northerner.

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                                           give    back    my                                            CHILDHOOD                                            I have never had.

[northearted-blog]

❝ A broken heart is a broken heart; to take a measure is cruelty. ❞

A  SCOFF  IS  EMITTED  THROUGH  PARTED   lips .   a usually  composed  demeanor cracks slightly ,   and  annoyance  seeps through .   for  HER  to try and  relate  to him in such a  topic ,   was too  PERSONAL  for his tastes .

                     ‘     i  UNDERSTAND  that .   but our situations are  completely  different ,   miss corbin .     ’

SCANDAL SENTENCE MEME .  `* accepting .

[damnbutcher]

scandal sentence starters aka lots of angst, sex, and murder.

[theboatbuilderswife]

damnbutcher:

send one for my muses reaction! Feel free to change any gender or anything that needs changing in order for it to make sense to have come from your muse.

❝ It’s only day 2 for this shirt, and these panties are fresh from the dryer. ❞ ❝ I don’t need you to forgive me. I haven’t done anything wrong. ❞ ❝ I’ve always forgiven you until now. ❞ ❝ I can never tell if you’re lying. I can never trust my gut when it comes to you. ❞ ❝ Are you spying on me? You don’t trust me? ❞ ❝ How do I choose the box to bury my friend in? ❞ ❝ If he dies, he can’t talk. Dead men tell no tales. ❞ ❝ When you walk in here, you make me hope. Hoping is bad for me, so do not come back here unless you are back for good. ❞ ❝ When it’s your turn, you can talk, but right now, be quiet. Let yourself be kissed. ❞ ❝ It’s always his turn, despite the fact that I’m the one you like to ride, that I’m the one that makes you moan, that I’m the one who reaches you in places that he can’t begin to touch. ❞ ❝ We can hide in the shadows or we can stand in the light. ❞ ❝ I’m not gonna live in your apartment, waiting to service you. I have things to do. I’m busy. But, I did book a nice hotel suite for booty calls. ❞ ❝ Do you actually think I give a damn what anyone thinks of me anymore? ❞ ❝ A broken heart is a broken heart; to take a measure is cruelty. ❞ ❝ You can’t summon me. You are not in charge of me. ❞ ❝ Did you think I’d want you back? ❞ ❝ I am less than interested in whatever it is you have to offer. ❞ ❝ You thought I would be dragged in here and I’d lay eyes on you and I’d gasp, and I’d rip off all my clothes and crawl on my knees over to you and beg you to take me, that I’d be some kind of sad porn fantasy. ❞ ❝ I could have anything I wanted, and I wanted you. You can laugh at it and make fun of me, but the truth is, nobody else wants you. ❞ ❝ I’ve lost too much. I’ve given up too much. I’m not even a person anymore. ❞ ❝ I’m not like you. I’m sorry you miss me, but I’m not like you. ❞ ❝ Why are you picking a fight with me today? ❞ ❝ You’re thirsty, but you’re not here for a drink.❞ ❝ You’re here because you want what you’ve been fantasizing about ever since you left the other night. ❞ ❝ I can give you what you want just the way you want it. ❞ ❝ You either go home alone and try your own hand at quenching that thirst or go upstairs with me and replace that dry lump in your throat with something much more satisfying. ❞ ❝ Trust me; I will be the one standing over you when you die. ❞ ❝ You keep secrets from me. You make me feel small. ❞ ❝ Burying yourself in work isn’t always the best thing when you lose someone. ❞ ❝ I’ve got enough blood on my hands already. ❞ ❝ Don’t ever leave me like that again. I almost didn’t survive. I almost died without you. ❞ ❝ You have been waiting for this moment from the second I got in bed with her. ❞ ❝ It doesn’t matter what the truth is, does it? The only thing that matters is that I put my hands where you think they don’t belong, and now I’m in chains. ❞ ❝ I am going to have you destroyed. ❞ ❝ He’s a predator, an animal, a killing machine, and just because you’ve decided to turn a blind eye to that doesn’t make it any less true. ❞ ❝ I think you want me to be guilty. Guilty lets you hate me for things you’re not allowed to hate me for. ❞ ❝ If there’s any part of you, any part of you at all, that believes that I’m telling you the truth, you’ll help me. ❞ ❝ You may have never heard what it sounds like when she wakes up screaming from a nightmare, but I have, and it’s awful. ❞ ❝ The truth is like the sun. You can shut it out for a while, but it’s not gonna go away. ❞ ❝ Since us bitches have got to get through this dog and pony show, I’m gonna need you to sit down, shut up, and follow my lead. ❞ ❝ Is she right about you having nightmares? ❞ ❝ Don’t let love cloud your judgment. ❞ ❝ We both know in the end you’re not going to choose me. And that’s okay. I want you to know, I need you to know, not choosing me is okay. ❞ ❝ I keep my promises. I will watch the life fade from your eyes. ❞ ❝ I love her. Does that matter to you at all? ❞ ❝ It stops you every time, the arrogance, the need to swagger, to show everyone who you are. ❞ ❝ True power hides in plain sight. ❞ ❝ You and I are ruined. We don’t have a chance now. Too much has happened. ❞ ❝ I know you’re trying to be rational, and I understand why, but you can’t pretend this is okay. ❞ ❝ I mean, I figure we have two choices here - we can either pretend this unbearable sexual tension doesn’t exist, or we can address it head-on. ❞ ❝ You are beautiful. The face that launched a thousand ships. ❞ ❝ What is it that is so special about you? You have so much power over him. He revolves around you. ❞ ❝ He needed you. He was in pain. He wanted to die. ❞ ❝ I could protect him from everyone. Except you. ❞ ❝ I wanted to shoot him. I didn’t, but I wanted to. I wanted to kill him. I wanted him dead. ❞ ❝ I’m very powerful, you know. Some women would find that a turn-on. ❞ ❝ Let’s just say I’m in a giving mood tonight. ❞

