` && freedom, cut me loose.

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christopherharley:

“I think you’re reading too far into this, I just want you to be kickass as hell even as a mom,” Chris laughed, nodding. “Just let me know, yeah? Babies are a fuckton of work, you shouldn’t do it alone when you don’t have to,” He reasoned. He was a godfather, and he took that responsibility pretty seriously so he can’t imagine what being an actual parent would be like. “That’s a nice name, excellent reason. Were you close to your grandfather?”

      “Am I any other way?” Katya intoned, not at all joking. “So I’ve been told. I’ll let you know, Chris. Thank you.” She wanted to leave it at that, shifting uncomfortably in her seat for a moment. “We weren’t. I spent very little time with him. I didn’t know him at all really, but he was very important to me.. You wouldn’t quite understand the dynamics of family in my... culture. Sorry.”

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christopherharley:

“It doesn’t bother me, and it’s not even that the world is ready for it I just wish you’d realize that you were completely capable of doing so,” Chris said confidently. “I wouldn’t have offered if I thought it would be weird, that’d be fucked up. There’s just a crib and some other small things, they’re just going to sit in my parents’ house until either I or my brother have kids - which might be never, so. I shared a room with my big brother, I’ve been through all of those pains,” He could really relate to that, but he wasn’t sure how the kid would feel about sharing a room with his mother past the age of cribs. “I think it fits perfectly, but I’m guessing at this point you already have a name picked out.”

      “I think you’re expecting something of me that’s not going to happen.” She warned him quietly, staring down at her cup before continuing and forgetting this part of the conversation for fear of him pushing. “Thank you, Christopher. I appreciate it.” So long as he wasn’t asking for me or expecting to constantly help. As she’d told Valeria, she didn’t want everyone taking this responsibility when it was hers alone. “I do have a name picked. Toma, after my grandfather. Toma Valentin. I don’t know if he’s a boy, but I kind of just know if that makes sense.”

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theo-wolfboy:

“At least I don’t deny who I am,” growled Theo, his eyes turning to slits. His heart rate was increasing with every interaction which wasn’t safe for either of them. He had enough self control to withhold the urge to start a physical fight with the dhampir but it was always dangerous when Theo held a grudge. He stepped forward, getting alarmingly into her personal space. “I’d like to see you try to put a leash on me,” his mouth opened into a sickening grin. Theo had to use every ounce of self control but let out a loud guffaw to her last comment, his grin getting even more mad. “Well then I guess you’re lucky it isn’t a full moon.”

      “I know exactly who I am. I’m the pissed off pregnant woman on a bus dealing with a self-entitled, egocentric, uneducated asshole who needs to keep his mouth shut. Before I shut it for him.” Pregnant or not, her first instinct was to fight; to protect herself and those she loved. While she was stoic, this she knew was true, and detached at times, there were many things she did love and care for deeply. She never let people ruin that. “I’ve made it thirty-three years through full moons. I think I’ll live to survive another.”

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christopherharley:

“Fair point. I always forget that you choose to be by yourself rather than dominate the planet,” Chris shrugged, truly just waiting for that day. “It’s not so much decorating as buying all the things babies use. I think my mom might even have some of my old baby stuff if you’re stretched for cash and baby daddy isn’t shelling out,” He offered, “She’s pretty bitter that neither my brother or I have kids, she’ll be thrilled to know some baby is using it. Did you choose to know the gender? Because either way, Christopher and Christina are excellent name choices…”

      “Does that bother you? Waiting for me to do something that I likely won’t?” The dhampir’s eyes narrowed, but this time not in scepticism, but in worry. She couldn’t ever see herself dominating anything and she didn’t want him waiting around for that. She’d all ready let him down once and that was awkward enough as she’d barely given a reason for making sure Christopher knew they were, had always been, and would always be just friends. “It wouldn’t be weird if I did? I mean, I don’t mind... buying things. I guess I just never really thought about it. I’ve shared rooms my whole life so I never thought that he might want one of his own.” A ghost of a smile quirked the corners of her lips. “Yes, because that line up of Selezynovs makes perfect sense. My mother and father, Boian and Crina. My brother, sister, and I, Alexei, Anastasiya, and Yekaterina. And my son. Christopher. IT really rolls off the tongue.”

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theo-wolfboy:

A soft growl erupted from Theo’s lips out of reflex. “Call them whatever you like, I know a monster when I see one.” He looked over the girl and wanted to back away before he started to get really angry. The red tint that would warp his vision was already starting, just around the edges of his sight. “At least I’m not kept on a leash,” he snarled quietly.

