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sirensought Ā· 1 year ago
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@redbraidĀ  sentĀ  ;Ā Ā ā€˜ would you like to dance? ’
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ifĀ  itĀ  hadĀ  beenĀ  anyoneĀ  elseĀ  whoĀ  hadĀ  utteredĀ  thoseĀ  words, Ā  anyone, Ā  ericĀ  wouldĀ  cordiallyĀ  andĀ  politelyĀ  haveĀ  toĀ  decline.Ā  heĀ  wasn'tĀ  aĀ  dancer.Ā  itĀ  wasn'tĀ  thatĀ  heĀ  didn'tĀ  knowĀ  how,Ā  he'dĀ  beenĀ  trainedĀ  inĀ  theĀ  artĀ  fromĀ  aĀ  youngĀ  age.Ā  allĀ  aĀ  partĀ  ofĀ  beingĀ  raisedĀ  aĀ  royal.Ā  onĀ  occasion,Ā  whenĀ  heĀ  couldn'tĀ  findĀ  aĀ  wayĀ  outĀ  ofĀ  theĀ  activity,Ā  he'dĀ  beenĀ  toldĀ  howĀ  goodĀ  aĀ  dancerĀ  heĀ  wasĀ  butĀ  heĀ  wasĀ  neverĀ  sureĀ  ifĀ  theĀ  complimentĀ  wasĀ  sincereĀ  orĀ  simplyĀ  flattery,Ā  anĀ  attemptĀ  toĀ  gainĀ  hisĀ  affection.Ā  evenĀ  ifĀ  heĀ  wasĀ  skilledĀ  atĀ  it,Ā  thatĀ  didn'tĀ  meanĀ  heĀ  hadĀ  toĀ  enjoyĀ  it.Ā  heĀ  usuallyĀ  didĀ  not. Ā 
butĀ  thisĀ  wasn'tĀ  justĀ  anyone.Ā  thisĀ  wasĀ  jessie.Ā  jessie. . .Ā  theĀ  womanĀ  he'dĀ  doĀ  absolutelyĀ  anythingĀ  for.Ā  ericĀ  wouldĀ  goĀ  toĀ  theĀ  endsĀ  ofĀ  theĀ  earthĀ  forĀ  jessieĀ  ifĀ  sheĀ  soĀ  asked.Ā  evenĀ  so,Ā  theĀ  offerĀ  makesĀ  hisĀ  heartĀ  flutter.Ā  bringsĀ  aĀ  faintĀ  pinkĀ  tintĀ  toĀ  hisĀ  cheeks.Ā  Ā 
ā› withĀ  you, āœĀ  aĀ  softĀ  smileĀ  adornsĀ  hisĀ  expression,Ā  ā› iĀ  wouldĀ  beĀ  delightedĀ  to. āœĀ  hisĀ  handĀ  extendsĀ  toĀ  takeĀ  hers.Ā 
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gallowsleapcd Ā· 1 year ago
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@redbraid : ā you look good. āž
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without thinking, florence’s hand came up to brush against the side of her face, carefully tucking a loose strand of blonde hair behind her ear. she’d never been great at taking a compliment, a comment on her previous life being forced to bend and change for a man who always told her that she was never quite enough. but this was different, kind, genuine. ā€œthat’s really nice of you to say so, thank you.ā€ hands pushed down at the front of her dress, a new choice of outfit for florence who spent most of her time in tailored trousers of some sort. ā€œIt’s not too much, is it? It’s been so long since I’ve had any sort of occasion to dress up for that I have no clue what sort of thing to wear ––"
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svjetllost Ā· 1 year ago
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Fingers curl into a fist, short nails digging into flesh and he feels the blood pool beneath his fingers. A swift hit and it lands. It hurts more than it should, more than he cares to admit, more than he will ever voice. That was the intent behind that short little jab. ā€œ And why is that? You’re off to bigger and better things? And what? You think I’ll stop you…why would I? I didn’t force you to be here in the first place, why would I force you to stay? ā€
A part of him wants to do just that. That vengeful horrible part that breaks things first and regrets it later. But there’s pride here too, EGO more so. He had allowed himself a small window of being vulnerable, open. And now she had shattered that with just one small sentence. It’s tumultuous, the things that he’s feeling. Wants to rip the room to shreds, wants to bite her only so she’d have to beg him for his blood before she dies.
Wants to put a stake right through her heart so she knows how he feels, knowing that he would instantly regret it. Unlike his siblings, she would wake up if he took it out so instead he walks over to the tall open windows and the line of bottles, and pours himself a drink. The blood in his palm has long sealed, but there is some blood dripping down his wrist. ā€œ Go, leave. Have at it! Far be it from me to stop you from reaching your pitiful potential. ā€
redbraidĀ asked: ā› an eternity with you would never satisfy me. āœ klaus / MEME
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hookd Ā· 1 year ago
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@redbraid sent: " palm ( sender places a hand on receiver to stop them from doing something ) " ( ' non-verbal angst prompts ' )
he wants to start a fight. he would really love to start a fight. someone pushes past him and he turns, ready to do just that, when he feels a hand on his shoulder. he stiffens, but he stays, turning to the source of the hand, to jessie. he sighs, big and dramatic, making very clear how much he would really rather like to cause trouble, and how much he doesn't want to behave, but he will, because she's asking him to. "fine."
