#lcveblossomed

[mmm-corn-syrup]

Jill rolled her eyes as the cop that was pretty much holding her against her will. "Of course it's going to have MY dna on it. It was my mask. I wore it once didn't I? Are you stupid?" She sighed. "First of all, I was at work when this Bodega was shot up and secondly, look at the footage of the attack that guy is looking at over there? Does that look like me? I'm five feet tall, also I would not hold a shot gun the way they did. My arm would have snapped in half." She crossed her arms. "You can check with my parole officer. See where I was." Jill said lifting up her pants, showing off her ankle bracelet.

The door to the Bodega opened and chimed. Jill looked back. "Kirby..." She muttered. "What...are you doing here?"

| @lcveblossomed |

#{ v ; main } #{ thread ; jill } #lcveblossomed #hi hello jill is over here now <3

[legends-and-savages]

@lcveblossomed sent: you think you care about me? (For Daemon from Bela)

CRITICAL ROLE SENTENCE STARTERS !!!| Accepting

Daemon chuckled and looked over at his eldest. "I don't think that Bela." He said. "I know I care." He said. He was not always the best at showing his girls that he loved them, but he did. "What made you say something like that?"

#Answered Memes #Legends to Gods #c;; Daemon Targaryen #lcveblossomed #*He has been yelling at me all day while I was working to answer his daughter*

[fantasywritten]

@lcveblossomed asked: “I can tell there’s something you’re not telling me.” (sandor for sansa)

HOW WAS SHE SUPPOSED TO TRUST HIM? How was she supposed to believe that he had her best interests at heart? Sansa had learned that she couldn’t trust ANYONE in King’s Landing, not even those who seemed the most trustworthy. Her gaze lowered at his words, and she couldn’t help the wave of anxiety that washed over her. “No, there is nothing,” she answered, though the tremble in her voice gave it all away. EVEN SHE knew how bad a liar she was.

#sansa stark #lcveblossomed #answered asks

[bcbliophile]

@lcveblossomed Harwin & Alicent

There was a fear in Alicent she had not known before this day, her father had always been a cold man, but she saw a hatred for her in his eyes she had never seen before. She had known that rejecting his demands that she seduce the King would not go over well, but she worried for her future now and how he was in talks with the Lannister's as well as the Starks, she knew he would send her far away as punishment it mattered not to whom she was married or if she was happy. She approached Rhaenyra with her fears and the princess and she plotted a way for her to stay at her side and be in a happy marriage if nothing else, one where she would be safe.

She need only ask the possible groom if he would consent to helping her. So here she stood, off to the side of the training grounds looking out of place and worried, waiting for Harwin to be alone for a moment and when she saw her chance she approached him. "Ser Strong-- may I have a moment of your time?" Alicent asked, carefully walking towards him.

#lcveblossomed #alicent's threads #v ; a different kind of dragon ( hotd au )

[deathsbecome]

@lcveblossomed: i got us both ice creams. (florence)

barbie 2023 starters / accepting

Addy takes the cone, although it's not without a comment. "I have a question." It's stated simply, like what she's about to ask is a genuine question, "Why is your family obsessed with me?" Between Florence's mother and now Florence, the family's interest in her felt pretty unsettling for Addy.

#answered asks #lcveblossomed #as if survival could ever be delicate (verse: marvel)

[isdeathlystill]

"You're quite demented, aren't you? I love it."

@lcveblossomed || starter call. 👻

#lcveblossomed #( closed starters: astarion ancunin ) #( verse: undeclared ) #[ for whoever! ]

[devilsanddarlings]

{@lcveblossomed requested a starter for Adaline O'Connell.}

Following Hope into the portal before it could close hadn’t ever been a question. Not for Klaus. Though everything had seemed to unfold in a matter of mere seconds, having more time to think of a plan wouldn’t have changed the outcome. Wherever the bloody thing his daughter had dived into let out, the Original hybrid was not leaving Hope to face it by herself.

