Ashes to Ashes

On Hiatus due to real life problems. May not be back until things are settled, which may take a few months. Feel free to leave an ask for communication or a reminder for when I get back. Scroll over pic for Askbox

[phyreshadow-blog]

Alright, so I found out some pretty bad-ish news that will force me to put a hiatus on--again. >.> Rough times and stuff, sheesh. This time I'll be on hiatus for what it seems like a loooong time, so I'm going to but a different type of HTML page on all of my blogs to get prepared for the long wait. 

So I won't be popping in like I normally do unless I get to the library, but that is most likely not going to happen. 

So, as said, I'm going to put an HTML page that will say that I'm on hiatus to keep people from a) Seeing things that I would very much not let them see at least until I get back and B) Keep people from thinkin' I'm still active. 

[ultrafacts]

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[aml144]

Now I know how to describe my feelings :)

[phyreshadow-blog]

Are there certain traditions you and your father often do together? (Muse and Mun again~)

The Morris cocked his head little, a devilish smirk upon his face. "Oh yeah. We had only one 'tradition' and that was kinda like a prank day. Once or twice every year, always on a Sunday. We used to throw pie at Peoples' faces when they got out of church." He chuckled nervously, scratching behind his ear as he averted his eyes with an uneasy smile. "Yeeaaahh, because pa used to always hit ma in the face with the pie the hardest, we always got yelled at."(( Hmm... Well, we don't have any traditions from what I know... maybe we do, but we're mostly too free to do anything exact... Unless you call going to church every Tuesday, Wednesday, and Sunday a tradition. O3O ))

[phyreshadow-blog]

What was your fondest memories you have of your father? (To Mun and Muse~)

Caleb hummed, more in reluctance than anything. Talks about this father was normally illegal according to his standards, but it was near Father's day. The Morris grunted, bring himself to answer. "Paaa...." he groaned painfully, adding a chuckle to mask the faint hurt of remembering his father's crooked smile and cocky attitude. "Great times with pa, huh? It's hard to say because I have a lot of memories of him. I guess the moment when we sat near the fireplace during some harsh winter. Haha, I always felt safe in pa's arms. It was a strangely silent moment for us, but it was...ha, nice."(( Hmm, I love my daddy a loooot! The moments that daddy and I cuddle a bit, its nice because he's so warm, big, and strong. Being in daddy's arms or handing his hands around me makes me feel safe. ^__^ Haha, I sometimes cry when I talk about him. ))

[legendasalvatoris-deactivated20]

In Celebration of Father's Day, ask my muse (or the mun) anything about his/her father.

[virgoisland]

Friendship Compatibility (Virgo and the Water Signs)

1) Virgo/Cancer: Virgo can prove to be a great friend for Cancer. Both signs are kind, loyal, and want to make sure everyone’s happy. Virgo can give the encouragement that Cancer needs, help Cancer face the reality of things and help her/him accomplish her/his goals. 

Downsides: Cancer is unpredictable especially when it comes to his/her emotions which can throw Virgo off. Also Cancer can be too possessive and controlling for Virgo. Virgo can be too critical and unemotional for Cancer.

2) Virgo/Scorpio: Scorpio finds it really hard to trust people. Scorpio won’t have to worry about anything since Virgo is a very loyal sign. They share some characteristics: they are persistent, strong-willed, flexible when it comes to working out solutions, helpful, practical, careful and clever with money. 

Downsides: Relationships with Scorpio whether it be love relationships or friendships can be complicated because of Scorpio’s jealousy. What Virgo dislikes about Scorpio is his/her controlling nature. Virgo can sometimes be unresponsive and appear unemotional which can bother Scorpio.

3) Virgo/Pisces: What Virgo mostly love about Pisces is his/her artistic nature. Pisces admires Virgo’s intellect. In the zodiac, they’re opposites, therefore there’ll be lots of things they’ll have to learn from each other in order for this friendship to be balanced. Virgo can teach Pisces to be more practical in life and Pisces can make Virgo feel more relaxed.

Downsides: Virgo is a mental sign while Pisces is an emotional sign. It’s hard for Pisces to face the harsh realities of life. Virgo is not afraid of confronting the reality.

[notaresponsibleadultarchive]

If you ever want to RP with me please, send me a meme. Reply to a starter. Come to my inbox and plot. I’m here, I’m following you. That means I WANT to RP with you. And please don’t be turned off by me answering your memes / opens. It’s why I’m here. I want the interaction, I want to RP with you. To get to know your muse, to get to know the mun behind the muse. 

[zodiacsociety]

If Each Zodiac Sign Was a Drug

Zodiac Signs Being Drunk

Zodiac Signs In The Bedroom

Zodiac Signs When Angry!

