X. FANTASNICK

@sofantasnick-blog

oh, you're gonna lose your soul, tonight. you're gonna lose your soul. you're gonna lose your soul tonight. oh, you're gonna lose control, tonight. you're gonna lose control. you're gonna lose control tonight. i get up in the morning to the beat of the drum. i get up to this feeling keeps me on the run. i get up in the morning put my dreams away. i get up, i get up, i get up again.

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( @whattamanlee )

Nick wasn’t exactly the hard-working type but he was very enthusiastic about the things he was good at. He loved herbs and potions and luckily for him, he had the necessary talent and patience for it, which soon earned him the title of the Mad Scientist among his friends. Lee was one of the few people who shared his interests and Nick trusted him enough to show him his small garden. He was proud of what he’d accomplished so far; it was written all over his face when he opened the door to his balcony, his gardening apron still tied around his waist. With a smug grin on his face, he turned to face his friend, gesturing to the lines of pots stretched before them. “Extraordinary is the word you’re looking for, I believe. Marvellous works too.”

#whattamanlee #( threads;; )#( chat;;lee )

black-blake:

“Only as much as I know you miss waking up and seeing me in bathrobe,” Cassie turned with a smirk. Although she had to admit that it was rather odd that they had kept running into each other, especially when she hadn’t seen any old circle members nearly as much. “What are you doing here anyway? I didn’t think Keleman would really be your ideal district to hang in.”

“Fair enough.” Nick conceded, raising his brows. “Careful, Blake. If I didn't know better, I'd say you weren't happy to see me.” The glint in his eyes indicated that he was teasing her. There was a brief pause before he continued, “There’s a personal business I had to take care of in the Healing Centre. It’s too quiet here, compared to Red Light. Too organised for my taste. Don’t you get bored here?”

#( threads;; )#( chat;;cassie )

mclissaxglascr:

“Stay still. I’m trying to stop the bleeding, and I actually like these pants.”

“I am trying to stay still. It’s not as easy as it sounds when you're not exactly what I'd call light-handed.”

#( threads;; )#( chat;;melissa )#he's a child

adamxofnox:

“Thank you, Nick. As always you have the best ideas. Are you high right now?”

“Bitch I might be.”

#( threads;; )#( chat;;adam )#LMFAO #he's soft #and fluffy

adamxofnox:

“Could you refrain from getting on my nerves for one second? My head is killin’ me.”

“It’s because you’re boring. Your head is self-destructing itself because you’re boring.”

#( threads;; )#( chat;;adam )

dailydomsherwood

#( reflections;; )

yes okay it’s 3 am and i can’t sleep. so i guess i’ll get to replies and also reply to the messages. i’m slow bear with me.

#( out of character;; )#darkdimensionooc

black-blake:

Cassie rolled her eyes and allowed her arms to cross over her chest. Of course she would run into Nick right now. “And how do I know that you haven’t been watching me from a window somewhere?” she returned with her usual amount of snark.

The banter between the two was something he had grown used to over time. With a subtle nod of his head, he narrowed his eyes at her. “Looks like someone misses seeing me shirtless first thing in the morning. Good ol’ days, am I right?”

#( chat;;cassie )#( threads;; )

residentbadgirl:

It was the small things in life, that made moments like this worth having no sense of honor. Faye had watch a bronze coin fall from some old person’s pocket, right onto a cushioned surface; making no sound for the senile geezer to take notice of. Some sucker’s loss, was her gain. The witch went to claim her ill-gotten gain, only to find another pair of witnessing eyes weighted onto her. “What? ” Faye inquired with a guiltless innocence.

Nick was on his way to the Black Market and luckily for him, he was in the right place at the right time to catch Faye picking up the bronze coin that fell from a passerby’s pocket. Making his way over to his friend, a wry smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Jesus saw that! Hate to break it to you, but you are so going to hell.” Nick widened his eyes to emphasise his point.

#( threads;; )#( chat;;faye )

( @black-blake )

“Now, that’s a sight for sore eyes.” Nick mused with a playful smirk on his lips as he approached the blonde witch. “We seem to be running into each other a lot lately. If I didn't know any better, I'd think you're following me.” He would never miss an opportunity to mess with her.

#( chat;;cassie )#black-blake #hope this is alright!!#( threads;; )

NML adam, faye, melissa

A night: Adam - One lash stand.

A month: Melissa - It’d be one hell of a month.

A life: Faye - She could help me with my Gardening Club.

#( answers;; )#( adam;; )#( melissa;; )#( faye;; )#Anonymous

Melissa or Faye?

“Man, that’s a difficult one. Melissa and I have history. I trust her. On the other hand, Faye sure knows how to have fun. I’ll go with Faye.”

#( answers;; )#Anonymous #( melissa;; )#( faye;; )

jake-ass:

If Nick keeps talking shit I’m gonna tell everyone embarrassing stories of his childhood. But I guess telling people you suck your own penis is embarrassing enough. @sofantasnick