ˢᵐᶦˡᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˢᵗ ᶦˢ ʸᵉᵗ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵒ

( sᴇᴍɪ-ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ) ᴍᴜʟᴛɪ ᴍᴜsᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ ʟᴏʀ ♔ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋɪɴɢ: ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶦⁿᵍᵖᵒᵉᵗᶦᶦᶜ

[somethingpoetiic-blog]

me whenever i get on this acct: WHEW I LOVE DAMON SM *blows dust off of it* me looking at all my old stuff: WHEW N O ONE IS AROUND ANYMORE

[queenbuilt]

                               INDEPENDENT & PRIVATE MULTIMUSE WRITTEN BY LOR                                      SHOW CASING: roan, damon, elena, finn & sora                              

[kseniasoloedits]

[somethingpoetiic-blog]

Persephone: I can't believe we broke the fucking lamp.

Hades: /I/ can't believe we broke the lamp fucking.

[survivormoves]

𝓼𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓶𝓪𝔂 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓽 𝓶𝒆 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓶𝓪𝔂 𝓬𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝒆 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝒆𝔂𝒆𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓲'𝓵𝓵 𝓻𝓲𝓼𝒆 𝓲'𝓵𝓵 𝓻𝓲𝓼𝒆 𝓲'𝓵𝓵 𝓻𝓲𝓼𝒆

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[sometypeofblog]

I’ll swallow my blood before I swallow my pride.

Al Capone (via sometypeofblog)

[somethingpoetiic-blog]

raven

     FREEDOM. oh how nice it felt to be free of all strings. no abusive mother, no cheating boyfriend, nothing to hold her back from doing whatever the hell she wanted. she was in nola for a weekend, needing it after such a horrible break up. so she’s indulging in everything the city has to offer, from the endless amount of booze to the hot men that seemed to be crowding the club’s floor. her body has been moving to the beat of the music for what seems like hours now. a soft moan spills from her lips at the feeling of his teeth nipping at her neck already, brave man. she’s surprisingly still grinding herself back against him with the help of him guiding her some. doing her best to ignore the pain that shot up her hip & into her spine from her leg moving in ways it shouldn’t causing her to wince every so often. but hey, at least he was behind her & couldn’t tell.

     but then she hears his question breathed into her ear, excitement running through her veins which threw her heart beat more off than it already was thanks to her heart murmur. ‘ raven. ’ she calls out over the music probably a little too loud, her hips haven’t stopped moving to the music though. pressing her body closer to his, thank god for liquid courage. the skin on her neck still stung from where his lips just were, biting her lip softly as her eyes finally met his icy blue hues.  ‘ & yours, MISTER TOUCHY? ’ she mused, peeling his hand off of her with a smirk as she backed a couple feet away to put some distance in between them even though she felt like she was being dragged back into him like a magnet.

          her heartbeat was a steady thrumming with just a little hitch every now and then that threw off its beat with the music, it made it unique, interesting, it made him want to know exactly why her heart thrummed the way it did. her words are a lightning strike through him as he blinks at her in surprise before his lips curl in a happy smirk. a raven, just like him, no wonder he had been drawn to her. who was this girl with his animal’s name painted to her? “ pretty name. “ he called back, a laugh at the back of his throat as he ran his eyes over her just like he wanted to run his hands over her. but alas they were on a crowded dance floor and it was unlikely that she would accept that no matter how modern she was. her body moving against his own was alluring as it was distracting and as she spoke again he leaned in wanting to hear her voice that much better. smoky, alluring, assured. she had the confidence of someone twice her age and it made him that much more interested. “ damon, “ his voice was pitched just for her and as she moved away his hands ached as she took it off him and moved, but he didn’t let her drop it and instead curled his fingers into hers, taking her hand and twirling her.           her move was unexpected, it wasn’t often that women moved away from him, but it just made him laugh as he spun her, his steps turning it into a dance that didn’t match the beat of the current music that was playing but instead was far older and much more appropriate for an old bar room when women wore skirts to their ankles. “so raven,” her name curled off his tongue so sweetly, “what are you doing in nola?” raising his eyebrows and wiggling them at her as he pulled her flush against him he laughed lightly. “it’s the city that never sleeps you know.” spinning her away he couldn’t help the fact that this was fun and different than anything he had been doing recently, that this was more him than he had been in a long long time. 

