Zan was here

Itt volt.

Bármi volt is, már ne bánd. || Whatever it was, I do not regret it.
[Independent original character roleplay. No specific fandom associations. Will roleplay with anyone. Muse and Mun are of age.]




i’m frequently visited by three spirits at night

How I know you [Zan + Warden]


He nods at her question, “Yes, actually. I would know, unless they somehow block out their telepathic frequency, that they are Time Lord; but if I hadn’t met them before, I wouldn’t know who they are. Just what they are.”

He also keeps the small half smile as she gets comfortable and cuddly.

"Oh, not too much. Some of everything, lots of nothing…"

He gives a small squeeze in an almost-half-hug, then seems to think for a moment before asking, “Did I ever tell you I dance at a night club, or ah… Rave, as my more… Steady job?”

There’s a hint of a smirk as he watches for her reaction.

Zan raises an eyebrow at him, nonplussed. “You’ve never really told me anything. You show up sometimes, always somehow at opportune moments when I’ve had the shit kicked out of me, and then vanish again.”

She sighs and folds in on herself more. “So no, no you haven’t ever told me you do anything other than hang out in that ship of yours.”

Is that bitter? It sounds bitter after she’s done saying the words. She doesn’t mean to sound cross with him, but doesn’t bother with correcting herself. 

"Wait…" She turns herself again to look straight at him, "what kind of dancing, exactly?” 



People who understand you have a busy life and will patiently wait for replies (◕‿◕✿)

People who understand you’re a lazy ass piece of shit and will patiently wait for replies (◕‿◕✿)

"All the hardest, coldest people you meet,
were once as soft as water.
And that’s the tragedy of living."
- Iain S. Thomas  (via bruisinq)
Random Sentence Starters
"Ouch! That was my foot!"
"Could you get out of my way?"
"Stop it!"
"You look lonely. Want to talk to me?"
"Your nose is red."
"Aw, you're so cute! You know that?"
"Eww, gross!"
"If you touch me again, you're dead."
"Don't eat that!"
"Gosh, you look kinda pale..."
"What is that!?"
"Oh my god, were you shot!?"
"Give me the gun. Now."
"Hello? Anyone in there?"
"Someone said you didn't feel well. You okay?"
"Do you want to cuddle?"
"I demand cuddles."
"You're hair's messed up. Here, let me fix it."
"Ohhh~ Someone's blushing~!"
"I-I-it's so c-cold..."
"It's too hot..."
"I can't...breathe..."
"I'm sorry, did you say something?"
"Augh! It hurts!"
"Feel my hands! They're so cold!"
"Stop! I can't run anymore..."
"Are you alright?"
"You look ready to faint."
"You're not serious."
"You want me to what?"
"Grab my hand!"
"Oh god. Oh god. Stay awake. Please stay awake. Stay with me!"
"Careful! You really don't want to fall here."
"Are you insane?"
"I can't allow this."
"I-I can't feel my arms..."
"Why are you all wet?"
"We need to get you to a hospital."
"I....I've been sh-shot..."
"Oh god, why is there so much blood...?"
"I think I'm gonna be sick..."
"Do you think you could make everything stop spinning?"
"I am NOT blushing!"
"Ugh, could you quiet down? My head hurts too much for this noise..."
"Have you been drinking?"
"Thank you. I really wanted someone to throw up on my shoes."
"I've never seen cuts like this..."
"Have you been to the doctor?"
"I think your leg is broken. I'll have to help you walk."
"Don't move!"
"Ouch! I...I think I heard something snap..."
"Don't touch it!"
"Your forehead feels kinda warm..."
"Careful with that! You wouldn't want to cut yourself, would you?"
"Why do you always do that?"
"How can I trust you?"
"You betrayed me! You betrayed everyone!"
"I told you not to kiss me when I was sick!"
"If I beat you and left you for dead, do you really think someone would come for you? They wouldn't."
"You disgust me to the point where looking at you makes me physically ill."
"Please don't go..."
"I can't live without you!"
"I'm sorry."

I need you
to be patient with me.
Sometimes you will find me
curled up like the cat
and you will have to tell me
you are
you are
you are.

Sometimes you will need to hold my hands
so they do not mindlessly graze
over broken ribs
softly nestled behind flesh.

And sometimes you will have to let me go
so I may be reminded
that I saved myself many a times,
and I can do it again.
I need you
to be patient with me.

- Michelle K., Patient With Me. (via michellekpoems)

i don’t care if we have a thread, i don’t care if we have two, i don’t care if we have three. i will always want more.