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[soughtserenity-a]

She should be doing her chores but instead, she's napping behind some hay.

[fledermuse]

@wildlcck

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It had been caught in the act, standing over the half-devoured body of a man in the dark evening.

Looking up, the monster froze. Its inky black eyes bore into her, at first unsure of what to do. Faced with the barrel of a gun, anyone would be hesitant. A quiet snarl came from the frightened beast, and it trembled slightly before abruptly bending down, ripping loose another chunk of meat, and attempting its escape with a mouthful of human flesh.

It was going into hiding.

It had little plans of risking its life to kill again.

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[melpcmene]

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“ we're taking too much damage to survive... ” she mutters, gritting her teeth. shotgun loaded and cocked, maintaining it at an eye level; ready to shoot any bastard who came their way...

[moonsromance]

she's DESTROYING a whole bag of hershey's kisses in front of vi, paper on and all

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ @wildlcck i had an awful pun but i'm walking away from it.

❝Oh, for the love of—You Aren't Supposed To Eat The Foil And The Paper, You'll Get Constipated And Die. Your insides probably look like a disco ball and mental hospital papier-mâché project at this point.❞

[homelander-rp-blog]

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from where he’s standing, John can only hear the loud shout of the announcer screaming that the next cowboy is in the ring which is mostly covered by people’s excited cheers and yells standing around him, he’s drowning in the crowd, tries to move forward to see the ring better and can’t do anything with his hands that are holding a cup of soda and another holds onto a beer mug he bought from one of the booths “excuse me!” “can you.. move a little, sir?” “sorry! Coming through! Sorry!”.  in the ring, the cowboy whom John can’t see at all does a little stunt on the bull and people cheer him up by letting out another loud yell, someone jumps up and down right by John’s side “hey! Careful!” and that’s when he knocks into someone.

“shit! I’m- I’m so sorry!” he can save the beer but cup of soda crashed between their bodies, ruined all that ‘stranger’s’ shirt. “I’m so sorry, ma’am! L-let me..” without thinking he hands the beer to her in rush to stick both hands in his jeans pocket. There! John offers the dry tissue to her with an apologetic smile “sorry for your shirt..”

His first time driving all the way down here from New York to see the Rodeo and now it’s all bad memories.. yikes!

[silentknives]

@wildlcck | starter call.

Soft like wax, sharp as an axe. One never truly knows which they’ll get in Emily’s wake. Emily, who adapts with the seasons—much less towards people, but business needed to be made. She goes through life in rigid black & white, but there are such things as exceptions. An amused smile graces upon her lips as she gives a conniving knowing look towards Sadie,

“You know I hate to say it, but I told you so.”

[himbohotel]

@wildlcck liked for a canon one-liner

❛ All this death and for what? Just so we can have enough money to be able to run from what we've done? ❜

[ofspvrta]

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11. Knives Out - Ill Factor

For once, it would be nice if a day of drinking in a saloon didn't end in an all-out brawl. Kassandra just had a knack for inviting trouble, whether she intended to or not. But that was part of the fun, a moment to feel alive in an excruciatingly long, lonely existence. She'd flung one man over her shoulder, bodied a chair breaking over her back, only to club the man with one of the broken chair legs a moment later. None of the injuries were significant enough to trigger her healing factor in a way others would notice. She's fought in wars in close-quarter combat where swords and clubs and spears were a regular occurrence, a fistfight was nothing.

Until suddenly, it wasn't a just fistfight any longer.

A shot rang out, barely grazing a loose strand of Kassandra's hair. A shot she only barely avoids. A growl passed her lips as she reached into her side pouch and pulled out a knife, perfectly tossing it straight into the man's throat. Guns, dirty things. Were there more space she would have preferred her bows, but what kind of coward brings a gun to a fistfight? One person left standing outside of the barkeep hiding behind his counter, she turns another knife already in hand, this time ready to slash if they tried anything.

"Knives out, knives out." She challenged, looking at the other woman who also wore her hair in a braid.

[soughtserenity]

she's been real secretive and shifty, all damn day. valentine's. still not letting up as she leads abigail to the back of their property, their home, hands covering her eyes.

