𝒔𝒉𝒆  𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒏’𝒕  𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅  𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉  .  .  .  to  many  ,  for  the  hours  that  have  passed  in  the  university  already.  but  rue  has  a  lot  of  internal  dialogue.  she  spews  it  out  to  the  first  person  who  will  let  her  ,  which  happens  to  be  beverly  and  some  baby  she’s  holding.  it’s  fairly  obvious  rue  bummed  a  joint  off  someone  ,  for  her  anxiety  has  eased  enough  to  get  her  brain  working  once  more,  for  now.  "this  place  is  fucking  crazy,”  she  says,  tugging  at  a  loose  string  at  the  end  of  her  jean  shorts.  “i  met  this  girl  the  other  day,  who  looks  exactly  like  you.  are  you  sure  i  didn’t  walk  you  to  the  convenience  store  the  other  day?”

✶ — closed  for  primrose  everdeen  ( @glcryxx​ ) 

in  a  room  full  of  people  troubled  by  their  current  predicament,   he  sticks  out  to  her  like  a  sore  thumb.  she  could  sense  he  was  more  on  edge,  struggling.  maybe  because  she  felt  the  exact  same  way.  “  ---   stefan  ?  ”   callie  approaches  him  as  the  distance  between  the  others  and  him  grows,   jumping  at  the  opportunity  to  get  a  moment  alone  with  him.  “  hey. . .  how  are  you  holding  up  ?  ”

( closed starter for meg & allison / @glcryxx​ )

 𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏  𝒉𝒂𝒔  𝒉𝒊𝒔  𝒐𝒘𝒏  𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒔  .  .  .  for  not  wanting  to  feed  on  every  human  waddling  around  this  cellar.  it’s  got  less  to  do  with  the  morals  of  the  thing  ,  so  much  as  the  fact  that  he’s  lost  his  usual  ability  to  compel  the  memory  away.  this  hasn’t  happened  in  the  history  of  ever  ,  so  if  he  never  gains  the  ability  back  ?  every  idiot  in  this  room  will  know  who  he  is.  so  ,  a  distraction  with  an  unlikely  ally  is  his  first  idea.  “rosie,”  he  greets  ,  his  tone  utterly  lacking  the  usual  humor  &  mischief  with  which  he  regards  her.  his  words  ,  on  the  other  hand  ?  “you’re  looking  especially  pale  today.”  damon  crouches  down  by  the  other  vampire.

“ do you want the truth ?  ”  she gave a pitiful laugh to hide her discomfort. “ i don’t know who that is yet. ” callie tried. she really did. years passed, and she still didn’t know who she saw when she looked in the mirror. she felt like a stranger to herself. all these broken pieces of a puzzle, never fitting together no matter how hard she tried.  “ i just hope she’s worth fighting for. ”

( closed starter for max & naomi / @glcryxx​ )

        "so  this  old  lady  outside  just  told  me  to  fix  my  sinful  life  i  need  to  go  find  myself  a  man  who's  strong,  and  tall,  and  christian,"  buffy  immediately  retells  to  fiona  once  she  sits  down.  the  bewildering,  uninvited  advice  was  so  out  of  nowhere  that  she  had  to  share  it.  especially  the  fact  that,  of  all  the  points  given,  what  bothers  the  slayer  the  most  was:  "i'm  not  even  that  sinful,"  she  adds  with  a  huff.  "at  least  not  demon  —or,  like,  politician  level  of  sin."  or  the unholy  combination  of  both  like  the  former  mayor  of  sunnydale.