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Digger spent his time quietly talking to their son, trying to figure out what name would be good for the boy. He of course had no idea what his name should be.
Soon he ended up sitting on the lazy boy in the corner, the newborn asleep on his chest, his hands making sure to support him as his eyes closed himself, having not slept for at least the 3 days prior due to working on the mission for Waller.
He hadn't realised just how exhausted he was until he finally drifted off.
The moment their child was in Diggers arms, Jenna knew she would have more children with him. At least another soon, this she was sure of, or maybe it was the last few hours of exhaustion catching up with her.
“I had a few ideas but he is also your child.” Jen replied, “I like Oliver or Alexander. George for a middle name…” she was not slightly struggling to keep her eyes open, exhaustion taking over her body and the stress from him nearly not making it at all.
“Mmm gonna have a nap… the nurses are outside.” She reminded, her eyes softly closing as she took in the sight of her love holding their baby.
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Why is it i have the need to write during work but when I finally have the time to write i can't.
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Final Destination: Bloodlines Prompts Pt 1
Oh my god, that was close.
Sweetie, you look like a million bucks.
Yep, everything happens for a reason.
So she wasn't dead?
He, uh, brought me back from the dead.
I'm really happy you could be here for this.
Don't wait for me.
Okay, just give me one little hint.
Hey, you said you like surprises.
If you wouldn't mind just stepping aside.
This night's turning into such a disaster.
It is perfect because I'm with you.
Hey, look, free champagne.
These past few years have been absolutely magical and that's because of you.
I'm the luckiest guy in the world.
You haven't said anything this entire time.
I saved a lot of lives that night. Lives that were never meant to be saved.
Did you say death came back?
He's a relentless son of a bitch.
Maybe it's fate's demented sense of humor.
What matters is that when the universe speaks you pay attention.
You still don't believe me?
I'm so sorry you had to go through that.
She said death was coming for our family.
I just didn't think she'd show up.
You're not even going to talk to her?
You don't remember her like I do.
The important thing is that you're here.
You're not talking about us, are you?
They're better off without me.
It's never too late for a second chance.
I don't think this is a good idea.
You know we got the spare room.
Stay away from that edge.
Why are we even here?
Death is coming for us because we were never supposed to exist.
What is wrong with you?
It's not, it's not a conspiracy theory.
I can't listen to this for one more minute.
I love you. But sometimes I really hate you.
And don't touch any of my liquor.
I hope you burn in hell.
It's inconsiderate.
Of course, hey, five-star review, yeah?
Like and subscribe and all the things.
He's not answering me.
Well, have you heard from him?
Uh, yeah, no, of course it's you.
I got branded. Sick, right?
No, you were blowing up my phone like a goddamn stalker.
You should be dead.
Because that would be fucking crazy.
Or maybe I'm invincible.
I'll take my chances.
Charbroiled by death, apparently.
Oh, NAME's tempted death again.
Stop doing that.
What's going to happen?
Honestly, we're so done with your garbage.
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Manny Montana...
Damn, i forgot how fucking hot he is.
And Anthony Ramos.
I've only just started this show and I think it's great. I dont care what people are saying.
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JOE KEERY as STEVE HARRINGTON STRANGER THINGS | 4.06 The Dive
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"Ain't no way this boys gonna have George as a name. " Digger said, he hated the name growing up and still did. It was why only certain people knew that it was his name and could call him that.
He also didn't want to be the boy's namesake. He deserved better than to be named after a criminal like himself., he wanted him to be better than that, to be like his mother. So he needed a good strong name.
"Have a good rest, we will be here when you wake." He said to her with a grin before looking down at his son. "He will be just fine with me."
The moment their child was in Diggers arms, Jenna knew she would have more children with him. At least another soon, this she was sure of, or maybe it was the last few hours of exhaustion catching up with her.
“I had a few ideas but he is also your child.” Jen replied, “I like Oliver or Alexander. George for a middle name…” she was not slightly struggling to keep her eyes open, exhaustion taking over her body and the stress from him nearly not making it at all.
“Mmm gonna have a nap… the nurses are outside.” She reminded, her eyes softly closing as she took in the sight of her love holding their baby.
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Not me going down a rabbit hole of Diggers family tree and now I want to write Owen Mercer.
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Digger knew he wouldnt have many moments with his son. Soon he would be locked back behind bars and Waller would have another thing to blackmail him with but he knew he would do anything for the little boy in his arm. It was love at first sight, just as it was with his mother.
