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[withpcnache]

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[xunreinx]

       He  could  hear  them  scuttling  about,  fingers  restlessly  flexing  on  the  barrel  as  he  weighed  the  options.  There  was  that  Nea  creature  working  on  a  generator,  slick  with  grease  and  freckled  by  sparks.  Then  again  there  was  also  that  eldritch  abomination  Vittorio,  he  didn't  like  the  man,  but  he  had  to  admit  he  was  a  fine  specimen.  A  good  hunt. 

       Speaking  of  fine  specimens,  lifting  the  rifle  to  tuck  the  butt  into  his  shoulder,  Caleb  realized  he  knew  exactly  who  he  was  going  to  take.  Body  jolting  as  the  rusted  spike  launched  itself,  he  grinned  hearing  the  pained  cry  before  giving  a  sharp  yank  to  pull  the  young  thing  out  of  the  other's  path.  He  could  hear  the  grinding  of  teeth  over  the  sound  of  the  chain's  rattling  as  he  began  to  reel  her  in. 

"C'mere  you  lil  shootin'  star.' 

       The  man  was  still  absolutely  obsessed  with  his  old  life,  and  that  just  wouldn't  do.  Had  a  new  life,  a  better  one,  the  woman's  scream  was  music  to  his  ears.  Stepping  back  as  the  hungry  thing  that  had  kidnapped  her  reached  out  of  the  sky  to  pull  the  sacrifice  upwards,  Caleb  turned  with  a  crooked  smile  on  his  lips  feeling  the  outrage  prickling  like  sparks  from  a  campfire  against  his  back. 

"Too  slow,  lamb.  Maybe  next  time.'

@withpcnache's wesker has been called to tourney

[withpcnache]

~The crack of that damned rifle and the immediate explosion of Jill's chest made a rage broil in him with an intensity he hadn't thought he was still capable of feeling in this deadened hell loop he had been THRUST into. The space beneath Jill's left clavicle bursting with CRIMSON as the jutting edge of the archaic harpoon speared straight through her with all the grace of a neanderthal stabbing a fish with a sharpened stick.

Albert watched, mouth pulled into a displeased, DISGUSTED line as Jill's body was dragged away, writhing and screaming across the ground in a cacophony of rusted, ill-maintained chains.

HIS PLAYTHING. His one MORSEL of joy in this wretched place filled with inbreds and the outright brain dead. Stolen away by the asinine cowhand.

Crimson eyes watched her strung up body, fingers CLENCHING tight enough to the hilt of a combat knife to make leather gloves creak in audible protest. Wesker's own body completely still in a way that resembled a cobra about to strike, before suddenly eating up the ground between himself and Caleb. Ignoring the swirling, ravenous creature above at his it swallowed HIS Jill. A snarl tugging at the blonde's features that made canines look unnaturally sharp as he moved. Leather coat snapping at his heels.

' I should rend your head from your shoulders, you VACUOUS buffoon. ' ~

[withpcnache]

Ellarin (Rook) is pretty. That is all.

[kaisources]

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No matter what they say, it's all about money.

I wouldn't trust you with real gold.

I have my own life too, you know, [name].

This is a very important week for me. I need you here.

Well, that's the way you always make me feel.

You have to keep on top of these things, all right?

Why, what's wrong with the limo?

I won't miss the way that you kiss me!

I'll get over you, I know I will.

Now, wait a minute. You don't seem to understand me.

Hey, hey, hey! Excuse me! Excuse me!

I don't think it's very strange for me to be in love with you

Don't you want to get outta here?

I can do anything I want to, baby.

What do you want it to be?

Fasten your seat belts. I am taking you for the ride of your life.

I'd be very pleased if you would accompany me into the hotel.

I tell you what, this is fate.

Come with me. And stop fidgeting.

Well, color me happy! There's a sofa in here for two.

You kidding me? I come here all the time.

I bet you can see all the way to the ocean from out here.

Why don't you go out there?

Well, do you plan everything?

That's one way to maybe break the ice.

Why don't we just talk for a little bit, okay?

I've known a lot of everybody.

Do you mind if I take my boots off?

Why don't we just get through that right now?

I didn't hear you. What did you say?

Are you sure you don't want a drink?

What do you want? What do you do?

I don't kiss on the mouth.

Well, you know, there's always a possibility things are gonna go wrong.

Y- You didn't wake me. I can see you're really busy.

Why don't you sit and have something to eat?

