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He smiled as he took Mara's card from her. "I am not surprised. You are not the first person to say something similar. Most people just think am a pretty face," he laughed softly shaking his head. "Well thank you. I guess I do have the whole doctor caring, kind vibe though. Most people often think I do work with animals or am a rancher or something along those lines."
Amara raised her brow and went into her own purse for her card with her contact information. "It's only right that we swap cards then," she handed him hers and took his, looking down at the font. "I didn't peg you to be a doctor but it makes sense" It fit him since he had a gentle soul which matched a doctor.
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closed event starter for @amaracatan
“You clean up beautifully, dear heart. Are you trying to give ever single person in here a reason to either hate their date or hate themselves?” Kiaan asked as he took a step around Amara, coming to stand in front of her with a smile before greeting her with a kiss to either cheek. Was he a couple of drinks deep? Sure. Did that mean that he loved Amara any more than usual? Of course not. His appreciation for the woman was transcendent and ever-lasting. “Tell me, has Kai at least taken you for a spin around the dance floor? Being lifted and dipped by that giant is the only thing missing to make you the absolute envy of all.” Kiaan reasoned.
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Heather was finishing up an energy drink as she sat at a table. “Do you think they got somethin’ with more of a kick than this energy drink. I have a lot to do and a little time to do it in, and sleepin’ is for the weak right now. Would you kind stranger be interested in helpin’ me stay awake I’ve got a fittin’, and I’ve gotta shoot some promo photos later I’ve got to do them and get photoshopped in because I’m not here often...I feel like Beyonce for the Lion King photoshoot.” @amaradevlin
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(from Amara) [TXT MSG]: hey gorgeous. want to throw a sexy party with me?
[txt] when and where queen[txt] let a night of debauchery begin
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(Star meme)
I like you / I hate you / I dislike you/ I love you / You are family / I would take a bullet for you / I would shoot you / I would lie to your face / I would say something cruel to you on purpose / I would say something cruel to you accidentally / I would cheat on you / I would physically hurt you / You annoy me/ You amuse me / I’d laugh at you / I’d laugh with you / I’d manipulate you / You scare me / You confuse me / I wish I knew you better / I trust you / I don’t trust you / You inspire me / I consider you an equal / You are beneath me / You’re better than me / I would trust you with my life / I think you’re mean / I think you’re petty / I think you’re childish / I think you’re smart / I think you’re stupid / I think you’re a bad person / I think you’re a good person / I’m not sure what kind of person you are / I wish you would listen to me / I want to make you proud / I wish you would notice me / I want to impress you / I would hurt other people for you / I’m not sure how to make you happy / I’m a bad influence on you / You deserve better than me / We make a great team / I’d have a one night stand with you / I’d have a relationship with you / I would marry you / I fantasize about our life together / I would trust you with my most treasured belonging / I would tell you my darkest secrets / You disgust me / You intimidate me / I hope I intimidate you / I’d hug you / I’d let you hug me / I’m scared of losing you / I don’t think you like me / I want to be better for you / I respect you / I don’t respect you / You’re my mentor / You’re my friend / You’re my best friend / I have a crush on you / I could easily watch you die / I’d get drunk with you / I’d party with you / I’d comfort you / I’d prank you / I’d spike your drink / I’d act behind your back / I’d abandon you / I’d hurt you to get what I want / I would choose my happiness over yours / I would choose your happiness over mine / I despise how much I care for you / I need you / I’m dependent on you / I don’t know what I’d do without you / I’m scared of you leaving me / I’d give my life for you / You frustrate me / I’d call for you in a time of need / I would protect you / I’d visit you in hospital / I’d carry you if you were hurt / I’d feel guilty if I hurt you / I’d let you be near me when I am vulnerable / I’d ignore a phone call from you / I’d call you at 3am / I’d break you out of jail / I’d get angry at you / I would shout at you / You’re too loud / You’re too quiet / You’re too sensitive / You can’t take a joke / You embarrass me / I feel nothing for you / You’re reckless / You’re bossy / You bore me / I would ask your advice / I would blame you for something I did / I would cry in your arms / You have the power to hurt me more than anyone else /
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"Yeah, I don't imagine you do," Malachi said with a chuckle. He imagined that finding a long lost relative was as likely as winning the lottery. Maybe he'd look up the statistics on this some day, just for laughs. "No worries, though, I accept hugs. I just need a warning beforehand." Was that weird to say to a stranger? Malachi wasn't quite sure, but that boundary had always been something he maintained. He didn't mind physical touch. He just needed to know it was coming. He needed the time to prepare himself for it, but for his new sister, Malachi would endure mild discomfort.
