#* killing can be a righteous act ! ( verse 001. )

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There was no use hiding herself from him. It was something she very rarely did unless she wanted to give someone a good spook, so why would she go to all of that effort for a man she’d formed some kind of acquaintanceship with, if nothing more. They had gotten along surprisingly well since he’d turned up at the hotel.

Sally hummed as she leaned to peer over Kai’s shoulder, the pills in his hand prompting her to scrunch her face in disapproval. Pills weren’t her thing, never were her thing, even when she was doing the dealing. She was always climbing that ladder for something more. “ You know, it’s also impolite to chase a high without inviting me but now that I’ve seen what you’re taking, I’m starting to think I shouldn’t have turned up at all. ”

Soft thuds sounded against the carpet and over to the window, lighter in one hand and cigarette in the other, and she turned to gesture towards the bottle. “ You can’t seriously tell me they give you what you’re looking for. ”

@humilictedman   /   cont.

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Ten years apart , yet Tate was the person she seemed to have the most in common with . She lifted a heavy head from it’s position in the middle of the mattress , dragging her eyes away from the bare ceiling to look at the teenager across the room . “ I remember the time I didn’t have to take just to feel alive . ”

@c0kehead.   /   sc.

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“ Keeping it ends up with a fine, and some books just aren’t worth the money. ” Sally winked at him, coupled with a playful tongue poke as she made her way over. She didn’t know what they were  —  friends, obviously, though she would deny it if anyone asked —  but whatever it was, was comfortable.

“ So, ” The word is dragged out, shoulder bumping against his. “ What’re you doing for Valentines? I’m sure Vendela and Agnetha would be down if you asked. ”

@humilictedman.   /   cont.

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just sayin’  —  the internet  /  @motherstyle

          “  you KNOW i’m not the type you can replace.  ”

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[ defend ] for Sally!!

They’d had their fair share of assholes check into the Cortez, men who thought they could harass and grope given it’s reputation as a No-Tell Hotel. So it wasn’t the first time she’d had obscene things shouted at her in the halls, crude and invasive, things that were no one else’s business but her own.

A hooker. John had thought so when he’d returned as had many men before him, and she assumed there’d be plenty after this one as well. 

It’d be easy to slit this man’s throat, to shove a needle straight into his chest and be done with it already, and Sally humored the thought for a couple of seconds before it was interrupted by him being shoved to the ground and a bark of laughter that she couldn’t hold in. Had the flash of blue hair been any faster she might’ve just suffered from whiplash herself.

“ Jesus, Kai, ”  Words muffled by a hand trying to conceal a grin, fingers wrapping around his  bicep and dragging him along as she swiftly walked passed him. He wouldn’t get his thank you too early, lest she feed his ego.  “ Leave him. Someone else can enjoy your leftovers. ”

@humilictedman.   /   acts of dominance.

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Sally let out a scoff, “ That much is obvious, ”

She leaned over him and snatched the purse, along with all of the loose goods in his hands, and gave him another swat across the back of the head with it for good measure. Kai could kill for his own crack.

“ Maybe, just maybe, ” Fingers crossed, no promises that he could hold her to, “ if you ask politely sometime, I might just share. Try to catch me on a good day. ”

@humilictedman.   /   cont.

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[ lit ] for sally

It didn’t take a genius to figure out why this woman was here. Since Queenie’s disappearance it only made sense for more of them to show up in search of her, it just so happened they were blessed with Miss Head Witch herself. 

Sally raises her eyebrows, pulls the freshly lit cigarette between her lips and wanders further into her room, printed jacket dropped at the bottom of her bed. “I appreciate it, but it’s not my good side you should be trying to get on. It’s gonna take everything you have to persuade March to give up his only friend.”

[ lit ] your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine . @supremegoode.   /   acts of dominance.

