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@divinityburnt / harper "you ever had straight moonshine before?”
“Oh, no,” Muffy shook her head, blonde curls flying. “I mix all my drinks. They just taste better that way~” Moonshine had such a kick, she could never. Some might have a problem with her fruity, so-called ‘girly’ drinks, but she’d take them any day over something like that.
But Muffy smiled warmly at Harper all the same. “I don’t think we have any here, though, if you were looking for it.”
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“ Jenny made the announcement that her baby was an alien. ”
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@divinityburnt said, ‘ i got tylenol and beer. ’
within a house in a godforsaken holler, graves had taken two shooters down with two bullets. each struck the heart. he didn’t miss. never did. ( it went down bad. it got ugly. four shots were fired by the two shooters as they entered the room. one hit the doorway above ashley’s head. the next grazed his shoulder, ripping through skin and drawing blood. the last two struck his chest. two bullets to a bulletproof vest. he’d been coughing blood since. it pooled heavy on his tongue, it stained his skin red. violence became him. he didn’t want harper to ever see him like this. )
and two hours later, deputy graves still looked like shit. harper knows it’s bad before he even shows his face — he slams his truck door a little too hard. his approaching paces fall a little too heavy. but the melancholy runs deeper than the choler. he doesn’t infect harper with his rage, his father’s hand-me-down anger — it dissipates as soon as harper’s brow knits together, taking in the sorry sight of him. harper doesn’t see him as the cruel thing his father made him. ashley doesn’t want to know what she sees him as.
if harper feels any pity for him, he certainly doesn’t hear it in her voice. she’s real good at that — acting like everything’s fine. they both are. ashley’s capable of making conversation with the taste of blood on his tongue, and she’s capable of seeing him for what he really is — the hangman and the hanged man. she makes her offer and he picks his poison. ‘ i’ll take a beer. ’
"promise me," and even holds out her pinky. more emotional prompts.
there aren’t many things in this world that paul can promise . this county is full of lies , killing , and deception . every ounce of his being is dedicated to being truthful and devout . the apostle will do everything he can to ensure her safety , to the best of his ability . blue eyes gauge the pinky held out for him to take and a gentle smile lifts upon his lips . it is lighthearted and out of place during the current events but it is something that paul can appreciate . curling his pinky ‘round her own , paul nods his head . ❝ what i can promise is that i will do everything in my POWER to make it so . ❞ / / @divinityburnt
❝ 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐎𝐃, 𝐓𝐎𝐎. he does it all the time. and are we not created in his image? ❞
@divinityburnt / sc.
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@divinityburnt said, 050. animal. / 076. grief. / 114. pride. / 184. moon. / headcanon exploration.
ANIMAL. as a child, ashley spent his summers on his uncle’s farm, and he spent a lot of that time around animals — whether he was feeding the chickens, or playing his harmonica to the cows. as an adult, he doesn’t have any pets, because he doesn’t have the time to take care of them, but he will stop to help a stray, and he always keeps an eye out for missing pets. christian has a soft spot for kids, and ashley has a soft spot for animals.
GRIEF. even though ashley's spent most of his life mourning, he still doesn’t know how to handle his grief. he turns what he can into anger, and what remains destroys him.
PRIDE. ashley is not proud of the time he spent in the slayer corps, but he recognizes that it made him into who he is as a person — and he is proud of where it’s gotten him. as a child, he used to be scared and angry, but now he’s just angry, now he can walk a little taller, sit a little straighter; he knows he’s a deadly shot and he knows most folks are too scared to try and hurt him. he’s a damn good deputy and while he isn’t necessarily proud of his past, while he isn’t content with the person he became, or what he lost along the way — he takes a little pride in the fact that he made someone of himself, whereas his father drank his days away, whereas his father waited around to die. ashley struggled, he pulled himself back to his feet, he became someone, he did that.
MOON. in his childhood, in the worst of the july heat, ashley would spend his sleepless nights laying under the moon and the stars, trying to find the great bear and little bear. he never really studied astronomy, but henri taught him the names of all the stars, and he taught him how to find them. these are the nights he misses most of all, now that he’s older, and childhood’s just a sepia memory — he misses counting the stars until his eyes got blurry while henri was already dozing off on the other end of the blanket. henri would blame his age in the morning, of course, he’d laugh because the years had been unkind to him and he rarely had the energy to stay up past midnight anymore. and years later, while ashley rarely lays out a blanket to stargaze anymore, he will pull to the side of the road during long trips, and light a smoke while he counts the stars, trying to find the great and little bear again.
@divinityburnt 💙’d for a starter!
IT CAN GET hot in getaria, but it doesn’t hold a candle to harlan. or to the american midwest in general. even as the sun dips lower towards the horizon, the humidity saps what little strength she has from walking since 6 in the morning, and nahia can hardly think as she steps into the first diner she sees. but she’ll have to. her phone is dead, and she needs it in case nico calls. considering she can’t even think in basque, she only hopes that the young woman in the far booth won’t turn her nose up at broken english.
she notes an...oddness to the other’s presence as she gets closer. but maybe it’s just the heat.
‘ excuse me, madam? ’ nahia says, stopping a respectful distance away. ‘ i’m sorry for intrude -- intruding, but my mobile is eh...the battery is finished. do you know where i can...i can charge? ’
LESS AND LESS EVIL WALKED THE STREETS but that didn’t mean stress was at an all-time low, no — most of ‘em were human, so most of ‘em ached, night and day, rain or shine. monsters walked the woods, the roads, but in their town, stress was the real killer. he knows that for a fact. that’s why the deputy doesn’t say a thing about that hand-rolled cigarette in harper’s hand — hell, he stole his first pack from the store when he was fourteen, and snagged whatever his father left lyin’ around before that. it’s a bad habit. bad, bad ritual. he knows that for a fact. blonde brow rises, just a bit, and it ain’t too worried, ain’t too concerned, but he still cares, this is his hometown and these are his people, of course he cares — ‘ you holdin’ up alright? ’
@divinityburnt + sc.
