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TAG DROP 4 // NEGAN.
TAG DROP 3 // HAYMITCH ABERNATHY.
TAG DROP 2 // MAGGIE GREENE.
TAG DROP 1 // MEREDITH GREY.
@tobewhoimnot // AMELIA.
She’s fighting to keep her gaze fixed on the chart in her hand; fighting and FAILING, because there’s an intrusion just strong enough to capture her attention. A person. And it’s not like she cares about others present in the room, nor does she give a crap what they happen to be doing or why they’re here, but there’s one particular presence that’s enough to cause an irritation ----- Amelia. She doesn’t HATE her. It’s not as if she’s unwelcome. It’s just that she can feel the other woman’s gaze on her -- has felt said gaze for the past 5 minutes with no attempt on Amelia’s behalf to trigger any sort of verbal interaction -- and it’s annoying. It’s judgey. She’s not sure what she could’ve possibly done to deserve it. “You know, I think I can feel your eyes burning a hole into the back of my head.”
MUSE LIST;;
This is subject to change -- some may be added and if any don’t work, I may remove them -- but for now, this is what I’m going with to get started.
@riiverflows // HAZELLE.
“Hey hey hey -- you’re my housekeeper now, sweetheart. Not my friend. I’m your boss. I get to boss you around. It’s basically what you’ve always secretly wanted, right? So let’s have less talky, more... CLEANY.” He’s smirking now, but that’s probably gonna earn him a slap.
ofenduriing >> surviivals
little prompts.
“Is this yours?”
“….It’s not the right colour for you.”
“You’re kidding, right? That cost money!”
“What this supposed to be? An apology?”
“You look- er- fine.”
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Atleast smoke outdoors!”
“Do you need some wine? You need some wine.”
“You need some help there?”
“Open up~”
“I can do it myself!”
“I’m not staying, don’t worry.”
“…It was raining. Your door was closer.”
“He/She/They was an ass. You’re better off without.”
“You didn’t deserve that.”
“You look like hell.”
“When did you last sleep?”
“Don’t be a baby about it.”
“Just drink this and be quiet.”
“This is your own fault.”
“If you stopped drinking so much this wouldn’t happen.”
“Are you bleeding?”
“Is that a bruise? Where did you get this?”
“You’re hurt.”
“I worry, you know?”
+ [ MCSTUPID. ]
“Trying.” he repeated, placing a hand on his heart in mock hurt. “Ouch. Your diplomacy skills suck as much as your humor, Doctor Grey.” He wriggled his eyebrows, enjoying this little game. It was difficult to find levity in the middle of a war. Thank god for Meredith Grey. “Stupid is a state. Sad is a state. How can it be stupid but not sad? You’re not making sense. Know what I think? I think I’m a better philosopher than you.”
“Well you know what I think? I think I’m a qualified DOCTOR, and you’re not. So shut up.” It’s the best comeback she can think of at the moment, and yeah, maybe it sucks, but it’s not as if he could come up with anything better if he were the one swamped with charts to sign and records to update. She’s busy. Wit can wait. “Humour is when things are funny. Funny things make people feel happy. People who feel happy don’t typically feel sad at the same time. Ergo, humour can’t be sad. But people who are happy can definitely be stupid.”
ofenduriing asked:
“Your room looks like a cyclone ran through it.”
@posyhawthxrne
her father’s words have her little head peering around the room for herself, brow furrowed in confusion before oh – okay, fair enough. it does look rather messy, but it’s justified! maybe. her mother will no doubt make her clean up all the clothes thrown across the floor later. “ i was try’na find my pink dress! but it’s not here! ”
He’s already spied the pink dress, peeking out from where it’s apparently been carelessly thrown under her bed, and he’d bet a whole month of earnings that it’s the only place she DIDN’T look. He walks over and takes a seat on the mattress, pausing for a moment with a fond SMILE on his face before reaching down to pull the dress from its hiding place. “Y’mean this pink dress, right?”
RP starters: Concern.
“It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!”
“Stop keeping your phone in silent, you got me worried!”
“Blood? Are you bleeding?”
“I don’t like the idea of you walking down the streets all alone.”
“I thought I would never see you again…”
“We should get you to hospital.”
“Where did all those bruises came from?”
“I have the right to be worried!”
“Have you been drinking? You look terrible.”
“Sleep at my place tonight.”
“I don’t feel safe letting you be alone when you’re in that shape.”
“Please talk to me about it.”
“Let me take care of you.”
“You need to rest now. Don’t move.”
“How many times have I told you to not go there?”
“You could’ve died, you know…”
“I don’t care if you don’t want my help, I’ll do it anyways.”
“You really need to stop drinking. I’m serious.”
“This time you got yourself into a hospital. I think that’s a sign.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
“You need to stop doing stupid shit like that or you will get yourself killed.”
“I’m your friend, of course I care!”
“You know I’m always here for you, right?”
“You’re not okay.”
“I’m just trying to help you.”
“Let me clean your wounds…”
“Why did you do it? Tell me.”
+ [ MCSTUPID. ]
“Ah, but if your sense of humor feels sorry for my optimism, doesn’t it imply that your sense of humor is sad in the first place?” he grinned, eyes twinkling in amusement. “I hope you like my philosophy skills, Mer. I worked hard on them.”
“--------You’re trying to be smart. Stop it. And for the record, no, I don’t like your philosophy skills. Or lack of. My sense of humour isn’t sad. A sense of humour can’t be sad. Know what it can be? Stupid.”
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