#talaghan

[omenmortis]

@talaghan

               ❝ You shouldn’t be here, kid. Lost your way, didya? ❞

Though it was proposed as a question, Ronald didn’t care for an answer. He’d been delayed enough as it is, and he certainly wasn't about to waste more time playing babysitter to some stranger’s brat.

Sighing, the reaper gives a cursory glance to the watch on his wrist. Eight thirty-seven - just over an hour to go before his next assignment was due to kick the bucket.

               ❝ These back alleys are dangerous places. Who knows what could happen if you dally around for too long? ❞

[martyrsbleed-a]

-- @talaghan 

      SPOILED little thing, rotten and grotesque ; distaste for the RICH  had been tandem       to the distaste for the high.  should this little WORM be a troll, by haughtiness alone,       he would be placed far too high on the caste scale.  GRAND manor causes some great       discomfort, along with SERVANTS that pass judgmental glares, but composure is kept. 

                       ‘ WHERE is your lusus?  there’s no FUCKING way you’re  allowed to live                          with your lowblooded servants ALONE. ‘ 

[swxrdsheath-blog]

Starter for @talaghan

Hannah stood inside the doorway for a moment, holding the tray of tea. It was surprising that Claude, who was usually so hands-on despite his apathetic nature, would hand over such a task to her. She quietly entered the room, setting down the tray on a nearby table, before finally speaking. "Master... I brought you tea."

[diabolus-noctis]

“ monsters like you don’t deserve happiness. ”

Starters for Demon muses!

“Why such harmful words, Master Alois.” Red eyes gleaming as he looked at him. “I can assure you, that my only purpose is to serve the lord Ciel Phantomhive. Why does that worry you so? Has someone been spinning  little webs into that brain of yours?”

[martyrsbleed-a]

trips them u_u

FORTUNE  befell him ;  coordination had been something on his SIDE,  but he still has to work to catch himself.  brows furrow, a nasty GLARE thrown the human’s way. brat,  until the very end. 

‘ TRAMPSY, if you don’t  knock that shit off,  i will hit you so hard the COLOR WILL FLY OUR OF YOUR EYES – ‘ 

[redreaps-blog]

🌸 🌸 !

non-verbal ★ accepting ★ @talaghan

Put a flower in my muse’s hair

Of all the people to approach her with flowers, this kid was one of the last she was expecting.     It was one of the few times she kept quiet. Whether his intentions were pure or not was difficult to tell, but the smirk on his face made her wary.     Her eyes remained on him at all times until they were almost too close for comfort, and Alois reached up to her head.     Silence still. How many people holding flowers had violent or otherwise anti-social intentions?     As she expected, both flowers - red in colour, as she was absolutely predictable in her preferences - were tucked behind her ear. A sweet gesture, but an ultimately meaningless one.     ‘Thank you.’     How long the flowers would actually stay there was unknown.

[starsloyal]

                                        ❝      clearly  ,    you’re  too  young  and  stupid  to  understand  what  that  means  .      ❞        // @talaghan liked for a starter.

[starsloyal]

' how can you be a doctor if you can't see what the fuck you're doing ? ' / IM SORRY GFHGFH

                                        ❝      how  can  you  be  this  rude  of  a  bitch  at  five  years  old  ?    these  are  some  of  the  world’s  unanswered  questions  .    though  ,    there  is  one  answer  that  i  find  fits  perfectly  to  both  of  these  :    fuck  you  .      ❞