi settled her chin in her hand as she sat herself down on a stool and watched the blond boy. “Bubbi? You know what. I’ve had worse.” Plus it was Beau and he was the sweetest person she’d ever met.

❛ Yeah, yeah don't let it go to your head. i refuse to either confirm or deny that i missed you. ❜ he chuckled a bit, letting those dimples of his press into his features. ❛ you should find some fresh clothes in the room upstairs in case you wanted to stay. little red didn't leave any food out this time though because she didn't know when you'd be back. ❜ but that was when he finally looked at her again with his head tilted slightly. ❛ what the fuck is snapchat? ❜

|| bobbi ||

Her smile never faltered as she watched him take the phone from her and try a few things out. Bobbi would never, ever, say it out loud; but it was adorable. Taking the bottle of scotch from him so he could use both hands, she nodded. “It does a hell of a lot more than that, but I figured we’d start with the basics.” The device itself was pretty intuitive to use, but for someone that had barely even held one, she imagined things could get a little confusing. “And you look like one,” she teased in return. “How’s Beau? And Moira? Have they been missing me as much as you have?” The blonde asked, taking a quick sip of the scotch and moving deeper into the house.

❛ Pshh- please. i don't need basics. this shit is a piece of cake. ❜ his eyes rolled for a moment while bobbi got up and continued through the house, but all that pride in him was quickly washed away when he had been pressing too much with his finger and ended up going into a screen that was beyond him to understand. one more press and a ringtone started playing which made him flinch from the sudden loud noise. ❛ fuck!- what the shit! ❜ he made a sort of face at the screen before pressing the home button again and finally tipping his head to answer her. ❛ oh believe me, moira has missed you. you're the only person she actually enjoys doting on in this place. as for beau... he's asked about you at least a couple times. you're name is bubbi now, by the way. ❜

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|| bobbi ||

“I am well aware that you’re dead, Tater Tot.” Bobbi was laughing softly as she continued to look for his gift. Clearly she had packed in a hurry. “But this present will be useful– There it is,” she murmured triumphantly, pulling out her old SHIELD phone– designed by Stark, of course– as well as the charger and other accessories. Their tech had been upgraded while she was at HQ and instead of trashing the old one, she wiped the memory and brought it for him. “Here. Just in case you miss me. Or want to download music…watch videos…whatever.” Bobbi was already planning to give him a tour of the Academy while on facetime when she left L.A. She held it out to him wondering if he remembered going through her phone the first time they’d met.

His dark eyes rolled, taking a long drink from the bottle as he waited patiently for her to dig out what she had been looking for. when she finally had a curious eyebrow raised as his gaze flickered from her to the phone, finally taking the phone into his hand and pressing the volume buttons a couple times before finally finding the power button. ❛ you're telling me you can do all of that on this thing? how do your people even have braincells anymore? ❜ he laughed at her words, but not in a mocking way. actually he was quite thankful because it would at least give him something to do than sit in a dark corner of the house or on the roof all day with nothing but a cigarette in his hand. Tate did his best to follow the instructions on the screen to open it to the home page, making his eyebrows only push together again in a mix of confusion and concentration. ❛ I feel like a fucking caveman discovering fire for the first time. ❜

|| Bobbi ||

“And that’s why I brought everything I owed you, plus interest,” she laughed and took off her sunglasses. Bobbi hadn’t been counting the months. It was easy to lose track of time when she was working. Her eyebrows lifted as he kissed her cheek, not having expected the sudden affection. Maybe that was why she’d missed him. The unexpected. His next question made her roll her eyes, though she was still smiling. “Are you asking so you can make fun of me or because you actually care?” The blonde teased before remembering she had something else for Tate. “Oh! I brought you something else too–” Bobbi swung her bag off her shoulder and began to rummage through it.

❛ For all you know it could be both. either way i'm mostly going to make fun of you so it doesn't really matter. ❜ tate had definitely come to enjoy the girl's company ever since they'd first met. he didn't have many friends so when Bobbi came around his eternal hell became just a little bit less unbearable for a short while. the blonde had picked out a fresh bottle of scotch from the box and began to open it while she spoke, making him shake his head once more. ❛ bobble head, you do realize i'm dead right? all these presents you're giving me won't be going to very good use. ❜

|| bobbi ||

Ah. The dulcet tones of one Tate Langdon. Why had she missed him again? “Why the hell would I buy a place that would drive me crazy until I killed myself– Unless of course one of the tenants got to it first?” She set the big– heavy– box down in the foyer with a sigh before straightening up and grinning at him. “It’s nice to see you too by the way. And look! I’ve come to repay my debt.” It was to replace all the booze she’d had the last time. Plus extra.

The boy had opened his mouth to answer her question but became easily distracted by the box and the noise it made when it had been set down. dark eyes widened before that charming grin did as he shook his head. ❛ well it's about damn time. you're late by how many months exactly? ❜ a chuckle came out before tate placed a brief kiss to the girl's cheek- wasting no time to bend down and open the box to see the beauty inside. ❛ so tell me- how many times did you almost die this time while you were gone? ❜

#hot diggity damn

|| Bobbi ||

❛ -So are you actually going to buy this place? or is it just going to be you visiting every once and a while to play squatter. ❜ sure tate hadn't seen the girl in what felt like at least a couple months, but that certainly wouldn't stop him from giving her shit almost immidiately. it was his way of greeting after all.