#followedpath

[mercyinvite]

@followedpath

    “ I think the moon is full.         I’ve come undone. ”

[wantlongera]

❝   ...  are you HUNGRY ?   ❞      he must be tired after the eventful (  --  and tragic ) day that’s befallen him. the loss of his grandmother  ...  the POOR dear. he looks so grown up, but dolores senses there is a piece of childhood left in him somewhere. the way he speaks, the LOVE he clearly has for his grandma. her heart aches for him; dolores is eager to help.      ❝   or would you like some TEA, or hot cocoa, or  --  anything you’d like, hon,   ❞      the specter’s doting to the point of it being near OVERBEARING, although it is all well meaning.                   

@followedpath​   /   liked for an apocalypse starter !

[cortezxlaundry-blog]

@followedpath

“How did you do that?” Her blue eyes widen, suddenly discovered she had been found. “I’m so sorry...I didn’t mean to pry but...I never seen anything like that before. Are you a wizard of some sort?”

[lastxdragon]

“It’s gonna be okay. We’re gonna get through this. I’ve got you.”

╣❦╠ ƈօռզʊɛʀɨռɢ ֆȶօʀʍ ❧

She’d never been through an earthquake and this one was something-something-point-bullshit on the earth-is-opening-to-swallow-us scale as far as Dany was concerned as she clung to Michael’s arm, trying to keep her balance while he lead her through the hallway to the office. The sound of glass breaking made her nod quickly, letting him pull her down under the big desk there. Daenerys murmured a spell of protection under her breath, but still grabbed his hand when another quake shudder shook the house. Plaster fell from the ceiling, sending up clouds of pasty white dust. Of all the situations in which Daenerys had imagined being in his arms, this had not even made the list, but here they were.

“You know, the east coast is nice. It’s really nice. The ground doesn’t try to eat you there,” Dany teased, gasping a moment later when a piece of the ceiling hit the table above and she pressed her cheek to his shoulder, slipping her arm around his waist. “I know you do, Michael. I would be pretty scared if you weren’t here,” she admitted though it was her job to protect him. He was so nice to her and it was a bit of a mystery why, but right now, his scent surrounded her and tilting her head just a little let her hear his heartbeat, a truly comforting sound.

[enouxment-a-blog]

@followedpath liked for a starter based on the song the ending by hobo johnson

          “you're like the WEIRD GUY in all the movies          ” is he HIGH?? one-hundred and ten percent. “         YA’KNOW, who turns into the hero at the end and gets the girl.”

[cortezxlaundry-blog]

@followedpath

“Oh! You’re the boy...” she may have been free, banished from March’s sight. But she could still see, see the happenings of the hotel. “You were here before taking the witch with you. I must say that was quite something!”

[lastxdragon]

“You be careful, alright? It’s not safe, and I worry.”

@soulpromised 

╣❦╠ ƈօռզʊɛʀɨռɢ ֆȶօʀʍ ❧

Daenerys looked up at Michael, her expression solemn almost to the point of resignation as she reached up to touch his cheek. There were moments like these when it was hard to reconcile this feeling, caring man with the antichrist he was, because she knew he cared deeply for her, perhaps even as deeply as she cared for him though she could not admit those feelings. His father had sent her here to help him, not lose her heart to him, and now, it seemed, He had a new task.

“I will, but you know this is your Father’s will, Michael. If… if He does not return me to you, know that I will never forget you,” Daenerys told him softly, blinking as her eyes stung. She had to be strong. Stretching up, she brushed her lips on his in a whisper of a kiss. “He would not send me if He did not need me.” Dany took a deep, shuddering breath then licked her lips as she held out her hands to begin the spell. “Goodbye Michael.”

[followspeace-blog]

😉

OPEN. | @followedpath

Chamuel was in the process of trying to wash what little dishes were in the kitchen after their shared lunch time, wanting to keep Michael’s current place of home CLEAN despite it being barely occupied. He was just setting the last plate to dry when he heard the soft padding of feet entering the room, immediately drying his hands and turning around to greet Michael with a wide smile, that quickly faltered just the slightest at the proximity between themselves. Chamuel was no FOOL to human biology, to DESIRE. As soon as those slender fingers hooked onto his hips via his belt and began pulling him forward, he had to swallow HARD. How easy it was for this body to become TEMPTED, heating up at the closeness, the look in the other’s eyes. Smile grows slowly from smirk to impish grin, head tilting to one side as puppy eyes narrow suspiciously, his own hands going to resting lightly over Michael’s own hands.

“What’re you doing there MIKEY, got something to say ?”