#thatonethatwrites

[lawliet-is-l-a-sexy]

Just saw your thing so I wanted you to know that you're super super nice and lovely and one of the best people I've ever rp-ed with, you write so so well and deserve the best dude^·^

Aw man you are so nice! But nothing is wrong, I am just flying somewhere tomorrow and leaving my laptop until Friday!

Going to see that Harry Potter and the Cursed Child play! ^.^

[funtomrabbt]

"What is it that you'd like for Christmas, Sebastian?" The young bluenette glanced up at his butler, raising an eyebrow at the demon in question.

           “My lord, I am afraid I do not necessarily believe in Christmas. .” He breathed, turning down to look at his Master. “Christmas is in celebration of God’s son. . I am not permitted to enjoy such a holiday made by humans. .” Sebastian answered, placing a Christmas hat atop Ciel’s head. “I am more interested in celebrating another year of you living.”

[konekocosplay]

Your new video is amazing and perfect and gives me life, seriously I was having such a shit day and you've made it so much better so thank you a lot, you're both amazing!^ω^

Thank you so much! Glad we could make your day a little better! That’s what cosplaying is all about to us!! <3<3<3

- Kai & K.T.

[lawliet-is-l-a-sexy]

Beyond smirked as he coughed, speaking into the mic he'd set up in the room with a rather drugged up L inside, "Wakey wakey~" The man practically purred, a chuckle following in that same artificial voice, "Come on L. Wake up."

A sound drew him from his slumber, one that he did not even remember taking. Eyes slowly peeled open to reveal an unfamiliar room. Was he in a hospital? The room looked medical although it was sparsely decorated. L’s head was hazy as he tried to lift it, so perhaps he had injured himself and was now under medical care. But something about it seemed… off.

That voice. It echoed around him yet the source of it was nowhere in sight. It almost mocked him, mimicking something he had done before. Artificial voices protected his identity, but that was also true for others. L had no idea where he was, or who brought him here, but what unsettled him the most was how aware he was that he was being watched. Intentions unknown, the mysterious stranger held the detective’s future in his palms.

Male. That was all he could deduce. Although the chance remained that the voice had been female but lowered in editing, it held more qualities of a male owner. But beyond that, he was lost. He was on the street but then… he wasn’t. Barely being able to move and a groggy mind came with a cracked voice, which uttered one simple question.

“… Where am I?”

[sherlock-s-holmess-blog]

Jim looked around the restaurant, a smirk over his face as he glanced at the man he'd been looking for, "Oh Sherly, I didn't think you'd take me up on my offer." His smirkk only grew as he raised an eyebrow to the man.

“Your offer seemed.. Interesting..” Sherlock said shrugging. “You’re perfectly in time. I am not surprised. Why don’t you sit? Or do you feel like spending he evening standing up and smirking down at me?”

[mycroft-hxlmes-archive]

*Pawn thingy* (Timer on the wrist thing from Moran :3)

♗: Everyone has a timer on their wrist that counts down to the moment of meeting your soulmate

Ever since finding out about this thing on his wrist, Mycroft had been dutifully ignoring its presence. Sure it had been counting down steadily for his whole life, but soulmates? He never even pretended to believe in such a thing, let alone go out searching for one. Even still, he saw most of his coworkers, and at one time friends, find their timer reach 0 and yet here he was with his timer still going.

Luckily, he had made it to one bar in particular that late night, where he was sure nothing important or interesting would happen. He was jut about done with his whiskey when something caught his eye - the timer had reached 00:00:00:00. That had him reeling and wondering if anyone elses had gone directly to zero.

[zemolexshittyxidiots]

"If you don't shut up, I will personally stab you in the eye with a spork." (You can choose the muse, I hope it's okay I just drop a starter like this c: )

“You honestly zing I’m afraid of somezing like zat? I’ve had worse threats.” Christophe commented in a somewhat bored tone. It wasn’t the worst threat he’d received in his lifetime, but it still didn’t sound pleasant. 

(It’s perfectly fine dude!))

thatonethatwrites

[changeable-irishman-blog]

Sherlock stood at the side of the road, a dark ally obscure from all cameras his brother could control as he brought a cigarette to his mouth, lighting it and taking a drag.

Jim had been on his way home from a late night working when he noticed something that really did make him smile. “Well well, hello Mr. Holmes.” He sang to the man down the alley.