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"Do you like working for him?" Tallulah asked, it was their positions that now placed them in closer proximity so for that she was thankful but she did hope for his happiness. "Hours? I do not think you would wish to be stuck with me for so long."

Her jaw tensed slightly and she blinked away the memories of it. "He was." She said softly before looking to him. "You have no reason to be sorry. You're not your family." Podrick didn't seem to have a bad bone in his body.

"I will endure. The sight was horrid, but- my Lady's cries are what haunt me most. She deserves far better than the world is giving her.."

Podrick nodded. "That is more than fine. Lord Tyrion is not needing my service at the moment." He said with a nod. "So for the next few hours or so I am all yours." The squire told her softly.

"I am sorry about Lord Stark." He whispered. "He was a good man from what I have heard. I am also sorry that it was someone from my family who did it." He didn't really know the Executioner. The man was a distant cousin of his but they never even spoke.

"I am sorry you had to see it. Are you alright?"

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"I confess I did. I do hope that is alright.." She smiled. A free moment was rare, not that she minded - her life was gladly dedicated to her lady but Tallulah did enjoy the chance to speak to the squire. "I do believe we are safe. Unless you say something." She eyed him with a knowing smirk.

"If only the world was as simple as getting to be with the one your heart truly desires. That is not the luxury we receive." She frowned. Her romantic fate rested in the hands of the Queen Mother, or soon to be Margaery.

"Oh did you now?" The squire asked with a grin. "Be careful, My lady. Lord Varys has little birds everywhere. If one should hear you speaking such things about the King and his family." Podrick rolled his eyes. He did not much care for the Lannisters, except for Lord Tyrion.

"She will not be happy with him. We both know that. Her heart belongs to another. I think it has for a long time too. Before she even came here."

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"I know so." Poppy nodded. He was brave, he was kind and he was skilled. He would be amazing as a Knight. The way he said her name made the fairy shiver, shimmer running up the marks on her skin. "In that case, take all you want, my love." She laughed softly. His touch was welcomed with contented home and another shimmer, her body instinctively moving closer.

Brows furrowed slightly. But of course they were gossiping, it was what bonded them together outside of blood. "You would fight for me?" Her expression softened. "There have been few that asked for my hand. I do my best to run them off." Her hands rested against his chest gently, "but there could be a thousands more and my choice remains the same. You. You are who I wish to be with. Titles do not matter to me, what matters is you."

"You think so?" Sebastian smiled. "I do know your name. Poppy." He whispered in her hear. "It is fitting. You are like a drug to me. I cannot get enough." He grinned, his hands slipping into the slits in the back of her dress that allowed her wings to come out. His fingers brushed again the marks gently.

"There's been talk. I overheard your cousin Ivy talking to Sissy about betrothals and such. I wonder. Have your parents made any plans for you? I will fight for you. Just like my father did for my mother. I know I'm not a lord or a prince but what I feel for you is real."

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let me take your hand, i'll make it right

independent multimuses ft. gracie mercer & jehan legume. as penned & cherished by pluto & nicky.

i swear to love you all my life

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What. The. Actual. Hell. Zeppelin could practically feel her blood pressure rising by the second. But she couldn’t freak out on them. Not with that look in Lottie’s eyes that made her both uneasy and concerned. But she was silently cursing Jackie's ghost for making her get involved with these girls again. “How very gracious of it not involving me. I’ll consider the blessing.” She nodded with a small smile. Is this what it was really like out there for them? She never pried, never listened to rumors but was it all true? It left a sinking feeling in her chest about the fate of their dear Captain. “Alright, not picky. Do I just stand off this way or-“ She shook her head and then her eyes narrowed in on Shauna, “hey are you alright?” She took a step towards Shauna, head tilted as she grabbed the other woman's chin. “Your pupils are blown out, well one of them. Doctor’s orders, can I borrow you for a second? I figure you gotta be alright to do- this..”

