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[the-life-we-fear]

@adsagsona

Blood dripped down Liana's arm. Her skin burned as she ran through the forest, branches snapping back at her as she ran past creating more scratches along her skin, tearing more of the fabric of her dress. But she didn't stop. She needed to get away fast. She couldn't hear them anymore, but the beating of her heart against her ribs could have been drowning them out. She kept moving.

It wasn't until a couple of hours of running did she finally stop. Her dress torn to shreds. She pressed her back against the trunk of a bending tree, it's bark digging into her back as she slowly slid down it, pulling her knees to her chest. Her eyes darted around the forest around her. It wasn't until a branch snapped somewhere in the dark beyond the trees did she stand back up. "Please, I beg of you.' She dug her nails into the tree behind her. "Just don't-don't hurt me.'

#lianaspeaks #adsagsona #Liana X Caz #medieval verse

[lostxndbroken]

@adsagsona

Lennox had been working on the security system for a nice and luxe club, there had been hiccups, but generally, it went well. It was a bit overwhelming sometimes as the club was often busy and Len would be working on it before opening, during and sometimes after.

From the first day, someone caught his eye, a handsome barman and if he wasn’t serving, he was undoing his clothes as a show. Yup, there was little left to imagination, still some, but he surely knew how his chest looked like, his ass and legs.

They got to know each other a little, a bit of flirting here and there, each day a bit bolder than the day before. An hour or so after closing time, Lennox was finally done for the day, a few more things but not this night. There was only one man left and he had his full attention.

Lennox closed his laptop and covered up his tablet before he swung the bag over his shoulder and headed to the bar where Gann was. “You are hanging around a bit longer than the rest, making sure I’m doing my job?” Len said with a little tease in his voice. Hanging on the bar a little, looking over at the other.

#〘 lennox freeman 〙 #〘 gann macneill 〙 #adsagsona

[brimfire-and-hellstone]

**

This was a bad idea, this was such a fucking bad idea! What the fuck is wrong with me? The thoughts bombarded Nancy and she had to hide her face in her hands so no one-not that there was anyone in her home anymore-would see her. No one knew what she was doing, calling for company-that was her grandmother speaking-was an incriminating act but it was not bad. Not technically. " No it's not bad, right? No it's not-I'm fucking heart-" Nancy lifted her head when she heard the knock.

They were here. At her home. And she needed to answer the door. The lawyer slipped away from the island in her kitchen and approached the door cautiously, part of her considering not answering and the other part of her reminding that her car was in the driveway and could be clearly seen. It was then that Nancy felt that burst of courage due to how badly she nagged and criticized herself no matter what she did.

But when she opened the door, her mouth fell open. " Oh...Oh my god."

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#adsagsona #human au

[huntresscaraquinn]

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Cara had been a city girl through and through, making the farmland very foreign to her at first. However, it hadn’t taken long for her to fall in love with the quiet lands. The fresh air. The nearby water. Nampara had quickly become home, and as for farming, she was good at following instructions. She was good at seeing something demonstrated in front of her, and then being able to take up the task herself. So anytime she wasn’t on a job, she was working hard to pull her weight around her new home. However, when an animal - it took her a beat to realize it was a cat - poked its head out while she was working in the garden... She squeaked as she dropped her tools, didn’t she? Yes, she definitely squeaked, very embarrassing. But she didn’t know what to do, it didn’t look right. Thankfully, Ross was nearby, and she gestured to the animal, who he believed hurt one of its paws. “...What - what do we do? Do we - is there a vet nearby? Or do you know how to... because we weren’t allowed to have pets growing up, and...” She was terrified of touching the animal, of hurting it more in some way.

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[paganpillar]

Adsaxsona: "Weaver of Spells" and Gaulish goddess of the Underworld, witches, revenge, justice, and magick.

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[eskelwolfed]

@adsagsona sent a meme: ‘Bathing in Nature’ (from Caz)

Send ‘Bathing in Nature’ For the sending muse to catch the receiving muse bathing in a river or lake.

It's already been a couple of weeks since Eskel invited Caz to come with—he wished he could call it different, like...he tolerates him. But he did more than that and it would show. He's gotten up early to get into the ice cold river while the sun painted the sky pale blue and flaming orange.

