#neverasks

[never-neverland]

Should I post the next chapter of Sapphires and Moonlight early or hold onto it a bit longer? Get some more editing done?

[imprfect-blog1]

❛     SAVE  IT .   I’M  GONNA  STOP  YOU  RIGHT  THERE  TO  SAY  :    i  couldn’t  care  less  about  what  you  want  to  know .    ❜       a  hand  in  raised  into  his  personal  space ,   an  act  done  to  shush  him  immediately .   without  giving  it  further  thought ,   jade  hues  return  to  album  placed  gently  upon  lap ,   skimming  through  the  photos  with  a  critical  gaze .

with  a  sigh ,   she  eyes  him  beneath  fluttery  lashes ,   a  brow  raised  in  inquiry .       ❛     are  you  done ?   or  are  you  just  going  to  keep  staring  at  me  while  i  work  on  this ?     ❜

@neverasks​ .

[nucl3arsnake]

@neverasks / starter call.

         “ jensen. ”  it’s a short greeting. no hello or hey, pal how’ve you been!. no, nothing of the sort comes out of pritchard’s mouth. not out of something as petty as him not liking jensen ( the very opposite is true, in fact, it just won’t be something he admits out loud. he tolerates him at best ) -- no it’s just the way he is.  “ is there something i can assist you with or are you just here to be your ever so friendly self by stopping by for a chat? ”

[ashscented-archive-blog]

                                                 NEVERASKS | SC

 “ gimmie a fuckin’ BREAK, old man “ he chuckles, the STENCH of cheap bear on his breath. The scent of a night in the french quarter was INTOXICATING, working faster at making him dead drunk. the electric air made his skin crawl, made him want to run, to break free of the restrictions of his human body. He takes a gulp of his beer, giving the older man a smirk “ I can get DEAD ASS drunk wherever I please, free country and all that BS “

[malfaisantee-blog]

                                                     NEVERASKS | SC

 she is the LOST CHILD, a little girl with watery eyes looking for a familiar face. White chrysanthemums sit in the crook of her arm, tailing the man she had seen at the gates of the cemetery, leaving the lights of All Saints Day behind them. When he STOPS for a moment she reaches out to tug on the fabric of his coat

 “ sir “ she says, her voice soft like church bells on a dewy morning  “ I’m lost, I do not know where my mamma has gone! “ her upper lip trembles, hiding FANGS that were prepared for a feast 

[exocayde-blog]

    ❛     ━━  HEY ,    ❜    he whispers.    ❛    take me with you. i hate this job.    ❜

           ﾟ +*:;;:* @neverasks​ *:;;:*+ﾟ

[onyxmasked-blog]

                                                                         neverasks || starter call

        ❛    well, HELLO to you too, mr. big-and-bad. to what do i owe the pleasure?   ❜     her hands stayed raised at eye level, one fist clenched around something shiny and possibly, DANGEROUS.      ❛    i don’t really have ARREST  on my docket for the night, so i’m advising you not to even try.    ❜

[quileray]

neverasks​ byanger​

     “Yikes! That is GROSS!                   Why are you showing me this!? "