Prom Queen

---------------------- Indie Michaela Pratt from HTGAWM ----------------------- Private & Selective Slow-Reply Muse & Mun of Age Written by ARTEMIS

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Ok so my posts seem to be losing my partner’s replies and the font size won’t stay as small. If someone could help that’d be very much appreciated <3 

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tragedyveined:

          fallon turned on her heel, instantly her arms cross against her chest. it took her one up-and-down of the woman to know that this was not good news. a shift of her weight to one leg, if she had to book it, the  m o t i o n  was already spring-loaded, “ huh ?? who even says i’m a dealer, lady ?? don’t tell me you’re gonna stop ‘n frisk me with that plain clothes officer shit. fuck off. i don’t know anyone or anything, “

                NOTE TO SELF: work on approaching people without striking FEAR or antagonizing. “My client...” and surely a list of others--- though pressing lips those words remained withdrawn. “He mentioned you as his alibi, part of it that is. I’m just fact-checking, you’re not in trouble.” Maybe that would soften the other away from on the defense. “Consider it civic duty, I’d comply if I were you, before I stop deciding to be NICE.” 

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grantgustic:

Come on, just tell us where your accent’s from. Is it your birth parents or adopted parents? It’s none of your business. Uh, we’re boning. I think it’s my business.

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offershope:

Nodding his head in agreement to her words, he chuckled a little as he walked towards the stairs, slowly going up them one step at a time, rather than two like usual. Letting out a small breath as they walked, he hummed. “I will. I’ll make sure that nobody upsets or annoys you,” he said with a small smile. “Yeah, yeah, all my life.” He said. “What about you? Where did you grow up?”

“Will you now?” There’s a tinge of amusement at the thought of anyone defending her from irritants. “Wasn’t aware the cops provided annoyance protection.” It’s not funny, not even a little. Yet she’s smiling, like she isn’t someone who has been involved in murders, but a casual intern talking and maybe even considering flirting, with a cute forensics guy. “Oh um...” there’s a pause, to lie or not to “School in Pennsylvania... grew up in the South.” Vague enough for strangers, but not to start things off with a fib.

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Okay guys just a little update <3

1. School has been crazy and a lot of work so time has been scarce so far to come on here. And it can tire down my muse so I apologize for slowing activity 2. Providence Comiccon this weekend and I am so excited to attend !! which again may also mean scarce activity  3. I know you’ve guys seen it all day but to my American followers please do vote. Your voice matters, especially now. And please stay safe tonight <3

If anyone wants to chat/plot feel free to IM me or ask for my skype as I do schoolwork. May be slow but conversation is always welcome!!

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jealousy starters.

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rpmernes:

❛i don’t get what you even see in ____.❜

❛they’re not right for you, you know.❜

❛why do you keep staring at them?❜

❛you’re late. why are you coming home at 3 am? it’s someone else, isn’t it?❜

❛why do you always win?❜

❛hey – can you get off their dick for five seconds?❜

❛it’s almost like you’re dating them.❜

❛it’s almost like you married them.❜

❛you like them a lot, don’t you?❜

❛after all these years, i never thought i’d lose to someone like them.❜

❛chose between them or me.❜

❛me? JEALOUS?!….. HAHAHAHAHahaHAHAhAhahHA… yes.❜

❛me? JEALOUS? you’re out of your mind.❜

❛are you dating them or something?❜

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favemichaelapratt:

I thought you were this amazing, powerful woman, but look at your life. You have no one… And it makes me feel sick that some part of me still just wants to please you… I don’t want to hate you… It just makes me feel alone… and scared… and it’s making me act insane… Hopeless… Broken…

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knowsdeath:

Reblog if you are willing to make an OC and integral part of your canon’s story.

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didsomethingbad:

“Maybe I shouldn’t let you pick out my dates after all…”, Oliver joked, but it fel kind of flat. Really, he only wanted to make Michaela feel better. “I think everyone would have tried to escape from that for a while. I know I would have. Don’t blame yourself too much.”

He settled next to her, quiet for a few moments. “I’m sorry I reacted so…annoyed at the time. It really wasn’t directed against you. And, you know…we had fun for some time. When we’re all rich one day we’ll definitely have to try that again. Maybe it can be tradition.”