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throws all my urls at you!!!

BABE #1. – @northearted​

my opinion on;

character in general: you know how fucking weak i am for all your muses, especially rey oh my god and harley—- ugh and velma………. aND JOHN AND JAMES AND VI AND UGH I’M DEADhow they play them: you write everyone so fucking well. from cute victorian grumps to bby jedi’s you are perfect at getting their voices down quickLY AF AND UGH I LOVE YOU!!!!the mun: kari. kari, kari, this is my love letter to you, negl. you are the most likable, strongest, toughest, perfect, sweet, kind, generous, nice, beautiful person i’ve ever met. i love talking to you, it’s a gift that i get to talk to you and even though our first convo was unconventional, i just adored you right away. you’re such a warm, lovely individual and i get so sucked in writing and plotting with you. you’re so talented, and i love you so much!!!

do i;

rp with them: YEEEEEEEEEESSSwant to rp with them: oh my god alwaysship their character with mine: myr & rey are in the comfy middle space, myr/vi/james are ship goALS, myr & harls & velma are all gal pals lbr and the soul-crushing angst between myr and john makes my life, negl

what is my;

overall opinion:

[northearted-blog]

DARK  EYEBROWS  ARE  RAISED  SLIGHTLY ,   as the wine glass is  tipped  towards smooth lips once more .   a sip of the ruby liquid is taken ,   as blue hues glance over at the woman beside him ,   with a casual  shrug .

                     ‘     i don’t really think  LOVE  is  worth it .     ’

@hecateheir ♡’d for a  LYRIC - BASED  starter . ♫ THAT’S WHAT YOU GET ,  paramore .    

[northearted-blog]

SHUT  EYES  ARE  DOWNCAST  IN  SHAME ,   and  anger .   yet  another  rumor was being spread around the business ,   attempting to  tarnish  his good fame .   such trivial  worries  were growing  tiresome .

                     ‘     maybe i  am  the  MONSTER  they make me out to be .     ’

@shemystery​ ♡’d for a  LYRIC - BASED  starter . ♫ ALIBI ,  banks .    

[northearted-blog]

✎ ⋅°╰  • · ——    MARGARET  THORNTON  .

❝ i— imagined as much.  ❞

for john dotes on their three children, loves them all so dearly. margaret will never forget his face, however, when she held their son in her arms and said with such confidence that if he is too look so much like his father, it is only fitting heshare his name.

it took time to realize that he would make her happy, and no time at all to confirm it, for she is very happy. while acts of affection are restrained to what is proper, she allows herself to kiss his cheek.

❝ although i cannot help but worry that she is only encouraging a longer work day from you. john, darling, you will, of course set a good example for our mill-mistress-to-be? you do intend teach her that hard work is a benefit to all, but time spent with family is a gift, do you not? ❞

A  SOFT  CHUCKLE  RUMBLES  WITHIN  A   hard chest .   the  softest  of gazes fills blue hues ,   as they look at the woman before them .   thick fingers slip through smooth ones ,   and an affectionate  squeeze  is given .

                     ‘     of course ,   but who am  i  to  DENY  such a precious thing her  happiness  ?     ’

a little  giggle  erupts from their daughter ,   and a  once - hardened heart  swells .   she ,   so  TINY  and  BEAUTIFUL .   made from the love shared between two  soulmates ,   alongside two other children .   and how he  loved  them all .

                     ‘                        just  LOOK  at her ,   darling .     ’

[northearted-blog]

♡  for a  lyric - based  starter .

