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FOR A MOMENT, SHE COULD SWEAR THE GUY IN LINE IN FRONT OF HER IN LINE AT THE COFFEE SHOP IS JASPER. the jacket didn't look like that when she'd met jasper BEFORE, but he's got the long dark hair and when she catches just the PROFILE of the other's face, the furthest thing from her mind is the fact that the guy she ASSUMES he is has a twin. watching him move out of line, she HESITATES for a moment before deciding to just GO for it. " hey, JASPER! "
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“i’m not really one for friendly conversation.” a shooter of tequila is filled in front of the singer's nose. drinking seemed to be his only past time when touring. “more so just, sit, drink, maybe shit-talk the playlist in this fuckin’ place.”
#ᴶᵉˢᵘˢ ᶜʰʳᶤˢᵗ˒ ᴵ’ᵐ ᶰᵒᵗ ˢᶜᵃʳᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵈᶤᵉ ᶤ’ᵐ ᵃ ˡᶤᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵇᶤᵗ ˢᶜᵃʳᵉᵈ ᵒᶠ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ –– APOLLO DEO#crimsxnidol
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* 𝖟𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝖌. . . . 🔪 ❛ 𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐈𝐓 ’ 𝐒 𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈 ’ 𝐌 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐒𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑 . ❜ @crimsxnidol
❛ 𝙷𝙴 ’ 𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙼𝚈 𝙵𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙱𝙾𝚈 . ❜ words that protest so vehemently ! –––––––––––––––––––––– & yet their tone is dull , lifeless . . . 𝘜𝘚𝘌𝘋 𝘜𝘗 𝘝𝘖𝘊𝘈𝘓 𝘊𝘖𝘙𝘋𝘚 𝘈𝘙𝘌 𝘋𝘙𝘌𝘕𝘊𝘏𝘌𝘋 𝘐𝘕 𝘓𝘐𝘘𝘜𝘖𝘙 ; maus lifts the bottle again & 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 at the taste flooding his mouth , stinging the insides of chewed–raw cheeks . 𝘽𝙇𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙔 𝙀𝙔𝙀𝙎 𝙋𝘼𝙉 𝘼𝘾𝙍𝙊𝙎𝙎 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙍𝙊𝙊𝙈 , squinting hard from 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 .
maybe he should 𝐏𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐘 , see if that could fix him up , make him clean . ❛ 𝙳𝙾 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃 . 𝙸 𝙳𝙾𝙽 ’ 𝚃 𝙶𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝙰 𝚂𝙷𝙸𝚃 . i don ’ t even know where he is –––––––––––––––– don ’ t know where 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 are , actually . ❜ shit , that ’ s right ! slack limbs struggle to pull 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 upright , to regain balance –––––––––––––– golden liquid spills on the floor ( COLLATERAL DAMAGE ) & he stands somewhat upright . ❛ 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 ’ 𝚁𝙴 𝙵𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙶𝙾𝙽𝙴 , 𝙷𝚄𝙷 . ❜
#crimsxnidol#( 𝘝. 𝟶 𝟶 𝟸 ) 🔪 𝖕𝖘𝖞𝖈𝖍𝖔 𝖐𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖗 –– 𝖖𝖚'𝖊𝖘𝖙-𝖈𝖊 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖈'𝖊𝖘𝖙 ? . . .#maus is literally like [lost child at supermarket]#( 𝙎𝙉𝘼𝙄𝙇 𝙈𝘼𝙄𝙇 ) 🔪 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖞 𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖘 𝖚𝖕 𝖆𝖌𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝖆𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖘 . . .
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“i HATE this fucking song,” magda states, low voice just touched with a whine. she’s on her third double whiskey sour, which is really only the beginning of what’s going to be another wasted night. ( ha. wasted. ) she cocks her head at the other patron at the bar. “don’t you hate this song?” no, she doesn’t know him, but that’s okay. she hates being stuck with her own thoughts. “my ex wrote it about me. like, as if i’m actually that fucking shallow, you know? do i LOOK like i would be that shallow?”
