BURIED ALIVE

A man a little too obsessed with talking to the dead and planting flowers over stranger's graves. With a need to be the center of attention and a wit sharp enough to cut through metal he's starting to learn that being so heartless won't get him anywhere. Marluxia Belkin | 26 | Single

[p1nkdahlias]

MINI HIATUS--

[ i've got a con to go to, so i'll be out for a few more days until the con's over! ill post some pics of my cosplay stuff and keep you guys updated! 8D ] 

[horrorpunk]

[mythoccult]

This is a grave from the Victorian age when a fear of zombies and vampires was prevalent. The cage was intended to trap the undead just in case the corpse reanimated.

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[absinthundrosen]

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My Boy Builds Coffins - Florence and the Machine He’s made one for himself, one for me too One of these days he’ll make one for you

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[p1nkdahlias]

3 Live ones

[inkedinmemory]

"Really now? Guess I chose a wonderful site then." 

[p1nkdahlias]

"Or maybe it makes you unoriginal."

[decendres-deactivated20140817]

"Marluxia!"

Naminé sprinted into the cemetery carelessly, holding a Halloween-themed book tightly to her chest. She kicked up dust with her combat boots at the pink-haired-man’s latest grave.

She leant over and placed her hands on her knees, trying to regain her breath.

“This book,” she panted, holding up a picture book designed for children, “and multiple other sources proclaim that the dead can be reanimated! What are the precautions to take in order to prevent this?!”

[p1nkdahlias]

Marluxia had noticed the blonde haired streak kicking up dust the moment she entered the graveyard. It'd been a quiet day in the cemetery, surprise surprise, and so when the petite blonde came plowing through, it was hard to miss her.

Tipping his head upwards and looking down at the girl from the tip of his nose he smirked slightly at her antics. Dirt stained fingers tapped idly on slender forearms as Marluxia listened to Namine. She had run all the way here just to ask him such a silly question? He gave a shake of his head and looked down to his own boots. 

"Well first of all," he raised his head to meet Namine's eyes, dulled blue hues flickering with slight annoyance, "you can't prevent them coming back, so don't try. Any other silly questions?" 

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[p1nkdahlias]

Hands held the sides of his recent customers' face, careful of the new piercings he himself has placed, before bringing their lips together in a short kiss, a simple act of it being done before he released the man from his hold. "I was dared, I apologize."

There was only a slight wince as Saix captured him in a quick kiss. Marluxia’s body was sure as hell taking it’s sweet time adjusting to the new piercings and did not appreciate the intruding hands on either side of his face. However, Marluxia did appreciate the kiss, despite how short lived it was. He waved it off flick of his hand, “Don’t apologize.” It was certainly a well lived few seconds on Marluxia’s part and apart from the stinging pain at the corner’s of his mouth, he couldn’t help but smile slightly. “Just—shit—did you have to grab my face? These things are sensitive as hell.” Pursing his lips, Marluxia motioned to the new piercings at either corner of his lips.

[coffeecatkid-deactivated2015042]

[ drafts are saved. i need to get some food in my system and get some sleep. ill be on tomorrow hopefully! i’ve got a lot of cosplay stuff to do ]

[les-nocturnes]

Visit Original Link

If you’ll be my star I’ll be your sky You can hide underneath me and come out at night When I turn jet black and you show off your light I live to let you shine I live to let you shine

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Send me "❤" with a url and I'll kiss them

[p1nkdahlias]

[ note to self. when listening to magical girl fanmixes. DO NOT LISTEN TO HOMURA FANMIXES UNLESS YOU WANT TO CRY A LOT ] 

[p1nkdahlias]

5 Live ones.

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Pink nails drummed lazily on a slender forearm as Marluxia eyed his current company. A small part of him was tempted to shove the closest one into the nearest grave just on impulse, an urge driven by nothing more than the simple fact that he felt like being alone. It was starting to get dark and having to deal with those in mourning was really cutting into his 'me' time. With an annoyed huff he looked up to the stranger nearest, "Right, let's make this quick. What do you need and if there's any possible way to speed up this visit, let's hear it now."