bxptiste

[bxptiste]

Try, try your whole life to be ｒｉｇｈｔｅｏｕｓ and be good; Wind up on your own floor — choking on your own blood.

✞indie demon OC blog ✞icons & syntax available ✞friendly mun / erratic muse ✞tw: gore / abuse / violence ✞warning: he’s a trash baby

                                                         let us begin.

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Favorite ocs?

SEND ME A CHARACTER AND I WILL LIST MY FAVORITE BLOGS OF THAT CHARACTER

impxster, lionhexrted ( sor t of an oc, always bae ?? ) , sxldier, anyone by bxptiste, maleficentia-murderess,  holy shit the list is so long omf

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yeah, if you ever wanna roleplay with me, you can hit my up on my main blog for contact info. tumblr roleplay just eats me up. can't do it. i'm sorry.

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There is only a glimmer of fear in his eyes, for  his pride seems to have upturned the corners  of  his  mouth  in  a  cocky  grin.  Rather to be  grabbed  by  the  hair  &  dragged off to learn  such a lesson of respect for a warmonger.

             " It does not put you above the gods, does it?                  Would they not   see   that you respect me? "

            “You are in my hall,” he warns, as if he’d ever let anybody forget such a fact. He does not need to be kind if he does not desire to be so      and Ragnar Lothbrok so very rarely desires such.

            "That puts me above your teachings.” 

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colby keller is in my state right now -- and  the  overwhelming  sense to get back to orlando to witness him some- where is, well, overwhelming.

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❝ -- Mother Earth bore her youngest child Typhoeus, Of the love of Tartarus, by the aid of golden Aphrodite. Strength was with his hands in all that he did, And the feet of the strong god were untiring.❞

› Indie Typhon/Typhoeus/Set; Greek Mythology › Mun: experienced, scruffy, & an adult › Open to all fandoms, OCs, etc. › Gif, Icon, Para; the bigger the better › Multi-ship, multi-verse › Semi-selective › Click banner to follow! (You know you want to.)

                                                                       … ʙegin

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Being raised by men only capable of their individual law and scrutiny from the gods above, one would gain a rougher voice from yelling so much -- a tone so bold it got smaller men such as Uhtred into trouble. Loose morals, loose enough you could slip your hands right into them and grope. The poor man muffled another hiccup under a small breath, curling a grin up at his companion.

           "Jeg skylder ikke nogen noget. Much less an apology." And his syllables fell hard, strained against a language hardly his own. One he only studied to gain a better understanding for the lands surrounding his home. After a breath or two, thinking the question over -- had it been anymore difficult, he may have passed out -- he responded with, "You can call me Osbert."

    “Vous n’êtes pas désolé? Then would it be too much to ask for an apology?”

He preferred the taste of wine rather than the hard ale or whiskey served at inns, leaving him to abstain from any drink offered. The reason for his presence here was that of a royal duty. His people never let their gaze waver upon the northern lands which had been occupied by the English several decades ago. Those who remained stubbornly accepted subjugation to French law, but even so, they were all watched more closely than the rest. However, the man next to him sounded foreign —a harsher accent lied underneath the former. More questions formed in his head, and they begged to be solved. 

     “Could you at least tell me your name?” His own accent butchered the English language, though at that instant, he wished it had not.

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i’m laughing ‘you bitches ain’t even’

y'all bitches n i love you.

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so regardless of whether you knew me on guppylestrade or actualtigermoran or mandeaux or betathathou or wuthgein or pyrxmis -- so long as you follow the bread crumbs, you can always find me somewhere. i know a lot of people doubt me in my replies or out of character activity, but if you ever just wanna do something, you can message me for contact info and we can do whatever, whenever.

i dunno why i'm typing this, i guess i just sort of need something to write right now. i'm on new medication, my insides are tearing up, and i sleep at least 85% of the time. i'm working on art, trying to get an "actual job" while at the same time dealing with other various stresses.

so bear with me when i go places.

there are a lot of characters in my head and you bitches ain't even seen a little of it.

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❝ We were kings here once, and our land was called Bernicia. We should be kings again.❞

▲ indie priest-turned-dane;  (Uhtred) ▲ 10+ years  of   roleplay  experience ▲ triggers:  varies,  possibly  tagged ▲ GIF/icon/para-novella (syntax  adj.) ▲ mun:  of  age  |  18/21+  preferred

                                 …⊰  ＣＨＡＰＴＥＲ ＯＮＥ．⊱…

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             " So, whatever you wish that others                 would do to you,  do also to them. "

Such a mocking tone for such a vulnerable man;  small, but his voice strong and eyes daring the other to challenge him upon this golden rule.  Forget strained morals  --  for there  was  respect  &  there   was   civility.

             ”You should be much nicer to me.”

He says it with something close to a smile, but there is absolutely  no denying there’s a warning in his tone.     Ragnar Lothbrok  does not take insults kindly. 

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She said: I keep on running and nothing works; I can’t get away from you, no— I keep on ducking you, nothing helps; I can’t stop missing you.

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