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gatecoeur · 4 years
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Arelette glanced down at Frank with the biggest grin that a bear’s face could manage. “Oh, I’ve heard it plenty of times. I’m a fucking delight to be around.”
She looked back at their view and raised her snout a little, taking two deep sniffs into the air. Satisfied that nothing alarming was tipping her off, she came back down on all fours, slowly reverting back into her usual form. 
“Nah, I was just making sure the coast was clear; bears can smell shit from 20 miles in the right conditions.”
The brunette reached down for her own bag and quickly slipped it over one shoulder, hoping down from the ledge she had been standing on.
“After you, old timer,” she joked.
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ablackwidowsbite · 5 years
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"is that my shirt?"
Send me “Is that my shirt?” for my muses reaction to getting caught wearing your muses shirt [Acccepting] 
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Karen smiled at him as she was making breakfast. “It was the first thing that I found. And I wanted to try and make it before you woke up. I can change into one of my shirts if you want it back.” She gave him a soft smile as she played with the ends of the shirt that went down to her upper thighs.” 
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altarsburning · 5 years
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@pxnishxr — from here.
he caught her off guard — she was moving away to finish folding the laundry in their room, a white basket at the end of their bed, but before she could get a single step away, she was hauled bodily off the floor. she laughed, collapsing on the bed with him, one hand moving to tug her marine wife t-shirt down over the band of black leggings. 
‘ two for one deal, huh? ‘
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witchblade-wielder · 5 years
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A young woman walking the streets alone was hardly a good idea. But Sara’s leather coat and jeans hid a toned body, exceedingly fit, and with the training to back it up. If that failed her, she always had her shield and her gun to dissuade all but the most persistent of immoral minds.
And if that failed, there was always her constant companion - the unearthly entity, the Witchblade. So when she realised she was being followed, Sara did not feel particularly bothered by the fact as she gradually came to a halt.
Unlike television and Hollywood’s rendition of the fairer sex, wearing heels whilst on the job was stupid and pointless. Instead, she sported a pair of well-worn sneakers that assisted her in chasing down anyone at a relatively fast pace - at least more so than your average joe.
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“If you’re going to try and mug me, please, by all means. I could use the amusement. Really.”
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jokesallaround · 6 years
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Help a Stranger (closed)
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Eva had just been taking a short cut through an alley when a man grabbed. Granted she wasn't in the best part of town, but this was where she worked. As the man grappled with her, trying to take what he wanted, she let out a scream for help. It was a long shot, she knew that. The people here weren't exactly known to get involved with stopping a crime.
Still if there was any chance that it might work, she had to take it. Another cry for help erupted from her lungs as she struggled, praying that someone, anyone, might save her from this man.
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tohaveforever · 6 years
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‘ mom, i can’t — no, frank just got back. i’m not.. ‘ she takes in a deep breath, the kind that forces her chest up, and down, fingers pinching the bridge of her nose. the kitchen is dark, the light above the sink the only glowing thing there, illuminating the space, and her.
‘ mama, listen. i know you wanna have this big dinner, but you gotta.. you — mom, listen! ‘ it comes out louder than she intended it too, teeth clenched, hoping she didn’t disturb frank in the living room, where he was probably napping with the television on.
‘ i will let you know. i promise. he wants to spend time with the babies — oh, for the love of god, don’t guilt me. ‘ her mother talked, too much.
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abbyissharp-archive · 6 years
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@pxnishxr || continued from x
He was about to contradict her, saying the blood wasn’t his. But almost immediately as she had made him aware of the fact, he could feel the warmth and stickiness of the blood on his skin and seeping through his shirt.
“Shit..”
Immediately Frank stopped to check the wound, peeling back his blood soaked shirt to get a closer look, the cause of the blood seeming to be a knife wound.
“..shit!”
Before he even checked to see if her statement was true, she was digging around in her bag. She kept a makeshift first aid kit due to her clumsiness. Abby would worry about her own injuries when she got home. He obviously needed the stuff more than she did. “Here,” she started taking out something to at least try to stop the bleeding. “It isn’t much, but it’s what I got right now.”
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gatecoeur · 5 years
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🌟 (ask and you shall receive)
{ Send me a 🌟 and I’ll give you five thread ideas involving our muses! }{ @pxnishxr }
OH BOY, HERE WE GO.
