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Come on and break me down I'll let you ruin my day custom verse oc | under extreme construction

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under heavy construction

we fixed up riley’s verses and cemented his background. sorry for vanishing!! 

like this if you want a short starter?

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          ’ ..well. okay. ‘           she knows the implications of that,           she’s been around long enough to           know. she nods a bit, putting on a           soft smile.            ‘ if you’re tired..           then you should probably go sleep. ‘

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    “ come sleep with me. “

     does he care that it’s only midday?      no, of course not - what a silly      question. there’s never a bad time      to curl up on the couch and nap.

     especially if you have a partner.

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                                   ‘ mercury. ‘

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   “ hm. are you sure you aren’t googlin’ em?”

    “ anyways, last one -        i miss my wings.       they were clipped and       i can never fly. nor will i       ever be able to sing or       be of my own will.

      but, the foods good,       and the bed is warm.       all i need to do is simply       be. never will i worry       for falling if i can never fly.”

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                                              ‘ a person. ‘

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“I'm teary-eyed but never cry. Silver-tongued, but can never lie. Double-winged, but never fly. Air-cooled, but never dry.”

“What am I?”

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          and the chances of her convincing him           of her words being truth is rather low.           she’s aware that he doesn’t believe her           – but, she can stay in that blissful ignorance,           at least for a little while.

          ‘ of course i did.           you were gone for a while, after all… ‘           a short pause.           ‘ you’re okay-? ‘

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    “ i’m great. feels like a weight       was lifted off of me. “

      - ; a ‘weight.’ hah - you just did       what you only know. filthy       fucking monster.

     “ but i’m kind of tired. “

[silvicola-comitessa-archived]

repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. If you fail to achieve some of the facts, add some other of your own! When you’re done, tag 15 other people to do the same!

tagged by: silvicola-comitessa​

basics » name: Riley Brooke | Jacob Jacelynn Anderson » age: 19 » birthday: March 15th » species: Human » gender: Male » sex: Female » orientation: Confused » profession: Doctor | Body disposal

physical aspects » hair: Blonde » eyes: Gray » skin:  E2, according to this chart » height: 5′6″

family » siblings: ‘Sef’ Blaines, » parents: Amelia Blaines (deceased), Oliver Blaines (deceased) » grandparents: unknown » other relatives: We don’t talk about the other Anderson. » pets: Rudi (mutt puppy)

skills » physical prowess: often leaning towards more of endurance and stamina, riley is more focused on outlasting his enemy. although, he does know how to get you in a good choke hold. » abilities: he could kill you?  » hobbies: playing with dead bodies, 

traits —— positive —— loyal | curious | protective | reasonable (occasionally) | trickster

—— negative —— vindictive | quick tempered | possessive | delusional | apathetic

likes » colors: green, shades of blue » smells: fire, sage,  » foods:  velvet cake. » drinks: red rose tea. » alcoholic beverages: red wine.

miscellaneous » smokes?: yes » drugs?: never again. » driver’s license?: Yes. » ever been arrested?: He’s very careful.

» done! now tag 15 other people!

pteraniite marhearted vindictivevirus impxled lesliisms parxsitic verbiittert 

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……..? ……. !

          ‘ sh–shush, you…           maybe i won’t tell you now –            … …i miss you. ’ 

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  “ m i s s me? “

   his voice is slightly incredulous,    despite their.. odd, status, he still    had trouble believing that she    was genuine.

   “ .. yeah, i’ll try.. not, to leave for such long times. “

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    “ ‘ey, what walks on four legs in the morning,        two legs in the afternoon,        and on three in the evening?”

          “ it’s e a s y. “

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          ‘ riiiiiiiileeeey…. ‘

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   “ j e s u s - ya sound like      last night. what’s buggin’      tav-tav?”

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tavi:

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elizabeth:

       Solitude broken by the presence of another—one not unfamiliar to her senses. That which locked upon his form watched in mild surprise as the body lowered to rest besides her own.  Much time had passed since Riley was last spotted, though the disappearance was no more worrisome than a stranger’s. After all, was Riley not a stranger.

       No matter now—he had resurfaced from shadowed life—with less confidence than before.

      It had not gone unnoticed, even more so once the other had turned attentions forward. A pique in interest only for a moment before the curiosity faded. Much more would be needed to keep.

         "Is there a reason as to why you believe me spiteful for the disappearance?“

      He was, perhaps, an acquaintance—nothing more. Not worth the time to feel slighted by such a simple action.

    Her question earns a pause, Riley’s blue eyes flickering towards her briefly. If she wanted raw honesty, he hadn’t expected her to question it. Still much too used to His mannerisms. Used to hiding things from Him, and hoping to whatever god there was that He would not find out. Odd behaviour, given He was supposed to be his protector.

                                              - ; he’d kill her if he knew.

    “ Most people are, especially if you had only recently met them.” And if they promised something that was expected to be kept. Which he had, if memory serves him correct. Shitty reasoning, but it’s obvious he didn’t expect her to question him.

    “ Still, I trust you were okay while I was gone? “

     A familiar grin comes onto his features, mischievous and playful. There’s no real harm meant by his words - it’s just how he is. 

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tavi:

then ask her when she wakes up. 

but i dont want to ask her.

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tavi:

just ask lily.

she’s asleep.

that’s why i asked you.

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tavi:

riley you’re colorblind. 

nope.

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tavi:

pink piNGk/ adjective

1.of a color intermediate between red and white, as of coral or salmon.

i’ve seen red, i’ve seen white. pink doesn’t exist.

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tavi:

… it’s pink.

pink? 

tavi you can’t go making up colors.

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It looks like a gross shade of blue