𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑠

" but people are haunted. like buildings, like prayers. "

[deviilswitch]

&; I wanna be here so bad but I’m on the verge of being homeless and all I can manage to do when I get home from work is cry.

[deviilswitch]

[daevilhorns-archive]

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐘   𝐹𝑂𝐿𝐿𝑂𝑊𝑆    ᴹ̲ᴱ̲ᵀ̲ᴬ̲ᴸ   ʀᴏᴄᴋᴇʀꜱ      /      “   𝑤𝑒’𝑟𝑒   𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡.   ”   𝑺𝑨𝒀𝑺   𝙱𝙰𝙽𝙳.      /      ᵃᶜᶜᵘˢᵉʳˢ   ˢᵃʸ   𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥   𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗜𝗖   𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠   𝑘𝑖𝑑𝑠   𝘛𝘖   𝘛𝘜𝘙𝘕   𝘛𝘖𝘞𝘈𝘙𝘋𝘚   𝖘𝖆𝖙𝖆𝖓.

[melamemea]

Send me a "If one of us is going to survive... I'd rather it be you!" for a drabble where my muse makes one final effort to save yours by sacrificing themselves. Add reverse for it to be written from my muse's pov when yours does it.

[deviilswitch]

happy halloween from your favorite clown, loonette. wish i had spent the day on a big comfy couch instead of at work but here we are.

[becomeflowers]

❥           𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐀    (     ₁₉₉₇      )     ﹔      various  quotes  taken  from  20th  century  fox’s  adaption  of  anastasia.  i  ask  that  you  please  do  not  add   more  to  the  post.  adjust  pronouns  as  needed.

