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@redbraid sent ; ‘ would you like to dance? ’
if it had been anyone else who had uttered those words, anyone, eric would cordially and politely have to decline. he wasn't a dancer. it wasn't that he didn't know how, he'd been trained in the art from a young age. all a part of being raised a royal. on occasion, when he couldn't find a way out of the activity, he'd been told how good a dancer he was but he was never sure if the compliment was sincere or simply flattery, an attempt to gain his affection. even if he was skilled at it, that didn't mean he had to enjoy it. he usually did not.
but this wasn't just anyone. this was jessie. jessie. . . the woman he'd do absolutely anything for. eric would go to the ends of the earth for jessie if she so asked. even so, the offer makes his heart flutter. brings a faint pink tint to his cheeks.
❛ with you, ❜ a soft smile adorns his expression, ❛ i would be delighted to. ❜ his hand extends to take hers.
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Fingers curl into a fist, short nails digging into flesh and he feels the blood pool beneath his fingers. A swift hit and it lands. It hurts more than it should, more than he cares to admit, more than he will ever voice. That was the intent behind that short little jab. “ And why is that? You’re off to bigger and better things? And what? You think I’ll stop you…why would I? I didn’t force you to be here in the first place, why would I force you to stay? ”
A part of him wants to do just that. That vengeful horrible part that breaks things first and regrets it later. But there’s pride here too, EGO more so. He had allowed himself a small window of being vulnerable, open. And now she had shattered that with just one small sentence. It’s tumultuous, the things that he’s feeling. Wants to rip the room to shreds, wants to bite her only so she’d have to beg him for his blood before she dies.
Wants to put a stake right through her heart so she knows how he feels, knowing that he would instantly regret it. Unlike his siblings, she would wake up if he took it out so instead he walks over to the tall open windows and the line of bottles, and pours himself a drink. The blood in his palm has long sealed, but there is some blood dripping down his wrist. “ Go, leave. Have at it! Far be it from me to stop you from reaching your pitiful potential. ”
redbraid asked: ❛ an eternity with you would never satisfy me. ❜ klaus / MEME
#redbraid#v: undecided#MUSE : KLAUS MIKAELSON#WORLD : THE ORIGINALS / VAMPIRE DIARIES#hope this was okay! if you need me to change anything you know where to find me (:
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offers katherine a blood filled pie 🥧
"A....."
"I have so many questions..."
"Is it cooked? Is it a solid mass of red blood cells... or is it a literal liquid pie? Is it blood and meat? Is the whole thing raw? Did you make the pie crust first then just pour blood through the holes? What possessed you to attempt to make a blood pie? Is there a vampire Betty Crocker out there with a cookbook full of questionable recipes or..?"
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“well, good morning sunshine!”
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Iggy’s eye twitches before she manages to blink at her early morning guest. …Crash’s girlfriend….
“Good morning,” It’s said flatly, she was more caught off guard by how cheery the other sounded rather than disturbed. She’s hunchbacked and spidery as she blinks again as if trying to get her eyes to focus in the bright light of the led lights that Iggy and Crash both decided were cheaper than actual overhead lights.
“Did…did you sleep well?” She’s trying her best.
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@redbraid was complimented
"your hair is really pretty. how do you, um... get it so shiny?" Kennedy's own red hair was dull, greasy and was well past needing a wash. They wear it down, mostly covering their face, but they offer a thin smile all the same.
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∗ 74: sender cares for receiver while they’re sick . (Darlene) ✉️ nonverbal prompts: accepting ! ˖*
❛❛ Well, aren't you just the sweetest thing? ❜❜ Darlene drawls sleepily, sniffling as she sits up, smiling gratefully as she takes the bowl of freshly made soup from the other woman. Darlene sighs out contently, raising the spoon to her lips before blowing gently and sipping the soup with a soft curve to her lips. She hums, brows shooting up. ❛❛ Gosh, you did such a good job- it tastes just like my papa used to make. ❜❜ She admonishes, taking another spoonful of the soup, which is doing wonders in soothing the sting in her throat. Darlene smiles up at Jessie with sparkling eyes. ❛❛ Thank you, darlin'. ❜❜ @redbraid
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worst case (well far from worst), but a bad fuckin' thing is, having someone recognize you on a job. &. he'd excused himself before she had the chance to come interrupt the proceedings, perhaps ruining this four page monologue he'd had to read for four fucking days. hands part crowd before plucking cigarette from moistened lip as he approaches jessie with his hair fanning face. boyish, no-business. even when there's supposed to be.
"hey - you can't be here, alright? &. if you are, we don't know each other." he gesticulates with palms forward in explanation. "anyone asks, i just came over here to grab your ass, &. you told me to fuck off, or somethin' --"
🍒 @redbraid ↪ asked for orange
#redbraid#if you don't want pre-est lemme know#𝐢𝐢𝐢. . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ [ 𝐦𝐫. 𝐨���𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 › thread ]#𝐯𝐢𝐢𝐢. . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ [ 𝐦𝐫. 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 › main verse ]
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So I definitely went a different route with this months redraw, but here’s a dramatic portrait of my OC Lily 😁❤️
#illustration#randomart#drawing#digitalart#originalcharacter#drawthisagain#redrawing#drawingcomics#redbraids#redbraid#maincharacter#maincharactervibes#visualstorytellers#OC family#ocgirls
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i'm obviously coming with you . (gadiel)
memes. ╱ always accepting.
