I'll hold tight I'll remember to smileThought it has been a whileAnd without you does it matter ?There's no room, no place to start when our souls are apartI wanna travel throught time, see your surprise, hold you so tightI'm counting down the days, tonight . . .
I'll hold tight 
I'll remember to smile
Thought it has been a while
And without you does it matter ?
There's no room, no place to start when our souls are apart
I wanna travel throught time, see your surprise, hold you so tight
I'm counting down the days, tonight . . .
mira-mirabiliaimages:

"Feel again" Series (2,3)

mira-mirabiliaimages:

"Feel again" Series (2,3)

yume-ship:

 If my only option I had is to lose you then I would prefer death instead.  Be it yours,by my hand,or could you please kill me then...Yuuki.

yume-ship:

 If my only option I had is to lose you then I would prefer death instead.  Be it yours,by my hand,or could you please kill me then...Yuuki.

posted on 13.09.2014 at 11:44 via yume-ship + 61 notes + reblog
yume-ship:

The pureblood king's manicure skills

yume-ship:

The pureblood king's manicure skills

yume-ship:

Chibi YuMe
"Call me a demon…Call me an angel, but you will never guess my true color.

      — Johnny Horror (via johnny-horror)


bloodsunset whispered:

"(¬‿¬) *stares in anticipation*"

For every (¬‿¬) I get my muse will remove a piece of clothing.

[♔] — "Good grief." Well, well. The king is losing control. He will back off from this any second now. One last piece, he is now thinking as he, without losing time, proceeds to unbutton the white shirt this time. And in seconds, it indeed is halfway open. The pale, flawless skin of his chest is revealed, the light lines of muscles can be seen but not too much— Goosebumps follow the slender neck line as chilling air meets the warm skin, but of course—- Not after a second, the vampire is putting his clothes back on. So quickly that it takes less than a mere moment. And he basically storms out of this disgrace he has been made to go through. He simply is refusing all of this. He is a king, not a toy. And an annoyed one at that. He is also married and very much in love with his wife. This ends now and everyone pretends it never even happened in the first place. 


posted on 10.09.2014 at 11:48 + 3 notes + reblog


Anonymous whispered:

"(¬‿¬)"

For every (¬‿¬) I get my muse will remove a piece of clothing.

[♔] — No— No no. That should have been the last one. Maroon eyes beam bright with irritation now— But of course, giving it a second thought, he’ll comply. Once more. Just to avoid the nagging he know he will have to listen. The waistcoat is good to go, the brilliant mind muses and the decision is made. And so, the same fingers, now completely showing the grace of his pale skin and slim lines without the gloves, haltingly unbutton the waistcoat and pull it backwards in order to remove it. And of course, quickly the silk slides off of the pureblood’s shoulders, just to join the pieces of his clothing building up on the desk. He hates all of this with every single cell of his being. 


posted on 10.09.2014 at 11:29 + 0 notes + reblog
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