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                               && there's so many things that slowly come back to her as                     the world opens up once more. dark eyes blink the light back                     in, bones creak && pain ignites as the woman comes to the                     stark white of the hospital.

                    there are MANY things that rattle around in her mind but all                     of which silence as she comes to the COMPANY that's currently                     asleep on her leg. there's an instinct to reach out, but hands wail                     out as she moves them. 

MEME || ACCEPTING

               a soft laugh escapes her battered lips as she cocks a dark                 brow at the man who’s currently standing a few steps away.                nimble hands work on the gash that currently resides on her                forehead ( much to anna’s dislike ) & she eyes the man with                hungry eyes. if she wasn’t so concerned with his safety she’d                push the doctor away right now & give the man a goodbye                kiss to remember. but she had an awful fondness for the man                & she’d rather see herself burn then him come to harm, so                instead she answers his taunt with something only he’d understand                                          

Beauty and The Beast sentence starters

        [ Normally, Reid’s the one to break down first -          his anxieties that he’ll end up like his mom and          dad, and that he’ll lose his boyfriend for good,          get to him, and he’s the one that ends up          apologizing first, or begging the other not to           leave. But it seems something he’s said has           stricken a nerve in the other, because after           he’s shouted ‘You don’t want me here, then          fine, I’ll leave!’, a rather empty threat than anything          else, he turns to the door, intent on leaving just          to clear his head, to cool his anger and calm           the anxieties that will inevitably flare up without          the knowledge that the other is downstairs or at           a bar, but his hand freezes around the doorknob          when the other’s desperate voice fills his ears. ]

        [ For a brief moment, he considers leaving anyway,           as he’s fully intent on coming back, but he’s been          in the other’s place too many times, and he knows           the other will beat up himself up if he walks through          that door, and worry himself sick and blame himself.           So he lets his hand fall, and after a moment he turns          around to face him, the desperate, almost scared look          on his boyfriends face sending a cut of pain through           his chest. A sigh passes over his lips, and he takes a           few reassuring steps away from the door, putting him          in front of the older. ]

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Meme sent by : agentmrgnCharacter I want to play: Libba from Bring Ashley Home