#wearebehaving

[closerthanreality]

outofmagic | threads update

So there have been some threads I have 'dropped'. I have given a reason why, and I am more than happy to continue our thread if you would like to shoot me a message please. (In fact I would prefer that).

dropped

acrazier-donovan  [off the beaten path]  (Inactivity on your blog) 

wearebehaving [out of place] (Inactivity on your blog) 

ledfootlillian [i’ve seen darker times]  (Inactivity on your blog) 

thedoctorscompanion [off the beaten path]  (I assume you have dropped the thread as you have been active and have not responded for quite some time) 

thexlonelyxmonster [road to road] (I assume you have dropped the thread as you have been active and have not responded for quite some time) 

[noheroeshere-blog]

I'm not feeling well, ugh, no relies tonight bbys I'm sorry <3

[weburnxinblood]

Mark and Natasha (wearebehaving)

Name: Mara Rose Romanoff

Gender: Female

General Appearance: She resembles Natasha in her features, but has her father’s hair and eye color.

Personality: Quiet, but friendlier than either of her parents. She isn’t afraid to say exactly what’s on her mind.

Special Talents: She’s an excellent lie detector.

Who they like better: Mark

Who they take after more: Natasha

Personal Headcanon: Natasha and Mark took forever to decide upon a name. Mark told her to pick anything, so Natasha chose a biblical name close to his own, since she resembled him so much more at birth. Mara actually means bitter.

[closerthanreality]

Threads Update!

If you need to take a break from out thread, or would like to drop it/wrap it up just message me I don't mind! 

Arthur - couragetillmydyingbreath [late night revelations]  Drafted - probably will get to it tonight! 

Tony Stark - theprodigalsonreturns [what keeps us up at night]  You're turn!

Claudia - acrazier-donovan [off the beaten path] You're turn!

Judas - wearebehaving [out of place] You're turn!

Lily - ledfootlillian [i’ve seen darker times]  Your turn!

Rose - thedoctorscompanion [off the beaten path]  Your turn!

thexlonelyxmonster [road to road] Your turn!

faithfultomorgana [no salvation for me now]  Your turn!

talentedtrickster [off the beaten path]  Your turn! 

[noheroeshere-blog]

Relapse || Mark&Swain

Where the fuck had that woman gone? 

It was the most coherent his thoughts could manage at this point of the night. Realizing the drink in his hand was empty, he moved to the bar feeling dazed by the heavy bass and bright lights. Vincent had been right, Swain was in a distasteful club with too loud music and woman in short skirts. Though...he wanted to move past this kind of behaviour, it was old habit to find himself shit-faced and trying to pick girls up. Though by the time he got to the bar, he forgot what he had come from because his mind had wandered to the way that woman's ass had felt moving against him. 

Fresh air, I need some fresh air... 

Stumbling over to the door and out of the club, he leaned his back against the cool stone and took his pack out from his back pocket, slipping a cigarette out and putting it between his lips before lighting it. Swivelling his head to look down the street, his heart skipped a beat, "Shit Vince, m'sorry," he offered seeing who he believed to be his twin walking this way - though his hair had gotten long fast... It had been a few days since he called or visited and Vincent was bound to start getting worried. 

[weburnxinblood]

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[weburnxinblood]

A Little Party Never Killed Nobody | Mark & Natasha

Sleek. Sexy. Sinful. The car that pulled up in front of Mark's apartment complex definitely stood out, a cherry red paint job complimented by shining black wheels and deeply tinted windows. The woman in the driver's seat was equally as beautiful. Black silk encrusted with dark, glittering rocks covered, well, some of her body. Her shoulders and back were bare, a slit in her dress exposing her right leg to the top of her thigh. Both of her legs were exposed now, black stiletto resting against the brake pedal as she pulled out her phone and sent Mark a text message. When the passenger door opened, she peered up at him with a sly smirk on her face, a single brow arched. "You clean up nice," she commented wryly, green eyes flicking back to the windshield, her left wrist draped languidly on the wheel. Rainwater glittered like diamonds on the hood of the car, the streets reflecting the city lights until everything was a mass of orange, green, and red. "Ready?"

[walkinggatorbait]

Chained Together || Judas

Celine arched a brow and looked at the man now chained to her side. She looked at the chain between the two of them and let out a sigh. The man's aura certainly screamed that he wasn't human. "Miss Sally ain't gonna be happy when she see's you." She warned the man. "And if we are stuck  like this for a while you're gonna have to help me in the shop."