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Taylor has officially moved! She will be no longer active on this blog! If you wish to roleplay or continue following her, this is where she is now! Will keep this on a queue for a few days!

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Taylor has officially moved! She will be no longer active on this blog! If you wish to roleplay or continue following her, this is where she is now! Will keep this on a queue for a few days!

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Taylor has officially moved! She will be no longer active on this blog! If you wish to roleplay or continue following her, this is where she is now! Will keep this on a queue for a few days!

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Taylor has officially moved! She will be no longer active on this blog! If you wish to roleplay or continue following her, this is where she is now! Will keep this on a queue for a few days!

[archivedxroaming-agent]

Taylor has officially moved! She will be no longer active on this blog! If you wish to roleplay or continue following her, this is where she is now! Will keep this on a queue for a few days!

[archivedxroaming-agent]

Taylor has officially moved! She will be no longer active on this blog! If you wish to roleplay or continue following her, this is where she is now! Will keep this on a queue for a few days!

[archivedxroaming-agent]

Taylor has officially moved! She will be no longer active on this blog! If you wish to roleplay or continue following her, this is where she is now! Will keep this on a queue for a few days!

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After the past four years, I think it’s time for me to put my precious little witch elsewhere. But to do so, I need a new URL, and thus I came up with a few that I think people may like.

If you could please help me with this poll, I’d be very appreciative. The sooner I archive this blog and move Taylor elsewhere, I think the happier I’ll be.

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                                           I am flesh                                                 And I am bone                                                          All rise

                                                     ting ting!

                                                          Like glitter and gold!

Pri.Sel. D//BH RP Feat. Connor (RK800) Cassius (RK900) And Corwin (RK800 -60) Penned by: Hardy!

Please read rules before interaction!

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“I want this baby out of me already,” Taylor groaned. “She’s not even born yet and she’s testing my patience.”

At the offer of calming the baby down, she looked back at Dean with her own pout. “I think she likes you better anyway.”

"Your kid keeps kicking me," Taylor mumbled into Dean's shoulder, her swollen stomach in between them. "Tell her to knock it off. I need my beauty sleep."

“You’re beautiful with or without sleep,” Dean countered, grinning slightly. “Don’t worry, she’s just figuring out in advance how to use those little legs to run all over the place and raise hell. She’s her mother’s daughter, after all.”

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“Hey, I can be tired and smart at the same time,” she grumbled. “Asshole.” She poked him in the shoulder before rolling over with a slight groan. Damn her new center of gravity, always getting on her nerves. The baby didn’t seem to like it either, because she felt the next kick near her lower back.

"Your kid keeps kicking me," Taylor mumbled into Dean's shoulder, her swollen stomach in between them. "Tell her to knock it off. I need my beauty sleep."

“You’re beautiful with or without sleep,” Dean countered, grinning slightly. “Don’t worry, she’s just figuring out in advance how to use those little legs to run all over the place and raise hell. She’s her mother’s daughter, after all.”

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“Don’t go blaming you?” she repeated. “Uh, buddy, can’t believe I have to explain this to you, but this kid is definitely half of you. It usually takes two to have a kid, remember?”

As if to punctuate her point, the baby kicked again, hard enough for them both to feel it, and Taylor huffed. “If she doesn’t go for soccer in her later years, I’m gonna be disappointed.”

"Your kid keeps kicking me," Taylor mumbled into Dean's shoulder, her swollen stomach in between them. "Tell her to knock it off. I need my beauty sleep."

“You’re beautiful with or without sleep,” Dean countered, grinning slightly. “Don’t worry, she’s just figuring out in advance how to use those little legs to run all over the place and raise hell. She’s her mother’s daughter, after all.”

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“I’m seven months pregnant, you’re supposed to be on my side,” she whined a little. “Besides, the whole ‘raising hell’ thing, that’s all Winchester. My version of raising hell was just causin’ some trouble.”

She opened one eye then, giving Dean a sly look. “Your version of raising hell would be actually raising Hell.”

"Your kid keeps kicking me," Taylor mumbled into Dean's shoulder, her swollen stomach in between them. "Tell her to knock it off. I need my beauty sleep."

“You’re beautiful with or without sleep,” Dean countered, grinning slightly. “Don’t worry, she’s just figuring out in advance how to use those little legs to run all over the place and raise hell. She’s her mother’s daughter, after all.”

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Me: Taylor grew up in the foster care system and thus becomes quickly attached to those who show her kindness.

@imthelcstprincess: Taylor and Rapunzels are sisters now.

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Timing is Everything // minxchester

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It was supposed to be a simple drive home. Taylor was nearing her due date, and Dean had wanted to spoil her with one last vacation to the nearest beach. Sand, sun and ocean, all beautiful and perfect down to the last moment. But now it was late at night and Dean was driving them home, as Taylor slept in the backseat.

Except when she awoke, it was to a rather painful pressure in her lower gut, and her jeans felt soaked and sticky. For a brief moment, she wondered if the baby pressing on her bladder had finally become too much for her, but she couldn’t remember drinking anything heavily caffeinated in the last few days.

It wasn’t until she actually reached down and touched the liquid, that she suddenly realized what had happened, and her eyes widened in horror.

“Uh... Dean?” She looked up to catch his eye in the rearview mirror. “Don’t freak. But I think my water broke.”

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Humans feared the dark since the beginning of time. It symbolized danger, hidden in the shadows. It symbolized being lost, unable to find your way home. It symbolized evil, to the very roots. You don’t know what lurks in the dark.

Background:

Taylor Borelli was kidnapped at a young age by a demented doctor who was convinced that he could mutate certain genes in order to bring out some kind of super power in some individuals. She spent years in an underground bunker, abused by the doctor and by the other hostages who took out their anger and frustration out on each other. Survival of the fittest was meant in the most literal sense here.

When she was fifteen, Taylor’s powers finally began to develop, but she tried to keep them a secret, not wanting to be hurt further. But as time went on, and the abuse got worse, she finally summoned her abilities and brought the bunker into eternal darkness, cloaking herself in the shadows to murder each and every person she found. Eventually she clawed her way to freedom, drenched in blood, driven mad by her power and eager for more chaos.

Goal:

Taylor doesn’t want to be controlled anymore. She loathes people who had a better safer life than she ever had, filled with envy of what she thought she deserved. Taking over the world, fitting it into her image, that’s one major goal of hers, and she can even recruit a few wayward souls to her cause.

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“Kansas works,” she replied, offering another smile. “It’s nice to meet you Sam. I’m Taylor.”

She grabbed her knapsack and quickly hopped into the passenger side seat, buckling herself up in the process. Once Sam started driving again, she looked around her things just to double check didn’t leave anything behind, before setting the knapsack at her feet and settling in for the ride.

“So do you live in Kansas?” she asked curiously, watching the view pass by.

Wait Here for the Sunrise // my-malleable-muse