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museswithinx · 2 years
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magicxfix · 4 years
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Haley, does your mom ever nudge you toward Connor since she is best friends with his mom?
ANONYMOUS PLAY TIME!
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“Nah, my mom doesn’t really try to play matchmaker with us, although I’m sure she wishes she had with Aubrey… But she says we’ll find someone when we find someone, kinda like how her and Dad did. If it ever turned out to be Connor for one of us though, her and Gray would probably throw a damn party since they’re best friends and all.”
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bornforthegoodfight · 5 years
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Do you still believe the Rollands can be redeemed and come around to a better way?
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“The day I stop believing that people are capable of better is the day I’ll cease to see a point in doing what I do. There will be no good fight left. Of course, I believe they can be, I’ve never given that up...and I won’t.”
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originalxconceit · 5 years
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“I swear I don’t know. I swear I don’t know!”
Outlaw King (Sentence Starters)
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“This could all be very simple, you know. You need only cooperate and we’ll be on our merry way,” Kol informs their captives, a most devilish grin upon his face.
It wasn’t entirely true though. Even when they managed to get the information they needed out of them, they would still have their fun. The Rollands deserved it as far as he was concerned. Anikaia was long due her revenge against the witches and he would punish them for what they had done to Henrik, as well as whatever they were planning to do. It was a win-win… well, maybe not for the Rolland, but he could care less about a pair of deceiving non-witches.
“Now I’m going to ask you again, and I strongly suggest you answer me as I won’t be quite so patient next time.” Kol comes behind Gray’s chair, his eyes locking with Quinn’s as he rests his hand on one shoulder and the blade of his knife flat against her other. Just a little motivation to open their mouths. He could see the fear there and it gave him a most twisted pleasure. “What are my mother’s plans? How does Henrik fit into them? What is your true purpose for being here? And let’s not lie, shall we?”
“I swear I don’t know. I swear I don’t know!”
Kol could sense the utter fear and panic in her voice. Gray’s heart was practically about to burst straight out of her chest it was pounding so loudly. If they continued to remain tight lipped, perhaps he’d hurry the process along. If she wouldn’t talk though, he knew that big brother would with the right motivation. After all, Quinn had a precious baby sister to protect.
“Perhaps not, but I’m willing to bet your life that he does.” Tossing a wicked grin to Anikaia, he moves the blade down to Gray’s neck, applying just enough pressure there to draw a little blood which trickled down her neck. 
“You’re up, big brother. Tell me what I want to know or your sister might just lose her pretty little head.” A brief pause as he laughs. “If she’s lucky, that is. Believe me, we’re only just getting started here and I can be VERY creative.”
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bereavedxx · 5 years
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❛ And now I’m gonna eat my marshmallow-candy chili in silence, and you all can jump up your own butts. ❜ (wannablessedxbe)
* (  𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.
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This could go either one of two ways. Either the door would be slammed in her face before she got a single sentence out or they’d humor her enough to hear what she came to say. The latter was a best case scenario because she didn’t really expect it to change much. A lot of damage had been done that might be beyond repair. Still, Claire wanted to try and mend things with the Rollands. It was better to have them as allies than enemies in this brewing war against Mikael.
That wasn’t the reason for her visit today though. The wounds were still too fresh, so this was more personal. 
“Before you shut the door in my face, I’m not here on their behalf,” Claire defends quickly when Gray answers the door. The look of her, so hurt and broken, made her feel all the more queasy about what happened. “I realize I’m probably on a list of people you don’t want to see right now, but I was hoping I could just say what I came to say and then I’ll leave.”
When she didn’t immediately boot her out of Bonnie’s doorway, Claire took it as a good sign. Maybe they didn’t completely hate her for her role in all this. “Listen, I'm not going to stand here and insult you by asking for your forgiveness, but I want to say that I’m sorry for what happened. I know we’re on different sides of the line here, but I don’t condone torture and I’m at least a little responsible since I’m the whole reason Kol is even alive to be pulling the shit that he does.”
Gray had been right; sometimes she was stupid and made terrible decisions. Even if she couldn’t bring herself to fully regret it (it had brought her to Henrik after all), she would still take responsibility for her part. “Anyway, that’s what I came to say,” she finishes as a brief and probably awkward silence follows.
❛ And now I’m gonna eat my marshmallow-candy chili in silence, and you all can jump up your own butts. ❜
That was fair. In her situation, she’d be pretty pissed off too. “Well I’m glad to see you haven’t lost your sass,” she responds light-heartedly. As promised, she had said what she needed to and now she was going to leave it be for now. “I hope you feel better.”
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urbxnlegxnd · 8 years
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wannablessedxbe started following you
@wannablessedxbe
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“Can I help you?”
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museswithinx · 3 years
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“Dad,” Connor greeted, knowing he had to confess. He didn’t need to knock at his parents’ house, so he had just walked right in and found both parents in the kitchen and braced for the talk. “I saw Gabriel yesterday.” { a little thing for Deacon Bc Connor knows gf is a smart and always right lady lol }
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Standing in the kitchen with his wife, they were discussing possible strategies for defense against aggressive spirits when Connor interrupted. "What's up, bud?" He asks before going a bit white as he mentioned seeing his father yesterday. For the longest time Deacon had looked up to his father, even despite how much he and his siblings had suffered at his hand. It took a very long time to overcome and realize he'd, like with Crystal, idolized the wrong person. His father wanted nothing good from his son.
"Where? Did he hurt you? Are you okay?"
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museswithinx · 3 years
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museswithinx · 3 years
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museswithinx · 3 years
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❛ for you, i’ll do everything in my power. ❜ { for Ronnie }
A meme forever lost in the hoard
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She couldn’t stop shaking. Everything just felt so unreal, almost like a dream. Ronnie kept thinking she’d wake up any second now but she never did. Because this was real life, and in real life, her youngest was dead. It was her worst fear as a mother and it had come true. She couldn’t breathe.
