You could try and take us But we’re the gladiators Everyone a rager But secretly they’re saviors

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You could try and take us But we’re the gladiators Everyone a rager But secretly they’re saviors
i’m officially moving all my blogs from here to my multimuse >> drowniingdreams
i’m officially moving all my blogs from here to my multimuse >> drowniingdreams
i’m officially moving all my blogs from here to my multimuse >> drowniingdreams
i’m officially moving all my blogs from here to my multimuse >> drowniingdreams
i’m officially moving all my blogs from here to my multimuse >> drowniingdreams
i’m officially moving all my blogs from here to my multimuse >> drowniingdreams
i’m officially moving all my blogs from here to my multimuse >> drowniingdreams
i’m officially moving all my blogs from here to my multimuse >> drowniingdreams
You could try and take us But we’re the gladiators Everyone a rager But secretly they’re saviors
i’m officially moving all my blogs from here to my multimuse >> drowniingdreams
she gave a small, shy smile in return. ❛ yes, sir…i’m HAPPY to serve mistress howard. ❜ the little witch looks down at her hands for a moment, the shadow of DOUBT and dark memories crossing across her eyes, but, only for a moment. soon enough, they’re sparkling again with her usual amount of LIGHT. ❛ is there else anything i can do for you while you wait, sir?? ❜
He sips at the coffee- perfect as always- and hums thoughtfully as he ponders whether or not there’s something she can do for him. He knows she wants to help, she’s never been anything except enthusiastic about serving and so he wants to give her something to do that is all at once a task and something she might enjoy. “I don’t suppose you know anything about flower arranging?”
[text] Pizza. Pasta. All the yummy kinds of food.
[text] All the Italian kinds of food?
[text] Uh – food? Food is always good.
[text] That’s true. What kind of food?
a few of my favourite things | [1/5 male characters] - Isaac Lahey
❝ everybody wants to know . ❞ - Ronan
HALSEY SENTENCE | ACCEPTING | @worsethanxnumb
There’s nothing funny about the comment but Isaac finds it pertinent to laugh, just once, more of a sharp exhale of breath than anything real. “Everybody always does,” he points out. “But it’s my secret.” He isn’t going to pretend he doesn’t have one, the Raven Boys are too good for that. But they all do too, so it’s kind of hypocritical to demand answers.
He sighed and looked down the hall. He was already here. He might as well go. He might even learn something. Though he doubted it.
You know what happens you assume, Lahey.” He smirked and hitched his back on his shoulder again. “The question is are you coming to Lit.”
Ronan actually looked like he was contemplating going to class, Isaac almost wished he could take a picture of the expression because he was sure it was going to be legendary. The day Ronan Lynch turned up to not one but two whole classes.
“Yeah, yeah, we’re both asses. Tell me something I don’t know.” He grinned. “I mean, I was planning on coming to Lit. I even did the reading.”
remy had never even paused to consider that mistress howard APPRECIATED all her work around the house. it just sort of seemed…what was expected of her. ( she was falling into the mold of the perfect little slave more and more each day. ) she brings him the mug, a bit quiet and in deep thought. ❛ well, that’s what i’m here for, sir…oh, yes. mistress howard works very hard. ❜
Just because something was expected of someone didn’t mean that they shouldn’t be appreciated for doing it. As far as he was concerned a house without slaves meant more work for the master (and he should know). He took the mug from her gently and smiled. “I bet she does.”