hey! no idea who is still here but i'm going to be remaking!
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HMM DO PEOPLE STILL FOLLOW ME ON HERE
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“Should I be askin’ where the hell you been, or should you be askin’ me that?” Sadie doesn’t like the way she was forced to leave things between Johann and herself. They were living good, so much trust and affection between them. But her short time with the Van Der Linde gang came back to bite her on the ass. Government sniffing around too much for her comfort, so she had no choice but to lay real low until they stopped bothering with her. She’s still not fully in the clear yet, but at least it’s safe to reach out to people she knew once more. At least, to the most important ones. “Y’look good, Johann. Been eatin’ well, I reckon? I sure hope so.” // @coyotesteeth
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HM. HM.
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zagubionywilk.
>> ⚔️ << ❝ YOU KNOW i don’t mind over how you handle yourself, sadie. what i do mind is when you drag me into something when i haven’t a clue that you have. ❞ his words are grumbled out, fingers tight ‘gainst the hilt of the silver sword in his grasp ‘fore flicking off THE BLOOD that stuck to its surface.
@hellbentwidow gets this !!
“alright, cool it geralt. you think i do this purposely every time? seek ya out when i know i’m gonna get in trouble? think so damn lowly of me? it ain’t like that.” she’s all huff and puff, worked up over his words and also the recent confrontation they just had. yet another pack of witch hunters coming out of the woodworks, hungry for blood and money. but she’s being honest-- she had no idea it would come to this.
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❛ missus montgomery, will you kindly come get these boys’uv yours. ❜ he has learned quite the balancing act ! with saddle propped against left thigh, he’s got one rowdy son thrown over free shoulder while the other hangs on at his hip - they’re all matted in the dust of a day’s ride, and clay absently brushes hand over both to ensure they’re still safe wherever they’ve chosen to make themselves ever so present. (not that it matters much considering they’re about as reckless as their old man more often than not.) not that mom has to know. ❛ ‘fraid i ain’t ever gonna get inside at this rate. ❜
@hellbentwidow.
even after the plentiful of years they’ve been wedded for (almost four years this december), sadie still can’t find herself getting used to the new last name. there’s nothing wrong with it, just like there’s nothing wrong with clay and especially not with their two sons, but it will always feel too good to be true. she was given a second chance at a normal, domestic life, even after all the heinous acts she carried out before she met clay. the revenge, the killing, the anger. clay will always be someone far better than her in every possible way, but she sure as hell isn’t going to let him be taken away just because she doesn’t think she deserves him. she’s too selfish for that.
her fingers are riddled with needle pokes when she sets the torn up pants of their sons to the side and stands up, as eager to greet her husband as the kiddos are, but she lets them get their full first. there’s a snort-giggle from her at her husband’s call for help. she gives the boys a moment longer before finally coming to the rescue. “boys, leave your poor dad alone. he needs a bath and some food before he can fool around with you two. jake, get your brother and go check on the chickens. see if there’s any eggs for tomorrow’s breakfast.” obedient and kind, the boys only offer a small pout before the older of the two takes his younger brother’s hand and they both run towards the coop. “so? how was the ride into town, mister? you pick up everythin’ on the list?” she very much wants to reach out and embrace her man, but she waits with a sly smile instead, waiting for him to cave in first.
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write me a starter for sadie OwO
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hi Sadie I Miss You
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what happened to becoming the best in all of night city? still wanna be the best. never gave up on that goal. i just want the world to know i was here. that i mattered. instead of a dream, you’re living a nightmare. you’re afraid of being erased, as if you never existed. or is it just the fear of becoming someone else, different? the people i’ve lost live on in my thoughts. and that’s what i’ll be– a memory. or just an annoying little voice in someone else’s head.
never look back. if you gotta kill, kill. if you gotta burn it all to the ground, then let it burn. independent, low activity streetkid ‘v’ vera from cyberpunk 2077. written by marina. // promo cred.
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what happened to becoming the best in all of night city? still wanna be the best. never gave up on that goal. i just want the world to know i was here. that i mattered. instead of a dream, you’re living a nightmare. you’re afraid of being erased, as if you never existed. or is it just the fear of becoming someone else, different? the people i’ve lost live on in my thoughts. and that’s what i’ll be– a memory. or just an annoying little voice in someone else’s head.
never look back. if you gotta kill, kill. if you gotta burn it all to the ground, then let it burn. independent, low activity streetkid ‘v’ vera from cyberpunk 2077. written by marina. // promo cred.
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what happened to becoming the best in all of night city? still wanna be the best. never gave up on that goal. i just want the world to know i was here. that i mattered. instead of a dream, you’re living a nightmare. you’re afraid of being erased, as if you never existed. or is it just the fear of becoming someone else, different? the people i’ve lost live on in my thoughts. and that’s what i’ll be– a memory. or just an annoying little voice in someone else’s head.
never look back. if you gotta kill, kill. if you gotta burn it all to the ground, then let it burn. independent, low activity streetkid ‘v’ vera from cyberpunk 2077. written by marina. // promo cred.
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“ it’s the code you LIVE BY that defines who you are. “
rules || home || muses
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gillian flynn / janet fitch
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reminder that sadie is a ride or die significant other and will literally do anything and everything for her boo. date her pls.
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