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#ah!! tysm for liking!#lexx said you're perfect so i already love you and zack#crimsxnidol#━━ ❛ 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚒𝚗 ? ・ ❪ 𝕧 › main . ❫
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send a 🎤 + a url and the mun will record themselves talking abt them (3/5) for @crimsxnidol!!
Apologies, my voice was starting to get tired by this point. You’re awesome, though! Keep being rad. :>
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@crimsxnidol liked for a starter !!
“ i’ll let you tell your friends you went home with FREDDIE MERCURY if you can get me a drink. ”
#crimsxnidol#✰ IN A BELLADONIC HAZE || main verse ✰#HONESTLY they could be somewhere that doesn't even have alcohol and freddie would still say this so DO WITH THAT WHAT YOU WILL#also HELLO !!!!!!!
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just say hi, be normal, say hi just say----- ❛ you look music-y. ❜ she’ll scrunch her nose up, mentally scolding herself. she means no offence - take it as a compliment. ❛ d’you listen to TOOL? ooh, what about GOJIRA? ❜ she’s looking like a kid in a sweet shop, eyes wide as she rambles to the stranger. ❛ sorry.. probably shouldn’t stereotype. ❜ / crimsxnidol
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this is awkward, definitely more than dominic bargained for when he’d gotten jasper ellis high and made out with him with the smash bros. theme song playing in the background, but -- he does like jasper. whether he’s worth going through the awkward meeting the family process exactly, he isn’t quite sure, but whether he wants it to happen or not, it’s happening. he’s just grateful that jasper was too tied up at work today to join them for their quick, scheduled coffee break, so he doesn’t have to try to find the perfect intersection of two masks and he can just perform for one person. ( he’ll bring jasper his coffee anyway, after zack heads home. ) “so -- you’re the famous zack.” he extends a hand. “dominic west. i’ll get your coffee.”
@crimsxnidol / starter call!
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SEND ME A 🌻 AND I’LL TELL YOU WHATEVER I WANT
Status: Accepting!
@crimsxnidol said: 🌻 🌻
🌻 @ everyone telling me to go get my itchy c-section scar checked out; NO, I REFUSE TO GO TO THE DOCTOR.
🌻 The main point of this blog was to give a dash of diversity to the RPC community because lord knows we need some and I really hope it’s doing that. I do my best to include race, age, and slowly working my way up to gender diversity. I got a long ways to go, but I hope this blog comes off as diverse because that’s the whole point of it; giving voices to those I see are often ignored in the RPC.
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She is PACING. Restless like a tiger in some fucking SIDESHOW cage. Its what she does when she’s pissed - edgy over something she can’t quite get out at the moment. Slashing expensive feather pillows with her nails could only get her so FAR. “All was fine and dandy until Lydia called.” MOTHER. A word that left even worse a taste than her first name. Now, where was that cocktail?
/ @crimsxnidol
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Subtle makeup, monochromatic clothes and the absence of luminescent tails ─── Ahri had indeed done her best in pursuance of deftly concealing her identity from prying eyes, from any fame-hungry photographer or enamored fan that could have, otherwise, accidentally recognized her ( after all, she wasn’t really supposed to be spending her time here, with him ) . Delicate facial features soften and brighten at the sight of the male, curvature of rose-shaped tiers promptly slants upwards into the vision of a mischievous simper whilst she proceeds to goofily wave her hand in order to pique his attention. OH, SWEET SWEET FREEDOM ! Even a place like this, after agonizing weeks spent within a tiny cage of gold and diamonds, almost feels like heaven. ❝ Why do you always choose the weirdest places to meet up ? I got lost at least three times while searching for you. ❞
@crimsxnidol gets a foxy smooch ! ♡
#.• ❤ ─ ▸ acoustic funeral for LOVE in limbo. ╱ ❪ ﹠ v. k/da ❫#crimsxnidol#i hope this is okay for you !#if not let me know and i'll write it again uwu#♡♡♡
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the hunter will take a moment to shrug off his hoodie, leaving him in nothing but a black metallica tshirt, of which he will roll up the left sleeve so that the artist might get to the back of his shoulder. only a few tattoos stained his body, but with the recent events, and knowing that he’d be going after a demon that could potentially know who he is, finley decided that this tattoo would be the most important.
