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sillyromances · 9 months
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@charmedslugs liked for a starter !
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There were certain things about herself that Mary Beth knew without question. The fact she wasn't an early riser was one of them, the only girl to sleep in later than her being Karen, who had the excuse of guard duty. Mary Beth didn't have that excuse, but she did have a new restlessness at night that made it hard to get a full night's sleep. All it took was the sound of foot steps coming and going for her to jolt awake, and one of the steps to the second floor creaked, which was as sure to wake her as a gun shot.
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Eyes snapping open, Mary Beth took note of the footsteps. Not lumbering, so not someone drunk. Originating from upstairs, which narrowed it down even further, and the pace of the step as good as confirmed it was Abigail before Mary Beth ever straightened up on the little sofa that she called her bed.
"Abigail?" She called softly as soon as she detected movement in the dark, rubbing at bare arms as she slid from her bed. "Is Jack alright?"
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vanwiinkle · 9 months
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he  was  sitting  down  at  the  table,  finger  tapping  as  he  held  onto  the  bottle  in  his  hand. maybe  he  had  too  much  to  drink,  but  john  had  many  thoughts  that  raced  in  his  head  as  he  went  through  various  scenarios.
when  @charmedslugs  entered  the  house,  eyes  dart  to  her  --  but  he  wonders  what  her  life  would  have  been  if...
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❝  hey  darlin',  i  --  do  you  mind  if  we  talk  ?  ❞  he  asks,  though  his  tone  is  unsure. still,  free  ha  nd  motions  towards  the  chair  across  from  him. ❝  how've  you  been  ?  ❞
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dsrtrose · 10 months
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the  camp  has  finally  come  together  as  one;  tents  all  set  up,  pearson  grumbling  over  a  lack  of  sustenance,  and  even  dear,  old  miss  grimshaw  has  all  but  a  few  orders  left  to  bark  out.  the  sun  has  barely  risen  in  the  sky  as  eliza  makes  her  way  through  the  soft  grass  beneath  them  -  toeing  over  to  where  abigail  sits  on  her  bedroll.
“i  think  that  it’s  pretty  damn  hard  not  t’feel  at-home  somewhere  called  ‘the  heartlands’,”  eliza  quips,  smile  emerging  confidently  upon  her  features  as  she  nudges  abigail,  sitting  beside  her  &  presenting  her  with  a  fresh  mug  of  coffee.  “then  again  …  after  that  winter,  i’m  happy  t’be  anywhere  that  the  ground  isn’t  white.”
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STARTER  CALL,    still  accepting      /      set  in  horseshoe  overlook  -  @charmedslugs  🤍
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thewildones · 10 months
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starter , one - liner for : @charmedslugs. featuring sadie .
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" ya' know how men are ... they can look all nice but they're just about as useless as using a shrub for shade . "
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wolfkcst · 9 months
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Quotes on Pinterest -Accepting!! @charmedslugs
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Moving amongst the crowd like a shadow, the wolf-kissed made their way to Abigail - ignoring what the consequences might be showing up even after they killed one of the bastards that were hunting after her with being affiliated with the group she's in. Perhaps they should keep their nose out of this business - but they know that if she is hunted, then their clan would eventually be as well. They cannot have that. We won't forget each other, right? Those words caught a pang in their chest, light azure gaze shifting towards the woman. Quietly they shake their head, gently tugging her away from the crowd to a more quiet area so they could speak to her without the chaos. They remove their hood, before reaching into their pocket and gathering the money they had stolen from the bastard. ❝No. We won't, but you must run far away from here as possible, ya' hear? Please, be safe min venn.❞
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ofspvrta · 9 months
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"In many ways, unwise love is the truest love."
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μ::|| meme: FANTASY MAGIC & ROMANCE SENTENCE QUOTES. | accepting [ Ξ ]
θ::|| @charmedslugs
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At Kassandra's age, with her duties, any love was unwise love. And yet, couldn't help the rare times when she fell for someone. She took a drink of her beer before regarding the other woman. "Strange anecdote, but I don't disagree."
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tag 10 people you would like to get to know better
favorite color. purple
song stuck in my head. I love my horsey and my horsey loves me.
last song you listened to. a&w by l.ana d.el r.ey for my daily lana binge
III favorite foods. spaghetti, but anything with noodles tbh, or dungeness crab
dream trip. Ireland, Britain, Canada, any of those tbh.
anything you want right now. for my brain to cooperate with me for writing
TAGGED BY: @charmedslugs ( thank you! )
TAGGING: @colecassiidy @wiiaca @gravityfought @fledermuse @gunslingcr @smiletimeisrunningout @dreadwxlf
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fearthanked-a · 9 months
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𝐺𝑅𝐴𝑇𝑈𝐼𝑇𝑂𝑈𝑆𝐿𝑌 𝐷𝐸𝑇𝐴𝐼𝐿𝐸𝐷 𝐷𝐼𝑆𝐿𝐼𝐾𝐸𝑆.
