May 9, 2016
"Do I look like a pillow to you?"// from Daegon
“Do you honestly want me to answer that? Cause I think you’ll find the answer is---- Ummmm Duh.”
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"Do I look like a pillow to you?"// from Daegon
“Do you honestly want me to answer that? Cause I think you’ll find the answer is---- Ummmm Duh.”
⋚ (Daegon)
Holy shit. Tol bean and smol bean. He’s 6′5 and she’s 5′2
✉ (Taylor)
meme → accepting → #36→ @rvigning
[ text: taytay. → sent ]: I need to get to bed, goodnight.
rvigning replied to your post:i got to one starter. bye world.
that’s an accomplishment i’ve gotten to zero out of one(?) lmaoooo
smh GET TO IT.
rvigning (liked for a starter)
She had without a doubt been a dumbass for bewitching her way into a New Orleans club on her own. Especially in a town full of the supernatural it was beyond a smart idea. When she’d realized her focus failing, she’d stood up from her barstool and made her way out of the bar. She fumbled for her phone, which she’d left sitting on the bartop by where she’d been enjoying her beer.
“Damnit.” She tried to fumble for a spell, for some way to defend herself, but she couldn’t think of the incantations.
“Stupid, little, hybrid.”
Her eyes held a golden glow, next best option, her werewolf gene. But with a hand secured tightly around her throat it made it difficult to even so much as breathe. All her thoughts went to that. Her hands rising and clawing at the one wrapped around her throat.
She’d known the dangers, in fact, she’d expected them. Considering she was a few things, A.) A Mikaelson, B.) the only being in existence who could ally NOLA, and C.) A tribrid, the only one of her kind. One hell of a trophy for the avid hunter.
“Let go of me.”She choked, barely even able to find words anymore. Footsteps echoed at the entry to the ally way and she thought she was going crazy.
@rvigning
“So how about those drinks, love?”
@rvigning
Oh dear God. Where the hell was she now? Confusion laced through her, as she looked around. Somewhere in Japan only summed up half of it. Tokyo, maybe? Eyes widened as a huge dragon seemed to fly past her engaged in some sort of obviously angering dreadlock with some other creature.
“Oh dear merciful baby jesus, what the fuck have I gotten myself into now.”
Her eyes scanned the area for some sign of what the hell was going on, because if there were dragons, either this was one hell of a paradox, or she’d just walked right into a modern game of thrones, in which case, she needed to get out before she got stuck in the middle of another war for a goddamn chair.
She mentally cursed herself when an arm wrapped around her from behind putting her in a chokehold. “You know, that’s a really stupid thing to do, right? Do you not know who the hell I am?”Apparently not, considering the fact that his grip only tightened. And a taunt escaped the males lips.
“Come on now, not gonna let me harm an innocent are you? We all know you’re not as tough as you pretend to be.”
@rvigning
{text: My Big Blonde Cupcake} yuuuup. I'm about as good as I can be. Thought you were dead for a second there. Almost started crying. {text: My Big Blonde Cupcake} Then I realized that’d be completely impossible without the contract going up in smoke in front of my eyes and all that. {text: My Big Blonde Cupcake} I am extremely happy that you are okay though. Like the world’s largest weight has just lifted from my shoulders.