#faesteria

                  “What do you mean the— well, there has to be a way in.” Her head shakes, careful eyes glancing around the area scanning for another solution, “Listen, I know when you asked for help from STAR Labs the last thing you expected they’d send in was a journalist, but trust me… there’s nobody more determined than me to help you. And maybe your friend, even if I don’t really understand a lot here. If you want people on your side, I can do that. But I need to talk to him first.”

                  “Perhaps,” her tone is pointed, firm and sharp as her nails as her head turns. And yet, the look in her eyes is soft, understanding even. “But I won’t tell anyone if you don’t want me to, after all what are sisters for?”

         SWEAT  LINES  HER  BROW,  IRRITATION  AND  DROWSINESS  CLEAR  AS  DAY  ON  FRECKLED  FEATURES.    her mind wouldn’t shut up.  it was like it was buzzing,  constantly humming with nonsense and insecurities that were amplified in the public sphere on a daily basis. all of this led to crushing paranoia and an inferiority complex that was so severe, it was starting to take over her whole life.  the fear of failure was a soul crushing weight,  one that made her short of breath as anxiety licks at her insides and burns her throat ;  has the girl projecting, spewing bile so that they look somewhere,  anywhere other than her own faults.  she was losing it.  so even as she jolts awake in the bedroom of her fan turned friend,  courtney felt out of depth and unwelcome.  she’s just pitying you.  she secretly hates you,  will sell you out in a heartbeat !!!   and while jen had been nothing but kind to her,  distrust lingers in her gaze as she sits up and wipes the sweat from her brow.

❝ I’m happier Bloom I swear. It’s just I wish sometimes Stella wouldn’t try set me up with all these different guys.  Ya know?  ❞

Deep down Musa had no doubts that Stella wanted the best for her girlfriends, but after she and Riven went their separate ways she hadn’t gotten back into the dating game in quite some time. Because of two reasons, the first reason was that her recent breakup was still pretty fresh and hadn’t healed yet. Second, she wanted to do some more soul searching to find herself properly. She wouldn’t admit this aloud but her previous romantic relationship wasn’t all cupcakes & rainbows like the other girls at times. If anything it was more of a roller coaster full of unexpected turns & loops pulling her to things that either left a good or bad taste in her mouth. Sighing deeply to herself she fell backward onto her bed to lie on her back and stare up at the ceiling. 

❝ I know she has my best interests at heart, but I don’t think I’m ready to find another special one just yet.  ❞

THE MASTER ( accepting! )

THE MASTER ( accepting! )

Oh boy. Marion’s cheeks immediately flush, bursts of red against her practically translucent skin. She still remembers last night, when they were just talking, and then suddenly… Not just talking. Marion could feel Val’s lips on hers the entire rest of the night she’d laid awake reliving it. But she wasn’t going to tell Val that, she’s not that dumb. Gathering her courage, she finally looks at Val, mentally preparing herself to sound normal.

THE MASTER ( accepting! )

Camille laughs. Not a full, belly laugh, but a dry, tired, knowing kind of laugh. Beth’s right about that much. She sounds like Camille when she was that age. Hopefully Beth, too, will be smart enough to cut and run. But Camille can’t save her, and if she thinks of the more likely possibility, of Beth following Addy gleefully down whatever dark path she’s on, she’ll lose her shit. So she focuses on getting what she needs.

         it’s late. stella already had a lecture on the importance of sleep for both beauty and health, but it died on her tongue as she looked at flora. they had tried to help, and managed to find a way to slow down the curse to buy the plants more time, and then decided to reconvene tomorrow to figure out other possible solutions. she should have figured that flora wouldn’t rest - not when her plants were under attack. you understand, don’t you stella? she nodded slowly, sliding into the empty seat next to one of her best friends.