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im thinking i might go on an inbox spree tonight? feel free to like this post if u would like smth sent ur way :-) if there's no preference for who u want i'll just go buck wild

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Bones and All (2022) - Dir. Luca Guadagnino

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                                 it's the answer she'd expected, and it's probably for the better. she wasn't a rambler in any other context, for a platitude of reasons. too self - conscious, too aware of how her mouth shaped words weird, awkward. more than that, she lacked the interest required to say more than a couple sentences at once. none of those things applied when it came to books, least of all her favorites. she would've talked about narnia for hours, maybe for days, if @leaten had said yes. but he hadn't. " okay, " she replies, ignoring the pang of disappointment. he had said ' unless you want to ', but there was a no before it, so it didn't count. the weight of his head makes hers turn. she leans in and presses her nose into his hair. breathes in. lee smells like hunger. like musk and ambergris, like wet metal, smoke, eucalyptus. when she exhales, mouth open, his pink curls susurrate like grass in the wind. maren tempts herself with the taste of him against the tip of her tongue before she leans back. her chest heaves. " once there were four children whose names were peter, susan, edmund, and lucy... "

the more maren talks, the easier it is for the bad dream to fade away. pushed to the back of his mind by her words — how she says them; like switching to a radio station that's playing a song he likes. so it's funny she says that. listening to his favorite song over and over. he's kind of doing that right now. except the words do change, and sometimes he doesn't understand them all the way. but that's alright.

" — nah, " addresses her question but brushes past the rest. how he's studying her attests his attention, though. she's got him hooked on everything being said. eyes stuck on hers, even after she stopped looking at him. " unless y'want to. either way, i'll stop you if i get confused. " now his head settles onto her shoulder. so he can watch the pages get turned instead. his fingers haven't left her wrist yet.

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TOPRAY ... AN INDEPENDENT WRITING BLOG FOR AN ORIGINAL CHARACTER, MARISSA 'MARI' DAI. [AS WRITTEN BY KOI, 25, HE/HIM.] CRIME BASED, PSYCHOANALYSIS HEAVY. A STUDY IN: CYCLICAL INJUSTICES, THE QUESTION OF IRREDEEMABILITY, AND THE DICHOTOMY OF ALL HEART VS NO HEART.

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LAYLA KEATING All American | 3x03

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" helps you sleep? " she's tickled pink with amusement the second he opens his mouth, forced to bite her lip so not to immediately burst out laughing. there were enough french speaking folk in bon temps for sookie to have picked up on a couple words here and there, but she'd never met anybody so distinctly [ ... ] parisian before.

                        never anybody so distinctly non - human, either. his mind's dead quiet, stirring her curiosity, making her mind spin with an untempered whirlwind of questions. it's only his seeming desire to hide what he is that holds her back. " no — i mean — yes. y'know —- and i probably ain't supposed to be tellin' you this — but most people don't come to merlotte's for the coffee, even durin' daytime. the coffee machine is like, a thousand years old. "

she pauses, laughs, then smiles at him sheepishly, holding the service tray close to her chest. " sorry, darlin'. i don't mind gettin' ya somethin' else ( on the house ) if it tastes awful. "

❛ what can i say ? 𝖎 𝖊𝖓𝖏𝖔𝖞 𝖈𝖔𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖊 𝖆𝖙 𝖒𝖎𝖉𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙. it helps me sleep.  ❜ a wry grin curves farther up on one side as lestat leans back in the booth , hands cradling the mug of coffee @ategods has provided to him. 𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐃 -- then again , he hadn't enjoyed it as a human either. but it is better than the food served here. 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓁𝓀 ; paste --------- nothing worth the facade of being human. he is not here for human's delicacy. he is here because of her --------- sookie , if her name tag is to be believed. 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ��𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐌. her blood . . . well , when it hit the wind , he couldn't keep away. away from new orleans , here to this rural town. he's not sure why , 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖔𝖚𝖙. ❛   seems im the only one who feels this way , no ? ❜ bright blues flicker around the diner , empty save for him &* the cook in the back.

STARTER CALL -- accepting !

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She knows me at my core. And I know her, too.

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                         she mentions blackwater and jenny feels the hot petals of ungodly fury blossom beneath her skin, tighten 'round her neck like a noose. " i'm sure y'can't. " i'm sure you shouldn't, says her tone, the speed in which she replies - the snap of it like that of two rocks grinding together.

a laugh comes, suddenly scoffed out at the inquiry, the sound patent with insincerity. " i've been tryn'a find my way back to you, of course. " she steps closer. the next warm breeze carries forth the stench of her; metal, petrichor. the gut - churning sweetness of something rotting. pestilence, the first horseman. " yous all my family, right? i missed ya. missed jack. how is he? i bet he's big now - dutch'll wanna give him a gun of his own soon, i bet. you teachin' him how to shoot, mama? how to rob and kill like the rest of us? " her chest comes heaving with a stifled, harsh breath, and her stare snaps up from abigail's hands when she speaks.

                                                  " go on. "

the girl had a look encroaching upon crazed. ready to ensnare the unsuspecting ankle with teeth. whites at high tide and glaring from their eye sockets. lending to the appearance, wild with god's epiphany. “ blackwater. that was just .. i can' even begin to describe. ” hellfire on wheels without a bucket of water in sight.

only her eyes move, reading the new strikes across the canvas of jenny's skin, the swollen eyelids. circumspect in her observation as if looking too deeply could translate into touch itself. offend her worse than she already was. abigail saw the obvious lure and considered how to approach it.

“ where've you been all this time? ”

there was plenty more she wanted to ask. her fingers were laced between the lapels of her long coat. her heavy lips askew and eyebrows wrinkled in bewilderment. they were still feeling the effect of the sight of them — youthful jenny kirk stretched into a dry husk, now accusing them. accusing her.

the bait of the conversation was still there but she made no comment on it. choosing instead, to guard her distance like a prey animal. abigail sighed, and shook her head before volunteering to look at her again. it might ruin things but the woman didn't yearn for a fish hook in the cheek either.

“ you know, there's talk .. ”

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life is

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☾ stupid lamb in a slaughterhouse. ———— victor conley , a criminal oc , based in an original novel , with verses available in dragon age , tolkien , bg3 , tes , and many more. written by ash , 25 , all pronouns. mutuals only , selective , minors dni.

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i love shart <3

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ANYA CHALOTRA as Yennefer of Vengerberg in The Witcher 3.01 🍎

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                          " ain't slept right since blackwater. i keep havin' this dream, reoccuring... about y'all leavin' me to die back there. " a beat. head put on a slant, her eyes widen around a razor - sharp stare, contrasting her smile. or adding to it, shaping her expression into something wilder; a woman on the precipice of wolfhood. " hold on a minute. that did happen. "

“ y'look good enough to sweep under a rock.                                                                 what happened to you? ”

@ategods // for jenny!

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who up and a misfits & magic fan

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❝ you must destroy this world, it is what you were made for. ❞       # B H A 3 L S  a private and mutuals only interpretation of THE DARK URGE of larian's baldur's gate 3. acting in bhaals name. as understood by kita.

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#VIENAMOI : a⠀private⠀&*⠀mature⠀roleplaying blog for amc's ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴠɪᴇᴡ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ⠀, as written by theo. ( 28 , they/she/he , cst ) while some book canon is taken for backstory , the show is the main source of canon , along with personal interpretations. minors not welcome. non-roleplay blogs will be blocked on sight ! 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 &* 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 ; 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. heavy focus on romantic relationships.

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sorry for my silence ooc and ic friends 😔 life is lifeing