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[liberette]

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             “  you have to admit, this is much better than being cooped up inside that dusty old building! ”   jo sends a smile from over her own papers, sat cross - legged at the base of a towering tree.  she’ll gaze up into the foliage & allow golden rays to warm freckled features.  “ -- the sun on your face, the wind in your hair, the vast mysteries of strangers,  ”   this she says with a hint of mischief, & reaches for an apple.  work has turned into something of a picnic.  “  it’s perfect for harvesting imagination. ”

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                      elphaba’s thunderous heartbeat in her ears muffles combined chaos of shouts & heavy footsteps ; veins run electric with a newfound freedom coursing like venom. glinda provides all the air she needs to breathe, & in locking eyes, she’s given the final push she needs to take to the air. “  hold tight, my sweet,  ”  called to the girl wrapped ‘round her waist, piercing western horizon with her gaze.

                     flight tastes exhilarating & crisper than the finest champagne. it whips her hair into silken black ribbons behind her. she lets loose a cackle into the clouds. “  we did it, glinda, we did it !  ”   triumph soaks her words, waters down the layer of fear beneath it. never in her tortured life has she felt more alive, laughing at gravity & knowing she’s no longer alone.

[therelentless]

slurred words 4 gizmo

Send “slurred words” to hear my muse describe yours whilst ridiculously drunk. II accepting II      { @movesplanned ;;

What time was it? was the sun coming up already? who knew, all Nandor was able to smell was the blood infused with alcohol that his victims had provided him with that night. “Guillermo!” He was being unnecessarily loud, and his accent sounded thicker than the usual. “Come! come over here.” He pointed at the spot on the floor next to where he stood. -- With the other next to him, Nandor put his arm around Guillermo’s shoulder and pretty much put all his weight on the shorter male. “You remind me of those mice in that movie with the girl and her fucking glass shoe. The ones that seem pretty useless, but get a lot of shit done, that’s you.” A compliment. “A very stupid movie, by the way.”

“It’s gonna be very lonely once you fly away as a little bat away from here, very, very, very lonely...--” He stopped himself from saying anything else when he smelled something that was making his nostrils and throat burn. “Is that garlic I smell on you?”

[ebullienced-a]

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            amy  never  imagined  she’d  be  at  this  kind  of  party .  this  wasn’t  quite  a  ball .  although  it  looked  fun  to  dance  so  freely ,  amy  stood  with  her  fingers  wrapped  around  a  glass  of  wine  at  the  bar ,  stricken  eyes  darting  around  the  noise .  

           laurie  had  insisted  she  come  to  see  the  real  culture  of  france .  the  bohemians ,   the  creativity ,  the  unpredictability .  it  was ,  in  a  way ,  exciting ,  although  amy  supposed  that  if  she  were  a  child ,  she’d  be  hopping  about  amongst  the  fray .  the  pit  of  her  stomach  yearned  to  be  there  again ,  in  that  body ,  seven  years  ago .  it  was  a  flood  of  unexpected  regret  that  moved  amy  to  reach  behind  her  and  grip  the  edge  of  the  bar .  she  never  did  get  to  go  to  any  parties . 

     it  had  been  ten  minutes  since  laurie  had  left .   amy  didn’t  know  why  she  was  there .  maybe  it  was  nice  to  watch  the  dancing ,  that  was  it .  maybe  she  just  wanted  to  escape  aunt  march .   maybe  she  wanted  to  escape  f - 

         a   collective  cheer  interrupted  her  train  of  unfortunate  thought .  amy  flinched ,  fingers  almost  slipping  from  the  counter .  the  feet  that  were  once  said  to  be  the  best  in  the  family’s  tripped  over  each  other  and  amy  frowned ,  momentarily  disappointed  in  herself  as  she  straightened  up  again .

[therelentless]

@movesplanned​ asked: “people lie all the time.” from guillermo :^)

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“Maybe, but... you don’t expect your own friends to lie to you!... Well, maybe you do, but you don’t have any friends, so...” Was he hurt? maybe a little bit. He had expected this from anyone but from Nadja and Laszlo? never! well, maybe not exactly never, and it’s not like he had never lied to them either, but that wasn’t the point here. He was going to get over it and forget all about it in a couple of days, but right now he needed some time. -- For a moment there was nothing but silence in the room, and that was when a thought crossed his mind and his attention turned to Guillermo. “Have you ever lied to me, Guillermo?”