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#hollerwitch- hazel bell, a justified oc with horror/supernatural elements inspired by old gods of appalachia. with verses in tlou, fallout and various medical series. 21+ only. selective and mutuals only. penned by frog. ©

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ɪᴍ ᴀ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴᴛ ɪɢɴᴏʀᴇ

ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ, ꜱᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴛᴀʟꜱ ᴏɴʟʏ

ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʟᴇxɪᴇ

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but first, pull the string and i'll tell you that he runs

because he loves me!

independent & private & selective Cassie Howard from HBO Max's Euphoria anti sam levinson. featuring other verses from: the walking dead, riverdale, scream, stranger things ect.

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| | | | | | | | ( ... ) 𝑾𝑨𝑺 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑽𝑶𝑰𝑪𝑬? —— OR WAS THAT ME?

#𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥𝗖𝗨𝗥𝗦𝗘. a private and highly selective harold theopolis osborn, taken from the marvel universe and written as an original character. reimagined and headcanon driven. established in 2016 by alyssa.

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My whole fyp on tiktok rn is the 100 edits and politics and It's my fault.

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characters in the spotlight » john murphy : his wardrobe

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There was a mixture of familiar comfort and grief in the quiet hum of the corridors. What once was alive with the hustle and bustle of skaikru going about their daily rituals was now void of anything at all. The air is still, silent as he stands beside the commander with arms crossed and eyes locked on the dead planet beneath them. Everything was so grey now, so lifeless compared to what it once looked like before the 100 were sent to the ground. He could recall standing in front of these windows then and imagining what it would be like to smell the earth, to feel the sun on his skin and the breeze of fresh air. He's thinking of that now, but the longing is different now that he's actually experienced these things.

There's a half turn, eyeing her from over his shoulder when she speaks. "You think we'll ever have that again?" He begins, taking a step back and crouching down to plop his ass on the ground beside her, one leg bent, the other expanding towards the edge of the viewport. "You know ....a society? One that isn't hell bent on destroying itself and each other?" He might have been a little reckless and sneaky in his past but he was determined to stay alive. That didn't mean he didn't want to see peace between the clans, and their people as a whole. He just never had a real say in any of those matters. No one took the cockroach seriously.

A humorous chuckle escapes him, head tilting to the side and he nods. "Riiiight, you're just helping me because you're bored." He states, amused. "I feel like I'm the only one going bat shit crazy up here." He confesses, playing with a loose thread at the end of his sleeve. "I'm just glad someone's willing to take on the job of reigning me in, even if it is out of boredom." He continues, eyes falling to stare at the small thread in thought as he twists it between index and thumb. "I didn't realize just how much I was going to miss the ground."

Rogue One Sentence Starters // Accepting @liftedrelics sent: ‘ not used to people sticking around when things go bad. ‘ - Murphy

Of all people, the former commander would never have guessed she'd be having this conversation with John Murphy. The same loose canon who nearly got her killed and cost her the throne ( not that any of that matters anymore ). But here they are; gazing at the cosmos before them. They've had a number of deep talks by the viewports, always humbled by the vastness of space. Equally enlightening and terrifying to comprehend how small oneself is among the stars. Keeping track of the days here becomes more and more grueling. Never quite certain who the next person to spiral again is. It's a constant and VICIOUS cycle.

Early on, Leksa notices the snideness subsides some when Murphy expresses gratitude. It doesn't stay gone long, often times returning in the next sentence, but it's enough to prove he is SINCERE. She gives him a wry smile and hugs her arms tighter around her legs. " When we abandon one another, that is when we truly fail as a society. " The response is for him but also serves as reminder to herself. She thinks of those throughout the coalition cast out by their own. Her mind can't help but be aware of a particular Earthborn directly affected by stigma in their company. How the other has every right to hate her for not serving all of her people.

" And it's not like there's much else to do around here. " Comment is said to lighten the mood. Leksa maintains her deadpan a moment and then gauges his reaction before softening her features.

