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[thecreaturesofglen]

@warrioroflondonbelow​ | From HERE

Alice was BORED, wandering the hotel as she watched the other patrons get ready in the early hours of the morning. There was usually something fun about walking through the crowds, leaving cold chills in drunk men and moving through walls, but today the foyer seemed DEAD.

Eventually she found herself wandering through the hotel rooms, desperate to find anyone awake to watch. It was there she stumbled across a man coming out of the shower, and settled by the door, leaning against the wood and watching him - oblivious to the mirror until he wiped through the fog to reveal her watching from the side lines.

#Warrioroflondonbelow #// You said send her over so here she is! // #// Alice is a quirky ww2 ghost who mostly manifests in reflections // #// and apparently has a habit of watching people shower rip // #Queue #Muse | Alice

[ericbrandonrp]

By Eric's door was a red, generic looking, Valentines Day card. The inside, however, was far from generic.-- Inside the words 'I can't wait to take you out for Valentines Day' was printed on, except, the final words (for Valentines Day) were scribbled out and instead replaced with the crudely written message from a certain Scottish hitman:

'....with my sniper rifle. I can't wait to take you out with my sniper rifle. Not on Valentines Day specifically, per se, but in general. Just thought I'd let you know.'

(I am really so sorry about him 😔)

@richardxoliverxmayhew

#warrioroflondonbelow #richardxoliverxmayhew

[sincerexsiren]

@warrioroflondonbelow​ wants an angel witch!

Light footsteps hit the polished floor boards of the house as Trinity walked around, turning all of the lights off in the big farm house that she had lived in for the past 150 years; since she was born actually.  Now it was just her- obviously.  But she knew it wouldn’t be for long.  Grace House was a sanctuary, people came when they needed it- a witches form of church. Really anything with any sort of abilities church.  Though sometimes it felt more like a candle flame, drawing them here along with the rare human.  Not her though.  She had been here since the day she was born and would live until she completed the transition from a maiden to a crone and then back to dirt again.  

Right now though she was still a maiden and this was still her church to watch over.  Opening the door she picked up a book and moved out the front door onto the large wrap around porch. Sitting in the porch swing as she looked out at the tree lined street that ran 3 miles before it came to the dirt road that would not connect to the county.  Way back when they had settled here it had been nothing but swamp land, now she could see lights coming down the dirt road, peeking through the cypress.  A little smile touched her lips.  She opened her book as she waited, reading a page as they got closer and closer.  

“I was expecting you sooner,”  She admitted.

#hope this works! #let me know if something needs to be changed #<3 #c; richard #warrioroflondonbelow

[dontcxckitup]

closed “starter” (lmao) for @richardxoliverxmayhew​

   “Bond. James Bond.”

#;v:007 #richardxoliverxmayhew

[unhxngxd]

@warrioroflondonbelow | From HERE

"Fuck!" Mary's heels twisted as she stumbled back against the cobblestones, one hand grabbing the wall beside her for balance as she looked at the man bleeding out in front of her. Thoughts swirled through her head, three plans of action forming before she even moved.

She could call the police. But then she would have to explain what SHE was doing, out alone at night with a few thousand dollars and several knives in her purse, wandering away from a shady club. No, she that wouldn't do. She couldn't risk it.

She could leave him for dead. A tempting thought, and one she lent towards for a moment - but then the small amount of GOOD in her won out, a rare moment of humanity cracking through.

And so that left the third option.

Two hours later and Richard was laying across a booth in the empty strip club, Mary sat opposite in her fur coat and sipping on her milkshake, a medical textbook open and a spiralling scrawl of notes coming from her sleek black pen.

As he stirred she looked up from her work.

"If you're going to sit up do it carefully, or you'll pull your stitches." A page was flicked in the book casually. "And I didn't waste my time doing them for you to rip them out."

