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hey guys !!!! i know i’ve been stupid absent here but i lowkey have Reasons ? ok so first of all i work every saturday so i’m just never gonna be around on that day but !!!!! also !!!! i’ve decided to move my blog to a new account ? the tagging system on this account hasn’t been working for weeks and it’s such a pain in the ass to manually add ‘em fancy tags at every post i decided just to…. start fresh. 

because of that, i’ve been collecting my replies to post them all from that account so if you haven’t seen me reply to our threads i’m saving it for the new blog ! today is meme day so i’ll probably be on this blog just for today & then move tomorrow / this evening but UH yeah i just wanted to explain what’s up ? ok idk why this got so long BYE 

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hey guys !!!! i know i’ve been stupid absent here but i lowkey have Reasons ? ok so first of all i work every saturday so i’m just never gonna be around on that day but !!!!! also !!!! i’ve decided to move my blog to a new account ? the tagging system on this account hasn’t been working for weeks and it’s such a pain in the ass to manually add ‘em fancy tags at every post i decided just to.... start fresh. 

because of that, i’ve been collecting my replies to post them all from that account so if you haven’t seen me reply to our threads i’m saving it for the new blog ! today is meme day so i’ll probably be on this blog just for today & then move tomorrow / this evening but UH yeah i just wanted to explain what’s up ? ok idk why this got so long BYE 

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❝ i know i’m usually a ray of fucking sunshine---- ❞ leonardo started once he noticed someone taking a seat next to him with the corner of his eye, his focus completely on the fresh oroboros tattoo on the back of his hand. it was a curse, the violence and the bloodshed and the gangs. a curse the marino family couldn’t escape, and it had finally caught up to him, even if he had done his best to stay away from it. ❝ but i will punch you in the damn face if you annoy me today. ❞

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romeodahl‌:

      calloused digits bring the paper cylinder against slightly chapped lips  ,  butane igniting the ember to life as he lets a cloud of smoke fall past his mouth before he speaks  . “  look  ,  i know i’ve made some bad decisions in the past  …  but this time is different  ,  ” timbre akin to exasperation  ,  steely irises not once dare to glance at the figure beside him but nevertheless lets a smirk plaster across stoic features as he continues on  . “  —  because this time  ,  he definitely deserved it  .  ”

❝ did he, now ? ❞ leonardo has always been against violence. he preached it, he worked to stop it during his term as a mayor, and he always made his choices to avoid conflict. it was never his instinct, however--- oh, no. those marino boys had always been the troubled, violent kind and leonardo was no different. he tried to be, of course, but it had proven time and time again to be ineffective. ❝ if you don’t mind me asking, what in fuck’s sake justifies that ? ❞

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thphilxnthrprst‌:

“i swear, i see you more than anyone else.” brown eyes looked up from the wound he had finished stitching up, which was now wrapped and cleaned up. he removed the slightly bloody gloves, tossing them into a garbage pail beside a desk in the corner of the room. “one of these days it’s gonna be something i can’t fix.” a small chuckle escaped him as he started to take off his apron, showing his normal clothes, which were just as clean and put together as he appeared to be. “you’re lucky i’m not busy today, if i was i wouldn’t know what to tell you…” he paused, a small smile on his lips as he picked up a clip board and scribbled a few things down. “anything else you’d like to mention?”

❝ throwing punches is my job, doc. ❞ roman replied, shrugging. the movement pulls at the stitches on his arm, making his hiss. ❝ some days, i get punches thrown at me. it happens, it just means i have to work out a little more this week ❞ he grinned. ❝ and when you can’t fix me, i’ll go find a better doctor. ❞ the jab falls easily out of his lips, the fighter turning to stare at the work on his shoulder; he’s not even sure how the cut managed to be to deep, but it’s already annoying the fuck out of him. ❝ yeah, actually. do you do vasectomies ? ❞

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sarpelui‌:

❛  SERAH , HI  ❜  she repeats, though once he says anything her tone manages to soften, the anguish in her features displays itself as worry and she crosses to the other side of the hospital bed so that she could look at his fluids, heart rate and the entire monitor at his side.  ❛   i can’t believe that is the first thing you have to say to me jason caito. ❜  her pain over the past several months had turned to anger at one point in time, but now it is displayed as concern, her eyes round as she looks him over, and he looks terrible, but she can’t say anything like that, well – she could.  ❛  you know —  i was there, so was elle when everything hit the fan, jason i was at sharp’s that night too, the goddamn brawl and …  ❜  she paused, she’s tough but the anger in her diminishes more and more while she speaks,  ❛  when someone told me that they found you … in that stupid courtyard,  i thought the worst, okay ? —– so here i am.   ❜  and so she sits, plops herself on the edge of the bed ,arms still folded and she avoids looking at him.  ❛  you and i both know this all could have been prevented , i …. i’m sorry, how are you feeling ? ❜

