Prompt: She demanded to be seen.
She strolled into the room, her shoulders back, her hair curling on her shoulders. The light of the room made her hair gleam, really bringing out the natural highlights in her hair. While not an overwhelming presence, she had a presence that made people look towards her. She had an air of confidence about her that drew others to her. She was someone that you couldn't help but notice, she was someone who saw everyone and everything. She was far from someone who could be overlooked or forgotten.
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Prompt: "I expected nothing, but I am still disappointed."
"I expected nothing," Felicia sighed, shaking her head in disappointment at Aiden, "But I am still disappointed." Prompt: "Hold him gently in your hands. He has been cracked enough as it is, and his heart is more shattered than he lets on."
"Don't give up on him," Jesse encouraged Carrie. Jesse knew just how difficult it was to love Hunter. She knew how frustrating he could be sometimes. But she also knew that it was worth it. Hunter was simply a lost child and he pushed people away in order to keep himself safe, and prevent him from getting hurt again. "Or let him go gently. Be gentle with him. He has been cracked enough as it is, and his heart is more shattered than he lets on," Jesse continued. She couldn't bear to see Hunter hurting again. Prompt: Picture Prompt
Prompt: "They say a dream is a wish your heart makes. And they're right, stabbing him in the throat would be glorious." Felicia leaned against the tree, her dagger in her hand, stroking the blade, staring at Aiden in disbelief. "Penny for your thoughts?" Jesse asked. Felicia looked over at her friend and smiled at her strange way of talking. They had gotten used to it over the years, and they could usually understand what she was trying to say. "You've told me that a dream is a wish your heart makes," Felicia said. Jesse smiled. She had forgotten that she had told Felicia about Cinderella. "And they're right," Felicia nodded, "Stabbing him in the throat would be glorious." Felicia glanced down at the blade in her hand and smiled longingly. If only. Prompt: Force enemies to work together
Anastasia glared at Dmitri. She could throttle him. She wanted to throttle him. In fact, nothing would give her more pleasure than watching Dmitri turn purple. She couldn't believe she had to work with him. One of them was bound to kill the other. There was no way that the two of them were going to survive this. Prompt: "You've hurt me deeper than you could ever imagine...." / 'I said I was sorry!" / "Sorry won't bring back all my cookies!" / "They were for everyone!" / "But I needed them the most!"
"What's wrong?" Charles asked as he came into the safe house to find a sulky Ryan. "You've hurt me deeper than you could ever imagine," Ryan said, looking at Charles with a pain in her eyes that cut like a knife. Charles sighed. He knew all too well what this was about. "I said I was sorry!" Charles said. "Sorry won't bring back all my cookies!" Ryan shouted, holding up the cookie box that was now empty. "They were for everyone!" Charles said. Skye had bought them for everyone as a treat, and he had taken some. Okay, he had taken the last of the cookies, but Ryan had had way more than he had had and he hadn't thought it would be a big deal, and now he was regretting that decision. "But I needed them the most!" she shouted and stormed off. She didn't know if she could ever forgive Charles. It's been over a month, but I am back and ready to go!
Prompt: "What did I do wrong here!? This should not be happening!" / "Relax, it'll be fine...besides, isn't this kind of entertaining?" / "Entertaining? What are you - wait...you had something to do with this, didn't you...." "What did I do wrong here!?" Anastasia asked, looking down at the handcuffs at her wrists as she strained against them, "This should not be happening!" She twisted them, trying to pull her hands apart and break the chain to release herself from her bonds. "Relax," Dmitri smiled in amusement at her predicament, "It'll be fine." Anastasia wanted to wring his neck. He wasn't being any kind of helpful, and that look on his face made her want to use her handcuffs to wipe it off of him. "Besides," Dmitri continued, as if he couldn't tell how infuriating he was being, "Isn't this kind of entertaining?" "Entertaining?" Anastasia's eyebrows raised. Of all words to use to describe this situation, the word entertaining was the furthest from her mind. "What are you-" she asked. Then it dawned on her. Her eyes widened and her blood began to boil. "Wait...you had something to do with this, didn't you?" Dmitri didn't answer. He didn't have to. They both knew the answer. |
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