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malka-lisitsa Ā· 1 year ago
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offers katherine a blood filled pie 🄧
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"A....."
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"I have so many questions..."
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"Is it cooked? Is it a solid mass of red blood cells... or is it a literal liquid pie? Is it blood and meat? Is the whole thing raw? Did you make the pie crust first then just pour blood through the holes? What possessed you to attempt to make a blood pie? Is there a vampire Betty Crocker out there with a cookbook full of questionable recipes or..?"
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g0dforb1d Ā· 1 year ago
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ā€œwell, good morning sunshine!ā€
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Iggy’s eye twitches before she manages to blink at her early morning guest. …Crash’s girlfriend….
ā€œGood morning,ā€ It’s said flatly, she was more caught off guard by how cheery the other sounded rather than disturbed. She’s hunchbacked and spidery as she blinks again as if trying to get her eyes to focus in the bright light of the led lights that Iggy and Crash both decided were cheaper than actual overhead lights.
ā€œDid…did you sleep well?ā€ She’s trying her best.
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lcngdays-arc Ā· 1 year ago
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@redbraid was complimented
"your hair is really pretty. how do you, um... get it so shiny?" Kennedy's own red hair was dull, greasy and was well past needing a wash. They wear it down, mostly covering their face, but they offer a thin smile all the same.
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bodyhorrorsa Ā· 1 year ago
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āˆ— 74: senderĀ caresĀ for receiverĀ whileĀ they’reĀ sick . (Darlene) āœ‰ļø nonverbal prompts: accepting ! Ė–*
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Ā  Ā  Ā ā›ā›Ā  Ā Well, aren't you just the sweetest thing?Ā  Ā āœāœĀ  Ā  Ā Darlene drawls sleepily, sniffling as she sits up, smiling gratefully as she takes the bowl of freshly made soup from the other woman. Darlene sighs out contently, raising the spoon to her lips before blowing gently and sipping the soup with a soft curve to her lips. She hums, brows shooting up.Ā  Ā  Ā ā›ā›Ā  Ā Gosh, you did such a good job-Ā it tastes just like my papa used to make.Ā  Ā āœāœĀ  Ā  Ā She admonishes, taking another spoonful of the soup, which is doing wonders in soothing the sting in her throat. Darlene smiles up at Jessie with sparkling eyes.Ā  Ā  Ā ā›ā›Ā  Ā Thank you, darlin'.Ā  Ā āœāœ @redbraid
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muutosarchive Ā· 1 year ago
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worst case (well far from worst), but a bad fuckin' thing is, having someone recognize you on a job. &. he'd excused himself before she had the chance to come interrupt the proceedings, perhaps ruining this four page monologue he'd had to read for four fucking days. hands part crowd before plucking cigarette from moistened lip as he approaches jessie with his hair fanning face. boyish, no-business. even when there's supposed to be.
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"hey - you can't be here, alright? &. if you are, we don't know each other." he gesticulates with palms forward in explanation. "anyone asks, i just came over here to grab your ass, &. you told me to fuck off, or somethin' --"
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šŸ’ @redbraid ↪ asked for orange
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sirensought Ā· 1 year ago
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@redbraidĀ  sentĀ  ;Ā Ā jessie makes eric soup when he’s sick hiii <3
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hisĀ  throatĀ  isĀ  raw,Ā  feelsĀ  asĀ  ifĀ  it'sĀ  onĀ  fire.Ā  he'sĀ  desperatelyĀ  fightingĀ  backĀ  coughs—  bothĀ  toĀ  upholdĀ  theĀ  lieĀ  thatĀ  he'dĀ  toldĀ  aboutĀ  notĀ  beingĀ  sickĀ  andĀ  becauseĀ  atĀ  thisĀ  pointĀ  itĀ  justĀ  hurtĀ  tooĀ  damnĀ  muchĀ  toĀ  keepĀ  coughing.Ā  handsĀ  clingĀ  toĀ  theĀ  blanketĀ  drapedĀ  aroundĀ  hisĀ  shouldersĀ  toĀ  helpĀ  withĀ  theĀ  chillĀ  heĀ  wasĀ  adamantĀ  heĀ  wasn'tĀ  feeling.Ā  thenĀ  thereĀ  wasĀ  theĀ  poundingĀ  inĀ  hisĀ  headĀ  madeĀ  worseĀ  byĀ  theĀ  soundsĀ  ofĀ  herĀ  putteringĀ  aroundĀ  theĀ  kitchen.Ā  metalĀ  pansĀ  clattering,Ā  spoonsĀ  scrapingĀ  againstĀ  pots—  noneĀ  ofĀ  itĀ  helping,Ā  butĀ  heĀ  wouldn'tĀ  thinkĀ  toĀ  complainĀ  aboutĀ  it.Ā  notĀ  whenĀ  heĀ  knewĀ  thereĀ  wereĀ  aĀ  millionĀ  otherĀ  thingsĀ  sheĀ  couldĀ  beĀ  doing—  wouldĀ  ratherĀ  beĀ  doing—  thanĀ  takingĀ  careĀ  ofĀ  him. Ā 
ā› jess. . . āœĀ  Ā heĀ  sniffles,Ā  ā› youĀ  don'tĀ  haveĀ  toĀ  makeĀ  thisĀ  muchĀ  ofĀ  aĀ  fussĀ  overĀ  me. āœĀ  voiceĀ  basicallyĀ  aĀ  croak.Ā  blearyĀ  eyesĀ  fightĀ  toĀ  remainĀ  openĀ  butĀ  refuseĀ  toĀ  lookĀ  awayĀ  fromĀ  theĀ  redheadĀ  beforeĀ  him.Ā  ā› atĀ  leastĀ  tellĀ  meĀ  thatĀ  soupĀ  isĀ  vegetarianĀ  soĀ  iĀ  won'tĀ  beĀ  aloneĀ  inĀ  eatingĀ  it. āœ
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godstrayed Ā· 1 year ago
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i'm obviously coming with you . (gadiel)
memes. ╱ always accepting.