he can’t help the grimace that takes over his face once she repeats his words to him. he hasn’t seen her in so long, hasn’t explained his own actions, and jace can’t help but feel incredibly awkward in seeing serah for the first time; the fact that he’s a little high strapped to a cot doesn’t help, of course. ❝ i’m sorry, i’m not sure what else i could say. ❞ and he doesn’t. there’s a lot jason wishes he could tell the woman in front of him. there’s so much he has to apologize to the beautiful, caring serah that made him company and warmed his lonely heart. things have changed so much in the past few months, so much more than he would ever think, and there aren’t any words jason can say. 

❝ why were you at sharp’s ? ❞ he asked, a concerned frown on his face. jace pushed himself onto his elbows, sitting onto the bed rather than laying down; it hurts, a little bit, not nearly as much as it did before. he doesn’t let her speak, however, concerned turned into words. ❝ are you alright ? is ellie safe ? ❞ the leader doesn’t think he’s given the right to call her ellie anymore, not after everything he’s done to her mother. ❝ we all thought the worst, but you know me, serah. i’m hard to take down. ❞ he shook his head. she’s sitting so close to him now, it’s disconcerting. jace wants to reach out, give her a reassuring touch, but he doesn’t. instead his hands fall onto the bed, wringing the sheets between his fingers. ❝ i’m fine, they’re pumping so many pain killers into me i can’t stop laughing half of the time. ❞ and because jason can’t stop himself, he simply starts repeating his inquiries. ❝ are you and ellie okay, though ? do you need anything ? ❞

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“ What the FUCK is moral duty? ” Cori gives him a look of utter disgust at the thought — her only duty is to herself and what benefits her most is letting the mayhem continue. She takes her glass and downs what’s left of the amber liquid inside, aching already for a refill but she refrains so as to not miss anything. “ You can’t intervene in people’s lives, you know? Let them fight it out and see if it resolves their issues. ” 

❝ it’s your moral responsibility towards yourself and the others around you. ❞ wes answered, speaking just a little slower, as if he was explaining something to a child. ❝ it’s the moral drive that makes people report a crime that doesn’t affect them or, in this case, to stop a violence outbreak before someone gets injured---- you don’t do it for yourself, but you do it because it is the right thing to do. ❞ he shrugged. ❝ that’s a very self-absorbed way of living. sometimes people just need a kind stranger to stop and help; if we all ignore a stranger in need the world would collapse. ❞

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“ And did you get me something great? Because honestly I was planning on inviting you over so could find me wearing nothing but a bow underneath the Christmas tree but if you prefer another gift I am happy to oblige. ” A light-hearted aura surrounds them and Ana couldn’t ask for more — she could depend on Roman for a lack of complications. “ As a matter of fact, there is something in those bags we could put to good use. Are you interested? ”  

❝ i sure did. ❞ roman lied. he hadn’t started holiday shopping yet, usually leaving it until the absolute last moment, but he was sure he’d buy something shiny and expensive for ana. her lewd words bring a smirk to his lips. ❝ and who says you can’t give me that and a present ? because let’s be real, i get you naked every other time of the year. ❞ rusty joked; it wasn’t a lie, of course, but he’d never meant it. not to her face, at least. he leaned a little closer at her words, curiosity sparkling behind hazel eyes. ❝ oh yes, i am very interested. what is it ? ❞

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his gaze peers over the rail of the bed and much to his own dismay the meatloaf did not bounce like he had told jason it would. what an odd situation for them to be in, to be seated side by side of some sorts, laughing like fucking idiots. whatever drugs they had pumping through them ? he wanted more of it to bring home with him.  ❛  you shouldn’t talk about her that way, i’m sure beneath all the … hospital she’s a very beautiful … appealing woman,   ❜   he paused, looking towards the door before letting out another laugh,  ❛  to someone, maybe she’s even MARRIED ❜

there’s so much morphine being pumped into jason’s veins that the absurdity of their predicament doesn’t even cross his mind. how many times since balthazar’s passing had jace wished he could be alone in a room with nikolas ? how many times had he prayed for an opportunity to take the other man down, to stand over him and watch as life evaded his eyes ? and now there they were, both vulnerable and alone, and all the blond could do was laugh until he was snorting like a pig. ❝ i feel bad for the sorry man that ends up married to that hog of a woman. ❞ he laughed, shaking his head before extending an arm between them. ❝ jello. gimme. ❞ jason ordered. ❝ i’m sure you could get us better pillows if just you embraced her inner bombshell and gave her a pretty smile every once in a while. ❞

