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sharp-teeth-and-archived · 6 months

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rcckstars asked : ❛ you're only saying this to please me. ❜ / for cass, from sadie <3

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑶𝑴 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑨 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. / @rcckstars -- selectively accepting

❝ I’m not, ❞ Cassie replied with confidence, her dark blue eyes catching the sun’s light. Cassie’s hand rests over Sadie’s, a soft hold, as she looks over from her seat on the wagon. ❝ You’re strong. One of the strongest women I know. I think you’re the strongest woman in camp, Mrs. Adler. Truly. ❞

If Sadie imagined Cassie was laying compliments at her feet as a way to show gratitude for the ride into town, she would be far from the truth. Cassie hardly talked to Sadie, only observing her and knowing her by association. Through her observations, she had realized how she had grown into herself. She didn’t know the whole story, but if it was true that Sadie didn’t want to be a part of this gang in the first place, she had grown into her role now with her gun belt and revolvers hanging on her hips.

Cassie moved her hand away, resting it back on her skirt, hovering over her knee. She looked back on the road, squinting through the bright sunshine. ❝ It’s alright if you don’t believe me, Mrs. Adler, I understand. I just wanted you to know that. ❞

#asks #rcckstars #( 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍 ; asks (( Cassie ))#( 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 ; Cassie )#( thank you for sending this in! )#( I was assuming maybe they're going into town together?? )#( lmk if that doesn't work with you and we can plot something else instead! )

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sharp-teeth-and-archived · 11 months

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retrograderesemblance asked : " we're buying better bourbon. case closed. " from bud to cassie

Unprompted asks. / @retrograderesemblance -- always accepting

𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫, many visitors and townsfolk headed into the saloon for refreshments when the heat got too unbearable. The saloon relied on its regulars, but the owner always stressed the importance of reining in the new patrons. If Cassie was kind, agreeable, and a charmer, then they would stay for longer and perhaps they would mingle with the group of regulars.

Her gaze shifted from the drink in her hand up to the newcomer. She quickly drowned the cup in alcohol and passed it to the thirsty man in the other seat before looking at Bud with a toothy smile. She approached his side of the bar.

❝ There’s a delivery coming in any time now. The best bourbon from Saint Denis. If you can help me unload it, I’ll give you a free bottle for the trouble. ❞ It was a risky move, offering a free drink to a man she hardly knew, and thus couldn’t read, but she had to rely on risky moves now more than ever. In her childhood, there was a formulaic structure to her conversations that she lacked now as she was thrown into the wide world, mixing herself in with more than just upper-class heiresses and businessmen. If Cassie could ensure that Bud and his company would stay at this saloon than go to the one across the street, her boss wouldn’t see the free bottle as a loss. Maybe he wouldn’t catch onto it if she played her cards right. ❝ What do you say, mister? ❞

#asks #retrograderesemblance #( 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍 ; asks (( Cassie ))#( 𝑭𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚'𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 ; pre-game verse (( Cassie ))#( 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 ; Cassie )#Cassie x Bud #alcohol mention tw #( lmk if I need to change anything! )

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sharp-teeth-and-archived · 1 year

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retrograderesemblance asked : "i'm so tired of secrets. tired of being one." from john marston to you pick! ^u^

Unprompted asks (I think?). / @retrograderesemblance -- always accepting

𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧, 𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠, joining long before Cassie knew the name Dutch van der Linde. But in all of her knowledge of the wolf-scarred man, she hadn’t imagined he would be one to disagree with keeping secrets. But the road of hardship they have been on these weeks felt as if it lasted for years and someone was bound to grow weary.

What John was referring to, she could only guess and a mixture of panic and sympathy pricked like a needle at her heart at her assumption. She paused in the pinning of the laundry to spare him a glance, her brows lowered as she took in his visage. ❝ A secret from who? The Pinkertons? ❞ Surely if the Pinkertons had recognized Arthur by the riverside with Jack, they would know of John Marston, but perhaps she was giving the Pinkertons too much credit. As Dutch would say, the Pinkertons think they are smarter than they are and the fact they haven’t caught up to them yet--or how they didn't kill them all in Blackwater--spoke of their ability.

#asks #retrograderesemblance #( I honestly never thought of these two's dynamic before )#( so I left it vague so we can figure that out )#( I hope you don't mind Cassie! I know I wrote her only a little bit with your muses )#( 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍 ; asks (( Cassie ))#( 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 ; Cassie )

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sharp-teeth-and-archived · 1 year

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fourcornersarizona asked : “?”--For Cassie from FourCornersArizona/Vin

Send me “?” and i’ll write a starter for you that includes one of the following sentences. / @fourcornersarizona -- still accepting

❝ Am I seeing things? ❞ (152)

#asks #fourcornersarizona #( 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍 ; asks (( Cassie ))#( 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 ; Cassie )#( maybe Cassie is a little naive here )#( Since Vin is a bounty hunter right? maybe something with that? )#( like the last ask let me know if I need to add any context! )#( thanks for sending this in! )

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sharp-teeth-and-archived · 6 months

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rcckstars asked : ❛ stories like this can't come true. ❜ / last of the spam, from lil jack for cassie <3

