Okie dokes! This blog is officially archived, and Ansa is moving over here uwu
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Okie dokes! This blog is officially archived, and Ansa is moving over here uwu
What immortal hand or eye dare frame they fearful symmetry?
All right, so, Ansa up and disappeared on me for quite a while (clearly), but she’s starting to poke her psychotic little head up once more. I think I’m going to work on archiving this blog and giving her a sort of clean slate, so I’ll make a post once that’s up and running. If there’s a thread we’d started that you want me to bring over, just send me a message and I’ll make sure to find it!
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Sam steadied herself as the other helped her to sit, wincing a little
and taking a breath.
Her hand trailed to meet the others and she looked up at the ajatar.
“It’s just a scratch, Ansa, ‘m fine.”
“This is not simply a scratch!” She made no effort to hide the concern in her voice, and her hands were unusually gentle on the hunter’s back as she began to check for her wounds, “I can smell the blood on you--I could probably smell even if I were human. Now, tell me what happened, and who I need to kill.”
‘Let’s just say I can be rude if I want to.‘
“Oh, I’m aware of that, my darling. You can be quite the little spitfire--I do love it, though.”
‘Keep telling yourself that, hun.’
“Don’t worry, love, I intend to.”
[Hello friends I am ALIVE! Planning on jumping back on here and actually getting some replies done this weekend since I’ve been ignoring poor lil Ansa, so I’ll be switching between my new babes and her (and possibly getting on Campbell too who knows)]
"Ansa.." Sam smiled, coughing up blood, gasping for air. "I uh.." She grabbed onto the nearest thing for support, which just so happened to be the woman in front of her.
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Ansa quickly caught the brunette as she stumbled in, gently helping ease her to sit on the ground. The thick, metallic scent of blood hung heavy in the air between them, and for once in her long existence the smell failed to excite her. It turned her stomach, igniting her rage as she held onto one of the few people she could actually claim to care about.
She lay a soft hand on the hunter’s cheek, “Samantha, what happened?”
Look at her. I would die for her. I would kill for her. Either way, what bliss.
The Addams Family (1991)
[w e E P S GUYS I HAVE BEEN GONE FOR SO LONG I’M SO SORRY but I just finished moving to a new house with my family, and we’re actually starting to settle in a little so I’m hoping that means my muses will wake the hELL UP ALREADY so I can return to all you lovely people <3 Also feel free to like this for a starter sometime tomorrow ^^]
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