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After being beaten yet again Lara stumbled through the streets looking for a place to patch herself up. After all if she didnt clean and bandage these wounds things could get bad...

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Closed RP with frostedwhispers
After being beaten yet again Lara stumbled through the streets looking for a place to patch herself up. After all if she didnt clean and bandage these wounds things could get bad...
(Closed rp)
It had been close to a year since Ivan last saw Matthew. He said he would be back soon bit he just never came. Ivan was watching his two small snowman dance around and sighed. He just wanted some one to talk to now. He had given up hope on ever seeing Matthew again.
The house must be getting pretty cold right now, the wraith has tracked some souls to this neighborhood so suddenly its snowing.
Strange. The heat must have stopped working. It was getting cold rather quickly. It wasn’t even this cold outside a few hours ago. What’s going on?
( star because cell ovo')
If we kissed:
[] This wouldn’t happen.
[] Oh disgusting.
[] Again, again.
[x] Kiss you back.
[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.
[] Slap/Push you away.
[] Be confused
If you asked me out I’d say:
[x] Um no.
[] I’m taken-
[] Sure.
[] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.
Can we cuddle?:
[] No.
[] Ew.
[x] Sure.
[] YES.
Sex?:
[] Let’s do it.
[] No. You can’t handle my d.
[] FUCK YES.
[] No.
[x] No because I'm pretty sure you would freeze my ass and that would be fun for no one.
Should you reblog this?:
[] Yes. I want to send you one.
[] Yes.
[] No.
[x] if you want to
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Inspirational Mun Award! This award is given to muns that spark inspiration for everything from conversations to pictures! To receive this award more than once means you must be extremely inspiring! But I ask that you keep the inspiration going by giving this award to at least five other muns. Nothing bad will happen if you don't but it's fun to brighten another's day right?
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Knight in Shining Obsidian | AU | @frostedwhispers
[It was just like him to feel restless enough to wander the streets in the middle of the night. Or early morning, depending on personal views. It was 3:56 a.m. on a lazy September morning, the crisp fall air nipping and tearing through Matthew’s windbreaker, and seeped past the cotton of his pajama shirt. The cold didn’t bother him much— not as much as his inability to sleep, at least— but he couldn’t help but feel that this particular chill was almost… venomous. As if it was the heart of winter was there biting at the skin of his face and ankles. But again, he thought nothing of it.]
[He gives a sigh, wrapping his arms around himself in an attempt to seek heat and refuge from the cold. He can see his breath forming clouds before his lips, and his glasses fogging up with moisture. Maybe he should just head back home? At least that way, he’d be warm and restless, rather than freezing and restless.]
[Matthew’s steps come to a slow halt as he lifts his head upwards, staring at the empty, blackened road ahead of him. Something seemed off. He doesn’t hear anything— nor does he see anything. Yet. But the cold— the cold was almost unbearable. And that’s saying something, coming from someone like him. He shivers and staggers back, holding the front of his jacket closed. Yeah, he figured that he’d definitely gone far enough. As he turns on his heel, Matthew catches a glimpse of the cemetery gate that stands a few yards away from him, and he freezes again. He sees something. Something that he doesn’t want to acknowledge, due to the exact fact that it’s something. Not someone, not an animal, not an average living creature. A thing.][A thing he’s never seen. A thing he doesn’t recognize, a thing he doesn’t know— Something unearthly.][Matthew stares, and doesn’t move.]
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Well, well well~
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