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[ I'm not apologizing for not doing my drafts, I've not been in the mood. So those are going to take a little longer to get out, thanks for listening & the patience is as always appreciated. ♡ ]

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[ CONSUMED ]  receiver needs to feed on human blood,  sender makes cuts in their skin for them to feed off of. [ raleigh. ]

BLOOD KINK PROMPTS // ( @stcllata )

Mary has never been comfortable with anyone she's close to offering their blood to her, but she's been badly burnt from sun exposure and needs to heal. She growls, it rumbles and resonates deep within her chest as Raleigh attempts to get closer to her — attempts to close the distance between them where she was hiding in what was once someone's storm cellar. “No!” 

She finds her voice, backing away from the hunter more as she can feel how dry her throat has become with h u n g e r. The ability to smell the iron in the air, the low thrum of his blood pulsing through his veins — she's absolutely terrified of herself. Her fangs had made themselves known the moment he had decided to slice his skin open as an offering, violently she shook her head. She probably came off as being foolish or stubborn but she's legitimately concerned she might not know how to stop.

With good reason, normally her prey wasn't some willing party – it was people that no one would miss, the criminal kind. “STOP.” She all but snapped at him, backed into a darkened corner and closed her eyes. Healing took a little bit longer when she's refusing to feed, but she's technically ‘covered up’ so the first degree burns will heal — it'll just be a few hours. “ — I'll be fine once it's dark out,” The pull to feed is still there and it's making her dizzy like she's in withdrawal, so she slowly lowers herself to the ground. Hands coming up to cradle her head as she felt the dull throb of a hunger headache coming on.

“ …. …. Find me someone, Ral. Someone no one will miss, not an innocent life either. I might not have a soul anymore, Amore mio – but my moral compass still points straight.”

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"I know I should let you go, but I can't bear the thought of living without you." [ bucky. ]

—  𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓-𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 // ( @stcllata )

The metahuman exhaled a deep breath, hands folding in front of her as she just let Bucky say what it is he had planned to say. Brows furrowing a smidge before returning to normal, Mary's quiet — probably the most quiet she's ever been since learning he and Steve both knew not just her paternal grandmother but all of nonna Rita's siblings before they moved to Orange in 1930. She tried to not dwell on the fact that she'd never be able to tell any of them she's since met both Steve and Bucky, several times now. “ — I hope you are not saying that out of any obligation you may feel or have felt towards my grandmother, or even the rest of her siblings Buck.” She muttered a little bit. “You don't have to — I'd never try to convince you to stay if that isn't what you wanted based on your own decisions.”

Another breath was exhaled, “ — I am … far from the easiest person to love or care about. I don't really … still don't as a matter of fact — think I'm deserving of it but that's what happens when you grow up like Kelly and I did.” Constantly feeling like they're never good enough, never being listened to because `I'm the parent so I'm never wrong and you have to always apologize because you always are` mentality. “Not that it can be any easier for a man who was experimented on, brainwashed, manipulated and lied to… I am fairly certain we both suffer from complex ptsd for different reasons, or maybe the same - not a therapist nor a psychologist so can't really say.” 

“ — I am uncertain that I was going anywhere else with that last part, other than being positive that we both suffer from complex ptsd. And maybe generational trauma, at least from my end.” She shrugged both shoulders now. “... Guess the main point still is that you don't have to stay if you feel like it's in anyway an obligation towards my grandmother or her siblings ‘cause you knew them. That's all, I am … more than used to people leavin’ me for whatever reason — sometimes they tell me, sometimes they don't and sometimes when it's left unresolved it becomes an issue that I gotta work through with my therapist.” She's rambling and she knows it but it's so she doesn't have to dwell on the possibility of Bucky choosing to walk away. At least there's always a place for her to cry and get consolation at her sister's home.

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@copiious ( for joe ! )

It's been an entire year and a half now since Mary agreed to sign the contract, to be Joe's manager on the west coast only. Her contract had to have that particular stipulation because unlike everyone else that worked solely for the company? She had another job, her main job – this?.Was quite the side hustle. Mary wasn't a fool though, she has a dummy account on most of the social media platforms to see what the fans are saying, because the only personal account she has is Instagram. The tattoo parlor had a separate account for artists to display their work, there was a site linked in the bio as well as an email to contact the management. You know — a typical business account. 

Both rosters were on the road four days a week – and since the schedule literally changed every single week ? She's a bit grateful there's times where she's not needed at all, where it's the old wiseman having to be there and she can be at work or sitting on her surfboard watching the sunset. Did it at all weigh on her subconscious? Yes, it did — because Joe lived all the way on the other coast — 4, 649 miles if anyone needed the numbers. And there were very few who knew the truth — six people to be exact, other than themselves ( Joelle, his mom, Paul, Sefa, Jon & Josh ). It sat on her ring finger the whole time she was back in Hawai'i, she slept with it on and only ever removed it to shower — but they agreed to not wear them when working.

