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psa .

so … i think i’m gonna move aaron to the multi because he’s pretty quiet at the moment, so you can find him over on @heartbattled.

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psa .

so … i think i’m gonna move aaron to the multi because he’s pretty quiet at the moment, so you can find him over on @heartbattled.

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advlterous‌:

    A BEAT OF CONTEMPLATION   !   IT SWIRLS SO PEACEFULLY IN THE AIR   .   ❝   the slow days are the ones that really get to you   .   the long   ,   busier days will usually keep you feeling untouchable   …   until you get home   .   ❞    a disposition of genuineness taints the curve of her smile   .  she   ,   a veteran   /   she knows the game   ,  its vicious ins and outs   .    

      wrong   ,   wrong   ,   all wrong   !   a lilting laugh parts petals   .    ❝  actually   ,   i don’t treat five - year - olds   ;   those are pediatrics’ territory   .   ❞   a grin   ,   then   ,   completely in jest   .    ❝    me   ?   hey   ,   you made me false promises   .   i think i have the right to get a little dramatic   .   ❞

             ❝ it’s the distractions, isn’t it? ❞  the fast days keep you on your toes, stop you from thinking too much about the things you’ve seen, the people you might have lost. it’s smart, to lose yourself in the longer but faster days. aaron nods his head.  ❝ they’re what keep you going. stop you from losing your mind on the spot. ❞

              brow quirks at her statement and he leans back against the bed, toes wriggling beneath the cover. it isn’t very comfortable, hospital beds weren’t meant to be comfortable, were they?  ❝ oh? so what ages do you treat, then? ❞ his grin is wide, teasing. ❝ i didn’t make any such promise. ❞

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psa .

so ... i think i’m gonna move aaron to the multi because he’s pretty quiet at the moment, so you can find him over on @heartbattled.

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asilencedheart‌:

“Are you really going to sweetheart me?”

“What would you prefer, love?” 

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forestwitched‌:

[ sms: daddy 💕 ] oh, i know it is [ sms: daddy 💕 ] you’re very good at what you do [ sms: daddy 💕 ] so…see you in fifteen? 

[ sms: baby girl ]   i have to be. [ sms: baby girl ]   otherwise you wouldn’t stick around. [ sms: baby girl ]   i’ll see you in 15.

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i love aaron’s blog so much, i love his url & everything else but i’m trying to figure out whether or not it’s worth keeping him on an indie blog or putting him on the multi ? 

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gravespat‌:

    yes, they’re in public but lydia’s feeling very affectionate so she allows him to kiss her and kisses him back with much enthusiasm.     @griefdestroyed / continued 

           it’s almost a privilege, to be able to kiss lydia in public. far too often does lydia deny him a kiss because they’re in public but today, it’s different. he grins into it, hand moving to hold her hip - thumb rubbing over the fabric.  “what’s the occasion?” 

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if anyone wants a starter tho, lmk

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i am going to get to replies here i swear to god. 

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just an fyi that Aaron is pans.

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slutmuffinjade:

boys who make a lot of noise during sex, yes please

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ofcoldguns‌:

( sms ) I don’t think there’s enough time in the world to unpack all of this baggage.

( sms ) You could try me. ( sms ) You’re not the only one with a lot of baggage.

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heavenrejected‌:

   truth be told, clubs aren’t really allison’s scene either. but if he’s offering her a drink, this is the only place they’re going to get one without someone questioning how old she is. there’s music playing as they enter the dim light of the bar- very different to the sun outside- and there are projected lights moving across the floor, the curtain/screen is showing a black and white version of dracula (possibly the original) and the sound of the film is actually audible despite the thumping beat of the music. nothing is overwhelming, nor is it particularly packed. “ i’ll find a booth while you get the drinks? ” she offered with a smile. 

     when aaron thinks of a club, he thinks of the pounding thrumming nightlife. with teenagers and young adults alike, grinding and gyrating on the dance floor - performing all kinds of disgusting acts on the dance floor and in the bathrooms. when he walks into this club, however, it doesn’t really scream nightlife. there’s an old black and white movie playing on a screen via a projector and the words are actually audible. not to mention the fact that there’s barely anyone there. this definitely wasn’t what he was expecting but he supposes he’ll take it, seeing as it’s quieter than he thought it’d be.  “ mm. what’s your poison? ”

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prcphesiied‌:

               “i saved the gods damned world at a seventeen aaron. i don’t need to prove myself to anyone. especially not someone who apparently sees me as a child.” her hands wave at him a little, swallowing as she jerks back with a sigh, running a hand through long curls. 

           “it wasn’t me, you absolute arse. if it was just me, i could’ve ignored it because i get bad feelings all the time. this was so bad my body and mind ached with it. you needed help, even if you couldn’t see it.” her head shakes, wiping a shaking hand down her face before she starts to yell at him. it’s against the point and it won’t help anyone. the injured arm is held to her chest, head ducked as she moves away from him. “you underestimated me. i know exactly how capable i am and i don’t need anyone’s approval on the matter. maybe you’re projecting.”

           “against something not like this.” aaron points out. “if i saw you as a child, then i wouldn’t have done half of the things i did with you.” which was very true. he didn’t see her as a child, he was just pissed off that she hadn’t listened to him or respected his wishes or orders. 

            head shakes slightly. “it was you, though, in the end. you were the one that got hurt.” he wasn’t sure how many more times he could reiterate the point but it seemed as though he was going to have to keep going until she finally listened and got it into her head. he didn’t want her getting hurt. “i know what you’re capable of, i know what you can and can’t do. i still didn’t want you here because this isn’t your business and you got hurt because of something i wanted to settle.”

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hntngs‌:

a small little moan passed through her lips as he bit down on her lower lip.  there was no doubt that she liked things rough.  perhaps one of the downsides of hunting was that living so close to the edge of death all the time,  she often forgot what it was like to live outside of the constant thrills.  if there’s not adrenaline pumping through her veins,  she loses interest.

“you know i don’t like to say please.”  it’s good to push his buttons in a setting where neither one of them has to worry about losing their life at any given moment.

her hands moved away from his ass to his front side,  palming over him and giving his length a firm squeeze.  if only he was already naked,  pushing him would have been easier.  “i don’t think i need to.”  a cheeky grin was given in the pause.  “‘cause i think that you really rather just get a taste and that’s so much better,  isn’t it?”

aaron knew that if he was naked, this would have gone a lot differently - it would have happened a lot quicker. which was precisely why he didn’t strip completely. he wanted to take his time, just a little - in teasing her. because it was fun to watch her squirm, he liked watching her get more and more frustrated as the seconds passed. 

“maybe you should learn how to.” she’s never been good at saying please but he doesn’t mind, not when he has something else he’d rather be doing than making her learn proper manners. 

hips rocked forward slightly as her hand moved to palm his cock through his pants and he groans quietly. hips jerked forward at the squeeze and he bit down on her lip again, tugging it out of her mouth with a light grin. “mm. you know me too well.” it’s true, he’d much rather get a taste of her than go through the torment. he pulls back slowly, beginning to kiss down the length of her body.

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asilencedheart‌:

@griefdestroyed from here

“I honestly wish I could say it was.”

“then that’s on you, isn’t it, sweetheart.”