As she spoke, Malachi nodded. He'd never turn down the offer of food. "Your dad," he repeated. The parent they'd shared. Malachi had a lot of questions about the man who'd spawned him. He'd gone his entire life trying to convince himself that his father didn't matter, he'd had his reasons for not sticking around. Hell, for all Malachi knew, his dad had never even been made aware of his existence. Now, that he had a tangible tie to the man, though, it was difficult to stamp down his curiosity though he resisted asking any questions just then. "I'd say he's right on that. I won't say no to hot chocolate and pancakes. Do you want anything? My treat."
If there were any signs that Amara shouldn't have agreed to meeting Malachi, she hadn't seen them — or, maybe she wanted to ignore it. Because as she was faced with the possibility of meeting her brother, she was transported back. To when she was a little girl, watching everybody else playing with their siblings, and she was alone. Sure, she had her cousin, and the neighborhood kids usually included her in their games, but it wasn't quite the same. She blinked down at his outstretched hand, before giving it a firm shake — her father had said that a person's handshake told you a lot about them. "Yeah, you're telling me, I was trying to figure out if it would be weird to hug you, then I thought you might not be a hugger," unable to stop herself from mindlessly rambling, a slight accent on her tongue, "It's not everyday you meet someone who tells you they're your older brother."
Her gaze moved to her own hand, awkwardly sliding into the booth across from him. If it weren't completely rude, she could have stared at him for hours, consulting the thoughts and questions rolling through her head. She let out a huff of air, glancing to either side of her, then settled her gaze on him. She couldn't help but wonder if he'd had a happy childhood, or if he wished he had siblings. The smile on her face slipped momentarily, then returned, her nerves getting the better of her. "Did you want some coffee? Maybe something to eat?" She laughed, the tension between her shoulders slightly dissipating. “I figured, having some food between us might make this… I don’t know, easier? My dad always said that food is the ingredient that binds people together.”
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“Please tell me that you and I are going to do our thing on the dance floor during the party. I haven’t danced for fun in a while. Want a drink? I’ll take no for an answer to the drink but dancing I can’t take no for an answer.” She asked @amaradevlin
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💜 The Rivensbane & The Queen of Spades ❤️
Myss & Amara both got custom outfit redesigns!
Art by me | Amara - @amara-the-average-hunter
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@thisissimonwithoutthecat‘s question: honestly? @absolutelyamara comes to mind, but she’s a friend and that feels like a cope out. so I’m going with @prewittblewit?
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I’m the same way, been getting ready for the new term and I’m already stressing out. Do you keep a planner or a calendar of some sorts?
How is it that term hasn’t even started yet and I already feel burnt out? Can someone please give me tips on how to time manage when you have no time?
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“Amara, my love, please tell me that I didn’t just see one of the ladies tonguing one of the gentlemen in the back.” Kiaan sing-songed as he draped himself over the plush seat next to The Red Room’s beating heart. Kiaan was in charge every step of the way and served to be a bit of a control freak, but Amara was who kept him insane as she often fenced many of the dramatic details from The Red Room that would have drove him to the point of contemplating firing the lot and leaving them high and dry. “Remind the pick-haired one that we are a place of ungraspable desire, not a prostitution ring, and that a second strike leads to her being demoted to shitty time slots and a third strike leads to her being blacklisted in this city.” He requested as he straightened to grab two drinks from a tray that was brought over by one of the club’s waitresses. “Here, drink and remind me of all of the good things that one brought to us.” Kiaan suggested, looking for her to be his voice of reason in that moment as she so often was.
