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@bloodyxballet asked: "i thought you went home after i went to bed. you didn't have to do that - you could've at least joined me in bed that couch is shit for sleeping on." (Erik)
STAYING THE NIGHT PROMPTS | Accepting
He smiles a bit at the other, shrugging one shoulder. "It's okay, I didn't want to make things awkward or anything." He didn't mention that his legs hung off of the couch because Erik was so tall. Erik stands in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest, stretching a bit to get the crick out of his back and neck. "How did you sleep?"
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"Nothing worse than one's imagination, more so if they truly believe in it."
IT hums lowly, a small smile on IT lips as the clown watches the other curiously. IT's large body folded in on ITself as the being was crouched.
@bloodyxballet // Closed.
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'thought you'd be lighter without all that blood.'
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"It's the outfit," the warlock seethed, "and I thought I told you not to help." This is why Dorian worked alone, he didn't play well with others. He didn't appreciate being hefted up by Dylan; it ruffled up his clothes.
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starter for @bloodyxballet from brooklyn
“While I am interested in learning how to pole dance from you, I’m not really sure if you mean an actual pole or…your pole,” she told him, smirking. Whatever his answer was, she was still going to be interested, anyway.
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@bloodyxballet, dylan mercer sent to sam carpenter ( loomis ): ❛ this fear you feel? it won’t last. ❜
" oh, i know. believe me i know. " how could she not when her father was billy loomis? sam knew that the pain and fear she felt at the thought of becoming like her father worried her a little. she knew that the weed didn't grow far from the tree that was sick. she was used to hearing people judge her because of her own family. though, they wasn't judging her sister, who had become her whole world, but her and the fact that she had the same blood as the killer from the 1990s. a sigh escaped her lungs as she scrutinized the man next to her. " why are you helping me? i mean, you don't know me. aren't you afraid i'll kill you? you should be. "
#bloodyxballet#sam carpenter. : answered.#sam carpenter. : writing.#dyn. : dylan mercer + sam carpenter.
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@bloodyxballet liked here for a starter and got Liz!
Song: Message In A Bottle by Taylor Swift
"These days I'm restless. Workdays are endless." How Liz is supposed to find a head witch or warlock in this state, she doesn't know. She'll keep trying, though. She won't let her father down. He's counting on her finding them.
"So excuse me if I'm not too excited about life right now." She explains to the stranger. "I'm Liz, by the way. What's your name?" She might as well introduce herself, just for something to do. It's going to be a long night.
#bloodyxballet#convo#who is in control (liz v1.)#magic and mischief oh my (c: elizabeth gold.)#made myself mythical; tried to be real (ic.)#[hey hope this is okay!]#[let me know if not :)]#[lyrics are bolded & italicized]
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@bloodyxballet sent: “My anxiety level is in ‘there aren’t enough lifeboats’ territory.” (For Hela)
Sabrina the Teenage Witch sentence starters | Accepting
Hela's head tilted and she raised an eyebrow. "And how would you like me to handle that?" Not that it was really something she was that concerned about.
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bloodyxballet asked: Send “AH” to pin my muse against the wall but letting a RANDOMIZER choose
RANDOMIZER RESULT: Send “DONT” to pin my muse against the wall to prevent them from LEAVING
The goddess’ back hit the wall with a dull thud followed by the soft whoosh of air as the oxygen was temporarily pushed from her lungs. She hadn’t expected such strength to come from Dylan and was momentarily caught off guard, much to her own chagrin.
“Dylan, what in the name of the Fates are you doing?” Eris hissed, planting her hands against his broad chest to push back against him.
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Dylan (@bloodyxballet) sent a meme: i thought i was about to die. i figured i should tell you the truth before that happened. (x)
"Oh..."
How smart, Eskel. ... 'Oh.'
He was still in shock from Dylan's confession. Not because he wouldn't reciprocate, because he did but- he had never counted on anyone being interested in him. Not honestly. No one was ever honestly into him. And Eskel had to take into account what happened to Dylan in the last couple of days and that it seemed to be right to tell him... when Eskel was just as scared of losing Dylan. In more than one way, not only what happened but what happened if Eskel confessed his own feelings to Dylan.
"But, you're alive," he said, blushing deeply and fumbling on a strand of curly hair falling in his face. "Are you sure you feel ... I mean- I feel the same but I never thought you would-"
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@bloodyxballet asked: 'care' for a sick starter (Erik)
* mini starter call | Accepting
Erik coughs into the crook of his elbow, it sounds like he's about to hack up a lung from coughing so hard. He groans and lowers his arm as he gets up from the couch and goes into the kitchen for water. He gets a glass and fills it with water before drinking it. Once he's down drinking it, he just stands there, blankly looking at the wall almost as if he was in a daze.
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"Hello, uh, I wanted to apologize for my abrupt absence the last time I came.” Kharon slowly walks as he speaks, “I had a call... from work, it was an emergency.” He offers, not wanting to lie but not really comfortable to tell them exactly what he was or did for a living. He was here to not think about those things, he wanted to relax and have fun.
@bloodyxballet // closed.
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@bloodyxballet: 🦇 Our muses decorating for Halloween
Halloween was almost here and Jasmine had volunteered to do some last minute decorating at the ballet theater. Mainly because she was looking for an opportunity to get an interview. Thankfully, she wasn’t the only one there.
“You on decorating duty, sug?” Jasmine asked the man.
#i know it's past halloween but it's been sitting in my mailbox#i won't be silenced [reply]#i want to make a difference (ic)#bloodyxballet#adult verse (never thought i'd be so tired)
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"Patience only gets you so far." (Modern verse)
❝Patience,❞ Asriel tilted his head slightly, his expression somewhere between amusement and mild disdain, ❝is a luxury for people who can afford to wait. When you’re chasing something real—something that actually matters—there’s a point where patience just becomes another excuse to do nothing.❞
He shrugged, almost as if to soften the blow of his words, though his gaze remained steady. ❝I’d rather take a step too soon than risk watching someone else take it for me. At least then, I’d know I tried.❞
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that looks like the best book ever.
saima looks up briefly for a moment before giving a small shrug.
"it's certainly a book that i like revisiting every so often so it's nice to have this on me in case i'm in the mood for reading at a random moment. "
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i think i did something wrong, but i don't know what it is.
Zora had made a point not.. to really spend too much time around Dylan. Not that he was a bad person necessarily, but they weren't really sure if they wanted to get caught up in yet another conversation where they barely could get a word in - nevertheless have a break where they could actually think.
So by the time they ran into him again inadvertently, it does take some effort from Zora not to seem overtly.. concerned at this prospect of interacting again.
"I .. I don't know if you're commenting in general or when it comes to why I hadn't really taken up your offer to stop by the studio."
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