monsters of night have stolen the sun

I've fought in times past remembering for the subversion of evil and end of corruption. My life is my work, and I am DILIGENT. No torch is too heavy, no path is too dark. I will endure. Cut off the head. Cauterise the wound. -♦- independent roleplaying blog.

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://dusts off this old blog. now i just need to find my icons.

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:// okay new plan Since I’ve basically exclusively been rping on skype on this weird hiatus, imma keep that going. Along with a now official hiatus. If anyone wants my skype, message me. Otherwise, I’m outtie until I figure things out. Love you much.

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:// okay new plan Since I've basically exclusively been rping on skype on this weird hiatus, imma keep that going. Along with a now official hiatus. If anyone wants my skype, message me. Otherwise, I'm outtie until I figure things out. Love you much.

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:// dilemma: want to come back to tumblr, but want to make a new blog with new character(s) and start funky fresh bc edgar's blog just hurts me to look at. Too many things gone wrong. Too much of me accidentally being an asshat, and then me passive-aggrrssively being an asshat. But I love Edgar. And you guys are pree great. And a new blog is a lot of work. And I won't be satisfied. And I'm honestly at a bit of an impasse here. Help.

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:// also, as an aside, Deadpool was great.

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:// hey all I’m not dead, but my friend’s lives have been shit lately and i (being without much of a life myself) have been giving most of my time to them. because it’s better than feeling sorry for myself. might crawl back to tumblr eventually, but don’t wait on me okay? if you feel like dropping a thread of ours, just do it, man. if not, i’ll be back eventually. never really leave for good. might be days or weeks, but i’ll be back. don’t wanna cause stress while i’m gone though.

love you all very much, and take care of yourselves, okay?

[vanitxte]

“Everything is about sex. Except sex. Sex is about POWER.”

[mockgod-deactivated20150530]

i find comfort in the filter of a cigarette. still, my head is full of smoke and my veins are full of poison and when people ask me to smile i can feel the edges of my lips crack. i’m afraid i might be falling apart. i’m tired of pretending. but i’m terrified of what might happen if i don’t.

i’ve got heroin on my mind. (via mockgod)

[menwithnoname]

“Nah. Not anymore at least. You seem like you can hold your own. You good to go?”

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“Yeah, good to go. Where we headed?” Edgar asked as he grabbed his gun, checking over his Black Spindle with care, making sure it was clean and ready to go.

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:// on the topic of which team james am i on well rhodes, obviously. if rhodey dies i will kill a bitch.

[marvelgifs]

Captain America 3: Civil War | official Superbowl spot (2016)

[tag-your-oc]

Tag your oc who has scars/marks that constantly remind them of horrible backstory you probably gave them.

You know the one.

[poetrist]

I’m afraid of a lot of things, but mostly, most sincerely, I am afraid of being completely unraveled by you, and you finding nothing you want in here.

L. M. Dorsey (via poetrist)

[ghostthatannoysyou]

bastille lyrics; campus

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://passing time

[asphyxiiate-archive2-blog]

     “I suppose not.” Leith’s not very fond of cigarettes, but he’ll try not to say anything about it. For now. “What makes you think I’m waiting for someone?”

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     “You’ve got a bit of an impatient air about you.”

[soracities]

If love is anything tangible, it is his mouth his mouth, his holy god damned mouth. He says my name and the whole sky is talking.

Caitlyn Siehl, from ‘Tasting the Moon’ (via soracities)

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||jac all.

[caritcs-blog]

     Jacqueline looked up at Edgar as he neared. She was waiting for the rest of it before he reached the conclusion that he was mistaken. Why was he here? Well, it was beyond her now, but her interest didn’t waver.

     “You’re not wasting my time at all. Are you sure you’re mistaken? Is there something I could help you with?”

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     “I’m not entirely certain. I’m Edgar Avery, and you are...?” he asked softly, not quite certain why he felt so strongly that she hadn’t been involved in what he thought she may be involved in. Trust wasn’t something Edgar usually handed out, but by seemingly no merit at all, he seemed to trust this woman.