#ancientdusk

[eckarific]

Drake Leaked Twitter Video: Nocturnal Ancient Dusk Edison Bulb Inspiration

https://wallartmagic.com/ai-wall-art/drake-leaked-twitter-video-nocturnal-ancient-dusk-edison-bulb-inspiration/

[charutos-verdes]

ooc//I'm getting chills and starting not to feel well so I think it's time to hit the hay. If you want, tomorrow we can continue this thread or we can ensue in new drama ;w;

[dreamretae]

ancient-dusk

concisus-errantia-animus

"Hi there." Multiple people! Deep breath, stand up straight and don't forget to smile.  "Names' Menae. How can I help you?"

[charutos-verdes]

He had almost forgotten what it was like to dance until his feet were sore. And, though they ached and were sure to be covered in sores and blisters by the time he walked home, he loved every minute of it. His bow tie hanging loose around his neck, Jose wrapped his arm around the woman walking beside him and continued to lead the two of them down the street—mid laughter. He was hoping that, in the midst of the darkness and their laughter, she wouldn't notice that he was taking her someplace else. 

It wasn't until he stood in front of his own gate that he took his arm from around her to let them in. Looking back at her confusion with a proud smirk, he spoke. "I hope you don't mind. I haven't even given you your present yet." Now leading her down the driveway and up to the front door, he unlocked the house, holding the door open for her and motioning for her to step inside and make herself comfortable. 

"Home sweet home," he sighed contently. It wasn't really home, a lot less of a home than her apartment had become, but it was as close to his real home as he could get. Stepping through the foyer and into the next room, he began to flip the lights on before tossing his jacket across and old couch next to his piano.

[charutos-verdes]

It had been quite some time before he could last remember waking up, face first in the dirt—and not due to intoxication. Usually, he had always been smart enough to either avoid or get himself out of these kinds of situations. Even then, in his younger years, he always found a rather chilling thrill from waking up cold and spitting up blood. It had only happened a handful of times in his life but boy had it been exciting.

But now, not so much.

He picked himself up and dusted himself off, cringing as he wiped the blood from his slightly injured jaw. Oh there were times when he wished that he could've found wealth some other way; and this was one of those times. He held his head high, even though there was soreness in ever step he took until, eventually, he found himself in front of a familiar bookstore.

You're a goddamn idiot, he told himself—knowing far better than to have come straight to her work. But god was he sick of being alone. 

[pessimisticstrategist-archived]

☾ ☯ ♒

☾: Sleep Headcanon

Xu Shu is a light sleeper. Nearly anything can wake him up but he can also seem to sleep in the weirdest places, from the floor, in trees... he even took to taking a nap on the rooftop of the palace once.

☯: Pet Peeve Headcanon

He doesn't like his desk to be touched. Although he is messy and can be not orderly, the strategist can be really annoyed if he notices something out of place on his desk. If you are to place something on it like documents, he would rather you put it on his bed or on another table besides the desk.

♒: Phobia Headcanon

He has a fear towards animals. Due to an incident as a child, he had grown to fear all of them and rather avoid ever using them in battle or for transportation. Horses are much more tolerable but he would rather walk than ride them.

[tiranit]

ＡＨＡＨＡＨＡＨＡＡＨＡＨ！！！

spookytasmin

ancient-dusk

willneverbeaswan

pythonissam-miraculorum

nemmieoftheocean

theprestigiousmask

netherworld-prince

shichishi-chii

Ｗｈａｔ ｆｏｏｌ ｄａｒｅｓ ａｗａｋｅｎ ｍｅ， ｔｈｅ ｇｒｅａｔ Ｌａｈａｒｌ？

    —「Ｌ」The proud overlord casually eats a sandwich that he probably stole from some unsuspecting bystander on a bench of bus stop. Yeah this was definitely the human world for once. Eh, mix ups happen with the dimensional gate, oh well. He gave a soft sigh as he continued to eat in an irritated manner. Giving away gazes of scorn and spite to normal passer bys, simply to freak them out. It was funny to see people freak out of his crimson red eyes, or his hair. But if they made fun of it, scared wasn't going to be the last thing they were.

[gingerandminttea-archive-blog]

¤ //yOOOOoOoo

Send me " ¤" For my muses reaction to yours kissing them out no where

...Who was this? She was reading for one moment, then this person comes out the middle of nowhere, and presses their own two lips with hers. Maybe this was some sort of mistake? A very big one to be exact? For a moment the Xingese just sat there frozen before pulling away, staring at the other with wide eyes.

"...我做的東西?"