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WHO: Thorfinn Rowle and Amara Zabini WHEN: January 2nd, 1978, Day after the Party. 2PM WHERE: Outside of the Ravenclaw Common Room
Thorfinn thought the trek from Gryffindor Tower to Ravenclaw Tower was awfully long. He had thought for quite awhile, but he would always make the journey anyways. Ravenclaw Tower was where Amara stayed, and he would always make the journey there if meant that he was able to see her.��
Last night had been something straight from a dream in Thorfinn’s mind. He had been given the best gift he could have ever asked for: a kiss from Amara Zabini. Sure, it had been for New Years, but Thorfinn had felt something, and he could have sworn that Amara had too. He hoped that wasn’t wishful thinking on his part. He’d been in love with Amara for as long as he could remember; since the first day he stepped foot into Hogwarts, probably. Obviously kissing her was everything he had ever wanted. But... he still couldn’t believe it had happened. He really had kissed her. He couldn’t help it. He had to find her, he had to see if anything had changed.
Thorfinn finally made it up to Ravenclaw Tower, only to be reminded of the blasted riddle that he could never, ever guess the answer to. He sighed, crossing his arms and slumping back against the wall. It seemed that he would have to wait for her. The minutes ticked past -- rather slowly in his opinion -- and finally, Amara appeared.
“Hey!” He said, his eyes lighting up. “Amara! I thought I was going to be stuck waiting out here for hours. But you’re here, wicked!”
@belleza-immortale
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Anniversary
This was supposed to be posted on April 4th. But. I suck and life happens but it’s done now :D Enjoy. Featuring @myssthyss <3
It had been almost a month since Amara had rescued Myss from the grasp of the Dreaming City, and now the two find themselves just there.
A small picnic between patrols had the girls in the secret garden Myss had shown her the first time ‘Mara had visited the city. One idly scrolled through the tower news on her holopad and the other happily enjoyed their lunch.
“Hey.” Myss was distracted but had a sudden idea.
“Wassup?” Amara asked, taking a bite of a sandwich.
“You ever thought about getting matching tattoos?”
Amara has been itching to get another since she got the Hunter symbol on her back. Myss had her attention, though she was staring off into space herself.
She swallowed, “Hm? What kind of tat, babe?”
“Something small, doesn’t have to be anything super noticeable. Just something that means a lot to us?” Myss finally snapped out of it and looked at Amara, noticing her curiosity.
“Sure! Where would we get it?”
Myss shrugged, grabbing Amara’s hand, examining it, “Not sure. Somewhere where we can see it, so it’s not hidden. I don’t know…maybe on our fingers?” She went to take a drink, letting her hand go.
Amara was frozen, her girlfriend unknowingly grabbed onto her ring finger. Traditions have drastically changed since before the golden age, but Amara knew the significance. People of the city still had some similar traditions of...marriage. Whether it was with a ring or not...
“Myss…are you, proposing to me?” Amara asked quietly.
The water that was in her girlfriend’s mouth was immediately spit out, and Myss started choking. She was shocked by what her girlfriend just asked, but also at what she had been asking without realizing it.
“I...hadn’t--is that…?” Myss continues coughing for a moment. She only is able to breathe properly once Amara starts laughing.
“I think it is, Myssie.” she says with a smile. Her cheeks are bright red and her stomach is filled with butterflies.
“I mean….” she let out a nervous laugh. Amara gives her a confused look, though her grin is growing.
“Marriage is probably too outdated and strong a word since we’ve only been together for a year, but, I really love you and I’m dedicated and I want you to be happy and I want to be the reason you’re happy and--”
Her nervous mumbling is promptly cut off by a kiss. Amara was ecstatic, she’d never thought in her few short years that she would find a partner like Myss. After a few steamy moments she pulls back...
