@aclamantine.
❛ miss bennet, you talk in your sleep. ❜

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@aclamantine.
❛ miss bennet, you talk in your sleep. ❜
TEDDY. CLAIRE. TRACY. PETER.
7-9, 21, 41 B)
random character development questions.
7. How would they fare in a zombie apocalypse?He would station himself on a hill with popcorn and binoculars & enjoy the show.
8. Gold, silver, or copper jewelry?……..he’s not pimp enough to pull off gold lbr.
9. How much ice do they put in their drinks?None, we’re pouring that shit straight.
21. answered!
41. Are they an exhibitionist? Do they ever change in front of windows? Have sex when they know people can see/hear?……..just no.
daddy & i (:
okay, let me talk about mcrality and aclamantine. let me talk about these PIECES OF SHIT. first of all, they keep me up until five thirty in the goddamn morning with our stupid skype conversations about dick sizes and milo ventimiglia. they also are just horrible people who give me these emotions that make me want to vomit holy fucking shit. rest in pieces me like honestly.
but also they are adorable and i want them to get married (to each other. and to me) and their writing is just??? wow. good shit meme. and i mean, who else can i shit talk everyone in the universe with? like i love you guys a lot and i am very glad i know you losers. stay fabulous ok thx bye
▐░▒ ( aclamantine
‘ oh thank god . ‘
claire bennet, cas, human/rapid cellular regen., 18, aclamantine, scavenger
welcome !!
★ h....a...h........................a
you sinner
there’s a part of him that knows she isn’t joking. but instead of doing the SMART thing (leaving, calling nate, turning invisible) he shifted weight between his legs, crossing his arms as he stayed in place.
Your name is Peter and upon this rock...
“You wouldn’t dare.”
aclamantine: the shirt thief
“Umm, Claire-”
“Isn’t that my shirt?”
It wasn’t exactly a question of whether it was ( he knew it was his ); more as his way to prompt her into explaining herself.