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ᴀsʜ & ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ [ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴄᴏɴsᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪ

@hale-the-king / hale-the-king.tumblr.com

"Those are the voices of my brothers, darling; I love the company of wolves." this is a semi-selective independent roleplay blog for derek hale of teen wolf. original characters are welcome! mun & muse 21+ nsfw themes may be present.tracking: haletheking
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ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴇᴅ ʙʏ (x)

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He stirs as fingertips rifle through his hair, muttering underhis breath as one eye slowly opens. The other eye soon tofollow as he rolls over to face her.

❝ If I find barrettes in my hair again you’re dead. ❞

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         ❛ the only thing worse than the hair you got goin’ on nancy boy, is the BROODIN’ FOREHEAD. it’s a wonder how anythin’ else gets through your noggin’.

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❝ Hey, hey don’t project your Angel-related problems on me.   besides, my hair is much nicer than his and if you weren’t   a vampire all of yours would be falling out from the bleaching.   What do they like to call you again? Captain Peroxide? Billy Idol   wannabe? And what’s with the leather? We’re not at an S&M expo. ❞

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👉 + Yennefer

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send me ☞ + a character to see how i would portray them.
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She frightens them, her hair black as a raven’s wing,eyes the color of a Skellige sunset right before a storm. They whisper amongst themselves, call her a meddleror a whore, but never dare to say it to her face.

Some of them remember.

Remember the storms called down from the sky and thelightning that danced from her eyes to her fingertips.

Yennefer of Vengerberg was more than a woman,a sorceress, a simpering courtesan. She was a storm,and there were not many that could withstand her oncethe gale winds began to blow.

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