Recent content by wild-cryptid

He knew the wild look in her eyes, the desperate need, the savage protectiveness. The stubborn need to hold on. He supposed he had looked that way so many years ago, cradling Grace's cooling body. He found himself shocked still for a moment, pain flooding his veins as his mind's eye flashed back...

i promise I will respond to everyone with in the week

(2/2) ive also been moving. on top of that, two heroes of mine died just recently, one of them yesterday and I'm absolutely devastated.

to everyone im rping w: im very sorry i havent responded. finals are next week and ive done nothing but school and work lately (1/2)

tfw u had a bunch of stuff written abt some of ur characters and u cant find any of it :/

"Okay, okay, shhh." At least she wasn't hurt, that his main concern. There was no possibility Esther's parents were still alive, Jim had just seen Mrs. Margaret get shot, he had a feeling the same had happened to Mr. Smith. He pulled Esther in for a quick hug, thinking. The man- the one dead at...

demon 1 (main): Erin "Embargo" Jackson age: 204 species: fire demon occupation: investigator for Red Crew personality: Embargo is snarky and crude, and has no problem telling you her mind. she's wily and quick witted, and had no problem playing a crowd. As the second in command of the Red...

Just spent a 2 & a half hour drive knitting and I'm halfway done w my sister's scarf

The gun shot woke James, startling him from a dreamless- very peaceful sleep. He was immediately annoyed, wondering what dumb, gun slingin' idiot had come into the middle of the desert to fight indians. Then he remembered, remembered the bar, the house, Mrs. Margaret and Esther, and the bounty...

back at it again with the breaking of the code lol, time to take a break and write a little

"But... maybe you could help Jack with the cattle in the morning? Sometimes his hands get awful full with it, and Papa just bought some more stock the other day. Or something." Esther replied, still not looking at the other. Jim noticed her blushing and avoiding eye contact, but couldn't figure...

Jim knew, from the look on Mr. Smith's face that he didn't like Jim's answer about religion, and the bounty hunter was worried that he was about to get a stern talking to, but Esther cut in, saying something about Jim being tired, and the man had never been more thankful. Jim finished his meal...

Jim frowned at her response. It was a shame, having to dig up roots because you no longer felt safe; that was a feeling he understood perfectly well. That being said, he had had far less trouble with Indians on his travels than theses towns had, but it was still a shame. Esther's elbows landed...

Mary's entrance was grand, as demon's as powerful as herself always was. Chester's ears popping was the first sign of her arrival. The pressure of the air increased, like going from on top of a mountain to sea level suddenly. It hurt the first time, his ears popping harshly, leaving him...

I feel like when you can't interact with an object bc its not labeled object is like a metaphor for life