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@sarahbraeden & Sarah get a kick out of sharing the same first name and they make it everyone else's problem As Often As Possible. By that I mean when Sarah is describing a conversation she had with Sarah Sarah will go "So Sarah and I were talking and Sarah came to the conclusion that Sarah should..." and so on and so forth. And when Sarah's describing a conversation she had with Sarah Sarah will go "... And then Sarah went" and so on and so forth!
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"Awwwwwwwwwwww! That's so cute!"
ben rubs at the sleepiness that clings to him, having just woken up from slumber before throwing on the first thing that he found before meeting with the others in the kitchen. his finger presses against the corner of his eye, desperate to wipe away the drowsiness, but suddenly like a shot of espresso, he catches a glimpse of @sarahbraeden in the corner of his eye and immediately, his spine stiffens.
he swallows thickly, tries to find some excuse to where he forgets something in his room, offers some semblance of a sheepish smile, before disappearing behind the curtains. instinctively, he drags a hand down along his features and curse inwardly for his brazen awkwardness; palpable that he can touch it. when sarah winds around the corner with her own chimes of how cute it was, he immediately groans. "stop," he nearly growls before grabbing some rag that was nearby to help out in her kitchen, busying himself and his hands so that he doesn't have to go back out there to face a girl that he can't help but think is beautiful.
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sarah braeden ( @sarahbraeden ) did not like but still gets a starter
"So, you're Sarah, huh?" Autumn shot the girl a playful smile as she leaned against the wall, looking her over. "Benny really shot high. Wow." The smirk that came over the hunter's lips was sassy and amused all at once, but there was something soft hidden behind it as well. Something almost loving when she said Benny. Because Autumn did love him. Just... not the way Sarah did. Ew. "You're stunning. You sure you're into him? Because I'm totally available." Lips twitching, she flipped her hair, obvious that she was joking. "Oh... I'm Otter, by the way. Autumn."
#sarahbraeden#[ 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 / autumn st. james ]#[ 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 / autumn st. james ]#[ 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 . 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 / autumn st. james ]
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@sarahbraeden was given a description
"he's about yay high, probably wearing this truly awful beat up old coat. and his guns, oh, that moron almost certainly still has them strapped to his belt! long, dark hair, not as dark as mine of course, straight and not curly! and he has these eyes..."
Cuthbert sighs, almost dreamily.
"blue, naturally. of course he'd have the blue eyes that just melt the heart. he always wins, doesn't he?"
And Bert laughs. He's always laughing.
"truthfully, i don't have the slightest clue if he's anywhere around here, he's very slippery that one, like an eel." He brightens. "so! have you seen anyone matching my dear friend's description?"
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@sarahbraeden continued from here !
DARK EYES FLICK UP TO BORE INTO THE SOUL OF ONE DIRTY BLONDE, lip twitching to show sharp grin , one that 𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 you could have in her as hunter leans back against cafe chair, throwing arm over the back of it while foot kicks out to push chair out, silently telling the girl to sit down and join them for a bit to have a conversation. they weren’t surprised . . okay, maybe a little, to see the woman in front of them — 𝚂𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙷 𝙲𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚁𝙾𝙽 𝙱𝚁𝙰𝙴𝙳𝙾𝙽 in the flesh, asking for their help, telling them they had a job ? how surprising in their eyes . .
it wasn’t often that people came to ask you for personal jobs, morana, wasn’t it ? you were jumping out of your seat, 𝙫𝙞𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 just to hear what could be awaiting you — were you gonna be paid ? or was this free ? were you gonna kill someone . . or something ? or was this woman no fun at all ? and with the smirk on her face, you couldn’t help but mirror it, folding your 𝔤𝔯𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔶 𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔰 in front of you, itching to grab onto your very own weapon and run out to complete the task you were given
❝ oh ? is that so ? pray tell, braeden . . what the hell do you need so bad that you had to come to me for it ? ❞ fingers tap rhythmically on table, hand gasping onto coffee mug only to take the smallest sip, 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 as chuckle falls out of them, ❝ I couldn’t have been your first choice, right ? but if I was . . that’s so cute, you’re desperate for someone to complete this little job and I’m the only competent one to complete it well. 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙚𝙜𝙤, 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 ❞
#iii. ' * ♱ . 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝚂𝙴 . ◞ : threads . '#iv. ' * ♱ . 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙴 . ◞ : supernatural . '#sarahbraeden#sarahbraeden dyn tag tbt#morana looks like a kid on christmas
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me? all giddy because i see @benbraeden & @sarahbraeden on the dash again? super duper likely! even more so than you think! <3
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what shape does your pain take?
