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laheyy-blog · 9 years
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Digits scratched subconsciously at tinted pink skin, attention somewhere far in depths of his own mind. The world gone to his own senses, Isaac is snapped back to reality as he bumps a girl on the shoulder.
                       Eyes wide with a fleeting sense of worry, he composes himself, the usual facade of a stoic expression returning to his visage.
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                                        ❝ ... Sorry. ❞
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findmeon-allxson · 9 years
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Me aka alphaverus
my opinion on;
character in general: i love everything played by sage okhow they play them: flawlessly, they make me wanna go on my kira and nest therethe mun: sage needs to marry me like yesterday
do i;
follow them: always and everywhere okrp with them: y e swant to rp with them: forevership their character with mine: scallison and malira and scira pls my otps and she gives them to me. just watch them make me ship allia just wATCH THEM
what is my;
overall opinion: sage sage sage saGE I LOVE YOU AND WE WILL MEET AND GO TO HARRY POTTER WORLD TOGETHER AND THEY INVITED ME TO STAY OVER AT THEIRS WHEN I COME TO FLORIDA AND HOW NICE IS THIS like for real how do i even handle you
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       “so-- you want to have a sleepover.         with me. I mean, sure! We can do that !! ”
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teamxhuman-blog · 10 years
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        ❛Love buckles under the            strain of those wild nights.❜
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cxnxrwalsh · 9 years
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Conor had no idea just how long he had been in the hole. That’s what it was, and what he referred to it as. The Hole. It was more like a pit, and Conor had no idea just how long the hunter had spent digging it. Probably enlisted help to get it done, other hunters willingly making what was basically a torture pit out in the woods.
His estimate though, based on the sporadic bits of food the man had brought him before asking then hurting him when he failed to answer, was two or three days. Not the four or five that it really was. People had been out looking for him, none had made it to this neck of the woods though. Pun intended.
He forced himself up and ignored the pain that jolted through his  badly sprained ankle so that he could limp to the wall of The Hole. He knew, logically, that he couldn’t climb it between his ankle and broken wrist but he kept trying.
“The definition of insanity is doing the same thing repeatedly, but expecting different results.”
His step-dad’s words echoed through his mind as he attempted, once again, to get a good foothold and tried to get a hold of something to pull himself up with.
The only result was pain shooting through his arm and torso as the muscles in his chest pulled at broken ribs that sent him down onto the ground again. Tears pricked at his eyes, not for the first time. He hadn’t exactly left the house that night on the best of terms so part of him was regretting things he had said.
Conor pushed himself against the wall of The Hole. 
He was going to die.
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cxnxrwalsh · 9 years
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Put a symbol (or several) and a character/characters in my ask box, and I’ll give you a headcanon.  Yes.  Do it.
♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon
Conor likes to explore places. He likes to learn everything about a place and believes that the best way to learn about a place is to go there and investigate. It’s gotten him into trouble in the past, so how he has this bad habit of dragging his friend Michael along with him so he can tell his mom “I wasn’t alone, Michael was with me” when she scolds him for sneaking out on his own.
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