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coffs

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She sighs, finally pulling her hands away, standing up to wash the blood that had rubbed off her hands before going into her bag and pulling out a few vials. Her bedside manner left something to be desired – they’re just lucky she didn’t put them fully to sleep this time around – but let no one say she didn’t do a thorough job.

“I can admit it, which is why I’m giving you these. One will dull the pain better than whatever you can grab at the drugstore, the other is a bit of insurance to keep your blood clear if any silver did manage to poison too deeply.” She sat back down, lifting her shoulders in a shrug. “Can’t have anyone getting rid of me so easily. And it would seriously cut down my jewelry collection, which would be a pity.”

        >> 🌟 <<             THE INCUBUS GAVE A GLANCE    to the vials and withheld a comment that sat on the tip of their tongue    ;    they tried not to think it either but,    alas,   they couldn’t keep it shut down.    their thought process snarked out a possibility of being    poisoned    by the sorceress.    they didn’t have the best regard with each other after all.

           ❝           AH    .  .   MUCH THANKS    yennefer.    it is frustrating,    there’s so much silver  everywhere    these days.   it’s overwhelming.        ❞        they sigh,    taking the vials off her hands to sniff and then    DRINKING THEM DOWN.

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“Wouldn’t be a slap-dash job like this, that’s for sure.” Her focus pulled away from the wound for a moment to flash them a look. Admitting that she suffered meant admitting that they got to her, though she supposed she could take comfort in the fact that she knew she got to them as well. “Well, as far as I can tell, it doesn’t seem like anything was left behind, so we’ll just get this healed over. You may have to learn to take it easy for a day or two, though.”

         >> 🌟 <<               A SOFT GRUNT    left the half    -    incubus as they,    instead of talking per usual,    clenched their eyes shut.   the    burn    of silver was not something they enjoyed at all    (    who would    !?    )    and it took much out of them to keep themselves settled and still for yennefer.            ❝           TH    -    THAT’S FINE    .  .    just as long as nothing was left behind.    and,   for once,   i won’t be complaining tonight.          ❞          

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ok i'll bite. *just starts fucking biting you*

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AVAN JOGIA -FIRST TIMES WITH BUZZFEED (2019)

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Her lips press tightly together, only just containing the snide laughter that threatens to escape at their whine. Granted, she knows firsthand that a stab to the side isn’t a pleasant experience, but she can’t remember whining maybe she just chooses not to.

She presses her hands over the wound, murmuring quietly in elder to help start the healing process. “If this is how you take a stabbing, I’d hate to see how you take a poisoning. Though I can’t say I’d be opposed to hearing you thank me again.”

          >> 🌟 <<              SHE’S TRYING NOT TO LAUGH    at them    ;   how rude.   at least she doesn’t    actually    laugh at them.    they’d take that less easily but thankfully for her they weren’t wholly in the mood to    snark   at her for what they could see    FOR STARTERS.

EYES ROLL    as they gave the sorceress a look,   a slightly haggard sigh leaving the half incubus a moment later.            ❝           COME NOW,   YOU’VE    got to admit that getting hurt like this does hurt    ------------    you    on the other hand aren’t harmed by silver like i am and thus    forgive me    for being uncomfortable.         ❞        they grimace,    closing an eye as a shaky breath expels from them.    she better not get    USED TO IT.

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         >> 🌟 <<              THEY SCOFF,    LIPS PURSING    as they glance down at the pole that they gripped tight in one hand.    they   did   know what a mop was but it never meant that they’d used one before.    they hadn’t a reason too    !!

            ❝           I’M NOT   THAT   stupid,    yennefer.    i know what a mop is but i’ve never used one myself before    ----------    i haven’t had to.          ❞              they grumble,    rolling their eyes as they awkwardly shift to move the pole under their arm to fix the sleeve of their jacket to roll up somewhat so it    WOULDN’T GET MESSY.

