#orchestratiions

[magnetisedcatharsis]

; how'd you get this?

SEND ME “HOW’D YOU GET THIS?” FOR MY MUSES REACTION TO YOURS TRACING ONE OF THEIR SCARS AND ASKING HOW THEY GOT IT.

She thought he knew every inch of her by now, every scar telling a story of one point or another in her life. Some are less pleasant, but those Erik knows better than to ask about. This one is small though, a little silvery line across the small of her back. Maybe it's too inconspicuous to have been noticed before, unlike the jagged lines of pink and purple that still find their way scattered across her skin. "That one? That one's nearly as old as I am." Magda responds quietly to his touch, sandy skin fully exposed by the low dipping back of her sundress. She's usually so careful to keep her skin hidden, to let those scars find comfort beneath layers of fabric, but in the company of her oldest and dearest friend she sees no reason to hide. No reason to pretend to be something she's not, even if the sunlight will see her skin searing to an even deeper shade of burnt sugar. "I'm not proud of this, but you can laugh if you want." She'll give him the invitation to tease her, because deep down she's laughing too, cheeks flushing pink as she bites back a grin and shakes her head to try and rid the embarrassment from her mind. "When I was four, my Matka told me the story of Peter Pan. You know, the whole renegade shadow, fairy mischief, pirate debacle? I took it a little more literally than I should've done - and armed myself with some 'pixie dust' which turned out to be cinnamon, and my happy thought, so I could jump out of the first floor window in the hope of flying." Seated at his side, Magda cringes, laughing at her own naivety from her happy vantage point of the dewy field they're in. She misses days like this, of smiling and telling stories, without fear of what was to come after or the awkwardness that should linger between them. "I wasn't completely reckless though, I did put a cushion or two down…I just happened to miss them completely and land on a plant pot. Which is why I have the scar. My Matka had to stitch me back together."

[nuiisance]

{ ;; bonnibxl ;; poenitire ;; xaedificare ;; negativisticism ;; orchestratiions } 

▐▓▒░ — { ๓ }

          " ---- You've lost me.                         You've completely, utterly lost me.                                                             Say again ??" 

[intxrcisus-archive-blog]

I will I will. and despite the distance between where I live and the shooting, it’s still scary and they can’t find him and just fjsnfnskfn.

[lxgique-archive-blog]

                        “ it should not be                                     possible -- and yet                                     it is but improbable. ”

[dogisms]

; any personification of your choice ??

    "Are you gonna stare long?" 

He doesn't mind that much, you know - he's just curious to see if you'll admit it or not. 

[rejuvenative]

legendare - orchestratiions - eyesofwater

           "I'm telling you, it's in perfect condition."

                              He's lying. It was completely useless when                               he found it; as soon as he passes it off, it                               will be useless again. The important thing                               is that it will still look like new, and by the                               time the truth comes out, he intends to be                               well on his way.

                                                "Interested? I'll even give you a bargain."

[araiignee-blog]

; sherlock/jim & anna/jim c: c:

send me a ship 

Sherlock/Jim:

Who’s more dominant: Jim likes to say it’s always him. Really, it’s about equal.

Who’s the cuddler: Jim, most definitely. Sometimes Sherlock just pushes Jim away and sighs, sometimes he puts up with being cuddled. But Jim’s usually the one to initiate it.

Who’s the big spoon/little spoon: Jim being so short, he’s the little spoon, while Sherlock’s the big spoon. 

What’s their favorite non-sexual activity: Their “games” of Jim causing crimes while Sherlock solves them, of course. And just generally speaking — while they may exasperate each other, the both of them find it refreshing to talk to someone with an equally brilliant mind. 

Who cooks: If someone cooks, it’s Jim. They’re far more likely to call for takeout or rope Mrs. Hudson or John into cooking, though.

Who comes home drunk at 3am: Jim’s more likely to come home drunk, but they’re both always wandering in during the early hours of the morning. Comes with their jobs. 

Who kills the spiders: Sherlock, because Jim’s a spider and all. 

Who falls asleep first: If you ask Sherlock, it’s Jim every single time. If you ask Jim, it’s always Sherlock. Really, though, it’s a bit of a toss-up. 

A head canon: If you ask either Sherlock or Jim, they’ll tell you they sleep in separate rooms. And, yeah, they’ve each got their own. They’d never admit that, half the time, they’re talking and too lazy to leave, so they just sort of end up falling asleep inconveniently on top of each other (making getting up in the morning a bit of a challenge). But… it definitely, most certainly happens. 

Their relationship summed up in an icon passive-aggressive valentine:

Anna/Jim: 

Who’s more dominant: I’d say it’s about equal between the both of them.

Who’s the cuddler: I don’t sense either as being particularly cuddly; Jim’s more likely to initiate it, but Anna wouldn’t put up with such a thing for a s e c o n d before pushing him away. 

Who’s the big spoon/little spoon: Like I said, I don’t see them as being particularly cuddly, but if they did, Anna would most likely be the little spoon because she’s shorter than Jim. 

What’s their favorite non-sexual activity: When they were kids? Watching terrible movies together, making fun of everyone else, ‘deducing’ people, generally poking fun at the world for not being as smart as them. As adults? …Plotting murders? They’re far more cordial and cold than they were.

Who cooks: If anyone, Jim — no way Anna is going to do it. They’re probably more likely to just order out, considering Jim wouldn’t’ really want to make food.

Who comes home drunk at 3am: Anna. She does this f a r more than Jim does, though you might find Jim stumbling in once in a blue moon; but Anna’s much more likely to come home late, drunk — and scream at Jim, of course. 

Who kills the spiders: Anna probably takes great joy in smashing Jim — I mean, the spiders. 

Who falls asleep first: They probably make a competition of it — who can stay awake longest. It varies who loses, depending on how much sleep they’ve gotten lately or how the day has gone. 

A head canon: Anna likes to throw things at Jim. Anna likes to throw things at Jim a lot. Jim finds it endlessly annoying. Anna doesn’t stop. 

Their relationship summed up in an icon a song: basically.

[ilision]

impxster: thank u for existing tbh

( earthborn.) no, no my dear, thank you.

arielshepard said: { smooches your cheeks congrats on your milestone!!!! }

( earthborn. ) sobs, but the credit goes to you for following me in the first place, ah you're amazing.

orchestratiions said: ooc. congrats on the milestone !! c:

( earthborn. ) hugs my friend tight to be honest, i adore meeting people like you <3

singlasses said: i used to play neo myself — you’d do a rad job as him, i know! congrats on the milestone, doll.

( earthborn. ) oh my goodness, i watched the movies again this weekend and it sparked such a passionate desire in me, i adore the concept of the matrix ---- if i played him, i think it'd be one hell of a ride, especially since summer is coming up and my classes are only in the mornings and i'd have time on my hands to manage two blogs.