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[tobyvansten]

Toby ran down the hallway, taking the corner at a skid and bursting into Marcus’s study, box held aloft. 

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!!”

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[ask-nightvales-voice]

Can I have a ride? (Closed rp)

Tap. Tap. 

Taptaptap........ tap. 

“Dammit!” Cecil swore and bent to gather another handful of pebbles. “... can’t believe I’m doing this....” 

He pitched another handful of small stones at the window above his head, wincing as most of them missed and clattered against the siding. The teen felt exposed standing there in the early morning light, his jacket hanging off his shoulders and backpack plopped at his feet. If a groundskeeper or someone caught him here he was dead meat for trespassing on the Vansten estate.

“C’mon... wake up already...” 

Cecil lobbed another pebble at the Vantsen’s window and did a silent cheer when it struck the pane. 

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[tobyvansten]

@gilded-billionaire “Dad! C’n I dye my hair for m’birthday?” 

[ask-nightvales-voice]

Night Sail Closed Thread

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“Some say he steers a spectral ship, that’s ghostly gray and grand..” 

The singing floated over the misty air with a startling quality, achocolate voice clinging to the ears of passerby. Tightening another knot on the rope Cecil moved down the line, his voice rising and falling as steady as the waves.

Having taken a spell, he was now waiting for a ship like many other sailors; however, there were whispers about him that made some captains leery - that he was no mortal sailor, but a siren or half-siren, bold enough to walk amongst humans. He ignored the whispers as always and continued his work. A ship would be there eventually. 

“... oh forty fathoms he walks, with rusty keys his locker locks...” 

[ask-nightvales-voice]

Wrapping paper? Check

Tape? Check.

Ribbon? Tilted, and admittedly held together with too much tape, but check! 

Cecil smiled and switched the present to his left hand, knocking smartly on the front door of the Vansten estate with his right. Pulling a favor to get the day off was risky, but surprising Marcus was worth the blood sacrifice. 

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[tobyvansten]

💭

Send a ‘💭’ to learn what my muse thinks of yours.

“He’s th’greatest dad ever! He’s kind an’ really smart an’ always makes time fer me. Dad’s taught me a lot, an’ I hope I c’n grow up t’ be like him one day.”

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@gilded-billionaire --- RANDOM STARTER.

      “KNOCK knock !  christmas delivery !”  carlos has one of those disposable metal containers in one hand, covered neatly in foil. he grins as he adjusts his santa hat. yes, he’s very into the holidays. “brought some homemade tamales for you and toby. my family sent way too many like usual, so i thought i’d share.”

[ask-nightvales-voice]

Hello!

Send me a HELLO and I’ll answer…                            

If we kissed:

[] This wouldn’t happen.

[] Oh disgusting.

[XX] Again, again.

[X] Kiss you back.

[X] Let’s take this to the bedroom.

[] Slap/Push you away.

[] Be confused

If you asked me out I’d say:

[] Um no.

[] I’m taken-

[] Sure.

[XXXXX] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.

Can we cuddle?:

[] No.

[] Ew.

[] Sure.

[XXXXXXXX] YES.

Sex?:

[X] Let’s do it.

[] No. You can’t handle my d.

[XX] FUCK YES.

[] No.

Should you reblog this?:

[] Yes. I want to send you one.

[] Yes.

[X] ((You already reblogged it <3