❝  no  star  burned  brighter …  ❞

❝  soon,  you’ll  be  home  with  me.  ❞

❝you  dare  banish  me ?  ❞

❝  mark  my  words.  ❞

❝  have  you  heard ?  ❞

❝  please  do  not  repeat.  ❞

❝  you  and  i,  friend,  will  go  down  in  history !  ❞

❝  we’ll  be  rich !  ❞

❝  they’ll  have  some  more  to  talk  about.  ❞

❝  a  fascinating  mystery …  ❞

❝  the  biggest  con  in  history !  ❞

❝  it’s  time  to  take  your  place  in  life.  ❞

❝  okay … i  can  take  a  hint.  ❞

❝  life  is  full  of  choices.  ❞

❝  i’m  learning  fast.  ❞

❝  i  was  never  complete  until  i  found  you.  ❞

❝  one  step  at  a  time.  ❞

❝  my  heart  still  needs  to  know …  ❞

❝  where  are  you ?  ❞

❝  did  you  hear  something ?  ❞

❝  hello !  anybody  home ?  ❞

❝  things  i  almost  remember.  ❞

❝  hey !  what  are  you  doing  in  here ?  ❞

❝  stop,  stop,  stop !  stop,  stop !  ❞

❝  hold  on  a  minute !  ❞

❝  how  did  you  get  in  here ?  ❞

❝  do  you  see  what  i  see ?  ❞

❝  perhaps …  that  all  depends  on  who’s  looking  for  him.  ❞

❝  were  you  a  vulture  in  another  life ?  ❞

❝  i  have  very  few  memories  of  my  past.  ❞

❝  can  you  help  me  or  not ?  ❞

❝  i  knew  you  were  crazy  from  the  beginning.  ❞

❝  i  guess  every  lonely  girl  would  hope  that  she’s  a  princess.  ❞

❝  really  wish  we  could  help  but …  ❞

❝  right  in  the  palm  of  our  hand.  ❞

❝  d-did  you  call  me ?  ❞

❝  it’s  all  just  an  honest  mistake.  ❞

❝  i’m  allergic  to  dogs.  ❞

❝  we’ve  got  a  train  to  catch.  ❞

❝  get  out !  ❞

❝  you’re  alive … ?  ❞

❝  that’s  why  i’m  stuck  here !  ❞

❝  i’m  a  wreck.  ❞

❝  is  this  the  face  of  someone  who’d  lie  to  you ?  ❞

❝  for  a  minute  there  you  had  your  old  spark  back !  ❞

❝  alright,  alright.  don’t  get  so  grabby.  ❞

❝  i’m  just  trying  to  help,  all  right ?  ❞

❝  stop  bossing  me  around.  ❞

❝  look,  i  think  we  got  off  on  the  wrong  foot.  ❞

❝  i  appreciate  your  apology.  ❞

❝  apology ?  who  said  anything  about  an  apology ?  ❞

❝  please,  don’t  talk  anymore,  okay ?  it’s  only  gonna  upset  me.  ❞

❝  i’ll  be  quiet  if  you  will.  ❞

❝  you  think  you’re  gonna  miss  it ?  ❞

❝  miss  what-  your  talking ?  ❞

❝  but  it  was  your  home …  ❞

❝  oh,  just  forget  it.  ❞

❝  have  you  lost  your  mind ?  ❞

❝  attraction ?  ridiculous.  ❞

❝  oh,  sorry  i  thought  you  were  someone  el-  oh,  it’s  you.  ❞

❝  i  think  you  broke  my  nose !  ❞

❝  men  are  such  babies. ❞

❝  get  off  of  me.  ❞

❝  something’s  not  right.  ❞

❝  wait  here.  i’ll  check  it  out.  ❞

❝  not  you !  ❞

❝  he’s  busy  at  the  moment.  ❞

❝  and  to  think  that  could’ve  been  you.  ❞

❝  if  we  live  through  this,  remind  me  to  thank  you.  ❞

❝  here  goes  nothin’.  ❞

❝  uh,  wow.  take  it  easy  there.  ❞

❝  oh,  no.  not  me.  ❞

❝  you  don’t  know  it’s  a  lie.  what  if  it’s  true ?  ❞

❝  there’s  nothing  left  for  you  back  there.  ❞

❝  i  feel  a  little  foolish.  ❞

❝  you’re  a  dream  come  true.  ❞

❝  here …  i  bought  you  this.  ❞

❝  i’m  not  very  good  at  it.  ❞

❝  i  mean  it  was  nice  on  the  hanger,  but  it  looks  even  better  on  you.  ❞

❝  i-i’m  just  trying  to  give  you  a,  uh -  ❞

❝  compliment ?  ❞

❝  how  will  we  get  through  this ?  ❞

❝  i’m  feeling  a  little …  dizzy.  ❞

❝  kind  of  light-headed ?  ❞

❝  maybe  we  should  stop.  ❞

❝  you’re  doing  fine.  ❞

❝  just  riddled  with  envy.  ❞

❝  pleasant  dreams  to  you.  ❞

❝  wake  up !  ❞

❝  it  was  a  nightmare.  it’s  all  right,  you’re  safe  now.  ❞

❝  we  won’t  be  fooled  next  time.  ❞

❝  no  more  pretend.  ❞

❝  princesses  don’t  marry  kitchen  boys.  ❞

❝  we’re  going  to  go  through  with  this  as  if  nothing  has  changed.  ❞

❝  you’ve  got  to  tell  her.  ❞

❝  tell  me  what ?  ❞

❝  h- …  how  beautiful  you  look.  ❞

❝  everything’s  gonna  be  fine.  ❞

❝  look,  we’ve  been  through  a  lot  together.  ❞

❝  i  want  to  wish  you  good  luck,  i  guess.  ❞

❝  you  used  me ?  ❞

❝  it  may  have  started  out  that  way,  but  everything’s  different  now.  ❞

❝  from  the  very  beginning,  you  lied !  ❞

❝  you  just  leave  me  alone !  ❞

❝  please,  you  have  to  know  the  truth !  ❞

❝  you’ll  stop  at  nothing,  will  you ?  ❞

❝  i’m  probably  about  as  stubborn  as  you  are.  ❞

❝  i  don’t  want  to  trick  you.  ❞

❝  why  the  change  of  mind ?  ❞

❝  it  was  more  a  change  of  heart.  ❞

❝  you’re  making  a  mistake.  ❞

❝  i  can’t  stay.  ❞

❝  you’ll  always  have  me,  but  is  it  enough ?  ❞

❝  i’m  not  afraid  of  you.  ❞

❝  they’re  waiting  for  you.  ❞

❝  wish  me  luck.  ❞

❝  it’s  the  perfect  ending.  ❞

❝  no.  it’s  a  perfect  beginning.  ❞

[rpfunstuff]

