( * --- EDWARD MASTERSON ) @mastersvn - Tumblr Blog

Are you terrified? Be terrified. It’s you I love.

Carol Ann Duffy, Medusa (via hellanne)

@skyler-nichols

#{ &&. musings }#{ &&. skyler }#{ &&. skyward — I wanted to be the last thing on your mind }

liamxslater:

Liam punched the punching bag, hard. Hitting it several times with one hand before stepping back and then taking a jab at it with his other hand. He shifted his feet back and forth before he made a few quick jabs again, letting out a breaths as he did so. He stepped back, put his hands up close to his face to guard it before he punched the bag with his right hand again. He paused and stepped back when he heard the gym doors open.

Liam ran a hand through his hair, forcing his breath to go back to normal as he glanced towards the customer. “What can I help you with?”

for once. In a way, he was actually starting to enjoy his life -- not enough to make him quit his relentless fight against the government, but still enough. “I was wondering if you wanted to train? You seem pretty.. fit.” He said, low. “Not train with our powers, but physical ability.” Well, he wasn’t looking for a real fight.

#{ &&. liam }

kayleighflies:

Kayleigh was wet, specifically a fell-in-the-lake wet. She stretched her out, enjoying how the breeze felt on her skin, until she noticed that she was dripping on someone. “Oh, sorry,” she apologized, tucking her arms back into herself. “I wasn’t paying attention. My bad.”

Edward approached the other flying person with a purpose -- to strike up a conversation on how she seemingly controlled her flight. However, he was met with a rather unpleasant drenching, on a small scale. “You seem happy. Are we finally getting out or something?”

mastersvn

@cassandraxdawson @jonathanlund

#{ &&. muse }#{ &&. cassandra }#{ &&. jonathan }#would this not be ed and cass talking about jon

hellanne

I’m a slave to my hatred of boredom.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via hellanne)

#{ &&. musings }

artparkinsons

mastersvn

@skyler-nichols

#{ &&. muse }#{ &&. skyler }#{ &&. skyward — I wanted to be the last thing on your mind }

midsommars-deactivated20201109

mastersvn

@skyler-nichols

#{ &&. muse }#{ &&. skyler }#{ &&. skyward — i wanted to be the last thing on your mind }

musesgonnamuse

believe me, i K N O W i’ve S U N K pretty low but whatever i’ve D O N E you D E S E R V E D i’m the B A D guy, that’s F I N E it’s no fault of M I N E & some J U S T I C E at last will be S E R V E D

#{ &&. musings }

fymodernfamily

mastersvn

@skyler-nichols

#{ &&. muse }#{ &&. skyler }#{ &&. skyward — I wanted to be the last thing on your mind }#I missed these as their muse

jwfeelings

““We don’t belong here. None of us do.” “And why is that?” “These buildings and these streets, they’re not meant for people like us.” “And what kind of people are we?” “People who have dreams bigger than this town. People who need to move out before were too sucked in to get out.””

— from a book I might write by @jwfeelings

#{ &&. musings }

multifandomaddictedfangirl

“Sometimes I wondered why she liked me or, at least, tolerated me. Why any of them did. Even I found myself annoying.”

— John Green, Turtles All The Way Down, chapter 1

#{ &&. musings }

jwfeelings

If our dreams came true, we would be legends. They keep on saying that in this part of town your dreams will only kill you. But don’t you see! We’re the lucky ones because we actually do have dreams.

from a book I might write @jwfeelings (via jwfeelings)

#{ &&. musings }

brooklynninenined

mastersvn

@jonathanlund

#{ &&. muse }#{ &&. jonathan }#please tell me this isn't them

doubled-over-in-power:

Hunters fingers had only just healed from the tournament, where he had purposely broken them to gain pain. No one had wanted to train with a guy who had broken fingers but they had healed, and he found someone willing to train with him for today.

They had just finished warming up, Hunter had pushed himself until his muscles gave him pain, kicking in his power. He gave the other a high five “Let’s do this thing, don’t hold back I can’t feel pain remember.”

Edward stretched his muscles out, preparing for his next fight against Hunter. He had to give it to the other, he could take a punch and a half. “Yeah, whatever. I get it.” He rolled his eyes, remembering his stint from the tournament. Can’t feel pain. It annoyed someone such as the redhead, someone who enjoyed causing pain to others. “You ready?”