“Yes!”
Three weeks and two new tattoos later, the girls find themselves in the spot where it all started.
“What do you wanna do?” Myss asked with a smile, leaning against the railing above Shaxx. Her new haircut and recent time away from the Dreaming City had rejuvenated her mood quite a bit.
“Hmmmmmm….Mayhem?” Amara suggested, sitting on the railing next to her, gazing over the city.
The Awoken giggled, “Deja vu.” Her girlfriend gave her a big grin.
A few moments of silence pass between them.
“A whole year, huh?” Myss said quietly, it was almost unbelievable. They were still so young, only 3 years rezzed and they’ve managed to find life partners in each other.
“Yup.” Amara grinned. “And I’ve never been happier.” She leaned over and gave Myss a kiss that had her head spinning.
“I’m glad you rescued me from the Dreaming City.” the Awoken said with bright cheeks. “I would’ve absolutely hated to miss today.”
“I’m glad your home. You’re too important to me, babe.”
It was a special day, yet completely ordinary. They went about it like normal. Cuddles, lunch, crucible, patrols, and dinner at home. Though Amara made sure to light a few candles and make a fancier meal to celebrate.
After forks were set down and conversation dwindled, Myss suddenly grabs Amara newly tattooed hand. Pulling the thin arrow on her girlfriend’s ring finger to her lips.
Amara smiles and blushes as white eyes meet hers.
“To many more, my love.” Myss said quietly, holding up her glass.
Amara agreed and their glasses clinked. “To many more.”
To another year of love and fun! Thank you to the people who have stayed with Myss and Amara and continue to follow their story. It means a bunch to us, Thank you <3
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"Thanks for you help honestly," he spoke with a smile on his face. "I did not even see that wet patch," he added before looking at his son to make sure they were okay and so far Ollie did not seem hurt. He knew Ollie would said something if he had gotten hurt. Wesley was glad that a lot of the people in Providence were friendly and kind.
"This amazing kid always loves running around when he and I and his uncle Eric, my brother come together. So it's an habit and forgot that he should not run off," he spoke with a charming smile on his face. @amaraobi
The girl leaned towards the child who fell to help him but paused when the man quickly ran over and picked him up. She observed them both for a moment until she was certain that the young child knew who the man was. It would have been the same reaction she had with any other kid with an adult. All due to hearing horror stories and working in an hospital that had security for these very reasons.
"You don't have to apologize to me. I think he's okay. He tripped on a wet patch." Amara explained, pointing to it so he wouldn't do the same.
@wesxkennedy
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A M A R A 𝖇𝖆𝖑𝖙𝖎𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖆 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖌𝖆𝖗 the lost princess
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tell me, carlos and amara
If you snuck into my room I would:
[ X ] Go back to sleep [ ] Kick you out[ X ] Cuddle with you [ X ] Be like “How in the world?”[ ] Let you sleep on the floor [ ] Become angry
If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:
[ X ] Kiss or hug you back [ X ] Smile and laugh[ ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable [ ] Push you away[ ] Be shocked [ ] Strike you
If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:
[ ] No [ ] Yes [ ] Most certainly not. [ X ] Without hesitation.
You are:
[ ] Cute [ X ] Adorable [ X ] Attractive [ X ] Beautiful[ ] Okay [ ] Ugly [ ] Am not going to grace this with an answer
You are to me a:
[ ] Stranger [ ] Acquaintance [ X ] Ally[ X ] Friend [ X ] Love [ ] Rival [ ] Enemy
I find you to be:
[ ] Pathetic [ ] Off no consequence [ X ] Intriguing [ ] Frightening [ ] Unsettling [ X ] Annoying [ X ] Infuriating [ X ] Pleasant company [ X ] Comforting [ X ] Unable to be lived without [ X ] Trustworthy
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