Ask my muse invasive questions! Nothing is off limits and they have to answer honestly-

No matter how uncomfortable they are! Happy TMI Tuesday~

[deviilswitch]

dzicor​:

( ⛧ ) WHO WANTS TO BE HUMAN; she says, unknowingly.  me. desperately. painfully. aching in the depth of what once was my soul, me: i scream it louder than my mind can take but the mask never falters.  ❝ no one. ❞

❝ why not? ❞ killing was a blink of the eye, a lungful of air, first nature - not second. if she was disturbed, he could play it away, laugh it off, a funny little joke however twisted, maybe he wasn’t serious, maybe he was. maybe it was just another soul for the house to consume, another pat on the back from the devil himself. he didn’t often pull the trigger, but leading the lamb to slaughter was just as bad as holding the bolt gun.

❝ a hammer. ❞ his face was blank; no emotion, no matter what he felt, no matter the struggle of whatever speck of soul remained. a hammer. a knife. a tire iron. a hand axe. his hands. raf shrugged his old bones, eyes dark, gaze long, jaw tight.  ❝ can’t? technically we can - i guess shouldn’t is the word for it. what’d he do, anyway? ❞ a step on the edge, a scratch at the surface; the house was hungry and he’d become accustom to feeding her.                                                                               it was easier, in truth, to feed her a                                                                    sinner, rather than a saint.

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if only he'd known just how closed off she actually was. how hard it was to get close to her before all of this mess had happened. before she had decided to be soft. marie had prided herself on being guarded and protective of her peace -- of her heart, and yet with one smile, someone had ripped that away from her. she was left reeling, granted it wasn't her first time falling in love, but it was definitely no less painful than any other.

" the same thing everyone does, " she bantered somewhat playfully, moving to sit beside him and brush an onyx curl behind her ear. " they tell you sweet nothings, tell you everything you'd ever want to hear. make you feel things that none had ever made you feel before. " marie started as her gaze fell again. " and you always tell yourself you'll never be that stupid again, and you always come out looking even worse than before. " the witch snorted.

" i caught him with another girl. " she said softly, finally finding his gaze as he listened to intently. she half wondered what he was thinking, his features were always so impassive and hard to read. she could never tell what was going through his mind. " he-- " her brows knitted together as she paused for a moment, taking a small breath to will herself through it. " mm, " she hummed softly.

silence fell over the room for a small second as she closed her eyes and dipped her head back, looking up to the heavens as if she'd ever pray to them again.

" i wish we could. "

[chriistianserratos]

˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ ˙ ♢  ghost on ghost !  /  sentence starters  ♢ ˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ ˙ ˖ ˙

these are taken from and inspired by iron & wine’s album ‘ghost on ghost’

❛  the trick’s in the timing  ❜

❛  you can call me anytime  ❜

❛  i feel as free as a morning bird  ❜

❛  i never meant to fall so hard  ❜

❛  we kissed at the county fair  ❜

❛  i know you’ll never leave me  ❜

❛  i miss you again  ❜

❛  i got lost  ❜

❛  you must understand  ❜

❛  i only lie when you don’t want the truth  ❜

❛  i’m only frightened ‘cause you finally gave me somethin’ to lose  ❜

❛  you’ve been bringin’ me joy  ❜

❛  i’ve come to confess  ❜

❛  i’m in love  ❜

❛  i’m living for you  ❜

❛  but i love you and you love me  ❜

❛  he’s jealous of me and what we’ve got  ❜

❛  i finally saw the colors of the world   ❜

❛  the music never lasts too long ❜

❛  _____ had a way to be kind with words  ❜

❛  i had a knife in the back of my car  ❜

❛  it’s cold ❜

❛  you’re bored  ❜

❛  when i dream, i’m back home  ❜

❛  why’d you follow her there ?  ❜

❛  once in awhile, your confidence leaves you  ❜

❛  we were two string beans  ❜

❛  i heard your heart  ❜

❛  i came to you and you to me  ❜

❛  doesn’t anybody see how scared you are ?  ❜

❛  there was a time when you were runnin’ to me  ❜

[deviilswitch]

( ❗ ) ; frightened starter.

