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[monsterbookofsmackle-blog]

I Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing (Isarora)

@aurora-not-borealis

It had been a while since Isadora had seen her girlfriend and it was safe to say she missed her. As she laid with her legs across one end of the chair and her head rests on the other while she looks up at the ceiling, she went over the information she remembered from her textbook. 

The common room door opening slowly broke her from her thoughts. She sighed and let her head fall to the side and closed her eyes for a minute before letting them adjust to the change of direction. The glimpse of red her cause her to sit bolt upright. “Dearest one!” She exclaims while racing over to hug the taller girl. 

[winged-slayer-blog]

“Oh please, do tell me more.”

[athene-of-olympus-blog]

Athena’s fingernails hit the table in front of her in a steady rhythm as she waited. The book in her hand was well worn around the edges and over all well read. It was just a shame that she never really could quite remember the ending. Still with her back to the wall she attempted at least again to figure out the missing piece. Her eyebrows furrowed as she bit her lip trying to figure out what she had last read. 

“Surely that is not the ending. How dull.” 

[moodybroodyland-blog]

Truth Serum Disaster (Landra)

Landon kept thinking about what she said earlier, secretly loving that he knew this now. He walked up the the blonde who was nervously looking down at her hands. "So I've been meaning to ask you Groven, what happened earlier?"

[unseelieorla-archive-blog]

She’d always had a penchant for being frightfully, woefully stubborn. It was, she surmised, why she’d survived for so long.

... But it was also why she kept finding herself bloodied and bruised.

“JESUS fuckin’–” Her groan was one of pain, because everything – all of her – hurt; fresh bruises blooming over old ones on her pale skin. It was what she got for insisting she was good to go out on her own: she was still weak from her years in solitary confinement, and no matter how much she scrubbed her own skin raw, she SWORE she could still smell iron on herself. 

The fall had taken her by surprise, as had the sudden spell of lightheadedness that had made her slip ‘n’ slide in the first place.. As did the sound of a dry twig breaking beneath someone’s foot. 

She grit her teeth, needle-points gathering into a shark’s grin as she winced, slowly supporting herself on her scratched palms. “Help me up, could ya?”

[cerri-dwen]

“Whining about things you cannot change - whining in general - makes you very unattractive.”

[madnessxlurksxwithin]

Lounging at a table in the middle of the room - a bar often made for decent hunting grounds - Malachi casually watched as the two men went at it, pounding away at each other in their desperation to prove their Alpha status. “Ten on red,” they murmured to no one in particular, partial to the color red; even this uglier, unattractive shade. That, and they’d recently discovered the fun of gambling; which was why they couldn’t resist making a game of it.

Now all that was needed was someone to take them up on the challenge.

[lips-like-ice-blog]

‘Giving someone the cold shoulder’ never took quite so literate a meaning before bumping into Chiharu. Embarrassment, chagrin clear on her face, she was the picture of a well-meaning stranger terribly sorry about causing a fuss. “I-I’m sorry!” 

And you could almost believe her, if not for the unmistakable movement of the amateur pickpocket slipping something into her pocket.