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#this is so....
sesh · 1 year
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aquickstart · 3 months
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i think i ate very really bad supermarket pasta last night and i have not felt sicker in my life. i also have a transatlantic 8 h 34 min flight in two hours. how are you guys doing today
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aneshipping · 13 days
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my headmates really have their hand in the stew when did some of these sillies get here
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darksouls2yuri · 1 year
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tyhaliburton · 7 months
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1eos · 1 year
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eyedi · 1 year
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during black history month.
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morpeko · 1 year
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oh apparently Yato herself comments on the lack of coverage the armour has lmao
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jaechan01 · 2 years
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partiallypearl · 1 year
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“You’re guilty of all the same things I am. It’s just that everyone gives you a pass because you’re cute and charming.” + sambea?
Finding Sam Harvey at the Malacoy Academy hadn’t been hard. The boy was exactly the same as he had been at Alfea - smart and kind and maybe too nice for his own good. 
Enrolling herself had been a piece of cake, and she was smart enough to be put into third year classes with little assessment - a small mercy. 
Despite his initial shock at seeing her, Sam was nice to her, introducing her to his friends (which as much as Beatrix loathed to admit it, she didn’t entirely hate them), helping her with assignments and generally being a good person. 
It was exhausting, just how good he was. 
He was a good guy - not the kind people made fearful jokes about, but the kind who was truly truly good. 
And she wanted nothing more than to corrupt him. 
“Y’know you’re so good Harvey.” She said, nails tapping against the desk as she sat beside him. He looked at her, his big brown eyes falling on her face.
That was one of the things she liked about him. His eyes never focused on her body, but instead he kept them on her eyes and face. 
It had been weird at first, but now, she found it endearing. 
“Your father’s position gets you a lot of power, you know that right? Former Alfea professor, now working at the Malacoy Academy. Two of the biggest schools in the Otherworld. Wonder if all that power ever gets to your head.”
Sam raised an eyebrow in confusion and Beatrix smirked, leaning in closer. “I know what you were planning at Alfea. I mean killing Rosalind? You think me and my dad didn’t try that as well?”
Sam’s face changed from confusion to panic as he began shushing her. “No one here knows about that. Besides, I’m nothing like you. You’ve actually killed people Beatrix. My dad, Silva and Dowling may have played dumb, but they all knew it was you who killed Callum.”
Beatrix cocked her head, grinding her teeth. She sighed, crossing her arms as she spoke. “You’re guilty of all the same things I am Harvey. It’s just that everyone gives you a pass because you’re cute and charming. I wonder what your new friends would say if they knew about everything.” 
Sam stared at her, like he was seeing through her and it made Beatrix want to squirm. She had never seen his eyes so cold, let alone so filled with anger. “What do you want?” He asked harshly and she grinned at him.
“Darcy and Isobel Daniels’ contact information. They graduated here last year and they are the closest thing to finding my birth family that I have.” 
Sam shook his head, his floppy brown hair bouncing. “No way Beatrix. Those files are in the headmaster’s office. You want to get expelled, you’re doing it on your own.” 
Beatrix scoffed, her anger at him flaring. “Fine. I don’t need your help Harvey. I’ll just do this by myself.” 
She got up, shoving the chair out of her way and Sam’s hand grabbed onto her wrist. “Be careful Beatrix. You could make a fresh start here - don’t mess it up.” His eyes looked at her, earnest and filled with concern. 
She wanted to kill him. Who did he think he was? Her friend? She didn’t need his pity - or anyone else’s for that matter. 
Beatrix turned to glare at him. “You would know about that huh golden boy?” Sam’s grip loosened. “Daddy’s connections get you wherever and whatever you want. New school, new friends. But you’re still the same guy at Alfea who fucked up and ruined his relationship. You’re the one who had to leave and start over. Remember that.”
He pulled back like she had burnt him. For a moment, she hoped that she had. She stormed off, her electricity sparking as she exited the library, her heeled boots clicking against the tiles. 
Fucking goody two shoed professor’s son.
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natjennie · 2 years
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YOU ARE MY BEST...... MAN....
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luvhughes43 · 9 months
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trying to write a little bit of smut for a fic and how are u guys doing this? this is so hard wtf😭😭
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fortyflightower · 1 year
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have i accidentally become the gidianthe artist
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kailali · 1 year
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Hello, hello! 💕
Lately, I've been seeing lots of my mutuals (and some others!) talk about Discord! I'm seeing a lot of people feeling overwhelmed by discord/discord servers and I 100% agree!
So, I wanted to do a little interest check to see if anyone would be interested in a very small, very close-knit discord server to talk about fandom/games/whatever, because a super small discord server might be a little less nerve-wracking!
(I'm always too shy to post in 99% of discord servers.)
Anyways, this is kinda embarrassing, I'm not good at "putting myself out there," but here's an interest check! Thanks for your time! 💕
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ladysophiebeckett · 1 year
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why are mindy and benoit singing shallow. its like they wanted to curse their relationship. 
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pureposer · 2 years
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Do you Survive the Narrative?
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yes, but you’ve become something much worse.
the cruelty finally got to you, the relentless torment of friends and loved ones pushed you over that fine line & now your enemies hit the ground and they DON'T get back up, but you're okay with that [ but not everyone else is. they don't look at you the same way, do they? you can tell yourself that you don't care, but you can't lie to me . i know you do. i do. ]
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