#witxhling

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     “Cel?” He’d flown in from Beacon Hills to New York to visit her, and now was slowly stepping into her apartment and setting his things down. “Y-you home?”

[withmyfathersshield-blog]

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“C’mere sis.”

[meanestmachine]

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“See, when everyone knows your a MONSTER there’s really no point in doing monstrous things. However….I have a reputation I gotta keep in my world. Something you and your friends wouldn’t know about.”. ( Something I tried keeping from you. But I don’t care anymore.) The ginger glanced up at him. Instead of a nice smile, she gave him a wicked one. Something was up with her. “Oh…and don’t call me darling again. Kay?”. ( I’m tried to get ride of these feelings god damn it.)

                   “Sounds reasonable.” The prompt answer is given with a casual nod of someone who knows quite well what the witch meant. In other circumstances, perhaps with anyone else, he would try to fake surprise or try to dodge the subject, but in all honesty... There was no point of doing it. Not with her. “Though the concept of monstrosity may depend first and foremost on the point of view; You don’t seem like a monster to me, but I may be more of a monster than you to some.” Quite ironic, he wanted to add, but before he was able to pronounce any further word, his reasoning was interrupted by her comment; “Why not?” Inquires he, a single brow arching. “Guess I’m not entirely used to nowadays endearings, perhaps?” Making use of sarcasm like he’s doing now, however, was something he would still find... charming.

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“--- Basically, we got really drunk and spent the night setting things on fire, just to watch them burn.”

[crystalbcll]

                         ❝ she killed the next door neighbor but the bitch had it coming ❞

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[thenamesallison]

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“So,” Ally started as they sat in a little cafe, waiting for their food. “Do you have anyone you’re...interested in lately?” 

[meanestmachine]

              “Listen, Celaena, you have all the reasons to refuse to do this,” and notice all the reluctance on his tone steady and low tone of voice as he makes his request to the young witch, “but you’re, by far, the best option I have for that...” Going after a Lasombra, even if it was a mid-level one, wasn’t a mission any neonate vampire would handle. These vain and vicious cainites had been in good terms with the death dealer’s clan, however, some few rotten apples should be kept under control for every supernatural creature’s own sake. And that was the main, perhaps only, reason why the ( proud and sometimes inflexible ) Brujah would ask the help of such a unique witch such as the ginger.  “I... My clan... can reward you for that... With money or with my own blood if you need.” money has never been a problem to that vampire, nor to the ones who required his services, in fact. “But I must warn you... You probably won’t get out of it unscathed.”

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The redhead held his hands in her, a black hooded cloak on. “I know you do not, but what about your family? Your people?”. Celaena titled her head a little. “I am sure they would feel betrayed if they found out you were with someone of my kind. Especially the princess who’s father started this war.”.

“I...” He wanted to say he didn’t care. But he did. He cared so much. It would kill him to make his people unhappy just so he could be. And they would be if he was with her, of all people. Eli was a creature of peace and compromise --- he wasn’t one to test what he could do, but what if he tested it this one time? Would it truly ruin everything? “What if we got our parents to end the war? We --- we could do it. We could make peace, somehow...”