He looked over at Jenna as she called his name. She was the only person that could get away with calling him George. He looked at her surprised when she asked about the name for the baby.
"I thought you'd already have that figured out." He had no idea what he could name him. He was never good with names but he knew it was to be something strong.
@wxrwounds
"That can't be fuckin' mine." Was the first thing out of his mouth as he saw the newborn babe in her arm, he was kicking himself for not being able to be there for the birth but Waller agreed to let him out for a night if he did a job for her. He had only just finished it when he got the call that she was in labour. He had rushed from the other side of the country.
"Ain't no way someone that cute came from these loins." He said soon after as he moved closer to the bed, his eyes never leaving the little bundle, who was sleeping peacefully away.
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@byrcnic asked:
give me your hand. let me look at it. / to anyone you like
Skylar held her hand close to her chest. She wanted to do something nice. Cooking him breakfast in bed as a thank you for everything he had done for her but it was her luck that the kitchen and her weren't friends and she ended up cutting her thumb open causing her to bleed everywhere. She hadnt been aware that he had awoken and heard her cursing in pain.
She turned around and looked at him, a small sheepish smile as she held out her hand to him.. "Its just a little cut, I'm fine really."
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@wartornagent
Angrboða knew she was been watched by the government. She was considered a potentially threat. Being a frost giant, the enemies of Asgards and Loki's ex-lover. She had no quarms with the Midgardians. She just wanted to live her life as quietly as possible.
As the door open and footsteps enter her shop, she didn't need to turn around to know who it was. "I am still not interested Mr Walker, you and you boss are wasting time."
Her voice was almost angelic, soft yet stern and it echoed around the small shop. She turned around and looked up at rugged man. "Unless you are here for a potion or tonics, then by all means come in."
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Colette knew when he was hurting. They were stuck in this life as the world went and moved on without them, and they would grow old and the ghost here would forever be young. Knowing that his best friend was making other friends on the other side of the world would be hard.
"Its ok, you are allowed to hurt, to be upset that life is moving on. But you have all of us and you have me and it's not like I have anywhere else to go." She joked and pressed a kiss to his cheek. She wouldnt want to be any where else because she would have never known Mapplethorpe if they didn't die here.
@coastercruushed
"So how was Chester?" Colette questioned as she walked over to him the next night. Having let him have the time with Violetta and in turn Chester over video chat. She knew he missed him and so after a quick hello she went off to do her own thing leaving them alone.
Of course as the sun rose, their night was over and she would have to wait to see him, it didnt take long to find him and sat down behind him, resting her head on his shoulder, wrapping her arms around him, chest pressed into his back.
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I'm in like a really good place atm.
So when I finish work in 40 minutes I am going to write..
Like I am actually super pumped to be writing again.
Let's do this.
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༘⋆。 where it hurts starters.
caretaker.
i'll stay until you fall asleep.
you're not a burden. not to me.
you don't have to act tough with me.
let me help.
if you need to cry, i'll look the other way.
you don't have to talk.
let me handle it, just for a minute.
rest, i'll watch over you.
i don't care if you think you're fine. i'm staying.
deep breaths.
just lean on me.
you're safe now, okay? just breathe.
i know it hurts. i'll sit here as long as it takes.
i'm not leaving until i know you're okay.
you don't need to hide.
let me take care of you this time.
shh. i'm right here.
you don't have to put on a smile for me.
i don't think less of you.
i'll be here when you wake up.
you're allowed to lean on me. that's what i'm here for.
you don't have to be okay.
scoot over, i'm not letting you sleep alone.
your hair's a mess. let me brush it.
don't apologize.
cared for.
i'm tired, that's all.
please don't go.
i don't know what i need.
you didn't need to come.
you shouldn't have to see me like this.
i hate feeling like this.
i was trying to push through. i think i made it worse.
this is so embarrassing.
can you just... stay a little longer?
i didn't think anyone would notice...
i'm not safe in my own head right now.
why are you being so gentle with me?
i don't want you to fix me.
today's just... one of the harder days.
i didn't know i needed to hear that.
can you stay? after i fall asleep?
sorry. i didn't mean to flinch.
i don't always know what's going to help.
this is the nicest anyone’s been to me all week.
i'm sorry. i know i'm a lot.
i don't even know why i'm crying...
i think i'm broken.
you didn't have to do all this for me.
i don't want to be a burden.
i didn't think anyone would stay.