‘sorry for just walking in,’ once saran wrap covers the chair, fin will sit, trying to get comfortable as he glances at the other man. ‘i didn’t really have time to make an appointment, it’s kind of a last minute think. totally my bad,’ / @crimsxnidol.
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@excentriquee
Does mama Rea want Cerby cuddles !??
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It was nice . Nice not being chained to a gate , placed in an endless pit , and alone . He finally had a home , a family ( he always dreamt of one , though in those moments it was more likely he’d be alone for eternity . Guess the fates were wrong this time . ) to call their own now . They need to find a way to let the boy know how appreciative they were of him . Walking into the living room to see a sleeping Zack , may have just given them that opportunity.
The center hound looked at the other two ; beckoning them to follow ( as they always had ) . Though quietly , not to disturb him . eventually , they made it to him ; the face paint still slightly visible upon the other’s face . The center hound gestures to the other two with crimson eyes moving from them , then to the boy . In which they follow ; one jumping on the arm of the couch then wiggling himself between the boy, and the back of the couch .
The second followed after , jumping on the arm before gently climbing on top of the boy ; laying down upon his chest , resting his head on his paws as crimson eyes kept keen on the boy . Last , but not least . The center hound climbed up onto the edge of the couch , were the boy’s arm hung off the couch . He circle around using his paws to soften the area which he was going to lay . Once he was finished , he laid down against the boy , nuzzling his snout under his chin before closing his eyes along with the other two .
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#crimsxnidol#╰ * 💀 ⠆ ❛ lure the fools into hunting shadows ↦ 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯. ⟩#( * I got carried away ! ><" )#( * but this had to be done )
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☆ ESTABLISHED TRANSMISSION WITH : @crimsxnidol
❝ STOP -- !! ❞
THE TRACK halts -- Ziggy yanks his headphones from his neatly coiffed hair and fumbles to drop them around his thin neck. ❝ All wrong, all wrong -- ugh. ❞ A vibrant groan tumbles from him, and he drags himself out of the chair to fling open the door to the recording booth, an accusatory finger aimed at Zack. Despite his somewhat waifish appearance, the singer -- the famous singer, he corrects himself snidely -- certainly hopes he is duly intimidating. After all, it would be unwise to waste his time, especially given his endless charity in being as kind as to allow less popular acts to share a scant sliver of his well-deserved time in the spotlight. It is not every day one has the utter privilege of performing his instrumental backings. The young man with the guitar is talented -- he knows that for certain, or he would not have hired him. Whether or not he can keep up with Ziggy’s somewhat capricious demands is, altogether, a skill unrelated to music.
❝ I’M NOT saying it’s bad, ❞ he prefaces -- the curt frown spread over his thin lips suggests otherwise, but he makes some vague gesture with his hands, struggling to articulate a point that escapes him. ❝ It’s just ... not good, ❞ he settles, ❝ and I need you to do it better. ❞ The critique is hardly constructive, but it’s all he delivers: there’s a strained smile stretched over his pink-glossed lips, taunt as a tourniquet, and manages between the clench of his teeth, ❝ can you do it over, darling ? And can you do it properly ? ❞
#crimsxnidol#v ; turnabout intruder#[ AAHHH sorry this took so long !!! im a piece of moldy bread.#i kind of based it under the impression that zack is not super famous in his main verse and maybe this is a chance he has at getting Bigger?#if you need me to fix anything pls feel free to DM me !!! ]
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lighter clicks, flickers, lights, as two deft, tattooed hands ( outfitted with a fabulous black manicure ), bring the manufactured flame to the end of kitso’s cigarette. shitty dj plays music nearly half the caliber of the stuff that had been performed in the same venue mere minutes before and prompts a roll of dark eyes and a head shake from the young queer, which in turn offers them the opportunity to catch a glimpse at one of the members of deathsweep ( their favorite band of the night ). they cross over to the other and pull a pack of cigarettes from the back pocket of their jeans, extending it to him. “great show tonight, man.” they clap the other on the shoulder, grinning. “you’re really fucking talented!” they inform him as if perhaps he’s never heard it before.
@crimsxnidol / surprise!
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