#doomedtogether

[fcllenfuck-a-blog]

❤️ !! hey bab i lov u

okok. first, lemme say that i love u nd ur the best that ever bested 

okay so i gotta say some kind shit right? well, you’re really nice, like the first time i messaged you, you were super kind, you let me plot with you and you were just so enthusiastic about everything ( you still are ) another thing is you’re literally a beam of sunshine. like, everyone, you talk to you’re extremely nice and you make them feel so welcomed and appreciated.

i hope this is good bc i can’t express my feelings for shit!

[wisdomwalked-blog]

Nadia, Daughter of Iris // @doomedtogether

[imcginaticn-blog]

@doomedtogether liked!

     “i'm… lost.”

[bcnemasked-blog]

                            @doomedtogether caught the Masked Man 

   Quick Miles, give a smooth answer to the person’s question. Ohhh shit.  “ -- no, I  ... was not the one to drive that car into that building. ” He wiped some blood away from his eyes, mask in hand as he tried to play it cool in front of the other. 

[honesttogcd-archive-blog]

@doomedtogether

“C’mon, sunshine, up and at ‘em. Turn that frown upside down.” 

[fadetcwhite]

                          “but your love’s too good to lose.”

      “hold me tighter.”                                                                                                           “even closer.”

                                             “i’ll stay if i’m what you chose.”

[forgottcnrcalm-blog]

❧ @doomedtogether liked for a Darkness Starter || Accepting ☙

༺ Eyes, glaring, red hues just watching the other as he walked in. Paranormalist. What a joke. Nothing they found was believed, and nothing they stood for seemed to have solid foundation. Oh if only people were less ignorant of how the world was. Maybe more would be scared.

           ❝ So question for you. You, some just- human, decided one day that                  you’d hunt down things unknown. Ghosts, demons, and                  whatever else your small existence allows you to comprehend.                  Why then, knowing you are in no way on these fiends level, did                  walking into a darkened room within what you mortals call a                  ‘haunted house’ seem an intelligible idea? ❞

Red eyes pierced the dark, staring at the investigator. Was he taunting him? He always did when it came to the moronic side of the living creatures in reality- which tended to be most. Oddly enough the darkness in the room avoided him, letting the blonde be seen near perfectly. ༻

[thats-the-key-blog1]

“Heh, you look like you could use a drink mon ami.” Francois spoke to the person who had abruptly come through the bar doors and plopped down on the seat next to him, concern apparent in his voice despite the attempt to make a light-hearted pass at the other.

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