Ryan Lancaster

[natusexlitigo-blog]

Attempting to write a female muse again is so hard.. Kill me

[natusexlitigo-blog]

@speedinglate  XXX

“Unless there’s another guy speeding around in red leather, I guess  the tittle falls to me.”

“No, the only other I have managed to see is in a yellow suit. Not exactly red, but he’s fast. Well, possibly not as fast as you, but.... yeah.”

[natusexcinis]

A roll of his eyes, “Do you want to go there?” He asked, not even bothering to answer any of her questions, “You do know, we could, and you’re not pushing me in a river. No, not now, and not ever.” However, he knew fully well that if she wanted to do so? She could and of course would, “So, what did you find out, and then we can go… wherever you want.”

[natusexlitigo-blog]

“Well, I didn’t simply say that for my... good looks.” Ryan rolled her eyes, “It’s a suggestion and one I hope you’re going to take, but if not? Well...” A chuckle escaped her lip, “I won’t hand over what I found out.” 

[iuratus-blog]

@natusexlitigo

        “So, you must be the human that my Father has been sneaking              off to see; honestly, I wouldn’t have figured you to be his type.                           You know, alive, and part of the Alliance.”

[natusexlitigo-blog]

 “Not part of the Alliance, Horde, or any other political entity.” She pointed out bluntly, “You do have a narrow mind.... don’t you? Let me guess, i’m talking to Xer’len, and not the Demon this time?”

[justthwippingawesome]

Open RP

[justthwippingawesome]

“I’m also a genius so there’s that.” Peter added, it wasn’t a complete lie. He had been the top student in his school-well one of. If he took a little time off super-heroing he’d be better in collage too.

“Pleasure to meet you, Peter Parker. Though, I guess you knew that.” He then raised an eyebrow. “Single huh? You want to ask the web slinger on a date?”

[natusexlitigo-blog]

“--- Do you honestly think I care you’re a genius.” I mean, partly she did, but with the company she usually kept around? That... honestly didn’t mean much in reality, “Either way, it’s simply to talk, and find something out. Of course, I wouldn’t exactly say a date; more of a mutual discussion that could lead into something more.”

[c-isnenegro]

[oathbrokcn]

@natusexlitigo

 “You know, Ryan. I would have thought you would have been… easier to control. Dreams can only go so far, but you’re not scared of me are you?”

[natusexlitigo-blog]

 “I’m not scared of many things.” She pointed out, “You simply don’t know me as well as you think and Dreams are almost always in control of the dreamer.” Well, most of the time at least, “You simply don’t have the talent to make me scared yet.”

[wnq-writers]

She warned me about how moody she is; she thought I’d easily leave if she showed me all her day faces, but she didn’t know how much I love the moon and all its phases.

Maram Rimawi (via wnq-writers)

[quotemadness]

Things that matter are not easy. Feelings of happiness are easy. Happiness is not. Flirting is easy. Love is not. Saying you’re friends is easy. Being friends is not.

David Levithan (via quotemadness)

[wnq-writers]

She hides it well so it’s not easy to see. But look at her smile and in the corner you’ll find the smallest hint of a sadness she can’t make disappear.

fighting-animus (via wnq-writers)

[adyson-victoria]

I knew this girl once. She was the living embodiment of a paradox. She wanted to be happy but found comfort in her sadness. She wanted to succeed in everything but at the same time saw no point in anything. She wanted to run away and she wanted to stay. She wanted her hair a thousand colors and she wanted it to be plain. She wanted to be someone who everyone loved but she ran away from the people who loved her. She wanted to have hope but she made herself hopeless. She was a human paradox. The kind of person who was never happy enough and never sad enough. She was just never what she wanted. She was a paradox in human clothing.

(via adyson-victoria)

[wnq-writers]

I don’t want to die I wanna kill what makes me dead inside

iprobablyrealllyhateyou (via wnq-writers)

[voidhowl]

@natusexlitigo

 “—- Do I scare you?” 

He asked with his head tilted for a few moments at her, if he was being honest with himself, he honestly might have scared her, but there was one thing he learned to accept with Ryan; she always seemed to be impossible to predicted. A reason why he enjoyed his time with her.

[natusexlitigo-blog]

As always, he was covered in blood; it wasn’t that hard to tell for her and while at first, she hated to see him this way, it was easier to simply get used to it. By now, the question had been asked many times; did he scare her, would she leave, and if she wanted to kill him. She always stated the same answer, it was ‘no’, and no matter what Nelko did, she always ended up sticking around for one reason or another.

“Do you want me to answer truthfully or with the Answer i’m going to give you?”

[signedxblood]

“Dear; you are a child.” and I’m a infinite being

                                                       “And no one can ALWAYS be right.”

[natusexlitigo-blog]

“---- Do you want to bet on that?” Ryan moved to rub her chin for a moment or two. “I can always be right.” In some way, “Trust me, it’s true.” 

[signedxblood]

open.

“Agreeing to disagree doesn’t make you any LESS WRONG.”

[natusexlitigo-blog]

“---- I’m ALWAYS right.” Ryan shrugged, “Agreeing to DISAGREE just proves that point.” And then she stuck her tongue out at Meph..Just like a child.

[natusexlitigo-blog]

Ryan’s #1 weakness is talking with out thinking.

[originclsin-blog]

❛ wasn’t i really just FOLLOWING god’s plan? i don’t think i should be blamed. ❜

[natusexlitigo-blog]

 “That is if you BELIEVE in a god who seems to hate all of his creations, force females into ultimate servitude, and objectiveness.” There was a pause, “Doesn’t that make us a slave race? Someone feels like a God, we bow down, and that is how we are made; simple history actually.”

Ryan than shrugged, “Personally, I take Satan any-day over a idiotic god who created a small area with-out remembering other people could come in; you know, his failed creations, and experiments??””