Your Mother's Daughter

Molly and Darcy have always been together, fighting the good fight, travelling across the country, and across the ocean when the occasion called for it. Their next destination, however, may be a little tougher to tackle; hopefully this family duo can deal with what's to come. [Semi-Selective Indie RP Blog. Original Characters. Multi-fandom although, better fitted for fiction dealing with the supernatural. If you'd like to interact with one of these two please read their bios, the rules, and don't hesitate to send a message! Also tracking the tag yourmothersyourdaughters]

[isaacmccall]

The Pack + Social Media mourning Allison

(others in the series)

[yourmothersyourdaughters]

man i love it when people hurt my muses like it’s actually the best i love seeing them broken and bleeding and a crying mess like “is it okay if i hurt your muse” more like thrash them within an inch of their life and leave them for dead for all i care it’s only fun when someone bleeds destroy them.

[yourmothersyourdaughters]

+open

                  "There's a buffet around this                     town somewhere, right?                                       R i g h t ?"

[yourmothersyourdaughters]

savagesavior:

        ❝A-are you bleeding?❞

 "Oh yeah, it's just a little—

                                  —s h i t  those are fangs."

[pxrrish]

“How many brain cells are you down to now?” | Molly or Darcy or even Derek [halestormsx] (I hope sending this is okay!)

                        “Honestly? I’m not ENTIRELY sure.” 

[yourmothersyourdaughters]

         "You didn't have too many            to start out with either...            you should probably let             me checked that out." 

[yourmothersyourdaughters]

dxrkpast:

    ( amusement gleamed through mocha irises as they       raked over the girls form. she tried desperately to       hide her amusement from the girl, even though both       lips & eyes deceived her so she went with it &        shrugged nonchalantly. )

             ❛ the one that just left. ❜

                       "You're fucking kidding right?" 

              [             A boot stomped. Did she really                             just do that? Yup. How childish...                             Seriously, that was a eight mile                             walk. Eight miles in the late summer                             heat. Why did they take this job                             on again? Oh yeah the death count                             of over 50. Fifty mysterious dead                             bodies showing up over the past                             four months raises suspicion.             ] 

[yourmothersyourdaughters]

onehaleofabeta

+ yourmothersyourdaughters (Molly)

"I’ve dealt with hunters all my life, don’t think this will be any different."

               "And a werewolf caused my perfectly                       good marriage to end in divorce                       excuse me if I use a little more                       force than the other hunters                       do." 

[yourmothersyourdaughters]

dxrkpast

yourmothersyourdaughters

    ❛ ——- i really don’t care! ❜

          [         Alright. What is it with this school? Wasn't there                     suppose to be some sort of freshman-senior                     hierarchy? Didn't that triumph her new girl                     status? What was this; like the fourth time                     she'd been yelled at today for asking a                     question? Hell, she was                                     twenty—f u c k i n g—two                      and these runts were disrespecting her left                      and right. If it wasn't for her e g o, the driving                      force behind her self-control, she might have                      gotten expelled already.                                      ] 

  "Honestly, I just wanted to know if you knew                    which  f r i c k e n  bus would get me to                                                            Ceder Point Motel."                                                                                 Cool down, deep breathe, Darcy.   "I'll give you five bucks if you cut the attitude                      and help me out."

[reformedmurderer]

[ open ]

[yourmothersyourdaughters]

reformedmurderer

          “Hey, I like it as much as the next girl.            But I think you’re actually supposed            to eat it, not inhale it. Chewing is still            a thing.”  

                  "Oh, right. That thing. That thing, I forgot about.                     Hey, man, it's been eight whole months of gas                     station food...and more gas station food, maybe                     some fast food joints thrown in here and there.                     This home made cake is better than  s e x  right                     now. Honestly, try it." 

[yourmothersyourdaughters]

hehowls

      “I guess you are right.       One thing I’ll never understand        is the fascination with heels. Like…      don’t do they do more trouble than      good? Giving you blisters and all.      Give me a girl in combat boots over      heels any day.”

      "Ass, legs, and height, man.      You know guys use to wear      them right? A little fact you      learn when you get to choose      your own subject for historical                                          papers."

       "Uh—Yeah, combats my go-to;        not too sure how they made it        into the fashion world since        they're made for military and                                  h u n t i n g."                   She kicked her heels together twice.        "Anyways, why are we talking about         shoes—uh, uh—what's your name kid?"

[yourmothersyourdaughters]

yourbatmxn:

+yourmothersyourdaughters [Darcy]

                                    Whoa, that cat IS fancy.

Stiles nodded his head profusely        extending an arm as if to say, you see? You see this?

"He’s like the FancyFeast Cat or something.              Why I’m being trusted to pet-sit him              ——-I have no idea.”

             "Dude, you're going to kill him.                      It's going to end up dead.                   Who in the  h e l l  gave you this responsibility?" 

[imaginesteenwolf]

[rp-ask-box-memes-blog-blog-blog]

Let’s play the paste game. In my inbox, right click and press “paste” and send my muse whatever you already have copied. I must respond in character. 

[yourmothersyourdaughters]

letstortureher:

       ”Oh I’ve finished. But I’m rewatching it all, I’m on the first.”

      "My man! I've had to at least seen         every episode twice...maybe four if         we're being totally honest."

[yourmothersyourdaughters]

letstortureher

        “Can’t I just drink my fanta and watch one tree hill in peace?”

                    "I  l o v e  that show. What season are you on?"

[yourmothersyourdaughters]

hehowls

   ”And what exactly are     you doing that requires     hunting boots? Are you     fishing for rabbits or     something?”

              "Ha. Yeah. It's wabbit season, buddy.                                Watch out.                           No—my mom and I travel in an RV;                                they're nice for the more woodsy areas.                                Plus, they add at least two inches of                                height without the burden of a heel, I                                                             think it's a win win."

[yourmothersyourdaughters]

invxlved:

       ( as if the word ‘kid’ wasn’t supposed to           set him off right away, his head tilted           and his lips curled into a scowl at the       lack of common sense the girl contained. ) 

         ”It’s Garrett. And, no. I don’t need any help.” 

         [                   A l r i g h t.          School was much worse than she remembered.          This guy couldn't be older than zit creme and           stolen playboy magazines; it made it hard to            keep a level head and her cover.           ] 

         "Fuck the attitude, G a r r e t t  and good luck getting off your flat ass."