❛ just a little longer... all right. wait right here, honey. won't be a minute. keep them eyes closed now, you hear? no peekin'. ❜

stowing a stashed bouquet of fresh, pink roses behind her back, before leading a pony, its mane and tail plaited with red rose petals throughout, to nuzzle at abigail's hand. a morgan- the heart horse, of course! palomino and pretty as a peach. her very own.

❛ all right. you can open 'em now. abigail, meet yer boy. boy, meet your new owner! i thought about callin' him cupid or maybe valentine... but, i'm leavin' it up to you, ma sweet. he's all yours. and your boy's tryin' t' take a bite outta ma damn roses. git! here. 'fore he eats the whole damn lot! for you, ma darlin' valentine. ❜ / AGJHGHGHH

" Yer being real sneaky ma'am and I'm not sure I should trust you! But I'm gonna because I love you. " and because she's excited to see what Sadie's got up her sleeve with all the sneaking around she's been doing lately.

she keeps her eyes shut grinning the whole time and gasps softly when she feels a wet nose touch her hand that makes her giggle like a crazy person. " What on earth?! Whos snoot is that? "

Another gasp happens when she opens her eyes to the adorable pony and all that soft sweet color and lord the bouquet in Sadie's hand. " oh my! Well would you look at that. All this for little ole me darlin'? How ever will I repay such admiration? " She coos, hugging the bouquet to her body nudging the poney's snout back.

" You keep them teeth to yourself these are mine! I think I will call you cupid though. That's a great Idea Sadie. " She coos petting the ponys face and then gesturing her wife closer. " c'mere so I can give you some sugar valentineeeee. "

[thewiickedones]

@wildlcck Asked:

❛  this day feels like it's never gonna end.  ❜ / for sean! <3

《✧》   ━━    Sean   chuckled,   his   eyes   crinkling   at   the   corners.   ❛   Aye,   that   it   does,   lass.   But   look   on   the   bright   side   -   at   least   we're   not   muckin'   out   the   stables   like   poor   Uncle.   ❜   The   afternoon   sun   beat   down   mercilessly,   and   sweat   trickled   down   his   neck.   In   the   distance,   he   could   hear   the   faint   sounds   of   the   camp   -   Pearson   clanging   pots,   Miss   Grimshaw   barking   orders,   and   the   occasional   peal   of   laughter.

❛   Say,   ❜   Sean   piped   up,   breaking   the   monotony,   ❛   how's   about   we   liven   things   up   a   bit   ?   I've   got   a   flask   of   the   good   stuff   hidden   away.   Dutch'll   never   know   if   we   take   a   wee   nip.   ❜   He   knew   the   rule   about   no   drinking   on   watch   but   at   this   point   who   was   actually   doing   anything   they   were   suppose   to   be   doing   ?   Sean   turned   to   Sadie   with   a   mischievous   glint   in   his   eye,   already   reaching   into   his   coat   pocket.   But   before   he   could   produce   the   flask,   they   heard   the   unmistakable   sound   of   hoofbeats   approaching.

❛   Ah,   shite,   ❜   Sean   muttered,   quickly   withdrawing   his   hand.   ❛   Just   when   things   were   about   to   get   interestin'.   ❜   Sure   enough,   Arthur   Morgan   came   trotting   up   on   his   horse,   looking   dusty   and   irritable.   He   dismounted   with   a   grunt,   leading   his   horse   to   the   hitching   post.   ❛   Where   you   been,   Morgan   ?   ❜   Sean   called   out,   unable   to   hide   the   curiosity   in   his   voice.