You don't sleep, you don't do drugs, you don't drink, you hardly eat. What do you do, [name]?

Wow. You must be really smart, huh?

Mind if I, um, take a swim in your tub before I go?

Look, I gotta say this again. I don't like you goin' alone.

I just want your extra time and your kiss.

I'd like you to spend the week with me.

I'll be gone most of the day. I want you to buy some clothes.

I have to buy a dress for dinner tonight. Not that I expect you to help me, but I have all of this, okay?

Who- Who is this person you're going with?

Well, I'd rather hoped you'd be wearing it.

Where are you takin' me, anyway?

You're late. But, you're stunning. You're forgiven.

I've heard enough of this. It was a great pleasure to meet you.

I'd like for you to get down from there; you're making me very nervous.

Would you- Would you rescue me if I fell?

I will not let myself become emotionally involved in business.

That's why no kissing. It's too personal.

You and I are such similar creature, [name].

Well, I tell you what, 'cause I got an idea. Let's watch old movies all night.

Did you say marriage license?

I was gettin' lonely upstairs all by myself.

They're not looking at you; they're looking at me.

Excuse me for saying this, but what the hell is wrong with you this week?

You look great. You're gonna have a wonderful time.

Well, let me get you something to drink.

That is why I have pledged my eternal love to you.

Are these people your friends?

No wonder why you came looking for me.

I thought that was you. I like this hat.

Come meet my horse, [name].

I didn't know you were playing today.

Just hear me out on this. I've known you a long time. I see some differences in you this week.

Don't worry; your secret is safe with me.

Could I have another word, please?

Just tell me one thing: Why did you make me get all dressed up?

I can handle it; I'm prepared.

I'm not some little toy!

Look, you don't own me. I decide, okay?

That's the end of it! I'm sorry I ever met you!

I've never had anyone make me feel as cheap as you did today.

I'm sorry. I wasn't prepared to answer questions about us.

I didn't mean it. I don't want you to go.

You hurt me. Don't do it again.

It's not like anybody plans this; it's not your childhood dream.

You could be so much more.

[Name], you can't disappear now. We're in this too deep.

They really let you borrow this from the jewelry store?

If I forget to tell you later, I had a really good time tonight.

If you're afraid of heights, why do you get seats up here?

Why don't we finish this tomorrow? It's really late, and I have to work.

What are you thinkin' about sittin' here all by yourself?

The fact that this will be our last night together, and you'll finally be rid of me.

I'd really like to see you again.

[Name], It really wouldn't be like that.

What do you see happening between us?

I have to go now, but I want you to understand…

I was afraid to hug you up there. I might wrinkle you!

I think, I think definitely no. It's just another week, right?

I know this weepy look on your face. You fell in love with [him/her/them]!

Look, I'm not stupid, okay? I'm- I'm not in love with [him/her/them]!

Who's gonna break my heart, right?

When does it really happen? Who does it really work out for?

You give me one example of somebody that we know that it happened for.

Would you like a cup of coffee?

I find this hard to say without sounding condescending, but… I'm proud of you.

You know, I think I'm gonna go for a walk.

I have to be very honest with you. Right now I really do care. I really do.

Why are you leaving now?

I want more. I know about wanting more. I want the fairy tale.

Stay. Stay the night with me.

It's been a pleasure knowing you.

Sure you won't come with me?

Don't let anybody tell you different, okay?

You don't have any messages for me, do you?

It must be difficult to let go of something so beautiful.

You got a lot of stuff you gotta move in?

Some dreams come true, some don't. But keep on dreamin'.

[withpcnache]

Do I kind of want to pick up a Pitt muse? Maybe So.

[rcliicta]

ㅤ * ㅤshe hated how her breath seemed to VANISH at the feeling of his fingers scaling higher along her skin, pulse jumping to life under the calloused touch. a shiver raced through her as his thumb came to rest upon her bottom lip      …      parting the plush petals with gentle pressure as a breath eased from her lungs. hazel eyes held those piercing blue eyes, ablaze with an intensity she had knew all too well, trapping her there      —      drowning in the DEPTHS. 

                 her heart pounded in her chest, raging against her ribs like a wild beast trapped in a cage, as he walked her back      —      conquering the ground, she gave way too until cool stone pressed against her back. the chill seeping through the fabric of her gown, a stark contrast to the heat of his touch && gaze. hands came to his chest       …      NOT to create distance, but to rest feeling the fabric of his tunic shift as he moved. 