"Are you?" She was greatly mistaken if she thought for a second Gadiel was going to accept company. The last thing he needed was anyone else traveling alongside him. He was content with his solitude and the peace that came with it. He's had companions before. And each had turned disastrous as the last. "I have no intentions of babysitting you. So turn around and come from the direction you came from. We're not friends."
#redbraid#&. answered.#&. queued up.#&. gadiel bryne | dialogue.#( thank you for this ! )#( he's mean and grumpy and def spiritually old as shit )
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@redbraid sent ; jessie makes eric soup when he’s sick hiii <3
his throat is raw, feels as if it's on fire. he's desperately fighting back coughs— both to uphold the lie that he'd told about not being sick and because at this point it just hurt too damn much to keep coughing. hands cling to the blanket draped around his shoulders to help with the chill he was adamant he wasn't feeling. then there was the pounding in his head made worse by the sounds of her puttering around the kitchen. metal pans clattering, spoons scraping against pots— none of it helping, but he wouldn't think to complain about it. not when he knew there were a million other things she could be doing— would rather be doing— than taking care of him.
❛ jess. . . ❜ he sniffles, ❛ you don't have to make this much of a fuss over me. ❜ voice basically a croak. bleary eyes fight to remain open but refuse to look away from the redhead before him. ❛ at least tell me that soup is vegetarian so i won't be alone in eating it. ❜
#redbraid#gdskhghsj that is so cute <3<3<3#[ ⚓︎ ] ° ○ answered » — 𝖙𝖔𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖞 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖆𝖞 .
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i'll play the guitar at you.
“That’s the weirdest threat I’ve gotten in a while.” Normally, Ren would be annoyed by such a comment, but she had a soft spot for pretty girls with red hair. Jessie wasn’t like Cathy. Not in the slightest. Their similarities started and ended at their hair color, but something about Jessie was intriguing to Ren. “Anything but Wonderwall, please.”
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bites ethan gently <3
ETHAN BLINKS, FAINT AMUSEMENT flickering across his features.
“Oh—” He says softly, “—hello to you too, Jess.”
╰► @redbraid
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@redbraid asked: look! i painted a picture of you!
PROMPTS FOR PLAYFUL AFFECTION || accepting
𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐏��𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃. lilith was a massive fan of art, so to be painted made a sense of delight go through her. it made her feel warm, and seeing that the other girl had clearly put so much effort into it made her feel happy too - appreciated. long fingers reached to pull her phone out of her pocket before she even began to speak. ❝ oh this is amazing! thank you so much! i have to show this to saylor and the boys immediately. they're going to be amazed. ❞
as she snapped the picture of the painting to send to the group chat, her eyes flicked up to meet the others. ❝ you're really good. have you ever thought of doing commissions, or selling your work? local artists are blowing up all over the world right now, i think people would love your art. ❞
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⸻ @redbraid [ . . . ] manifesting spell with intention *.; ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ “ wait , wait , wait ! i'm coming with you ! ”
That was strange. He knew people tended to stick to him, drawn to his capturing aura like a warm summer day after months of heavy clouds and cold isolation. Jessica — as he had previously learned — didn’t seem to be any different in these regards. However, she didn’t seem like she wanted to follow him due to otherworldly influences. The blonde was sure that she wasn’t the type of girl to let naivety lead her every move. Following a stranger into the woods wasn’t truly what a clever girl should do. Which made him wonder what she was trying to escape from if following him was the better option.
⠀The witcher sighed heavily, yet smiled encouragingly. He moved with a sense of intrepidity, despite knowing just as little about her as she knew about him.
⠀“Not used to women following strange men voluntarily into dark places”, he chuckled, making sure to walk beside her rather than ahead, refusing to turn his back on her. “And I feel like you aren’t either. Are you on the run?”
#*✹˰ ʾ answers . ʿ but you need your rotten heart; your dazzling pain like diamond rings.#redbraid#not even sure if this was intended as a starter lol#feel free to answer✌️
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“aw, your handwriting is so cute.”
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Crash tries to shrug her off of his shoulders as he hunched over more, the thick grease paint already melting off of his face as he tried to write the setlist for the night. Ironically, he’s insecure of his almost perfect penmanship. His aunts and older girl cousins were the ones that helped with his hand writing which led to rather frilly writing especially when it came to dotting his eyes and how curly the ends of some of his letters were.
“Leave it alone,” He warned, eyebrows scrunching as he finished the list of rather violent song titles. Especially since a couple of his ‘i’s were erased and rewritten without the hearts instead of almost perfect circles.
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starter call [ closed ] // @redbraid
danbi nearly tears a hole into the space-time continuum, the stars in her eyes transforming into swirling galaxies and blasted supernovas – horses? why, the sole experience she had with such creatures was in the circus: a brief caress of whiskered noses, the crunch of carrots and her echoed giggles. she curls her fingers into jessica’s shoulder, a gentle yet exuberated touch, and leaps.
“we’re gonna ride horses? i love horses!” from her brief experiences with most things, it’s safe to assume she loves them too. “you’re gonna teach me, right?”
because, of course, danbi’s never been a rider. not even an acrobatic accessory, though she would dream of such endeavors in a time long before she went into theatre instead – a girl can imagine. she opens her eyes wide, an almost child-like wonder behind mismatched irises, and smiles even wider.
“this is gonna be so much fun!”
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