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"Hey." And it's not a nice way of saying hey, not at all. The door closes unceremoniously behind Set as she exits the diner behind the stranger, wiping her just-washed hands on her dirty apron. She stands in front of them and folds her arms across her chest, a way of compartmentalizing the anger that's bubbling within her. One of the things they teach you in anger management is to direct your anger toward something else; right now, her fingers are digging into her arms. "I just want you to know, I saw you snatching my tips off the table."
ㅤalthough they hear the call for their attention and know full well that it's directed at them, byan ignores it. stuffing their hands into pockets, they keep on walking with every intention of avoiding this confrontation, too familiar with that tone of voice to not know exactly where this is going. should've started running the moment they noticed they were being followed out the door though, something they come to realize a bit too late when the waitress manages to get in front of them, forcing them to halt in their tracks.
for a moment, they consider simply shoving past her — what's she going to do about it, grab them? there's no doubt in their mind that they could pull free without much effort — but, never one to back down from a challenge, they instead opt to stand defiantly in place, meeting her gaze with a hard stare of their own.
ㅤㅤ" dunno what you're talkin' about. "ㅤa particularly boldfaced lie when they can feel the stolen bills against their fingers, pressed into the bottom of their pocket. she's right, of course; they did swipe a bit of cash left unattended on a table while they thought no one was watching, but they're sure as hell not about to admit to that just because she's not threatening to call the cops. yet.
ㅤㅤ" i didn't take anythin'. "ㅤsneering down their nose at her, byan scoffs in a manner that's just a bit too smug for someone denying allegations of theft.ㅤ" an' even if i did... what? y'came out here just t' let me know that y'saw me? congrats. amazing observation skills y'got there, i guess. d'you want some applause, or can i go now? "
#pacificgrims#━━ ˟ ⊰ ✰ answered: ic ⋮ i am a vulture that feeds on pain.#this was such a fun surprise to wake up to tysm for sending it!!#and i am so so sorry for the trouble they're only going to continue causing set lmao
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@pacificgrims | plotted starter (for negan)
truth be told, cricket's just doing whatever it takes to survive. she's used to using her body to get the things she wants, usually drugs, but sometimes food, a place to sleep. just because everything went to shit doesn't mean that's about to change. so when negan approached her and offered her a place in his sanctuary, she accepted, even if it meant being one of his many wives.
most days she just goes through the motions. fucking him for food and water and room and board. but it's a little different on days like today: when they find a group with plenty of supplies, and negan kills one of them, and the grey matter and blood splatters all over his handsome face and all over her, standing by his side. on days when they're able to take half of a good stash and go home to a feast. these are the days when she thinks she might actually like being with negan.
she warms the water on the stove and takes it to the large tub one bucketful at a time. it's a laborious process, but worth it to soak in the hot water and clean the brain off of her face and neck and arms. she waits for negan to return from dinner before hopping in, though. this bath isn't just for her: he's the one that got the worst of the gore. he needs to be soaped up, and she's happy to do it. once the door to the bathroom opens, she perches herself on the edge of the tub. "i ran us a bath," she tells negan. "thought it might be nice after today. relaxin'."
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"Well, the GOOD news is that if you keep it clean, it's not gonna get infected." She drops the curved needle and surgical thread into the ceramic bowl she'd found. She would have to scrounge around for a way to SECURE it later - the videos Haven had watched online about the best suture techniques had all stressed the importance of practicing NEEDLE safety. "The bad news is science still hasn't found a way to extract all the microplastics from your blood, so I can't TRUTHFULLY say that you're all better now."
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The holidays felt like they had swept her up and taken her along without her consent. October managed to fight through her classes without fighting any people, having a breakdown, or her body (completely) giving out, so she called it a win.
However, the masquerade was...less so. It was a wonderful time of dancing and joking about stupid things and admiring outfits, but once more, it felt like the universe was taunting her.
She and Jamie had found a quiet corner so Tobi could breathe. Her back was pressed to the wall as she peered up at Jamie, her cheeks flushed and a smile touching her lips despite her exhaustion. He looked handsome as ever in the lower lighting, his cologne washing out the conflicting smells of people and foods around them. Tobi's gaze was fixed on him, still grinning like a fool.
