#notjustkillers

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[johnwwwatson]

[[Someone send me something quick and fun? I'm having severe ADD and John does not want to do long drafts D:]]

[johnwwwatson]

notjustkillers replied to your post:bbcmycroft or notjustkillers

(Cross is gettin’ reeeeal tired of your shit, John xD

[[John's just like 'come at me, bro.']]

[johnwwwatson]

bbcmycroft or notjustkillers

SEND ME TWO CHARACTERS AND I'LL TELL YOU WHICH ONE MINE WOULD SAVE FROM CERTAIN DEATH

"Knowing Mycroft, he'd have fucking snipers everywhere to protect him and poor Cross wouldn't know what to do to save her life. Cross."

[kynisme-blog]

Cross blinked, a little surprised by the sight before her. "Loki, love, please tell me that you did not kidnap a small child." (I got you bby

Loki gently rocked the small child in his arms, eyes glancing up to Cross, then back to the baby girl in his arms. “Ssshh… I just got her to sleep…. Nonsense, Cross, I would not take a child from its mother,” he murmured. “She was just outside the door this morning, love,” he explained, fingertips grazing in feather light touches over the small child’s cheek. “Look at her… Isn’t she just adorable?”

[kynisme-blog]

{ notjustkillers )

            Silence filled the space in the room, and wandering eyes fell upon the heap of soft blankets beside him. They rose and fell with her steady breaths; the light that danced in through the small openings in the curtains gave the room a soft glow. Words could not describe what he felt when he saw her face peeking through the sheets. The love, the adoration, the pride, the love.  Fingertips rose up to her cheek and traced from her cheek to her jaw. A smile lit up his lips and they parted to whisper a soft, "I love you, Cross."

[notwelsh-blog]

Don't Turn Around

notjustkillers

The young male open his eyes to welcome the darkness. Rhydian let out a breath before he sat up. Looking down he saw that his paws were now hands, good. He looked up to the sky again, the only sign of light was from distant stars. That wasn't helpful. No moon, no sun; meaning he couldn't estimate what time of day or night it was.

It had to be sometime in the early morning though, since Rhydian had spent the night out on the Moors. Exhaling again, he stood up. Wait. There was something close. Nostrils flaring as caught the scent of something nearby. What was it? Human? No. Maybe?

Baring his ground, he called out, "Who's there?"

[megdemonhunter]

+1

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"Who are you? And why are you following me?"