                 she knew it was wrong to be here, that it went against everything to be tangled within his touch once more      …      but she couldn’t bring herself to care. come the dawning light of tomorrow she was sure the thoughts would differ      —      turned sour && bitter in her own mind. but in this moment, she could think of NOTHING more than the feeling of his touch      …      hazel eyes shut as a sharp gasp pulled from the depths of her lungs, feeling his fingers skim along the bareness of her thigh. 

                 fingers curled, gripping the fabric of his tunic at the BOLD touch      —      even after months of secret tryst his boldness continued to surprise her.     ❛ that we are not … ❜     her voice remains low, trailing off at the heat of his breath && the weight of his body against her own.     ❛ … but it would still be wise to hold cation … ❜    

[withpcnache]

~Jaime's chuckle rumbled through him. A vibration in a broad chest as he pressed against her. Breath against her CHEEK. Placing a soft kiss against a feminine jaw. And another. And again. Lips parting just enough for a tongue to dip and TASTE her skin. ' I have been named many things......but wise is not among them. '

Her thigh is soft and supple beneath his touch. Fingers sliding up beneath the ROUGH bunching of fabric to toy with her hip. The LION pulled his head back just enough to allow his back to curve. Pressing his mouth against her neck. Peppering soft kisses down along the column of her neck like a d e l i c a t e dance. Breathing her in. Mouth moving along her collarbone, journeying across the graceful line.

Golden locks falling into the Lannister's eyes. Jaime kissed down along her sternum. Lips pressing against the beginning CURVE of Nye's breasts. Her bodice stifling his exquisite expedition however. A little lick of frustration in his chest at the silks and opulent embroideries denying him.

No matter. There were other was to taste such sweetness.

And he was a man of great will if nothing else.

A final kiss pressed to the swell of her bosom, Jaime lowered himself slowly. Body pressed close as he found his knees before her. Hand still tucked beneath the swathes of fabric, deep AZURE EYES turning up to Nye. A smile pulling at the corners of his lips. Small and painted with a lewd devilry as he leaned closer. Sweeping aside the folds of her gown so his lips could find the bareness of her thigh. ~

[rcliicta]

ㅤ * ㅤ the dismissal of his offer was noted, waved off with a subtle nod of his head, understandable — DOGS so rarely got to sit at the table. timber hues returned to the paper in hand, listening intently to the younger werewolf speak. his gaze only lifted when the sounds of wood creaking under too tight of a grasp seemed to fill the space between them. 

                 lips parted, then closed as if the words seemed to evade him && for a moment they did. until a wide smile spread across the original’s features, CHUCKLE rumbling deep with in his chest as elijah neatly folded the paper back upon itself. smoothing it down on the table before him with a gentle shake of his head. 

     ❛ you are sorely mistaken, mr. hale. ❜     he mused, attention once more focused on the stoic alpha.     ❛ i am not the eldest, that title falls upon our dearest freya. you see, she is the first born, though sadly she is not around to be the ‘ALPHA’ you so request of her to be. should the ‘ALPHA’ role need to be the eldest son, that would unfortunately be just as complicated, for our finn is … preoccupied. ❜     

                 daggered. in a box. locked in the basement of their home. by said ‘DICK’     ❛ therefore, niklaus falls under my care && should you be so kind to tell me what he has done, i will speak with him upon correcting it && avoiding the topic given FUTURE interactions. ❜     

[withpcnache]

~ No Alpha? Or at the very least, one seemingly unwilling to do the job of keeping the pack in check and together. That says enough on it's own. Though perhaps this was how VAMPIRES worked...snapping at each others heels but too ignorant and unbothered to actually stifle a youngers outburst.

No wonder there were seemingly so few of them left.

' Well when you speak with him...telll him he needs to stay in his own territory. Apparently he's under the assumption he can do whatever the hell he likes, wherever he likes.'

Derek's hand remains CURLED around the back of the leather chair. A scowl pulling at his brows, KNITTING them together above stark blue eyes that remained pinned to the other man's. Ignoring the way his nose itched. Making it hard to keep his irritations completely out of his tone.

' I have my own family to protect. I don't appreciate having to keep yours in line too....especially when they purposely waltzing onto MY land and home. I get that you're scavengers, but my trashcan doesn't have food for you or him. ' ~

[xunreinx]

In my defense... It took every bit of the self control that he'd garnered in his many years not to roll his eyes, hearing the elf out and finding that each word only tried his stretched thin patience. It would have taken little to no time at all for young Lace to tend the wound. Listening to the sound of water burbling behind him, followed by the muted click and clatter of the tools he was going to be using.