      “Funny you should mention monsters when i seem to be looking at one right now.” She wasn’t sure what made her hate him more in this moment: what he was or that he reminded Katya of her. “I can arrange a leash for you if that’d make you feel more at home, mutt.” It wasn’t hard to tell the entitled man was a werewolf from his speech to the fact that she knew who he was only through the council. She couldn’t deal with the Ainsworths or their snivelling witch friends and it was part of the reason she’d left so long ago. Her hands came to rest on her stomach as she felt Toma, as she’d decided the baby’s name would be despite the fact that she was completely unaware of if she was even having a boy, kicking energetically. “I’ll tell you one more time, and I’ll only say it nicely this last: keep to what you know. You know nothing of moroi or strigoi and you know nothing of my kind, so keep to your animalistic killing ways. At least moroi don’t slaughter everything in sight under a full moon.”

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christopherharley:

“Good reference point,” Chris noted, hoping that it might help him in the future. “I’m surprised you managed to keep it hidden so long, I suppose it wasn’t too hard with your natural level of sass,” He said, raising his eyebrows. “Sounds like I still might be able to help. Where are you planning on putting the baby once it’s out of the oven?”

      “I mean the only options at this point are pregnant or tumour.” Katya joked humourlessly with a straight face. “Well, I wasn’t showing until a few weeks ago and seeing as I haven’t been in town for nearly eight years, it was an easy thing to hide. That and I don’t really talk to anyone added up to a very easy thing to keep to myself.” She sighed, not sure that she really liked having to explain it all, yet here she was. “In my room? I have an apartment, I just... figured we’d both stay in the same room. It seemed safest. I’m also just really not one for decorating.” She liked black: black clothes, black furniture, black walls, everything in black.

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theo-wolfboy:

Theo grunted, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. He would’ve been able to tell that she was a dhampir even without the scent. “Yes, I imagine always abiding by the stinking vampires rules can be time consuming.” He didn’t like anyone associated with dhampirs and as irrational as it was, he didn’t like people that didn’t like animals either.

      “They are not vampires.” She grit out at her teeth pressed achingly together and her jaw set in a way that made the bones grow sore. “Do not use words that you don’t understand.” The different between Moroi and Strigoi was often lost on outsiders, but she wasn’t going to sit and listen to him act as if they were one in the same. With half-Moroi blood that she identified with far more than her human side, she was fiercely protective of at least their names if not their traditions. “Mind your place. If you forget, it’s with your puppy.”

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theo-wolfboy:

Theo couldn’t help but feel mildly offended that the girl had never had a dog, like she was insulting him but he knew that was silly. “Well,” he said roughly. “Why the hell not? Haven’t you heard they’re man’s best friend. Or woman,” he added quickly.

      Looking at the man sceptically, Katya wasn’t sure why it mattered to him that she’d never owned a pet and felt defensive that he even needed clarification. “Never had time for one. Never wanted one. Never needed one.” She kept it short, to the point. Wasting words was her least favourite thing.

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scaledcalla:

“Can you please not bother me right now?” She asked as she looked closer at her papers. She sat in the library, going over files and safety sheets for work, knowing she needed to concentrate. However, after a moment she looked to the source of the noise and glared a bit.

      “I didn’t realise that my walking was so bothersome.” The dhampir mused quietly with her brows quirked before they returned to their natural place and all other expression wiped itself from her face. “Forgive me for irritating you so much.” There was a small hint of sarcasm in her tone, but it was just natural for her.

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theo-wolfboy:

Theo could tell that someone was staring at him and he couldn’t blame them. He was definitely the kind of person that brought his work home with him. The puppy in his coat shivered and licked his chin, whimpering a little. “Hush now,” he whispered into his coat. Eventually the stares had gotten to be too much and he turned to the person next to him. “He gets cold,” he grumbled. “Because he’s just a pup. And his mum abandoned him. So I keep him in my coat.” 

      Casting a sidelong glance over at the man with the obvious puppy was out of pure habit rather than curiosity. Over the years, Katya just knew to turn towards strange noises, but she didn’t care if he had a dog or an ostrich hidden beneath his coat. “Hm, I wouldn’t know. I’ve never had a dog.” Never wanted one, never would have one. She could hardly deal with the fact that she would soon have a small dhampir to look after let alone think about a pet. Guardians had never had much time for pets and though she wasn’t one anymore, she knew she’d fail miserably at raising a puppy or even just a fish.

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I may think of you softly from time to time. But I’ll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again.

Arthur Miller, The Crucible  (via itcuddles)

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cassiemircea:

“You don’t like seeing all these new people for only a short few moments? It’s fascinating to me honestly.” Cassie gushed, not sure how someone could be so removed. People were so complex and different. She was jealous of them. “What do you like then?”