Unable to sit in the room where her Sammy laid unmoving, Ronnie found quiet in the kitchen where she bawled and stared off into the distance for an undeterminate amount of time. At some point, a mug of something warm is pushed into her hands as Gray joins her at Seph’s kitchen table.
“I can’t breathe,” she cries to her sister-in-law, “it’s like someone’s dropped a pile of rocks on my chest suffocating me. It doesn’t feel real, it can’t be real.” Breathing shakily, she takes a sip from the mug hoping it would calm her nerves some, but there was no relief to be found. Not when the world had ended.
“Gray,” she breathes after a moment, turning to her. “I can’t do this. I can’t and I don’t want to. I’m not strong enough. I need my son back. I need him like I need air and water and food. My children are my whole world, Gray. Sammy’s too young... He’s... He’s too young! Kids aren’t supposed to die before their parents. They’re just not.”
She was hysterical at this point as Gray attempted to bring her back down and pull her into the comfort of her arms. There was no soothing her though. “Please, please... We need to save him, Gray. This can’t be how it ends for him, it can’t be. He’s got so much ahead of him. I need my baby back, we need to save him.”
❛ for you, i’ll do everything in my power. ❜ Gray promises.
That was what Seph had told her too. The whole team was on this one for Sammy and for Marlene. They were just kids, much too young to meet such devastating ends. Nobody was accepting that.
With that reassurance, she sobs into her sister-in-law’s shoulder. Until her Sammy was back in her arms again, all the promises in the world wouldn’t make it better.
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museswithinx · 4 years
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If she punched him real quick, would anyone notice? "Are you done?" She murmured as he laughed like he didn't just break up with Satan. "Right, you'll bang anything that's remotely nice to you and you look like an Abercrombie model when that stuff was cool." She shouldn't have left Adrian. That was the helpful brother. "I happen to think I'm quite charming, and I'm not interested in getting laid tonight. So pass."
That was pretty damn hilarious. Apparently she didn’t agree as she went back to insulting him. “Oh, fuck off. At least I get laid. And who I fuck is nobody’s business but mine, alright? So don’t act all high and mighty like you’ve never made any questionable decisions.” He tosses back before laughing again at her next comment. 
“Yeah. Okay. Sure. Whatever you say. I mean, you couldn’t charm the pants off of a mannequin, but yeah, you’re a real charmer.”
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museswithinx · 4 years
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wannablessedxbe asked: “I’m not hostile. I’m annoyed.” { for Deacon }
10 Things I Hate About You sentence starters
After the massacre that was Seph’s party boys, there was a greater sense of urgency within the group. Everyone was either scared or angry or both. They were the warning with more to follow, and the humans were probably the most at risk here. That meant Ronnie and Kara were on the line. Deacon couldn’t stand around talking about next moves anymore, he had too much to lose now and he knew where Seph kept the star weapons. Which meant he knew what his next move was going to be.
As predictable as ever, he found Gray out back practicing her aim on the targets set up around the yard. “Jesus Christ, do you ever take a vacation from this place?” He comments as he approaches from behind. That was a mistake. Gray whirled around so fast in her surprise that Deacon barely had enough time to react before he took a pop to the jaw and was knocked straight on his ass.
A bit winded from that, he groans and cups his jaw as he pushes himself up into sitting. Off the look on her face, it seemed that she hadn’t meant to strike him, but she didn’t look entirely apologetic about it either. “Fucking hell,” he mutters, rubbing his jaw, “do you have to be so damn hostile all the time?!”
“I’m not hostile. I’m annoyed.”
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“Yeah, well, you’re not the only one,” Deacon grumbles as he finally pushes back up to his feet. “That’s why I’m here, actually. Because I’m angry and I’m sick to fucking death of all the bullshit around here. I can’t sleep, I’m seeing dead people again, and after the shit that went down last night, I’m not too keen on sitting around waiting on Seph or the next dead body anymore.”
Looking past her at a few of the weapons she’d taken out for her practice, Deacon spots the one he was looking for. He steps around her, reaching for the crossbow before turning back to her. “The way I see it, it’s our move now. So show me how to use this thing.”
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museswithinx · 4 years
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She could see why she had to beat back the line of women to get an audience with his majesty. That personality was killer. She was actually gonna have to chase him; she had reached a new low. "No, wait, help me," she hissed. With a sigh, she swallowed down the urge to vomit by admitting this to him. "I'm the next contestant for Operation: Get Laid, so I need something else to do. I'll be your wing woman?"
Apparently the fact he was literally running away from her went right over her head. As Gray persists in annoying him, Deacon turns back to her as she makes a plea for his help. Then came the kicker. “Oh man. That’s the best shit I’ve heard all night.” He couldn’t help but laugh at that for a solid minute before becoming serious again.
“First things first, I don’t need a wing woman. If I did, definitely wouldn’t pick you. Second, that’s a problem... why? I mean, let’s be honest, if anyone ever needed to get laid, it’s you, so do yourself a favor. Get laid. Maybe it’ll put you in a good mood for once.” 
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museswithinx · 4 years
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"Look like you need babysitting," she clarifies with a roll of her eyes. He couldn't just do something. "Tonight, ironically, I don't." Busy? She looked around before her gaze fell on his beer, "I'm sorry, Mr. Beer, were you sitting here?"
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“Well I don’t, so, you can fuck off now.” He argues, wondering if this was the universe’s way of punishing him for past crimes. Clearly she didn’t take the hint to leave though cause she was still here. Breathing a frustrated sigh as she more or less comments on his lack of company, he snatches up his beer to move to the other end of the bar. “Goodbye, Gray.”
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