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bcastful · 11 months
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“listen, it was cute at first, flattering even. but why the hell are you following me?” enzo said lowly as he pressed the woman against the wall with his arm. despite his overtly aggressive action, he barely used any of his strength in to keep her in place.    this was about the tenth time he had seen the same girl from the bar within the past three days. he was sure that it'd be too much coincidence even for someone that was far more well adjusted than he was.
@pridcful​
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scarfwere · 3 years
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#trash ── @pridcful .
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milletant-moved · 4 years
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                     “Spread my legs and make me weak.” ── @pridcful​ / lydia . 
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a light smile ;  almost strange on his features. Now more pronounced. Making once harsh lines more gentle, tender under his eyes and just lighter around the line of his smile. 
“ Really? Is that what you want? “ He asked, arching a brow but obviously playful as his lips started moving lower, down her stomach. Spreading her legs apart just as she asked, kneeling in between them with a different smile this time. More devious and excited to explore her. Eager now as his hands run up gently along her thigh and his lips touch the inside of her thigh, prolonging the inevitable until eventually, there was just no turning back. 
some nsfw meme / not accepting . 
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defectivctwin · 4 years
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     “wow hunter, you’re looking different... did you get a haircut?” @pridcful​
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herbaelogist · 4 years
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i've been around for way too long so i can say with full certainty that your portrayal of neville is so wonderful and it's so nice to see how much you care about him. it's a delight to write with you and to see you on my dash!
how’s my portrayal? // always accepting!
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CLARY thank you so much!! I really appreciate your kind words, and I’m always so happy to see you on my dash, too. Ive always enjoyed all of the shenanigans Hannah and Neville get into! Also your OOC posts are always so kind and thoughtful. Thank you!
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ourpyrrhicvictory · 4 years
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@pridcful​ liked for a starter | ernie & hannah.
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❛  the trials begin next week.  ❜ they’ve been silent for a time although it hasn’t been at all uncomfortable , the peace far more welcoming than he’d expected it to be after . . . everything. yet he closes his eyes and still sees ruin and ash , can feel it on his skin and taste it on his tongue. he’d never wanted to be the hero , never coveted the crown that the good guys wore. however , his own glory had come , and it had come at a cost. ❛  have they come asking you to stand witness yet ?  ❜
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erchommai-a · 4 years
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jon’s never done anything wrong ever in his entire life
beep beep. how’s my portrayal.
he is an angel. we know this. 
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balefulroses · 5 years
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✧・゚* 𝓘𝓼𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓵 「 @pridcful  」
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        𝓓ean couldn’t help but laugh. maybe it was because he cared less now or maybe it was because he allowed himself to care. either way, he had tracked isobel down. to do what ??  he didn’t know. his hand raised to knock on the door && again the questioning started. why was he even bothering with knocking ?? it all seemed a bit trivial when he knew what he was now && she was probably going to be able to tell rather quickly. 
        ❝ yo, isobel. open the door, sweetheart. ❞
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bcastful · 4 years
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    “you’re finally awake.” orion said, pulling away the damp cloth he had been using to dab evelyn’s forehead. “try not to move too much.” he rested a hand on the injured witch’s shoulder, attempting to prevent her from springing out of the bed.
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blasphcme · 4 years
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CORMAC for @pridcful​‘s HANNAH. 
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“—and then, once we had floo’d to santorini, we spent roughly a week in the most merlin forsaken cottage without any mineral water, i truly thought that...” his words, sonorous, soft and dragging on and on, slowly dribbled to a halt as he looked at her face. perhaps for the first time since beginning the conversation. “abbott are you listening? this is dreadfully important.”
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bcastful-archive · 4 years
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     it felt like it had been an eternity since he had last laid eyes upon his wife, but still hades persisted. it had been a year like any other, except persephone had failed to return to the underworld and demeter claimed to have no knowledge of her whereabouts. of course hades knew better, but hadn’t been able to prove it or even find her... until now that is. with help from cerberus he’d been able to find a human with an uncanny resemblance to his lost love. 
