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what's a loss of blood when you win a bit of dirt? by the_frankenman_writes

Barbara Howard/Melissa Schemmenti | WIP | Political AU | Updates first Monday of every month

Melissa trails after her as Ava leads the way to Barbara’s office, giving a narrated tour of the suite of offices. “There’s the coffee machine, and it’s broken more often than not, so I recommend you just buy it somewhere else. Restrooms, Janine Teagues’ (Senator’s assistant, you’ll meet her) office, my office, Joshua—” “JACOB! For the last time, Ava, my name is JACOB!” “—Hill’s office, the speech writer. And this…” Ava pushes open the office door just in time to hear Barbara ask the recording technician “Is the mic still hot?” At the shake of his head in the negative, she picks up a stress ball from her desk and flings it against the wall. “ Asshole!” “And this is Senator Barbara Howard,” Ava mutters. She straightens and clicks her tongue. “Barb! Language.”

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BIG thank you to @90stvqueen for betaing this story! 💜

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girls love developing debilitating crushes on their friends. it’s one of girls’ favourite pastimes even

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🏺🧥✅

greek amphora cardi

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watching effie and haymitch in the hunger games movies be like. and no they won’t elaborate on that.

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I’ll rare pair my way through every single series

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#that's it that's the show

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Clone Wars Version.

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the yellowjackets are in a deadbeat parent-off

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oh I can’t resist a good prompt game. how about:

i need to leave this place and never come back.

For Taylor x Ava

and/or ( whatever strikes your fancy)

i need you to put pressure on that wound.

For Helena x Cobel

EEEEE HI FRIEND!!! OUGH thank you for the patience. These were FUN!! TW for violence/blood on the Severance one. Both under the cut.

Ava & Taylor

"Whatcha up to Kit-Kat?" Ava peers over Taylor's shoulder to get a look at her computer screen as she struggles to open a candy wrapper.

"College research," the teenager murmurs back distractedly as she clicks around the website. She's sitting at the dining room table, one leg tucked under her and her other knee pulled up so her chin can rest on it. Ava's lips twitch at the uncomfortable looking position before her eyes flick to the university's logo. Her brows raise.

"Georgetown? But you hate DC. You said, and I quote, 'I need to leave this place and never come back.'"

"False. That's not a full quote as you left out a number of expletives," Taylor tilts her head back to look up into the face of her aunt, grinning broadly, before she refocuses on the screen. Ava snorts and mutters something that sounds suspiciously like You have a mouth like your mother's before she takes a seat next to Taylor as Ava finally frees her treat.

"Big words from such a small girl. Guess that makes sense though, seein' as how you got what, again, on your writing SAT?"

Taylor sits up a little straighter and preens. "An 800."

"Fuckin' nerd." Ava snorts and breaks the two sticks of chocolate coated wafer apart. "Want one?"

"Want one what—?" Taylor's eyes drop to the offered candy before they rise to Ava's wicked grin. "Fuck you," she deadpans.

Ava cackles and proceeds to bite one of the Kit-Kats in half. "In your dreams, kiddo."

Taylor's head whirls around comically fast to refocus on her screen and she pointedly ignores the woman still chuckling to herself as she nibbles on the girl's namesake.

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Helena x Harmony

"I need you to put pressure on that wound."

Helena Eagan's voice is so different from Helly R.'s. Cold. Passionless.

But sharp. Still so dangerously sharp.

But not as sharp as the back-handed blow Mr. Drummond had delivered, the one that made Harmony Cobel's head snap back and made her spray red spittle across the conference table. Helena didn't even blink when a drop landed on her cheek. She just reaches up and wipes it away with the pad of her pointer finger.

Helena looks at her hand with disinterest as she rubs the blood between her index and thumb before sucking both between her lips to clean them. Harmony doesn't move, simply stares coldly and clinically at her, the inside of her mouth raw and a red river flowing freely from her nose.

Helena shrugs and stands. "Fine. Mr. Drummond will tend to you, then."

Harmony just glares after her as Helena departs the conference room, watches up until Mr. Drummond claps his ham of a hand over her mouth and pinches her broken nose. But Harmony watches through the tears of pain as Helena walks away until Helena is all she sees before she stops seeing altogether.

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dykehood is a spectrum ft my two fav dykelorians / inspired by (x) / reminder that T*RFs can fuck off, only interact if you love trans & nonbinary folks ♡

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what my mind’s eye sees when I make popcorn high

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i feel like the youth should be reminded that the point of shipping is not for a ship to become canon. the point of shipping is to collect all the canon crumbs like starved mice, run away cackling and make some fun little scenarios with them just for the hell of it.

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"it's all in your head" correct! unfortunately I am also in there

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My spiritual advisor told me I had something weighing me down and it's definitely not the time I held a woman captive, befriended her, promised I'd give her daughter the tape of our crimes on which she'd recorded a touching farewell message, ritually sacrificed her, ate her, faked my own death, assumed a new identity, befriended the daughter, married her, and had a child. It's the literal tape that's making me feel bad. I better send it to the most violent and paranoid person I've ever met.