{ @itdoesntxhurt started following you } “ ---seriously?? ” he's holding the shaft of an arrow in one hand, right where he snatched it out of the air from. “ who the hell uses crossbows these days? what are we --- in the dark ages? ”

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{ @itdoesntxhurt started following you } “ ---seriously?? ” he's holding the shaft of an arrow in one hand, right where he snatched it out of the air from. “ who the hell uses crossbows these days? what are we --- in the dark ages? ”
“You’re an asshole.”
He can’t hear her, and she knows it, but that doesn’t stop her from saying it. It doesn’t really make her feel better (not much at least), but it’s not like there’s any point in holding it in. There’s no point in hiding the fact that she’s pissed. He’s her uncle, her confidante, her friend...her murderer. And now she’s stuck, alone and invisible, condemned to watch him re-integrate himself with the few members of her family that survived both the fire, and Peter himself. To somehow fall back into Derek’s good graces, like he didn’t murder Laura to steal her power. Like everything’s somehow okay again.
If she wasn’t already dead, she was pretty sure the sight of that alone would kill her.
She’s not even a very good ghost, which adds insult to injury. For as pissed off as she is, you’d think she’d have some kind of poltergeist abilities, but nope. Can’t even make the damn lights flicker. What bullshit. “Someday, you’re gonna get what’s coming to you.”
“And I’ll be waiting here, to give you a nice warm welcome to Hell.”
That's not why we fight. We do it because there's things worth fighting for.
some meme ; status: accepting!
“An Alpha fights for her pack – for those under her protection – for her territory.” A beat. “I’ll fight for you any day, though.”
itdoesntxhurt replied to your post:
you can do both? she can have two if she wants lol
LOL two daughters, both teenagers. Bon would have her hands full.
itdoesntxhurt replied to your post:
Hannah would have a cousin!! Yes I love, love it. Do itt
I am, I’m gonna write up a little thing for her. I want a little Bennett witch for Bon, so she’s getting one lol. I’m thinking maybe Jessica Parker Kennedy would be a good FC for a daughter.
// @itdoesntxhurt sent a star for a handwritten note from Laura!
I think I wanna marry you
@itdoesntxhurt (continued ask) She hadn't meant to say it, hadn't meant to do that like this, with one hand pressed to the slowly healing wound in her abdomen, and the other holding tight to Allison's. She hadn't meant to blurt that out in the aftermath of yet another battle with the supernatural forces that seemed perpetually determined to tear them apart, to kill them all... She hadn't meant to do it, but that didn't mean she regretted it. She could hear Allison's heart, smell the shock coming off her in waves. So she didn't speak, didn't answer, at least not with words. Instead she pulled the archer close, and pressed a kiss to her lips, gentle, loving, trying her damnedest to express all the things she couldn't say with words. When she broke away, her eyes were half-lidded, blue with the racing of her heart. "Marry me."
FMK Allison, Lydia, Peter
Send me three names for FMK – always accepting!
“Fuck Allison, marry Peter, kill Lydia. But considering the fact that this situation will never actually arise, I think I’ll settle for killing the one asking such inane, pathetic questions.” Claws come unsheathed, and eyes flash blue as she takes a step forward…