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[axhes]

[ &&.themelissapark‌ ]:

“You wouldn’t be so accident prone if you looked before you leap,“ she pointed out, as she began to clean the scrape. “You may be able to handle it but mama’s touch always makes things better yes?“ she smiled. “So mind telling me how you got this? And don’t lie.“

   puckered lips allowed her to present a look of a pouty yet innocent child. every time the curly haired girl tended to tell a lie to her mother, she would roll her tongue when speaking and unnecessarily accentuate on words as though that would make her fibs more believable.  “ i told youuuuuuu, i fell and scraped me knee when playing around with tyler. one clutz plus another equals a baddd combination” it was easier telling her mom that lie than the truth about the fence, after all she was running from a rougarou.

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and where tf did you come from??? @axhes

[axhes]

your pocket, cause that’s where i live.

[axhes]

[ &&.sercphvs ]‌:

thea stood there, her arms crossed as she frowned at judas. “your kid isn’t here. he’s at a sleepover. which you’d know if you gave a fuck about something else besides work.”

    brawny hands drag across the rugged mans faces, frustration radiating off of him. he was temperamental and thea was well versed in his sway of emotions, yet there he stood speaking in the calmest of tones attempting to keep his composure. “ how fucking convenient is that? “ he scoffs. “ no, no, no--don’t you dare fucking tell me what i give a fuck about. not after what you fucking did.”

[axhes]

[ &&. @solaciummeae​ ]:

He huffs a soft chuckle at her response, the grin on his face growing to spread across his face. His shoulders jump a few times lightly. “Well– when the battles pick you– you ain’t got any other choice than t’ fight ‘em I guess.” He considers, still beaming. “But I gotta say– even then you got a choice. But you never was much of a pacifist now, huh?” He shoots her a wink.

  broad shoulders shift upward only to drop naturally. the subtle shrug spoke for itself. she was her fathers child and with that she embodied his confidence. lifting both her hands spirit fingers transition into a closed fist. “ now you see these hands right here? --- they been rated E for everybody. papa didn’t raise no bitch, he raise THE bitch. ask about me.” she muses as a playful chuckle escapes her. “ i’ve always believed there is a time and place for everything. let’s just take that for what it is. ”

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[axhes]

creative writing beckons me.

i miss doing things, i miss writing things.

would love to jump back into the writing zone/scene.

however this will require me to have actual plots and what not. with the coming weeks i will be unfollowing people and only following blogs that wish to write with me/i write with. i feel this is the best productive method in regards to getting back to where i wish to be writing wise. mutual or not this goes for all blogs. **i still fucks with yall never question that**

i just feel a clean dash is a purposeful dash, thus being one that is not only inspiring but  plot driven for me.

lmk if you would still like to write with me. if not, please do not take my unfollow personal. 

[henycavil]

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[ &&.luxintenebra ]‌:

He raises both of his hands in some silent effort to show he means no offense, tilting his head to the side. “’m not sayin’ you’re not– or tha’ you can’t– ‘m jus’ sayin’ sometimes you gotta pick your battles…” There’s a brief pause before his lips pull down and then jump up again in a shrug. “Or you could jus’ punch her in th’ face…tha’s your prerogative.”

shaking her head, the brunette does consider what the other is saying. after all she valued his opinion greatly. it held some weight in one of the ways where initally she had always looked up to the other. “ and what do you say about the battles when they pick me?” she counters. “ my prerogative is a bit mucky right now. i’ll get back to you on that.” 

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