#vonzelltattoos

[theirvoices-moved-blog]

@quattuorimmortalem

“And you are?” Conell sneered slightly at the other, catching the man staring at him. “What? Never seen a cat before? Get lost.” He huffed, turning back to his sketchbook to work, his ear twitching slightly.

[lordcarlisle]

😈 - My muse to slip a “secret” drug into your muses drink (vonzelltattoos)

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Harry grinned across the table at the other man, eyes flitting from the glass in said mans hand to his face. “Enjoying your drink are you?” he asked casually.

[deadlycomposer-blog]

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“Wait... seriously? You’re... you’re going actually carding me?” Hartley laughed, shaking his head. “Wow. I don’t know whether to feel flattered or offended,” he admitted, pulling his wallet out and sliding his ID across the table.

[but-boomerang-arrows]

(vonzelltattoos) "You could have trusted me you know."

“I could’ve trusted a lot of people in my life and the ones I do trust tend to screw me over.” Clint stared his scuffed up shoes and shoved his hands a little deeper in his pockets. “It’s hard to trust anyone these days. Even you. And I can’t say I’m sorry ‘cause I’m not.”

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[cafesandkitties-blog]

A Trip to the Hospital

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Xander always hated hospitals, which is why he tried to avoid getting injured or really sick. But recently that wasn’t the case. He’d been woozy all day at his café and some patrons had noticed. It was close to Valentine’s Day so Xander had been extra busy trying to perfect strawberry hot chocolate’s and strawberry and cherry flavored goodies that he hadn’t eaten much or slept much.

So when he passed out on the job, he was brought to the hospital by a co-worker. He groaned as he blinked open his eyes. He looked around and whined a bit. Great. He’s in the hospital and he has an IV attached to him. He lets out a sigh and sits up a bit pouting.

[nightstalkerx]

creature’s of death { closed }

As a God of Death, Anubis has seen his fair share of things. He’s heard a few things that other people don’t, and he’s seen things that would make people loose their mind. it was how his life was. Anubis thought nothing of it after awhile - instead, he just focused on moving on. Which was what he did.

The God, gave his arm a slow glance before  he headed toward the tattoo shop on the corner. It was well known, and he’s been meaning to get a brand new ink awhile now. Something that fit him. He pulled himself into the shop, shaking his hair once with a grunt.

[drprettyboireid-blog]

I have learned to watch everything die. (vonzelltattoos)

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“Uh… Are you all right?”

[theirvoices-moved-blog]

@vonzelltattoos - for Riley

John sat on the bar stool, staring into the empty glass of whiskey like he had for ten minutes straight. His head was still a mess from Gotham and all the shit that went down... while it was good to get away from there, it didn’t stop the nightmares, the memories... the echoes of gunshots in his ears late at night.

It was another night of no sleep, and yet he didn’t even have the willpower to order himself a refill. He had been debating just heading back to Gotham... but to what? The city was still in ruins, and he couldn’t bear running into another crime scene... not right now. (Not that he even had the badge to make a difference... or the cowl)

He sighed, putting the glass down and rubbing his forehead. He felt another migraine coming on.