#bonesadlibitum

[checkinchekov-blog]

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[[ When Pavel was very little, his mother, Anna, began to teach him how to play the piano. These lessons did not get very far, though, as Anna died when Pavel was only 6 years old. Though he’s since given up on the piano (and on instruments in general), he still remembers what most of the notes and symbols mean. And on those rare chances when he does come across a piano, Pavel can’t help but sit down for a while, even keying a few notes when he thinks no one is listening. ]]

[itwasajokecupcake]

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Excuse me while I gather all that glitter and write a starter.

//so just didn't laugh so hard, they snorted spit from nose...gross...

[itwasajokecupcake]

bones-ad-libitum replied to your post:bones-ad-libitum replied to your post:. OMG it’s...

Yes we do darling! And I love you plenty! OMG! I wanna Kid!Bones halloween rp where he wants to go trick or treating! GIMME

...excuse me while I throw up sugar and glitter because that's fucking adorable and I need this last week.

[itwasajokecupcake]

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OMG it’s true. I’m dying.

Reason #4386 for you needing to love me and rp with me more. 

//cough

[itwasajokecupcake]

bones-ad-libitum replied to your post:bones-ad-libitum replied to your post:. God, I do...

Yeah, it’s a deep creeping feeling. Something so final is really scary, because you know you can’t stop it. And you’ll never know if there’s more to it until it happens. And to lose someone so important is devastating.

I actually didn't used to be scared of the idea...for certain reasons I won't discuss here. But now, it's almost a (ironically) heart-stopping, breathtaking, almost soul crushing feeling.

Ugh, I've had the heebee jeebees for days.

[itwasajokecupcake]

bones-ad-libitum replied to your post:.

God, I do this sometimes too, and I just have to force myself to stop. It always just gives me anxiety.

like, yeah. the night it actually hit, like really hit that one day, that will be it. Your last day. Or hers. I couldn't breathe and I felt a really bad attack coming on. I had to sit up and by the window before even trying to calm down.

She jokes I'm not allowed to die before her...but I dunno if I would survive if she went first. And it doesn't just give me anxiety, it hurts on some weird spiritual scale. 

I...just know how to cope and I feel suddenly so...distant from my world.

[spock-s-chn-t-gai-blog]

(couch meme) After tossing and turning for half the night, Bones sat up in bed. The fight didn't sit well with him and he couldn't get any sleep like this. Walking into the living area he saw Spock meditating in front of the couch. With a heavy sigh, he went and sat behind the Vulcan on the thing. He wasn't sure what to say that wouldn't start them back on their arguemental path, so he stayed silent.

Spock was aware of Leonard’s presence, but continued with his meditation until he was ready to turn and face the man. “Hello, Leonard,” he spoke softly, and stood up, still facing away from the man. “I assume you were unable to sleep, as was I, and came to ‘make amends.’” The Vulcan wasn’t angry with the man, merely frustrated. Very frustrated.

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[starchxser-archive]

Dog Days || Closed

It had been too long since Jim had seen the light of day with his own eyes, felt its warmth on his skin instead of on his fur. He could hardly remember what it felt like, but as he watched the sunrise begin through the window of his room the sadness and longing wasn’t for than the sun. Jim looked down at the Great Dane as it snoozed in his lap. How many years had it been since he had been able to simply kiss the man he loved? He had long since lost track, no longer able to even begin to count. The curse laid upon both of by a jealous goddess had yet to be broken no matter how hard they had tried.

All Jim had wanted was to stay true to man who’d taken his heart, but of course a demigod denying a goddess was an insult. How dare he not accept the offer of someone as above him as her? Even if his father was Apollo, his mother was still human and Aphrodite showing interest him should’ve had Jim dropping to his knees. It didn’t. The blond only had eyes for Athena’s only son and minor god of medicine, his Bones. When Aphrodite learned of the love the two men shared her fury only grew and if hasn’t been for Bones’ mother interfering, they’re fate may have been far worse. This way they just could never hold each other, kiss, or make love for they were never in human form at the same time.

As Jim’s fingers stroked through Bones’ fur, the sun finally started to peak out from over the horizon. It would only be a matter of moments before the roles were reversed. With a soft sigh and a kiss to the top of the dog’s forehead, Jim shifted Bones off his lap so he could stand. “C’mon Bonesy, it’s time to get up. You’ve only got until sunset, enjoy the sun for me.” A moment later and Jim was on four legs with a tail, hopping back onto the bed to lick at Bones’ now human face. He always felt the worst every time they changed.