It gave him time to think things through...even though he was sure that his travels with Caz would get him into travel if they bumped into another Witcher. These early baths that made the hair in his neck, on his back and arms stand straight up, like shortly before a lighting hit.

Would that ever bring any kind of resolution?

Perhaps not.

Most definitely not.

Eskel dove in with his head first and broke the surface just a heavy and deep gasp later. And then he saw Caz standing on the meadow. An unmoving dark shadow, the sky behind him on fire. Eskel smelled him now as his nostrils flared.

“You're up early, druid,” he said. Damn, his lips were trembling, and it wasn't the cold. “Is something wrong?”

The Witcher leaned back to let himself go adrift in the flows of the river, and yet he wouldn't really drift off too far. He wouldn't leave Caz alone. He couldn't. Not anymore.

#adsagsona #i haven't forgotten about you or our threads #sorry for the wait!

[birdonawiresara]

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“Yeah, I’m definitely in the ‘not’ camp,” Sara muttered before Bran told her they would get back to where they’d started, that he was sure of it. Those words brought a smile to her face as she admitted, “After everything I told you, after laying all of my cards on the table, and now with all of the possible unknowns we’re facing... The fact that you still want to start over with me, to pick up where we left off... You have no idea how much I wanted to hear you say that.” As for him not even trying to fight back when she insisted the donuts were calling her name, whereas something bland and nutritious was calling his, it just made her smirk. A smirk that softened when he said - after everything was put away - he just wanted to sit and relax for a while, but that he’d probably end up watching her more than the TV, to which she countered, “Why even bother turning it on at all?” After that, as he was taking everything back to the bathroom, she padded over to where the donuts were and, by the time he returned, she was not only wearing the clothes she’d stolen from him but she’d already devoured half the box.

#adsagsona #Arrow S4 Verse

[lcbcshcart]

@adsagsona liked for a small starter with Kenji.

"I may not look it but, this face. I can change at any time I want. I can get away with so many things, it's so funny." Kenji, the old Kitsune was up to his troublesome ways once more. Stealing from stores to get food or whatever items he needed. Every time he gets away with it. "That's the good thing about being me. I can shapeshift into any human or animal if I wanted to. Comes with the powers." Wiggling his brow at the individual.

#Muse: Kenji #adsagsona #V: Default

[setitallaflame]

Closed starter for @adsagsona

Evie was nervous. As it was, she and Thomas had not been away from the pack but for a few months, and all of her jobs had been of the waitressing variety. However, her current one had fallen through, and she’d seen the sign in the club’s window that they were looking for a bartender and... All right, she had absolutely no experience bartending, but she was a fast learner. Not to mention they desperately needed the money, and the worst that the club owner could say was no, right? So with her trademark smile on her face, and clad in a bright yellow sundress, and with her blonde curls free and bouncing, she walked into the club, politely saying to the first person she happened upon, “I’m here to see someone about the bartending position, please.”

#adsagsona #Take My Heart With You AU

[imsensingatriptoikea]

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Imogen still couldn’t believe that she was married. It was never something she thought would happen for her. It wasn’t even something she had thought she would want, but tradition had other plans for the princess. She was thankful that Ross was kind and patient. He didn’t seem too upset about her asking for some time to get to know him, but she knew that it wasn’t ideal. 

She was happy to be at his farm. They had only been there a day and she was already feeling more herself. The guards kept to their patrols and left the newlyweds alone, which Imogen enjoyed. She had never been on a farm before, but she loved plants and animals, so she couldn’t imagine she wouldn’t like it. She stood in the kitchen kneading dough for some bread. She hoped that Ross would come to at least enjoy her company. She wanted to be a good wife to him.

#adsagsona #imogen speaking #hope this is okay

[chyna9]

Return to Charming

It had been few weeks since Chyna had returned to live in Charming after last few years spent in Japan. She had done some refurbishing to the old family house and moved right back in.

Everything had changed so much over the years. Sure, she had kept coming every few years for vacations and such but living here now was a whole different vibe.

After years spent living in Japan and UK, she just wanted to come back home.

And come back home she had.

The bar hadn't changed much over the years. Perhaps one of those things that remained a fixture. The same way it was during the time her folks were together. Hell, her sister had taken her for drinks for the first time there.

But of course, now virtually all the old faces had moved away....and yet, so many still remained in the relatively sleepy town.