Fans were insanely ruthless, so it was a matter of safety. 

— — —

Today was going to be a tiring travel day for Thursday  — she had to fly to Los Angeles and stay there for four hours until her flight to Portland. Which was where the show was going to be and she had rented herself a cozy little AIRBNB for the night. So she could hang up her outfits and steam iron them all again for good measure, get her nails done and just have … quiet before all the chaos. ( yes, she's flying out a day early. )

She had just left her condominium, the dark green suitcase rolling along the hallway floor of the 30+ condo building. Dressed in a mauve colored loungewear set, flip flops on her feet and a matching dark green backpack with an empty yeti in a mesh side pocket. Her keys and wristlet clutch dangled from a lanyard around her neck, her android phone was neatly tucked inside of the clutch. While in the elevator and on her way down to the lobby, Mary removed a folded yellow slip of paper from the wristlet clutch to put in her mailbox. It was one of those request to hold mail forms for the post office, she had a whole stack of them on her desk for this reason alone — a downside of living alone. No one to get the mail and let it pile up on the coffee table for you, she didn't exactly trust her neighbors … because she was recognized a little more these days due to being on television. 

With the yellow piece of paper now safely within the confines of her mailbox, Mary exited the building and began walking towards the back of it. Where the parking lot was and only briefly stopped to remove the keys from the lanyard. Unaware that in those few seconds, the rolling suitcase had been taken — not in a nefarious manner, but was she in for a surprise when she turned around and squeaked!  “ — !!!” Uncertain of what to say — because standing before her were both Joe and Paul, who had his hand wrapped around the luggage handle. “ …. I …. hello to the both of you, I'm sure you'll explain to me why you're here but I also … kind of need coffee and a breakfast sandwich before going to the airport.”

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'you should hate me right now.' (max :):):))

↪ 𝐹𝐼𝐿𝐿𝑂𝑅𝑌 ⅋ 𝐅𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 . // ( @hadmrcy )

He's right about that ! Twice now he's cost her work – from harassing her OnlyFan subscribers to not helping her when she came to him for it and resulting in her left hand being broken along with her violin being smashed beyond repair? She sold the ring he proposed to her with to help pay off the medical bills from her hospital visit, the surgery and still some was being used to help pay for the physical therapy she was enduring. It'd still be months before she had full strength in her hand again, not to mention how long she'd need to be in therapy to try and break the glass ceiling of trauma from getting attacked like that. It's why she had to move out of the rental and was living with him, a choice she HADN'T wanted to make really but she couldn't stay in the house with the other violinists if she couldn't pay the rent. Of course, he hadn’t been too keen on her telling him she sold the ring — but she needed the money. A bulk of what savings she had before now was for the move back to New York. And there was absolutely no guarantee that once she was back to full physical strength ? There'd be an available chair for her to go back to within the American Symphony Orchestra. The only choice she was even being left with ? Was to return to being a private music teacher, but he'd have to be okay with strangers coming in and out of the house — because renting a studio out was absolutely ridiculous. 

“I do actually, which is why I sleep on the couch instead of in the bed with you.” She's learned to get comfortable with sleeping alone, and having to sleep in a position that keeps pressure off of her lower left arm because she also slept in a removable cast. Mary was already a side/stomach sleeper when they met, but now she has to sleep on her back because it wasn’t at all comfortable to wake up with your face pressed into the back of the couch. Absent-mindedly, the fingers on her right hand moved along the cast on her left and she was fiddling with the adjustable strap. “But not as much as you likely hate yourself for putting someone you claim to care about through such emotional discourse that she MIGHT not even have a job to go back to — unlike yourself that will still be able to wrestle.” Oh yeah, if he caught the venomous tone of contempt there ? She meant every single word.

“Wouldn't count on me bein’ all too eager nor willing to play any live entrance music for you either. I'll have to stay behin’ and find a job in the city or start teachin’ private music lessons like I was before movin’ here.” She muttered a little bit before getting up from her seat and made her way towards the kitchen in order to take some of her anti inflammatory medication that the doctor had suggested while her hand ( and fingers ) continued to heal.

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“  i’m not strong.  or brave.  i survive ‘cause there’s not really any other choice. ” [ from elijah, who is most definitely close to giving up at this point ]

PROMPTS FOR THE HEAVY HEARTED ( @dcmoniism )

The last thing she ever expected was to be opening her front door one night and find Elijah standing there. Bewildered, would have definitely been the accurate description of her — not that he couldn't have found her. She had bought a motorhome bus, and was permanently parked on the outskirts of a year round campground on purpose. The owners left her alone because she got rid of the trash or scared them off — so they were letting her stay for free. 