muse name. Rebecca Albright. least favorite nickname. Witch, Moodypie, but most likely, Beck. Her bullies used to call her that way as a "friendly" approach. least favorite season. Her hair suffers in the cold weather, and she is not very fond of the lower tempetures so winter. She loves the snowy scenarios though. least favorite ⸻  hot or cold?  It heavily depends on the season. But what she dislikes is having her hands cold. least favorite holiday. Mother's Day. least favorite food. Spicy and sea food. least favorite flavor. The taste of shellfish. Becky could easily add to the table the other extreme, too-sugary flavors. least favorite drink. Beer, even the smell of it. least favorite scent. The usual hospital scent. Becky spent a lot of time there and it reminds her of her condition. least favorite sound. Balloons rubbing. least favorite tv shows. Soap operas. least favorite area of the school. The corridors. They were always open, leading to a classroom or the exit doors. It is not easy to avoid the eye of the people when you walk through them. least favorite aspect of their job. The socializing aspect. Talking with other people is something she struggles with. least favorite trait in others. Dishonesty, hiding things for "the common good." She would preffer to hear a crude truth than a lie wrapped in sweet words. least favorite place. Her high school. least favorite thing to talk about. Talking about people who hurt her is always a bitter feeling. She prefers to bury the name of them rather than talk about them. They are not part of her present, and she prefers it that way. least favorite thing about themselves. Her body shape. Becky got bullied by her look, but primarily due to her condition. least favorite daily chore. Cleaning the floor of her apartment always leaves pain in her lower back. least favorite type of clothing. Too tight clothing. least favorite superpower. In storytelling, being invincible. least favorite thing about falling in love. The uncertainty, the doubt if your feelings are reciprocated or not. least favorite thing about death. How egoist it is with loved ones but, at the same time, how merciful it seems to be to pain.
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Tagged by: @jokethur ( I loved your answers to this! ) Tagging: @masteredfear , @arcticrime , @h0bbs , @the-arkham-librarian , @dtperez , @urelratalada , @nightcrobat , @zarataz , @charmedslugs , @librarywent ( Fay ) , @umbrellicide , @dehrdevil ( you are obligated to do it now <3 )
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pagetreader · 9 months
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𝚝𝚊𝚐 𝟷𝟶 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛.
𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛. Purple, Pink, Red
𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍. Jaded by Miley Cyrus
𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘. Battle Symphony by Linkin Park
𝙸𝙸𝙸 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚜. Elotes, all the Chinese food, and there's honestly nothing like a thick slab of steak with roasted carrots/potatoes
𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙. Well, this isn't gonna be short...Basically all over the dang East Coast (USA), Paris (France), London (UK), Santorini (Greece), Rome, Venice, & Florence (Italy), Merida, Yucatan (Mexico), All over Scotland, Dublin (Ireland), and a ton of places in Israel
𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠. To actually clear out my drafts haha...
Tagged by: @charmedslugs (<3333)
Tagging: @honorhearted // @retrograderesemblance // @witcheyedcrow // @socialseasons // @laviexenrose // @emcads // @annastrxng // @anoseforrottenapples // @gunslingcr // @wiiaca // And really any mutual who wants to do this!
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thefixeraa · 9 months
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what does your heart look like ? answer : iced over , out of the sun . your heart is very lonely isn't it ? is your fortress of ice self - made ? are others afraid of you , or are you afraid of them ? are you afraid of hurting them , or of being hurt ? vulnerability and connection can be frightening . but that's no reason to shy away from their light , to tuck yourself small into corners , to build up frigid walls to keep yourself from feeling . you will heal when you allow yourself to draw closer to the flames and thaw .
tagged by : loml @arkhameir <3 tagging : @gunslingcr / @charmedslugs / @parieur + @comunita ( for gunnel ) @priestbit / @ropairi + anyone who wants to do the thing <333
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shinemade · 9 months
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which aesthetic color are you ?
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forest green. You're in your own world, spinning fictions and building realities and finding the poetry in ordinary things. The people around you can tell there's something special to you, and you're well-loved by some very good people. But even to your closest friends, you're a bit of a mystery. This always surprises you to hear, because you don't mean to put walls up-- you just get so caught up in things nobody else sees that you forget to let yourself be seen. You're complicated, and sometimes you get tangled in it. Don't worry, though, it's not off-putting; despite your accidental air of mystery, your warmth can be seen like a campfire through distant trees.
tagged by: @charmedslugs & @wasloyal !! ( thanks y'all c: )
tagging: @dovaeh, @wilczmin, @wilsonjacket & @worthfuls, @dsrtrose, and you !!
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sillyromances · 9 months
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@charmedslugs asked: drive , just drive fast !
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Going out for an ordinary supply run shouldn't have been any big thing. They had the list of supplies that the camp needed, a couple of requests from the men, and a sturdy wagon that just had a wheel repaired, so it should have just been a shade more exciting than working on keeping her stitches neat while Miss Grimshaw breathed down her neck about getting her work done. Mary Beth was grateful to get out of camp, don't get her wrong, but sitting with the horses and making sure everything got loaded up wasn't much in the way of excitement when the shophands seemed to have lives about as interesting as straw.
