#heismypastpresentandfuture

[thetaintedlittlelion-blog]

They've Stumbled Upon Your Nightmare || Followers New and Old

"And here I was thinking I'd kept a low profile." You've rekindled bonds which should forever have remained severed. What more could you expect? The remark was gruff, voice laced with venom. Harry could barely supress his chuckle, playing it off as nerves from his prior statement. 'Always so delightful, aren't you? Hush, now, you'll spoil the show,' came his jovial retort, clear gaze trained on those before him. But of course, child; on with the show.

"Well, I suppose there's no harm in introducing myself," he grinned, hand absently raised to rub the back of his neck. "The name's Harry. May I enquire as to your names?"

[laidlowthenationsarchive-blog]

+heismypastpresentandfuture, temporal-distances, i-will-just-wait-here-then

Mess and general disorder might be good for annoying humans, annoying more humans, making them take out said annoyance on others and damning them to Hell. It was not, however, what Lucifer would prefer the state of his shop to be. And hence he was actually sorting out the shelves, for the first time in a good few hundred years.

It was tedious, even if he did have an advantage over everyone else who had ever sorted a shelf out, considering he was an ex-archangel. There were rather a lot of shelves for such a small shop.

The bell went off. Lucifer sighed. Sympathy for the Devil stopped playing. "We're closed. Go away."

[kingxfmischief]

MUNDAY! :D So, why exactly Loki? If not Loki, who else would you played, any fandom? Doing better now? What made you start RPing? Favorite thing about the Avengers? Favorite fandom besides Marvel? Enough questions? :]

((Actually, my first ever RP blog was Sirius Black, because he's my favorite character from the HP series. I haven't been on it since the first day, because I couldn't find anyone to interact with and I thought, "Oh, why don't I make a second RP blog while I'm waiting for something on Sirius?" And I didn't know who. So, I scrolled through my dash, and it was a couple weeks after Avengers came out, so of course Avengers everywhere. Then I wondered which character interested me that I thought would be fun to try and pull off. And Loki just kind of crept in as a muse and I started this blog. I've had other blogs, but the only ones that have stayed consistently active are Loki, and my OC, Jude. Anybody else? Oh god...hm...honestly? I'd LOVE to be able to pull off a Watership Down blog. Probably for Blackberry or Bigwig. But I don't think there's enough of a fandom. As for if I'm doing better, not really.XD Anxiety pretty bad in classes. But I'm on break right now, and I'm smiling, so...yeah, I guess I am doing better.^^ I started RPing in 8th grade. I don't know why, it just seemed like fun and I haven't stopped since. Loki was my first real tumblr RP though. Favorite fandom besides Marvel is HP. Hands down. And there can never be too many questions.XD))

[tormentthecharlatan-blog]

heismypastpresentandfuture replied to your post: Looks like I really should get to sleep now- 4 in...

|| This is cool. We’re on the same timeline. Where in Europe are you from? :3 Also, sweet dreams ^^

Ah, yes, thanks. You're from Europe too? That's cool, sfasdfa. I'm fron Denmark and still there. And you?

[purityisblackbellatrix-blog]

Blackened Fires || Heismypastpresentandfuture

Darkened heart, dismayed with the quiet acceptance of their future of their society when some sought to smash through with the grim fist of progress. The drawing of the politicians seeping into the manor the fallen angel announced as home brought her eager orbs to the attention of familiar faces and those not so well known. She was a creature of intense beauty in the eyes of all sent to their gatherings to be viewed as a women to be betrothed and nothing more, little did they know the power that could lurk in a slender form and that money and marriage was no cure for the agony she felt at not being able to attain her true desires. She was a woman of no fear she was Bellatrix of the noble house of Black the heir of her father and the nature of shadow, the essence of the blade or rather the wand. In this room or another she would not be dismissed she would not succumb to the desires of her mother and the acceptance of her beloved father. There was something more in this realm for her other than a house and children she was not meant for such timid tasks, she was a warrior as her name portrayed and anyone whom thought differently was a fool.

The whispers of revolution had reached her ears and yearning to take up with the rest of the soldiers had overcome her dreams. To attain the purity of her bloodline to fight for righteousness when so many merely spoke in favor and did nothing but sit back and watch the bloodshed when they too ought to stand for the beliefs that had been instilled in them all since childhood.  Burning through her robe the wand ached for use at the mere thought of war, she could cause a man pain at mere thought and still she was dismissed as a pretty woman  with a heated tongue, none of it mattered when it came to her place the regale need for her to conform, perhaps work if they considered her too rash to marry at once. Fine lips pursed she regarded the room deep in contemplation, her sister Narcissa most likely fawning over a certain Malfoy while she stole looks to glasses of firewhiskey wanting to drown the boring template of the night.

Proper her mind chided as she looked downward wanting to expel the notion that this night would be another of sheer meaningless chatter, there had to be something more. Perhaps even engaging in conversation with the rumoured ‘Death Eaters’ soldiers of the Purebloods, she held nothing but the utmost respect for them and the Lord they served, his name scarcely murmured for fear of such divine power, meanwhile it sought to intrigue her and bring her further into the flame of her own heart. Slender frame still and agile eyes peeled for someone of interest someone with an aura that would move her from stillness, anything to appease the silence of the evening and bring some life to the talking of old men. There was a time for conversing but here there was no end to it, brandy and diplomacy it was all that was beheld within the study of her father. He led them with a stern gaze which she respected but in the end it was nothing more than dismal recollection of what had already taken place. This woman of the ancient and noble house of Black longed for something more to captivate the very essence of her soul. She wished to be more than the bride auctioned off to the proper suitor, she longed to be a fighter to be a warrior.

[dracospride]

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...my Lord?