Dark eyes blinked a few times as she put down the trash bag she was holding and opened up the door, “ …. Why don't you just come in, I'll be right back — going to take this over to the pickup area just around that large bend.” Once he was inside of the motorhome, she headed down the steps for where her e-bike was. She'd only be gone for a few minutes, the e-bike was significantly faster than walking — since running was basically the same speed as when mortals ran, her kind of vampire didn't end up speed running or getting anywhere in the blink of an eye. There were a few disadvantages in regards to her type of vampire, the biggest one that most vampires tended to suffer from was the inability to daywalk without suffering first degree burns until covered up or fed.

Soon, the sound of the e-bike approaching could be heard by him. She parked it under the awning again, right near where the outdoor grill was. She closed the door to the bus once inside of it, taking a seat in the driver's to remove her boots and put on a pair of slippers instead. “ — For the record, you are both strong and brave Elijah. You've just have had to been in survival mode for a very long time, trying your best to remain in the good graces of your baby brother … “ A deep breathe was exhaled, “Familial situations can be complex, but not everyone ends up daggered for hundreds of years because one wanted to impose their will over the others. Loyalty is admirable, but at some point it's important to get out and start having your own life. Always and forever can still exist, just because you stop being in the day to day doesn't mean you wouldn't be there in a time of need.”

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💫 a late night text. //Jimmy!

texting starters / @rvbelhearts

📲 [ 𝚂𝙼𝚂: 𝙱𝚒𝚐 𝚘𝚕'𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚛. ]: you know the downside about dating someone thats on the road so much?

📲 [ 𝚂𝙼𝚂: 𝙱𝚒𝚐 𝚘𝚕'𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚛. ]: when you just want cuddles but can't get them.

📲 [ 𝚂𝙼𝚂: 𝙱𝚒𝚐 𝚘𝚕'𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚛. ]: thank you for coming to my ted talk. 😫

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🌻 a worried text. //Jey!

texting starters / @rvbelhearts

📲 [ 𝚂𝙼𝚂: 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙻𝚒𝚘𝚗. ]: it's been over three hours now.

📲 [ 𝚂𝙼𝚂: 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙻𝚒𝚘𝚗. ]: if you don't answer me in the next ten seconds?

📲 [ 𝚂𝙼𝚂: 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙻𝚒𝚘𝚗. ]: I'm calling your mom.

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-> @karmalives -> continuation.

lingering backstage prior to a show starting was her least favorite thing to do — but she was going through one last check of her camera gear to make absolutely sure that everything was properly attached or that batteries were fully charged. or you know, every memory card was fully functional — which was why her laptop was sitting on a metal chair plugged in. just double checking before putting the memory card back inside of the camera.

h o w e v e r, her gut — that natural born instinct of knowing when something was the matter was edging around the corners of the back of her mind. it was making her nervous, she wished it wasn't but without knowing what the cause was? she was going to have to remain nervous — and that did not bode well for when she had to work.

eyes of the world — the most inappropriate time to get anxious and be unable to do her job correctly. they'd never let her take photos ever again — well, at least the company wouldn't. exhaling a deep breath or two, she removed a little black jar from her backpack and removed one non thc gel capsules. popping it into her mouth, she frowned a bit and sealed the jar up tight before heading down the hallway for the water fountain. taking a few swallows of the icy cold liquid, a double tap on her shoulder made her quickly stand up straight and spin around. coming face to face with paul heyman — special counsel to … uh oh.

"ms. savarese, my liege — the tribal chief roman reigns would like to speak with you. can you please gather your things? i have been tasked with bringing you to him." all she could do was nod her head quickly before walking over to where her belongings were — powering down the laptop, packing it away in the backpack followed by her camera bag and zipping it up. sliding both arms through the straps, another sigh passed through her lips before she followed paul down the hallway. in the opposite direction of where she was supposed to be going soon. she's biting her lower lip hard enough to make it bleed upon the final approach of those black double doors with the sign ROMAN REIGNS on at least one of them.

he knocks twice before opening a door for her — gesturing her inside and closing the door behind her. so she's trapped now, paul standing vigilant outside so they're not disturbed. " — you … wanted to see me???" her voice rather quiet, trying to hide her anxiety.

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@rvbelhearts - continued from here.

Mary had not expected the conversation to go the way it did, mostly because talking about the environment she'd grown up in -- abusive, neglecting, gaslighting, must obey the parent / parent never wrong -- wasn’t really ever a comfortable situation to revisit but ... she had promised to be more open and that was a difficult topic she had to cross the bridge with him. Now, he also had to learn the fact that he was never going to meet her parents - hard to do when they've both been dead since 2008 or so. Not that she'd want him to anyway, hell her whole extended family ( minus one aunt & her family ) was never going to meet anyone she was close with. It was a choice she had made when she was fifteen and given how both sides had treated her and her older sister after the divorce? Yeah, hard pass on that.