[somethingpoetiic-blog]

@greaseveined

               hands gripped her hips as the dipped to the music. new orleans was alive and thriving, beating with the music that pounded around him. it was thrilling having this girl in his arms, an excitement he had been missing in mystic falls. trailing his nose up her neck and inhaling her scent he nipped gently at her neck before pulling back he rolled his hips into hers. this dancing was so unlike the dancing he could remember from his own youth, so very different from anything he’d ever lived as a human, of course even from 20 years ago it was different. it was a melding of bodies, much more like foreplay than anything else really.                “whats your name?” the words were whispered into her ear, his voice silkily low as he ran hands up and down her waist before turning her towards him. shockingly bright blue met mahogany brown as he smirked down at her, his hand rising to cup her face. she was beautiful, if a little broken, her leg could be considered a mar on her beauty but it just added character to her, added to the fierce personality he could see shining behind those eyes. it was what had drawn him to her after all. she had a story hidden behind that beautiful face and damon was curious to know exactly what it was.

[somethingpoetiic-blog]

As sad as this is Damon is just missing from my head and it’s really weird and odd and I don’t like it but it means I’m putting him on hiatus. You can find me at my other accts like @eldcstson or @strikofi or @mcrcykilled so until then it’s been fun. i’ll be back, i love damon, i just need to find him again.

[somethingpoetiic-blog]

As sad as this is Damon is just missing from my head and it’s really weird and odd and I don’t like it but it means I’m putting him on hiatus. You can find me at my other accts like @eldcstson or @strikofi or @mcrcykilled so until then it’s been fun. i’ll be back, i love damon, i just need to find him again.

[mcrcykilled1]

this is now an archive and i’m over at mcrcykilled.tumblr.com soooooo yes. go follow me on that XD

[mcrcykilled1]

this is now an archive and i’m over at mcrcykilled.tumblr.com soooooo yes. go follow me on that XD

[mcrcykilled1]

this is now an archive and i’m over at mcrcykilled.tumblr.com soooooo yes. go follow me on that XD

[luncrwolf-blog]

                             WHO’S AFRAID OF THE BIG BAD WOLF?  no one? well you should be….. he is dangerous you know lurking about in the SHADOWS with his claws out and his fangs BARED. the darkness in him brews every time he shifts. BUT ONLY WHEN he allows it. he is not like others you see. for his blood is PURE and his heart is GOLDEN. though, he has walls that are up high and thick iron, if you are lucky enough you will be able to get to his heart. —————- LITTLE PIG LITTLE PIG LET ME IN.     ;;     LIKE / REBLOG if you are interested in writing with this fandomless original werewolf. there are PLENTY of verses and just a whole bunch of fun.  his name ( Alexander Valentine. ) he’s a spy, and does it oh so well with the secret he hold  penned by: harley

[soldiiermade-a]

                         watch the fires rise under my skin.

                                       independent bellamy blake. written by karli

[somethingpoetiic-blog]

does anyone have a hack to get around making a new gmail acct and them wanting your phone number these days? i'm trying to make finn & roans own accounts & i need new e-mail addresses for them.

[withliight]

    CHAOS ISN’T A PIT, CHAOS IS A LADDER.      MANY WHO TRY TO CLIMB IT, FAIL.     AND NEVER GET TO TRY AGAIN.     THE FALL BREAKS THEM.      AND SOME, GIVEN A CHANCE TO CLIMB,      BUT THEY REFUSE     THEY CLING TO THE REALM     OR THE GODS OR LOVE      ILLUSIONS.

THE SEVEN KINGDOMS OF WESTEROS. THE FIGHT FOR THE IRON THRONE. THE GOOD AND THE EVIL. FIRE AND ICE. CLASH OF FAMILIES. WAR AND BLOOD. THE QUEST FOR THE IRON THRONE IS PAVED ON THE DEATH OF MANY. GOOD PEOPLE STILL EXIST, THEY JUST HIDE AMONG THE SHADOWS OF FIRE AND BLOOD. ALL THE FAMILIES, THE LANNISTERS, THE STARKS, THE TYRELLS, THE GREYJOYS, THE BOLTONS, THE TARGARYENS, THE ARRYNS, THE FREYS, THE MORMONTS, THE MARTELLS. THEY ALL FIGHT TO SURVIVE AGAINST THE GAME OF THRONES. 

RULES FOR THE VERSE: 

stay as active as possible. maybe once a week would be cool, because i understand we all have busy schedules. 

follow the tags; gv. chaos is a ladder + chaos is a ladder ooc

this verse will contain every kind of trigger more than likely. mature themes such as sex, violence and death. lots and lots of death, c’mon lbr. 

please post a bio after you are accepted. it doesn’t have to be a lengthy one. it just has to explain your character thoroughly. family name, history, etc. 

no duplicated face claims, please, unless i okay the twinning. which there will not be more than one or two of, mind you. 

send all apps to withliight @ x

THE APP. 

Mun Alias:

Mun Age:

Muse Name:

Title:

Muse FC:

Family Name: 

  ONLY THE LADDER IS REAL.   THE CLIMB IS ALL THERE IS.

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