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@withguilt sent: remember, it's all for us. / raven @ john

The words repeated in his head over and over. He's trying to piece it together like a puzzle, trying to figure out the hidden meaning behind them because he didn't believe them no matter how hard he tried to. Head turns, side eyeing Raven with doubt. "Oh yeah?" He scoffs, eyes desperate to roll into the back of his head as he turns back to look at whatever contraption she's working on now.

"Maybe I don't want it to be for us. Maybe I'm sick and tired of it being 'all for us.' " He continues, crossing his arms over his chest in thought. "We keep saying that every time we have to justify killing others to save ourselves. Don't you ever get tired of it?"

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ELIZA KARDEL LOVES YOU TOO!!!!!! <3

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#same

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Preacher 2x04 | butterfly shirt :)

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A sigh of frustration is released, elbow dropping on the arm of the chair he was seated in casually and taps a single digit against his temple. It's not like vampires couldn't turn in to bats, it's just this this particular vampire couldn't turn in to a bat. Cassidy just wasn't willing to do what was necessary to become that powerful.

"Alright, alright I didn't mean to get snippy with ya." He responds, giving the witch a partial smile. "It's not like we cant cant ....It's just that I myself cant turn into a bat." He continues, moving to sit forward now, dropping both elbows to each knee and rubbing his hands together. "Met a vampire once who could do jus that, but he killed and ate his own kind to get that power and that's just not somethin' I'm willin to do."

@liftedrelics said: ❝I can’t turn into a bat, now stop asking.❞ - From Cassidy. @ Anyone you'd like to respond with. Open.

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               “Oh come now, don’t get so defensive.” The witch replied, doing her best to fight against the chuckle that wanted to leave lips, despite the fact that tone has the slightest bite. "I've met many creatures who can do various things, can't I be forgiven for trying to separate the myths from what's real?"

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@h0lyfilth sent: "Well, what do you think?" / theo & cassidy

It's about ten p.m. maybe? He's lifting his arm to check a watch that doesn't exist on the back of his wrist and confirms to himself that the night is still young. He's been mixing everything from cocaine to opiates to alcohol, and even a little rat poison he found under the kitchen sink. Actually ....he might have taken the whole box of that particular item and washed it down with some unmarked chemical he found alongside it.

He's a little tipsy, something he took was finally doing it's intended job and he knows it by the way he's sliding along the wall down the hallway towards the bedrooms. The Irishman doesn't exactly know where he's going but it's better than the overstimulated sounds of yelling, cheering, people talking over one another, and the music being so loud he could feel it in the vibration of the wall he was sliding forward against.

"Just like ....two more steps." He says out loud to encourage himself to make it to at least the closest door which he hopes has a large comfortable bed he can occupy and not a bath tub, although if a bathroom was the first place he wound up he would be willing to accept the inevitable fate of spending yet another night in the cold embrace of porcelain.

Fingers wrap around the doorknob and twist, stumbling into the door and tripping over his feet. Luckily, he's able to hold his upright posture and not fall face first into the pool of blood creeping it's way towards his feet. He's sobering up almost instantly and he locks eyes with another ......vampire. That's a vampire alright, and with a with a disappointed and defeated tone he asks "Aw, what in the hell you gotta go and do all this for then?"

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@hangtenn sent: oh, she's just going to place the sweetest, softest kiss to cassidy's cheek even giving a like 'mwuah' sound effect whenever she finally pulled away. she had to linger for a bit, you know, for the dramatic effect. she'll give him a little smirk, eyes heavy as she still stays close. "yer really sweet. appreciate you for walkin' with me. that guy was bein' a real creep," ( i remember you mentioned cassidy and i was like ooooh i gotta toss lenny at him make that vampires night )

If the vampire could blush, oh would he be blushing up a whole storm right now. Eyes are widening with surprise, mouth agape for only a moment before a long smile creeps across his face. "Oh, ....? - Well ...." He's stammering a little, caught off guard still by that sudden expression of affection.

"It was nothin' really, I can't just leave a young woman out here all by her lonesome with some creep hangin about ya know? There's real bad lads out there, just wouldn't be right." He's rambling on, lightly touching the spot of his cheek where she planted that kiss.