'No I will not.'

He forced the stern lines of his expression to soften, it wasn't a mortal wound per se. But it could so easily have become one if they'd run into the wrong group of nasties that were so freely wandering the world. Cleaning his hands with an elixir, Emmrich wiped them clean before pulling another vial free to drizzle near the wound, watching the blood thin and begin to roll off the skin.

'Do you know what happens when you return to me like this, darling?' He didn't wait for an answer, picking up a clean bit of cloth to gently daub at the wound's edges. ' What if. So many things could go wrong, and so quickly. An infection could easily work its way into your blood, claws and blades of those fiends are filthy.'

Head turning slightly, he took hold of the bowl offered by Manfred with a murmured thank you. Setting it near Ellarin's hip, he sighed.

'But my worries aren't your concerns,' cleaning the area he kept an eye on the steam rising from the bowl in his peripheral. 'I know who you are, and this personal negligence is very much in character. If this were a novel it would be considered dashing that you refused to tend the wound in your rush to return to me.'

[withpcnache]

~ ' Can it not be considered dashing regardless of my.....personal negligence? Bare in mind I'm WOUNDED and in pain.' As if his body wished to help prove the point for him, the elf's words for cut off with a p a i n e d hiss as the elixir was dribbled near the wound at his side. Ellarin ATTEMPTING to keep still as Emmerich worked a cloth at the wounds borders.

It was far more difficult than he would have assumed to be charming when having an open wound poked and prodded at. Apparently being well versed in...personal negligence....did NOT give you an added advantage in enamoring your lover into not scolding you.

Chewing on his lip, GOLDEN eyes turned to examine the hot bowl beside him. Glancing inside only to jerk his gaze away at the tools BOBBING about under the water as it was jostled. Perhaps he was better off not seeing what was about to come next.

Not that he didn't trust Emmerich's very capable hands.

More that he didn't trust himself to not entirely loose his stomach at the thought of the plethora CORPSES they had been....acquainted with in their lifetime.

' I hadn't meant to worry you.' Ellarin's head angled down as he took a asteadying breath. Long dark tresses FRAMING his face and jaw like silken curtains in the firelight. ' Truth be told I had actually intended to have it all cleaned and bandaged before you'd had a chance to see it. ' ~

[withpcnache]

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[withpcnache]

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[milkmemes]

TESTING THE CHEMISTRY

Sentence Starters for muses that are just testing their chemistry and haven't committed to anything yet. Adjust pronouns as needed.

❛ If you keep standing that close, I’m going to assume you want something. ❜

❛ Great, now I’m thinking about you. Thanks. That’s exactly what I needed. More chaos.❜

❛ You always do this… get under my skin without even trying. ❜

❛ Tell me the truth ...did you miss me, even a little? ❜

❛ I’m not nervous around you. I just—okay, no, that was a lie. ❜

❛ I wasn’t expecting you to show up… but I’m not complaining. ❜

❛ Do you practice being this distracting or is it natural talent? ❜

❛ You know you don’t have to impress me, right? I already see you. ❜

❛ Was that a compliment, or are you just trying to confuse me? ❜

❛ If you’re trying to make me flustered, it’s working. Unfortunately. ❜

❛ Do you trust me? Don’t overthink it. Just answer. ❜

❛ You keep saying you don’t care, but your face says otherwise. ❜

❛ I didn’t know you could smile like that. It’s… different. ❜

❛ Sit with me for a minute. Just… don’t make it weird. ❜

❛ You give me the exact kind of trouble I pretend I’m too mature for.❜

❛ Why does everything feel so awkward when it’s just us? ❜

❛ Be honest—do you like being around me, or am I imagining that? ❜

❛ You’re staring again. Should I be concerned or flattered? ❜

❛ Quit pretending you don’t notice me noticing you. ❜

❛ One more step closer and I’m charging you rent. ❜

❛ We’re not flirting. We’re just… talking intensely. Right? ❜

❛ Are you hitting on me or are you just like this with everyone? Because I need to mentally prepare. ❜

❛ I’m not saying I’m into you, but I am saying you’re making it incredibly difficult not to be.❜