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“  i’ve got your back, okay? ” for sally :^)

a short,  teary laugh manages to find it’s way out of her throat and she wipes away the wetness on her cheeks with a tattooed wrist.   john’s constant presence around the hotel   —   playing happy families as if he wasn’t one of the most fucked up people to walk in   —   was draining and upsetting and it made her resent everything that’d happened between them.   “   ——   do you remember the first time we met ?   ”   hands fidget with the glass in front of her and her eyes never straying beyond the wooden surface of the bar.   “   i showed up with nick and tina and you looked at us like we were walking garbage,   ”   sally grins,   “   look at us now.   ”

@motherstyle​

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choke  —  heirsound /  @incrediblechange

          “ what if they come here and take the things i love the most? ”

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that’s what you get  —  paramore  /  @cheertm

         “ i don’t wanna be the blame,  not anymore. ”

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✘ || @ sally bls

          she can feel cold fingertips gently trace the raised white marks on her bare stomach,  light and curious,  all while her own fingers find themselves buried in silver tresses.    “    i thought they’d go away,    ”    (   when i   DIED   )   sally admits.  her eyes never leave the ceiling and as she thinks about the memory behind them  —  the crying,  CONVULSING  —   her hand slides to the back of winter’s neck,  thumb stroking back and forth over her hairline.    “    they didn’t,   CLEARLY.   no matter how much i wished they would.    ”

touch their scars  /  @redintegrare

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he’d use her, over and over again when alex just wasn’t enough. then he’d leave to play happy families, go back home to a warm bed and his daughter and his fucking dog. it was a vicious cycle that sally just couldn’t get enough of.

the hands on her hips manage to pull a gasp from dark lips, chest against chest and mouth next to his ear. the warmth, the beating heart  —  this is perhaps the closest she’d get to having a life of her own again.

she’s happy to let him indulge, to pull and tug at her any way he likes as she traces her mouth along his jaw and walks fingers to the buttons of his shirt. john would stay, one day. she’d make sure of it.

                                                           “ that’s what i’m here for, baby. ”

@decimusmortem.   /   cont.

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[ tears ] for sally pls...

she could laugh at the softness of it ,  at the gentle fingers swiping away the wetness on her cheeks .  tammy’s like a security blanket ,  a constant source of warmth and love that sally just never wants to let go of ,  grip tight and unwavering lest someone take her away the second she turns her back . 

❝  i’m sorry ——  ❞  sally does laugh this time ,  a pathetic choked up laugh in an attempt to clear the air ,  and her own tattooed wrist comes up to wipe at her eyes ,  only managing to smear her makeup and make her look even more dead than she did already .  ❝  i’m not really great company ,  am i ?  ❞

[ tears ]  your muse wiping away mine’s tears .@fencetm.   /   acts of dominance.

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[ enough ] @ sally

she  stands  stock-still ,  silent ,  lets  him  have  his  little  tiff  and  feel  like  he  has  some  control  over  the  situation.  sally  knows  she  can  push  him ,  invade  his  space  and  have  no  harm  done  to  her ,  so  that’s  exactly  what  she  does  —  moves  closer ,  slides  her  hands  up  and  over  the  lapels  of  his  jacket  to  his  shoulders.  “ no, ”  her  voice  is  quiet ,  soft ,  “ you  will  listen ,  john  henry.  you’ll  listen  because  deep  down ,  under  that  oh  so  powerful  façade  of yours ,  there’s  a  man  looking  to  get  lost.  he  has  before ,  hasn’t  he ?  he  just  needs  a  little — ”  fingers  pull  at  his  collar  to  emphasise ,  “ —— tug. ”

[ enough ] your muse commanding mine to stop talking . @witchquit​   /   acts of dominance.

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✘ ( for sally please! )

fingers trace the discolourations on her stomach, warm and gentle and curious, and the softness of it is enough to make sally almost forget the story behind those scars. permanent reminders of lost love; the main reason she resides in the hotel today. she lets her eyes follow them, her own hand coming up to catch minerva’s, palms covering the thickened skin.  

“ i came here for the first time in 1993, ”  sally lets her head fall to the side to face the other woman, though she stares right through her, and laughs,  “ when i stepped through those doors i was the happiest i’d ever been... too bad it didn’t fucking last. ”

@crimscnmalice.   /   that scar meme from so long ago.

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“ i saw you in a dream, ” it’s not often sally ends up alone with elizabeth and even when she did the conversation was rarely that of friends. perhaps other people would call it a business relationship  —  sally did something for the countess as long as she repaid the favour and vice versa. but here she is, sat across from the woman, leaning towards her, drink in hand. “ —— you came to me. you were the sweetest apparition... such a pretty vision. ”

@envyiism.   /   sc.