#fcdcdmcmories

[springbandit]

❝There you are. I was getting worried.❞ (Billy & Christina)

"Worried? Don't give me that." Billy wasn't buying it for a second. It was only now that he was beginning to get better that he was able to reflect on just how sick he'd truly been. But, even with that, he couldn't imagine that Christina had any kind of genuine concern for him in that way. He just couldn't allow for it. "There's plenty of things you should be worried about, Christina. But, I'm not one of them. Never have been."

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[tideoflament]

Lips pressed into a line as it was obvious the other did not understand the meaning of her words. And quite frankly, she was not going to indulge on it any further. This kind of line of work was risky as it was, let alone when having a daft client. Morrigan knew better than that. Plenty who were money-hungry had made similar mistakes before her. Morrigan paused as she inhaled, forcing a somewhat polite smile upon her features once more. "I assume you are not insured, then?"

"IN THE REPORT. AS IT SHOULD BE. I SEE." phineas nodded, showing as clear as day that he did not understand what she was saying. of course, those weren't such THINGS that were supposed to be said out loud, but.. that was how business had always been done. it was how he did it, as a pederson, and it wasn't anyone else's BUSINESS, as far as he was concerned. was it? no. placing an envelope in front of the other, as he only smiled. "i can assure you that money is not a problem." / @tideoflament

[spookydreamsx]

HOW FUCKING TEDIOUS. the feeling of autumn in the air, the putrid smell of rotted fun and merriment; eric northman flinched against the cool night as he took in the sights before him. the stench of cider, the fallen leaves, the glorious revelry that still hung, even with the overhang of darkness... and where was the self-preservation?

eric was no stranger to london. he'd traveled through many times before, even spreading roots for a few decades in what could only be defined as some of the best years of his life. however, he acknowledged (with immense chagrin) that the london air was probably the thing that disturbed him the most. all he could see, all he could smell, all he could feel... was nora.

struck down before the cure. taken from him before their reunion could have amounted to the years that they desperately deserved. two lives, ruined by greed and, probably, fate. perhaps his grudge reemerged unfairly, but his chest burned with the hatred of bill fucking compton again and again, now that he was faced with this scurrilous location once more.

maybe he should bring back the plague.

with a sweeping motion, he grumbled towards the general contentment before him, commenting to the other beside of him, "i think the only option here is sedation." he added, perhaps unfairly, "halloween," a derisive emphasis on the word, "should be fucking abolished." || @fcdcdmcmories

[daydrcamerss]

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she cleared her throat, shaking her head. "s-sorry." charlotte muttered after a huge yawn took over her. "i'm not exactly sleeping all that well at the moment. i uh... i keep having these really fucking weird dreams." she admitted, sighing heavily. "i suppose you'd technically call them nightmares but... god, they feel... they feel so freaking real. like... like i was actually there." like they were hidden memories, actually, but she was none the wiser to that, was she?

[demongemz]

❝ moon of my life, are you hurt? ❞ (Rhaenys/Corlys); & ❝ i feel something for you, you know? ❞ (Rhaenys/Corlys); @fcdcdmcmories

Corlys had lost everything with the death of his beloved, Rhaenys was his everything, the queen of his heart and his people, and yet without her everything felt lost. Food didn’t taste the same, Wine didn’t hold its allure anymore, and he only wanted to hop on a ship and sail away from everything. Hearing her voice break a choked sob from his lips as he turned so quickly to meet her smiling face, coming towards her was second nature he didn’t even care if he’d died, simply because she was here and back. “You’ve stolen my line, You are the very ocean I longed for” he mused holding her face in his hands trying to keep his tears away. “My love, my darling Rhaenys…I hope you never stop feeling things for me” he whispered letting his lips grace her forehead, he wouldn’t part with her ever again if he could help it. 