Shauna knew it was insane, knew they sounded insane, but she wasn't sure what the hell else she was supposed to do with Lottie standing right there. She was unpredictable right now, the image of her axing the frog researcher in the head when they were teens still lived in Shauna's brain, they'd already talked her out of poisoning them, she wasn't about to risk setting Lottie off. "It wants a sacrifice. One of us. Don't worry, you don't have to be involved." She needed to pull Zeppelin to the side somehow, she needed to get the message across to her. "And well, yes, but apparently It's not very picky about that." She let out a forced laugh. She then looked Zeppelin directly in the eyes, trying to silently communicate with her that they needed to talk privately.

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「   RP MEME :  RANDOM DIALOGUE 2.0   」     * change pronouns as needed. based on this generator. 

‘ how about i take you home? ’

‘ who do you fight for? ’

‘ you can relax. we’re safe here.’ 

‘ are you threatening me? ’

‘ i told you to leave me out of this. ’

‘ i guess it runs in the family, huh? ’

‘ you’re leaving already? ’

‘ that sounds dangerous. i’m in!’ 

‘ what do you wish for? ’

‘ you look like you just saw a ghost.’ 

‘ don’t look at me like that. ’

‘ we can just sit here. we don’t have to talk.’ 

‘ you can’t get rid of me that easy. ’

‘ do you want something for the pain? ’

‘ can i have some cash? ’

‘ i know you’re dangerous, but i also know you won’t hurt me.’ 

‘ that’s quite a scratch you’ve got there.’ 

‘ when was the last time you slept? ’

‘ i know who you are. i know what you’ve done. ’

‘ you’re being followed. pretend you know me.’ 

‘ you never should’ve left. ’

‘ i think i’m getting sick. ’

‘ snap out of it! ’

‘ yes i killed them, but i did it for you.’ 

‘ don’t treat me like a child. ’

‘ how does it feel to be in love? ’

‘ surprised to run into you here. ’

‘ how many people have you killed? ’

‘ i didn’t want to come, but i need your help. ’

‘ i know i’m not the person you want, but i’m here. ’

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Aspyn liked this. Peace looked good on him, he deserved it and she’d do anything to keep that smile on his face. “You promise?” She asked playfully. She knew his words were true, he’d never lie to her. “A future by your side? That sounds like a dream. I’m looking forward to it..” She sighed contently, laying beside him to rest her head on his shoulder. “I love you.”

Jude leaned into Aspyn's touch. It felt safe and warm. "You're welcome and I promise to continue taking care of you for as long as I possible can. Which will be a very long time." He smiled and laid his head on his pillow. "I don't know what the future holds, but I really just want you to be there with me."

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"Kids is a generous word for what they are. Demons or monsters would be more accurate." Ronnie chuckled, "but they're my monsters. And if you can tune out non-English, you'll be alright. I am teaching them Spanish so we can talk behind their parents' backs." He grinned. He was all too proud of that, and more than proud of his kids. "Growing up to be our parents is boring. My father was a banker and my mother was a homemaker. Both of those sound like torture."

Ronnie took a breath of relief, "you're welcome." He nodded and gestured to the door, "shall we?"

"Well that's alright. I love kids. I would work as a camp counselor when I was younger. Mostly at art camps. Thought about teaching for a while, but both my parents teach and I have to be different." She laughed.

Aria took in a deep breath and nodded. "Right. Thank you." She said as she picked up her bag.

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the land

rhett abbott, outer range (s01e02)

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To say she wasn't terrified would be the biggest lie Zeppelin could ever to tell. She's been terrified since the plane started shaking and the shaking in her soul hasn't stopped since -- but she had to shove it down. People were looking to her, she seemed to be the only one with their head screwed on right and that was not a good sign. But it was their reality. Pissed as she had been at Shauna, that didn't stop the protective nature ingrained in her bones. Zeppelin would protect her and her baby, come hell or high water. "There is no can't, Shauna." Zeppelin said firmly. "I'm Zeppelin, have you ever seen me not able to do something?" The blonde reached out to brush the sweat bound bangs from her forehead. "You aren't going to die, he's not going to die. I promise." Icy eyes met hers, "okay? I need you to breathe for me. Deep breaths, I need your heart rate down, can you help me do that?"