[ hallucinations ] ; it was the only way to explain what couldn't be explained, it was what everyone told her they were but she knew there was more to it than that. marie paced outside of his door, one foot after the other and back again.

knock. don't knock.

the voices were growing louder and even with the tears brimming her heavy eyes, she could still see their wicked grins. the darkness that surrounded them, the cold air that hung in the air whenever they were near. she was terrified but she couldn't let it show. she looked to the door again with her fist hanging in the air, her breath caught in her throat, when they decided to do it for her.

three bangs against the door, hard and fast, left her wide eyed and shaken. marie shook her head and bit her lip, they had never manifested themselves into something outside of her head before and now...

when he swung the door open, marie wiped at her tears quickly.  " d-did i wake you? "

@dzicor​

[deviilswitch]

cat’s got her tongue.

“ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ”  

why was he like this? why were they like this? if she wasn't tugging on the tethered strings that bound him together, he was doing it to her...and so well. she sat there with a grimace of annoyance, pouting with her brows pulled together while she glared at him. there was always a power struggle between the two and it was a battle she often lost when it came to eren. " i have a ton of witty remarks and clever things to say -- i'm just keeping them in my head. " she mumbled. there certainly were words dancing in that head of hers, none of which were witty or clever, but complimentary as she took in his attire. ' you look cute ' or ' i like your costume ' would have sufficed but in what world would she ever be bold enough to say them? especially to his face.

" what would you like me to say? " she asked as she moved her eyes up to him, offering him a small smile. 

@t1tan​

[deviilswitch]

carnalstress​:

open to: females connection: girl he found, possesses strong magic plot: this will be based on a webtoon i have been working on reading. xander is a high sorcerer known across the country for having a “harem” in a wing of his estate. little do people know these women are actually an elite team of sorceresses who are trained to protect the royals, him, and the country if needed. your muse’s house mysteriously burned down with her husband inside (could have been her fault or some other reason), and she was picked up by xander’s guards when it was figured out she had strong magic powers.   

“Good you’re awake,” he spoke, turning from where he was standing at a table in the common room checking over some documents. “You gave the guards quite a fight during the carriage ride, so they had to knock you out.” He looked her over for a moment, noticing that his doctors had cleaned her up well. “We tried to recover any personal items from your home, so you could wake up to some familiar things, but everything has been completely lost. The girls have provided you with a wardrobe you can borrow until I can have some clothes made for you,” he said, referring to the five other ladies who stayed there. He knew well of the rumors about him and the women whom he boarded, most wild and nefarious. However, they were simply his collection of the most powerful magic users in the country. And he was about to acquire the help of a sixth, which hadn’t happened for a few years, but as soon as he saw her he knew the potential she wielded.    

it all happened within the blink of an eye. one moment she was wrapped in the embrace of her husband, relishing in his warmth and the next she was begging for a glimpse of mercy from the gods above. she knew well enough that her power wasn't tame or controlled and she never could pin point just when the surge of magic would course through her. she hadn't meant for it to go so far and her prayers for salvation were always ignored.

it had all gone black and when she woke she was hopeful that it was all a dream. doe brown eyes move between furniture and upholstery that she couldn’t recognize with until the unfamiliar voice snapped her attention to him. parting her lips to speak, marie fell silent as he drawled on so confidently. it was a clear indication that this wasn't his first time with a stranger in his home -- if this was his home. she swore the room was beginning to spin as he explained, shaking her head in disbelief. " and in the midst of my fiery fight, what gave you the impression that i would stay? " she bantered back. that spark that had caught hiss attention was now bubbling up and her sharp tongue was rarely ever bitten.

" who are you? where am i? and which of your guards was it that knocked me out? after i am done with our 'discussion', i'd very much like to have one with him. " the witch snapped.

