#fromafaroffland

[heavydiirtysouls-archive]

@fromafaroffland || GOOD LUCK ;

“Somebody told me I was going to hell this morning, and I’m no Christian, or anything,” 

“but I think me holding hands with my sugar daddy is probably the least of my worries, don’t you think?”

[asterxles]

@fromafaroffland

The nymph paced back and forward, muttering quietly under his breath. Every few seconds magic would spark at his fingertips only to fizzle-out and fade a moment later. “You there. Ignore me not!” He walked as far forward as he could but only managed about five steps before an unseeable forced pushed him back towards the centre of the room. “Is this your doing?”

[ambrogiocruor]

@fromafaroffland has interrupted a feeding

Ambrogio had sensed the creature long before they’d approached. He’d heard the slight beating of their heart and noticed how eerily quiet the forest - his forest - had grown but days of starvation and planning had drained him of all patience. Rather than run - as was his usual response - the vampire remained, determined to finish feeding, no matter what.

“-----” Reluctantly pulling back from his victim, Ambrogio sighed; the eyes on his back were distracting, robbing him of his blood-soaked pleasure. “You overstep your mark. You intrude upon my land...”His arm wrapped around his prey, holding them tight against his chest. “And now you spy sacred rituals?

“Come forward. Make yourself known; who are you to ruin this moment for me?”

[heavydiirtysouls-archive]

@fromafaroffland || GOOD LUCK ;

“Shshsh, Frankie...” 

The baby was crying, unable to be soothed, and Murray, tired and cold, wanted to cry as well.

“Frankie, c’mon, I’m trying.” He adjusted, pulling his jacket around himself more, having the girl tucked to his chest to keep her as warm as he could.

He glanced up, seeing someone else enter the subway station. Offering them a little bit of smile, he tried to bounce Frances, attempting to quiet her.

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@fromafaroffland || BARREL ;

Making a tsking sound, Oogie surveyed the scene in front of him, the mess that Barrel was making.

“You take after your brother.” He lamented.

“That’s too bad.”

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a new toy and an old boy || rhiptzy

@fromafaroffland || CHIP ;

"I need your help with something!” Rhett called, from the garage. 

He was shifting Fitzy’s weight in his hands, the teen limp in his grip. 

It wasn’t as though he was particularly heavy, or anything, more so that his jacket was caught on something, and Rhett couldn’t lift him out.

“Now, Chip!” He hadn’t even informed his boy that he’d be bringing someone else home with him today, so Chip was likely in for a shock when he came into the garage.

Fitzy was unconscious, hands bound, and drooling a little bit where his face rested against Rhett. It was obvious he’d been drugged somehow, given that he didn’t so much as move the whole time Rhett was manhandling him.

[heavydiirtysouls-archive]

Dominik: Sorry, who’s this?

Dominik: I’m assuming it’s Lock, since you were dreaming about me…

Dominik: Either way, you’re welcome ;)

Lock: oh so now you don't know who i am

Lock: ofc

Lock: i won't waste my time then i guess

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@fromafaroffland || BARREL ;

Appearing beside Barrel with a loud bang, Shea coughed, shaking his head.

He straightened after a moment, running his hand through his hair, more casual than someone who had just teleported should be. “Hey.”

Something was... different. The way he was carrying himself, maybe?

“You just had to tell him you thought we were pretty, didn’t you?” 

The voice sounded garbled, as though his vocal chords had been put through a garbage disposal.

Shea the human.

He wasn’t around very often, not wanting to really live anymore, but had been all but forced out in order to keep them from agreeing to anything stupid.