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selinakyl-ee · 6 days
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There was sudden rapid knocking on your door. Upon opening it, you saw a short orange haired girl who looked like someone you knew…
Hi Uhm- Ms. Kyle, right? I have something really important to say, and it may sound kind of crazy-
You know how 6 years ago, you went through a really bad breakup with Edward Nygma?
@quite-the-enigma
Selina tilted her head as she stared at the girl who stood in front of her. The girl started talking about something, mentioning Edward Nygma, her ex.
The thing was, not many knew about him. And who was this girl?
"Yeah. Him. What about him? And who are you?"
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sonataforsybelle · 1 month
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@sangcreole sent
?? for a strange/vague text
[text: Louis] feral cats outside are harmonizing in the key of C. meowing symphony. or is it an opera. i wonder what they're singing about. meow.
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ariaxblackwood · 1 year
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Location: The Holloway Clinic
Aria stood at the nurses station, her hands gently clasping a steaming cup of coffee, its aroma mingling with the sterile scent of antiseptic. Fluorescent lights overhead cast a clinical glow on the bustling ward. It was another busy shift, but Aria had grown accustomed to the rhythm of the clinic, finding solace in the routine chaos.
As she took a sip of her coffee, the intercom crackled to life, announcing a patient in room 214. Aria's eyes flickered wit curiosity, wondering who she would be attending to this time. With a sense of purpose, she set her cup aside and made her way down the corridor, her white uniform swishing softly with each step.
Upon reaching the room, Aria paused for a moment outside of the door, gathering her thoughts and preparing herself to meet the person on the other side. She took a deep breath, steadying her nerves, before gently pushing open the door and stepping inside.
The room was dimly lit, the pale sunlight casting a hazy glow through partially drawn curtains. A figure lay on the hospital bed, their form obscured by the shadows. Aria approached, her footsteps whisper-soft against the tiled floor.
"Good morning," she greeted warmly, her voice a soothing melody. "My name is Aria, and I'll be your nurse today. How're you feeling?"
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witherdecxy · 5 months
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ー open tavern
[ an open starter w/ hajoon ]
It was another night of tip, cheers and at least one audience member trying to corner him after his songs. Though it also meant the night was successful, not so much in the hearing of secrets of the patrons but he has enough money to head back to Jeosung for a bit of relaxation, and adding more sacrifices to his cauldron.
But for now he is nursing a drink and checking his bag of holding in making sure everything was where it needed to bed. The last thing he wanted was to be unprepared for the journey tomorrow morning.
The night was still young so he allowed himself to indulge a bit more. Conversing with the innkeeper who knows his face all too well. Even throwing a few bets in watching two brawling men arm wrestle in the testing of testosterone. It was rare to have a night this peaceful that even included just for one night as he took a seat at the bar, mildly talking to himself but loud enough for anyone to join in, "Not often is this place has such good energy. Usually someone is thrown out by now." He says with another drink from his pint or more so finishing the last of it before calling for another, "Better enjoy it before heading to the city! Nothing but work waits for me there!"
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hcpefulmarshmalllow · 1 month
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@phoenixfiiire x
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Delicate. If there is a word to describe the man, it is that. Fair hair that falls as it pleases; soft green eyes and a gentle smile adorn his pale features. And when he speaks, the voice that comes from his lips is punctuated by an almost pleasant breathless rasp.
❝Thank the Founder, I was beginning to think you'd never wake. Ah -- do not move too fast. You've already frightened your poor attendant enough for one day, don't you think? Passing out like that...it isn't safe to be so careless. You are lucky it was I who discovered you.❞
He straightens, fixing his guest with a pleasant smile. ❝Well. Strictly speaking, it is I who is the lucky one. I've been wondering how I might make your acquaintance, and here you are. It would have been unforgivably audacious of me to forsake you.❞
The room around them is light and open. Well-lit, exquisitely decorated, yet notably lacking the ever-present murmur of staff and soldiers these grand estates often keep on hand. He moves to a table and pours Joshua a drink. ❝You are most welcome to stay as long as you wish, Your Grace. No one will think to look for you here.❞
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eduardobolivar · 1 year
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"Chiquita," he grins with open arms expecting the warm greeting he is due as Ana's favorite sibling. If she ever claimed otherwise...he refused to hear it. " Did you miss me? I missed you, where's Alejandro? " ; @anamariaabolivar
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apocalipsiss · 2 years
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❝  I  fail  to  see  how  that's  my problem,  ❞  he  begins,  a  sudden  sense  of  ennui  washing  over  him.  
