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[weasleyprewettmolls]

I Never Thought It Would Hit This Hard || Open

Motherhood was exactly what Molly had imagined it to be. It was the most rewarding thing she had done. She loved watching her babies grow into toddlers, and into small children who had personalities.

However, with five kids and being pregnant, she didn’t often notice the various aches and pains that went on in her body. To her, it was all completely normal and she pushed it out of her mind because she had a family to take care of. For the most part, that worked. But seeing her kids hit milestones like smiling for the first time, laughing, recognizing her, all the way up to taking their first steps, saying their first words - it made those aches and pains she felt worth it. To her, she would do it all over again in a heartbeat.

But when she had down time to herself - when she was watching her kids play, or the younger ones were taking a nap while the older boys quietly did their school work and she had some time to herself, she realized the severity of what the lack of listening to her body did to her.

These moments though, these moments of just watching her kids play outside while she had one of the twins in her arms (usually George - Fred is the talkative of the two, the outgoing one) was when she was able to relax - it’s what helped ease that pain of pregnancy, children, nurturing said children.

She was so enthralled with watching her children, as she rubbed a hand along her bra strap on her shoulder, that she hadn’t even heard the voice behind her speak to her. So when she saw the shadow of the person who had just spoke move on the ground, she started slightly and looked up at them. Just then she realized she had been spoken to. “I’m sorry, love. I must have been lost in thought.”

[simplymartyd-blog]

SNOW! || Open

Marty’s life felt lighter with Onofrio dead. She thought she would be this grieving widow but she wasn’t. She was anything but. She could go outside and not feel like he was going to pop around a corner or that Ira would bring him there to terrorize her. He was dead. She was free. Well, as free as she could be when her soul was owned by someone else.

With freshly fallen snow, Marty set off for the park. The was the snow clung to the trees and the play structure as the children ran amuck was spectacular. It could have been the general happy state she was in or the pleasure of freshly fallen snow, but Marty was loving it. 

“Watch out!” She shouted after forming a perfect snowball and launching it across the park. She didn’t really have much of a target seeing as she was never much of an athlete but it would have been rude if she didn’t give the people a heads up. 

[pourmedownrachel]

Rachel knew the gun shot would rise attention to anyone near. It didn’t bother her though. At this point she wasn’t sure how much more she could take being a human in this town. Nothing was safe, and there was no escaping any of it. Her eyes were fixed on the body, the lifeless body she just ended. Before they were a ghoul she knew they were human too.. maybe... either way, they were someone. They had parents, and a life. One Rachel just took and ended. 

Hearing a body approach she looked down at her gun making sure it was close by before shaking her head softly. “What have I done...” 

[cantstealthisthunder-blog]

Diego sprawled out at a cafe table, various layers of winter clothing and pages of notes scattered around him on the extra chairs and table space he didn’t need.  He wasn’t used to the weather, he wasn’t a fan of the weather, and he was very unhappy that the weather in Crossroads was nothing like Dallas.  Bitterly, he text his father about it.  How could Zeus, with all the gifts he had already given, not give a resistance--or, at least, higher tolerance--of the bitter cold?  It didn’t take long to receive a response, just a simple shrugging emoticon.  Diego inhaled sharply, instinct taking over as he chucked his phone in anger.  “Ay, pendejo!”

[prince-artair-fcking-sunshi-blog]

Artair leaned against a tree, sweat and dirt covering his face. He had been practicing his swing in his personal clearing for hours, and he was exhausted. He wiped his brow, looking back into the woods carefully. The last thing he needed as someone following him, especially vampires. With a grunt, he pushed himself from the tree and headed into town, his sword sheathed at his side. Someone would have to be foolish to cross him while he was armed. As he walked home, he passed the coffee shop. Shit, he couldn’t pass up a drink. He sighed and took a step inside, gathering up a few dollars from his pocket as he waited in line. As he waited, he could feel a few eyes on him. The prince cocked his jaw before catching someone. “The fuck are you lookin’ at?”

[spellbreakerali-blog]

Ali was trying to focus on a simple levitation spell. Little practices daily would keep her strength and magic going. It wasn’t till her ears caught the sound of a body near by. “Do ya’ think ya’ could be less of a mouth breather?” 

[don-beneath-the-willows-blog]

Dong-geun thumbed through the shelves of the library, trying to find a book that caught his attention. Or, rather, he was trying to find a few that caught his attention. He had a small collection on the table behind him, ready to be explored. The young demigod hardly noticed the other person beside him until they pulled a book off the shelves. Curiosity got the best of him and he glanced over to check what they pulled out. “I’ve heard that’s a good read.”

[totallynormal-blake-blog]

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