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hit me with your best shot ❢ meme continuations ❢ aus ❢ idek
hit me with your best shot ❢ meme continuations ❢ aus ❢ idek
hit me with your best shot ❢ meme continuations ❢ aus ❢ idek
hit me with your best shot ❢ meme continuations ❢ aus ❢ idek
got au | for endlesswar
It was only due to his loyal service and giving nature to all that he was spared and not deemed a traitor. Instead, just given the title of "fool". The Dornish, however, welcomed them with open arms when they found out who he was. A banquet thrown in his honor and all of them given rooms at the palace as guests.
Karen was still reeling from it all, missing the shore and cool ocean breezes. She also wasn't too sure of the fashion here, either. But she was dressed in red and green, gold hair pulled back and flowing down her bare back. She smiled and was polite to those that addressed her but she didn't feel much like starting those conversations herself. She nibbled at some food, drank the wine (it was quite good), but she couldn't help wondering what this meant for her now. Any hopes she had of marrying someone in higher standing was uncertain and she didn't feel all that comfortable with the... ways of the Dornish. How marriage and taking lovers was treated the same. And how freely such "love" was demonstrated in front of the court. ]
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got au ii | for endlesswar
The grin comes unbidden and she looks over at Frank, ]
Where did you find such a creature?
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in another life | for endlesswar
But this time, she keeps hearing someone... singing? Or trying to.
Eventually, it gets to be too much and while her friends are content to snicker about it, Karen has always been the firey one in the group to go speak her mind. So up she gets and off she goes. Her friends try to call her back but she strides right over to the guy under the tree, strumming his guitar, playing the part of a hipster pretty damn well. She crosses her arms when she gets in front of him, clearing her throat before he can start singing again. ]
What's it going to take to make you stop torturing that guitar?
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in another life (ii) | for endlesswar
It was only going to be the one time.
As she would later tell Misty when the other woman stopped by the apartment after Karen got her shower, 'The moment I heard he was going to be a Marine, I knew there wasn't going to be anything more than a date.' Misty knew before she even confirmed. Knew about the risks that would come with dating someone like that and knew that Karen was done putting herself out on a limb when it could result in loss.
Not something she expected that Frank guy to know. It had taken months for Misty and Colleen to know, for Karen to feel comfortable enough with them to open up about it all. After that, they both understood why she was so reluctant to get attached to anyone. It's why they invited her to their own family gatherings come the holidays.
But she makes it a point not to think of Frank as she goes about her day, heads back to the apartment after classes. Changes her sheets and takes the tape out of the stereo. The leftovers are eaten in front of the television and she continues on the day after that and the day after that. She makes sure to eat lunch somewhere else during those days. Which is easy when she buries herself in the next wave of papers assigned to her.
If she's not in classes, she's in the university library. ]
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canon au for resleeves
[ She known guys like Kovacs before. Tough guys that act like nothing gets to them -- until it does. Most people, especially those kind of people, have more to them than all their glares and harsh words. At least that's what she kept telling herself every time he pissed her off.
Which wasn't as often as he annoyed her (which was always with that attitude).
But she was stubborn and had a feeling Takeshi was a lot better than he wanted to act. She saw glimpses of it here and there and it's what made her continue to work with him over and over. And press a little more each time.
When he said he was leaving, it was undeniable that it hurt. Karen made an effort not to show that it did, of course. But he would probably see it anyway. He was good at reading people and she was pretty bad at hiding her own emotions when it really got to her. She had asked if he really needed to or if he just felt he had to. She knew no matter the answer, there wasn't anything she could say to make him stay.
Just like all the others that had left, too.
She wished him luck and offered him her hand, resisting the urge to move forward and embrace him like she had wanted to.
She'd let him go.
On this night, she had tried to sleep and couldn't. She decided to get up and work instead, at least try to be productive with the time she was up. Dressed in nothing but her underwear and a baggy t-shirt, she flips through a file before going back to typing, stopping only when she hears the knock at her door. Starting at the sudden noise, she freezes and frowns over at the door. Slowly, she gets up from her chair and grabs her gun before going over. She doesn't have the fancy kind of tech that lets her see through the door so she has to chance looking through a regular peephole.
She doesn't really believe it at first. What the hell is he doing here...?
There's a long moment she pauses and debates if it really is him or someone else in his body... But ultimately opens the door enough to look out, keeping the chain on the door for the moment. ]
I thought you were leaving.
Re: canon au for resleeves
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post-s3 | for fightlikehell
They could do it together.
Especially now that those walls were gone. All of them were on the same page now and while that was... different, it was a good kind of different. They had been through the gauntlet and they had come out on the other side again, still whole. If a little beaten. Matt's bruises took a long time to heal but at least this time Karen knew how he got them and... felt pride this time.
After a week of working in the office with him again, she leans against the doorframe of his office, ]
Hey. Do you want to grab something to eat? Call it a night?
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