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“I knew this reunion wouldn’t be sweet for long.” Tara struggled with her frenemy with a slight smirk shadowed by discomfort. “You have five seconds to let me go or get pelted by a hellstorm of rocks.” With eyes illuminating yellow and the appearance of a gold-ish aura around her fist, she spoke with a mocking kindness, “Then I’ll apologize.”

“Don’t know. But, uh, in the future,” Carmilla steps closer. “I’d, y’know,” And in one swift motion, she gives Tara a wedgie, pushing and pulling her around by her underwear. “Apologize for disappearing!”

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                      “Yeah, probably.”

               Quickly making her way over to the prescribed shelf, Tara searched for the relief in a bottle. Moving the hair that got in the way of her vision behind her ear, she grabbed a capsule out of the bottle and headed back toward the ill-fit seer.

                            “Take this.” Revealing the pill, Tara motioned her open hand toward the other with an amicable smile. The girl spoke softly, “I know, but it wouldn’t sit right with me- just leaving you like this.”

                       “Y-you’re probably right.” 

             A quiet dark corner and some sleep sounded good to him. He rubbed the bridge of his nose. He was so tired. Alejandro dropped the hand and brows rose at her question.

                             “Oh, uh, I d-don’t know. Th-think so. Shelf over there,” He gestured, “Y-you  don’t uh, you don’t have t-to stick around, you kn-know.”

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A little wave was followed by a responding smile, “I-I...” Tara took a deep breath, “I’m-really afraid-of-spiders-and-there’s-a-huge-one-right-there,” pointing toward her, she started her quick flurry of words once again, “I swear I’m-really-trying-not-to-freak-out.” She grinned again, seemingly out of it and then exhaled.

A small yet warm smile formed on Gabe’s lips as his gaze flickered up to meet the her’s, “Hi there, of course. Or at least – I’ll try to. What can I help you with?”

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“No, that’s the kind of stuff I’m talking about. You worry about you.”

“I can take care of you if I need to. I’m not gonna sit around and watch you die.”

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tara-markov:

REPOST, DON’T REBLOG PLEASE AND THANK YOU.

Tagged by steelhart

Why did you choose your URL? i rp the character tara markov, so yea

What is your middle name? i dont have one

If you could own a fairytale/fictional pet, what would it be? tbh i have no idea, don’t fictional pets eat fictional things?? how would i feed it, im broke and not an explorer

Favourite colour(s)? black, grey, white, blue and pink

Favourite song? omg i hate this question, uh... all the sailor moon opening

What are your top five fandoms? marvel, dc, teen wolf, orange is the new black, hemlock grove

Why do you enjoy Tumblr? it’s actually showed me and taught me a lot. pretty much shaped me, i don’t think i would be as half as interested in the stuff i am now if it wasn’t for this lameo website

Tag 9 of your Tumblr crushes: sonofabanner

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                 Shifting her weight to her side, Tara looked toward the man with a flicker of curiosity. She held her books closely to her chest, looking down toward her shoes before looking back up at the stranger with a raise brow. Who was this strange apparition of man?

                  “I’m sadly already aware of that undeniable fate...” With a huff of air, she continued in an almost jaded tone, “Who are you?”

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                              “Word of advice for you, never get your hopes up.”

               Sebastian leans against the wall with his shoulder, his arms snaking together, crossing against his chest. An obvious sign - his guard was up. It wasn’t that he was worried by the other’s presence, but rather his own words made him feel vulnerable.  

                   “If you get your hopes up, you’ll be disappointed every time.”

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The 19th icon in your folder is your muse’s reaction to finding a dead body in their basement

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There's something that no one seems to understand. She wasn't some monster. She was just a girl.

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Hayden Panettiere as Tara Markov a.k.a Terra! requested by tara-markov

Things change, Beast Boy. The girl you want me to be is just a memory.

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Beau Mirchoff as Zachary Zatara! requested by tara-markov

My names Zatara. And boy, are you all in the deep, brown, smelly stuff.

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“Hi..” Tara spoke in a small soft voice in contrast to her usual rambunctious loud. Her eyes carefully scanned the other, “Can you help me?”

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“Why do I have a sneaking suspicion that I’m not going to enjoy this gift as much as I should,” Tara speaks in a stern tone, turning around slowly with a sigh.

“You’ll love it. Turn around real quick, though.”

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“You waited almost three years to give me a gift? I’m surprised and honored.”

“Then come closer. I have something for you.”

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“Like I said-- you know me.”

“You sure you’re alright?”

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“You shouldn’t have. You know me. Unpredictable, a great survivor for some reason, and awfully cute.”

“I was worried about you.”

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The girl perked up when hearing the kind words. 

“I’m a work in progress,” Tara admitted, but the other was right. It did feel good to live in honesty. It was an experience she was awfully unfamiliar with and took time and effort to conjure, but nevertheless it felt like the sun’s glory was always upon her. “But you’re right. It does feel good.”

▒ ┆&. tara-markov !

There’s a brief pause before a warm simper etches it’s way upon her features. Upon speaking once more, her tone is both matter-of-fact and, oddly, reassuring.

           ❝ well, at least you’re honest about it                   and you’ve changed. that’s gotta                              feel good, right ? ❞