sea.
you're drowning. a sea of emotions, responsibilities, people, things, everything. you just can't handle it all, you need to escape, but you can't. even talking to someone and being told it's okay, compliments, nice things people say, it all adds up to drown you further. guilt, for feeling this way when everyone's being nice and you're not enough. will you sink or swim?
tagged by: @killershe 🤍 tagging: @wiccanblud, @salvatoraes, @malka-lisitsa, @sarahbraeden, @agedrot, @sanguinelupus, @witchwrld, @cahroline, @guiltye ( dean ), @ripjulie, @ealiyah, @vulpeshe, @unbearablyindifferent and anyone else who'd like to!
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♡ what form would your daemon take ?
your daemon would take the form of a primate! those who have primate daemons are socially savvy and charismatic people who know how to get on people's good sides. they're often inspiring leaders, though just as often manipulators with strong intuition. they have a gift for understanding and are led by their insatiable curiosity.
tagged by: no one, stole it from my babe @malka-lisitsa
tagging: @fuckedprophet / @localsalt / @e1igius / @sarahbraeden / @nightmarecountry / @wildscratch ( for my man derek! ) / @renkniighted / @celestieu / + YOU!!
#“ ⍀ dash games. « i heard something in the wind.#( she got GOT )#( frankie has TWO very polar opposite sides and one is being a very good leader and fulfilling her potential and the other is how she is )#( how she is now* )#( which is very much lazy and gluttonous and manipulative and self serving and STARVING )#( starving for food and fucking and fighting and something she's never gonna find )
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𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 ?
𝙏𝙊𝙐𝘾𝙃 𝙈𝙀 𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃 𝙏𝙀𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 𝙏𝙍𝙐𝙏𝙃
you crave being known & held . you just want the WARMTH & PRESSURE of another body against your own . sometimes , late at night when you're alone in your bed , your skin ACHES with the lack of touch . you've tried touching yourself , & it isn't the same . one time someone gripped your shoulder & squeezed it in passing , & you thought about it for weeks after - the ghost pressure of their hand lingering . don't you deserve it ? consistent physical love & caring ? i think so, i think you do . but i also have to ask - do you FEAR it even as you want ? after all , if you get it then it might also be taken away . i hope that if you fear it , you push through past that fear . that you ask for the touch you desire & deserve . i hope that you get touched with love & kindness, wrapped up in warm arms & rocked from side to side until the tension & pain falls away layer by layer & ONLY YOU ARE LEFT .
TAGGED BY : i stole it TAGGING : @sarahbraeden , @lilyspaintedred , @huntedxhunterxclaire , @ohlazrus , @stanfordprepped , @minimavampiress , @snnydcys , @multi-royalty , @carp3diems & you !!
#❛ ch. study // 004. ┊╳ insight / dash games .#❛ ch. study // 001. ┊╳ headcanons .#/ UQUIZ CANT KEEP GETTING AWAY WITH THIS#/ the fact that......... this is how i write krissy when it comes to *touch*#/ IM SICK#/ SIIIIIIICK#Q.
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he has noticed lately that @sarahbraeden has been checked out whenever he enters the room, the far away glances and the barely there smiles that she forces on her features. in the back of his mind, he always told himself that once everything settles; the storm of his mother coming back, the shapeshifter madness, the guilt of his burdens subsides; he can be there for her. but more time passes, nothing changes, and finally, he is sitting next to her in a run down motel miles from any lively town. "i'm..." he starts, his voice catches before he swallows thickly, gaze focusing the mismatched stains of the carpet below their boots. "how long have you felt this way?" he hates that he asks it, because in some sense of the word; he always knew. he knew when things started to shift in the air between them. when their lingering touches turned into barely there grazes.