Zodiac Signs As Ice Cream Flavours!

Zodiac Signs In The Hunger Games

[hoyitspaolo-deactivated20161021]

You told me love is also letting go.

Sacrifice (via hoyitspaolo)

[juzzodiac]

The Signs as Fathers: Aquarius....

Strengths: Spontaneous, practical, curious to hear about what their children have to say, honest, will always give great advice, young at heart.

Weaknesess: Distant, can randomly get angry/upset, may allow their child too much freedom at times

On a good day:

On a bad day:

[shitthesignssay]

[shitthesignsask]

Jumping on the bandwagon here, how good are Virgos at comebacks?

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Virgos are so fucking sassy, in their own heads. They have every scathing comeback ever thought of, but they’re not ones to voice them. They think out the implication of the comeback and stop themselves. In short, they’re above comebacks.

[shitthesignssay]

[incorrectfatequotes]

Listen to them—the children of the night. What music they make!

Matou Zouken, to his son Kariya when introducing him to the bugs in the basement Fate/Zero (via bakaofulster)

[asnakeineden-blog]

(I was tagged by maiden-of-alchemy. Yay! )

You can tell a lot about someone by the type of music they listen to. Hit shuffle on your iPod/phone/iTunes/media player and write down the first 20 songs. Then pass this on to 10 people. One rule: No skipping.

Sakura - A(ACE)

Dreaming little Bird - Hayaya

In the name of Justice - D

Der Konig Der Dunkelheit -D

Kuro Tsubasa - Kazuto

Zero - Naoki/Naopo

Dear You - Higurashi no Naku Koro Ni (dai and Yuzuki (Yuduki) )

Mozaik Role - Miku-tan

Love is not Enough - Yoyo-P (English dubbed: X )

Sayonara, Arigato - Toraboruta-P (Ooh, I LOVE this song~)

Cantarella - KurousaP

Ghost - Gackt

Yami no Kuni no Alice - D

Grandma - NieR (Emi Evans / Keiichi Okabe )

Ote Tsunagi - Otetsu

Knives and Pens - Black Veil Brides

Power of Darkness -  Two Steps from Hell

Crazy Chocobo - Nobuo Uematsu

Dragonfly - Shaman's Harvest

Sign of Affection - Freesscape

I tag: Whomever wants to do this. o3o

[phyreshadow-blog]

((Thrashing sleep meme)) Aesen didn't want to do it. Knowing his luck, Caleb would try to strangle him the moment the Morris woke up. But the Belmont couldn't leave his cousin like this. Slowly making his way over to the other, Aesen placed a hand on Caleb's shoulder and shook. "Cal, Cal! Caleb! Wake up!"

Caleb was shaking and thrashing in his sleep, sweat drenched his skin and his damp hair stuck to him and the damped sheets. the Morris was breathing heavily, his face coated with a fevered blush. Sweat and tears rolled down the man’s face as his nightmare kept him thrashing and whimpering.

…“Caleb!”     “ Oooh, so that’s his name? I thought it was something else.” the masked man said with a sadistic and almost amused tone of voice…Suddenly, a puddle of blood coated the child’s small feet…The dirty blonde man stared at Caleb with lifeless, white eyes… Sshnk! The blade inserted itself in the middle of the man’s head and a fountain of dark crimson shot into the sky…

Caleb gulp and gasped, his fists clenching hard against the sheets, his voice dried and raspy. “P-Pa… Pa…!” The Morris didn’t wake when Aesen shook him, but he turned his head a little and tightened his jaw. His voice was weaker when he called out, “Pa…!!”

[thenighthuntingduo-deactivated2]

Caleb was dreaming about his father… Aesen actually sympathized with his asshat of a cousin in this regard. There were many times where he had nightmares of the deaths of his parents, and it was always traumatizing. And the only way that Aesen knew of what truly happened to Caleb’s father was by word-of-mouth. Hearsay.

But now was not the time to dwell on such things. Aesen had to wake Caleb.

"Caleb Morris!" Aesen yelled, shaking the other’s shoulder roughly. "Wake up! Virgil said he wanted to see you!"

A low blow? Maybe. But Aesen was willing to try anything to wake his cousin from the hellish nightmare that trapped him.

