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[welivetodream]

Mom: are they lovers?

Me: that would be easier to explain

[general-du-vallon]

I’m super anxious tonight so if anyone wants to prompt me things? Nice Athos/Porthos things, or scenes from the series? Or Merlin, I would happy to write Merlin fic too :) or any fic. 

[brawlite-archive]

i feel so sick, so suddenly. i got home from work and crawled straight into bed :((((((( message/ask me things to keep me company?

[therisenbeta-blog]

ANY ISAAC’S OPEN TO AN ERISAAC THREAD?

[peppermintpaz-blog]

@my followers can any of you reblog that selfie of my friend& add that good shit meme to it too I wanna see how far we can go with it

[atrue-raretalent-archive-blog]

Ask me hard questions about my muse and why they do what they do. Make me think about my interactions o3o

[tsunnya]

ill talk about fairy tail with chu <3

Will yew really? <33

[prodxgaliron-archived]

Renegades of an atomic age || OPEN RP

The voice of the people raged throughout the city and it had not been just today they have spoken out but multiple occasions. Protesting. Shaming. Though the times before had not gone without notice this time about had become a legitimate issue since the reason their protest began was standing before them.  Standing back to back in their huddle, the youth crime fighters were centered and blocked by the crowd of citizens. Baffled and in lost in a state of mind for not knowing what to do. Screaming louder and louder "FUTURE MURDERERS!"   "KILLERS!!" "WILD FREAKS!"   Turning to view her partners Ilana could see the shame and vulnerability brought on by the slanders these strangers had cast out. The other's faces expressed innocence, like a child being punished for doing no harm. Her team- no, friends were broken- and lana had to watch...she  already knew how most had felt by their abilities and mutations, they wished they never had them..cause it set them apart from everyone else, and that they were no longer 'people' because of them. And this wasn't the first time being mocked and ridiculed, not just them, but herself too.  Holding onto her purple helmet by its open brim with tightness Lana's feet crunched and embedded in the broken surface. The more the protesters began to shout the more the girl's anger surged, her blood beginning to broil within her veins. Brows narrowing and lips pursing ready to speak up and shout in defense, a hand gripped onto the slight damaged suit pulling Lana back to a pause.