Except somehow, despite having no intention of doing so…he had. Finding himself alone in what appeared to be a prison world version of New Orleans was an unpleasant surprise. Finding the area nearby completely devoid of Hope was another. One that was going to see the teenager grounded for life when they got home. What had she been thinking, jumping into an unknown magical gateway like that?

Klaus didn’t know, but he certainly intended to find out when he found her. Straining his ears to see if he could hear anything at all in the quiet city, the hybrid made a small noise of triumph as he finally picked up the sounds of someone moving a bit away and quickly followed them. “Hope?”

#lcveblossomed #Klaus Mikaelson

[asoulunbound]

@lcveblossomed asked: “   Nobody could ever replace you. ” (harwin to larys)

Early in life, Larys had learned it was better to indulge his brother during his fancies of valor. Harwin was a knight. The Warrior, like the septon at Harrenhal had described him, and he could never understand the burden the gods had put on his younger brother. What being protected and fuzzed over by the other meant to Larys’ self-esteem. Women and children were protected. Knights vowed before the Seven to protect those too weak to do it themselves. Larys was weak in the eyes of others. Poor boy, incapable of walking properly. Unable to ride. To take up a sword or go hunting. Soft and effeminate. They looked at him with pity or disgust. Larys hated it. He preferred his cousins’ cruelty over Harwin’s devotion. Still, he could not hate his brother. His life would be easier if he could. If he despised him like Father.

He snorted. “What is there in King’s Landing for me?” The King had summoned Lord Strong to be Master of Law on the Small Council, and Lyonel had decided to bring his children with him. Harwin to distinguish himself and find a bride worthy of being the next Lady of Harrenhal, and their sisters to find appropriate husbands. Why he was even considered, Larys didn’t know. Perhaps he and Uncle Steffon had decided it was too dangerous for Larys to be left at Harrenhal without his older brother as protection. “We are all replaceable, Harwin. Why do you think our father remarried my mother when he already had an heir? Why he remarried after her death?”

#&& the lord confessor (Larys): interaction #lcveblossomed

[tofeelthecold]

@lcveblossomed hit the heart.

"It's not going to stop is it?" Eddie asked in a soft, contemplative voice. "Can't we just leave? Get out of this town and go somewhere else?"

#lmk if i need to change anything #lcveblossomed

[percentstardust]

@lcveblossomed

"You are looking for Aemond?" Vhagar stares down at the queen. She can smell the queen's nervousness and fear. She moves her head down lower and tries to make herself look less imposing. Her size makes it hard for her to not do that. She is the largest dragon in existence. She lifts her wing.

"He is here. With me." Aemond is curled up against the dragon, snoozing away undisturbed.

#lcveblossomed #& threads ( vhagar ) #aemond's age is up to you cause even teen aemond would do this.........

[ac1nums-moved]

@lcveblossomed, mick riva asked to nina riva: "I know I'm not perfect, but I didn't deserve to be treated the way you treated me."

was he serious when he said that? does this help him sleep well at night? coming back now when they were all grown up? wasn't he a bit too late for being the number one perfect dad now? nina doesn't know whether to laugh or cry.

he was never there when they needed him. he never took care of them when they had nightmares, never included them in any of the interviews she listened to. yes, the interviews. she had listened to every interview this man could give. happy to share with her class that her father, who was famous, was on the radio, but what happened? nothing. he said nothing about them. nothing that could define that he had a family of four children waiting for him at home.

and he dares to blame them, her, and call her out on how she treated him even though he did admitted that he wasn't perfect?

