Myself | Arsenic | Incomplete

fracturedxinnocence:

owenalexander:

"Well, maybe a spicy angel. I don’t do saints."

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"Doubtful. I was an asshole when we met. You brought me out of." He mocked a gasp. "It was your demon magic all along."

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She sighed, lips quirking into a crooked smile
then allowed a laugh to part from them. He still
wasn’t quite grasping that she was being literal,
that technically she was the polar opposite of
an angel by her very nature. She wasn’t being
metaphorical but the mood lightened.

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❝ I’ve spent the last few centuries surrounded by assholes,
   you’ve never acted like one. My ‘demon magic’ as you phrase
   it can influence a lot of things but not someone’s personality. ❞

A crooked smile bowed his hair. He could argue; he was an asshole. It must have been the heightened heat he felt that forbade him. Do, do, do. Owen lifted his pale, left hand in examination. One, two, three… he counted the lines. Demon, angel, vampire, human—what did he care? They met only four months ago, and, somehow, this poisonous woman made him happy in two of the shittiest times in his life. Storm clouds clear when sunshine is near. “You know—I do not like myself right now. But I really like you.”

"And I don’t even know your name."

August 19 2014, 07:51 PM   •   28 notes   •   Via   •   Source

Crossroads | Garrett | Incomplete

thecursedmoon:

owenalexander:

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"You are going to make a fantastic burger brother. We have to go bowling sometime.”

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   Garrett hadn’t hit it off with another male in what felt like years, so one could understand the strange hesitancy in his laugh, but Garrett was genuinely happy in a rather surprising way. “Yeah, man, that’d be pretty nice.” As they walked, Garrett realized how close they were getting to his cabin. It made him somewhat nervous, since the reason for living out in the woods was for the isolation and privacy, but as long as Owen was trustworthy, Garrett wouldn’t mind if the guy followed him.

"…I hear there’s a good bowling alley that serves big juicy burgers." He thought for a moment. "…but I think it closed down, I’m not sure." He scratched the back of his neck anxiously, unsure if he was giving away his age or not. 

The pause between them struck Owen uncomfortable—perhaps this man was a lone wolf. But Garrett laughed and eased, and when a location was suggested, blue eyes sparked. “It sounds like an adventure. It will be great.”

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A few more feet, and angled wood caught blue eyes. “Hey, what’s that?”

August 19 2014, 06:11 PM   •   21 notes   •   Via   •   Source

Thanks @kevinzegers1984! I accept your ALS challenge. I nominate Nat Wolff, @sukiwaterhouse and @lianaweston for the #IceBucketChallenge. Good luck guys!…

August 19 2014, 12:00 PM   •   2,143 notes   •   Via   •   Source

Tagged By: thecursedmoon

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1. What’s your name?

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2. When is your birthday?

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3. Where are you from?

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4. Have a crush?

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5. What’s your favorite color?

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6. Write something in caps?

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7. Got a favorite band/artist?

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8. Favorite number?

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9. Favorite drink?

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August 18 2014, 06:12 PM   •   2 notes

Aristotle | Jess | Incomplete

hellocurlysmiles:

owenalexander:

hellocurlysmiles:

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"See now I take it back, you’re just a straight up boob and I deserve everything"

"Oh, is that so?"

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Commencing poke war in three…two…one…

"Yes that is so you dork!" She said with a laugh shaking her head. 

VIGOROUS POKING. “You want to take that back?” A few pokes in the stomach. “Huh?” Pokes in her side. “You want to take that back?” He poked her arms, stomach, side, grinning all the while.

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Hiker Guy | Selena | Incomplete

aneternalamateur:

owenalexander:

"Thank you." One nod a mid-turn later, the silhouette rang the reminder bell. He faced the shadow once again, half-embarrassed. "Owen. The Hiker Guy."

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She could see his grin even in the dark and returned it. “Okay, Hiker Guy. I’m Selena. The…Non-Threatening Girl.” She shrugged and laughed a little. Well, at least he wasn’t a murderer. That wouldn’t have been good news for Nick.

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Chuckling, he assured, “I am sure you are terrifying when need be.” 

August 16 2014, 11:52 PM   •   8 notes   •   Via   •   Source

Aristotle | Jess | Incomplete

hellocurlysmiles:

owenalexander:

hellocurlysmiles:

"You’re a boob for that, so mean. Though I guess I deserved it."

"I agree with the latter statement."

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"See now I take it back, you’re just a straight up boob and I deserve everything"

"Oh, is that so?"

Commencing poke war in three…two…one…

August 16 2014, 11:02 PM   •   13 notes   •   Via   •   Source

notquitepsychotic:

owenalexander liked your photo

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"I was kinda worried my skirt was too short," she mumbled.

"Is that supposed to be a problem?"

August 16 2014, 11:00 PM   •   2 notes   •   Via   •   Source

Hiker Guy | Selena | Incomplete

aneternalamateur:

owenalexander:

Oh. A couple of dumb blinks later, Owen gathered his words. “I will be on my way, then. Would you mind telling him I stopped by?”

     ”Of course,” she nodded obediently. After a few moments she remembered something that would probably be pretty important. “Oh, wait! What’s your name?” If she told Garrett that some random guy stopped by looking for him, the werewolf would flip.

"Thank you." One nod a mid-turn later, the silhouette rang the reminder bell. He faced the shadow once again, half-embarrassed. "Owen. The Hiker Guy."

August 16 2014, 10:16 PM   •   8 notes   •   Via   •   Source