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mesmusae · 2 years
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Hazel’s birthday is here!!
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mesmusae · 2 years
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Marin’s Birthday is today! Time to celebrate.
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mesmusae · 2 years
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It’s Briar’s birthday. Feel free to celebrate with her!
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mesmusae · 2 years
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It’s Faith’s birthday! Feel Free to celebrate with her <3
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mesmusae · 2 years
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Jamie’s birthday! feel free to celebrate <33
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mesmusae · 2 years
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This blog has permanently moved to @wemadeemc0c0a​ 
Mun is still checking for reblogged threads in case of missing any. 
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mesmusae · 2 years
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This blog has permanently moved to @wemadeemc0c0a​ 
Mun is still checking for reblogged threads in case of missing any. 
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mesmusae · 2 years
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This blog has permanently moved to @wemadeemc0c0a​ 
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mesmusae · 2 years
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This blog has permanently moved to @wemadeemc0c0a​ 
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mesmusae · 2 years
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This blog has permanently moved to @wemadeemc0c0a​ 
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mesmusae · 2 years
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"You have more conviction in one memory than I have in my entire being." (Lally)
Answered here
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mesmusae · 2 years
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Please like/reblog this if you're willing to roleplay with villain characters without acting like the mun is a terrible person.
I writing evil or nearly evil characters more fun than writing good guys. I’m sick of feeling like people are going to judge me for my characters. I have a right to rp what I want and explain my characters actions, but not try to justify them. Because I know why a character acts a certain way doesn’t mean I think they are excused. The world isn’t black and white.
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mesmusae · 2 years
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It’s Jo’s Birthday! Come by the roadhouse and celebrate (even though it’s burned down xD)
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mesmusae · 2 years
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“For now? Nothing … you’re lucky to have me. I can downplay it a little, write it down to you being foolish enough to say yes to a dare from some people your age. Something like that, it’s a warning after all.” Jody spoke as she watched the girl closely. It was foolish to think that she would never get arrested. Even hunters like Sam and Dean had been arrested more than once, and she was certain that so had Bobby and Rufus at some point. 
“Just be careful in the future. Try not to get arrested again. If you do that, then I’m sure you’ll never end up in jail. But, … like I said, caution is key.”
Jo felt relieved that she wasn’t being totally arrested. She could keep this incident from her mom. Well, also long as Bobby didn’t tell her mom. She’d try and get in touch with him later on that.
“Right. Careful.” Really she should have thought things through she knew. “Thanks. Seriously. I’m still figuring this stuff out.” And she didn’t really have much beyond Bobby’s help. Not yet. Maybe one day, but for now she was on her own, determined to be a hunter.
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mesmusae · 2 years
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“Well, not really and … I was usually the one to y’know look for the good in monsters and all but Dean was more like dad in that. He just … saw a monster and knew it had to die because sooner or later, it would slip and kill someone even if they tried hard not to.” He sighed and cast his eyes down, remembering Amy, and then he remembered Emma and shook his head. “It’s just weird, how he’s changed his mind … but I guess spending a year surviving together with a monster does that …”
Maybe Sam was jealous. Maybe, he wished in a way, that he hadn’t been on his own and hadn’t ended up in the mess with Amelia and had just been in purgatory with Dean, having each other’s backs like they’ve always done. But he wasn’t all too sure about it. It was just a mess in his head and at the moment he didn’t know how to clear it. “But uh, please tell me that your life has at least been … less crazy and weird than mine?”
Marin tilted her head at Sam, listening to him. “You’ve let some go, haven’t you?” she asked. Her introduction to the supernatural world had been brief and although she knew about ghosts the idea of more felt daunting. But she’d trusted Sam, and even when he was vulnerable, she knew she could trust his judgement somehow. “What were they like?”
She shrugged. “I went back home but....it feels wrong. I never really knew what to do with myself before and now...” She shrugged. “I have been watching for news articles and it feels like there’s so many places where...the unexplainable happens.” She’d been unsure how to adjust to life knowing what sheknew after meeting Sam.
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mesmusae · 2 years
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With a smile, he nodded. “I suppose it’s hard, for those that have tested things in the past and found them lacking, that someone else might find a way to use it.” He understood it in a way. Sure, he hadn’t exactly taken things his father had tried and changed them, but he had changed things for the Malfoy family name, even if people didn’t exactly associate it with healing yet. Perhaps one day both he and Cygnus would prove to rise above their last names. 
“How? Well, … after the battle, I returned to Hogwarts to finish my last year and I had a good talk with the Headmistress. We spoke of my future and what I wanted, as opposed to what my father wanted and the skills I have. And we concluded that with the subjects I’m good at, healing was an option.” He’d needed some time to think things over but had eventually decided that after all the pain he’d caused, perhaps he could redeem himself by healing people instead in the future. “It felt like a way to make up for my wrongs. And while it started that way, I have come to like it. I even have an apartment in London, where I am surrounded by muggles, who … I actually like. And I hope they like me too, at least they seem to …” 
Luna gave a small shrug. “I find it’s best to learn from one’s own experiences anyway,” she said casually. “Certain woods work better with certain cores. It’s really rather fascinating.” She’d never thought she would find a different calling that the one she’d been raised in, but it was bringing her a certain comfort. 
From what she knew of him, she didn’t doubt Draco Malfoy had the skills. Perhaps the people skills, from what she’d heard and what little she’d seen. But he’d also helped Harry she knew when Harry was in the Manor. There’d been something in there. The part about living near muggles surprised her more than anything though. She gave him a smile. “That sounds like a really positive change.”
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mesmusae · 2 years
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“Nobody wins when it comes to demon deals. Sure you might think you’ve won for a while, or think you get a chance at some point to try and outrun them. But in the end, you lose … the hellhounds always find you. And when you do, it’s not pleasant.” He had read about the effects that the hellhound closing in could have on you. On top of that he had also seen what it did to people. It was truly something he didn’t wish upon anyone.
But everything about this girl’s demeanor told him that even though she was very convincing, she had made a deal. And it saddened him that someone so young, with so many years ahead of her, was doomed to an early ending. Bobby wasn’t falling for her lies, but he knew that there was no saving her and simply let her have the moment. Let her think that she’d fooled him, because in the end … it were the demons that had fooled her.
Bela felt a sudden urge to tell the man that, perhaps grudgingly, had come to her rescue more than once. She wanted to tell him about the “friend” that visited her, that promised to end her suffering. It wasn’t until she was older and had learned more she’d really come to understand the trap she’d fallen for. 
“Hellhounds sound...unpleasant,” She said carefully. “I guess I’ll leave that rock unturned.” She gave a small shrug. “Guess it would be too easy of a win in the first place wouldn’t it?”
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