i'm such a mood killer

Dear pretty little playboy…
Well, well, you played it coy.
I almost complied when you told me to enjoy.
Did you know that lies destroy?
All your words that brought me joy, last night,
were replaying like cloying lies tonight.
You’ve left me feeling like a toy, boy.


anonymous asked:

Hey Sin !! I hope that you're okay😊 I wanna know, what the Daddys would Say to the reader if they are about to die, like, it's their last moment with her and then they die 😅 As you see I'm a positif person 😂😘

Geez….mood killer, much? Lol Wreck my already tortured heart, anon. Also, to me it really depends on the circumstances of their death. Are they ill? Injured? Did they save reader???? Was Balem assassinated this time? I have many questions….so I will give my answers, but only I will know the circumstances of them. I like secrets.

Newt-“Don’t cry…” *between pained breaths* “My darling, do not cry, please-I love you…” *whispers* “I love you…”

Stephen-“You were my entire life, and no matter where I go, I will always love you.”

Marius-“Do not fret, my dearest. I promise…” *cups cheek* “I will always be by your side, watching over you.”

Jack-“I love you.” *last kiss* Jack keeps this shit simple. He ain’t got a lot of time, gotta let her know in the simplest way.

Eddie-“Come on, darlin’…enough with the water works.” *holds her hand* “We had a good life, didn’t we?” *smiles*

Balem-“All these years, centuries…it was long overdue.” *pulls her down and kisses forehead* “You were the only thing I truly cherished.”

Anddddd death. That’s a wrap.

  • *in their hotel room*
  • Molly: *giggling* I had a lovely day. They really thought we were married.
  • Sherlock: *pouring drinks; smiles* We didn't give them any reason to doubt us.
  • Molly: *giggling* When they asked how long we'd been married and we both said nine years. How did you think of that?
  • Sherlock: *offering her drink; shrugs* First number that came to me.
  • Molly: *takes the drink* Haven't we known each other for nine years? *sips her drink*
  • Sherlock: *rolls his eyes; scoffs* Now, Molly, that would be quite sentimental of me *downs his drink*
  • Molly: *shaking her head* I suppose so *pauses* So what's the plan for tomorrow?
  • Sherlock: *replaces his glass; steps closer* A breakfast meeting with the suspect, a stroll on the beach, shopping - I told him you needed new jewellery - then, a meal followed by dancing in the evening *smirks* Sound good?
  • Molly: *smiles* Lovely.
  • Sherlock: *gently brushes her hair out of the way* There is something else that just cannot wait until tomorrow *kisses her* Thank you for agreeing to be my wife, Molly.
  • Molly: *biting back her smile* Now, Sherlock, that's quite sentimental of you.
  • Sherlock: *shrugs* Yes. The thing is, I don't care *kisses her again*
  • ISTP: What even is jury duty, anyway?
  • INTP: It's a civil responsibility, you have to serve on a jury.
  • ISTP: What happens if you don't do it?
  • INTP: You can get fined, or maybe arrested.
  • ISTP: Is it in the constitution? If it's not in the constitution, I don't have to follow it.
  • INTP: I don't think "Murdering people is illegal" is in the constitution, does that mean you'll become a serial killer?
  • ISTP: Eh, if I'm in the mood. I mean, some days you get bored, ya know? And other days you get hungry, and you remember that cannibalism is a thing.