      “What do I like?” The dhampir echoded uncertainly. The question was foreign to her, one she couldn’t recall ever receiving more than once or twice from specific people. Truthfully, Katya didn’t know what she liked and lamely answered. “I don’t know.”

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anastxsiya:

“Ah, maybe it was just that I thought you should be looking for me. Since you’ve been back in town for…how long?? Weeks??” Ana tutted, stepping into the room fully. “Hello to you too, sister.” Dark eyes raked over the other but there was no real venom behind her words. Their relationship was…complex to say the least - but after her recent experiences, Ana wanted to at least try and make amends. “What are you doing back here Yekaterina ??”

      Part of her knew this was coming, but she still couldn’t help but bitterly roll her eyes at her little sister’s hostility. She’d only been in the house because of her brother and had yet to figure out how long or  rather how soon she could approach Ana. “Yes, weeks. I figured if you really wanted to speak to me, we would.” Katya replied to the younger dhampir formally. “I have my reasons. I don’t remember being exiled from town, Anastasiya.”

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masonconaway:

Mason had spent most of the afternoon exploring. His days outside of the ocean usually consisted of seeing what he could do with his legs and that day was no different. He’d run all around the beach, grinning wildly as the wind whipped against his face until he was too tired to continue. Next, Mason had sold off some beautiful seashells he’d dug up from the ocean. The prettiest ones were deep down at the bottom of the sea, where no humans would dare to go. Most were willing to pay a pretty penny for the ones that were especially shiny. 

He decided he’d visit a cafe nearby to get himself something to eat, not having realized how hungry he was during his dart around the beach. He bounced on his bare feet as he waited in line and then spent some of his money on a variety of sugary snacks to fill him up. Once he retrieved the items, he looked around, frowning when he didn’t spot an empty chair. He was prepared to look around outside until he heard someone speak up, immediately making him grin. “Really? Thank you so much!” he replied enthusiastically, darting over to sit in the chair across from her. “You want some of my—” he paused, staring at the apple fritter in his hand. “Whatever this thingy is called,” he offered, the grin returning to his face as he held up the item.

      Smiling was what nice people did, right? She curved her lips up and tried to not seem too off put by him. Why she’d let out a random act of kindness letting a stranger sit with her, Katya wasn’t sure. Maybe motherhood, or more accurately motherhood to be, was softening her on some level. Tilting her head, she looked on at the boy curiously and shook her head.” No, No, I’m fine with my own drink, thank you. I appreciate the offer though.”He seemed sweet, nice enough, and she tried not to find it overwhelming.

      “You seem unused to this.” She tilted her chin out to the crowded environment before reaching for her cup and taking a long sip. “Not good in crowds?”

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summer-hastings:

“Is this the first time he’s tried to follow you? Oh thank you.” Summer smiled at her. “That’s sweet of you to say.”

      “As far as I’ve noticed, it’s the first time. I think he was just drunk. I haven’t seen him quite like that before. It’s... confusing.”

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cassiemircea:

“I’d love to sit.” Cassie smiled excitedly, not hesitating as she slid into the seat across from the woman with her drink in hand. Seeing this place starting to pick up gave her some hope to not die of boredom. “It’s crazy how full this place has gotten in just a week. Are you from around here? I can never tell who is local and who is just visiting, though if you are there’s nothing wrong with that. I’m just passing through as it is. Kind of a nice place to stay for a 

week or two.”

      “Hm,” she murmured. “I guess I don’t think about it. I don’t really like tourist season.” Tourists were a pain and she only ever remembered her parents complaining about how they made everything harder: keeping secrets, protecting those that needed it, making sure that everything stayed in the proper order.

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gloryspielman:

Upon catching a familiar scent, Glory looked up, finally paying attention to the person beside her; and oh, what fun; a Dhampir. Their scent was one of the first she’d learned, having been one in the past, and they were always the most entertaining to take down. Sure, Moroi had their magic, but Dhampir could truly fight back, hand-to-hand, and they weretrained; it really broke up the monotony of killing humans. Upon hearing the other girl’s reply, Glory bristled, her hands twitching slightly before laying still on the table. It was like this girl wanted Glory to kill her - not that she needed a reason, of course. “You might want to watch your mouth,” she responded, “before my ‘attitude problem’ becomes your issue.”

      “Last I checked, you weren’t my mother.” She stated factually with a less than interested glare. She didn’t quite care who or what this woman was, but the entitledness of her tone was off putting in itself. She was barely casting glances at the other as she chose to instead scan the dance floor as best she could. “I’ve really got other things to do than play tit for tat.”