"You look good, but I think you look better in your cranky professor get up," she teased, breathless. He had looked at her, his expression familiar, a mirror of how he'd looked at her back in her apartment before her brother barged in.
It didn't matter if she was imagining it or not, because another professor had come to check on them. An evening cut short.
Today was the first day of the new semester, and Tobi had fallen right into old habits. She gently knocked on the door but didn't want for a response, sliding into the small gap between the door and the doorframe and absently using her hip to shut it.
"Old man!" She greeted, grinning wildly as she moved towards him. Tobi leaned forward, resting her palms against the edge of his desk so she peered at Jamie. Her dark green eyes were a mixture of affection and mischief.
"Missed you. How was your winter recess? Don't tell me you partied too hard without me. Can't have that." She smirked, rocking her weight back and forth on her heels.
If anyone asked whether or not she thought about their moment at the dance, she would lie until she hit the grave. That didn't stop her thoughts, and it didn't stop her flushing a little as the thought process hit her. Tobi bit her lower lip.
"First day, any new candidates for favorite student, or do I still hold the title?"
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what drew me to u initially was ur writing - i was like, oh my gosh, her charas seem so fun and her writing gives me so much energy!!! i loved the chemistry our charas had practically immediately. what has made me stay is bc from the get-go you showed a genuine interest in being friends, and talked me thru my pup going to the ER - that's like, something that *no one* besides my spouse did for me. so beyond being a fantastic rper u have such a golden heart, and i'm just a moth that likes light <333
BABY!!!!! i honestly thought the same about you, the detail you had put towards your muses blew me away!!!!! i've got tears in my eyes, i am so thankful for this hellsite, because without it, i would have never met you!!! i love you, you have been such a great friend to me and i've loved the worlds we have created and cannot wait to see what we create next!!!! thank you for always listening, and being there to yell about the bear, or whatever hot guy we're currently fixating on xD love you!!!!!
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PLOTTED STARTER || @pacificgrims (for chiharu)
Amanda was no stranger to AA meetings, support groups, all sorts of attempts made to get her head above water. She had finally managed it, in a way. It turns out that nearly dying, having to face darkness in order to prove your desire to SURVIVE, your will to live--will really change your perspective.
Some would argue what happened to her was cruel and maybe it was. But it pulled her out of the hole she was living in, and she valued that.
Sometimes she still attended those meetings, an extra measure, a reminder too. You can shed your skin, grow and change in many ways, but some things inside of you linger--whether you want them to or not.
There's one face she recognizes, she debates whether she can truly call the woman her friend. They'd fallen into bad habits together, fed into each other's bad choices. But it wasn't all bad. Chiharu, someone smart, someone with potential. She didn't know a lot about her but she knew enough.
After the meeting is over, Amanda decides to approach her. They're stood at the small table of free snacks and coffee. She feels almost awkward. "Hey," she says. "Glad to see you here. How...how have you been doing?" Probably a loaded question, Amanda wasn't great at small talk.
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idk if this makes sense but looking at your muses list to me always feel like walking through a candy store! they r all so colorful and fun & i just know that whoever we pair together will be a very sweet pair. our kirk thread rn makes me giggle and kick my feet he's just so silly and i just love your writing style there's so much to work w and respond to there aren't a ton of ppl that i am very easily abt to finish a reply right away bc i just don't work that way but you are one of the people that usually i have inspo right away for a whole reply
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do you trust me? // from ford!
* under the covers memes | accepting
"of course." their leisurely stroll through the jungle has come to a momentary HALT. the scenery around them is picturesque, like something out of one of her field guides -- sun shining through the clearing, trees swaying in the breeze, river flowing freely before them where they stand at its edge. yet rey's easily able to tear her gaze from it in favor of looking to ford.
she has to tilt her head up to meet his eyes, a smile curving her lips upwards reflexively. the light around them provides a WARMTH to his expression... or maybe that's her company. should she dare to assume that? it's a nice thought -- one that fills her with excitement; she hopes it's TRUE.
time with him lately has been a delight. today's visit was companionable from the moment she ARRIVED, and that's still true now -- they walk together slowly, as if both eager to prolong the experience. conversation between them is easy and peaceful. already ford feels like an old friend, familiar and comforting.
something seems to pull in the air between them the second their eyes lock. rey feels it palpably, and tries not to STARE -- but the slight sway forward she gives is inevitable, bringing her closer to ford where they both stand at the riverbank.