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            he narrowed his eyes in disbelief at the man’s words, but the smile never faded off his face. he moved swiftly to the table before taking a seat in front of the older man. there was a tinge of guilt when it came to his father’s side of the family, he had been raised to believe highly in family and now— he felt as if it was not as important as it once was. he nodded his head, “i’m tryin’ to get my fellowship but we will see.” he never knew what was going to happen in valdez, it was a fickle town. his head slowly sunk at the mention of his father, “how do i talk to a man who i haven’t spoken a word to in more than ten years? i’m sure he’ll hear it from someone.” he had to at least try, but he did not know how. his gaze rose up as he went to grab some wine, but his expression had already shifted into one of concern for his father. he never spoke about him, never acknowledged his existence but a part of him did still care. “surgeon if we’re lucky.”

❝ and you’ll get it. you haven’t come this far to not be able to accomplish anything you want. ❞ even though leo had been there every step of the way, it still surprises him the man francesco had become. he fills both of their glasses, knowing they should probably wait for it to breathe but it’s not like leonardo really cares for it. ❝ here, don’t tell your mother about this. ❞ he joked, winking at frankie though the younger man’s next words drag a stern look from him. ❝ he’s still your dad, frankie, and he should hear it from you. i know gio isn’t the easiest man to deal with, but he loves you. i could tell him if you want, but it might hurt him that you weren’t the one to bring it up. ❞ leo took a sip of his glass,  looking away to give frank some space to absorb his words. ❝ no luck involved, you’re great at what you do, you just need the experience or whatever. ❞

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mariana let out a slightly nervous laugh at his observation and she fell to the flats of her feet again, resting a hand on where her stomach was just starting to round out beneath her sweater. “yeah. it’s… it’s definitely something else. i think it will set in for me when i start to feel them moving around. but wait till you hear their heartbeat. it’s the coolest thing.” the smile on rusty’s face made her heart flutter a little bit; she’d intended on him being a one night adventure when she’d first met him. but that smile kept her coming back, that smile had always been present on his face when he was being particularly kind or gentle. the problem was he didn’t wear it often enough. the light that he had in his eyes in that moment was so rarely there. that’s why she’d always left him with a broken heart. she’d spent the last year hoping she could bring out the best in him for good, but instead he’d brought out the worst in her. that’s why she ultimately ended up turning to the side so she wouldn’t have to look at him, trying to find a couple empty seats in the waiting room for after they got checked in.

“me and val painted a mural in my guest bedroom. i’m using that for the nursery. it actually turned out really, really nice. i’ll have to send you pictures when i get home tonight.”

❝ you heard the heartbeat already ? ❞ roman does his best to not sound hurt, but it is still audible on his tone. he promised himself ( and mariana ) that he wouldn’t miss a single thing, and there he was, having already missed something that, in his eyes, seemed like a pretty big deal. it occurs to him then, rusty had no idea how long mariana had waited before telling him their child; he knew she was three months pregnant, but he couldn’t remember if she had told him how long she hid it from him. clearly, it had been long enough for her to hear their child’s heart beat. 

still, the idea of finally hearing his baby’s heart beating, to get confirmation that it was real. that roman rockford was, indeed, a father now was enough to keep his smile on his face, even his palms are back to sweating like crazy. he raised his head, going as far as standing on his tip toes to stare over the line. ❝ do you think if i slip the front desk lady a hundie she’ll push us to the front ? ❞ the man asked, his head turning back to mariana once her words finally dawn on him. ❝ so you decided you’re not moving in with me ? were you planning on telling me that, or would i be the last one to find out like my kid’s heartbeat ? this is not just your kid, mariana. ❞

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medicvm‌:

aries felt guilt was over her at the expression that crossed the males face and the way the he started to slouch. “no, no, tell me. i’m listening this time.” she smiled, tucking her phone away in her pocket. “i promise.” she turned towards the other, her pinky pointed towards him.

❝ i was just talking about a movie i watched last night. it was ... very confusing i still don’t know what the end meant. ❞ wesley shrugged, bringing his coffee to his lips--- if having none of her attention had been disappointing, having all of it was disconcerting. he chuckled at her promise, rolling his eyes as he raised his hand, not locking his pinky with hers but rather wrapping his hand around her fist, pushing it down. ❝ like i said, it wasn’t important. how have you been ? ❞

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hey friends ! my replies are... ridiculously piled up so i’ll try to make a dent in it this afternoon. i don’t have a lot of free time today, though, which means i’ll have to reply to my ims later today. i’m not ignoring anyone, i swear ! i’ll get to them as soon as i can & if we haven’t plotted yet u should totally come hmu !