That one thread where Frank’s a monster hunter and Arrie is a monster herself and they team up? I think about it like..... A lot. Cuz they could totally teach each other that they’ve got humanity??? Like ugh yes fuck me up with that shit
Arelette and Frank sparring. That’d be interesting. Tho let’s be honest, even with Arrie’s extensive martial arts background, Frank would probably put her on her ass more than the vice versa just cuz he’s got more practical experience than her, but he’ll never admit out loud that she’s actually pretty damn good.
Frank teaching Arrie how to use a gun. Maybe even in like a hunting scenario, where he convinces her to “hunt like a human” for once
One comforting the other after waking up from a particularly bad and/or fucked up nightmare. It’d probably involve going out for some late night food, if Arrie’s the one that had the nightmare.
Just Arrie dragging Frank around to do some fun things for once in his life? Her being a silly kid around him while he just laughs at her??? Like I said in that one post, I want her to convince him to do some office chair jousting SO BADLY 
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ablackwidowsbite · 5 years
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Frank and Karen || Closed
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Karen was taking her lunch break outside in the park. She was just observing people between looking at files that she needed for the next story. Things had gotten quiet for a while. And it almost felt like they were just giving her fluff piece and she knew there was something out there that was greater than what she was given. She took a bite of her sandwich when she felt someone sit down on the other side of the bench. Not quite next to her but it did feel like there was a reason that they sat down next to her. Glancing up to get a better look at the person. 
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altarsburning · 5 years
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@pxnishxr — from here.
‘ yeah? ‘ she’s never quite sure — she knows frank has bad dreams, ones that sometimes wake her up, but she never pushes, never asks. she doesn’t want him to think about over there if he doesn’t have to. 
she leaned into him, thankful for his warmth, his closeness, and she wrapped her arms around his torso. ‘ it’s good for you to be home. i know you’re gonna eventually get on my nerves, ‘ she teased, leaning up to press a kiss to his jaw, playful, ‘ but really, i’m glad you’re here. ‘
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nctenoughtime · 7 years
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Maria was irritated, certainly ready to scold Frank for somehow managing to be here late and now apparently forgetting his keys. “Frank Casteglione I cannt believe the pair you must ha-” Her voice could be heard through the closed door, but the anger in her voice quickly washed away when she saw the state he was in. “What happened?” Maria asked, sounding breathless.
A hand reached out, grabbing him by his jacket and pulling him inside. Once the door was closed she instantly began her assesment. Get warm water and a clean towel to clean off the blood, ice for his nose which certainly looked broken yet again, bandages, alcohol, hopefully nothing would call for a visit to the ER but even then she probably had to remember where she left the stupid insurance cards. 
“Come on just- let’s get you to the bathroom.” She fished her phone out of her pocket and put it in his hand. “Call my dad and tell him we won’t be able to meet him, I have to get some things from the kithcen. Tell him- fuck I don’t know, whatever lame excuse. That I- that I started throwing up or something, he’ll believe it.”
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microchipspook-blog · 6 years
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Frank gave a quick glance around and agreed that where they were wasn’t a safe place to have this conversation, too many ears and too many unknowns. Frank flipped up his hood and got to his feet, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jacket as he moved away, he didn’t look back, he knew David would be right behind him.
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As Frank walked away, he followed.  They stopped a few blocks away, standing in front of a trashcan fire, other men all around them but he felt safer then before knowing most of them weren’t even paying attention to them.
“We’re in some deep shit this time, Frank and it’s going to take a few down with us if we don’t get ahead of what’s coming.  I know--- well--- fuck--- what do you want to do.  This is above me now because their coming straight for us and I’ve put all I’ve got out in front of it, held it away as long as I can.”
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finallymytimea · 6 years
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[text: Jones] you want to maybe try dragging your ass out of the bottom of that bottle and tell me what the fuck you’re talking about?
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[ txt; Rambo ] You want to try looking out your goddamn window and tell me why this guy tried to beat my ass when I got here? I’m tired of wading through your shit.
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liisacastle · 6 years
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pxnishxr replied to your post “.”
It’s officially my tag for him. I regret nothing.
gOOD. I 1000% support this tag. 
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