goldentrailblazer replied to your post: harry potter!
I have a percy!! I mean, he’s on hiatus, but I have him haha
oh my goodness really? what’s the url?
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goldentrailblazer replied to your post: harry potter!
I have a percy!! I mean, he’s on hiatus, but I have him haha
oh my goodness really? what’s the url?
goldentrailblazer
“Wanna take my shift on Monday? I’ve got some things to do, so i’ll be late. Figured you could take my shift and when I get here, I’ll just be a bouncer”
"-- CHEL!" Miguel skidded to a stop, pressing a hand into the stitch in his side as he attempted to catch a breath. "Ha- have you seen Tulio... anywhere?"
she turns quickly at the familiar call of her name with concern already at the fore-front of her mind. in THEIR line of work them being out of breath and panicked is never a good indicator of anything. GENTLY she places a stilling hand on his arm and looks him over carefully to make sure his panting is from exertion and not PAIN. ❛ amo, i haven't. is he in trouble? are you? ❜
Vivid Application!
Name: Miguel Reyes Age: 27 Face claim: Charlie Hunnam Position or Client: Bartender (amateur stripper??) Short Bio: With quick tongue and quicker hands, Miguel found that his con-artist ways happily transposed into a set of halfway decent bartending skills. Drunken people of all sorts seemed to idolise the man and the concoctions he could create.
Miguel thoroughly enjoyed the steady, constant work. Vivid was home. A bright, exciting, warped sort of paradise to the weary traveller still looking for that sense of adventure.
Speaking of adventure – and as someone incapable of passing up the chance to show off – when the opportunity presented itself for Miguel to take a place on the stage, he answered with nothing less than enthusiasm. He lived for the adoration of the clients, thrived on the compliments he received standing behind the bar – and the catcalls? Nothing short of music to his ears.
As he stood just out of reach. JUST this side of untouchable.
He felt like a god.
“Don’t move! You’ll faint!”
The pirate woman hissed, pushing off of the platform even as he fretted and almost crumpling under the pain in her ribs. Definitely some broken ones, but lying in bed would do nothing for the condition, that much she knew. Broken ribs were not an uncommon ailment amongst those who got into fist fights. When the golden haired man reached to physically stop her, tattooed fingers immediately drew her curved dagger; brandishing it rather halfheartedly thought she glowered at him through her pain.
"Touch me and you lose your hand." A moment of eye contact passed between them, she daring him to try it and he seemingly trying to decide if she were serious. In the end he retracted his hand and she leaned on the wall and did her best to walk.
Tulio, Miguel && Chel’s relationship summed up in one screencap.
goldentrailblazer && thattrailweblaze
“You’re not a god?!”
“You lied to me?”
goldentrailblazer said:
paint me like one of your french girls, beeble
Get out, you giant nerd.