[rpclefairy]

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

“ am i not good enough? ”  

“ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ”  

“ why did you help me? ”  

“ who do you fight for? ”  

“ why do you hate me? ”  

“ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ”  

“ you’re not dating anyone, are you? ”  

“ i’ve got your back, okay? ”  

“ where do you think you’re going? ”  

“ how long have i been asleep? ”  

“ are you going to kill me? ”  

“ why can’t i come with you? ”  

“ we all have secrets, don’t we? ”  

“ did you want to be alone? ”  

“ why should i trust you? ”  

“ wait. did you hear that? ”  

“ promise me? ”  

“ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ”  

“ do you remember anything at all? ”  

“ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ”  

“ you wanna know what your problem is? ”  

“ may i have this dance? ”  

“ can i ask… what happened? ”  

“ how many people have you killed? how many? ”  

“ do you ever hear yourself? ”  

“ would you run away with me? ”  

“ could you be happy here with me? ”  

“ you can’t or you won’t? ”  

“ you slept with them, didn’t you? ”  

“ well, how do i look? ”  

“ after all you’ve done how can i possibly trust you? ”  

“ why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of? ”  

“ what did they do to you? ”  

“ so why’s it so important anyway? ”  

“ where have you been? ”  

“ why are you looking at me like that? ”  

“ why did you come? ”  

“ what are you doing out here by yourself? ”  

“ is… that my shirt you’re wearing? ”  

“ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ”  

“ why does it always have to be a fight with you? ”

“ why can’t you look me in the eye? ”  

“ can you forgive me? ”  

“ what if i never see you again? ”  

“ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ”  

“ how about a little midnight snack? ”  

“ are you… smelling me? ”  

“ how did you get this scar? ”  

“ what do you want in exchange for it? ”  

“ what did you want to tell me? ”  

[deviilswitch]

dzicor​:

( ⛧ ) T R A U M A,  /ˈtroumə,ˈtrômə/ noun 

                                                   1. a deeply distressing/disturbing experience.                                                    2. they don’t stop screaming.                                                     3. they’ll never stop screaming.                                                     4. you can’t run from them.

❝ yeah. i get it. ❞ she was anxious; he knew this emotion, he could smell it in the air and taste it off the back of his tongue. it wasn’t something he felt anymore, not for a long while now, but when other people felt it, it was like it poured from them and soaked through his skin and reminded him of what it was. gods, he hated that.                                             ❝ no. just human. ❞ ❝ if it is that serious… ❞  there was a soft pause while he shifted his gaze from eyes to hands; she played them like a violin, a sorrowful song. ❝ i’ve got a hammer in the back… ❞  

human or humanity, it was insufferable. she didn't have the privileges' that some supernatural beings had; the ability to turn your emotions off and run from your problems. she was forced to face it every step of the way, for as long as she's done so far. you would she'd be wiser, more protective with her heart, but she was desperate to fill whatever void was inside of her. " who wants to be human? " marie muttered in a soft tone as her doe brown eyes fluttered closed at the thought.

when the words fell from raf's lips, that's when she opened her eyes and shifted her gaze back to him. " you'd kill him? " she laughed softly. there was that anxiety again. was he serious? why wasn't she as alarmed as she should have been. why was she smiling?

her gaze grew distant for a moment as she entertained the idea, knowing full and well just how bad this made her look to anyone other than him. her smile never faltered even as she left him metaphysically in a sense. " a hammer? " she quizzed as she moved her eyes back to him for a moment. " no, we can't. " marie shook her head. but could they? she had never killed anyone before  though the way the act tasted on her tongue was enticing to say the least.

[deviilswitch]

champagneandparacosm​:

The blue eyes which blinked with a slow ease, indifferent and uncaring to any threat tossed his way, and the softened smile shed light to who was in control at that specific moment. Peace, something Hazael hardly experienced anymore, resonated within the smoothness of his brow. It was a good day, a good week. He hadn’t blacked out in eight days. No new blood spilled by his unconscious hands. It had been mundane and boring and the man standing behind the witch couldn’t have been more proud of himself. Proud that he hadn’t murdered anyone in cold blood whilst he was not aware.