Kelly, her older sister could obviously meet him one day. She was difficult to track down mainly because she was so busy. Not an excuse, personal chef in New York. One of the best in her opinion but Kelly would be yelling at her that she was biased.

Thankfully though, no nightmares had happened but color her surprised when she had left the bedroom to get more water and found him asleep on the couch. Eyes slightly scrutinizing him before clearing her throat to speak, "More water needed and you DEFINITELY should have gone home. You're the one that got injured on the job last I checked which is why you're currently not on television with your twin." The corner of her mouth upturned into a slight smirk as she headed for the kitchen to refill her water bottle. "Although now I'm certainly going to replace that couch and make sure it has a firm mattress in it, at least waking up stiff then won't be due to sleeping poorly." A soft snicker could be heard after she said that, "I had to switch my own mattress a few years ago. Got one of those gel memory foam mattresses - with a topper, my joints and back have been thanking me since. Catching criminals is not easy on the joints, neither are those desk chairs."

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@chvmpiiions - continued from.

He's being insufferable on purpose and she's aware of that, eyes rolling a little bit when he cups his ear. "You're not deaf, Kenny – I know that much. You heard me loud and clear." However now because he chose to react like he had — she was going to be a brat. Lips brushing over the shell of his ear, that was cupped by his hand and purposefully breathed out slowly. Oh, make matters worse – why not — her body was pushed flush up against his at the same time. 

"But if you're going to play that card — fine. I said I just miss you." Yes, spoken directly in his ear — followed by her brushing her lips along his jawline slowly.

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@karmalives -> continuation.

→ 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚜: o h !

→ 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚜: 😳

→ 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚜: oh wow uhm ...

→ 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚜: no no I'll come and get them ...

→ 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚜: ... along with the camera I left there.

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@twotonesoffun - from here.

" — That's your fault though … ? Anything after your time as THE ARCHITECT ? Utterly mortifying, like please. Go back to slayin' kings and burnin' it down. Whomever you got reinvented into? S u c k s, let creative know."

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📔 M&M pls n thank

send “📔” to read an entry from my muse’s diary about your muse. ( mjf - @egotstical )

DAY ONE.

             I don't like him, and I don't have to even get along with him in order to do what is being asked of me. Oh and fuck him if he thinks he could even STOP ME from wearing whatever the hell I want during a performance. I'm already plotting it out behind his back and the back of my team.

DAY, WHATEVER.

          I really wish I had just stayed home and not accepted going to that dinner or whatever the fuck that was. He didn’t have to come and check in on me like that — it made it all the worse and increased the urge to just block him everywhere for it.

         ….. even if all I felt like doing was curling up in his arms to disappear.

THIS LITTLE FUCK.

            LOOKING BACK AT THAT PREVIOUS ENTRY I SHOULD'VE BLOCKED HIM ALL OVER. HE SOMEHOW FUCKIN' FOUND THE ONLYFANS ACCOUNT. SUBSCRIBERS ARE CONSTANTLY DROPPING AFTER SHOWING ME THE MESSAGES HE'S SENDING HIM. Guess all he knows is how to destroy things, even for the ones who aren't in his circle to make those decisions for. Going to be heading back to New York thanks to you, because you're ruining me financially. 

               Today was the last day.

That I will ever see your face. And I'm proud of it, because you'll never be anywhere near the part of the city where we rehearse. Nowhere near where I'll be living and that is a blessing. And I hope destroying my life brings you no peace, because you deserve none.

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Mary and Jey for the angst shippy thing

slightly angstier ship meme ( jey uso - @rvbelhearts )

who is more likely to get injured doing small tasks - neither, they're both quite adequate at avoiding it.

who worries more about the other - ayyyyyyyy !!! THIS IS MUTUAL. his job is physical injuries as much as hers is ( and bullets ).

who is more afraid about the other leaving them - jey ( she'd need a very good reason for it though. )

who is more likely to leave (for any reason) - neither, they're gonna talk it out.

who is more likely to drunkenly confess - heehee, jey.

who is more likely to push the other away (for any reason) - mary, hard work days make her turn inward.

who picks fights more often - both but they're play fights.

who usually apologizes first - mary, too many times growing up and being made to think she's always in the wrong.

who is more likely to withhold their feelings for the other - mary, LOOK HOW LONG IT TOOK HER TO REALIZE HER FEELINGS.

who is more likely to lash out at the other - Both, these samoan & italian tempers yo.

who gets more jealous - neither.

who is more likely to support the other in a relationship with someone else “as long as they’re happy”: ugh, i feel like this would really hurt him if she wanted jimmy only ( 😭😔😖😩 ) and i don't think she could hide her hurt if he decided he wanted someone else. so you know, neither.