Ethan and Jess
who steals french fries off the other’s plate: Jess
who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple:Ethan
who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: Jess
who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: Ethan
who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: Jess
who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: Jess
who starts and who wins the pillow fights: Jess starts them and wins them
who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: Ethan@firedbirdie
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Hello, my name is Lake. Reblog or like if you would be interested in rping with an AU only Har.vey De.nt. In this AU he is/was a celebrity instead of a district attorney.
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uhhhh, two things I’ve made for ethan for pride
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Every day, I get closer and closer to deleting this blog and making an AU only Harvey Dent blog.
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i remember way too many small details about people so i have to act dumb sometimes so i don’t freak them out
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My kink? Knowing all the information
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A scar is stronger than normal flesh. Have you ever noticed that? When a scar is left, it is tougher than normal flesh. You are broken, and it hurts. But it’s in that very moment of pain that healing can begin; pain is the inkling of healing.
Stephanie Chhum
(via wnq-writers)
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To succeed had become an obsession.
Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz (via rocknrollreads)
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Best of the Mikaelsons on TVD - 42 / ∞
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Headcanon
The room Ethan stayed in while with Oswald was sound proof. That way no one could hear his moans of pain or his yelling.
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“Witches were made to help people and the earth.”
Rp blog for Rosemary Grey/Crane
Indie DC OC for the daughter of Jonathan Crane.
Crossover/OC/ Multi muse friendly
Semi-selective, side blog.
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He tore the beauty from his face, and called it terror.
v.c | and he would weep until slumber arrived. (via erebius)
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