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You were never in love with me. You were in love with the idea of me, with a girl who had claws instead of fingers, and teeth marks on her shoulders. The girl who had steel bones and a fighter heart. The girl who could defy the gods with a smile, unashamed.
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☠ --- Lets do both Celestine and Joie.
Send me ‘☠’ to hear what my muse would say to yours if they were completely drunk off their head.
Celestine- Jovi’s shot glass clanked down upon her table with the harsh chime of a heavy hand. For once, Jovi had guzzled down enough to get even she, the veteran heavy drinker, into a state of heavy inebriation. “Have I told any o’ ya’ll ‘bout my boss-lady?“ She began, that normally mussed version of her words even a bit worse, “Thaaaat fuckin’ red-head beast always on the back o’ me neck, tellin’ me she don’t want my soap. WHAT? S’it not -good- enough for her?! I bet iffin’ I made one that smelled like dog she would pick it righ’ up! She woul’ bathe in it! Well, it’soap, so, I mean… BESIDES th’point.” She grumbled, clinking her empty glass with a flick of her finger, clearly unhappy that the barkeep had left it empty this long. “S’alrigh’, one o’ these days I’ll jus’ pin her down and mash it in her hair. She’ll love it then.”
Joie- Jovi’s nose wrinkled, the thought of her boss leading her tyraiding mind to think on her daughter. “Spawn o’ the devil, herself..” Jovi began, her tone low and thoughtful, though as the following words progressed, they lifted in volume and passion, “Always gettin’ fuckin’ paint on me good leathers. The leathers I love.” She snickered, shaking her head, “Jus’ wait til I brew up some real good-like hair dyes to dump on that lil blonde head o’ hers. Jus’ up from the awnin’.” Jovi swept her arms wide, making the sound of a messy splash. “Gon get her real good. Jus’ ya wait. Real sick o’ that ones shit thinkin’ she reeeeal clever.” She tapped her temple, “Imma show her clever.”
Thanks for the prompt @wolf-queen and im a little sorry. XD ))
You created a monster, so a monster she shall be (x)