Devils in the Machine

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maariamph:

Done! I’m still fixated on hot pink it seems

maariamph:

Done! I’m still fixated on hot pink it seems

excommanderchilton:

"Mhm~" he said with a smile. Then he handed her back the clove, but the lit end had been pinched out. There was a cheeky smile on Mike’s face. "You should really try to cut back sweetheart."

Low noise rose from German’s throat the moment she got the extinguished clove. It wasn’t threatening, more amused really. She had seen his tactic incoming and, while she could have stuck that stick back between her lips and relit it, had taken a couple of puffs to benefit from it. She could have argued the point with him, but instead, pulled the beat-up silver case from an inner pocket on the jacket and slid the cigarette back into its old place. She could finish it later.

"Point taken. I’ll try und quit vhen zis var ist over."

  • Friend: we have too many unfinished rps
  • Me: i know
  • Friend:
  • Me:
  • Friend:
  • Me:
  • Friend: so i have this idea for a rp

monster asks!!!

asparklethatisblue:

Vampire: Someone offers you a chance at immortality. Do you take it, and why or why not?
Werewolf: If you had to spend your life with just one person, who would it be?
Witch: If you could change one thing about the world, what would it be?
Ghost: Do you have any regrets?
Frankenstein: Is someone telling you how to live your life, or are you an independent person?
Mummy: If you were to fall into an eternal sleep, do you think anyone would miss you?
Zombie: Do you miss anyone right now?
Faerie: If you could get away with anything, what would you do?
Nymph: What are you like when you’re by yourself?
Mermaid: How far would you go to keep the one you love?
Shapeshifter: What would you change about yourself?
Banshee: If you knew one of your loved ones/best friends had only one day left to live, how would you spend that last day with them?
Siren: If you could make anyone do anything, what would you make them do?
Genie: If you had one wish that would come true and couldn’t be reversed, what would you ask for?
Fury: What is a word/phrase that you dread to hear?
Incubus: What would someone have to do to get in your pants?
Succubus: What’s one thing you can’t live without?

(Source: f-yeah-askmemes)

Don’t ever roleplay with me. I promise i’ll turn a one liner into a para in like two notes, flat.

(Source: forsakenvows)

excommanderchilton:

dystopiandisastercontrol:

excommanderchilton:

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"Really? You’re going to tell me no, then light one up? Really?"

German looks from his, trailing eyes to the lit clove, then back.

"Hey. Just because I make a mistake doesn’t mean I can’t tell you not to make ze same vone." she scoffs.

"Still." he replied, frowning. He took the clove from her lips and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. "It’s harder to kiss you with one of these in your mouth."

Sweet-scented smoke expelled once clove was wrested with oh-such-difficulty from her lips. Even she could be a considerate smoker, especially when he and kisses were involved.

Kiss was returned graciously, offering small smile in return to that. “Vell, it looks like ze problem remedied itself.”

excommanderchilton:

dystopiandisastercontrol replied to your post “Hey mike, are you a smoker?”

'It is. Don't do it.' says the chain-smoker as she lights another one….

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"Really? You’re going to tell me no, then light one up? Really?"

German looks from his, trailing eyes to the lit clove, then back.

"Hey. Just because I make a mistake doesn’t mean I can’t tell you not to make ze same vone." she scoffs.

I Could Just Eat You Up//@dystopiandisatercontrol

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                                      I will not hope for 
                                                                                 your ᴅᴏᴡɴғᴀʟʟ;
                                                                               
                                                —— I  will  e n s u r e  it.

(Source: queenxcersei)

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dystopiandisastercontrol

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          “Er — uh, sorry about that.”

                Which is to say, sorry bout just clonking you in the back of the head with her boomerang.  Oops.

Android was walking along, behind his big ‘sister’, and carrying some of the heavier components for their latest rendezvous with the Cablers … when something happened. Not having nerve receptors, it was easy for him to pass off anything that could have caused any form of pain. However, the solid CLUNK that resounded at being hit in the back of the head and knocking it forward just a tad. That did catch his attention.

Long stride slowed to a stop, head turning just slightly; if one listened closely enough, you could almost hear the gears and pistons turning and rotating. While his face remained perfectly deadpan, he had learned to us body posturing instead as an emotional indicator, head lowering just a tad as he turned a bit to look at the culprit.

More whirring, the gears and sockets in his eyes moving in and out, the display only he was capable of seeing popping up with various notices about the scan he was performing on the one with the object that had hit him. She looked to be alright, bioscans not showing anything adverse. He could only determine that it was an honest mistake, as humans were wont to make from time to time, that he strove to make on his own if only to be more human, himself.

Deep rumbling tones, just a hint of a metallic undertone, was expelled from him as he answered her. “It is quite alright. Please be careful next time; others are not as hardy as I am.”

I Could Just Eat You Up//@dystopiandisatercontrol

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"Are you sure I'll be a good dad?"

Parenthood Sentences

Death looked up from the minty concoction he was mixing as the Burner asked that question.

War’s pregnancy was coming along quite normally, the German asleep upstairs to nurture both her body and that of the growing child in her. As of late, she had been waking up feeling particularly ill, hence the Haitian was keeping an anti-sickness batch on hand, the aromatic fermenting mush he was currently stirring around. Even when Mike expressed his own concerns about his abilities as a parent and those peridot greens snapped up to look at him, his grinding and mixing hadn’t ceased. Muscle memory.

"If y’be after the true-truth. Y’could prob’ly tone the anarchism ‘n’ blatant recklessness down jus’ a tad. But, I b’t’inkin’ y’already b’knowin’ t’at." he told him. "T’ough af’er watchin’ y’after learnin’ ‘bout your inev’table fat’erhood, I’m sure y’ll be a good papa. I’d b’willin’ to bet Minerva on it."

At the sound of her name, the python [curled around one of the mint plants beneath the heating lamps] stuck her tongue out in the witchman’s direction as though to tell him off. He stuck his tongue back out at the serpent in retaliation before continuing on, scooping the newly-crushed mush into a container with a brownish liquid.

"Pretty sure, if’n she was down ‘ere wit’ us righ’now, she’d t’ink the same t’ing. After all…" Lid to the container was snapped down. "…She wouldn’t b’keepin’ the babe if she t’ought for one second, you were unfit."

Does war bite at times?

War bites.

There is no ‘at times’ involved. War just bites. It’s kind of part of the package.

There are times she doesn’t bite hard, little love-nips, as it were. But her typical bite usually breaks skin, if not indents it for a few moments and causes a sharp stab.

Juno Reactor - Invisible

I tried to get the actual track on here, but it remains too large for Tumblr’s crap audio player.

(Source: tvradio)