#;sylvie

[moodythemad]

                                                                                           sylvie & alastor. @kxngdomcxme

[moodythemad]

uncle al & sylvie.

@kxngdomcxme

[moodythemad]

moody.

we'll be fighting in the streets with our children at our feet and the morals that they worship will be gone and the men who spurred us on sit in judgement of all wrong they decide and the shotgun sings the song.

@kxngdomcxme @xkilljxy​

[moodythemad]

                                                 the moody’s.

clarence moody, father || josh brolin lavinia moody nee morgan, mother || alicia silverstone nestor moody, brother || ryan phillippe victor moody, brother || chad michael murray theodore moody, brother || jason bateman alastor moody || dominic sherwood katherine moody, sister in law || ali larter samson moody, nephew || dylan sprayberry sylvie moody, niece || emma mackey sophie moody, niece || samara weaving

[humiles-corde-blog]

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             "These chains. . . they hurt. "

       Voice low and hidden almost inside the silence. It was once more         the vampire found herself locked away in the depths of these old         ruins, hidden from the world and unable to free herself.

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              " I've been gone for a while. . . haven't I? "

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-Surprise!-

Taken from this.

With soulmunchingexorcist

{ℳ}—

                                                                     Ꮤell, maybe that was a bit too much force.                                                                     However, it had been some time                                                                     since she last spoke to her friend;                                                                     this poor exorcist she seemed to have startled.                                                                     How could one not be so excited                                                                      as she had been?                                                                     A sheepish laugh to sound softly                                                                     before slowly crawling off of the male,                                                                     kneeling beside him.

“Ɨ  ｄｉｄｎ＇ｔ  ｍｅａｎ  ｔｏ  ｓｔａｒｔｌｅ  ｙｏｕ  ｓｏ  ｍｕｃｈ，  Ｅｍｉｌｉｏ．  Ｉ＇ｍ  ｒｅａｌｌｙ  ｓｏｒｒｙ．”

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Mental Breakdown {M!A Open}

::Just shut up!!::

                                                                                             Came her cry for the voices in her head to cease the constant murmurs,                                                                                              crimson optics clenched shut to keep herself from viewing the shadowy                                                                                              figures only attuned to her. She wished to be free of this, she couldn't                                                                                              tell who was real and who wasn't. Bleeding fists to ooze sanguine liquid                                                                                              from her knuckles breaking through walls recklessly.