❛ I swear, if you blush again, I’m going to start asking questions. ❜

❛ Why do you always show up exactly when I need someone? ❜

❛ Don’t act like you don’t like it when I tease you. ❜

❛ If we keep doing this, people are going to get the wrong idea. ❜

❛ You make everything feel like it means more than it should. ❜

❛ You didn’t have to come find me… but you did. ❜

❛ Tell me what you’re thinking. No deflecting this time. ❜

❛ I swear, sometimes it feels like you’re daring me to react. ❜

❛ Why does it feel like we’re having a conversation without saying anything? ❜

❛ I’m not nervous. You’re just… very close right now. ❜

❛ If we crossed a line, would you even tell me? ❜

❛ Don’t look at me like that. You’re going to make me laugh. ❜

❛ I swear, you bring out the strangest parts of me. In a good way. ❜

❛ Come on, scoot over. I’m not sitting way over there. ❜

❛ Stop smiling at me like that, I’m trying to be serious. ❜

❛ You know me too well. It’s honestly terrifying. ❜

❛ You didn’t have to wait for me… but thanks. I mean it. ❜

❛ If you tell anyone I got sentimental, I’m denying everything. ❜

❛ Honestly? Being around you makes everything feel lighter. ❜

❛ Don’t look at me like you’re impressed. You’ll ruin your reputation. ❜

❛ I can’t tell if you want to fight me or kiss me. Don’t clarify. ❜

❛ You’re infuriating… and unfortunately interesting. ❜

❛ If you step any closer, you’re going to find out how much self-control I don’t have. ❜

❛ I hate that I notice you, even when I’m trying not to. ❜

❛ I said I didn’t like you. I never said I could ignore you. ❜

❛ Why do you always show up when I’m at my worst? Trying to gloat? ❜

❛ Don’t flatter yourself. I’m only staring because you’re being weird. ❜

❛ One day, I’ll figure out why you get under my skin. And I’m not sure I want the answer. ❜

[withpcnache]

No one can tell me that Daemon wouldn't have smacked the blonde out of Aerion for that Trial by Seven bullshit...like BOY...

[horrorhelp]

i'm sorry, i think you have the wrong number.

do you like scary movies?

.. what do you think i said?

did you really call the police?

no, please don't kill me, mister ghostface!

lose the mask.

you sick f#cks. you've seen too many movies!

now, don't you blame the movies. 

what's the point? they are all the same.

i'll send you a copy. bam! bitch went down. 

we all go a little mad sometimes.

listen to me you little b!tch.

i'll gut you like a fish!

don't you watch scary movies? it's a death wish.

why do you want to know my name?

you look like you've seen a ghost.

it's all a movie. it's all one great big movie.

[andrew-garfielld]

From my blood comes the Prince That Was Promised, and his will be the Song of Ice and Fire.

HOTD — S02E08 | "The Queen Who Ever Was" GOT — S01E10 | "Fire and Blood"

[targaryensource]

“This thing is easily done,” said the captain of his guard. “The prince sleeps beside her, but he has grown old. Three men should be enough to subdue him should he try to interfere, but I will take six to be certain. Does my lord wish this done tonight?” “Six men or sixty, he is still Daemon Targaryen,” Lord Mooton’s brother objected. “A sleeping draught in his evening wine would be the wiser course. Let him wake to find her dead.”

[withpcnache]

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@withpcnache continued from here!

Billy watched James curiously, noting how the man seemed very distracted. Yeah a drink was definitely needed. He downed his beer and nodded. " Nice to meet you James." He waved over the bartender for another beer and told him to add whatever James wanted to his tab. " What do you want? Something light or maybe a little hard?" He asked, chuckling a bit. " Get anything. My treat. I know when a drink is needed." He pulled out a cigarette and offered one to James. " So tell me, what's someone like you doing here? You don't seem like the type to hang out in seedy bars."

[withpcnache]

' Um...hard, please. That would be great. ' A small nod and reactional motion to the bartender and James found himself sliding into the barstool beside the other man. A smile, something awkward and vaguely SELF CONSCIOUS on the blonde's lips, offering Billy a nod of thanks.

Arms lifted to brace on the bartop. Ignoring the way the fabric of his jacket STUCK to the subtly sticky surface. Waving off the offered smoke with a small gesture, hands clasping in front of him as he watched the bartender busy himself with bottles and glasses. James' fingers subconsciously with the a BARE ring finger. ' And you are the type? '

He grimaced as soon as the words left his tongue. Closing his eyes for a moment before shaking his head. Eyes lowered when they eventually opened again. ' Sorry, that was-...sorry. It's been...a COMPLICATED week. '

Month.

Year.