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a melissa glaser capspam, 1.19 - crystal

#[ SHE WOLF ] angelene

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"Natural for whom? Better yet, for where? You didn't think I'd maybe like to know about the possibility of blood rain before this little excursion? That never crossed your twisted mind?"

"what do you want me to apologize for exactly, knight? a natural occurrence?"

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#dalasinis #[ IN THE SILENCE MOONLIGHT ABOUNDS ] threads #[ END OF BEGINNING ] verse #i've already failed lmfao #she just has so much to say when it comes to him

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"...Yes, but please, you have to remain calm, okay? Can you promise me that? That you'll remain calm?"

Plot: Evelyn notices your muse looking at her, not past her.

"Oh my god...you can see me, can't you? Please say yes!"

#tcwnofdcrkness #[ TBD. ] threads #[ TBD. ] verse #hello hey hi! #i've been reading through your blog for the past month and i finally got the courage to reply to one of your opens #i hope that's okay! #i don't have all of lia's info up right now #so if there's anything you'd like to know just ask!

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"Bootstraps? Really?" She scoffed, crossing her arms across her chest. "Get real, Nathaniel. Aside from being a literal Banshee, cursed to deal with premonitions, death & ghosts, I've got it about as easy as velcro. And you?" Lia poked a finger into his broad chest. "You're practically barefoot in the sand!"

nathaniel stared at ophelia. her concern for others was admirable. it was one of his favorite things about her, truthfully, but he couldn't stand when her bleeding heart involved him in her humanitarian aid. "i am not a nonprofit." he said. "america is not a nonprofit. don't you americans believe in pulling yourself up by the bootstraps?"

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"You know what? At this point, yes. Yes, I do. What use is it having all of the monetary resources you have if you aren't going to do anything but hoard it? We don't need any more of it; you certainly don't."

"believe it or not, habibi. it would be terrible for me. no. it would be detrimental to my health. i am allergic to acts of service that are free of charge. do you want me to go into analphatic shock, lia?"

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"I'm not saying that we're 'Ghostbusters' now, but if we can do a little good for some people, would that be so bad?"

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I just got the biggest urge to write, but not for any of the bios I still have left to do. It's 2024, why can't we mind-meld our characters' basics into each other's brains yet?

#[ HEAD’S UP & THANK FUCK YOU’RE STILL ALIVE! ] out of character #seems racially motivated to me /j

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earthlingwrites’ character aesthetics - the biker girl

if you can still hear your fears, shift a gear.

#[ GROWING THORNS WHERE FLOWERS BLOOM ] aesthetic

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here's to us

for all the bullshit we've been through

for everything we've survived

#[ MY MIND IS A WEAPON ] musings

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"Friends?"

A callous scoff left the demititan's arid, split lips, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't have any friends."

'Anymore' clung in the air like thick, acrid smoke, threatening to invade Sade's lungs & suffocate her alongside the guilt she felt. "How long has it been?" The young woman wondered aloud as she gradually turned her head to face the figure emerging from the shadows. Moon-touched, silver eyes made contact with something just beyond Asdis's shoulder, and with an outstretched hand, she beckoned it closer. A considerably large, wild-furred, black cat preened and stretched its limbs, pawing at the ground before languidly making his way toward Sade.

She found comfort in stroking Lucifer's soft fur, her fingertips, which gave way to an expansive, moving cosmos painted across her hands & forearms, absentmindedly toying with his unruly tail. The demititan's gaze trailed from the deity to a crack in the dilapidated wall of her temporary homestead. Her mind seemed to travel far past the decrepit home, beyond the seedy neighborhood she took refuge in & above the city proper as the night stretched on. She may have once found comfort in such an excursion, but now, there was nothing but bitterness & contempt. Her shimmering eyes were forced to search amongst the shadows & stars as a form of self-preservation, to protect herself from the very Titaness meant to nurture & cherish her; instead, the young woman was betrayed, abandoned & left for dead.

Even now, as she was much more powerful than before, Sade couldn't fight away the instinct to protect herself, especially from the unexpected visitor. Her eyes shock back toward Asdis with a grimace.

"I'm not afraid," Sade corrected, standing now as Lucifer made his way across the room to perch amongst his belongings. Her knuckles were white from the fists she made at her sides. "What do you want?"

𝐀𝐒𝐃𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐃𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒. shapeless & formless. a single thought permeated their mind as they watched the young woman. how could a mother become a butcher and cleave the child born from her womb? it was an unforgiveable, reprehensible act in their eyes as they were a mother in another lifetime, and they could never fathom splitting their own child in half due to failure.

 conceptions and pregnancies were considerably different for deities than mortals, though, and in a way it explained the detachment many deities felt in regards to their offspring. after all, athena had been born without a mother, emerging from the split skull of zeus, a woman grown in a suit of armor. but in the case of the demigod before them, sade had been cradled and nourished in the body of the goddess of the crossroads.

"do not be afraid, ms. knight." asdis said in a low voice, making their presence known, stepping out of the pall of darkness. "i am a friend of a friend."

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"You're fucking with me, right?"

Angel was running on nearly twenty hours without a scrap of rest in sight. Her beat-up truck barely got her across Seattle & out of Washington State with the rush she was in. She wanted, no, needed to get out of La Push. She didn't know for how long, nor did she care; anything was better than being stuck there with a father & brother who couldn't give a shit less about her, an unrequited love & the ever-present threat of bloodsucking leeches a few towns over.

Well, almost anything.

"I mean, seriously?" Angel groaned, dragging a hand across her exhausted face before glaring pointedly at Milo. "You're the only gas station for literal miles and the roads are deserted. How the fuck are you out of gas?"

Even as she berated him, the young woman knew that she was only taking her frustrations out on the attendant because it was easier than facing the truth: she was lost. Lost in life, lost on the road. Her destination was California, but to what end? What could Angel find in the streets of Los Angeles that she hadn't already in La Push? A mother who didn't want her & sent her to a father who didn't know how to raise her alongside a brother whose temper rivaled her own? A love doomed to fail from the beginning? What was meant to be a community felt more like a prison to the young shifter.

As tears threatened to fall from the corner of her eyes, Angelene sighed gruffly & turned away from Milo, a hand briskly swiping them away. Her feet carried her away from the checkout counter and through the aisles, nimble fingers plucking up items from the shelves.

"What's 'a few hours' look like?" She shouted over her shoulder, sounding defeated.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓❜𝐕𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐍, but with the pay being as good as it was, it didn't bother or concern him at all. well. as long as he avoided eye contact and kept his distance from the unsavory people loitering on the property. the last thing he needed was a repeat of last week's shit-throwing incident. literal human waste, mind you, not figurative human waste.

 it would've been the final nail in the coffin for him if his boss hadn't increased his wages. old man luckett couldn't afford to lose him as he was the only employee willing to work the night shift after what happened to the last one. ainara jurado. god rest her soul. her body was found in the back office, slumped over the desk, butchered, and mutilated with a dozen stab wounds. how luckett had managed to keep that out of the headlines was a mystery to him.

bing-bing. milo raised his head at the sound of the automatic sliding doors opening. bing-bing. "welcome to petrol city." he let out an exasperated sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. "if you've got the time, we've got the gas. except, uh.. if you want gas right now, you're out of luck for the next few hours."

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