#Warrioroflondonbelow #Mary Mason | I'm Changing Specialities #Queue | Hell Is Empty And All The Devils Are Here #// I hope this is okay! I picked Mary but if you wanted anyone else I can make a new one! //

[bondsgotnothingonme]

@warrioroflondonbelow​ | From HERE

James’ hand remained on the door as he moved, pressing his back to worn wood to block Richard’s exit.

“Now, darling - I don’t relish in this at all. Scaring people is far from my favourite thing to do.” And despite the defensive stance, the way he was stopping Richard form just walking away, there was clear truth in it. He didn’t WANT to scare anyone, let alone Richard.  The poor man had had enough trauma for one day. 

“But you also know a lot of things you shouldn’t, so I need to know you won’t tell a soul.” And he might not have cared as much if his partner’s identity wasn’t at risk too, but it was, so James was taking NO risks.

#warrioroflondonbelow #Queue . A Sleeper In Their Easier Hours #//Honestly me either // #// I just love Richard he's so fun!! //

[pupil-of-law]

(x) @warrioroflondonbelow

Glad that Richard was onboard with Sebastian’s effort to deliver him from his peril, he gestured for his guest to go first up the rickety staircase. ‘Towards the light,’ he put in about half way up, noting the irony only a second afterwards as he threw on an old overcoat he’d found in the rubble at the bottom to cover his wings from Richard’s constantly very worried-looking eyes. He’d prefer to keep his identity to himself until Richard was in a more settled state of mind. Soon enough the light from the cracks in the trapdoor above illuminated them both like ragged sailors beneath the hatch of a ship, and a small thrill at the feel of daylight - or in this case moonlight - went through Sebastian. He had not seen the sky in months. Hadn’t flown anywhere in hundreds of years…

They came out in a huge, high-ceilinged archive filled with shrouded paintings, doors and statues under dust covers, with a large stained glass window at one end. The half uncovered eye of a sphinx stared down at them from across the room. Sebastian turned to dust down Richard’s shoulders with a bittersweet smile. ‘Too long,’ he answered Richard’s question. But if Richard was who the whole of London Below thought he was, then that would soon change… no matter whether Richard won or lost against the Angel Islington, Sebastian would soon be free. Looking into Richard’s face now, the latter did seem more likely. But time is an unpredictable opponent. Sebastian had every faith that the Richard Mayhew of today would not be the Richard Mayhew that fought the Angel when they arrived at the bower which he was one of many cherubim left to guard. The way Richard’s eyes glittered was so human. Sebastian observed him quietly for a long moment, only coming back to himself when a patter of footsteps echoed from behind a door. ‘Don’t worry. They can’t see us,’ he told Richard. ‘Now help me find the boxes of First Century Roman weaponry. There’s a sword someone told me to give you. It belonged to one of the greatest enemies of Christianity in history, a Centurion whose name I forget. Now it’s yours.’

#warrioroflondonbelow

[kit-just-kit]

 ‘ NOTE ‘ - warrioroflondonbelow

NOTE meme

@warrioroflondonbelow

#warrioroflondonbelow #kit+richard #clearly this is Richards life now - constantly fulfilling preggy cravings! LMAO

[laviexenrose-a]

@warrioroflondonbelow // send me a [X] to see my muses favorite picture of your muse

#» isabelle x richard #// she has too many favorites but this is the fave of the faves <3 #warrioroflondonbelow #v: main

[voxvulgi]

"Hailey. My darlin'. Have I ever mentioned tha' yer' one in a million? The HAILEY-GRAIL, if I may be so bold," smirked Richard, before throwing the other the dorkiest set of finger guns. (I'm so sorry Richard just wanted to say this so badly for some reason I cant hgjkdhkjg)

@richardxoliverxmayhew

Hailey's knee-jerk response at hearing Richard's voice was a big smile and a twirl as she turned her back on the cookie dough to face him. That smile, however, was short-lived, disappearing at HAILEY-GRAIL. Not because it was a bad pun, no. Just because the mini-Haileys in her big Hailey brain needed a few seconds to get the joke.

Then, her face cracked again, and she was laughing.

