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If Life's a tragedy and everything else is Chaos, I'll just hold on to loving you the best way that I know how.
by semperardens-juli
leave a little kindness (x)
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@semperardens || Aubrey
It wasn’t like Kyle to leave the door unlocked that led to the very heart of what he had built for himself. Typically he was far more careful than that ... and yet the moment Don moved to open the door it swung open with ease. Even with the lamp on over by his desk, the room was almost eerily dark, papers strewn about in a careless fashion and an unidentifiable object dropped to the ground from whatever rush Kyle had been in to leave. Though that certainly wasn’t the most startling thing about the room ... the most startling?
Lay against the furthest wall from the door, partially hidden by a chair that had been knocked over. Upon closer inspection ... it became clear that it was a person ... a young woman, to be exact, her hair currently hiding her face from view.
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Emma + Dom + I want the k!
prompt || accepting || @semperardens21: Stomach Kiss
With Emma’s laughter finally beginning to fade away as she finally accepted the terms of surrender to the little play fight that they were having, Emma graciously stopped focusing her ‘attack’ on the tender skin that oh so conveniently found to be his ticklish spot. Looking down to the man with a smile as broad and genuine as can be, there was absolutely no doubt that the smile added a beauty to her that otherwise wasn’t there, pale eyes absolutely shimmering with her joy and the love she felt for him. “Alright alright … truce accepted…” laughing lightly through her words, she leaned down and pressed a lingering kiss to his stomach before shifting and laying against his side, sighing a content and happy little sound as she did so.
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@semperardens // frankie cont
“ ——-Sarah? ” He isn’t drunk or high enough to hallucinate, that much he knows, and yet, he questions his sanity when he sees her, hears her. His heart aches, just slightly, like someone quickly jabbed the two letters he had etched there with a letter opener. “ Thanks. Do you, uh… You got time for a drink? ”
“ Don’t think you and I should be drinkin, Frankie. We both know that leads to bad places. I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday. I ah...never do forget. ” Her expression, though first hard, softened slightly- he was always going to be her first love, puppy love, imprinted on her like no one else yet. But he was still only that. Puppy love wasn’t strong enough to clean a man’s act up.
#≪ ( guest character. sarah ) ≫#semperardens#semperardens :: frankie#//hi#//remember i was using j garner as modern sarah?? hi. ilu.
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continued. // @semperardens
“ Actually, yeah. My imaginary friend Easy Sobriety’s sitting there. Sorry. ” His tone is flat, gruff, tired voice masking the humor he intends to convey. “ I’m just fucking with you. Yeah, take a seat. We can be outcasts in this shit together. ”
Jesse takes a seat wordlessly. He lights a cigarette and takes a MUCH-NEEDED drag, letting the smoke waft through his lips and out into the arid desert sky. The fountain behind them adds a peaceful ambiance to an otherwise DEAD place. “Thanks.”
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continued from here | @semperardens
“ It’s… Not actually ME. It’s more Loch. He’s just too quiet to speak up. ”
Wrinkling her nose in thought before glancing over at Murph, nodding ever so slightly. “Makes sense, you’re an awful lot like me. Act first and think later, consequences are awfully easy to deal with later on,” she waved a hand nonchalantly. That way of thinking had gotten her into trouble quite often, had caused them to find her in the first place since she wasn’t being careful, but she couldn’t say she regretted that anyway. “Maybe one day we can both learn how to think first and then act. Would cause less fights between us that’s for certain.”
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semperardens replied to your post: "What's it feel like to get my sloppy seconds?"...
Frankie voice: You fucking wish, boyo.
Don voice: Say it to my face shithead, I’ll fuck you up.
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My mind is completely convinced of futility. But if I don't do anything, nothing happens. If I do do something, maybe my mind is fucking with me and something good will happen.
for days when it's hard to get up (after a good amount of rest and more)
by semperardens-juli
leave a little kindness (x)
#juli-musings#hope#futility#chaos#live#life#kind#compassion#depression#anxiety#hopelessness#create#nihilism#cynicism#mental health
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I’ll be here to hold your hand. (Dom @ semperardens to Emma :)))))) )
shippy prompt || hella accepting || @semperardens
Ever since she had met Dom, their relationship had certainly begun to take a turn... and quite frankly it was for the better, and nobody could tell her otherwise. There was no doubt that her heart had already fallen for the man who sat at her side now ... though on the flip side? She was genuinely afraid of just what would happen should she admit such a thing ... and he was only making it harder the moment those words were out of his mouth. Looking over at him in mild surprise, she admittedly found it hard to understand just why he would want to be ... why he wanted to be that support for her ... but she couldn’t find it in her to complain.
