exiled.

charlie said this hours ago about james but i just saw it now so here u go. top tier content

desi has major resting bitch face, but the minute you actually talk to her she’s bubbly, curious and a lot nicer than expected. different story in battle

what if i dont even put up their docs and just start writing my pirate and card guard

                    𝐇𝐢𝐬     𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬     𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧     and     he     leans     back     with     palms     up     in     innocence.     Eyes     pointedly     look     at     the     space     he’s     put     between     them.     ❝     Alright     ,     alright     ,     chill     out.     ❞     Dark     brows     raise     in     disbelief.     ❝     Gee     ,     I     don’t     know.     Maybe     it’s     cause     you     made     me     scale     a     fucking     tree     to     come     over.     ❞     With     a     roll     of     his     eyes     ,     he     relaxes     his     weight     on     the     bed.     ❝     Don’t     get     mad     at     me     when     you’re     sending     mixed     signals.     ❞

The     blue     haired     princess     is     the     first     to     fall     into     her     sights     ,     and     she     slows     her     pace     as     she     nears.     ❝     Evie     ,     right     ?     ❞     After     a     short     introduction     ,     the     two     hadn’t     gotten     around     to     talking     for     too     long.     Never     too     early     to     break     the     ice.     She     shoots     her     a     smile     before     settling     down     on     the     bench     across     her.     For     a     second     she     considers     asking     her     if     she’s     okay     ,     but     she     knows     when     it’s     her     place     to     pitch     an     opinion     --     now     wasn’t     it.     Instead     ,     Kezia     rests     her     elbows     on     the     wooden     table     and     cups     her     face     in     her     hands.     ❝     So     I’ve     been     dying     to     ask     you     ,     did     you     make     what     you’re     wearing     ?     Cause     GODDAMN     GIRL     ,     you’re     a     babe     and     talented     ?     Kind     of     unfair     ,     leave     some     for     the     rest     of     us.     ❞    

❝     The     frozen     yoghurt     store     might     not     even     be     OPEN     this     late     ,     ❞     She     trails     off     as     she     chews     on     her     bottom     lip     ,     guilt     riddled     expression.     It’s     not     like     Lily     to     lose     track     of     time     like     this.     She     should     have     set     an     alarm     ,     should     have     asked     him     to     stop     her     ,     should     have     done     something.     ❝     Maybe     there’s     something     else     nearby     ,     ❞     She’s     practically     murmuring     to     herself     as     she     pinches     at     her     phone     screen     ,     desperately     trying     to     find     an     alternative.     Trying     to     set     everything     back     into     motion     ,     everything     had     a     plan.

when     the     days     are     cold     and     𝐭𝐡𝐞     𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬     𝐚𝐥𝐥     𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝     ,     and     the     saints     we     see     are     all     made     of     gold     ,     when     your     dreams     all     fail     and     the     ones     we     hail     ,    𝐚𝐫𝐞     𝐭𝐡𝐞     𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐭     𝐨𝐟     𝐚𝐥𝐥     and     the     blood's     run     stale.     𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬     𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞     of     sinners     and     saints.     #𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐒.     ruled     by     tas.

James     only     straightens     up     when     the     disgruntled     stand     owner     makes     a     sound.     He     rests     his     hands     on     her     hips     and     shoots     the     man     a     grin.     ❝     Pops     ,     do     me     this     one     favour     ,     spare     an     apple     for     my     little     lady     ,     will     ya     ?     ❞     The     boy     is     well     aware     of     the     rocky     history     between     himself     and     the     storefront     owner     ,     well     aware     that     anything     free     was     out     of     the     question.     He     puts     on     a     show     to     say     he     tried     :     always     worth     a     shot     for     you     ,     Neens.     When     the     merchant     starts     screaming     in     a     language     foreign     to     him     ,     his     eyes     widen     and     though     lost     in     translation     ,     he     gets     the     message     LOUD     AND     CLEAR.     Spinning     her     in     his     hands     ,     there’s     a     sheepish     grin     on     his     face.     ❝     So     ,     uh     ,     that     sounds     like     our     cue     to     run.     ❞    

                    ❝     𝐇𝐞𝐲     ,     𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭     𝐮𝐩     !     ❞     He     calls     after     her     loud     enough     for     her     to     hear.     The     sound     of     sneakers     against     wet     cement     come     to     an     abrupt     stop     when     he     skids     to     plant     himself     in     front     of     her.     Chest     heaves     from     the     sprint     ,     but     there’s     a     grin     on     his     lips     that     makes     the     corners     of     his     eyes     crinkle     as     he     holds     the     umbrella     above     the     two     of     them.     ❝     In     the     least     creepy     way     possible     ,     I     saw     you     walk     out     in     the     rain     and     felt     guilty     when     I     have     an     umbrella     big     enough     for     four.     ❞     Not     his.     Stolen     from     the     hallway     outside     a     class     ,     some     teacher     whose     name     he     can’t     be     bothered     to     remember.     In     his     defence     ,     he     had     hair     to     protect     while     said     -     teacher     was     balding.     He     catches     his     breath     for     a     second     before     shooting     her     his     signature     smile     ,     pearly     whites     and     all.     ❝     If     you     don’t     mind     ,     I     can     walk     you     wherever     you’re     going.     ❞     There’s     a     slight     pause     before     he     adds     in     quickly     ,     mask     of     chivalry     quick     to     don     on     his     face.     ❝     Or     you     can     just     take     the     umbrella     if     you’re     not     comfortable     with     the     company     of     a     dashing     stranger.     I’ll     survive     some     rain.     ❞