@turklite​
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bellasferreira · 2 years
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closed starter for: @asrabxt​ where: brunch in downtown 
“Okay, what’s going on? You’ve hardly touched your pumpkin spice waffles.” Isabella’s voice rings of concern with a dash of annoyance. The spread in front of them was picture perfect and, of course one of the best that money could buy. So she had an inkling Sasha’s loss of appetite was something more, since they both had enthusiastically agreed to a brunch to welcome the new Fall season. Bella set down her pumpkin spice espresso martini to bring attention to her friend. “Dish.” She commanded, after folding her fingers together to rest her chin upon them.
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soracities · 7 months
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"Absolutely no one comes to save us but us."
Ismatu Gwendolyn, "you've been traumatized into hating reading (and it makes you easier to oppress)", from Threadings, on Substack [ID'd]
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itsliyahhbih · 8 months
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Fat nuggets’ thread 🩷🖤
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ahotknife · 7 months
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i will never stop being 6 years old and lonely. i will never stop being 11 years old and lonely. i will never stop being 19 years old and lonely. i will never stop
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troythecatfish · 1 year
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sonataforsybelle · 3 months
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devourcr sent : “ did you want to be alone? ”
She always waited for him to rise and join them. Every night, without exception. The Appassionata calling for him as the sun slowly made its way down, Sybelle in a silk dress at her usual place ; the piano. Benji always waited for him too, but he was busy sweet talking the hotel clerk into believing Fox was on an extensive trip and to please let him handle the payments for now.
She had been waiting for Armand, but she had not heard him come in until she heard his voice on top of the music. Without looking at him, she shook her head. Oh she would greet him, but she did not like to interrupt the music. Not when she was in the middle of a movement.
"No. I was waiting for you to rise," she said softly as she played the airy chords of the second movement.
"I always wait for you. Sometimes I am still afraid you are a dream and you do not come and I wake up with my brother still alive."
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witherdecxy · 5 months
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ー from one to another
[ for kim joon of oathshxker w/ kanda ]
Kanda figured it was time to venture back home. Even though she didn't really have a reason to at the time, she held a small booklet from her latest exorcism that had draconic writing and some illustrations she could not recall other than maybe incantations. It was a gift from her latest client other than the roses strapped to her pack, she was excited to hang them in her window back in jeosung.
But now she had more pressing matters as she made her way to the gates of jeosung, there was a certain sorcerer that she needed to visit. Kanda doesn't have many friends from the guild since she left but had made sure to keep in touch with joon when she could. She hoped this booklet would be of use to him since she remembered in passing of his writings of his draconic heritage. It wasn't much but kanda was in need of some healing potions anyway.
Of course in her thoughts, she didn't realize that her footsteps brought her to the very potion shop his parent's owned. Wasn't long until she was through the door and her eyes spotting a familiar figure, "Joon." Her call out was short but there was a small grin on her face as she pulled the booklet from her bag, making her way closer inside, "glad I caught you here," she has always been straightforward in her words but that is just how she always been, "I need some health potions but also... this is for you."
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hcpefulmarshmalllow · 1 month
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@arpeggiiosm x
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The orphanage is lively today, but its oldest inhabitant is silently scheming. Cause for cover usually, but his intentions are as good as ever. He waits for the christmas gifts to be given and the songs to be sung, before the children go their separate ways; and then he approaches her.
❝I hope you don't think I forgot.❞ Even if the staff seem to have. He takes Kiko by the hand and leads her into one of the rooms, where there's a cake (that be bought, not baked!), balloons, and even a gift. ❝Happy birthday.❞
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faranae · 8 months
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I love Reddit sometimes.
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