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thelasttejada · 7 years
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“Must have come from real far away to have an accent like that,” he commented as he adjusted the screws to her pipe pistol. Such awful-looking things, poor excuses for guns, really, but people of the Commonwealth seemed to love these makeshift peashooters for some reason or another.
“Is Ireland even still around? What brought you overseas?”
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ode-of-odr-archive · 7 years
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darngoodshot-blog · 7 years
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@prizexfighter // said I was gonna do the thing
The bar in Sanctuary was barely more than a cramped, dinky hovel compared to even the Third Rail... but it would make do. He sat hunched over his drink and a comic book, attempting to tune out the rest of the world. This was his night off watch, after all; RJ planned on enjoying it.
--That hadn't included overhearing some fucking guy talking about what exactly he'd like to do to Cait, however. Maybe he was drunk, or maybe he was an asshole. Either way? MacCready was pissed. He stood quickly, the legs of his chair screeching against the floor. "Hey, you!" Rolling up his sleeves, the little brunet stalked over, glowering. "Yeah, you. Don't talk about my girl like that if you wanna continue to be able to talk at all."
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ninexlivesxburned · 7 years
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@prizexfighter // liked my starter call
They're out. Alone. Together, but alone. Their mutual friend had... insisted. Too dangerous to be anywhere completely alone, they said. Too dangerous my ass, he'd said back. They didn't appreciate that much.
And so here he was, his usual routine of changing his identity from place to place interrupted and pointless now that she wouldn't stop hitting on him. That's what she was doing, right? He wasn't just imagining things?
Deacon thinks he's too old for this nonsense. Which is saying something; nonsense is his second favorite thing, right under shenanigans.
"Betcha can't pick that one," he says, nodding to yet another safe in the long abandoned bank they'd set up in for the night. Cait had been practicing her lock-picking skills, which he thought were probably good enough she really didn't need to, but at least it was endlessly fascinating to watch. Every click of bobby-pin on tumbler went straight to his... heart. Honest.
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demdupes · 7 years
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“That’s a new one coming from a client.”
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czarnianassassin · 7 years
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@prizexfighter liked for a starter
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“Those were the ones I was supposed to kill, right? I was kinda half listening when ya told me.”
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cypresshillsghost · 7 years
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“I saw you back at the bar during the brawl. Saw you lay out a couple drunks...guess I should count myself lucky you decided you were on my side, huh?”
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ode-of-odr-archive · 7 years
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[ braid ] for your muse to braid mines hair.-prizexfighter ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ y not
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Normally he wouldn’t let someone he barely knew this close to him, let alone playing with his hair. He was still a little tense but he didn’t try and stop her. It would seem the fiery redhead found a small crack in his walls with the similarities of their lives. 
“Well, now there is no question my enemies will cower in fear. There is something to be said about a man who has no shame in walking around with tiny braids sticking out of his hair...unless my hair in much longer then I thought...”
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ninexlivesxburned · 7 years
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send Deacon ur nudies B)c
"Gotta say, Cait-- as much as like this, I like the maid outfit even more."
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puckhead · 7 years
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“Cait. Caaaait.”, Casey flopped dramatically over the Irish brawler’s lap. He peered up at her, an over exaggerated pout on his lips. “I’m freakin’ bored.”
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                Girls like girls like boys do,                           nothing new                   Isn't this why we came?                      Gotta get with you                 Girls like girls like boys do,                          nothing new
for whatever the f Laura x Cait is right now ( @prizexfighter )
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greased-ghoul · 7 years
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                            Continued from @prizexfighter *here*
“Heh, Nosebleeds.” The ghoul chuckled “They can only dream of doing what I can do. Besides, I have my two hepcats, Juke and Sandi, keeping watch in the distance.
The ghoul pointed out an eyebot and an assaultron standing on two rooftops adjacent to each other.
“Not that well, considering you got through. The name’s Johnny. Johnny Midas. The Wrench with the golden touch.”
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par-the-raider · 7 years
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((FOR THE MUSE)) Once you get this you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly. Then, you have to send this to ten of your favorite followers!
((Rofl hi Dmitrix ;)
Well, I guess I like that I work very hard to form opinions based on facts and evidence over what political/social figures have to say. I like that I haven’t given up on writing my novel and that I finally learned how to do my eyeliner after so many years of not wearing makeup lol. Lastly, I like that I always stay loyal to my parents (and my bff), and that I’m surviving college with better grades than I’d first predicted.
Thanks for sending this! I’ll tag 10 people just to play by the rules but any of my followers are totally free to choose whether they’d like to do this or not.
@lucia-the-red @mayflowermarred @searchingforanewpurpose @wastersongbird @steelsworn @wolf-at-worlds-end @hooliganghoul @shotheart @thexsquire @prizexfighter
Mun out))
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darngoodshot-blog · 7 years
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Cait, Stella, Atticus
Fuck, Marry, Get Drunk With. Send three names.
“A hard one, huh? Well… I’d screw Cait. I’d always screw Cait, over anybody. Have you seen her naked? ‘Cause that really does it for me. Then… I supposed I’d get hitched to… ah. Damn, I don’t really wanna say either of them, I’m not ready for that. But Atticus. It would have to be, right? I… need things from him, okay? And getting Stella drunk is just cute; getting him drunk never turns out so good for me.”
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It took three strides for him to make his way to the bastard and the profanity spewing redhead, the wanderer fully intending just to tell him to fuck off. When his hand settles on Caits shoulder, he couldn't help it. His hand shot out, balling the mans collar up and pulling him into an already-thrown punch. There was a snap as his jaw broke, and a thud as he hit the ground, blood and tooth fragment pouring from his mouth. @prizexfighter
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wildwindtrail · 7 years
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I am very, very grateful to all of you who follow me. Nedra has been here for over two years. That is a long time and I am so happy for all the people that has interacted with me during years. 
Here is try to mention the people I write a lot or less with. 
@thebloodychampion @antivan-trash-husband @greyeyedgriffin @malumcanis@ofrevelry @dishonored-chevalier @steeltorn @mageborn @awolfofgold @arcanistdagnarp @prizexfighter @unfxrtunxte @unsanctixned @altrxisme @anierous-sunblade @scarslookgood @blinkblinkblinlc @ser-pounce-a-mage @silfrfjodr
and people I would want to write more and admire from afar: 
@anathesniper @notamongrel @piirating @thedasiian @flame-of-ostwick @thedalishbloodmage @basadoir @bi0w0lf @preventifmedecin @kingxfmischief @iinxsearchofxisolde
and I probably forgot the half of you. But I am really grateful for all of you that are following me. 
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thank you ♥
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