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@impulse-incorporated said: Molly scrunched her nose in distaste. "Till death to us part?" She parroted the other woman's teasing words. "Stop being so dramatic. Now are you going to help me or what? Go on, you grab his feet." (in which moll is way too down to help dispose of a body)
❝ I don’t want the feet ! ❞
𝐄𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐀 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐄. not that the torso was particularly more attractive, given the rather unsightly knife wound across his throat, but a dead man’s FEET ? oh, horrible, horrible. ( Esmeralda liked to pretend she was as pirate as the rest of them, but sometimes there was simply no hiding her more LADYLIKE dispositions and delicate constitution. ) as repulsive as her once-husband had been in LIFE, rigor mortis had only managed to DECREASE her affinity ; it was all she could do to force herself not to look away and have Molly think her a child in EARNEST. but she supposed she ought to be grateful for any help at all, given that MOST would likely be more inclined to alert the nearest soldier than HELP HER dispose of the evidence. the lady pirate simply sighed in resignation.
❝ oh, very well. ❞
she moved, with some reluctance, to pick up FINE STOCKINGED FEET as ordered so that the pair could lift the poor man and escort him to his final resting place. ( which, given the circumstances, was unlikely to ever be a proper burial. ) the best thing would be to toss him on the side of the road somewhere, pose it as a robbery gone horribly astray ––– once he had been suitably relieved of all identifying valuables, of course.
❝ this is my husband that has just died. you could humor me, you know. ❞
“That Molly Strong was mean to me Benjamin. ☹️”
@honorhearted @niksnarration
icons only + Ben walking in on you and Molly
💝 Molly + Heath
I worked too hard on this lol. >___<; @niksnarration
What Were Your Hands Meant To Do?
Nourish
Maybe you should invest in flour. You work, work hard and sometimes you feel like that’s all you can do. That it'll never pay off. But there’s no greater feeling than to see the joy you bring to others, to see them succeed with the tools you gave them. You may not be a leader, but a leader’s spine, shoulders, ribs. You are the dawn before the sun. It’s sweet, too sweet, but it’s better than nothing. You are endless golden fields, salt of the earth, and the lives of all who devour it.
Black
tell me about isolation, beloved.
tell me about loneliness in a crowd of thousands, about painting yourself deaf, about becoming something nobody can hold in their hands without it stinging.
you are still breathing, out of spite or otherwise. sing with me.
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Heathcliff Returns for Molly