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@klldare asked:
running their thumb over the others bottom lip slowly. / Barry & Violet
It had been far too long since she had been in Barry's arms. Her modeling career overseas, had taken off and she had been working non-stop. She was moving between Paris and Milan and just never had the time to return home but she made sure to keep in contact with Barry, texting and video calling, making sure their relationship didn't fizzle out.
She was lucky enough to get a couple months off and returned home, going straight to Barry's trailer rather then the home she grew up up. She was in his arms as soon as she saw him. They were just staring at each other when she felt his thumb run over her bottom lip.
"You know you can just kiss me." She whispered out , leaning up closer to him.
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Name: Frankie Bates
Age: 19+
Gender: Male (AFAB)
Sexuality: Homosexual
Hometown: Hawkins, Indiana
Occupation: Bartender
Family:
Mother - estranged
Father - estranged
Sister - Violet Banks - Strained relationship
Faceclaim: Elliot Fletcher
About:
The Bates were well known around Hawkins, very religious and very powerful. They had a lot of money and donated the community constantly. They had high hopes for their daughters, however that changed when Frankie (then known as Amelia), expressed that they were a boy. Of course they tried everything to stop them believing it. Telling him that he was a girl and always would be.
That was the end of their relationship. When old enough he moved in with his aunt on his father's side. She supported him through everything and even helped him with puberty blockers and starting on testosterone. He could be himself and he was finally happy.
Because of how everything happened, his relationship with Violet dwindled. Though in later years they have slowly begun to reconnect even if their relationship was still strained.
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Name: Violet Bates
Age: 19+
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Occupation: Fashion model
Hometown: Hawkins , Indiana
Family:
Mother
Father
Brother - Frankie Bates - Strained relationship.
Faceclaim: Vannya Jagnić
About:
Violet grew up thinking her life was perfect. She had a family who loved her, she had money and she was overall fairly liked. She easily got hired as an international model after high school and she was happy.
She didn't really understand what happened with her sister. They were Irish twins born 10 months apart and had always been the best of friends. She listened to her sibling when they talked about how they felt and was on her side until her parents ended up putting a divide between them.
When Frankie moved in with their aunt, she was allowed no contact with him. So she focused on schooling. She was a top student and cheerleader. She was warm and friendly to everyone, no matter their background because she had seen what happened when you pushed someone away like what happened with her brother. It was in the last couple years of high school that she reached out and apologised to him for everything and slowly their relationship began to grow once more even though it was strained.
She often comes back to Hawkins when she is on break from her modelling career. To spend time with her brother and visit friends and family.
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TW: animal abuse mention, murder in detail, bullying


Name: Avery Hart
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Occupation: Forensic Photographer/ Serial Killer.
Faceclaim: Rory Culkin
Personality: On the outside, he seems like a very nervous and anxious person, at first and then can become rather charming once he is close to someone but this is all an act as he is cold and manipulative on the inside.
About: (under cut due to trigger warnings)
Avery was always an outcast. He was always considered different to the kids. The way he thought about more obscured things compared to other children. While kids were obsessed with the latest animated movies, sports, toy, etc. He was facilitated by death and the human body.
His parents put him in therapy very quickly when he had killed the family cat and began to dissect it. He was diagnosed as a physchopath and he was given antipyschotics and went through alot of Cognitive Behavioural Therapy and on the outside he looked and acted like he was in control.
When he was a teenager he stopped taking his medications, feeling like they were numbing him to much. He learnt how to act and he was seen as any other teenager even if he was still an outcast.
It was his senior year when it happened, three of the popular cheerleaders decided to play a prank on him. One began to flirt with him, tease him and soon they went out on a date. He thought it was going good until they embrassed him in front of the whole school. The girls ended up recording him as he got naked ready to have sex with the girl he began to develop feeling for. The girls throwing a bucket fill of urine they had collected over him. They posted it all on social media and it spread through the school quickly.
His anger grew from the embrassement and within the next 6 months they were all dead. Each dying a different gruesome way. The first girl got cut open alive and straggled to death with her intestines, the second was hung up like a dead cow,neck slit open and blood drain out of her body to the floor below and the last had all her limbs chopped off while she was still alive to feel all the pain, dying due to blood lost.
He was questioned but never charged with anything. In fact he was let go.
Every year after, the same month and the same days, girls who looked exactly like them were murdered in the same fashion as those before them. 3 girls, 3 different days a year. He was never interviewed about these killings.
He became a forensic photographer often able to photograph his own crimes and work together with the detectives.
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