#headsxwillxroll

[bcbliophile]

@headsxwillxroll asked:

[COUNTER | ️⬆️] Everyone is born with a counter on their arm that goes up every time you pass by your soulmate. - for Philippa from Chester

Everyone had a soulmate-- it was just sometimes you never got to meet them, at least that's what mama told them when they asked why her timer was still going but she had married papa. Sometimes you had to marry someone who wasn't your soulmate for one reason or another and the thought always made the middle sister quite sad. She hoped she could one day marry her soulmate, but the odds for her and her sisters were not looking great.

It was another ball and with her gloves on she didn't notice how her tick on her arm until she ran right into someone and it started to burn. Was that normal? She frowned as she looked up to tell whoever she had ran into that she was sorry when she recalled what that burning meant and her eyes went wide. "You-- you!" she got rather excited almost bouncing in her joy, she wouldn't die alone.

[seaoftheworst]

@headsxwillxroll liked for a starter for their blogs and wanted Doflomingo for Victoria

Doffy had his right ankle resting on his other thigh, not giving a fuck about the fact that it did not seem kingly to do so. He knew that it would annoy Trebol to no end, but it would remind the little princess that he was meeting with that he was a pirate first and a king second. She was part of an entourage sent to Dressrosa to discuss an alliance with him for Wonderland Island.

Something seemed off about her compared to the rest and he wondered what it was. He was not what one would call sane himself, and he was well aware of his own insanity. A broken dragon, cast from heaven itself until he became a demon. He would never be like what people wanted, but he was willing to play the role that he was given. The role meant that the family that he had made for himself, others who the world has discarded, would be safe.

"You seem to have no fear of me, little princess. Everyone else with you seems at least wary.

[dreamingonthedaily]

The man in front of him was nothing short of intimidating… however it was the look from those eyes that steered his confidence. He would not back down from such a man.

“Sir, it is a pleasure to meet you.” He replied in his usual carefree Bridgerton manner. He would achieve this cordiality.

It was the starting contest that really piqued his interested. He had never seen such an exchange as in his family, they always duked it out with words. This was altogether something new. It didn’t last long however as his kind strayed to the thought of his drunken painting not only handing in her house, but her room? The thought of something of his in her room made his stomach twist in a most pleasant way.

“I would love the honor.” He replies, extending his arm once again as he heard the orchestra begin to warm up.

[acourtcfmuses]

@headsxwillxroll asked: “why am i so fascinated by you?” (Daemon/Bloom)

"I'm not exactly sure." She wasn't royalty, she was just an orphan adopted by a couple that kicked her out. She wasn't like the ladies of the court that flocked around him. She'd rather be invisible. But she supposed the one thing she could think of that would be fascinating was that his dragon didn't eat her for being too close when he introduced them that first day.

[madderbythesecond]

Starter for headsxwillxroll’s Erik Northman

“Fancy seeing you out here, Erik Northman. Is the line always this stupidly long?” Adamaris asked as she blew smoke from her cigarette outside Fangtasia. She had to get into the bar like every other human: through the line of idoits looking to bang a vampire. She wasn't looking to have sex with a vampire. She had better things to do like drown her sorrows in Jack Daniels and cry about getting dumped by her ex.

@headsxwillxroll​

[legends-and-savages]

@headsxwillxroll​ sent: “Do you want to go back to sleep, or shall I make you a cup of tea?” (For Mal from Fang)

𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒| Accepting

“Maybe in a while I will try.”  She said.  “A cup of tea would be nice.”  She said.  “Did I wake you?”

[pctaldrunk]

@headsxwillxroll​ asked   :    ❛  well, i’m sorry, but you should have been more careful.  ❜ (from Fang to Bai Feng Jiu)    -   I DEFINITELY SHOULD REMEMBER THIS MEME BUT I DON’T OOP (ACCEPTING)

“ - I WAS careful.” The girl insists - presses petal lips together into a thin line, and looks at the scattered pieces of her now unfortunately shattered sugar painting and upturned cup of warmed wine with the air of MOURNING, and then up again toward the other, sniffing - “You’re the one that ran into ME.” The mortal realm is full of the usual toils and troubles of being human - and she’s barely escaped her mountain of paperwork accumulated over the month of running her little pub (business evidently taking a lot more work than she’d anticipated when she set out from Qingqiu, as she dutifully reports to her aunt once in a while) to come out and enjoy herself for an hour or two. That all being said - she supposes she’s got the other good TOO - his robes where half her wine had gone. Sighs, and uncrosses her arms. “...You’d better come back with me, I suppose. It’s too cold to walk around with wet clothes.”

[plethoraxsouls]

@headsxwillxroll​ liked for a starter ! [ from Marianne ]

“I made bread.” That was probably not the best way to approach stranger. Well, no, Marianne did know Raven. She knew him from meeting him formally a week ago and then from avoiding his territory on the Isle whenever she could at the fear of saying something she shouldn’t have. Marianne wasn’t like her sister...or her brother...or even like Absinthe. She didn’t kiss strangers in clubs, she didn’t even walk the streets of the Isle alone. But...for saving her, Marianne felt like she needed to give Raven something

“It’s...just bread but I made it with what I had and...it’s good. It’s like a thank you? For...protecting me last week from that man chasing me?”