@definitioncfcursed asked: i promised them i'd keep you safe. ( shauna + zeppelin )

( dramatic & protective relationship prompts )

the pain shauna was in was the worst pain she'd ever felt in her life, excruciating in a way she couldn't even begin to describe. tears leaked from her eyes, she was covered in a sheen of sweat. she could feel jackie on one side of her, holding her hand and whispering encouraging things in her ear. she looked to zeppelin now as the blonde's words registered in her ears, swallowing heavily. "but - but what if you can't?" a deep fear was set in her bones and she was more afraid than she could ever remember being. mari's words sprang to her mind. "i - i don't want to die, zeppelin. please don't let me die. please don't let him die."

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He appreciated honesty. It was becoming too rare in his line of work, people too scared to potentially get on the bad side of a superstar. Too busy blowing smoke up his ass — he needed something real. A blunt stranger’s opinion would work.

“A writer? What do you write?” He knew the focus was on his shitty song but Oz was still intrigued. Creative types made good company. “Well I definitely ain’t feelin’ like goin’ to a house party and fallin’ in love.” He admitted, “label wants it. 'Country song of the summer' it’s supposed to be.” He sighed. “Right now I’m feelin’ stuck. Like a fun house mirror maze at a carnival.”

"I trust me I will be." She was good at being blunt. Aria leaned forwards and listened to him play. He was good, but he seemed to be blocked. It happened to the best. She'd experienced writers block too many times to count.

She got up when he stopped and pulled a chair over to sit closer. "No it's good, I just think there is something missing." She said softly. "I'm a writer. When I'm stuck, I try and think about what I'm feeling in the moment. Whatever it is I try and fit that in. Maybe try that. What are you feeling right now?"

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Oh my god, they’ve lost it. And that was coming from the woman being haunted by Jackie. It, the wilderness, a hunt, all of it. All of it was insane and she had just helped them get rid of a body. Brows furrowed as she looked at Shauna’s expression, like the woman wanted to crawl out of her own skin. “You’re right, I don’t understand.” Her hands placed on her hips. “And what does it want exactly? It can’t seriously want you to do this- this isn’t even out there in the woods as you said.” Level head, Zeppelin, keep a level head cause you’re dealing with lunatics.

@definitioncfcursed asked: are you kidding me? who decided this? ( shauna + zeppelin )

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"we - we did." shauna responded with a slightly strained smile. "we have to give it what it wants. we have to do this." and she kind of hated herself for even saying that, even if she was just playing along, it made her cringe internally. but lottie was smiling with an approving nod, so she supposed a win was a win. she needed to figure out a way to communicate to zeppelin that it was all just a ruse to appease lottie until the psyche team got there. "you wouldn't understand, you weren't out there with us."

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"They're acting like cunts." Zeppelin reiterated with a smirk to try to bring some levity. Her eyes nearly rolled out of her head at Jackie's protests. Jackie could be as stubborn as she wanted, Zeppelin was here to match that energy. "What does it look like I'm doing? I am sitting at the campfire beside my friend." The blonde smirked. The captain's insistence and rambling was amusing, and only further proved her right. "Don't need to what? Freeze? You're right we both don't need to, neither of us need to." She crossed her arms. "If you're fine then it's fine for me to be out here too."

"Yeah, you can say that again." Jackie said with a scoff in response to the blonde's comment about the others acting like cunts, but that was the only response she gave. She continued to pointedly ignore Zeppelin and her presence ... until the other girl wedged herself down beside her and Jackie finally tore her eyes away from the fire to look at her in shock. "Wait, no, what the hell? What are you doing?" She questioned, tone almost incredulous. "It's too fucking cold out here, go back inside. We both don't need to ..." She shook her head before she could finish that sentence. "I - I'll be fine."

