BAD GUY

Private Larxene Written by Celeste

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                                    I’M GONNA BREAK YOU

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howdy yall! so ik i havent been around for a hot minute and im sorry for that, but i think my larx muse is p dead :/ also this blog brings up some unpleasant feelings and memories and i just don’t think it’s best for me to be around it anymore. if you really wanna see what i’m up to, you can ask for my discord on or even follow my new blog here. thank yall for all the little ass times here <3

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yo like for a new thing

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yo like for a new thing

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Prabal Gurung A/W RTW Collection, New York Fashion Week 2013 (Source)

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illusionstm‌:

    A tilt of his head give, thin brow moving upward with peaked curiosity. Sympathy considering their circumstances of being, well… NOBODIES. The corner of his lips turn up- wards, flickering at the slightest at her musing and immediate retaliation towards his inquiries.

❝ They could care less. It is simply my own interest. Although,     I understand the suspicion, being as close as I am with the     higher ranked members, ❞ A simple comment that bares not an ounce of HOSTILITY, if only DISPLEASURE for his own rank– a founder of the Organization, at that, so young too. He gives a wave of his hand absently as he speaks once more. ❝ Besides, I would rather not snitch on my personal interactions–rather unprofessional of me, ❞ He pauses, allowing her to speak and answer his latter questions.

❝ Sade? A good choice–a classic. I have found myself rereading    a lot of Shelley and Shakespeare. One of those classical moods, ❞ A hum is against his throat, barely audible, a curl of his lips upward better known. He crosses his arms at his chest, letting his stance relax everywhere else.

❝ Could simply consider it a break from the action. ❞

                 SHE    NODDED    HER    UNDERSTANDING.      Larxene    most    definitely    did    not    trust    him    yet                                             he    was    too   close    to    those    who    scrutinized    her.      The    LESS    contact,      the    BETTER    OFF    she    was.       ❝      And    what    does    YOUR    OWN    INTERESTS    have    to    do    with    me    ???      ❞      she    asked,      the    doubts    which    she    still    had    still    VERY    MUCH    APPARENT    in    her    tone.      The    blonde    hummed,      seemingly    satisfied    with    his    explanation.      ❝      I    see,      ❞       she    said    in    a    low    voice,      slowly    making    her    way    closer    to    Zexion    to    rest    her    gloved    hand    onto    his    shoulder,      the    pressure    a    little    TOO    MUCH    to    just    be    a    friendly    contact.       ❝      You’re    right    though.       After    all                                         snitches    do    get    stitches    as    the    FAMOUS    SAYING    goes,      ❞       Larxene    didn’t    bother    covering    up    the    threat   with    ANY    PLEASANTRIES.      She    roughly    pushed    him    away    from    her,      backing    away    from    him    once    again.      She    picked    up    her    book    once    more,      focusing    her    stare    on    it    at    the    mention    of    it.       ❝      I’m    GLAD    you    have    good    taste.      Shelley    I    can    enjoy.      But    Shakespeare    is    a    bit     TOO    STARRY    EYED    for    me,      ❞      she    replied    in    a    low    voice.      Her    gaze    shifting    to    him    once    again.       ❝      I    don’t    appreciate    breaks.      ❞

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thefatalmarksman‌:

From one mood to another in the flash of an instant—just like Larxene, as quick and unpredictable as the lightning and thunder under her command. To others it was frightening—to Xigbar, it was merely amusing. It kept things interesting, because he had to admit she was right about one thing: the people in this place could be so boring.

“Hoo boy, lemme tell ya, I can just feel the luck—leakin’ right outta my side,” he teased, making light of the brutal stabbing against his person—but then again, when was turning what would be considered a serious situation into a joke out of the ordinary for the sniper?

“But yeah, sorry this hasn’t all been a magical carnival ride for ya—wasn’t meant to be. Though maybe when everything starts to—y’know, go down, your mood will brighten just a tad. ‘Cuz we wouldn’t want our dear thunderbolt babe to get too bored, now, would we?”

                 HER    EYES    DRIFTED    to    the    wound    in    his    side    once    he    brought    it    up    again.      A     quiet     laugh    escaped    her    at    him    making    light    of    his    UNFORTUNATE    SITUATION.      Poor    Xigbar                                         if    she    had    been    in    a    slightly    better    mood     he    wouldn’t    have    a    SCRATCH    upon    him    now.      Not    to    suggest    that    the    nymph    had    any    regrets    for    doing    so.      In    fact,      he    had    been    BEGGING    to    be    taught    some    respect    for    a   very    long    time    now.      All    she    offered    in    response    for    the    ACCUSATORY    JEST    was    a    shrug    and    amused    smile.      Arms    crossed,      the    boredom    which    had    been    PLAGUING    HER    this    whole    time    was    quick    to    replace    the    temporary    entertainment    roughing    the    other    had    brought    the    blonde.      ❝      Don’t    EVEN    REMIND    ME.      I’ve    been    dying    to    get    out    there    forever,      ❞      she    huffed.      ❝      And    don’t    call    me    that.      ❞

[cancdian-blog]

psa on posting speed;

i am a slow roleplayer. not only do i get distracted easily, i get overwhelmed easily. sometimes i can’t talk and do drafts at the same time so i am sorry if i ignore your message. i am deliberate and methodical with every word choice. i like to spend my time on my writing and getting to that emotional level within myself to evoke a proper response with each reply. i’m not good at whipping out thread after thread. i never have been. i’m sorry if that’s the way you roleplay and i don’t match up, but i like to think the quality of the writing makes up for my lack of speed. thank you so much!

