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@eternalandrei slash @eternal-arun IS SUCCESSFULLY CAPTURED

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whoops (meme)
Send “Whoops” to my ask box, and my muse will accidentally send your muse a text that wasn’t meant for them.
[text] What brand of lube did you want- I’ll pick it up on my way home.Â
[text] MERDE SORRY
[text] IGNORE THAT.
[text] YOU’RE NOT LESTAT.
eternalandrei replied to your post: Did you ever think of other people or fantasize of...
My hearing is exceptional when I want it o be, you know.
...I'm aware. You know, there's worse things for you to overhear.
Maybe.
eternalandrei replied to your post: I. Last time I felt jealous and why
“Your paranoia will be the death of you.”
“Oh, I’m sure. If I don’t find a bigger monster, first.”
“I keep seeing his face.”
((Prompt List: One-liners))
“Lestat?” Nicolas asked without looking over toward Armand. The blond rogue was the common link between them. Then, considering who Armand tended to fixate on, Nicolas ventured “Marius? What-was-his-name, your little pet, Daniel?”Â
Nicolas sighed. “Given that nine tenths of the people we know are men, Armand, you’ll have to be a little more specific.” Â

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eternalandrei replied to your post: "A kiss with a fist is better than none." /S U P
“…It was meant to be more threatening than the way it came out.”
“Then you failed in more ways than anticipated. How’s that treating you?”
It had been a long week already with her job. She didn’t know who the well dressed man was that she had been hired to protect but glimpses of conversation had been enough to assure her that she never wanted to meet him again. Not that she feared for being on the receiving end of his evil. Of course she felt no trembling at the thought of any peon catching her when her lingering school-age nightmares could outdo the imagination of any sadist. No, she didn’t want to meet him again because men like that disgusted her. All hands and smiling teeth.Â
Not that it was the first time a client had thought it was fine to smack the ass of their bodyguard because she was a teenager. If she left the job for that, she’d struggle even more. Hell knew she couldn’t live outside of this world.
Sitting outside the warehouse that her client was meeting in, she listened to the soft noises of the night while remembering her lost family members. The street thugs that had taken her in, her fellow students that had helped her survive unspeakable horrors. She missed them. Where were they all now? Scattered across the globe, in a prison or two, maybe. Life was so bleak without a single friend.
“After the fight some dude catcalled me on the way home so I turned around and spat a bunch of blood at his feet. Never seen someone regret doing something so fast.”
“That...” He paused, at a loss for words, albeit only momentarily. “To tell the truth, that is a bizarrely elegant response, if you ask me.”