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❛ —— this LOVELY DAY has flown my way. the time has come TO PART. WE’LL KISS AGAIN, like THIS again, don’t let the teardrops start. with LOVE THAT’S TRUE, i’ll WAIT for you. AUF WIEDERSEHEN, SWEETHEART. ❜ —— first est. in sept 2017 / © .
Why have mixed feelings when you can have mixed drinks
✂ i dont want this i lied jk yes i do
LET BRIDGET KILL YOUR MUSE. / selectively accepting.
✂ (ich liebe dich ❤️❤️)
LET BRIDGET KILL YOUR MUSE. / selectively accepting.
*: ・゚✧ interrogation starters.
feel free to change pronouns etc as needed.
CALM / QUESTIONING.
“ tell me, what happened?”
“ did you see anything?”
“ what do you remember?”
“ do you remember anything unusual?”
“ please, try to remember as much as you can.”
“ every detail is important.”
“ and what happened next?”
“ and what did you do when all this took place?”
“ what were you doing around __ am/pm?”
“ where were you around __ am/pm?”
“ can anyone verify that?”
“ was someone with you?”
“ and you had nothing to do with it?”
“ and you weren’t involved?”
“ did you see it happen?”
“ did you see who did it?”
“ did you see or hear anything? anything at all?”
CARING / UNDERSTANDING.
“ you seem scared… is that why you don’t want to talk?”
“ did someone hurt you?”
“ it’s okay. you can tell me.”
“ you were just trying to defend yourself, weren’t you?”
“ we can take a break, if you want.”
“ everything will be okay, i promise. but you need to talk to me.”
“ it’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it. but it really would help if you did.”
SUSPICIOUS.
“ there is something you’re not telling me.”
“ i think you’re lying.”
“ you looked away just now when you said that. are you sure you’re telling the truth?”
“ except what you’re telling me doesn’t align with what we already know.”
“ seems to me like you know more than you’re letting in on.”
“ what aren’t you telling me?”
“ who are you trying to protect?”
“ so you really don’t know what any of it means? no clue at all?”
“ they must’ve told you more than that.”
“ you have to have seen more than that.”
“ and you want me to believe you don’t remember?”
“ and you want me to believe you had nothing to do with it?”
“ an accident? is that what you’re going with?”
DEMANDING.
“ i need you to tell me the truth.”
“ i need you to tell me what happened.”
“ i know you’re not telling me the truth.”
“ that doesn’t line up with the evidence. so… you wanna try that again?”
“ stop lying. i already know that’s not what happened.”
MAKING A DEAL / ASKING FOR HELP / DEMANDING HELP.
“ what do you want in exchange for this information?”
“ i’m listening…”
“ you’re coming with me.”
“ since you’re the only one who knows how to find them, i don’t really have a choice but to take you with me.”
“ fine. i’ll take you with me, but if you try anything…”
“ i can’t give you that. you know that.”
“ if we’re going to make a deal, you’re gonna have to ask for something a little more rational than that.”
“ okay. we have a deal.”
“ sorry. no deal.”
Send me ‘✂’ and my muse will kill yours. Right now. Brutally, horribly, bloody. Just do it.
preparedtogive;
the way she spoke to him just urged a side of him out of the darkness, but all of that caused him to just shovel it all back down in effort to keep it in the place it deserves to remain. DARKNESS. ❛ liebling, ❜ WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU THINKING, JOHN? there was no cognitive answer to any thoughts on her, except that he wanted to see her wrapped around him once more. the fire that burned between the two was too bright, but he needed to be careful and able to keep her at that arms length just as usual. it’s hard, though. so very fucking hard as he feels a growling ache to feel her against him. they kept it all concealed enough that some of this was more than just a casual conversation ( but john’s thoughts are so far pulled from it just being as mere as just that of the public eye. ) and he’s pulling himself right back into the rightful thoughts he tried to shove back down. blonde hair in a mess, her dress somewhere else to be found. fingers running up and down her spine, the thought of nothing else except that in the moment until he’s grounded back down to her voice. ❛ i’d always love to steal your privacy. ❜
afraid? maybe. if he was left to his thoughts, it would more than bad enough for them. messy, bad– almost one in the same. the thought of her hair, messy and covered in sweat. the thought didn’t leave him. hard to shake it out. ❛ oh. as if you’d have to worry too much on that. just worry about the dance for now, ❜ he’s taking in all of her touches and something in him just grows this longing to take her somewhere else far more private. thank god he was one to scout this place for the event, but good god. the way she spoke, the charade she played was the ultimate cat & mouse, a game he knew well enough. ❛ you look far more gorgeous now more than ever, by the way. probably more so, if you were on your knees, though. ❜
she’s almost able to HEAR HIS DARK THOUGHTS. almost. thank god she’s not —— even though she can READ them every time her cerulean eyes meet his visage. and she enjoys it, LOVES it, the little game they’re playing, well knowing that she’s playing to WIN. his compliment fails to go unnoticed ; neither does the little REMARK after it. a devilish part of her wants to follow his WISH right there and then —— sinking to her knees before the male and blinking up at him with her BRIGHT BLUE EYES, just to tease him, to see what he would do . . . but of course, she doesn’t. ( just yet. )
instead, THE SMILE on her porcelain doll face twists into a smirk that’s nearly as WICKED as the scenario that’s just played in her little blonde head. ❛ but we wouldn’t be able to DANCE if i were on my knees, unless you were, too, ❜ she returns, cranium tilting slightly to the side. FLAXEN CURLS dancing tenderly around her exposed shoulders with every RHYTHMICAL STEP the pair takes together. ❛ besides, i’m not the only one LONGING to dance with you, oberst. i’m afraid our time together is LIMITED. ❜
preparedtogive;
he doesn’t talk about how he’s shot up, LOOKING AROUND THE ROOM IN STYLE OF AN EAGLE, IT SEEMED. doesn’t talk about shouldering off the high ranking officers. john smith doesn’t talk about anything that pertains to anything politically sound regarding the ss. trying to figure out who were there for the premiere and of all people, bridget is there. he’s dancing around the room in effort to make his way without scuffing boots and thinly veiled anger at feet stomped on. ONE GLASS OF CHAMPAGNE WOULD HAVE TO DO. handing off his officer’s hat to somebody that he was sitting at the table with, there was no way he could pass up dancing with the leggy blonde by any means. even if it means he’s shoving off goebbels and himmler for a bit of a time with her. his own pressing matters meant nothing. the dinner honoring the reich was always so boring, dulled by the talk of the men. alcohol easily made it easier to cope with when he found it immediately a few minutes into arrival. known famously as bridget von hammersmark. he knew another her. the her with a real name.
