Aug 24, 2015
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( MARRY ME MARG )
{ YES MY QUEEN }
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( MARRY ME MARG )
{ YES MY QUEEN }
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“I am glad somebody decided to hire another female doctor,” Theodora smiled. “I am Dr. Anstruther, cardiac surgery.”
"You don't need this. You don't need me."
“No, no, I do need you,” the Alpha insisted, “You know more about the Family than I do. If we’re ever going to get Eleanor to safety, I need you.”
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“You don’t find it difficult, being a woman in a profession?” Was Margarethe a little close? She just found Doctor Lamb terribly interesting, that was all. “Men must find you so... Intimidating.”
what do you want from me?
“You know how the Family operates inside and out,” Jake said, “I just know how to kill them. You and I could dismantle Father Wales’ merry pack of psychopaths in no time flat. What do you say?”
rough touch ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
23. your muse roughly kisses mine
To be perfectly honest, Ryan loved their debates. There was a certain thrill to arguing with someone who was not only brave enough to fight back-- but well enough educated to soundly whip him on the odd occasion. He loved the challenge, loved having to make use of all his faculties in order to to prove himself, to assert his dominance. And while he may not have always been right, he certainly allowed himself to think that he had Won.
In spite of this, he didn’t feel anything for the Lamb woman beyond a passing fascination. His interest in her was of a predator to prey, not of equals. So when she caught him after their latest debate, he was more than a little surprised to find that she had any interest in him beyond that of intellectual concerns. Not that he’d complain about a few fumbling moments in the dark, as she pushed him against the curtains to press her warm mouth to his. He might not admit it, but his lips pushed back, trying to meet hers long after she was gone.
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31 - Mun choses!
My muse clutches their hand tightly around your muse’s mouth to silence them. Set in an AU where Father Wales takes over the Family and ousts Sofia entirely, claiming she ‘consorted with the demon’ to produce Eleanor.
Jake’s large, gloved hand dug into Sofia’s skin. The two were in some abandoned store, a reminder of Rapture’s former glory. Jake quickly pulled her down below the counter, firmly holding her in place. “Wales’ psychos… about a dozen of them…” He whispered, gesturing to the hallway-street.
Footsteps and the mad ravings of the Splicers echoed in from outside. She’d never seen Jake so deathly silent before, as the Alpha Series peered over the counter. Whatever he saw caused him to quickly get back down, and lay flat on the floor. “There is a fucking lot of them out there…” Jake cursed, unconsciously tightening his grip around Sofia’s mouth. Wales had sent more and more Splicers out each day to find them. To think, Doctor Sofia Lamb, labelled a traitor by those she had lead. By those she’d taught and helped, by those she’d promised a future to. Only to have that snatched away by one she trusted.
Even at the start, Jake could tell she never wanted to come to him for help. But the veritable piles of dead Splicers at his feet were testament to Subject Delta’s ability to get the job done. This job in particular being his quest to find Eleanor. Now they were both in the same boat, both racing against time to save their daughter from the plan Sofia had set into action.
As quickly as the cacophonous racket of the Splicers had begun, it subsided. Jake released his grip, making a noise at the red marks he’d accidentally left on her face. “My bad,” he said, “I panicked, and still don’t quite know my own strength.” As he spoke, Jake offered her a hand with which to get up off the floor.
“Looks like Wales wants us dead more than ever. I’m going to take that as him getting desperate.”
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