A demon lurked within the husk of the human. It settled between the heart cavity and lungs, Hazael’s rib cage its hollow home. Unlike most prisons, the captured came and went as he pleased. Azazael, or so the demon chose to go by this century, had inhabited Hazael’s form for two centuries. He never tried to hide the possession, and yet the man was still unconvinced that he held such a creature within his body. It was delusion, believing he was mad and the psychosis caused amnesia which led Hazael to murder innocents. It was no illness of the head; it was the demon devouring the souls of the damned. He’d been laying dormant for eight days, giving the weak human a reprieve from Hazael’s normal anxiety-ridden self.

“Pretty? Hmm, I thought it was rather large. Unproportionate to my body-“ Hazael teased, smoothing his hand over his chin in a faux thoughtfulness. How it was so easy to believe that she a witch and yet oblivious to his own supernatural ties was that of a deeply repressed secret. A secret torn into a lie, molded to fit the rationality of human minds. One he was conditioned to believe after years of torment and abuse; there was no demon. The monster in those woods that night had been him. He was the murderer who killed his little sister. Not the demon. There. Was. No. Demon. “Pretty soon you’ll be setting forests ablaze with a blink of an eye.” He noted the impressive magic, head tilting in curiosity. “Sorry for the intrusion. I should have knocked…”

eyes rolled at the remark though it was a light-hearted gesture, one that was void of any attitude or resentment to the other for cutting her progress short. marie never did mind the distraction of his company but she could never explain why. " well if you're going to point it out. " she teased as a smile grew upon her lips and a wrinkle creased the bridge of her nose. " you do have a rather big head. " she added. she playfully tapped at his forehead with her pointer finger before she turned back to the candle that was still blazing.

it was a laughable thought. her setting an entire forest on fire, having that much power to do so in the first place. she was just...a girl, was she not? no. if she were ' just a girl ' then she would have died ages ago. her existence nothing but a distant memory, with no one to revisit them or her as time progressed. " i don't think i could ever. " she tried to distract herself from the reality of what it implied. she was immortal and that was a harsh fact she would eventually have to come to terms with but how could she? " i mean, maybe if i find the right spell book or something. "

marie finally brought her doe brown eyes back to meet his burning gaze, tilting her head as she mimicked his stance. " do you ever knock? " the witch laughed and shrugged into herself. "  knocking is for those i need to prepare to be in their presence. your presence is always welcomed. do with that freedom as you wish -- but you're warned, if i ever set you on fire from being startled, you'll only have yourself to blame. "

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dzicor​:

                                                                             ( CLICK. )

      ❛ i’m just saying, murder is an option. ❜ ( @deviilswitch​ )

      ——— ❝ murder is always an option. ❞ he wasn’t sure if she was being facetious; but he was certainly not.  ❝ is it that serious, though? ❞ nothing to another name etched into his soul, nothing to another faceless screaming entity to haunt him at night. 

she always did enjoy the company of someone who had the same sense of humor that she had -- or at least something close to it. his response doesn't take her by surprise in the slightest and it was welcomed with a small smile that told more than any words could say. " its the trauma. " she rationalized playfully as she turned to him, " it's not, " marie whined softly as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other and letting her gaze fall to her fidgeting hands. " it just sucks opening up to someone and being met with the disappointment of them not staying around. you know? " the woes of boy trouble was riddled in her tone, another unrequited love that she couldn't shake herself from. " i'm pathetic, i know. "

[deviilswitch]

❛ did you hurt yourself? ❜

did she hurt herself? well -- not exactly but telling the story of how power surged through her veins, an all consuming power, one that often left its trail of bruises and scars was far too much and far too soon. marie registered his reiterated question and shifted her gaze over to him, her small hand wiping the blood from beneath her nose. " yeah -- i'm, i'm a bit clumsy. i was trying to get to the bathroom and the door swung open and hit me instead. " she chuckled humorlessly. it wasn't an unlikely scenario given how much of a clutz she was...but now she was having to deal with the embarrassment of looking like a fool. " i'm okay, i promise. are you okay? you aren’t squeamish are you? "

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