#quattuorimmortalem

[mattibee]

Is there a Wooloo version of Basard?

[but-boomerang-arrows]

amazing grace ;;

In the hours before dawn, Clint found solace in silence. Particularly, he enjoyed the places of worship where candles were usually lit and where he could be left alone with his thoughts. He found himself here, this time, after breaking his sobriety. Three years, gone with one bottle of gin.

He was sober now, leaned against the small altar of candles, a scarce few currently lit, most of the others burnt out. He expected to be alone, but there is always some divinity within holy spaces.

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[jigensass]

❛ I don’t know the meaning of the word “quit”. ❜ (From Jake)

“I see that, from what Google says, your parlor is even open on Christmas.” Stephen sighed, crossed his arms, and took a seat in an empty waiting chair.

“Despite being immortal, vampires have to sleep too, you know. Could you at least take off for a day? Maybe a week or something? Even I attempt a vacation now and again when the world isn’t in chaos, Jake.” A magazine appeared in his hands to keep his eyes busy. “But if you want to work yourself to death, I can’t willingly force you to stop.”

[vampirivanator]

@quattuorimmortalem​ said: Would Chai like bat sugar cookies

“Would Chai like bat shaped sugar cookies? Is that a rhetorical question cause absofuckinglutely he wants bat shaped sugar cookies!!!”

[androidafton]

@quattuorimmortalem​ said: -aggressively yeets my url at you-

My Opinion on...

The character in general: Imma choose Jake for this. You know I love Jake, Aidan. I adore him and all of your muses. How you play them: He’s your character and I think you play him fantastically  You, the Mun: Aidan you are the best. 100/10

Do I...

RP with you: Not on here yet Want to RP with you: Yus  Ship with you: Nope. Want to ship with you: Yes if we can find a muse for Mikey

What is my...

One favorite thing about your blog: You the mun. One favorite thing about you and your character: Everything.

Overall Opinion (with optional gif!) :

[upgradeddeviant]

@quattuorimmortalem​ said: Jake wandered in and leaned on Riley. “Can I ask you a question?”

The android looks at Jake, tilting his head. His LED turns yellow. “Sure go ahead.”

[sexnce]

Towel Show

From Here

    “Well, to be perfectly honest, I have no idea. I think maybe my brother teleported me here as a prank? Or I could have just blacked out, life’s a mystery!~”

[rk800isalive]

My Tumblr Crushes:

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9th-in-a-line

gavinbreed

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scarletclues

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hankxanderson

jadedindreams

Look at all these good beans.

[irishparasite]

@quattuorimmortalem (cont.)

Jack carefully held the little Rottie pup in his arms. They stared at each other for only a few seconds before the Rottie started to squirm in his arms so they could get a better hold. They just wanted to lick Jack’s face! That’s all they wanted.

Jack looked down at all the other puppies swarming his feet, smiling and laughing happily. This is the most happy he’s been in his life. “I love them.”

[scrceresssupreme]

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Now off on her own and only bonded to Stephen through magic now that their marriage had ended, Clea disappeared down to Hell's Kitchen to indulge in some fun.

She enjoyed her favorite eateries and shopped at all the finest boutiques, but something caught her eye that stood out from all the other usual spots she often visited: a tattoo parlor. Her curiosity caused her to wander inside, looking so out of place with her white and purple outfit amongst all the black alongside the myriad shopping bags she had acquired.

"Hello? Is anyone here?" Her eyes gazed over all the options on what to get inked on your body. Stephen had told her about it but never had the audacity to get one. This shop seemed to draw her to finally take that chance.

[heroesandrogues]

@quattuorimmortalem​ said: Leon releases thirty stoats into the house and closes the door behind him.

Thunder and Lightning, or as Conner has dubbed them the Weather Ferrets, just so happen to be at the HQ of Team Weather that day when the stoats get released inside. They scurry around trying to play with the little creatures, bouncing around like the ferrets they are. Krypto just watches from the ceiling, not liking the new additions.

Jon comes in only an hour later, blinking as he sees the smaller weasels asleep with the ferrets. 

“What the...? How did stoats get in here?”

[mattibee]

If you could convert anything into a fridge/disguise a fridge as anything, what would it be?

HIM…

[scaredtech]

@quattuorimmortalem (cont.)

Waylon was up on the sofa, eating his dinner in peace. Well until his cat decided to make his presence known. He watches Finch with a bored and tired expression, finding him adorable. He was just too tired to react. He sets his takeout box of Panda to the side, moving to pick his little Munchkin up.

“You can’t have my food Finch. Too spicy for kitty tummies.” 

[vampirivanator]

@quattuorimmortalem​ said: "Simon? I'm stuck..." (from Riley)

“I am here to help! How can I help?”

[qui-occiderunt-regem]

Finch bloomed a single blue rose for the devil. "Happy Valentine's Day, I think?"

Lucifer inhaled the scent, smiling and nodding. “Thank you....”

[inechoingsilence]

Two Rare Specimens

Acelin was in Avignon, at the farmhouse that he lived in as a boy. The fields were extensive, always showing something new, and the break away from the States was more than appreciated. Taking a sip of tea, he continued as he was, writing a letter to a colleague in London, a Monsieur H.Finch.

Monsieur,

I hope this letter finds you well. I was given your name by a mutual colleague and dear friend of mine, M. David Baulcombe at Cambridge. I was delighted to hear of the possibility of obtaining seeds of the Snowdownia Hawkweed as part of the Rare Wales Project from you. 

As you might know, I am a botanist and assist in the revitalization of rare specimens of plants, with my latest work being with the Lake Baikal Project in Russia, and with the Salvbard Seed Vault. I have attached my bona fides for your consideration. As I am currently in Avignon, this would be a most opportune time to meet with you, if possible.

I would consider it a great honor to meet with you and discuss the idea of attempting to cultivate this and other rare Welsh hawkweeds in my facilities in France and America. I thank you in advance for your consideration and hope we meet soon.

Acelin Voclain

All he could do now was send the letter off and hope that H.Finch would take the trouble to write back. Blowing gently on the ink to allow it to dry, he then folded the parchment carefully and slid it into an envelope, and sent it off to be mailed express.

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