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@grcwingstrcng says: ran will not let him live this down
DON’T TELL HINAMORI ABOUT MY SHOWS!!!!!!!!
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A little Father’s Day thing for all the Stephens in Stella’s life.
She did not stand alone, but what stood behind her, the most potent moral force in her life, was the love of her father.
#stella relationship: father supreme#stephen relationship: daughter supreme#dxctorstephenstrange#grcwingstrcng#my edits
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@grcwingstrcng gets a starter from Raven for Qrow.
“I didn’t think you’d ever set foot in the encampment again, little brother.” Raven said as she looked at him. “Which begs the question: What are you doing here?”
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Wish Upon The Moon
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“There will be a little bonfire in the square tomorrow and you’ll all invited to attend.” Frollo’s deep and threatening voice echoed throughout the main room of the Court of Miracles, sending chills down everyone’s spines.
Twenty years of successfully keeping her home, her sanctuary, off of the map only for it to be crumbled right before her eyes. Frollo had won. He found the Court of Miracles and had her and all of her people right in his iron clutches. Anger and fear had seeped through the dancer’s emerald eyes. Them, along with Phoebus were immediately removed and forced away from the only freedom they had left.
Later that day...
Deep inside the Palace of Justice, the dancer was dragged away by the guards, making fruitless attempts to break free, towards the dungeon, stripped of her flamboyant outfit and into a white tattered dress, with just a piece of rope to tug around her waist.
She was thrown into an empty dark cell, like a rag doll, with stone walls surrounding her. Her people don’t do well inside stone walls and Frollo was very well aware of that. Where was her beloved soldier? She asked herself, last seeing him being dragged off in the opposite direction. Deeply worried about him, she just wanted to see him again, to be in his arms, comfort her. But that hope quickly faded away after a few moments, when the Judge had the audacity to make an unwelcoming appearance into her cell.
An ultimatum was brought onto the table. How typical of him... ‘Choose him and her people will be saved or burn in Hell at her execution on the next day.’ Esmeralda quickly refused that offer and glued herself into the corner, keeping a distance between the two of them. With everything unfolding around her, she desperately wanted to break down and just cry. That was very unlike her, but she was backed into a corner and all hope had flown out the window. But at that moment, it wasn’t an option. She needed to stay strong until he left her sight. Frollo laughed at her pitiful expense and stepped out of the cell, before ordering his men to bring in the ex-soldier. Perhaps Phoebus could be somewhat useful and talk some sense into her, as so he hoped for.
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😍 (glynda)
relationship building | 😍 for my muse to tell yours three things they love about them
He’s not best at openly displaying his thoughts and affections, but there are many smaller pieces of his loving scattered here and there. How could he ever wrap everything in just a confession or two? Impossible. So he does little by little, when it feels right, when it feels honest and sweet.
“You’re so thoughtful.” With such a soft smile and admiration in blue gaze when he looks at Glynda.
“You look stunning.” With a kiss to her palm, no matter what she’s actually wearing. She’s always unearthly beautiful.
“Tougher than steel.” He chuckles, not even trying to argue or spar further at this point. Defeated and somehow able to admit it, since losing to her is no shame.
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Winter stared at Weiss in shock. “No, of course you’re not. If anything, I think you’re a better daughter than I am.”
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@grcwingstrcng started following you
Roman...?
No. That wasn’t right. She-...She was dead. She had to be. Or was this just another dream? All she remembered was falling and now-....oh. Yeah definitely dead. She sat up some from the edge of the coast she had landed on. She ignored the trippy beach around her, her focus only stayed on the man now standing there expectantly.
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@grcwingstrcng gets a Glimmer for Angella
“...Mom? Is that you?” She whispered, rubbing at her eyes to make sure she was actually seeing what she thought she was.
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@grcwingstrcng → re: cooper freedman.
the world needs charcoop content.
“y’need to talk to me, coop,” there’s no hesitation as charlotte rests a hand on his, “you seem off. not just today, you been sleeping? what’s goin’ on?”
#grcwingstrcng#writing.#muse. charlotte king.#grcwingstrcng ; cooper.#i fuckin love them and you okay cool
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@grcwingstrcng started following you
Emerald had found herself perched quietly outside on the railings that this whale somehow had, watching the destruction it’s minions...or more like Salem’s were doing to the city in the distance. This was not what she signed up for...but there was nothing she could do...
Pushing back to reality when she heard footsteps, she turned, ruby eyes finding Hazel’s calm stare looking back at her. “Oh...h-hi. Sorry. I hope I’m not taking your favorite spot or anything.” Flickering blood red eyes away, she looked back to Atlas in silence. “I know I’m probably not suppose to be out here but-...I had to see it...” The thief murmured softly.
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Katara smiled at him and accepted the blanket from him. “Thanks, Dad.” She murmured, wrapping it around herself. “Couldn’t sleep?”
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Continued from: Mirai giggled, leaning on her father’s shoulder. She appreciated his support regarding her first breakup. “Hey, I’m a big girl, dad. If a boy is bugging me, I’ll break his legs myself.”
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“If you say so~” Asuma knew that she was fully capable of dealing with her ex herself, but as her father he felt like he needed to give a reminder that he was always there to support her however he could. “I know that, but if you ever want to not worry about getting your hands dirty then I’m available.”
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“James! Stop!” Eira called after him as Maple moved to intercept the General’s path. The sisters had come running at the sound of a blast in the area of the prison cells. What they discovered was unlike anything they thought the General to be capable of. Sure, he was under a lot of stress and Jacques Schnee wasn’t the best of people, but that wasn’t an excuse for what Ironwood had done.
Maple swiped at him with the blunt end of her spear to knock him back a bit. “What are you doing?” She asked as she came to stand in front of him. “You’re going to destroy everything. Yourself included.”
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“James.” Glynda murmured, placing a hand on his cheek. “What happened, what do you mean by that? And don’t be vague with me, please.”
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send me ♦ and i’ll generate a number from 1-100 to see what my muse will say to yours using this generator.
@grcwingstrcng asked: ♦ (from james)
“trust me to be strong.“
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@grcwingstrcng commented: Winter vc: sir, it appears someone has pulled a prank on you again
“Snk zhu H’nteh. Ah nosis’*.” Ewh, his tongue is too dry to work right. He needs water and a few moments.
(*Thank you, Winter. I noticed.)
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