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@pulchreamissium
“son of a bitch.”
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Donovan walked into the brightly lit white room where all the children played. It was empty now, except for one woman, the children resting as it was close to dusk. “You shouldn’t be in here...” he said in a warning tone.
Opening the trunk of her car, he was about to swing his backpack in when he spotted something weird looking. Pulling at it, he opened a whole secret compartment that he had no idea was there. There was an assortment of weapons, big and small and there was a small box labeled witch killing bullets. Plucking the post it note from it, he marched back into the bar and held it up to Atty’s face. “The fuck is this?”
@pulchreamissium “saturday night special” lynyrd skynyrd
“ mr. saturday night special, got a barrel that's blue and cold.”
"And tied me up with sheets" -Atty
"I prefer leather, but..." he shrugs with a grin. "I guess sheets are more comfortable... not sure. Never been on the receiving end. Don't wanna be."
"And in their name, let's drink to true love."
It's strange. Being here, in the Capitol. He doesn't fully agree, but he drinks from his glass anyway. He probably shouldn't drink too much, but what good is being sober at a party celebrating the way you brutally murdered other children?
The Victory Tour, though, has led him to HER and for that, he can't complain. He stands, a bit unsteady as he walks over to the floor to ceiling window overlooking the bustling streets below them. Everything is so different, so vibrant here in the Capitol. His gaze shifts back to Atlas and he smiles, moving to pull her in for a kiss that's slow and deep. "To true love," he finally murmurs against her lips.
@valkyriescreatures / @pulchreamissium bc idk who to tag lol
"I want to either kill you or kiss you right now." (You can pick the verse bb)
“you always go with kiss, though you do throw one hell of a punch,” he laughs, kicking his feet up on the table. “it’s just one little knock off job that i took for some extra cash. besides, baltimore, we need it to stock up on ammo for that big job at the end of next month.”
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Dean's eyes close as she touches and kisses over his face. It's forever marred and cracked. A not so gentle reminder that he fucked up. "I'm not sorry for loving you, either, but there had to of been a different way. A better way..."