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*seductively crawls out of hell*

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verumace‌:

         Tempered intent lay behind dancing amber as she approached, && he straightened like taut wire. Wariness? Oh, no. Far from. The Gambler of Fate delighted in the moment and the high tide she brought.          A chuckle, low and rolling from the depths of cavernous chest, that settled into a thrum as his gaze flitting down to the action she took. It was… MAGNETIC, that little bite; a siren’s call that he only just withstood for a few seconds.          Her words, however, broke the dam.

         ‘How generous,’ the drawn out rumble was his ONLY warning, before he made claim, and he used the side of curled, leather encased fingers to chuck her chin just enough for the height difference. Cuspids plucked her bottom lip, head tilting a little more as he SAVOURED a taste made with curious, tongue. It lasted for the space of a few seconds, before he relinquished the captured flesh for mouth to brush hers lightly; a contrast to before. ‘You don’t mind, do you?’

                    LARXENE    STOOD    VERY    STILL,      the    amusement    which    the    situation    brought    her    very    apparent    upon    her    features.      His    FIRM    GRIP    found    her    chin      (    though    she    often    would    find    such    displays    of    control    over    her    to    be    distasteful   )      made    her    lips    curl    into    an    IMPISH    GRIN.      She    allowed    him    to    guide    her    forward,      towards    the    increasingly    tantalizing    prospects    which    the    man    could    offer.

                               THE    FEEL    OF    HIS    LIPS    taking    hers    into    a    kiss.      Larxene    didn’t    resist    him     at    all.      Her    mouth    opened    to    allow    him    to    kiss    her    HOWEVER    he    pleased.      She    hummed    at    the    sensation    and    taste    of    his    tongue,      her    own    gloved    hands    were    QUICK    to    grasp    at    his    neck    to    keep    him    close.      A    WHINE    of    exclamation    and    protest    escaped    her    when    he    broke    away.      The    light    contact    following    the    separation    left    her    craving    more,      her    breathing    became    HEAVY    WITH    DESIRE.      She    shook    her    head.      ❝      No,      I    don’t    mind.      ❞

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Maximum Ride — The Angel Experiment  {Sentence Starters}

“It… I’m not an ‘ it ‘.”

“Are there others like you?”

“Well, that’s an evil smile…”

“Yeah, your wing got hit, too.”

“Go ahead and eat. You need to.”

“Excellent. They were flammable.“

“I think the bullet only grazed me…”

“It’s a… wing. My wing. It got hurt, too.”

“We going to storm the place or what?”

“When did they start coming after you?“

“With your wings… can you actually fly?”

“I’ll make sure they treat you right, okay?”

“I don’t want to hurt you. I want to help you.”

“No. Not all of us have superhuman powers.”

“You have two seconds to give me the picture.”

“You’re hurt? Why didn’t you go to the hospital?”

“For the last time, give this up. This is a bad idea.”

“You haven’t been getting very much to eat, have you?”

“I’m not saying that’s what it is. It’s just what it looks like.”

“Is there any reason I shouldn’t teach you a lesson, too?”

“I have to get out of here, okay? Can we just go, now, really fast?”

“Man, you weigh a freaking ton. What’ve you been eating, rocks?”

“Some people just don’t have what it takes to appreciate a cookie.”

“Listen, let’s get out of here, get back home, and make more plans.”

“I didn’t know a van could go up on two wheels like that, for so long.“

“But, you know what? It was almost worth it. The looks on those faces…”

“When are you going to trust me? When are you going to trust yourself?”

“I take it you don’t want me to call your parents? Or the police, either, right?”

“I feel like, like pudding… Pudding with nerve endings. Pudding in great pain.”

“Popcorn for breakfast! Why not? It’s a grain. It’s like, like, grits, but with high self-esteem.“

“The funny thing about facing imminent death is that it really snaps everything else into perspective.“

“Because what’s worse than knowing you want something, besides knowing you can never have it?“

“Is it important to be right or is it important to do what’s right? That’s one of the hardest lessons to learn.“

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1/? gifsets of Larxene for Andrea

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“My friends always tell me I get carried away.”

MEME

                        THE    NYMPH    WAS    NOT    DETERRED    at    his    weak    attempts    at    dismissing    her.      ❝      That’s    their    opinions,      Axel,      ❞      she    said    simply,      naught    a    TRACE    OF    AMUSEMENT    for    his    pathetic    excuse.      Larxene’s    hand    cupped    his    cheek    and    forced    him    to    look    at    her    DETERMINED    GAZE.      And    determined    she    was.      Determined    to    get    him   to   finally    let    go.      Just    get    him    to    ACCEPT    that    he    was    no    more    humane    than    she    was.      They    were    both    UNFORGIVING,      SADISTIC    creatures.     And    it    sickened    her     to    see    him    fight    his    TRUE    NATURE.      ❝      Forget    those    friends,      ❞      she    said    venomously,      harshly    pushing    his    face    to    the    side.       ❝      You    and    I    both    know     that    you    hold    back    WAY    MORE    than    you    should.      Grow    up.      We    have    NO    HEARTS.      What’s    the    point    of    gripping    to    morality     like    some    fucking    child    ???     ❞

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                        I WOULD’VE BULLIED HIM A LITTLE MORE

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