Any sort of tinge at the lips is forced at those words. Sort of tiring of the constant punchline her love life seemed to run in their group. Sick of the judgments on her taste. Only thing that kept her from snapping is knowing Oliver meant no harm... “Thanks... guess it’s good to know I’m not abnormal.” At least on that front.

There’s a shake of her head though, turning more to face towards Oliver. “Don’t... you’re fine Oliver. I promise. I can, understand. I wasn’t exactly in the right state of mind. GAMBLING with money that wasn’t mine.... I have no idea what i was even thinking.” there is a bit of a smile at the suggestion though, the thought of some tradition out of reach. Some child naivety to add to their lives. “Except it’ll be on a yacht, in Cali or something... Or in Vegas... Somewhere flashy and EXPENSIVE.”

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PLEASE send me character development questions.

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ribidius:

tenderborn:

withabox-archived :

I love to get insightful about my character and to ramble on them. Ask me about their habits, thoughts, relationships! Go as deep and complex as you like! And send as many as you like so loads.

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https://goo.gl/dDZybw

guys help me choose another muse pls <333

[katledison]

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calebhaas:

I..like you…so much.

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“Are you crying?” - walshiisms <3

@walshiisms // angst starters // accepting

“ Connor? ” Her voice breaks, relief swelling over her, desperately reaching to brush tears from her cheeks with such intensity they began to pink. Immediately, without even second thought, throwing arms around him in a tight hug. Body beginning to shake with sobs, grateful she could still hold him, have her BEST FRIEND in her life. Glad he was not a casualty to the fire. Relieved she didn’t lose anyone, not this time... “Oh my god... you’re okay, you’re not dead oh my god.” there’s a laugh, uncontrollable laughter through tears. This is it--- this is her fucking mental b r e a k d o w n.

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onceporcelain:

And here I thought the new Lady Lannister would have some sort of standards. The words ring in her ears and Sansa is unable to stop the way her gaze HARDENS instantly. Fingers bite into the fabric of her dress, nails digging in and twisting as she waits for the first thoughts that bloom in her mind to subside. She is not a Lannister. She is no longer a Lady. She is a STARK; wolf through-and-through. Her claws are starting to grow, fangs threatening to bite— Only not now. Not yet. “My brother was a BASTARD, just like you,” and maybe the words are harsher than intended, to get a flinch just as the one she had repressed from crossing her features. “If you think that I’m being kind, then you do not know this place yet,” Any act of kindness is misplaced, hidden behind a mask so that true intentions do not shine through. Not until it benefits the person needing it, at least. It takes another moment before Sansa can exhale, straighten up again and let her gaze roam their surroundings rather than lingering on the other at her side. Tyrion is nowhere to be seen, still. Sansa cannot pretend that she minds. The longer, the better. “Either that… or I could have you sat by yourself if that’s what you’d prefer.”

There’s a sort of THRILL in seeing the ice in the other’s veins. In witnessing the wolf’s BITE. Finding a Stark beneath a cloak of gold. There’s a difference, how confrontation and openness is upfront rather than veiled and spoken behind her back after being ignored. Lower than dirt and not worth a breath. The word Bastard had never bothered her though, not until NOW. Not until these past few weeks where the reality shined of what the world was like to a bastard. “And where is he now?” It’s not cruel, no harsh comment intended at the end, simply a curiosity as to what has become of Ned Stark’s bastard. “I am not THAT naive... everyone here are liars.” She cannot draw her gaze away though, intrigued by her sharp words, by the honesty it was shrouded in. The world is not lost on one so young, and Michaela is impressed. Admiring the wolf’s survival in the lion’s den.”No, my lady, not at all... I harbor no complaint... I would be honored.” Shuffling through the proper mannerisms, reaching for the right words from what she’s heard before.

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aridayagrande:

[insp.]

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https://goo.gl/dDZybw

guys help me choose another muse pls <333

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“Ever been held at gunpoint? Want to know what it feels like?”

@dxlfinos // angst starters // accepting

The lioness cowers for once. Pride fades into a uncontrollable minor shaking. She regrets all curiosities, all inquiries on where he was. Could totally understand if Annalise had him fired. “Can’t say I have...” Suffered through other things, all within the past year, but nothing to that degree. Nonetheless her head raised high, meeting him eye to eye. “You make it sound like I have a choice in the matter.” Eyes flickering, plotting out any form of escape ... and by  a n y  means.