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"I could make them into a bracelet. But I need to measure your wrist first." He smiled back and held up a flower to the side of her arm. "The color goes well with you."

“Really? You can do that? I’d love to have a bracelet,” Jo smiled shifted so he could more easily measure her arm before she released a quiet hum, “they’re positively lovely. I adore flowers.”

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the coast provides her with ISOLATION and ESCAPE. it’s hardly the dream destination for the girl; the air is cold, && tends to settle around her like a blanket of ice. but she is alone, and sometimes that is what she needs.

or she thinks she is alone. the unexpected sound of ANOTHER FIGURE soon snaps her from her reverie.

❝ —— oh! for- forgive me, sir. i believed i was alone ...❞

#dreamsinthewitchtower #(✽ || 𝓉𝑜𝑜 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓉𝑒)#|| thank you so much for following!

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“Fuck you, pa’!” The words were spat at nothing with a specific breed of childish venom laden heavy with alcohol, a bottle of something heavy and intoxicating in his hand; been waving it around since he started wandering the bayou-- the swamp-- the shitty woodlands he knows near better than a swamp ranger. Fingers were curled loose around the neck of the bottle, wrist near limp, arm swaying as he trekked and sending the bottles contents spilling on the back of his hand.

No fucking pigs to arrest him for smelling like whiskey and wandering around like some fucking freak. It’s the fucking outdoors! What kind of trouble could he cause beyond tracking mud and getting wet? There was always something.

Fuck-- his goddamn phone. Why the fuck can’t he use it at the table? The hand not holding the whiskey bottle slowly rose, touching his cheek; it still burned raw from the slap to it, bruise blooming on his cheekbone, fingers were but a cool relief to its stinging. He ain’t some child anymore. ‘Least whiskey provided a better relief.

The chorus of hissing bugs and croaking frogs would have been fucking annoying, would have if he hadn’t gotten so used to it: a violent, raging buzz. Maybe there was something there, could use bugs for something. At least they were useful, telling him if someone was around. Probably wasn’t the best idea to drink far from the House, knew it was practically fucking stupid, but he’s got a notched belt of drinking out here for years. “Goddamn old man don’t know shit.”

Wandering was better than being in that House with Zoe. Wandering was better than being called a pervert, being slapped around for a fucking phone. Dumb sons of bitches didn’t know shit: he was trying.

#dreamsinthewitchtower #( v ) | attempting for simplicity #( queue ) | automatic puzzle pieces #lucas babe stop this drinking around places

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Send me ☼ and a character in my ask | ACCEPTING

Jo wants to:

#; an offering (meme)#dreamsinthewitchtower

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Send “💭” For A Thought My Muse Had of Yours!

“Adon always finds nicer sea shells than I do. Must be part of his witchy charm.”

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@dreamsinthewitchtower replied to your post: “yo”:

*throws a flower at you*

catches and affixes it to her armor

...Will this bring me good luck?

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(( would he develop an addiction you think? Or are they controlled doses :-o ))

(Possibly. As the pain worsens the doses would likely increase. Which may def lead to an addiction or just a dependency on med-x.)

#dreamsinthewitchtower #《 Echos from beyond 〖ooc〗#drug use //#addiction //

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Send ☄ for one random headcanon I have for my muse!

(Colvin experiences phantom limb pain from his missing arm and is given a dose of med-x daily to treat the symptoms. He takes half a dose in the morning and the rest before bed.)

#dreamsinthewitchtower #≽ Some of this and some of that (HC’s)#amputation //