#ohdeargodnotyouagain

[jokesallaround]

A Resurfaced Past (closed)

@ohdeargodnotyouagain

Melima sighed in slight annoyance as she headed toward their bunk with a message. Tonight was supposed to be date night, but now they had to go down to the prisoner cells and meet with the General. It sounded important too. Damn that man and his terrible timing. She'd gotten all dressed up too. Nothing super fancy, but still. Opening the door, she cleared her throat slightly.

"Hey, so uh, date night has been cancelled." she sighed. "General wants to meet with us in the prisoner cells. He says it's really important. That you'd want to see it. Whatever it is."

[mvxnn]

┊◗  a new beginning @ohdeargodnotyouagain​

      ❛ You look lost ... can I help you ? ❜

[wearethedescendants-a]

@ohdeargodnotyouagain liked for a starter from Jun!

He paused, brow furrowing slightly at the sight of an unknown male within one of the imperial gardens. Moving through the winding paths, his power reached out, brushing the others slightly before withdrawing as understanding dawned upon him. After reaching the other he lifted his hands before him, offering a bow of respect as he said smoothly. “It is an honor to have an immortal grace our kingdom with their presence. May I ask what it is that has brought you to us?”

[themadvigilantist]

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@ohdeargodnotyouagain | @jphiel

“Are you alright? You’re not dead right? Groan for yes and do nothing for no.”

[selfmedicatingmayor]

@ohdeargodnotyouagain liked for a starter

“Hey there, big guy, haven’t seen you around here before, you new ‘round these parts?”

[catsglitterandsass]

@ohdeargodnotyouagain

Magnus had been walking back home; change of scenery compared to just portaling back. When came across an dead body clearly an victim of a demon. Crouching down to study further but standing up hearing the sound of footsteps approaching. “Whose there?” 

[loving-lone-wanderer-blog]

amiee: i miss my dad

amiee: -proceeds to collect dads to cope-

[waste-land-artist]

The thought came and went, but it still startled him into moving the throw pillow on the couch to cover his lap. Yun was bending over to scavenge a cabinet in the house they'd taken shelter in while a storm passed. Cassander had flopped onto the couch and now he was looking upwards reciting the entire Turkish alphabet in his head. The thought, "God /damn/, I wouldn't mind taking her on every fucking surface in this kitchen." -should never be voiced aloud. Too bad it was in a whisper.

“You say something?” Yun called over her shoulder, looking at him and tilting her head a bit. “...You okay?”