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To say that Zeppelin was angry would be an understatement. She was furious; furious at Shauna for what she did, furious at the others for their dogpile and right now furious at Jackie for being so stubborn. Like hell she was going to let her sleep out here all night, it was freezing and the fire was barely embers and who knew what else lurked in the woods. “Well I really don’t give a shit what the others prefer, they’re acting like cunts.” Zeppelin argued. “I know you’re hurt, and pissed and you’re right to be. But don’t be stupid.” She tried to meet her eyes to no avail. “Fine. Scoot over.” She wedged herself beside the other. “We’ll do it together.”

@definitioncfcursed asked: we have to get inside right now. ( jackie + zeppelin )

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"why?" jackie's tone came out harsh, cold, bitter. "so i can be humiliated again? locked in a fucking closet or whatever? be reminded the person who was supposed to be my best friend hates me?" she let out a little scoff. "no thanks. besides, they've made it very clear they prefer me out here." she was well aware of the fact that the temperature was dropping, it was getting colder and colder out and her sad attempt at a fire likely wouldn't keep her warm for long, but ... she couldn't bring herself to care. she purposefully looked away from zeppelin's gaze, jaw set, staring at the 'fire' in front of her.

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BASIC INFORMATION

FULL NAME: oswald felix lapin NICKNAME(S): oz, ozzie TITLE: mister OCCUPATION: musician. AGE: thirty two years old DATE OF BIRTH: january twenty-ninth NATIONALITY: american. ORIENTATION: heterosexual/heteromantic PRONOUNS: he/him RELIGION: raised christian, kinda agnostic kinda not kinda doesn't care. SPECIES: human

PHYSICAL INFORMATION

FACE CLAIM: lew.is pull.man HEIGHT: six feet WEIGHT:  168 lbs. EYE COLOUR: blue HAIR COLOUR + STYLE: light brown, slightly shaggy curls DOMINANT HAND: right DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: his eyes ACCENT + INTENSITY: montana accent TATTOO(S): horseshoe (inner right bicep) SCAR(S): on his chest from heart surgery as a kid. PIERCING(S): ears (first) GLASSES: wears contacts.

PERSONALITY INFORMATION

ENNEA TYPE: the loyalist, type 6 MORAL ALIGNMENT: true neutral TEMPERAMENT: phlegmatic. ANGER depends on the situation. he's usually cool under pressure until someone else is made uncomfortable or somebody escalates the situation for him. APPROACHABILITY: pretty approachable. INTELLIGENCE TYPE: musical NEURODIVERGENCE(S) panic disorder.

BACKGROUND INFORMATION

HOMETOWN: dillon, montana CURRENT RESIDENCE: nomadic.

LANGUAGE(S): english SOCIAL CLASS: upper class (now), working class (growing up) BASIC EDUCATION: high school graduate COLLEGE EDUCATION: none, he didn't go to college DEGREE(s) none

PARENT #1 eden lapin (mother) PARENT #2 cooper lapin (father) † SIBLING(S) isla, paisley, harper (younger sisters) CHILD(REN) none. PET(S) birdy (golden retriever, she's a medical alert dog) ADOPTED? no.

VICES + HABITS

SMOKES? trying to quit. DRINKS? a beer or two DRUGS? none. VIOLENT? if defending someone, yes ADDICTION(S) nicotine. SELF-DESTRUCTIVE? sometimes. HABIT(S) gum chewing HOBBIES: skateboarding, hiking, drawing, reading, music LIKES: the outdoors, country music, dr.pepper, halloween, theatre DISLIKES: closed in spaces, bees (allergic), dinosaur movies or any dinosaurs, cold weather, obnoxious or rude people, sweet tea NERVOUS TIC(S) he chews on his skin around his nails and talks to himself.

MISCELLANEOUS INFORMATION

HOUSE: hufflepuff. ZODIAC: aquarius VICE: lust. VIRTUE: humility. ELEMENT: earth.

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FLIRTY STARTERS

Sentence starters that are flirty. Change pronouns as you see fit.

