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this  is  an  independent  blog   for   ‘colin barclay’,         the   son   of   the   horned   king   from   the   black   cauldron,       an   original  character   set   in   the   descendants   universe.           written   by   florence.         this   is   a  sideblog   to   isleheart.              𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜           +          𝚍𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚛. 

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×    —        MATHATTER ,     001.

mat was five seconds away from picking his girlfriend up and tossing her over his shoulder so he could take her somewhere private to show her just  how much he appreciated her dress when cold metal encircled his wrist. “hey BABE,” he replied instead of acknowledging that colin was referring to ruby as ‘love.’ he tugged on his wrist, then lifted both their hands as he turned ( as much as he could comfortably manage ) toward colin  fucking barclay. “what. the. FUCK.” he bit out through clenched teeth, seething more with each word. “you’re fucking hilarious, sweetheart. give me the fucking key,” he demanded, holding out an open palm.

the   discernible   anger   radiating   of   the   other   was   met   with   raised   brows, dry   amusement   edging   the   corners   of   his   lips   upwards.      he   almost   has   the   desire   to   laugh,     enjoying   the   reaction   his   little   action   had   provoked.       while   the   handcuffs   left   a   slight   sting,       it   was   manageable,      turning   with   the   other   to   lessen   the   metal   digging   into   their   skin.       he   didn’t   care   if   mat   left   the   dare   with   a   bloody   wrist,        but   he   preferred   to   remain   unscathed.        ❝             ———         ah,       i’m   afraid   i   misplaced   it.      i   gave   it   to   someone   else,      but   he’s   not   able   to   bring   it   until   later   today.                 ❞              the   words   left   him   in   a   drawl,        boredom   already   setting   in   despite   the   tension   filling   the   air. he   noticed   the   confused   stare   directed   at   him   from   the   girl   witnessing   the   interaction,        but   she   remained   quiet,       something   she   often   did   when   he   decided   to   insert   herself   into   her   quarrels.       it   caused   a   slight   pulling   of   his   heart.        ❝            i   told   you,       you’re   stuck   with   me,     sweetheart.               ❞

[ferrisbueller]

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colin has delusions of being a god amongst men just like his father had only he is way less open about it all and prefers to keep his motives and actions to himself 

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my main ship for colin is with @levered!  just a quick note :) also yes @kiernabog is his chaos bro and he would give it all up for him   ( both are canon )

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GOTNERVED   EVENT        /      DARE      [       $𝟹𝟶𝟶      ]       :      for  at  least  six  hours  handcuff  yourself  to  @mathatter​.  

the   dare   wasn't   a   surprise.        the   ones   paying   even   the   slightest   bit   of  attention   knowing   of   his   distaste   for   the   son   of   the   mad   hatter.         a   singular   girl   held        their   hearts   gripped   tight        in   her   hands   and   the   horned   prince   had   never   been   the   type   to   back   down   from   a   fight,  no   matter   if   others   thought   him   to   be   on   the   losing   side.         this   is   why   he   didn't   flinch   when   he   got   the   message,            immediately   calculating   the   most   efficient   way   to   get   this   done.         that   led   him   here,           surrounded   by   people   who   ducked   away   from   the   sight   of   him.        his   undivided   attention,       though,      was   fully   focused   on   the   male  talking   to   his   ex   girlfriend.        within   a   blink,      he   was   next   to   him,  cold   metal   clicking   around   the   other's   wrist,      a   tight   grin   curving   his   cheeks.          ❝             ———                  hey,            love.                  ❞               the   words   were   directed   towards   the   girl,         ignoring   the   stare   directed   at   him   for   an   electrified   moment,       before   slowly   turning,      the   handcuffs   digging   into   their   skin.          ❝                hatter.            seems   you're   stuck   with   me.                ❞

[leneemusing]

memes for that specific brand of ships

SOFTER: “  stop doing that— stop trying to hide your emotions from me.  ” “  i can’t make you trust me. but i’m gonna stick around long enough for you to realize you can.  ” “  not everyone is just gonna become another scar. some people will stay, if you let them.  ” “  i feel like i’ve been living in a storm for so long, like i’m just drifting from wave or wave hoping i won’t drown.  ” “  what happened to you? what made you so scared to stay still long enough to let someone in?  ” “  i don’t wanna be scared anymore.  ” “  even when you smile, your eyes are still sad.  ” “  you’re safe with me. you can let go. breathe. ”   “  i just want to belong somewhere again. or to someone, i guess.  ” “  the thing about never having a home, is you don’t know what to do when you’re finally given one. you just feel like you’re waiting for something to take it away again.  ” “  would you just sit still? you’re gonna get an infection if you don’t let me clean this up.  ” “  i’m not gonna hurt you. i’m just here to help.  ” “  close your eyes. go back to sleep. nothing can hurt you while i’m here.  ” “  you looked so peaceful while you were sleeping…i couldn’t bring myself to wake you up.  ” “  why do you trust me?  ” “  don’t do that— don’t shut down on me. let me in.  ” “  you were talking in your sleep again. i’m starting to think they’re memories and not just dreams.  ” “  i’m not used to letting people close. i don’t like being vulnerable— but i want to, with you. i want to let you in.  ” “  how did you get this scar?  ” “ i don’t always need you to fix everything. i just— sometimes i just want you to listen. ” “  you’re so beautiful when you laugh. i wish i could see it more, but maybe it’s the rarity of it that makes it so captivating. ”

DARKER:  “  every time i touch you, there’s a moment where you look like you think it will hurt. ” “ why aren’t you scared of me?  ”   “  you’d accept a caress from the same hands that leave you bruised, just to feel warm.  ” “  i’ll kill anyone that makes you hurt like that again. i’d kill them just for taking your smile.  ” “  i want to keep you all to myself. i don’t want anyone but us to know the things we do in secret.  ” “  you’re mine now. and i won’t let anyone take you from me.  ” “  would you kill for me?  ” “  i’d cut my heart out and place it in your hands if it would prove my devotion to you.  ”  “  you love me so fiercely. i’m almost afraid of it.  ” “  i know if anyone hurt me, you’d never let them see another day. and i think i like that a little too much.  ” “  i know you’re dangerous, but i also know you won’t hurt me. you bark, and you growl, but you never bite. not me, at least.  ” “  who hurt you? who made you so sad and lonely? tell me so i can make them pay.  ”   “  i don’t like the way they look at you. perhaps i’ll cut their eyes out.  ” “   “  they hurt me. now i want you to make it better. make them hurt too.  ”   “  if anyone lays even a single finger on you, i’ll cut it off and feed it to them.  ” “  yes. i killed them— but i did it for you.  ” “  i had to do it. no one gets to make you sad and get away with it.  ” “  i told you, i’ll love you no matter what. i’ll wipe the blood off your skin. i’ll clean the dirt off your hands from every grave you dig. i don’t care if you’re a monster.  ” “  you should be scared of me. i like that you’re not.  ”   “  don’t you know my love could destroy you?  ”   “  come, sit in my lap and tell me whose blood i should spill tonight.  ”  

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[dangerousworship]

i’m sorry for all the blood i left on your lips / for loving you into ruin.

WHISPERS IN THE WIND | a.e.m.  (via dangerousworship)

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