THE MESS THAT THEY    were trying to clean was the    wine    that was spilled upon the realization that yennefer was even in the house to begin with,    a huff leaving them as she spoke further.            ❝          I WOULDN’T DARE    ask as you’d no doubt decline to help or go to task with manual labour.           ❞            they retort,    standing with the mop in grasp still trying to figure how to get    THE STAIN    out of the carpet.

           ❝          THIS    ISN’T    DIRT THOUGH    -----------    gods    .  .    can’t you just magic it away or something    ??           ❞            

(   @rozpustnik​​   )     :       ❛❛  darling, how does this work again?   ❜❜ (  its a mop ; @ yen )

❛❛ surely you know what a mop is, dandelion. ❜❜ he suspiciously appeared not to, tanned features contorted into an expression of confusion and bewilderment as he held up the broom. the sorceress closed the book nestled in her lap with a loud thud, looking up through her black lashes.

❛❛  do you expect me to show you how? ❜❜ her violet eyes narrowed at the mess made on the carpet : fluids she’d rather not further identify (  admittedly, one reeked similar to wine and beer ) spread on the floor, mingled with the residues of his herbs.

yennefer pondered on the task, scrutinizing her nails indifferently. ❛❛  you are to wipe away the dirt. i’m not your housekeeper, dandelion, nor will i take the mop into my own hands and remove your mess. ❜

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          >> 🌟 <<                         ❝           YOU KNOW HOW    not so great    i am at all of this,  darling one but    .  .   how about this    -----------    since its your birthday i’ll take you anywhere you want.   anything you want    within reason    you can have.          ❞

@koblod​ gets this uwu

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alcohol abuse.  amnesia.  anxiety.  appetite loss.  binge eating.  co - dependence. cynicism.  defensiveness.  denial.  depersonalization.  depression.  derealization. devaluation.  displacement.  dissociation.  drug abuse.  dysphoria.  emotional detachment. flashbacks. flat affect.   guilt.   hallucinations.  hypersomnia.  hypervigilance.  hypochondria. idealization.  insomnia.   intellectualization.  introjection. isolation. low self-esteem. narcissism.  night terrors.  obsessive compulsion.  overeating.  panic attacks.  passive aggression. paranoia.  phobias.   projection.   psychosis.   rationalization.  regression.    repression.    restrictive eating.  risky sex.  self - harm.  somatization.  splitting.    sublimation.  suicidal ideation.  sleepwalking.  suppression.  thousand - yard stare.  triggers.  trust issues.  violence.  whiplash temper.

tagged by:   i stole dis from @femvoir​ tagging:   steal    and tag me

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TAYLOR  SWIFT  LYRICS  MEME  :  FOLKLORE  (  2020  ).

part  four  (  one,  two,  three,  five  )     /     change  pronouns  as  desired  !

𝐌𝐀𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍.

what  did  you  think  i’d  say  to  that  ?

does  a  scorpion  sting  when  fighting  back  ?

they  strike  to  kill  and  you  know  i  will.

you  know  i  will.

what  do  you  sing  on  your  drive  home  ?

do  you  see  my  face  in  the  neighbor’s  lawn  ?

does  she  smile  ?

does  she  mouth  ‘  fuck  you  forever  ’  ?

every  time  you  call  me  crazy,  i  get  more  crazy.

what  about  that  ?

when  you  say  i  seem  angry,  i  get  more  angry.

there’s  nothing  like  a  mad  woman.

what  a  shame  she  went  mad.

no  one  likes  a  mad  woman.

you  made  her  like  that.

you’ll  poke  the  bear  till  her  claws  come  out.

you  find  something  to  wrap  your  noose  around.

now  i  breath  flames  each  time  i  talk.

move  on.

you  know  i  won’t.

it’s  obvious  that  wanting  me  dead  has  really  brought  you  two  together.

i’m  taking  my  time.

you  took  everything  from  me.

𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐘.

keep  your  helmet.

keep  your  life,  son.

just  a  flesh  wound.

here’s  your  rifle.

i  think  he’s  bleeding  out.

some  things  you  just  can’t  speak  about.

i  think  she’s  crashing  out.

only  twenty  minutes  to  sleep.

you  dream  of  some  epiphany.

just  one  single  glimpse  of  relief.

make  some  sense  of  what  you’ve  seen.

𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘.

i  won’t  make  assumptions  about  why  you  switched  your  homeroom.

i  think  it’s  ‘cause  of  me.

one  time  i  was  riding  on  my  skateboard  when  i  passed  your  house.

it’s  like  i  couldn’t  breathe.

you  heard  the  rumors.

you  can’t  believe  a  word  she  says.

this  time  it  was  true.

the  worst  thing i  ever  did  was  what  i  did  to  you.

if  i  just  showed  up  at  your  party,  would  you  have  me  ?

would  you  want  me  ?

would  you  tell  me  to  go  fuck  myself,  or  lead  me  to  the  garden  ?

would  you  trust  me  if  i  told  you  it  was  just  a  summer  thing  ?

i  don’t  know  anything,  but  i  know  i  miss  you.

i  know  where  it  all  went  wrong.

your  favorite  song  was  playing  from  the  far  side  of  the  gym.

i  was  nowhere  to  be  found.

i  hate  the  crowds.

you  know  that.

i  saw  you  dance  with  him.

i  was  walking  home  on  broken  cobblestones.

get  in,  let’s  drive.

i  dreamt  of  you  all  summer  long.

i’m  here  on  your  doorstep.

i  planned  it  out  for  weeks  now. 

it's  finally  sinking  in.

right  now  is  the  last  time.

i  can  dream  about  what  happens  when  you  see  my  face  again.

the  only  thing  i  wanna  do  is  make  it  up  to  you.

will  you  have  me  ?

will  you  love  me  ?

will  you  kiss  me  on  the  porch  in  front  of  all  your  stupid  friends  ?

if  you  kiss  me,  will  it  be  just  like  i  dreamed  it  ?

will  it  patch  your  broken  wings  ?

you  know  i  miss  you.

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“Wouldn’t be a slap-dash job like this, that’s for sure.” Her focus pulled away from the wound for a moment to flash them a look. Admitting that she suffered meant admitting that they got to her, though she supposed she could take comfort in the fact that she knew she got to them as well. “Well, as far as I can tell, it doesn’t seem like anything was left behind, so we’ll just get this healed over. You may have to learn to take it easy for a day or two, though.”

                  >> 🌟 <<              A TINY WHINE OF PAIN    leaves them as they shift,    closing an eye as the tinge of    discomfort    laces through them    ----    and clear enough on their face as well.

            ❝           THAT’S GOOD    .  .    don’t want to    die    from silver poisoning or whatever it might have been    .  .    but thank you.          ❞        their eyes roll as she takes a swipe at them in terms of them    taking it easy    though.    they can settle down for a day or more.    it just leaves them    ANTSY.

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HEADCANON 03.    dandelion,    in all modern verses,    owns a cat.    that cats name is pegasus and they absolutely adore their maine coon.   with the amount of money they have you can bet they spend more than enough on keeping that cat healthy,   pampered and happy.    the most embarrassing thing that’s happened though was the amount spent on getting their baby a heated cat bed only for the feline to turn his nose up at it and choose his old one.   the bed cost    half a grand.

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*someone threatens me with a knife* Me: joke’s on you, now I’m horny

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         she  isn’t  surprised.  she shouldn’t  be  surprised,  anyway.  it’s  him.  someone  she  both  loves  and  is  vexed  by  in  equal  measure.  “you  worry  me.”   she  says  with  furrowed  brows. 

              >> 🌟 <<             THEY STILL DIDN’T GET THEIR ANSWER.    how could they properly give    allowances    to their daughters if no true answer is given.    lips pout as their head tilted to the side as a pen is    TWIRLED ABOUT    with between fingers.

they aren’t offended,    they’d worry them too.              ❝         I KNOW,    DEAR.    but you never answered my question    .  .         ❞