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑶𝑴 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑨 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. / @rcckstars -- selectively accepting

❝ Of course, they can! ❞ came Cassie’s optimistic reply, face full of smiles and voice filled with certainty. Maybe Jack wasn’t as naive as other children his age to believe a wolf lingered in the woods, but any person could symbolize the wolf that went after Red Riding Hood. It mattered how one looked at it. ❝ Has your mother ever told you not to talk to strangers? ❞

#asks #rcckstars #( 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍 ; asks (( Cassie ))#( 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 ; Cassie )#( Sorry that my reply was so short! )

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sharp-teeth-and-archived · 1 year

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pagetreader asked : 🖤 for Cassie/Arthur and 🖤 for Sean/Clara

send 🖤 and my character will answer about yours. / @pagetreader -- accepting

Cassie

attractiveness:

repulsive / hideous / ugly / not attractive / unappealing / not unattractive / meh / no preference / ok / mildly attractive / nice looking / cute / adorable / attractive / pleasant on the eyes / good looking / hot / sexy / beautiful / gorgeous / hot damn / would tap that / perfect / godlike / holy fuck there are no words. ( I'm not sure how Cassie & Arthur's dynamic will evolve, but I have a feeling it might lead into a familial dynamic? With Arthur as a older brother or uncle figure? I'm not against age gaps, but I think Cassie has a preference for men closer to her age and this is just the vibe I'm getting from them lmao )

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

first impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

current impression of them:

Sean

attractiveness:

personality:

how likely they would have sex with them:

level of friendship:

first impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them (not for any major reason other than Sean's immediate dislike of rich folks) / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

current impression of them:

#asks #pagetreader #( 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌? ; asks (( Sean ))#( 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍 ; asks (( Cassie ))#( thanks for sending this in! )#( I know I need to reply to our stuff but I'm eager to explore these dynamics! )#( after traveling stuff calms down I should have more time )

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sharp-teeth-and-archived · 1 year

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timeguardians asked : ? (platonic from whomever for Cassie)

Send me “?” and i’ll write a starter for you that includes one of the following sentences. / @timeguardians -- still accepting

❝ You saved my life. ❞ (142)

#asks #timeguardians #( For Rose maybe? )#( 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍 ; asks (( Cassie ))#( 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 ; Cassie )#( thanks for sending this in! )

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sharp-teeth-and-archived · 2 years

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impulse-incorporated asked: Molly nonchalantly placed the mug of beer on the bar in front of the young woman. "On the house." She said simply, refusing to state so clearly that another of the patrons had told her about the young woman's birthday. (idk maybe this could be their first meeting??? Molly "you want a job" Strong is back on her nonsense haha)

A very late happy birthday to Cassie. / @impulse-incorporated

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞’𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞. She used to stick to a routine--one of her own making--when she only had the worry of feeding herself and figuring out how she was going to spend her time alone while her father locked himself in his office. Survival was always a priority to its basic necessities and it was incorporated into her schedule. If her father wasn’t going to feed or run a bath for her, her maid was going to, and when the maid never showed up again, it was her job to take her place (out of necessity and never by choice, because who else was going to take that responsibility).

Now, survival took on a different meaning. Her previous definition of survival looked jovial in retrospect. They always had food in the home and baths were never an issue and its labor was laughable, and now Cassie had to choose between spending her last dollar on a bath or some food from the general store. It was a constant battle of what was more important.

As her throat was dry and parched, her eyes flickered up at the woman behind the bar when she entered her vision. Now, she wished she would’ve chosen a bath last night.

As if to give her a little shine of hope, a drink was offered and it baffled her that she wasn’t expecting any payment for it. The payment was always a necessity. Her father would often complain about prices, how it was all rigged against him, and what reason would he have to pay this amount when he deserved a discount. It seemed the world only wanted to drain him of his money. For the few times Mr. Roosevelt joined Cassie at the table for breakfast, it was always the topic of money that would fill the silence as Cassie listened on. Not with interest, but to hopefully make a connection with her father. She was as quiet as she was in the present, always a listener, not a talker. That’s how she would make her connections.

❝ I have- um… ❞ she stammered, digging into her pockets. She had to have a dollar, only one, and when her finger would run along the top of the paper, she would be able to thank her properly for the generosity. She wasn’t a drinker, she hated its taste, but with a parched mouth, she would be willing to push past her own dislikes. First, she needed to pay her. When she finally touched that parchment, her eyes brightened and she dug it out hastily from her pocket. The folded, worn dollar was placed on the bar and a sense of pride swelled in her that any other worry and concern for the day disappeared from her thoughts. ❝ Miss, here, take it. Please. ❞ She slid the paper forward, trying to inch it as close as she could to her fingertips for her to take.

#asks #impulse-incorporated #alcohol mention tw #( Sorry for the wait on this! Finally had muse for this! )#( 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍 ; asks (( Cassie ))#( 𝑭𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚'𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 ; pre-game verse (( Cassie ))#( *casually shit talks Cassie's dad in my writing* )#( he was an asshole to everyone tbh )#( but I'm still getting used to Cassie again and figuring out her characterization again so some of this may change a bit )#( but her dad will always be a bastard )

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