[springbandit]

"Oh, I bet you've gotten away with plenty. But, I bet Dean kept you on a real short leash, huh? Ever the devoted wife. You're lucky you got out, or you'd have been picking up a few brats of your own from those soccer games." He wasn't sure why he felt the need to continue to paint Dean in a bad light. It's not like he was here to hear it. Billy was just mean. Maybe it was to protect himself, or maybe he just had a lot of venom to spit. But, he did it every chance he got, regardless of the target. "You'll follow when I need you to, and you'll stay when I need you to. It's only when we're in harmony that it'll work out. I know this dance better, let me lead it." He was going to come up with something ingenious. He just had to. If only he could find the time and headspace to begin working on it. "A penthouse? Aren't you full of surprises." He grinned, "I'd love to see it. Especially the bedroom."

"AND WHAT MAKES YOU THINK THAT I HAVEN'T GOTTEN AWAY WITH A THING OR TWO OF MINE OVER THE YEARS TOO? I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING." christina hadn't precisely stayed in the right side of the law but thanks to her job? she had been allowed to do that much and yes, that was MORE THAN IMPORTANT. no one was about to get the satisfaction of throwing her into a prison cell, that was certain. she would not LET THEM. one could say that she was far too stubborn and... yes, they would have been correct. "i couldn't agree more. let them think that this is their safe little town away from home and that no harm will come to them and then .. WE CAN REMIND THEM. rip it all away. make it hurt. wherever you go? i'll follow. you know THAT." moving forward to kiss him, because.. yes, she wanted to show him that she meant it. SHE DID. grinning, she nodded a little bit. "i've got a penthouse of my own. wanna see it?"

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[onespvrk]

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it was safe to say that margaery found this place strange. fascinating, but strange all the same. though there were some similarities to king's landing, it still hurt her heart to see people suffering. since she'd woken up here, margaery had been volunteering at what they called a homeless shelter it helped ease her mind some. she was still racked with nightmares of being burned alive, hoping that she'd see her family again but mourning them all the same. the brunette was so lost in her thoughts that she wasn't paying attention to where she was walking, barely stopping herself from running into someone "oh, my apologies. it seems I was too caught up in my thoughts. i did not harm you, did I?"

[sweetnsiimple]

"the world isn't kind to little girls who don’t know their place." || vi & marcus || @fcdcdmcmories

a grimace dances across vi's features, hands forming into fists. if there's one thing vi has had trouble with is knowing her place. what is so awful a about wanting better for herself and her people? she's supposed to just like down and take the abuse, the leftovers from the rich, to live a life of absolute shit just because of where she was born.

she'll be damned if she ever settles. daddy raised a fighter, with him gone all vi can hold on to is the anger, and so she must fight.

"yeah, tried that once, not really my thing." she scoffs, her arms crossed in front of her chest as a barrier. "what's my place supposed to be, huh?"

[springbandit]

Billy leaned against the cold, graffiti-scarred wall of the disheveled apartment block he called home. He'd been out for his usual late-night 'smoking and staring into space' session, when he'd spotted someone lingering under the dim, flickering light of a nearby streetlamp. "You really thought I wouldn't notice?" he asked, his voice dripping with disdain. "This place is a mess, and so are you for coming here." He dropped his cigarette to the ground, mashing it into the concrete with his sneaker. "Got something to say? Or are you just here to dig through my trash?"

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[monumented]

It was definitely the Pederson name that had Corduroy interested. Some of these highly influential people had fascinating stories about the city and its inner workings. He liked having access to both sides of the coin — and right now he wondered if Phineas' shiny side had tarnished a little bit.

After Cord brought two cups of tea, only one of them sans sugar, he let his body language relax, taking a sip before he spoke again.

"I am sure you've been in rooms with some interesting people. It's not them I am fascinated by, but rather your own experience — I was wondering how it feels to be in the middle of something monumental happening. Do you know it, does it sink in ? Or is it only after that you are able to recognize the importance of such a moment."