"I see what you did there! RICH-ARD. RICH--...uhm, oh, no. I need my own pun now!

And she was going to think of one. She was going to think of one even if it's the last thing she ever does!

"Oh--! Your compliment was really nice. Thank you! It really...RICHAR-GE-D my positivity!" And with that, she made some finger guns right back at him.

#// tHEY'RE DORKS OMG #// I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!! THEY GIVE ME LIFE #// please hailey and richard NEVER CHANGE #;; received envelopes [ANSWERS] #muse mail. hailey #warrioroflondonbelow #richardxoliverxmayhew

[ofmythsandfables-a]

@warrioroflondonbelow asked: ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️- (from Richard to Merida <3)

— The smooches bestowed upon the redhead made her giggle uncontrollably. His stubble tickled her skin as his arms held her in place, and though she squirmed and wriggled about, Merida had no intentions of leaving his embrace. Especially once his lips found hers and gave her a breathless kiss. Her arms encircled his neck, bringing him impossibly closer as she meshed her lips with his and hummed happily into them. As they parted, Merida felt her cheeks grow rosy as she stared back into ocean blues. “I love ye, ye wee devil.”

#::mobile reply:: #warrioroflondonbelow #v:not just a bonnie lass #// I SCREAMED OKAY???? I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

[thecreaturesofglen]

@warrioroflondonbelow​ | From HERE

“It’s an old lullaby from my...Where I’m from.” Where, When - and more importantly, the magic folks she called family. Sitting under a tree in the park as the darkness slowly rolled in, she felt safe enough to let Richard see a glimpse of her culture. Lilith’s fingers continued to stroke through his hair, the soft Welsh lilt coming in thick as she continued her song. 

“Weep, oh gentle child, Through valleys and the sand Across streams and their rivers Cry for your lost land.

Weep child for protection,  from the wind and the rain For once you travel further You will find your home again.”

#Warrioroflondonbelow #Replies #Muse | Lilith #Queue

[londonsxbitch]

@warrioroflondonbelow​ | From HERE

“...Because I’m married?” Her answer came instantly, a questioning tone lacing her voice. “I mean like, you know, that’s sort of a thing. Like, a BIG thing.” 

Her hands moved to motion as she spoke, wildly gesturing to show just how big she meant. “I mean, I know - I know, he’s DEAD, but I’m totally still married. I’ve even got the ring!” Her hand thrust toward Richard for a moment, before she brought it back to her chest with a frown, realising he couldn’t see it under the gloves. 

“I want more wine. Do you want more wine?” 

#warrioroflondonbelow #Replies | Our Word Is God #// Here we go indeed. She's going to give him so much booze // #Queue | Time Is Of The Essence

[nanlanmoarchived]

@warrioroflondonbelow​ said :  📸

#v; small town girl #warrioroflondonbelow #otp; i've got this friend { richard }

[dontcxckitup]

The card had no name on it. In fact it almost looked like a blank piece of paper… That is until one were to open it and a burst of confetti catapults right at the receivers face, before the rather bland phrase, “it is your birthday” is seen printed on the inside.

@richardxoliverxmayhew

   His expression is blank as he stares at the card still in his hands, and the confetti so colourful it burns into his eyes. Really, he doesn’t know what he expected. Well. Still better than the nightmare of a singing card he got last year, though…

#;;answered #//I can't 😂 #richardxoliverxmayhew

[corxunum]

★彡- warrioroflondonbelow (for Richard and Nika pls hehe 💕)

@warrioroflondonbelow || Playlist meme [ accepting ]

Paul McCartney - Maybe I´m amazed 

Duffy - Mercy

I want to hold your hand - TV Carpio

Etta James - At last

Kate Nash - Pumpkin soup

#SHIPS [ Richard x Nika ] #warrioroflondonbelow #[ thank you SM! ] #[ I´m actually CHOKING how loved up this one turned out!!! ] #[ totally fitting!!! ] #[ also the overall groove - I LOVE IT! ]