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killreagan‌

      sᴄᴀʀʀᴇᴅ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀʀɪᴀ’s sʟᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ᴡᴀɪsᴛ . Forehead pressed against her , as he pulled her closer . “ You looked really hot , beating the shit out of that goblin . ” Cigarette flavors lips pressed against hers through a smile .

@abanicosmortales 💙’d for a starter

      HAND REACHED HIS CHEEK, thumb gently moving across one of the tiny scars he’d acquired over time. Lips pressed against his own, returning the brief yet extremely welcome kiss, edges pulling into a smile which matched the one being given to her now.  “She deserved it. Bringing up the past like it’s enough to drive some wedge between us. She’s lucky I didn’t do worse.”

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                                    sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ​                                         indie maria salazar. written by tinks.                                         sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ

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     REVAMPING UNDERWAY.

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                                           * PRAISE SATAN !

                                                         ind. pri. sabrina spellman.

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María Gabriela de Faría as María Salazar | Deadly Class 1.07

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❛ you are pretty good with that bow and arrow. ❜

    SOME MEME I CAN’T FIND. 

         SHE GLARES BACK, obviously unimpressed with his reminder of that night. That stupid night with stupid Saya. One she wished she could just forget, maybe drink to forget. But with Marcus making comments, her first instinct was to snap back, to comment that it had been his fault, Saya’s fault and that she was hurting, more than hurting. Yet she took a breath and calmed her emotions, her heart beat calming down just a little as she took a step toward him.  “You have no idea. I could teach you... wouldn’t take too much to get that aim of yours on point, Argeullo.”

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María Gabriela de Faría as María Salazar | Deadly Class 1.08

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“Sorry–are you okay?”

    SOME MEME I CAN’T REMEMBER. 

          SHE WAS BREAKING, her heart was dying, life falling away, shattering like some broken glass, a million pieces unable to be put back together again. Head was fuzzy, the alcohol had helped with the guilt, with the pain she’d been feeling since that night in Las Vegas. with the fear of what was still to come. Guilt and fear. They seemed to come in waves, especially in those moments when she was alone, when day slipped away and the darkness set in. The tears flowed freely, chest heaving with each silent sob that wracked through her tiny frame. Bringing the bottle to her lips, she took another swig of the tequila before jumping at the sound of the other person’s voice. Turning her head, she quickly wiped away at the tears of her cheeks and frowned.  “What the fuck do you think you’re doing sneaking up on people? You know Master Lin will have your head if he finds you out.”

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María Salazar and Billy Bennett | Deadly Class 1.09

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“…Do we always end up on top of each other?”

              MEME I CAN’T FIND. 

          SHE GRINS DOWN AT HIM, hands on either side of his head, hair tumbling over one shoulder. It was true, they seemed to find themselves in this precarious situation more than once, yet it wasn’t something the girl was complaining about. Why would she? He was more than everything she’d ever wanted. He was her world, her life, her everything now. After everything they’d been through, after everything he’d done for her... and for the things that were still to come...  “Are you complaining, Arguello?”  She leaned down, her nose gently brushing against his, lips hovering over his own.  “Because I can get off if you want...” 

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Send ‘Kiss’ + a number to kiss my muse...

…in the rain.

…in the house they just bought.

…on the nose.

…against a wall.

…before going to sleep.

…to wake them up.

…french.

…in their neck.

…on their forehead.

…on the cheek.

…out of happiness.

…to thank them.

…drunk.

…to suprise/confuse them.

…because you missed them.

…to comfort them.

…to stop them from rambling.

…angry.

…crying.

…as a dare.

…for the first time.

…to tell them you like them.

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texting starters send a symbol for…

🌻 a worried text.

🐰 a goofy text.

🦋 a loving text.  

🧦 a half-asleep text.

🌳 a happy text.

🍎 an apologetic text.

⚠️ a text meant for someone else.

🕰️ an early morning text.

💫 a late night text.

🗑️ a text that wasn’t sent.

💡 a scared text.

💀 an urgent text.

🥇 a supportive text.

🔪 a hateful text. 

🌊 a sad text.

⚡ an angry text. 

🚀 a goodbye text.

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✨💛 This is the Amazing Person Award! Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're amazing inside and outside 💛✨

      YOU. are amazing. thank you soooo much!!!

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🐷🐷🐷 We ALL know what Chico did to you... someone looks guilty, don't they? (gv: murder university!)

    ❮ ᴛᴇxᴛ. ❯  ⁞⁞  i’m getting this number blocked.     ❮ ᴛᴇxᴛ. ❯  ⁞⁞  you know nothing about chico. or me.

   @piggyfaced

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killreagan‌

     ᴍᴀʀɪᴀ ᴡᴀs ʜɪs ғᴏɪʟ ; ʜᴏᴡ ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ғᴀʟʟ ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴄʜᴇsᴛɴᴜᴛ ʜᴜᴇs . The moment he stepped into that bathroom with her , there was bound to be trouble . A girl like that , a guy like him . Even with all the shit going on around them , he couldn’t stay away . Hidden away in her dorm room ; limbs tangled up in one another . Terrible B movie played on the background , long forgotten . He was more concentrated on the beat of her heart .

      Finally Marcus speaks , eyes averted slightly embarrassed . “ I almost feel like Toni and you are babysitting me . ” Lips brush against hers . They have reached an odd symbiosis , the three of them . Marcus wasn’t going to be complain . Who wouldn’t want two beautiful woman doting on them ? “ I’m scared it is gonna happen again Maria … I don’t want to go back to jail .”

@abanicosmortales  ( ᴘᴏsᴛ ᴊᴀɪʟ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ )

         IT WAS A RELIEF TO HAVE HIM THERE, like a safety net if she started to fall apart again. Hearing about Chico, knowing he was gone. It had been enough to send the girl reeling, and then to hear about Marcus, to think he was going to get the blame, be a scapegoat... it was more than she could bear. But now? God, tangled up with him, distracted by him, laying in his arms... it was more than perfect. Enough to make her forget what was going on beyond the walls of her dorm room. Her nose bumped against his gently, one hand running back through dark curls as her forehead pressed against his.  “It’s not babysitting, Arguello. It’s caring, it’s worrying about you, it’s emotions and a connection...” 

             Lips brushed against his in response, her hand coming to rest against his cheek, thumb stroking back and forth gently. She knew Toni would say the same, as though she were speaking for all three of them. That night together had been the start of something, and it was nice feeling that way. “They’ll have to drag you away from us. We won’t let it happen, Marcus, I promise.”  Lips pressed against his in a soft kiss before she pulled back again, nose against his.  “You’re innocent, we all know you are. I’ll make sure they know. I’m not letting them take you away. From me, or from Toni.”