#of sweatersandtea

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ハナハキ | HANAHKI DISEASE

plotted | @of-sweatersandtea

It had been two years since Quinn had started dating the other punk kid at the school. They were perfect, he had a motorcycle, she dyed his hair… they loved eachother.

Blake leaned against the bathroom wall of the school, the pain in his chest was nothing less of a fire, the thorns of the rose scraped against his bones and tore his lungs. He coughed– the once pretty soft pink petals now stained with blood. It hurt to breathe and to exist, yet…

he did.

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First Meeting.

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"Quinn... for the last time, I'm not Alexander, okay?" Michael said, looking at the blonde in front of him. "Alexander is out– probably doing something for you, actually."

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☹ ☹ Blake and quinn.

The third option would be “ ☹ ☹ “ to have both wounded (in which case first generated number will be for my muse and second for yours).

51. A cut on forearm & 48. Bruises on neck

Blake looked up as Quinn joined him in his room, his arm burning. “Q-Quinn..? What happened t-to your neck?” He asked, growing worried.

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“Why, Hello there." - Quinn ((ROYALTY AU!?!?!))

((I gave it kind of a fairytale/Cinderella-ish perspective because it seemed to fit))Rory smoothed the lapels of his jacket as he nervously looked around. He hoped that his homemade suit looked at lease acceptable compared to the other men's tailored ones. Cut from bits of his parent's old clothes (his father's clothes as well as his mother's extravagant dresses), Rory had thought that his handiwork looked rather nice; now he wondered if he looked as poor as he actually was.He stopped when he heard someone behind him, and he turned to face them. "I'm sorry, a-are you talking to me?" Rory asked politely yet nervously, as he looked over the elegantly dressed woman in front of him.@of

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Twin Vampires and an Unsuspected Girl.

lowkey plotted | @of-sweatersandtea Blake grinned as he followed the blonde, a soft scent of roses surrounding him. He had his eye on the girl since their accidental wncounter at the bus stop a month and a half ago. "Good evening, miss... do you remember me?"

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Happy Easter!

@of-sweatersandtea "Come on, let's go find some eggs and candy!" Blake said, picking Ophelia up and pretending to fly with her like she was in an airplane. "Next stop: CANDY!" Blake said, laughing as he let Ophelia down. Blake handed Quinn a sticky note and grinned. "I made an easter egg hunt for you too, baby~"