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ofdrivensnow · 10 days
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@theirmockingjay sent: 1. being strangled.
spot the muse starters / always accepting.
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Mentor to an underfed tribute from the poorest district that had zero chance of survival with the worst personality to add to the atrocity of the tribute he was given, how brilliant for him and his survival. Since his survival did rely SOLELY on the plinth prize, that relied on winning but he was so uninterested in his tribute after multiple attempts of trying to warm up to the miserable girl with the seemingly permanent scowl on her face; Coriolanus was in a conversation with his friend Sejanus when a commotion caused him to find where it was coming from. Behind the cage was his tribute being attacked, quickly rising to his feet to freeze in horror at another tribute's fingers tightly curling around his tribute's neck. Of course, it would be the girl he was assigned to. Watching the scene unfold, heartbeat raced and Coryo clammed up. Mind racing on what he was supposed to do since he felt being the only one responsible on whether she lives or not, no one else was racing to save her. They were all standing around much like him, not daring to jeopardize their own lives.
He shouldn't been bothered enough to think about risking his own life once he turned to find zero Peacekeeper's on guard– she was useless, good as dead anyway, hated him from his assumptions... so what was he doing even? Quickly bolting for the end of the cage? Where he knew there'd be an entrance into it after ungracefully climbing dirt and rocks. Sliding down off the pile of sharp rocks, slashing his skin open that would leave a horrible burn later, he was now in a cage full of animals that could easily have their fingers around his own neck. Yet, he barreled along with ambition, taking one of those rocks with him that had left his palm scraped with dots of crimson from the road burn and without much thought other than to not kill them– knocking the tribute on top of his tribute unconscious with it before he took a step back in horror again as the other's grip loosened and fell on top of Katniss. The taller drops the rock, fingers slowly uncurling from it and thudding next to his foot into the dirt. He leans down, pushes the tribute that had attacked her away and now left to wonder if his tribute managed to survive being strangled.
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alarici · 12 days
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i long walk off campus would fix me it would fix me it would fix me it would give me inspiration to continue losing my flop battles with wherever markov his his chains
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mintea273 · 28 days
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posting this on tumblr too
I brought chat to life
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mybreadsmybutters · 1 month
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nooo please dont carve me up and heavily season me and smoke me and use the jerky to fuel your rugged body thru your long and arduous journey through the wilderness in search of redemptionnn 🥺🫣
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autism69 · 1 month
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okay imagine if I named myself Dominion.
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wilberave · 1 month
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ummmm bark. and also woof. if you even care.
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nobusinessprayingg · 2 months
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someattemptatthis · 2 months
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I cannot do dialog, irl or in my writing
its half 11, I tried my best thank you and goodnight, here's the writing
He was pretty close to making a break for it when they started raising their voices, now infinitely more interested in these intruders’ conversation he stopped eyeing the exits and put down his bag.   “I have no idea what you want from me” spoke the red-haired boy in the middle of the group, quietly, in comparison “I want you to stay out of this” he replied pinching the bridge of his nose “you're only staying for a few days so you have absolutely no part in planning for shit”  he sounded stern but calmer and the boy went quiet, he went to say something before the girl behind him spoke up “we are shelving this one for tonight, now can we please start setting up” they all wordlessly got blankets out and one of them lit some sort of old style lantern. “Kid I know you’re trying to help but you need to stay out of this one, ok?” the girl whispered, the kid nodded wordlessly.
this is a tiny outtake, but
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ladyfarona · 2 months
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Hmm...
[picture ID: a screenshot of YouTube mobile. Text reads, "Explore more topics: mediation, relaxation and healing, mindfulness, relaxing and healing." At the bottom is a bit of a video thumbnail that says "Workplace Horrors." /End ID]
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augustsgrass · 2 months
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just saw a screenshot of a dating app conversation, the person posting it said it was after a bad first date. the last messages were ‘you were the best worst conversation’ and the reply ‘you were the sweetest waste of time. bye’ and i get that this was supposed to be a joke but thats so strangely poetic and bittersweet
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maladaptvs-irl · 2 months
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one of my favorite things is recognizing that plenty of people on this highway are listening to the same radio station. we’re having a social distanced concert together. sing bitch.
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allo-frouto · 2 months
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Gonna unload this heavy full balls after going through your blog 🫶
These*
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urlocalsadkid-l · 2 months
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whenever i don’t know somebodies/things pronouns i don’t just drop to they them, i use e. like yeah it seeeeems dumb, but looky here: shE hEr hE hIm (the I mildly makes an e sound) thEy thEm!!! THERES E’S IN EM ALL AND IF YOU LOOK WITH YOUR EARHOLES AND MUMBLE EM THEY ALL SOUND SIMILAR
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illiana-mystery · 3 months
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Happy Valentine's Day! I wanted to celebrate the occasion by writing a fic where Norman is a sub. Because we all like Norman as a sub, right? 
Okay, well this fic is mostly gonna be smut but it also has a plot. Just a heads up. 😏😉 But I'll leave it at that. 
Happy reading and for more info about the "plot", read below:
Foxy, real name Giselle Evans, is a damn good and well sought after dominatrix, charming and wooing every john she meets. And she takes her job very seriously, giving her clients every desire they seek no strings or feelings attached. However, she is thrown for a loop when she meets the lonely, stressed, and sexually repressed Norman Osborn. Going by Virgil, he lures her into his penthouse, sweeping her off her feet with compliments to make her fall in love with him. And his persistence soon pays off, but will he be able to convince her to be his and only his? Or will he just be forced to be one of her many regular johns forever?
Taglist: @ghnaim24​, @goran-dafoe​, @imwithyoutiltheendofthelinebucky​​, @iobsessoverfictionalmen​, @emily-ella-nightshade89​, @goodoldcharley​​, @dreamlikedesires​​
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tallbluelady · 3 months
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35. Would your OC be any use in providing advice on love or relationships to friend?
I don't know if Rowan would necessarily feel qualified, but I think she would offer advice based off what she knew of her friends and what she knew of the situation. She'd give observations, and she'd try to just be a rubber duck when the situation calls for it.
Thanks for the ask!
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dipshitmccumstain · 3 months
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A strange dichotomy
(@hikari-ni-naritai @astraldemise )
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