#queued tbt

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@icekisseds​  sent,  “  ✴  ”  for  :  francesca  !  [  3  /  3  ]

‘  marry  me,  ’  relentlessly  echoes  in  the  depths  of  her  mind.  had  it  been  her  hesitance  ?  the  fact  that  a  marriage  proposal  hardly  seemed  to  be  the  rational  thing  to  do  in  the  midst  of  unspoken  words  ?  perhaps  it’s  the  way  she  can’t  seem  to  get  the  words  etched  messily  on  paper  by  his  hand.  the  fact  that  she  is,  once  again,  left  but  to  think  them  lies.  “  i  don’t  care  anymore,  chaz.  ”  she  murmurs  tiredly.  “  this  is  why  i  would  never  marry  you.  ”

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closed  one  -  liner  for  @floralege​  featuring  :  greta  !

“  pardon  me  if  i'm  speaking  out  of  turn,  ”  voice  is  already  laced  in  sarcasm.  greta  makes  very  little  attempt  to  obscure  her  preconceived  notions  of  the  other.  "  but  that  sounds  a  lot  like  blackmail.  a  really  ...  shoddy  attempt  at  that.  "

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closed  one  -  liner  for  @palmsbled​  featuring  :  david  !

“  and  what’s  that  supposed  to  mean  ?  ”

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closed  one  -  liner  for  @palmsbled​  featuring  :  nicolas  !  

“  you  see,  ”  words  are  momentarily  cut  off  but  the  languid  inhale  of  breath  drawn  in  past  parted  lips.  “  i  forgot  the  part  where  that’s  any  of  my  concern.  ”

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@floralege​ sent, “ ✴  ”  for  :  willow  !  [  1  /  2  ]

“  i  should  have  known  this  was  what  you  meant  when  you’d  spoken  of  an  appropriate  antidote  for  your  problems.  ”  and  how  could  it  be  forgotten  just  what  he’d  referred  to  as  a  ‘  problem  ’  ?  romantic  feelings  that  equally  weigh  down  upon  her  soul.  “  bastien,  ”  she  greets,  nodding  her  head  as  casually  as  her  heavy  heart  would  allow.  

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@noirflavoured​  liked  for  a  random  line  of  dialogue  featuring  :  griffin  !

“  am  i  under  arrest,  or  not  ?  ”

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mcu quotes ask meme. accepting!

@initcne​ asked: “ don’t do anything stupid till i get back. “ 

Ahkmenrah grinned, putting the flintlock replica he’d taken down off the wall back up. “What reason would I have to do anything stupid?” 

Did this mean she wanted him to wait in this exhibit for her return? He could do that, if it was necessary... 

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@mcnsieur​ 

He walked alongside Larry up until the Civil War soldiers needed help removing one of their bayonets from a fake sand bag (a common mistake), and after they split up, Ahkmenrah went off down the rest of the hall on his own. 

A new exhibit on a brief world history of France had been set up two nights ago, and Ahk hadn’t been able to stop by until tonight. He stepped down the hall, hearing voices, and rounded the corner barefoot to see a bust in deep conversation with a bored-looking man in an oil painting. The colors were stunning...and the man within the frame wasn’t unattractive, either. 

Ahkmenrah resettled his headdress and made his way over. 

“Greetings,” he said brightly, “if you’ve not yet been welcomed to the museum, allow me to be the first to do so. I am Ahkmenrah, Fourth King of the Fourth King, Ruler of the Land of my Fathers. It’s one of my own artifacts which is responsible for your revival. I am pleased to meet you.” He gave both artifacts a warm smile, having bowed very lightly.