* / PRETTIEST POISON.

☠ - angry/violent headcanon

lane isn’t one to show her anger , necessarily. a tell-tale sign she’s angry is if her palms are bleeding because while she’s calmly responding to you with ( probably ) a smile on her face , her nails are digging into her palm because she’s clenching her fists so hard. her parents don’t approve and have been trying to get her stop , they even went through a whole year where they checked her palms every night because it got so bad. 

■ -  bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon

her room ? is so boring. her walls are a shade of off-white , her bed is against the wall , white covers , white sheets. it’s scarily neat , not a thing out of place and it’s literally her safe haven because nothing is out of place and nothing can distract her there. she has her own private bathroom , however that’s a lot more disorganized with makeup and hair products everywhere. 

♥ - family headcanon

the do’s are pretty well-known in the town , mostly because they’re both affluent professors at WHU. they’re active in the community , dedicated church-goers and they have a perfect daughter , delaney. they live behind a white picket fence and have a perfect life. delaney knows she has a perfect life , so she really doesn’t know why she’s so angry.

☮ - friendship headcanon

lane’s pretty much made it her business to learn everyone’s name in west ham. it’s a small town and she’s a “prominent” figure , it’s really not that hard to at least learn of everyone. she has quite an easy time making friends but an insanely difficult time keeping them. most people she befriends she finds a way or a reason to push them away and she’s like “oh no, i lost a friend” , so friends she does keep are very very very important to her.

☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon

she likes halloween , it’s her favorite holiday only because she can really go all out and pretend to be someone she’s not. her parents weren’t approving of her latest costume ( sexy swat officer ... sigh ) but most of the time , she goes all out with the fx makeup and everything because she just enjoys not having to be herself for a change , ya know ?

▼ - childhood headcanon

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APOCALYPTIC : THIS OR THAT

group leader or follower | long - ranged weapons or melee weapons | pre - apocalypse life or post - apocalypse life | stay alone or stay with a group | find shelter in the countryside or find shelter in a city | canned food or bottled water | radio or walkie - talkies | get captured or watch someone else get captured | carry too much or carry too little | use a car to travel or walk everywhere | trusting of strangers or skeptical of strangers

          “you know what i miss?” he spoke as he bent down to pick up some trash around him. they might not have rules put into place, but he wouldn’t condone littering. “doctor phil. the memes, the drama, he was an underrated man, truly. i miss that man with my whole heart.”

“but in the end–– do we even know what they really did with little georgie’s little body?” a hum. “i’m inquisitive.” 

“Well hi puppy, what’re you doing here.”

there’s a shift in the location of his gaze at the sight of a change in colour near her hands, brows furrowing slightly at the red liquid that dripped between the crevices of her fingers. coming down from his high horse wasn’t difficult following that, the guilt for acting rather recklessly to a friend bringing him a sense of embarrassment. it was clear though, that they all had chosen the groups they agreed with and unfortunately chance and lane weren’t apart of the same. so, with a deep sigh, he turned to place the bat down once again and let his eyes scan the open room.   “   if all you need is popcorn, than no — but don’t get any ideas. you chose faction one, and that’s where you should stay from here on out. it’d be better off for everyone — avoids issues.   ”

“And when you’re the one crossing them, it makes you as bad as the people you want to defeat. I don’t think you’re actually thinking this through in a critical fashion - that or you’re a lot stupider than I thought.” Ches snaps, “I should be talking to Odelia, she has more potential than you ever could dream of having. No wonder why you’ve always come in second.” She shakes her head, giving Lane a look of false pity.

She shakes her head no, “you’re an idiot if you truly think power wouldn’t be thrust upon your faction if your way of life wins. All of us being friends won’t work without a rule set, which results in the requirement of a leader. Maybe you really should go play in the garden with your dolls if you want to be ignorant of the situation Odelia has found herself in.” She shakes her head. “It’s not that the adults can’t take insults, it’s that they won’t be able to take you seriously during your childish fits.  If we had the internet right now, your faction would already be a meme. You want diplomacy, think before you fucking talk. What do you do when the president tweets? Laugh, right. Right now, you’re coming out like him.”

She sighs, “Lane, let’s talk seriously for a minute - no insults. Just, Lane and Ches. I’m trying to goad you right now because I really need you to realize that this isn’t likely to be a situation people just cave. You’re going to have to win people over if you want to sway them to your side. If you and Odelia are both offended every time someone disagrees with you and you insult them, you’re giving them more fuel against you.  You didn’t ask for my advice but I’m going to give it to you anyway - you need a solid logical argument and a good spiel about your side if you want a solid chance after that meeting. There’s one thing everyone outside your faction will agree on, you two blew the meeting.”

She takes a deep breath, “look, officially I won’t be speaking about my faction. My loyalty is to Luca, nothing else. I don’t need to have my speeches down because nobody fucking cares what I have to say. You put a spotlight on yourself today whether or not you meant to. I’ve watched people way more important than you fall for way less, you entered a political minefield - just tread carefully because that meeting went to hell.”

                       –        “  the  difference  ches  ?  is  that  i  don’t  CARE  if  i’m  as  bad  as  my  enemies  ,  i  don’t  care  if  i’m  WORSE.  ”  her  words  shock  herself  ,  slipping  out  of  her  lips  without  warning.  but  the  decision’s  made  ,  there’s  no  going  back.          “  i’ve  tried  taking  the  high  road  and  clearly  that  doesn’t  pay  off  too  well  so  if  everyone  else  wants  to  stoop  ,  i  can  stoop.  ”  her  comments  about  second  place  are  like  a  slap  in  the  face  ,  but  all  lane  can  muster  is  a  faltering  laugh.          “  if  you  want  to  go  talk  to  odelia  ,  then  go  talk  to  odelia.  you  won’t  be  hurting  my  feelings  ,  i  promise.  ”

“  power  WILL  come  ,  but  i’m  telling  you  it’s  not  what  we  WANT.  your  little  gang  of  misfits  ?  you’re  throwing  a  childish  fit  over  LEADERSHIP  ,  over  POWER.  you  don’t  want  to  follow  someone  with  actual  logic  ,  you  guys  would  just  rather  secede  because  you  all  have  way  too  much  pride  to  follow  an  eighteen  year  old  that’s  smarter  than  you.  ”  her  shoulders  move  nonchalantly.          “  i  promise  you  ,  none  of  us  care  if  you  don’t  take  us  seriously.  NOBODY  takes  eighteen  year  olds  seriously  but  face  it  –  we’re  the  only  ones  here  with  our  heads  on  straight.  if  your  group  came  up  with  the  same  options  as  odelia  ,  we’d  follow.  ”

ches’s  admittance  calms  lane  down  –  a  fraction.  lane’s  always  riled  up  ,  always  ready  for  a  debate  ,  always  ready  for  an  argument.  she’s  spent  her  whole  life  nitpicking  at  the  details  and  having  fake  conversations  in  her  head  where  she  says  what  she  really  wants  to  say.  west  ham  now  is  bringing  it  all  out.            “  you’re  right  ,  i  didn’t  ask  for  your  opinion.  it’s  hard  to  stay  partial  to  all  the  insults  ,  you  know.  ”  her  last  words  are  laced  with  attitude  ,  sarcasm  that  likely  won’t  help  her  case.