[northearted-blog]

they were two opposing forces ,   so  wrong  but yet so  right .   a tale of  heaven  and  hell .   a tale of  soulmates ,   finding one another within such a hectic world .   a tale of unlikely lovers ,   facing all  obstacles  and  prejudices .   a tale of  love  and  pain ,   starring   JOHN   &   MARGARET .

[northearted-blog]

✎ ⋅°╰  • · ——    MARGARET  THORNTON   .

❝ john——– ❞

while it cannot be said that much upsets margaret hale, at least, nothing flusters her, it does happen on rare occasions. there are minuscule signs, her cheeks, while always slightly pink may be redder in color, her pace a bitquicker or her eyes slightly worried. all three are present as she invites herself into his office.

❝ i seem to have misplaced– oh– well there she is. ❞

margaret was looking for lily, her youngest and certainly most spirited daughter. but she’s right where she’s mostlikely to go, sitting with her father.

❝ she’s not troubling you, is she? i turned my back for barely a moment and she was gone. ❞

CERULEAN  HUES  DIVERT  THEIR  GAZE  FROM   the  youngling .   an  endearing  smile spreads across thin lips ,   as one arm is extended out ,   to tug the young woman  closer .   a dainty hand his quickly  pressed  against his lips ,   and then squeezed  affectionately .

                     ‘     it’s  fine ,   my love .   she’s just  CURIOUS .   like her  mother .     ’

thick fingers comb through thick ,  dark locks ,   as his daughter leans into his touch .   a bright  GRIN  spreads across infantile features ,   and his own  fortifies .

                     ‘                               no  harm  done .     ’

[northearted-blog]

THE  WEIGHT  OF  A  SHATTERED  HEART   is  heavy  within a sturdy chest .   never has such  heartache  been so  present ,   not even at the passing of his  father .   for while his father had torn him down with his passing ,   it had not been much of a  shock ,   after his failed  gambling  venture .   but the  rejection  at the hands of  MARGARET HALE  had been so  unexpected .

                     ‘                               I DO NOT  LIKE  YOU .     ’

such a statement plagued an already  miserable  mind .   the way such beautiful lips   ( ones he’d  ACHED  to kiss ,   and had thought he  would ,   had she  accepted  him )   allowed such  POISONOUS  rejection to be  spat  out .   the way  warm  eyes turned  COLD  upon the proposal of  marriage .   the way she ,   his only  love ,   crushed his fragile heart beneath her heel ,   without  remorse ,   and accused him of such  wretched  things .

a  knock  upon mahogany .   his  MOTHER ,   no doubt .   but for once ,   he would not allow her in .   instead ,   a  lock  is placed upon the door ,   and a shaking voice calls out to her .

                     ‘     mother ,   please .   i’d like to be left  alone ,   for a while .     ’

footsteps are heard ,   coming  away  from the door .   a sigh of  relief  is let out .   weary bones now sink into the grand chair beside the roaring fire .   the flames ensnare his train of  thought ,   and for a  brief  moment ,   he  FORGETS   his pain .

until the image of  MARGARET ,   hair  loose  around pallid shoulders ,   and lips curled into a soft  smile ,   enters his mind .   her ,   in  his  chair ,   awaiting him .   the mere  notion  makes him  sick  to his stomach with  child - like  butterflies .

for he would  NEVER  have her .   he is  unfit .   he ,   so deplorably  unworthy  of her affections .   so much so ,   that she had  REJECTED  him so  fiercely .   for he is not  good enough .   he would  never  be ,   not to  her .

[ksica]

[northearted-blog]

✎ ⋅°╰  • · ——    MYRTLE  CORBIN  .

‘My father says hard work reaps disappointments avoided                                     by an even harder heart.’

[ it’s her roundabout excuse for her thoroughly disgusting behavior.  truly, had she a weaker stomach she’d have made herself very ill  with the spiteful things she’s said to him. making quips about the  north, although half her blood belongs quite to it. ]

‘My father’s also a beastly creature. Please don’t ever follow                                     his lead, or listen to what I have to                                     say. Honestly, you do well for                                     yourself, new money or not.’

AN  EYEBROW  RAISES  AT  THE  STATEMENT .    a woman with such clear  contempt  for the  ‘ new money ‘  life ,   COMPLIMENTING  the likes of  him  ?    it seemed to be  unreal .   but such a clipped  apology  would not immediately repair her  tarnished  image ,   in his eyes .

                     ‘     your  father  is entitled to his own  opinion .   no matter how  pretentious  it is .     ’

                     ‘     but  YOU  needn’t have  upheld  it ,   if you did not truly  share it .     ’

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he thought that he disliked seeing one who had mortified him so keenly; but he was mistaken. it was a stinging pleasure to be in the room with her, and feel her presence. but he was no great analyser of his own motives, and was mistaken as I have said.

[zhirleyruiop]

Look back at me.