❛ Can I hold your hand, or is that too forward? ❜ ❛ I think your laugh might be my new favorite sound. ❜ ❛ You look beautiful in the morning light. ❜ ❛ I saved you the last piece, of course I did. ❜ ❛ I didn’t fall for you. I tripped… over your smile. ❜ ❛ Can I braid your hair? I’ve wanted to for ages. ❜ ❛ I was having a bad day until you showed up. ❜ ❛ I love how you say my name—makes it sound like poetry. ❜ ❛ You could be wearing a trash bag and still be the prettiest person in the room. ❜ ❛ I don’t know what we are, but I like it. A lot. ❜ ❛ You always smell like vanilla and danger. ❜ ❛ I want to kiss you, but I don’t want to mess up your lipstick. ❜ ❛ You’ve got stars in your eyes when you look at me. ❜ ❛ I’m not used to someone looking at me like you do. ❜ ❛ Stay. Please. Just a little longer. ❜ ❛ You remembered my favorite song? ❜ ❛ Your hoodie looks better on me. Just saying. ❜ ❛ I could listen to your voice all day. ❜ ❛ Come here. I wanna kiss your forehead. ❜ ❛ Your smile makes my whole day better. ❜ ❛ You’re blushing again. It’s adorable. ❜ ❛ You tuck your hair behind your ear every time I compliment you. ❜ ❛ You’re my favorite notification. ❜ ❛ I made you coffee the way you like it. ❜ ❛ You don’t have to say anything—I like just being with you. ❜ ❛ You always make the world feel a little softer. ❜ ❛ You’re so warm, I might never let go. ❜ ❛ I think I’m falling for you, and honestly, I’m not even scared. ❜ ❛ I didn’t think someone like you would ever look at me that way. ❜ ❛ I’m not flirting—I’m admiring. There’s a difference. ❜ ❛ Your laugh makes me want to do dumb things just to hear it again. ❜ ❛ This would be more romantic if my heart wasn’t trying to punch its way out of my chest. ❜ ❛ You keep making that face and I’m going to have to kiss it. ❜ ❛ You can scoot closer, I don’t bite. Unless you want me to. ❜ ❛ I had a dream about you last night. Want to guess what happened? ❜ ❛ I brought snacks and cuddles—pick your poison. ❜ ❛ You should wear that color more often. It brings out your eyes… and all my feelings. ❜ ❛ I don’t think I’ve ever felt more comfortable than I do around you. ❜ ❛ Can we stay like this? Just for a while? ❜ ❛ I like the way you touch me—gentle, like you actually care. ❜ ❛ You’re always the first person I want to tell when something good happens. ❜ ❛ I didn’t think this would happen, but I’m really glad it did. ❜ ❛ You’re the best part of my day, every day. ❜ ❛ You look good with your hair like that… but you’d look better next to me. ❜ ❛ You always make me feel like I’m enough. ❜ ❛ I want to memorize every little thing about you. ❜ ❛ Your hand fits so perfectly in mine, it’s not even fair. ❜ ❛ You’re trouble. Beautiful, irresistible trouble. ❜ ❛ You’re the only person who’s ever made me feel safe and excited at the same time. ❜ ❛ I could fall asleep to the sound of your heartbeat. ❜

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Oz was half prepared to be snubbed so he was thankful to be met with a pair of kind eyes and a smile, now he just had to make sure he didn't make the kind lady's ears bleed in return. "Alrighty, just a warnin' - it's country." She didn't look like a country music fan but he had to not judge books by covers. "I ain't gonna be offended if you hate it- just be honest."

He took a breath, strumming out the first few notes. He had the lyrics; something about a party and falling in love- but nothing substantial, nothing real. He stopped after a few moments. The pick reverbing against the strings. "Sorry."

Aria sat outside a coffee shop, reading and sipping her watered down iced chai. She was enjoying the soft strumming of the man's guitar. She looked up when he spoke, setting down her book. She smiled at him.

"Yeah sure. I love music." She said with a nod. Aria needed something to occupy her mind. "Let's hear it."