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怀"Are you?" She was greatly mistaken if she thought for a second Gadiel was going to accept company. The last thing he needed was anyone else traveling alongside him. He was content with his solitude and the peace that came with it. He's had companions before. And each had turned disastrous as the last. "I have no intentions of babysitting you. So turn around and come from the direction you came from. We're not friends."
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chlorinesiren Ā· 1 year ago
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i'll play the guitar at you.
ā€œThat’s the weirdest threat I’ve gotten in a while.ā€ Normally, Ren would be annoyed by such a comment, but she had a soft spot for pretty girls with red hair. Jessie wasn’t like Cathy. Not in the slightest. Their similarities started and ended at their hair color, but something about Jessie was intriguing to Ren. ā€œAnything but Wonderwall, please.ā€
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gallowsleapcd Ā· 1 year ago
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@redbraid : ā i’m sorry, okay? i’m sorry.Ā āž
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blonde hair swayed at the side of her face as florence shook her head, a refusal to take the apology, no matter how many times jessie wanted to try and give it to her. "don't be sorry. i won't let you." she confirmed, stepping back into her small, bare apartment to allow her front door to open widely, left hand beckoning the other inside. it was late, at least by her standards, the darkness outside daring to encroach into the one bedroom if it hadn't been kept at bay by the soft warmth of the lamps that flo had turned on as she'd made her way to the front door. "you're always welcome here, no matter the time." for all the time that she was there, she thought to herself. there was no telling when the want, or rather the need, for florence to drop everything and move onto the next place would strike. but for now, she'd be here. "is everything okay?" she asked, though stopped herself. "hold that thought –– let me get you a drink first. tea? or something stronger?"
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historiavn Ā· 1 year ago
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bites ethan gently <3
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ETHAN BLINKS, FAINT AMUSEMENT flickering across his features.
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ā€œOhā€”ā€ He says softly, ā€œā€”hello to you too, Jess.ā€
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ā•°ā–ŗ @redbraid
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hookd Ā· 1 year ago
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@redbraid sent: " glide ( sender runs their fingers through the length of the receiver’s hair. ) " ( ' things done with hair ' )
jessie's fingers go through his hair, and it's like a switch is flipped inside of him, eyes closing as his mind goes silent. there's a hum in his chest (if he could purr, he would), a hand going up to rest gently on her arm. "hi," he says softly, thumb rubbing at her skin.
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lsdambitions Ā· 1 year ago
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@redbraidĀ asked: look! i painted a picture of you!
PROMPTS FOR PLAYFUL AFFECTION || accepting
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šƒš€š‘šŠ š„š˜š„š’ š–šˆšƒš„šš„šƒ š€š’ š“š‡š„š˜ š‹šŽš‚šŠš„šƒ šŽš š“š‡š„ šš„š€š”š“šˆš…š”š‹ šš€šˆšš“šˆšš† š“š‡š„ šŽš“š‡š„š‘ š†šˆš‘š‹ šš‘š„š’š„šš“š„šƒ. lilith was a massive fan of art, so to be painted made a sense of delight go through her. it made her feel warm, and seeing that the other girl had clearly put so much effort into it made her feel happy too - appreciated. long fingers reached to pull her phone out of her pocket before she even began to speak. ā oh this is amazing! thank you so much! i have to show this to saylor and the boys immediately. they're going to be amazed. āž
as she snapped the picture of the painting to send to the group chat, her eyes flicked up to meet the others. ā you're really good. have you ever thought of doing commissions, or selling your work? local artists are blowing up all over the world right now, i think people would love your art. āž
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