Arthur   approached   them,   removing   his   hat   to   wipe   his   brow.   ❛   Strauss   sent   me   on   another   one   of   his   damn   debt   collections,   ❜   he   grumbled.   ❛   All   the   way   out   to   Emerald   Ranch   for   a   measly   ten   dollars.   ❜   Sean   let   out   a   low   whistle.   ❛   Emerald   Ranch   ?   That's   a   fair   trek   for   such   a   paltry   sum.   Strauss   must   be   gettin'   desperate.   ❜   Arthur   nodded   grimly.   ❛   Seems   that   way.   Times   are   tough   all   over.   ❜   He   glanced   between   Sadie   and   Sean,   his   eyes   narrowing   slightly.   ❛   You   two   look   awfully   cozy   up   here.   Ain't   slackin'   on   your   watch,   are   ya   ?   ❜

❛   Course   not,   Arthur.   We've   been   keepin'   a   sharp   eye   out.   ❜   Sean   answered   quickly,   though   he   couldn't   quite   meet   Arthur's   gaze.   ❛   Sharp   as   tacks,   we   are.   ❜   Arthur   grunted,   unconvinced.   ❛   Well,   keep   at   it.   Dutch   wants   everyone   on   high   alert.   Pinkertons've   been   sniffin'   around   these   parts.   I’mma   head   on   into   camp.   ❜ Sean   watched   as   Arthur   walked   down   to   the   camp   then   turned   back   to   Sadie.   ❛   So   much   for   that   drink,   huh   ?   ❜

[halfdent]

SADIE ADLER 𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝙳 : " we're in this together . "

❝  Yeah  ,  but  I  didn't  mean  to  drag  you  into  this  too  .  ❞  SADIE  / @wildlcck she  was  always  so  damn  determined  ,  you've  got  to  admire  her  for  it  but  at  the  same  time  .  This  wasn't  her  fight  ,  she  needn't  expose  herself  .

❝  Come  on  ,  you  don't  have  to  do  this  ,  if  anything  happened  to  you  ;  …❞   He  knows  she's  got  the  bite  for  such  words  so  cuts  his  own  sentence  short  .  Alright  ,  okay  .  There  was  no  debate  here  .  He  reluctantly  gives  in  .  ❝  It's  a  rival  gang  of  𝐓𝐖𝐎-𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄'𝐒  .  ❞  The  repercussions  of  having  an  later  who  was  a  gangster  ;  you're  out  for  a  drink  with  a  friend  &&  a  rival  gang  shoots  the  damn  place  up  looking  for  you  .

[soughtserenity-a]

" honeydew is MINE " she balls her little fists

[fledermuse]

@wildlcck asked:

"There. Problem solved." / for nippy <3

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Well, she guessed it was that simple.

Getting caught up in an entanglement of fence wire hadn't really been on her list of to-dos, but she was nonetheless freed by a set of kind hands.

Perhaps she should have thought things over before she spoke, but instinct of gratitude took over in situations like this. The dirty mutt's ears perked forward as she regarded the woman, a human's voice coming somewhere from the canine,

"Thanks, I guess."

Whoops.

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[fbiartist]

This new existence is jarring to say the least. With what she is and what she has to do, but it feels kind. It feels right. It feels like an inevitability of what she was. But people didn't usually see her anymore. Not unless she wanted them to. And honestly, her death was pretty public and less than a year ago. Being invisible was preferential. So she paused when a woman saw her coming out of the hospital room, that wispy black cloak wrapped around Ziva's shoulders. A hard stare locked onto her. A name came to mind. Sadie Adler. But it's not what came out of her mouth, "You can see me?"

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[silvertonguesilverdollar]

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Hosea has heard tale of Sadie's recent bluster. A raging fire when out with Arthur...or just about anyone really. A women hellbent on revenge. He recalls, the day she was taken into the embrace of their gang. A broken woman. A face full of pain. Hosea didn't need Dutch's explanation; he knew that look she wore. Grief. Grief had been an unwelcome caller many years ago. So, selfishly Hosea was hesitant to approach Sadie after that first encounter. A coward. Too afraid to other her the tenderness he so freely gives Abigail. Fixated on the risk that he may absorb some of that sadness and end up slipping back into that same dark place.

He'd let her down.

But Today, he'll make it right. Taking a deep breath. 'Mrs Adler. Sadie. May I sit?' In his hands he holds two bottles, his way of proposing lengthy conversation.

[potatoesanmolasses]

"I'm warning you once: stay away from things that are none of your business." / sadie nooo he's just a lil guy 🥺

@wildlcck

"Haha! That's funny. I don't have any business cause I don't own any suits."

Kid wasn't the best with idioms and things, that was for sure.