HELENA KÖNIG AND JOHN SMITH HAD A LONG WINDED BOUT, maybe it was his rebellion in everything the reich stood for that caused him to feel the need to do so. keeping her at an arms length it seemed these days, though. seeing her here? didn’t surprise him and he figured for public sake, a dance wouldn’t seem to mean much to the eye of those who watched. ‘ not interested– ‘ shoving off a man with bite of attitude, sticking his arm out. it was obvious someplace else would remain the destination for the oberstgruppenführer. lightly taking her hand and smiling, there was a confirmation in the way he looked at her. ‘ i mean unless if you’re turning me down, but i’d like to steal one. have a date tonight? ‘ inquiring minds knew, she always had somebody with her. well kept and well known, it was a perk. he’s unable keep his mouth away from near her ear and laughs low. ‘ i think so, helena. ‘ lowly speaking, barely audible for anybody around them to hear. just them.
DELICATE FINGERS, covered in white satin gloves, connect with smith’s hand as soon as he OFFERS it to her. the confirming smile adorning his face is the ANSWER she’d needed upon her rhetorical question —— and it’s returned with a TENDER SMIRK. careful with this one, she reasons silently, before either of them got their FINGER BURNT. and what a terrible waste would it be, RUINING her slender digits ( which come to rest on the male’s cheek for a mere SECOND , as a reaction of hearing her own name slipping from john’s lips. ) .
❛ first, you’re stealing a DANCE, then my date’s spot and eventually, ❜ sneaky fingers wander down the side of his neck to FINALLY rest on his upper arm as she speaks. leaning in a bit closer to be able to LOWER her voice following his example, ❛ a part of my privacy, too. ❜ no —— von hammersmark is not answering either of his indirect questions for now.
CERULEAN EYES find his features after a brief pause, and there’s her little SMIRK again. ❛ i WONDER what comes next, ❜ she teases, nudging her tiny frame into the awaited dancing position without losing too much contact between them, ❛ should i be AFRAID, john ? ❜
“It’s taken me a long time to realize that my own life is far more interesting than any part I’ll ever play.”
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DANGEROUSLY CRIMSON LIPS curl up into the most cordial smile —— a ravishing contrast on such PORCELAIN skin. it’s not surprise that slowly spreads on her angelic features ; it’s like a WARMTH radiating from the blonde. bubbly glass hits the surface so very GENTLY, but not without a tiny clink. she rises from her seat, almost like a GODDESS rising from her THRONE.
❛ are you asking me to DANCE with you ? , ❜ it’s a whisper, a mere breath, yet a PURR slipping from this dangerous mouth of hers. delicate body TENDERLY meets her dancing partner’s, merely so, crimson only INCHES away from her companion’s face. voice LOW, heartbeat oh so very HIGH. ❛ is that what you’re doing, darling ? ❜
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A look of ACKNOWLEDGEMENT comes onto his features as she walks into the room. “You’re Bridget.” A small grin works its way onto his features. “We’ve -…we’ve met before, once. But ah’ve –… heard quite a lot about you. Your REPUTATION precedes you.”
@frxulein liked for a starter.
the SOFTEST CHUCKLE slips from the blonde’s red lips upon hearing his words, followed by a slight TILT of her head to the side. ❛ i hope you’ve only heard GOOD THINGS about me, ❜ she replies, cerulean orbs lingering on the male’s face just A LITTLE longer, ❛ besides, how could i forget a HANDSOME face like yours ? of course i remember you. you’re the boy with the GORGEOUS EYES. ❜
[ bold any fears which apply to your muse. ] [ italicize which make them uncomfortable. ]
the dark ⋆ fire ( especially after operation kino ok ) ⋆ open water ⋆ deep water ⋆ being alone ⋆ crowded spaces ⋆ confined spaces ⋆ open spaces ⋆ change ⋆ failure ⋆ war ⋆ loss of control / agency ⋆ powerlessness ⋆ prison ⋆ blood ⋆ drowning ⋆ suffocation ⋆ public speaking ⋆ natural animals ⋆ the supernatural ⋆ heights ⋆ death ⋆ dying ⋆ intimacy ⋆ rejection ⋆ abandonment ⋆ loss ⋆ the unknown ⋆ the future ⋆ not being good enough ⋆ scary stories ⋆ speaking to new people ⋆ poverty ⋆ loud noises ⋆ lack of noise ⋆ being touched ⋆ forgetting ( being forgotten actually ) ⋆ insects ⋆ disease ⋆ falling
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