Jul 11
from, @completemesses: [ TXT ] : u left without saying bye. that was rude :( (reagan & harper)
[ TEXT ] : don't act all cute
[ TEXT ] : you know i have rehearsal today
[ TEXT ] : does lilith say bye every time they leave ??
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from, @completemesses: [ TXT ] : u left without saying bye. that was rude :( (reagan & harper)
[ TEXT ] : don't act all cute
[ TEXT ] : you know i have rehearsal today
[ TEXT ] : does lilith say bye every time they leave ??
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The small child wandered through the grocery store, a package of sour patch gummies in her hands as she approached the first person she could find. Unaware of the social status of the person she approached, Aubrey reached up and tugged on the hem of the person's shirt, eyes wide with worry and wet with unshed tears as her lower lip wobbles.
"I can't find my mama," she states, hugging her gummy treat to her chest.
Off a few isles down, Emma was frantic with worry. "Aubrey!" her voice calls out, hoping beyond anything that her daughter would be able to hear her. Though the chances were low, considering Aubrey was deaf in one ear, and Emma knew that. Abandoning her cart, Emma ran through the isles, frantically looking up and down each isle before turning and backtracking to look the opposite direction
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"you know there's food in the fridge," blake said, tone dry. because there always was. he'd made sure of it, like clockwork, every thursday. he didn't buy the shit for himself. it was all for theo, even if he pretended it wasn't. but hospital-grade bags probably weren't what theo meant. with certain people, there was subtext, and then there was theo, who wore his hunger in plain sight. never subtle, never clever.
he slouched further and rested an arm along the back of the couch, stretching fingers that still had blood under the nail from the night before. didn't matter how often he scrubbed, it lingered. "do you want it warm or cold this time?"
@completemesses: haven't you heard the stories? / elijah & gwen
β the stories? β queries gwen. she's standing there with the ritual knife and still playing dumb. she doesn't know why she let her friends talk her into this. it was a stupid idea.
β about the devil? sure, β she finally answers. this guy is giving her the creeps. β but those are just that. stories, β she continues, then bites down on her lip. β if someone had summoned the devil with this, ever, we'd have heard of it by now. β it honestly sounds like she's trying to convince herself of that more than anyone else. she looks around and even laughs. albeit, nervously.
β c'mon, no one here actually believes in the devil, right? β she starts to panic, feeling the eeriness seep through the air. β we barely even catch ghosts! we're not summoning the devil! β she shouts, then looks back to him. β fuck this, i'm getting out of here. β
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estelle is looking around and she doesn't see kieran anywhere. she's not the type to get nervous, but still she gets nervous. as soon as she spots him, she drags him off to a secluded area and her hand comes into contact with his face. she hits him hard, sharp stilettos dragging across the skin of his cheek and leaving cuts that go deep enough to draw blood.
β i told you not to leave my side, β she scolds him, looking as angry as as ever. if anyone asks, she'll say a dog or cat got him. β stay here, β she says sternly, voice sour.
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' Oh you work as a bartender as well? not the ideal job for a introvert like myself but it pays the bills, plus the tips help as well.'
β you are so not driving. β (octavia)
' heyyy ! i could totally drive if i wanted to . i do have a license . ' but ever since she turned the third stagehand into a speedbump with her old vw bus , it hasn't been something she's particularly enthusiastic about . ' but fine , twist my arm . i'll be a passenger princess & let you do all the hard work , ' she bumps tav's arm playfully with her own .
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She was a brick house of a woman, wobbling on her feet, looking to all the world like someone who'd had too much to drink. It wasn't obvious on first glance, but if someone looked too long, they'd notice a subtle, unnatural glow about her eyes as she squeezed them shut and open again, trying to will away the vertigo. It was too cold up here, and too quiet. Where were the screams of the damned? The wicked laughter of devils?
Nan. Her name was Nan. She groaned, stumbling forward, following the scent of a nearby devil. "Hey..." The woman before her was tiny, with an angelic face but a wicked aura looming over her shoulders. A devil if Nan ever saw one. "Hey, d'you know where we are? What's this place?"