♫ (fortnight)
Bloodstream - Stateless
I think I might’ve inhaled youI could feel you behind my eyesYou gotten into my bloodstreamI could feel you floating in me
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♫ (fortnight)
Bloodstream - Stateless
I think I might’ve inhaled youI could feel you behind my eyesYou gotten into my bloodstreamI could feel you floating in me
♔ ( fortnight and bhverse, if you're down. c: )
Send me a ♔ and my muse will tell you something they’d NEVER say to your face.
bhverse:
Either my gaydar is glitching badly or half the guys in this school are queer. Either way I sincerely hope I’m not wrong about you, because having seen you shirtless in the locker room I’d like to see a whole lot more.
fortnight:
I hope when you leave, you just leave. I don’t want a fucking goodbye. And I don’t think we should stay in touch or I’m gonna pine away like an idiot, wondering when you might come back.
for tagging purposes
continue using #maheafuckyou as it is still my main url. if you want to use #hackthexgoal it's still being tracked -- whatever makes organization for you easier!
maheafuckyou -> mahealanightmare
did someone say halloween urls for october?
anger management || Danny and Alaric
At least, Alaric thought, here he could start playing lacrosse again. His school back in Virginia didn't have a team and since the football players were all giant douchebags he'd been stuck playing basketball, and boxing.
Speaking of, he'd have to find out if they had boxing here, too.
He hadn't brought his own stick - didn't know until earlier this morning there was a lacrosse team, so he'd borrowed some gear, a uniform. Decent practice; they were a good team, and Alaric was a strong midfield player, and most importantly of all: he'd actually managed to clam his temper a bit. He was almost getting sick of the way the rage rippled under his skin. California. He was going to kill his parents.
He glanced up.
"Awesome block," he said, to the tall guy with the locker alongside one he'd just been assigned. "I'll be wearing that bruise for a week. I'm Ric. The new guy."
bhverse
Okay so because I am a fucking idiot I sent teen!Ric to Beacon Hills. I'll interact with one version of each character there but it doesn't necessarily need to be a coherent verse. I'll just stick to whatever tidbits cause the least amount of chaos and take it from there.
that said - since I only follow one version of most of you it should be pretty obvious, though a couple of people commented last night so I'm basing this on that too - thelasthalebeta, hackthexgoal/maheafuckyou, icouldbepackstiles/inscintilla, lacrossexpup, strayedfromdestiny, erm....
Yeah, I'll see what happens/how it goes. Not implying that any of you necessarily even want to thread.
[blows kisses from an angry young man who hunts vampires but doesn't even know werewolves exist]
maheafuckyou replied to your post
[ o-o this is impossibly flattering ]
which part of fuck you did i misspell
Fuck you and your stupid amazing writing just fuCK YOU