    “there you are, darling.” hades’ smooth tone intervened the scene that was playing out in front of him. he doubted that she remembered who he was, but hoped that she would at least take the out he was offering to escape the franklyuncomfortable situation. “i was wondering where you’d run off to. shall we go?” he held out a hand for her to take, a moment that was all too familiar.
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milletant-moved · 4 years
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               ♪ : singing them a lullaby and brushing their hair  ─ @pridcful​ / lydia .
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he can’t sleep. It’s not often that it happens. Usually his anxiety tires him out enough that he falls asleep as soon as James does and he gets a comfortable position in bed. But today it was different. Tonight his thoughts made him restless. And not even James sleeping through most of it helped him recover enough to be any better with his mood when morning came and it was time for breakfast. 
How Lydia notcied, he would not be able to understand. How she could even tell, he couldn’t even begin to guess. But it takes a few sips of coffee and a few  fake attempts at chewing through breakfast that she had widdled out the truth from him. And without any more provocation than that, she took his hand and lead him back to the room Adam shared with the others. The bed that had been made and cleaned by both him and James before leaving for breakfast. The allure that immediately made him regretful and anxious in just one breath. 
Head turns and without even a word, she had pulled him down with her. Head cradled under her arm. Fingers gently stroking the back of it, running along his mane. His anxiety wordened for a moment. Enough to make him livid for reasons he knew were unreasonable but he wanted to throw at her anyway. The quiet and the man-handling making his insides twist with uncertainty. Untils he rested her hand on his chest and he looked up and she was smiling. Talking finally. A gentle raspy voice that puts the tension in his shoulders and throat to shame enough to make him relax. Properly this time. With only some of his weight leaning agaisnt her instead of the mattress. 
And then she starts talking about her mom, he thinks. Something about her sister too. The sister she nevers tops talking about. The sister she missed more than air. He frowned until she brushed hair away from his eyes and started singing. A soft melody that reminded him of a time before this. The quiet days before his Dad would come back to visit them. The gentle hours between waking and breakfast when his Mom had still been strong enough to make them food. He looks down then, reaching for her fingers, wanting to hold it between his but he’s not sure if sleep or darkness just took over. All he knew was that once he closed his eyes, he was asleep. 
send a symbol for a gentle touch / not accepting .
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cleverasthcdevil · 4 years
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@pridcful​:
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“ clearly when one wants something done right, they must do it themselves. “ why had he thought that just this once they would all be capable of taking care of one task without him. now he was left with a mess to clean up.
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herbaelogist · 4 years
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“Do you do much in the Muggle world still? I remember back in school you talked about visiting your Mum’s Muggle family sometimes.”
Perhaps it was the alcohol that Hannah served him that made his lips so loose; Neville spoke about her late mother without even thinking about the consequences.  Sure, it had been a few years since Hannah’s mother had been killed, but that didn’t mean it hurt any less. And the subject he had broached might make that pain even worse.  Neville feels his ears turn pink.  His expression of curiosity turns to one of shame and embarrassment.
“I’m— I’m sorry, Hannah, I wasn’t thinking.  How stupid of me.”
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ourpyrrhicvictory · 4 years
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@pridcful​ liked for a starter | marcus & astoria.
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❛  oi , let’s bet on it.  ❜ he leans against the wall , clasping his hands in front of him as he appraises her. these are the means of entertainment now , he supposes. inconsequential wagers and fleeting encounters. maybe he wants this one to last a little longer. maybe he wants the payout to be a bit more meaningful. either way , he’s learned just how little control they have over damn near everything. ❛  if you’re right , drinks are on me. tonight.  ❜
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pcsitivibee · 4 years
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positivity for tempestbrought / pridcful : @tempestbrought / @pridcful is the bomb.
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