[phyreshadow-blog]

Caleb’s body tensed, his breathing becoming paused and short. He tried to gasp, but his own saliva nearly choked him. The Morris coughed and let a small groaned in discomfort escape his lips at his stiffened state. The blonde was going to call out again, but the sudden voice that pierced though the hellish white-noise of his nightmare made his eyes snap open. With his awakening, Caleb’s body began to relax and his breathing slowly became regular. The Morris stared at the Belmont blankly before catching the meaning of his words. “…V-Virgil…?” He blinked in a sleepy confusion, then his eye widened and he turned his head and coughed loudly. ” G-Goddamn it, Belmont! What are you doing in my room!” The Morris quickly slapped Aesen’s arms away, grabbing the damp sheet and quickly covering his bare chest with it. The fevered blush still coated his cheeks, but his eyes averted from his cousin in a sheepish manner. The Morris’ voice was strained and weakened, “If Virgil wanted to see me, he would have come here on his own!”

[thenighthuntingduo-deactivated2]

Aesen coughed and averted his gaze. Mission accomplished.

"I know that. It was a low blow on my behalf and I do apologize for having to use it. But it was the only way to wake you up from your nightmare." he muttered. "I’m not just going to stand here and watch you suffer a nightmare, Caleb… no matter how much we dislike each other.”

He then paused. He doubted that Caleb would give him a straight answer, and he knew that the Morris avoided such a conversation. But he was going to ask, regardless.

"You were having the nightmare about your father again, weren’t you?"

[phyreshadow-blog]

Caleb blinked at the Belmont's question, still not looking at the other. Normally, he would respond to such questions about his father with silence or a change of subject, but the vivid image of the dark blond man made his eyes sting and his lips to press firmly against themselves. The Morris didn't really want to bring up anything dealing with his father.

His eyes trailed up slowly, stealing a glance at the fur collar denim jacket coat that once belonged to his father. For a moment, he pictured the coat with blood. Averting his eyes again, Caleb bowed his head slightly, just enough for his bangs to cover his glossy eyes. "...," he stood silent, choosing not to answer the question. In a way, he was disappointed that his nightmare came to an end.

[phyreshadow-blog]

((Thrashing sleep meme)) Aesen didn't want to do it. Knowing his luck, Caleb would try to strangle him the moment the Morris woke up. But the Belmont couldn't leave his cousin like this. Slowly making his way over to the other, Aesen placed a hand on Caleb's shoulder and shook. "Cal, Cal! Caleb! Wake up!"

Caleb was shaking and thrashing in his sleep, sweat drenched his skin and his damp hair stuck to him and the damped sheets. the Morris was breathing heavily, his face coated with a fevered blush. Sweat and tears rolled down the man’s face as his nightmare kept him thrashing and whimpering.

…“Caleb!”     “ Oooh, so that’s his name? I thought it was something else.” the masked man said with a sadistic and almost amused tone of voice…Suddenly, a puddle of blood coated the child’s small feet…The dirty blonde man stared at Caleb with lifeless, white eyes… Sshnk! The blade inserted itself in the middle of the man’s head and a fountain of dark crimson shot into the sky…

Caleb gulp and gasped, his fists clenching hard against the sheets, his voice dried and raspy. “P-Pa… Pa…!” The Morris didn’t wake when Aesen shook him, but he turned his head a little and tightened his jaw. His voice was weaker when he called out, “Pa…!!”

[thenighthuntingduo-deactivated2]

Caleb was dreaming about his father… Aesen actually sympathized with his asshat of a cousin in this regard. There were many times where he had nightmares of the deaths of his parents, and it was always traumatizing. And the only way that Aesen knew of what truly happened to Caleb’s father was by word-of-mouth. Hearsay.

But now was not the time to dwell on such things. Aesen had to wake Caleb.

"Caleb Morris!" Aesen yelled, shaking the other’s shoulder roughly. "Wake up! Virgil said he wanted to see you!"

A low blow? Maybe. But Aesen was willing to try anything to wake his cousin from the hellish nightmare that trapped him.

[phyreshadow-blog]

Caleb's body tensed, his breathing becoming paused and short. He tried to gasp, but his own saliva nearly choked him. The Morris coughed and let a small groaned in discomfort escape his lips at his stiffened state. The blonde was going to call out again, but the sudden voice that pierced though the hellish white-noise of his nightmare made his eyes snap open. With his awakening, Caleb's body began to relax and his breathing slowly became regular. The Morris stared at the Belmont blankly before catching the meaning of his words. "...V-Virgil...?" He blinked in a sleepy confusion, then his eye widened and he turned his head and coughed loudly. " G-Goddamn it, Belmont! What are you doing in my room!" The Morris quickly slapped Aesen's arms away, grabbing the damp sheet and quickly covering his bare chest with it. The fevered blush still coated his cheeks, but his eyes averted from his cousin in a sheepish manner. The Morris' voice was strained and weakened, "If Virgil wanted to see me, he would have come here on his own!"