#bloodmirrored

[templarvow]

dying was exhausting. no matter how many times he does it, it never gets easier. coming back to life. the only thing that ever made it easier was her. he couldn’t explain it, though he imagined it was something similar to the way nicky and joe always looked for one another right after waking up. like in that split second, right before taking your first breath all that mattered was seeing the person you cared about. he’d never understood it until now. until he found himself dragging himself to her doorstep and all but collapsing against her. she was the closest thing to comfort that he’d ever known. her bathroom was a mess. specks of blood that he’d tried to clean off himself marring the otherwise pristine cleanliness of her sink. when the door creaked open a moment later, he turned to give her a somewhat apologetic smile . ❝ i’ll clean it, ❞  he promised, nodding his gratitude as she set him aside some fresh clothes. he was still covered in blood, bullet-turn shirt laying in a heap on the ground as he turned to look at her.  ❝ thank you. for everything. again. ❞          /          @bloodmirrored​   +   old guard things ! 

[wickxdwxtch]

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                ‘ SORRY I’M nervous, I’m... You’re like, REALLY pretty. ‘

[seesgood]

verse instagram aesthetics, feat. @bloodmirrored          /         no longer accepting ! 

[murderasscience]

@bloodmirrored || gv starter call

there were two options here, as far as he could tell. sebastian could avoid the woman he recognized, or he could go an talk to her. the chances of a truce were more likely if he opted for the latter. he would keep his mouth shut if she would do the same. working in the business and running into what could only be described as a colleague, there was a certain amount of professional curtesy. an unspoken rule. we’re all criminals here. 

he’d only interacted with a couple people since crawling his way onto the beach. she needed to be one of them. 

making his way to her, it wasn’t until he was only a few steps behind that he saw the look in her eye. he’d never seen her shaken before. “adrienne.” he looked at the gash across her back and pursed his lips. “you’re injured. will you let me help?”

[selfishsoulstm]

@bloodmirrored // closed starter. // cont.

              this   was   something   chuck   never   thought   he   was   going   to   have   to   deal   with   but   here   it   was   ,   in   the   flesh   ,   his   worst   nightmare.   when   he   found   that   tested   pee   stick   in   the   trash   ,   he   couldn’t   describe   the   gut   punch   he   felt   right   in   the   bottom   of   his   stomach.   he   didn’t   want   this   -----   this   was   something   he   never   wanted   because   he   knew   he’d   do   a   terrible   job.   he   couldn’t   parent   a   child   ,   he   couldn’t   be   a   role   model   of   a   father.   look   who   he   had   as   a   father   ??   someone   that   royally   fucked   him   up   in   ways   he   was   pretty   sure   were   irreversible.   he   listened   to   her   explanation   about   the   test   and   what   he   wanted   to   do   the   most   was   leave   ,   to   not   have   to   deal   with   this   but   she   asked   him   not   to.   could   he   at   least   give   her   that   ??    he   sighs   deeply   in   intense   thought   ,   unsure   of   what   to   say   or   how   to   properly   act   now   that   he   was   going   to   be   a   father   ----   whether   he   wanted   to   or   not.   ❝    what   do   you   want   to   do  ??    ❞   he   asked   ,   knowing   what   he   wanted   to   but   he   wasn’t   going   to   say   it   without   her   responding   first.

[wickxdwxtch-moved]

@bloodmirrored liked for a starter; 

        “ so --- “ he began, his gaze already averted towards the floorboards below as he leaned up against the door frame leading to her room. his blunt teeth tore into the inside of his lip, while his hands fumbled with the car keys in his hand. “ --- i got to go on a trip. “ a trip to a place that he really didn’t want to take but, with it being a few long years since he reigned death on the gemini coven, he figured it would be safe to go back for a few things. back home to portland that is. “ i’ll only be a few days but --- “ he paused once again, feeling stupid for even acting mildly nervous towards her. it wasn’t like things were different between them, they were just close and she was pretty much the only person in his life that she trust, aside from lukas. “ --- i wanted to see if you wanted to go with me? “ kai questioned, raising a brow as he rested his gaze upon hers. “ i mean i figured with you telling me about your history that i would show you a little about mine. it’s only fair. “

[vandbaerer]

@bloodmirrored | hp group verse starter call!

   Pacing the grounds of the Forbidden Forest, frustration was visible in his eyes as he barely even glanced at his companion. Continuously walking with a decent distance between them. ❝ And how did we end up here? ❞  he spoke, aloud. Wanting the other to hear his irritation.  ❝ Oh right, because YOU attacked ME. ❞  Knowing Peter, he had probably been asking for it - having a tendency to agitate other people. When things weren’t going his way, he could have quite a temper.  ❝ What are we even looking for anyways? ❞

[thecatsidhe]

// @bloodmirrored liked for a starter

Wren moved through the Great Hall with purpose, studying the Hufflepuff table intently when her gaze landed on the one she was looking for. Striding over, she tapped the girl on her shoulder and gave the other a brilliant smile. “Could you please, please, please help me with Potions?” It was one of the few subjects that she wasn’t great at. She just didn’t have the attention span or patience for it and her wanting to be an Auror...well, she needed to do better in Potions. Even if that meant humbling herself to asking another person for help.