#awfultm

“ n- no.. no i know we’re not ____ ” uh , whatever they had been , they’d never managed a title of any kind. it’s over before it’s started. connor shouldn’t show up at quin’s place , especially not soaked to the BONE with icy rain. face gleaming , eyes erratic. “ whatever. ” he finishes weakly. “ i .. i need a place to crash , quin.” evasive eyes finally lock with the mortal’s gaze , serious. urgent. “ just tonight. ” was outside , whatever he was running from ... connor was SCARED. 

  “Sorry for steppin’ on your toes. ‘s jus’ been gettin’ scary out here, nowhere’s safe anymore when y’ think about it.”

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship (Accepting)

Since the day she convinced him to take her to the pumpkin patch, Charlie has considered Quin her best friend.

The hardest part about being friends, is avoiding him when her brother is around. She doesn’t want the chance of anything happening to him.

Charlie is 1000% convinced she’s in the friendzone.

“ are you ready? ”

if anything, he’s more drunk than anything else after drinking the alcohol that he sneaked onto the roof with him. there was no one home to tell him not to be up there, so he figured there was no harm in being where he could see the town from up above. one might think he was up there & drinking so he could have some rebellious fun for a while, but he was consuming the drink so he didn’t have to think about things that kept popping into his head.  the sound of a voice snapped nate out of his drunken trance & he turned his head to see elliot walking over to him. “i mean i got this stuff..so i guess i’m okay.” nate answered, raising the bottle up with a drunken smile on his lips. “wh-how’d you know i was up here ‘nyways?”

SEXUAL TENSION STARTERS     !         ( ACCEPTING. ) 

DEVOTED  CONCENTRATION  ;    brings  out  a  habit.  brows  furrowed  a  touch  as  he  focuses. teeth  skimming  &  sinking  in  lower  lip  as  deft  fingers  adjust  a  washer.  they  still  rather  abruptly  at  quin’s  words  &  the  rush  of  breath  they  momentarily  steal.  dark  gaze  drifts  to  quinton  as  he  speaks  ... that devoted  concentration  has  SHIFTED  with  just  the  intent  from  quin. 

 ‘  thought  you  w-wanted  your  sink  fixed  ?  ’  he  didn’t  sound  like  he  was  teasing  .. but  then  he  gives  his  lip  a  CHALLENGING  bite.