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“Look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.”

— William Shakespeare, Macbeth. (via insp0s)

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“Did you really think she was a tender flower you could trample upon, and damage her very soul? She is wildfire. And she is coming to devour you whole.”

— Nikita Gill (via meanwhilepoetry)

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mija was quick on her feet as she ran out of the store, still wearing the leather jacket with a security tag hanging off the side. after being caught trying to rip it off, she had no other choice but to run. turning the corner and nearly running into someone. her eyes met theirs for a moment before turning to look over her shoulder at the angry store clerk still looking for her. taking the persons hand and dragging them with her out of view, she held a finger up to her lips, “shh.” mija shushed with a small chuckle, letting go of their hand and giving it a few seconds, she finally spoke, “is she still there?” she asked with a raising an eyebrow. “and do you know how to get these damn things off?” she added, holding the corner of the jacket with the security tag still on it with a frustrated sigh.

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cashbake:

     “  hate to break it to ya’ hun,  ”  cash’s voice was raised for the patron to be able to hear him. in the other’s state, the volume of their voice might not be the biggest problem with the person’s understanding them.  “  last call was an hour ago.  ”

her eyes squinting in an attempt to stop from seeing double, though her efforts were only making her drunken state even more obvious. mija was rarely the one to get this drunk, but after snatching the credit card from the first person stupid enough to leave it on the bar, she was taking full advantage. elbow pressed to the bar, pointer finger sternly pointing towards the bottles behind them, she shook her head, “but the liquor is still there just calling my name. ‘mimi... drink meeee.’” she giggled after pitching her voice a bit higher as if the alcohol was speaking. “should i just come over there and make it myself? fuck it. move over, hotshot. i can get it myself,” she stated, already hopping onto the bar and swinging her legs over so that she was technically behind the bar. 

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heyooo! anna here with my wildcard, mija! she’s... a mess. but honestly? it’s my specialty. i’m kind of out of the loop for group rp as it’s been a few months since i was last in one, but i’m so happy to be here and can’t wait to plot and interact with you all. i have everything you need to know about mija HERE, and there are also links to her pinterest board and spotify playlist that i update occasionally. if any of you lovely humans would like to plot, hit that like button and i’ll slide into your DMs later tonight or tomorrow! (you’ll get a message from ashton’s blog, but you’ll get a message nonetheless)

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hongjiwu:

     “  why would you do that?  ”  jinwoo huffed dramatically.  “  why would you throw out my book?  ”

mija tilted her head to the side ever so slightly with the hint of a smirk on her lips. “shouldn’t the real question be why are you reading on a friday night? we could be out drinking, partying, stealing cars, or stealing hearts. so if you think i’m going to sit here and let you spend your night reading, then you’re wrong, my dear friend.” mija rambled, words flowing sweetly from her lips as she ended her sentence with an equally sweet smile. one that would suggest that her plans were far more innocent than they actually were. “so are you going to get up and follow along now, or do i need to try a different method?” she arched a brow as she spoke, expression making it difficult to tell if she was teasing or not.

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