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[moon-lit-heroine]

coughingupfear replied to your photoset:

:: [sorcha intensifies] :: ---------- She looked good in her leather jacket and jeans and tshirt, but I found Leather and Lace and I couldn't resist the assless chaps.

[moon-lit-heroine]

coughingupfear replied to your post

Describe the mun in one word meme: bitch

::They should’ve said was Beautiful, Intelligent, Talented, Charming, and Honest.::

Well... you got the 'honest' part right. I guess that means I'm honestly a bitch, huh? Heh.

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[latrocinxr]

&; | SHORT AND ANGRY

He leaned away and scowled. Who were they calling ‘squirt’?

   ”… Look who’s talking.”

&; "Least I 'ave an excuse."

[joanbrody-blog]

{hAPPY BIRTHDAY HON}

THANKS A LOT, FRIEND

[joanbrody-blog]

the fires found a home in me

coughingupfear

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In a dim moonlight Joan Brody slipped out of bed and carefully put her torn, bloodstained clothes on. Not much was left of them, but it was still better than walking around naked; and pockets of her oversized /no, oversized wasn't a good word anymore; they were oversized month ago. now she was just skin and bones and needed to fasten them with safety pins to keep'em from falling from her hips/  pants were filled with pieces of stiff wire and ropes and needles and stones and razors and all this lethal crap people just throw around in places like Montenegro's pirate camp.

Vaas was asleep after she spiked his beer with crushed sleeping pills she stole from another pirate's first aid kit. It was dumb and it was desperate, but it worked; he was asleep and the window was opened and his knife was lying on the table. She hesitantly took it and - carefully, not to cut herself with a dirty blade -  folded it. For a moment she considered stabbing him with it or cutting his throat; but no, she couldn't. Just thinking of it made her feel sick. During her "stay" there she saw enough blood for at least two lifetimes; and she had a feeling he'll wake up as soon as she'll approach him. 

So she just pursed her lips and slipped that damn knife into her pocket. She climbed up the table and - quietly, carefully - slipped out of the half open window. Without giving it a second thought - and not waiting for anyone to notice her lurking in the shadow - she disappeared between the trees. She didn't know where she's going; she only wanted to finally get away from this psycho. 

When she was sure nobody can hear her anymore she started running instead of sneaking. She ran as fast as she could; she didn't care about the direction. What mattered was getting as far from him as possible before he'll wake up. Because then-

-hell be angry so so angry hell see im gone hell tell his dogs to search for me and then hell find me again again again and it will all happen again no NEVER AGAIN

She tripped and fell down, feeling tears streaming down her face. But rather than give up and turn around and return to him, before he'll even notice she's gone she clenched her fists, got up and continued to run, determined to either find help or get herself killed by some wild animal before Vaas will drag her back to his camp. 

[joanbrody-blog]

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"You are not one of them. You look... Different. You look hurt. Do... Do you need help?"