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thinking abt bringing back my daughter
Your troubled mood is exactly why I’m here…Drizella.
some au ideas that have been floating around my brain:
you both grab for the last pint of ice cream at the supermarket and end up arguing over it au
i keep setting my kitchen stove on fire and you’re the long suffering firefighter on call au
my dog won’t stop barking at your cat in the waiting room at the vets au
you got stood up on a date at the coffee shop i work in here let me get you a drink on the house au
your mail keeps coming to my house even though you don’t live there anymore how the fuck do i return it to you au
we get the same train to work every morning and you always take the good seat so i glare at you until you let me sit there au
i’m scared to walk home in the dark and its really late so i called a random number and got you au
you left one of your shirts in the washer and it got mixed up with my stuff and i didn’t realise until you shouted at me from across the street au
i desperately need a birthday cake and my friend told me you could bake really well au
i hit you in the balls in a paintball match i’m so sorry oh my god au
the walls are really thin and i can hear everything you’re saying could you please shut the fuck up new neighbour au
you jog shirtless past my house every morning au
i walk in on you correcting people’s misspelled bathroom graffiti au
you write me a bad restaurant review and i force myself into your kitchen so i can cook you my food until you admit it’s good au
you live across the hall and hide in my apartment when you want to avoid your one night stands au
we’re the only single people at this wedding table lets get drunk and bitch about everyone au
someone in the dorms makes amazing cookies and you’re trying to figure it out and walk in on me baking at four in the morning au
my best friend has a popular youtube channel and drags me into their videos and people comment on how we seem like a couple isn’t that awkward au
we both get lost at disneyworld and somehow stumble across each other and decide to be lost together au
my kite got tangled in your kite at the park au
you’re sitting in my spot in the library what the fuck dude get out of my seat au
you’re gesticulating violently and accidentally hit me in the face au
we’re both desperately trying to buy something for our relatives in the airport shops because we forgot to when we were on holiday maybe we could help each other out au
you fell over in the subway car and landed in my lap au
you sit behind me and poke me every time i fall asleep during 9am lectures thank you can i buy you a coffee? au
our suitcases look the same and we accidentally picked up the wrong one at the airport au
you’re in the hospital bed next to me and we fight over what to watch on the shared tv au
we never talk but we make eye contact whenever anyone says something incredibly stupid during class au
awkward teenage seven-minutes-in-heaven au
you’re shouting in my face about your society at the freshman fair so i sign my name just to shut you up au
we’re on the same ‘travel-across-a-continent’ holiday plan why don’t we just stick together for the whole trip au
foreign exchange student au
i always see you in the library and i think you’re really cute so i leave you little post it notes on your work whenever you go and get a book just to see you blush au
you’ve-got-mail au
my mum knows your mum and they’re trying to set us up but all i can remember of you is that time you stuck gum in my hair when we were seven so i automatically don’t like you au
i accidentally open the door right before you knock and smack you in the face au
there’s a really cute new intern at your place of work and your friends bully you into talking to them au
our school is doing a secret-santa and i got you au
the-princess-diaries au
we’re the only two people left who are single in our friendship group and they all decide to try and set us up with each other au
SHEOCCULT / DARCY DEUCALION .
‘ 𝐇𝐄’𝐒 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐅, ’ 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 into the bed, tears threatening to brim in her eyes as she fights her hardest to ensure they don’t. she should be thrilled; any other girl would be when they hear they’re going to marry the king! but marriage has been something darcy has dreaded for a long time — it’s merely bringing another man in her life to treat her terribly, and she’s scared. ‘ he hates me. my father. he hates my guts and he has done ever since i was born… ’ the king has a reputation for being cruel and egotistical; isn’t that the sort of person a father who hates his daughter would marry her off to? and she’s been looking forward to her stay at winterfell ever since she found out. she’s been bursting to tell cora since she got here! ‘ i don’t want to go home, cora… i’m happiest when i’m in winterfell! ’ FT. @tonguepullings
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐒 , 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐀 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄 . the soft press of her body against the sheets as she clambers over the other girl , settling over her like a heavy blanket . ❛ don’t fret so much . he’s your father , he can’t possibly hate you . ❜ the words are muttered into the hollows of her neck , arms pulling her into a tighter lock . truth be told , cora could not speak for lord lannisters feelings , but instead , could only speak for her own father & his manner . she hears her mothers voice , faded in memory : fathers love you , just as mothers do , that is simply as it is - or should be , she knows this too .
