#eagle.

[the-vengeance]

Hey, I’m Lonny, I play bass for Black Veil Brides and apparently steal usernames. I don’t have much to say other than one time someone (not naming names here) told me the tour bus was transported from the USA to the UK via a magnet on top of it that sticks to the underside of the plane and I bought it. I don’t like the dark, not into horror movies, if I was a rugrat I’d be Chuckie Finster but without the glasses and the red hair. Come talk to me on gh @ saintsoftheblood I’ll be there til I fall asleep (which may be any time now).

[rvexillology]

Grand Duchy of Lithuania flag in shape of the Prussian flag. Vytis in place of the Eagle.

from /r/vexillology Top comment: Dont know why but this is giving off Belarusian vibes

[peacock-sylv-blog]

@estlyn

“Darling,” Sylv drawled, unwrapping the coat that she had flung over her shoulders for the walk to his room, “It seems you’ve made a proper mess of things for yourself.” The garment, despite it’s original astronomical price tag, was discarded onto the seat of an open chair while she stepped into his apartment with the assuredness of someone who believed that they were owed attention as soon as they waltzed through the door. “Let’s see this bruise of yours,” she cooed, seeking him out, “I need to double check if you’re still handsome.” Inside her bag, a multitude of products bumped against one another, “And to help fix things if not.”

[deadxxbambi]

[the-vengeance]

this has been out for a little while but i never really posted it here, but since i thought about posting my face again, i thought this would be a good way to do it. 

[origamirp-a]

bird names.

The birds get to carry the birds name that connects to their lineage. Once taking the position, the codename becomes an identity. They get their own identity back once dropping the title and therefor retiring.

Crowe - Taneer Eagle - Hendrick Dove - Darcy

[peacock-sylv-blog]

S M O K I N G   S E C T I O N;

@estlyn

      This was becoming something of a habit for the two of them. Sylv reclined back in her seat, trying to imagine that the velvet wasn’t worn down and that the paint wasn’t chipping off of the hand rests. She’d texted Estlin, claiming and emergency-- the classics department didn’t have many of those; and while she waited for his grand entrance through the side doors, she began to slide a cigarette into the holder that she had tucked into her bag. It was a silly, theatrical thing, but once she touched her lighter to the end of it, the smoke began to rise from the shadowy spot that she sat. It felt a little bit like falling back into another time and Sylv revelled in it, inhaling deeply to greet Estlin’s entrance with a lazy succession of halos. “Hello angel,” the brunette cooed, “Care to join me?”