#sarahbraeden#starter.#“ 𝒗. main verse ﹕ but in this twilight‚ our choices seal our fate.#we are doing it bestie-
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what color is your aura?
mauve.
shooting stars, grapevines, velvet curtains, evening skies, mirrors, tarot cards, bookmarks. your essence is mauve: you are enigmatic, a professional surface riddled with deep emotion. you indulge in teamwork only when you surface for air; you project a fractured image, just a glimpse of what others consider admirable. you are well-spoken and a cultivator of hobbies and projects. you are the aristocrat. you are the virtuoso. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of periwinkle, indigo, purple, and blue, who share your need for a guided purpose. you are also drawn to the determined wine and terracotta, who will help you grow and see there are others worth opening up to. however, you may struggle to get along with the aimless personalities of fire and chiffon who struggle with social savviness.
tagged by: @khenzi. tagging: @salvatoraes, @forbaes, @appleyed, @godclaws ( cece ), @savagevillain ( get ur butt back here ), @agedrot, @malka-lisitsa, @sarahbraeden, @desiredprince, @ripmaxine, @feralsmile, @l1sabraeden, @cahroline, @r4chelamber, and anyone else who wants to 🤍
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out of the blue, i had a vivid jj x sarah plot dream that i immediately told @sarahbraeden as soon as i woke up to force her to write with me about it <3
#ooc.#trying my hand at jj on discord was not on my bingo 2024 card but i am here for it.#i'd literally do anything for holly so.
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"be with me tonight." okay but, when they're sleeping in diff motel rooms 🤭
he stands at the heart of her threshold leading into her motel room, the aching familiarity that is found within the warmth of her orbit is enough to drawn him to her. like a moth to a flame. like a sailor to a shipwreck. ben's heart feels like it is fluttering rapidly in the cage of his ribs, and he is eerily aware that beneath all of his tough exterior, therein lies sarah cameron who has made a home out of him. her walls are rigid, war torn skin; and her hearth is his rambling heart that stutters within; but it all hers for the taking. greedily, selfishly, lovingly. however she wants. and the damning thing is: ben knows this.
ben knows of the pull that she has over him, even a year later. even when her skin is marred with his mirrored self, a shadow demon that lurks all too close to his back for his liking; but still, sarah found a way to open her heart up to him again. she understands him in ways that he doesn't understand himself; she's able to dissect him, pick him apart and find the missing pieces that he thought has rotted out of him long ago. there's something in the way that she looks at him know, with a knowing promise that lingers within the shared space between them; she is trying. plagued still by nightmares of her undoing, of hands that were once kind to her hips instead polluted to the knowledge that she understands the vice beneath his knuckles. even now, ben wants to hunt down the shapeshifter and kill him just for landing a single hand on sarah.
swallowing thickly, ben nods his chin as he keeps ahold of her gaze, reading everything unspoken between them just in the bed of her optics. he is drawn inside with the temptation of their connection, feeling the way that her fingers interlocks loosely with his own, and the street lamp that shines bright outside is soon hidden behind her motel door as the lock is flipped into place, signaling that it's now just them. sometimes, being near sarah, she has a way to make ben feels like they are the only two people in the world. that outside of their door, nothing waits for them; because everything that they need is within the arm's circle of each other.
#sarahbraeden#replies.#“ 𝒗. main verse ﹕ but in this twilight‚ our choices seal our fate.#can you tell that he missed her?
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Otter clutched the fabric atop her chest, wincing in faux pain in response to the comment about how if only they had met sooner. "Got it. So what I'm hearing is that I should go back in time and meet you first." A small smirk came upon the girl's lips, and she laughed a little bit as she moved closer. "Well, when you realize you're way out of his league, give me a call." She added, teasing the other girl even as she offered up a hand. "Or if you get a hall pass." Autumn added, lips twitching as he looked Sarah over again. "You love him? You're gonna take care of him, right? He's kind of stupid sometimes and needs it. You know how we met? I broke up a fight in a bar and he was the dummy trying to go back in for round two. Dumb."
there was a bemused smile that lingered upon her features, her gaze firmly on the other before her. ah, she thinks: you've heard of me. and she can't help but feel a small sense of pride brim, turning said smile into one of cheerfulness; she had peaked sarah braeden's curiosity at least. "so you know my husband," she mused, her head ducking as tongue moistens her bottom lip, nothing but amusement in her tone. features raise once more and a brow quirks. "hmm, if only i met you a few years ago; you might've swept me out from under him," flirtatious nature meets the girl who has introduced herself as 'otter', unable to deny the cheeriness that was felt in the interaction. life had been so glum lately, always lingering with a stench of melancholy that sarah occasionally found herself desperate to mask. "otter's cuter."
#sarahbraeden#[ 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 / autumn st. james ]#[ 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 / autumn st. james ]#[ 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 . 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 / autumn st. james ]
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