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CATSHAMING; what kind of a “catshaming” sign would your character hang on my character’s neck?

(Source: pocketfullofaces)

Escaping Prisoner

scoundreloftheseas:

                    "Since I am going to die, it doesn’t hurt

                to try and be nice… Maybe god might

                change his mind and send me to heaven.”

          Though that was pretty unlikely. He was a

     pirate for his sake. He belonged in hell with

     the rest of his pirate friends.

"No one said you are going to die. You’ll be lucky if you do," Stopping, she turned around to look at the man. "God? Heaven? I didn’t take you for a religious kind of man." ….And the man still did not understand who’s house he was wondering around in.

(Source: queenofroma)

Escaping Prisoner

scoundreloftheseas:

                    "So… How old are you? Thirty? Twenty? Eighteen?

               What? You look younger than the people I’ve seen

               here in a few days. The guards look old and ugly like

               they don’t care about how they look… You, on the other

               hand, sure look like you like to take care of your skin

               and beauty…”

THIRTY-” The man almost earned himself another slap, but as the numbers dropped she relaxed sightly. Now, what was he doing trying to compliment her? It wasn’t like she didn’t mind, but it was a very strange and sudden turn on how he had been treating her before. What was he doing? 
"It’s rude to ask a woman her age, but you’re right. 70% of the guards are older men.” She looked over at him, “What with the sudden change? You were calling me ugly not long ago.” 

(Source: queenofroma)

Home is where the Heart is

alexandra-savoy:

Taking a peach she bit into it. “What kind of things did ya have on your mind? Must have been some stressful stuff if ya suddenly snapped like that.”

"A lot of things," She commented, resting her head against the back of her hand. "Dumb little things, some stuff I should have been finished worrying about, and so on."

(Source: queenofroma)

Slice of Pie

alexandra-savoy:

"It’s not weird." Moving to the cabinets she located the bottles. Taking them she went to the fridge and filled them up with water. "They done?" Alexandra questioned.

"Yes, shall we go~?" She put the poptarts onto a plate and moved on over, "They are a bit hot, but they should be cooled down enough for when we get into the car."

(Source: queenofroma)

Escaping Prisoner

scoundreloftheseas:

                    “I have no reason to go with you anymore.

               I think I can find myself out now. Thanks, lass,”

          Giving her a bow of his head he began to

     continue his way off. The last thing he wanted

     was to go back to his cell or worse. more guards

     coming after him, and he couldn’t be able to

     defend himself. He is with out his weapons after

     all. Weapons… That’s where he needed to go first.

     He needed to get his weapons back. They could

     be where the cells are, most likely.

          Closing his eyes, he slowly turned back around

     towards the woman. he hoped his theory was

     correct, otherwise he would just be going in circles

     and wasting his own time, and his chance to escape

     could be gone forever.

                    “Lead the way…”

"-What?" She was almost ready to go off and shout at some guards to go catch the man. However, it seemed like he had a change of mind for what ever reason. Perhaps he had a plan B on how to get out of here from the cells? 

Either way, she gave him a confused look before starting to walk along. One thing was for sure though, assassins were insane! ..Or maybe, it was just men?

(Source: queenofroma)

tooflashyforanassassin:

queenofroma:

Send me a ✿ and my muse will react to your muse putting a flower in their hair

She looked up at it, not overly sure if she should be trying to get it out of her hair or not. “…This not poisonous, right?”

 

Jo followed suite, well-aware of her status as a noble and not wanting to upset her by appearing disrespectful. “Glad I could help. I’m sure you’ll find him easily,” Jo replied. “I hope you enjoy your flowers, Signora.”

She nodded, “Ah, yes. Thank you. For the flower and where to get them, they are surely lovely little things.”

Escaping Prisoner

scoundreloftheseas:

          He stopped once more in his tracks turning
          his attention towards her once again. This
          lady sure liked to touch him.

               ”If you would let me go, I would kindly
               tell you…”

          Though he wouldn’t tell her of course. Never
          tell your plans to your enemy. If she did let
          him go then he would break off in a sprint.
          Walking was just too slow for him. And if he
          reaches the second floor he could jump out
          the window into a haystack and be on his way.
          Simple as that.

Her grip only tightens, “No. Now, you’ll be coming with me.” He didn’t seem like he was willing to follow her anymore. The man had something else in mind, and she was going to change that for him. 

Come,” Back to the cell for him.

(Source: queenofroma)

Slice of Pie

alexandra-savoy:

"True he does but it never stopped us from giving him food before. Sure, water fine with ya or do ya want me to put milk in water bottles?" The brunette asked from her spot in front of the fridge.

”..Hush,” She tossed the wrapper over at her and then moved to put the poptarts into the toaster. “….Just put water in them, milk seems a bit weird to have in a bottle.” 

(Source: queenofroma)

Home is where the Heart is

alexandra-savoy:

Taking a seat next to the woman she nodded. “Yeah I’m hungry. It’s ok but what did have ya freaking out on me like that Prissy Butt?”

The woman moved to grab some food and move it by Alexandra so she could take what she wished. “..I just had a lot of things on my mind. A bit overwhelmed.” She didn’t want to snap and throw a fit.

(Source: queenofroma)