"OH, YOU ARE MOST WELCOME. IF WE ARE BEING HONEST.. IT IS ME WHO SHOULD BE THANKING YOU. IT'S NOT EVERY DAY THAT ONE GETS AN INVITATION SUCH AS THIS ONE." he knew that he was influential around town and that it was something that he had long ago gotten used to, because it was something that came with the PEDERSON NAME. wasn't it? and perhaps, indeed a small price to pay for everything else. wasn't it?

sitting down, he straightened his tie, all but smiling in the other's direction. "that would be most appreciated, yes. without any kind of sugar, if you'd be so kind?" and whatever was going to come out of this, it was good for the family name, yes? yes. / @monumented

[xtinyslip]

"this is unbelievable? I'M SORRY? what part of me leaving did you confuse as an invitation to bloody follow me. HM?" cecilia could have sworn that she had never stepped foot inside this building before. yet, when it had come to making her swift exist ; it was like she knew EXACTLY where to go. not that she could have held much trust in that, considering she had taken herself to a bloody dead end. the stairs or the elevator that seemed to only go in one direction. well, she told herself that any direction was better from this lunatic as she frustratingly pressed the button to call down the elevator. "i mean it! you do not want to mess with me!" @fcdcdmcmories

[moonglowmuses]

gi-hun felt absolutely crushed about the losses that he'd suffered. he would never forget the names or the faces of the folks who were gone. he'd made friends, even in that short period of time. those folks felt like friends and not just allies. so... when he saw ali? standing across the way? it felt like someone punched him in the stomach, as tears glistened in his eyes. "ALI? ALI ABDUL?" gi-hun felt his feet running towards the other, as he gathered the man in his arms. "ali, oh my god. it's true. i cannot believe that it is you. ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?"

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[daydrcamerss]

@fcdcdmcmories - ❝ you always have to get into trouble to know it’s trouble. ❞

a small chuckle left bella as she nodded her head. "i seem to be a magnet for the stuff. trouble seems to follow me around, or i just seem to always find myself in it." bella admitted. she knew that... some of things she'd wound up in had been of her own accord. of her own choosing. after all... choosing to remain around a family of vampires was hardly a smart decision, was it? "what about you? does trouble follow you?"

[furyfms]

" oh i wouldn't dare. i am simply saying that you must understand people's reasons for disbelief, when we swore obeisance to rhaenyra targaryen as the rightful heir. oaths are not so easily broken by a few works no one heard. " davos spoke plainly, a shrug of his shoulders. " i believe it to be, yes. in fact i do not have the patience for sensibilities, either. "

"MY DAUGHTER, THE QUEEN AND THE KING'S OWN LADY WIFE, WAS THERE WITH HIM AS THE KING LAY DYING. ARE YOU SUGGESTING THAT SHE LIED?" he wasn't going to accept such a thing coming from anyone. in fact, he demanded respect for his daughter and .. there was no one that he loved more. there never had been, actually. right? "is it so?"

[demongemz]

❝ it was worth the risk, no matter the outcome. ❞ (Sergei/Parker); @fcdcdmcmories

Sergei looked at the others he’d ventured into the city when he heard a rumor his brother had resurfaced. He’d looked down at his glass attempting to focus solely on his companion’s voice and drown out the madness around them. He still struggled with getting used to the sounds of the concrete jungle. “So many people say that but once everything is said and done you’ll find yourself on the opposite side of bad consequences and the horror that the very person you attempted to protect you failed.” he mused before downing his shot and ordering another.

[sweetnsiimple]

"everything is meaningless without you." || matt & jacob || @fcdcdmcmories

"huh?" matt looks up from his phone, taken by surprise by the sudden statement. " are you talking to me or the car? because, really dude, it's no problem at all. i know it's a piece of shit car. i would just really rather not having to spend more money on a new one, you know?"

of course, there's always the secret third option that he was not talking about either and matt had just completely embarrassed himself. a likely and frequent occurrence.

"i-i mean, i tried taking a look and it looked... fine-ish? not like i know much, but it just... you know, goes perfectly fine for a few miles and then just dies. these aren't just from hitting the gym." he flexes his arms, he's lost count of how many times he's had to push the old thing around. though really it had been worse on his leg than any real arm workout he could've gotten out of it.

"maybe i'll just stop talking now, how 'bout that?"