she moves again , off of the smaller to face her . ❛ perhaps you’ll only see him when it comes time to produce an heir , you may never have to deal with him . ❜ her voice comes out quiet , soft . ❛ or , perhaps , i could be one of your ladies - i could help you hide when his presence draws near . ❜ it’s wishful thinking she knows , the soft expanse of her hand stroking the golden locks askew on darcy’s face as she tries to think . a pause before a glimmer meets her eye , teasing , ❛ maybe you , you can marry pete— . ❜ her words cut off by a flurry of giggles , girlish and unabashed at the thought . ❛ f- for winterfell , obviously . ❜
Dads be like. I have trauma. I will never talk about or acknowledge this. One day u will come across a picture of my childhood and realize that I have a entire flesh and blood brother still alive who I have never mentioned or acknowledged. Anyway why dont you tell me anything about ur fucking life.
☎
𝐏𝐔𝐓 ☎ 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 :
𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : erica
𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 : maneater - nelly furtado
𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 :
𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐃 : i’m god’s gift to you all
𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓 : oh you’re a fuckin prize alright
BIIRDBONE / EMMA GERMANICUS .
“Oh, great – I’m Emma. We don’t know each other, actually, but I believe you’ve, ah, worked with a few friends of mine.” She extends a hand in greeting, smile warm on her features yet not too familiar. Polite distance is kept, only the hand breaking it. “Returning a stray to them. If I remember correctly.” Emma wonders if these euphemisms are getting a little too on the nose. Is it offensive to compere rogue werewolves to strays? Out in public it’s hard to just come out and say what she wants these days, what with the public image to uphold. “I was actually wondering if you could help me with a similar issue.”
❛ okay , ❜ eyes narrowed , a slow nod as she observes the blonde . she’s understandably cautious : contracts usually come through contacts , not face - to - face first time interactions with strangers who know her by her name . idly , she wonders how the woman knew where to find her . should have lied , she thinks .
her eyes land on the girls hand , extended and waiting ; she gives it a beat before her own meets it in a firm shake . cora can only suppress a grimace slightly at the woman’s word choice , instead it comes out as a clipped exhale masquerading as a chuckle . she thinks it through for a minute , trying to listen in on the woman’s heart beat and ignoring her own uneasiness , before settling on a decision . ❛ how about we find somewhere in here that’s secluded and we can get down to business . ❜
i hate the line “who would ever come for you?” stiles said to peter. because derek would, cora would. because as much as they may not like their uncle, he’s the only family they have left. he’s one of the last Hales™ left. so fuck the idea that just because peter is a bad person, he isn’t loved. BAD PEOPLE ARE STILL LOVED BY THEIR FAMILY. THEY CANNOT HELP IT. THEY MAY HATE THEM WITH EVERY FIBER IN THEIR BEING BUT THEY STILL LOVE THEM.
me: *says dog’s name*
dog: *ignores me*
me: *repeats his name a million times until he looks up*
me: love you
☎ for derek xo
𝐏𝐔𝐓 ☎ 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 :
𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : der
𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 : default ringtone
𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 :
𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐃 : happy birthday little sis , see you soon .
𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓 : peter sent me a fucking party hat and some 20 dollar bills , why did you tell him it was my birthday , rat .
☎
𝐏𝐔𝐓 ☎ 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 :
𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : lady deucalion
𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 : one way or another - blondie
𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 :
𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐃 : pay attention pay pay attention!
𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓 : that or a really fancy airbnb
𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 ! what do you do ?
hold hands
confess
punch
kill
tagged by : nabbed it . tagging : anyone who wants it .
SHEOCCULT / DARCY DEUCALION .
‘ SSSH! I’VE ONLY JUST GOTTEN him off to sleep. ’ raoul’s been having trouble sleeping lately unless it’s in his father’s arms or in the bed next to them in his sleeper, so it’s a surprise that the eight-month year old has fallen asleep so easily in her arms tonight. she wants him to stay sleeping, so any noise gives her anxiety at this point. ‘ if he wakes up i’ll lose my mind… ’ / OPEN STARTER.
𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇 , partially licked clean from the grease of her food as she situates herself as quietly as she can next to her best friend . she spares a quick glace at the babe in darcy’s arms , focusing on his breathing before she shrugs nonchalantly . ❛ he’s good we should probably whisper though . ❜
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