#prcdigiums

[durandtm]

           it was awfully late. later than he’d expect someone to be awake, let alone working. camp was finishing up a smoke outside of the building when she rounded the corner. dark eyes felt like they were staring him down, made him look away awkwardly. he stretched his long limbs and spoke before he could stop himself, probably a facet of sleep deprivation. he lacked control. he lacked fear. “ late night ? ”  so he had  SOME self-control, after all, he realized when he refrained from making an immature booty call joke. it came to mind, but he knew nothing about it. and the look on her face made him feel like she might not be the joking type. // @prcdigiums​

[cromwxll]

─ @prcdigiums​

    “HELLO, SUNSHINE,” HE said in a sing-song voice as he plopped down RIGHT next to Sof in the common room. Invading her personal space? Absolutely. Worth the priceless look on he received in return? Most definitely. “You look g r e a t. Have you been moisturizing? Deep conditioning? Doing a more...intense squat routine?” 

[nazfarhi]

heels had seemed like a bright idea when she was planning her outfit, a process which had taken longer than she expected for reasons she refused to think anything about, but now she’s wondering why the fuck they were invented to begin with. she’s on the edge of the dance floor, flailing as she tries to take one off, and she grabs onto the person nearest her. “oops, sorry!” naz releases their arm before cursing under her breath and giving up. “whoever invented these torture devices should come fight me. let’s see how much my threat elimination classes have taught me. because i feel threatened.” / @prcdigiums​

[caediteosa]

               ❝ I’m assuming the free dinner I provided you with the other day... ❞ She paused for a moment, amused grin carving into her cheek as she peered at the vampire, ❝ Sated you. Good. I have another proposition, if you are willing to listen. ❞

@prcdigiums clicked the ❤ for a starter!

[moriibund-blog]

all  is  quiet,   somber.       she  sits  on  ground   beside  the  throne,   legs  crossed  beneath her,    vehement  ache  betwixt  splintered ribs     —     she  misses  her  too.    perhaps not  nearly  to  the  same  extent  as  hades,    but  the  weight of  their  loss  is  palpable  to  the  bruise-bearing  girl.   flowers  strewn  around as  if  souls  of  the  lamented  did  not  gather here,    the  savor  of  spring   perfectly  emanated  in  a  place  where  nature could,    otherwise,    not  reach.    persephone’s  absence  creates  a  void,   a  slow-to-close  tear.    however,    it  is  not  simply  her  departure  that  lowers  spirits,   it’s  seeing  hades,   sensing  that  she  is  unwell,   and  wanting  nothing  but to  comfort  her  even  when  solace  appears unfathomable.

a  quiet  sigh  parts  lips.   chin  rests  gently ‘pon  the  goddess’ knee,    and  hues,   profoundly  umber  with  hints  of  dolor  nestled in  corners,    consider  the  other’s  eyes.    ❛    how’re  you  feeling ?    ❜   words  are  spoken softly  so  to  suspend,    yet  not  break  silence.   /   @prcdigiums

[caediteosa]

@prcdigiums continued from here

[ text ; jasper bitchlock ] : you know i always thought you were a ‘commando’ type of guy. guess i was wrong. [ text ; jasper bitchlock ] : oh don’t be like that, i thought we were friends.

[gallagherhqs]

sofia will be here

[ariabeck]

#

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

😎😍

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

lollipop - mika

- my muse’s last text to your muse

[sent 2:34am] i just woke up from the craziest dream and you were in it and god i want to go apple picking with you.