#unsaintcd

[conmiseracionn]

𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐧   𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬   𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭   𝐭𝐡𝐞   edges   of   the   mug,   cream   lightening   the   liquid   before   handing   it   over.   ‘ you   know,   when   you   smile,   it   makes   you   feel   better.   &   you   use   less   muscles   to   smile   than   to   frown. ‘   /   @unsaintcd   /   zander

[a-velvetipped]

@unsaintcd​   /        (   sc    .     ellie miller  !   ) 

“ you know what would be a lovely christmas present?  -  having you remove that stick from your arse.  i’m surprised you can walk with how far it seems to be shoved up there. “ 

[surgeonwedded]

I AM APPALLED AT THIS REVELATION!!! HOW DARE YOU HARM HIS CARDIGANS!!! THEY WERE INNOCENT!!!

[storiescrafted-a]

for  @unsaintcd​  /  @clinikill​  !!

hi glowstick.  we argue about who loves each other more on a daily basis but this is me declaring on the dash that i love you most.  you’re one of my very best friends,  and your support this year has been so incredibly important to me.  we truly share a brain cell and i adore talking to you and laughing with you and ranting abt things with you.  you’re a wonderful person and i’m so so so so glad to call you my friend!

[comefeedtherainn]

pls excuse me using an rp blog for this but i just finished reading break of dawn ( im not crying you are lajslakdkd ) and thought i would come say hi and that you did a wonderful job on it! uvu

oh, thank you so much T_T you are right i am DEFINITELY CRYING lmao thank you so much for reading, it’s been a joy to write!

[a-velvetipped]

ask from @unsaintcd​  (  ellie  &  zander  !  )

 ↳ ❛ Tell me to mind my own business, tell me to go fuck myself, to piss off, go on, say it, but don’t tell me nothing’s wrong. ❜

YOU DON’T WANT TO ADMIT THAT ANYTHING IS WRONG - ESPECIALLY NOT TO HIM.  besides, he wouldn’t understand and you’re sure he wouldn’t bring you any sort of support. so you shrug,  lift a hand to run through your tight curls before puffing out your cheeks.  “ nothing’s wrong. “ you do exactly what he told you not to do.  “so mind your own business and piss off. “ just like he told you to say.  “ since when did you care? “ 

[brightprofiler]

❤︎  you are my favorite writer of your muse ♕  I’m impressed with your writing! ☛  I have something I need to tell you in IMs

anonymous impressions 

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH GLOW. this is amazing 😭

[garrvs]

･ﾟ✧ WHAT DOESN’T KILL ME BETTER RUN | @unsaintcd

               He’s yet to release the tight clench of his mandibles since the battle tearing through the Citidel. He can almost feel the give of his fangs as they locked down and stay there, fueled by the growing anger bubbling up in both his thoughts and in his heart. This isn’t right. This can’t be fucking right !! They wanted to sit around and do nothing, to make a plan before headed into Cerberus controlled space to get him back and maybe Garrus isn’t the first mate but he said to hell with it. They’re not waiting. It’s not hard to convince the crew of the Normandy to his cause. They’re done with the damn rules and the red tape holding them back from getting their Commander out of Omega. 

              It is unnervingly easily to cloak the ship enough for them to slide up right up to one of the docking bays. Their luck doesn’t keep though, it never does these days. They need to pull back but when they’re this close Garrus isn’t going to wait for another pass. He shouts for Joker to get out while he goes sprinting off the loading dock and landing hard on the platform below. He knows this place like the back of his hand. Being ARCHANGEL had its perks after all. 

              It takes longer than he wants it to, longer than he hopes, to finally find where they’re keeping Shepard. He can already smell the sickeningly cloying tang of blood, almost taste it in his mouth too. It’s too much, dizzying. And as much as he hopes it’s not his, he already knows the answer to that.       

              And at fucking last  there he is. 

              He looks bad, worse off than he’s ever seen him and it makes his stomach do a few flips. But Garrus keeps his face as he rises up his rifle and dispatches the two Cerberus soldiers tasked with guarding their prisoner. He’s immediately over the barricade, claws wrenching at the bindings keeping Shepard down. 

              ‘ You were always one for dramatics, Shepard, ’ Garrus rumbles, hoping the light-heartedness will ease the tension.