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Send me ☢ if you want to rp with me but haven't yet.

Because it's getting ridiculous -- my AC is apparently might be fixed on Monday. It is hot. So, I am going to go on Hiatus for Ennis until Monday night. Despite if the AC is fixed or not, I will post replies / work on replies on Monday.

#;ooc

urdnotdrake

#;self #;queue

( footsteps are quiet as the brunette slips into Ennis' room and slips under the covers of his bed; pulling them up and over her head as she proceeds to make herself at home in his bed. See, Ennis isn't the only one proficient at breaking & entering. )

Ennis awakes when the covers are pulled back, and the warmth of Katherine's body slides in next to him. A slow raise of his brow, and Ennis turns onto his side where he pulls the cover down from her head and smirks. "Your bed not comfortable enough?"

#imperfectlyfractured

urdnotdrake

#;self #;queue

Someone should kick me in the ass to get Derek started up again. For reasons.

#;ooc #notpartoftheplan #[ tagging you just 'cause. ]

murdermayhemandjack:

well some people have their queue running so i guess it’s a way to let everyone know that it’s you posting and not your queue???

Well, I guess but I got a tag for my queue. [ shrugs ]. But, it still seems -- over excessive. I don't know -- if someone can explain to me in logical reasoning as to why they're doing it that does not explicitly underline attentive needs then I'll do it myself. o-o

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lilmisslydiamartin:

WHY IS EVERYONE DOING BANNERS AND THINGS TO ANNOUNCE WHEN THEY ARE ON AND OFFLINE DID I MISS SOMETHING SOMEONE PLEASE FILL ME IN ON THIS MOMMA MUFFIN IS CONFUSED

I have no idea -- maybe it's a new hip trend someone started. You'd think not actually posting things mean you're not online at that moment.

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stonesley

#;self #;queue

derelictae:

Forgetting the past isn’t one of Derek’s strongest suits. He clung to memories like tethers, like a lifesaver cast to a drowning man. But for the sake of Ennis, he could pretend not to remember. What happened to Paige had been so utterly long ago that he preferred not to remember those aches. And tumbling over that ledge, well to be fair it hadn’t killed him— but it’d killed Ennis. The Alpha gave a grumble as he was tugged down, bracing himself up on his palms so not to crush the younger wolf stretched out beneath.

”It doesn’t matter what you did to me. I want to take care of you, Ennis.” I want to be your Alpha.

Ennis was tired. He may have been young again but the soul that dwelled inside of his shell of a body was old. Decades. It was torn and battered. In an odd way, he felt that Derek Hale could of related in more ways than one.

”You 'want to take care' of me? Help me? You think there's even a glimmer of hope there?”

#derelictae #;worse than nicotine

A thoughtful expression crossed the alphas visage as she studied her beta noting the way his fingertips absently fluttered over the scar near his eye. There was no doubt that the memory of his death was a painful one for him and she felt pained that he had to relieve it but it was necessary for him to recover who he was. "I'm sorry, I'm sure that was painful for you. Did you still want me to help you with your memories?"

"Pain is subjective -- It was just a memory."

Ennis rose to his full height and looked down at Lydia. His expression, unreadable. His stance more guarded than usual as he watched her.

"If you want to help. It's ultimately your call."

#v: rule of nine #;rule of nine #whatamianun

*pins you against the wall and kisses you* pass this onto the next ten people on your dash

"Careful. I like it rough, baby."

#;brains and brawn #notpartoftheplan

Anah cheered me up, so I'm going to start to do replies and tickle people because people need to be tickled.

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I am not having a good day.

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You know what I want? An honest to god BDSM thread for any of my characters. No sex. Nor smut. But, a true scene. Not some highly twisted and wrong 50 Shades crap. The dom-space, the sub-space, and the complete euphoria of letting go with the gentle murmur of after care. Yep.

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xbeastblood:

The blond watched Ennis carefully, one of those manicured brows propping up and moving toward the line of hair plastered back against his head. He was just opening his mouth to tell Ennis his very articulated and not all that long beauty rituals when another squawk tore out of his throat at the feel of that sludge pressed into his pores and through his short cropped hair.

“You are an asshole, oh my god. It smells!”

Raleigh dove toward Ennis again, aiming his neck toward the top of his head as he nuzzled against it, spreading around the muck so he could share in the wealth of the stinky goop.

“Hey don't get it on me! Beauty is supposed to be a bitch!”

Ennis had not foreseen the attack of the blond. He was caught off guard as Raleigh dove toward him, and pressed the side of his face to the curve of his neck. Ennis grappled with Raleigh. His large arms came to wrap around the other as a playful growl emitted from his throat and his blunt, human teeth sunk into the flesh of Raleigh's shoulder. It was then that Ennis rolled them, not letting go of the other.

#xbeastblood #;rule of nine

Anah and I should never be left alone together to scheme and plot. The feels.

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