" it's a joke, right? " she asked as she looked at him with a look filled with rage. " tell me it's a joke. even though, i want to laugh about this with you now i just… " she sighed as she watched her sisters and brothers play around them. " i mean, i understand that you might feel this way, but please know that my feelings and actions are not driven by a perception of perfection or imperfection on your part. what i feel comes from… it comes from my own experiences and the way i-i have been affected by the events. "

and a lot of that happened when he wasn't around. such as birthdays or christmas that never happened around him because he would rather spend it with costars than with his own family. " i mean, do we mean anything to you, dad? " she ask the question with venom on the last word as she crossed her arms. " you were my hero. but kids do grow up. now, i know. i know what it means. being unlovable. that's all thanks to you. "

#lcveblossomed #muse. / nina riva. #in character. / answered. #in character. / thread. #in character. / writing. #ft. / mick riva. / lcveblossomed. #i'm crying / #i'm unwell / #she did tell him what is going on in her head #i'm

[lysenixdragon]

Continued from here x

Myella couldn't help but scowl at his tone. She wasn't a naive, little girl. She didn't entirely know what her brother thought of her. Sometimes she felt Steffon only saw her as a bastard, or perhaps competition. She wasn't entirely sure. But, she did know that he was their father's oldest heir by a year and a half, and he was technically heir to Runestone. Giving him more power than she would ever have. Also, Myella knew her had a hatred for their father that she never would. Despite his distance and new family, Myella loved her father and would always cherish the time they spent when she was a girl.

She couldn't help but slightly roll her eyes at the mention of her mother. "Not to compare tragedies, brother, but at the very least your mother loved you and wanted you, despite father. You know what my mother wanted? Before I was born, she hoped I would die in the womb. After, she ordered her midwives to throw me to the sea. So, even though I could, I don't want to see her anytime soon," Myella tried hard to keep her tone calm and steady.

She took a deep breath, forcing on a smile. "You're right, we shouldn't fight amongst ourselves. I know you would never hurt me, right brother?" she remarked.

@lcveblossomed

#lcveblossomed #//myella's trying so hard no to just punch him lol

[mxrvelouscreations]

Pietro let out a soft laugh, his hands still cupping Lachlan's cheeks. "I don't mind you getting carried away Lach... it's actually kinda nice," he replied, "it's been a while since I've kissed anyone. So you know... you don't need to ask me. Just kiss me and show me what you want..."

@lcveblossomed

#lcveblossomed #ch: lachlan robertson

[avengd]

@lcveblossomed sent: “ Be still, don't move. ” ( josie to opie )

"Bullshit," He muttered through his clenched jaw, pressing a bag of frozen peas to his swollen eye. The pain would linger for the next few days along with a bruise marring his skin for longer more than likely. "This isn't anything new to me, I've been hit before." And I'll be hit again, he thought to himself. Stubborn as usual, he tries to downplay his bruise like it's normal. In his life, however, it is. Despite his begrudging, Opie finally settles onto the couch, arm propped on the armrest as he continues icing his eye.

#lcveblossomed #opie. #threads.

[grcveyacd]

“ what’s that smug look for? you think you could do better? “ // @lcveblossomed

#lcveblossomed #threads / mattheo aguilar #/ thanks for liking the starter call! lemme know if you want someone else! :)

[devilsanddarlings]

{ @lcveblossomed asked for a starter for Esme Sinclair }

“Your lines are too neat,” Kurt commented idly as he strolled up behind Esme to inspect her work, hands tucked into his pockets. “Most of them are just kids. Their hands wouldn’t be that steady. You need to move the can more and shake your hand a bit, if you’re actually aiming to get the little Shadysider beasts in trouble. Haven’t you ever seen their handwriting? It’s atrocious.”

Largely due to them lacking the proper supplies and manpower to really focus on penmanship over there, but the nineteen year old didn’t care about that. What he did care about was the spray paint in his fellow counselor’s hand. “You might want also want to add a few childish spelling mistakes, while you’re at it. We wouldn’t want Berman questioning if her campers were really the ones behind your little art project when it’s found later, now would we?”

#lcveblossomed #Kurt Ashford #V: Mr. Blue Sky - Electric Light Orchestra #T: Three Times A Lady #Take Your Queue From The Devil