She walked in, having settled in her house, hoping for a quick beer and a snack on a hot summer day. Today was the cheat day and it was indulgence time.

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#chyna/finan #adsagsona

[heksery]

Although most balls were restricted to the higher class itself, lady Charlotte Sophie von Aldenburg had invited her most valued staff to this one as well. That included her seamstress, Juliana Accama, a young female with dreams and ambitions to spare.

She stood at the side of the room, studying every single masculine face with curiosity. Which one would ask her to dance? Would he perhaps become her future husband? Her dark blue dress was handmade. Each piece of fabric had been cut with utmost precision, each bead had been sewn on by her own hand. Yet it was not her who most attention went to, but lady Charlotte, which stung despite knowing that that would be the case.

Her eyes met those of a slender young male. Although she fought hard to hide it, there was a hint of desparation in her eyes. How embarrassing would it be if no one asked her for at least a single dance? She let her small hands drop by her side instead of lacing them in front of her - have an open demeanor, her mother had instructed her. @adsagsona

#adsagsona #knit purl knit purl ~ juliana [thread]

[lostxndbroken]

@adsagsona liked for a starter

Shawn stopped his bike before a run down shop. "Len, you're sure it's this place? It looks like it's been empty for decades." He turned off the engine and got off.

"Yeah, I'm sure... This shop has only been empty for three years. The latest owner was found sprawled out in the middle of the floor with the eyes burned out. Just like the owner before that and the three before that. They stopped selling it as no matter how low the price got, no one wanted it. Not even renting it off seemed to work. That one got lucky and ran off before... well, you know"

"Outside... I can't feel it. I have to go inside, but the street is too busy at this hour, I'll have to come back in the night. Bring some equipment."

So that is what Shawn did. Past midnight, Shawn returned and just like he'd hoped, the streets were abandoned. He had a few looks around before approaching the door and tried it. Locked. Nothing an old school lock pick couldn't fix. "Giving me resistance, you little prick... I'll..." Then the door creaked open and Shawn looked inside. Shawn could feel it now, that dark energy. "Shit, it's strong..."

#〘 shawn campbell 〙 #(( feel free to pick your boy )) #adsagsona

[brimfire-and-hellstone]

**

" I've heard many things about you, Mr. Lufar, and they all sound pretty good to me," Frances commented casually, even though his eyes bore into the man across from him, his shoulders were relaxed and he kept his hands rested on the arms of the chair. " However much it costs, I'll pay it upfront...I need you to guard my little sister for a few weeks-maybe longer depending on how those few weeks go." Frances sat up and reached into the satchel he had set down beside the chair, a folder was taken out, a thick wad of cash came out after.

" These men will be looking for me, they don't know about her yet." Frances paused, his eyes darting to the side for a second as he just reminded himself of the mess he created. " I have business that needs to completed in New Jersey, but I'll be available via radio and a burner phone you'll be given. Today, you would escort my sister to an address in Government Camp. It's twenty miles from here. If you accept the job, of course." Some sort of desperation may have slipped out during the time Frances spoke, no matter how many times he went over how the conversation would go by himself.

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#adsagsona #human au

[huntresscaraquinn]

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Normally, Cara would’ve been the one asking Ross if he was hurt. She would’ve been the one reassuring him that it was all over, and that everything was okay, and most likely apologizing for good measure because she’d brought this to his doorstep again. She’d probably even be asking if he still wanted her to stay with him. But when he put a hand on her shoulder, when he held her, kissing her cheek and her temple, her eyes just remained wide. She was in shock.

Which was why she uttered words that she never would’ve uttered had she been thinking straight, “He called me by her name.” Analiese. How did the wolf know? She was literally on another continent, how did he find out? Everything she and Analiese had done had been in North America, and they hadn’t really had interactions with wolves - Analiese didn’t interact with creatures she couldn’t use - so how? And who else knew? Was - was she here? Was this a message? In all her time searching for the monster that destroyed her life - that destroyed her, and all the time she put into plotting vengeance... Had the demon just been watching? Waiting? The thought had her swallowing bile, especially knowing she had attached herself to someone. Another person Analiese could take from her at a moment’s notice.

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[paganpillar]

Adsaxsona (Weaver of Spells): Gaulish Goddesses of the Underworld, witches, magick, revenge, justice, and conflict.

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