#yarxakh

[writedisaster]

cont. with @yarxakh from here

Steven was quite enjoying this little after work chat. It was not oft that he got to have a two-way conversation. Not that there was anything inherently wrong with one-sided ones, but it usually ended up with him going in circles like a puppy chasing its tail. This was refreshing.

A hush had fallen between the two when the other finally broke the silence. Steven was in the middle of taking a bite of his pita pocket.

“Ahh...” He swallowed the mouthful. “I have a couch.” Much more quietly he added “Somewhere...” His apartment was... a scene, in the very least.

        “Ooh. A whole couch?”  Lip’s tone is teasing, but only lightly.  The gift shop guy- Steven, that’s his name- has been having a rough enough time already, they can tell.  They nibble at their falafel. It’s good.  They’ll have to remember this diner for later.

        “I have a couch too,” they confess, leaning in a little closer over the laminated table.  “So the question, I guess, is your place or mine?”

[levixthxn-thegirl]

12. Have you any old muses that you’d love to bring back?

Munday Meme // Open

Well, not necessarily old muses, but I do have some muses that are apart of this blog and have been for some time, but that I have kind of tucked away as of right now, they as of right now would be off living their own lives; i.e Abel with his long lost boyfriend Dennis and Clyde who had taken his place as head of his werewolf hunting family on their homestead in the plains of Texas. These characters have concluded (for now) the chapter in their lives with Ambrosine, and have parted ways. And so far, I'm quite pleased with the paths these characters have taken. They finally have the normal that they always wanted.

[unsteals-archived]

☀️

i'm doing positivity.

hi graves!! we don’t really talk, which we should absolutely fix ‘cos you seem absolutely lovely. but i am very invested in your blog. i enjoy reading your responses a lot, i think you’ve got a lot of talent - i know you’ve been writing on this hellscape for a while like me so we’ve seen a thing or two. i’m also really grateful for your posts on DID! it’s been extremely educational for me and i’m sure it’s been the same for many others. i’m thrilled to have you on the dash

[soarsthroughthesky]

Fish for Gus.

Continues from x 

@yarxakh

Marc was trying to make sure that now that they were living together things went smoothly as they could. It hadn’t been exactly easy. But he was trying. Steven was so different to him in terms of how he lived and he had to hold his tongue a lot, but it was nice to be at more peace then they had in weeks. He huffed then nodded with a smirk.

“I wasn’t trying to call him out like a lawyer does. My tone just happens like that sometimes.” He nodded and saw the book had fallen, helping him pick it up. “I just want things to go well, I’ve not had the best experience with long-term roomates.”

Looking at Steven sigh he sighed aswell. “Alright, I’ll just leave him be. Sorry.”

[avcngingknight]

         ❝ Hello again man in the mirror. Huh, that’s kinda like that song innit? Do you reckon that MJ saw a funny man in the mirror too? Good lord I must be loosing it, here I am, talking to my own reflection, sane people don’t do that do they? Yet ‘ere I am, jabbering on- ❞

[cajunspoons]

@yarxakh

Spoons wasn’t sure where she was, but despite her robotic nature, she somehow had the sense she simply was not supposed to be here. The place was old, ancient even, and was filled with artifacts she was surprised hadn’t already been looted by some British museum.

Despite the somewhat foreboding sensation, she still wanted to explore, though she immediately made a deal with herself to not touch anything. There were probably booby traps or a curse or something bad. Maybe Bast could explain to her later what she was seeing.

She didn’t get far when she heard echoing footsteps. Fast footsteps. And they were heading her way.

There was nowhere to hide, unless she wanted to hop into what she was pretty damn sure was a sarcophagus. No, better not make things even worse. And so she chose to do something she’d seen in a cartoon.

The lights on her body faded and she snatched up the floating baubles at the side of her ears to hide them in her hands. And then she just... pretended to be a statue. That part was easy enough. All she had to do was stay still. What might be a problem was her obviously modern clothing.