"what's on your mind?" she can only hope the feeling is MUTUAL -- that ford trusts her in the very same way, and feels comfortable enough to share the way he feels. a nervous sort of fluttering fills her stomach as she awaits his answer, anticipation making her heart pound. it could be anything, she supposes...
but part of her HOPES for something in particular.
@marshthing
#& answered.#( * these are your final steps | main verse )#she wants a KISS#!!!!#pacificgrims#pacificgrims: ford
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Well, it’s definitely your fault. You stress me out. You’re making my hair turn white. // from beck!
"Maybe that was my plan all along, to make you my very own silver fox."
She wondered if Beck actually was insecure about the few grey hairs he had found. It seemed impossible to her that someone like him could be insecure, Beth found every part of him attractive. The way he looked, the way he moved, the way he spoke. She could lose herself while watching him, in awe of him.
"Do I really stress you out?"
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Last Song: mary ellen 02 - isaia huron
Favorite Color : black (its a color TO ME i don't care what anyone says, i will die for all the different varieties of black. fucking fight me)
Currently Watching : the deranged arsonist who filmed their own crime - mystery files ( watcher on youtube )
Spicy/Savory/Sweet: all of it
Relationship Status: committed relationship with myself, going strong
Current Obsession: albanese gummy bears and fanta orange soda.
tagged by: the immaculate @dxsole (thanks ya sweets!)
tagging: @thewolfruns, @welcometothevale, @pacificgrims, @caracarnn, @escapedartgeek, @spicyundead and anyone else who wants to do it! just let 'em know i sent ya!
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There are things you can't fight—acts of God. You see a hurricane coming, you have to get out of the way. But when you're in a Jaeger, suddenly, you can fight the hurricane. You can win.
PACIFICGRIMS.
indie multi-muse original character roleplay blog written by ana, 26+. horror & gore ahead! in the ana cinematic universe, we write about pretty much whatever we want—from hack and slash to long lost love. stories take place just about anywhere, from outer space to the trailer park.
MUSES — GUIDELINES — OPENS — WISHLIST
#indie rp#indie horror rp#indie slasher rp#indie sci fi rp#indie scifi rp#indie oc rp#self promo#i can rest now
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crystal jane abbott | share at least five songs that you associate with or remind you of your muse!
001.) like the movies by laufey
maybe i'm just old fashioned, read too many fairytales. it's no wonder i've had no luck, no one's ever good enough. i want a love like i've seen in the movies. that's why i'll never fall in love
002.) phantom by rina sawayama
once upon a time there was a girl, pleasing the world dying to be liked, looking for love, wanting to trust. stickers and scented gel pens, get possessions, get friends. breaking off pieces, things started to change. i've been trying to find her since, she gave a little too much away
003.) we'll never have sex by leith ross
you look perfect, you look different. i don't wonder about your indifference. if i said you could never touch me, you'd come over and say i looked lovely. oh, you kissed me just to kiss me not to make me cry. it was simple, you are sweetness. let's just sit a while
004.) first love/late spring by mitski
and i was so young when i behaved twenty five yet now i find i've grown into a tall child
005.) i'm not a girl, not yet a woman by britney spears
i used to think i had the answers to everything, but now i know that life doesn't always go my way
tagged by @pacificgrims thank u this was fun!
tagging uhhh: @nonscnse @fadinglights @ohmylcve and anyone else who wants to do it!
the rest of the playlist can be found here!
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hope im not too late but ✨ okay i luv u
of course, there are no expiration dates on memes i reblog! i LOVE your blog. i love the characters you've created, they feel like real, fleshed out people and your writing brings them to life in such a fantastic way. you also always make THEE prettiest graphics!! like shockingly beautiful. you're so talented. and ooc, you're very sweet and approachable and so fun to talk to and plot with <3
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"Would you be this difficult if I was one of your bros?" Aspen can't help but snap. Nine times out of ten, she enjoyed her sport clients. However, they weren't ever as stubborn as Jody was currently being. "You want to play again or what? Fix that shit attitude and do the exercises, or you won't be." // @pacificgrims
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camera, jody and elisa!!
Send a 📸 to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse(s)
featuring jody!
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