Instead, she reached over, gently moving to slip her hand in his with a faint smile, her eyes growing wet from tears that’d yet to fall that she would absolutely blame on her hormones. “...Thank you...” murmuring the words quietly, she leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder ...
And tried to think of all the reasons she shouldn’t let her heart rule over her mind.
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@semperardens // murph cont
“ No. No I’m not. I’ve only had like— ” He holds up four fingers, inadvertently. “ Three drinks. AND… besides… I ate SO much bread today. ”
“ Yeah. That translates as drunk. I’m puttin y’to bed, Murph. Lets go. Come on. ”
#≪ ( verse. modernity ) ≫#≪ ( character. goldie ) ≫#semperardens#semperardens :: murph#//shes like nah bruh. bed. lets go.
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@semperardens
Keeping an apartment in Brooklyn while working upstate probably wasn’t the best idea, but Steph just couldn’t let it go. Brooklyn was, and always would be, home. And anyway, she just couldn’t sleep with all the silence of nature that surrounded the Avenger facility upstate. She had taken to making the trip back and forth every couple of days, working from home whenever possible. It was a lot of wear and tear on her bike; she knew that. But Tony took good care of the thing for her.
So when it made a loud clicking noise and the motor shuddered into silence, Steph pulled over to the side of the road and sat for a moment, staring forlornly down at her beloved motorcycle. “Ok, I know I didn’t miss an oil change. What’s going on, sweetheart?” She climbed off the bike and eyed the thing, at a loss as she had always been whenever trying to figure out the mechanics. Battle strategy and leading a team she could do, but working on vehicles? Not so much.
With a sigh, she pulled out her phone, checking for the nearest mechanic, and began to walk the bike in that direction. Hopefully it wasn’t anything too serious. Tony would have her head if she’d ruined the poor thing.
#semperardens#semperardens (dom)#v: lady captain#[motor troubles]#my titles are just so original gosh#look at how amazing i am#haaaah
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“Sweet mother of fuuuuuuuck!” Joey Mack groaned, clapping a hand over his eyes.
“Murphy. Got any ibuprofen? Your lack of book keepin’ is startin’ to make my megrims act up.”
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@semperardens •• Aubrey
“Daddy...?!” Oh ... oh he was going to be so upset with her, she just knew it! She knew that it wasn’t good to wander off, and quite frankly if you asked her why she did it, she wouldn’t be able to tell you. There was no doubt that the child could be hard to keep track of, especially in any kind of crowded area, being as small as she was certainly making it very easy to lose in any crowds even if she went five feet away. And with her how her hearing tended to act up? That certainly made it difficult in hearing his voice as he called out for her, her panic beginning to mount with every passing moment as tears began to build in her eyes ...
Until suddenly her Father was right there. Immediately running to him and tackling into him, Aubrey made a distinct whining sound as she clung to him, letting her tears streak down her face. She hadn’t been gone but for just a single minute ... but to a young child that was more than enough to be scary.
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semperardens replied to your post:
tbh I love your love of Duke
i’m just happy cause i finally have a muse i can defend without having to pull out technicalities, power plays, and double standards okay. ahem — jax teller.
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Troubles
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She hadn’t even bought her groceries. Gabi had left the store and went home, locked the doors. Set the alarm. She called Dom while she sat and fed their baby. She didn’t want to tell him, it would upset him, but she also needed to tell him.
When she heard his voice, she started shaking anew and her shoulders slumped. “I need you to come home. Everything is fine, but.... I need you to come home as soon as you can.” It was not fine. She was scared and mad and worried, but they would be fine. They were resilient.
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📝Murphy T
Thinking of you | Accepting | @semperardens
Their first impression: He was handsome, amusing. I thought I might like to spend an evening with him.
Their current impression: I love him. He’s the most amazing man. He’s gone through so much, never lost his sense of humor. I’m lucky.
What they like the most about your muse: His humor. And the sex. And the humor.
What they dislike the most about your muse: He gets very down on himself.
What your muse is for them ( Friend, lover, rival ecc.): Lover and friend. I’m his sugar mama.
A general opinion of their relationship: It works for us. We’re happy.
If applicable, something they wish to reveal: My brother will probably want to kill you one day.
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