She didn't get any good stories out of them, didn't get any good tips to bring back to the boys, but she did buy a bag of candies to share with Abigail on the way back, an idea that fell apart when the bag fell during Mary Beth's rush to grab the reins. "What happened?"
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Mary Beth wasn't worried (yet) since she didn't hear shooting, and the horses were agreeable enough to take off once Abigail was on. She didn't know what caused Abigail's hurry, but a glance back soon gave her an idea.
"Is that one of the O'Driscolls?"
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vanwiinkle · 9 months
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✧˚ · . 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 .
john  was  sitting  at  the  table,  stew  in  front  of  him  as  he  stared  at  the  dish. @charmedslugs  was,  by  no  means,  a  cook... but  she  was  trying. still,  it  didn't  stop  his  stomach  churning  as  he  prepared  to  bite. he  remembers  the  horrible  meals  he's  eaten  throughout  his  life  --  and  he's  eaten  horrible  things. way  worse  than  anything  his  darling  wife  had  concocted.
 abigail  was  trying. she  was  trying  so  hard. john  was,  as  well,  as  much  as  she  would  disagree. they  may  not  have  as  many  intense  arguments,  but  they  still  occurred. the  mother  felt  like  she  was  alone. that  the  father  of  her  son  was  gone  too  much. was  too  reckless. the  father  would  agree,  though  he  wishes  that  weren't  the  case.
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 ❝  i'm  sorry,  darlin',  ❞  he  adds,  voice  low  as  takes  a  spoonful  of  stew  into  his  mouth. this  whole  thing  --  this  new  life  needed  getting  used  to. being  home  and  having  a  family  needed  getting  used  to. john  is  going  to  get  used  to  loving  his  wife's  stew.
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dsrtrose · 9 months
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❝ i feel like we haven’t spoken for days. ❞ / prob after blackwater.
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in  truth,  eliza  doesn’t  know  what  day  it  is  anymore.  she’s  lost  all  sense  of  time,  purpose,  focus  -  it’d  all  happened  so  damn  fast,  it’s  hard  to  bring  herself  back  to  the  present.  she  can’t  move  past  what  the  people  she  trusts  most  won’t  tell  her:  what  exactly  happened  on  that  goddamn  boat?
there’s  too  much  of  her  heart  caught  in  the  past  as  everything  hurtles  into  a  world  of  indifference;  killing  women,  putting  each  other  at  risk?  it’s  a  jagged  shard  tossed  into  the  glass  house  of  everything  they  stand  for,  everything  she’s  been  taught  -  she’s  had  abigail  at  her  side  for  years,  now,  and  she  certainly  isn’t  the  one  to  be  pushing  away.  (for  all  intents  &  purposes,  eliza  is  the  truest  believer,  the  devout  follower;  she  can’t  allow  fear  &  confusion  to  poison  her  devotion,  now.)
“i  -  …  i’m  sorry,  honey,”  the  words  are  honest,  though  it  takes  another  moment  of  swallowing  back  her  emotion  before  withstanding  the  ability  to  actually  turn  &  look  at  abigail,  “it’s  …  it’s  this  snow,  losin’  jenny  …  my  head  an’  heart  are  hurtin’.”
*      MEME,    still  accepting    /    @charmedslugs    🤍
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thewildones · 10 months
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* what color is your aura ?
answer for sadie : hickory . felled oak , brass , sunken ships , olive pits , graphic shirts , splinters , dark rooms . your essence is hickory : your intensity brews beneath your sensitive and melancholy exterior . you lose yourself in the ideal of how things should be rather than how they are . reality seems to disappoint you . you craft together your identity out of pieces of others' that have inspired you . you are the cobbler . you are the shaper . you find kinship in like - minded individuals of chiffon , ashen , umber , and noir . who share your aspirations of a better future . you are also drawn to the vibrant amethyst and bronze , who will help you grow and learn to appreciate your own happiness . however , you may struggle to get along with the aggressive personalities of indigo and garnet who are stubborn about their own perspectives .
tagged by : @charmedslugs , kissyyyy <3 tagging : @arkhameir / @comunita ( hanni ) / @careol / @draconisa / @debtbound / @pointm4n / @4ger + anyone else whose interested !
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banschivs · 8 months
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archetypes quiz.
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50% rebel
the Rebel is comfortable throwing caution to the wind, and bucking the system, if that means getting their point across.
25% creative
the creative appreciates all beautiful things, in art and daily life. the creative act is essential to who they are.
25% visionary
leave it to others to live by the status quo. the visionary is interested in new ways of seeing, solutions not yet imagined, products not yet built.
tagged by: @jokethur <333
tagging: @selinaes, @exghul, @everlived, @consultingsister, @charmedslugs, @batgeance, @arkhampsych, and anyone who'd like !
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