She still looks like HELL, she’s sure of it. There’s circles the size of the moon under her eyes, dirt and scrapes dusting her every appendage. But Aria has never cared less. Because all she sees when she pulls away is Spencer, safe and sound, and finally by her side again. She’s still so drunk off the thrill of it, grin stretched miles wide, that she doesn’t even think as she surges forward – pulling the taller girl down, down, down until soft lips she’s DREAMED of for years finally meet her own.

    “ I think about them too, you know.” alison admitted as she turned to look at spencer beside her. “ all the time.” more than she’d ever admit. emily in particular, but hanna and aria owned equal shares of her heart as well. she could tell just by the way the brunette beside her was staring off into space she was missing them. it was a feeling she knew too well not to recognise. // @madeprodigy

      “MONA!” Boot-clad feet storm across the field until Aria reaches her tormentor, hand jerking at her elbow to whirl her around. She’s sure that Spencer must still be hot on her heels, but it doesn’t matter -- she’s already well beyond SEEING RED. The second Aria catches sight of that damn smug smirk, it shoves a rusty blade through her gut -- a reminder of every text, every torment, every second spent trapped in a nightmare of one (free -- HOW THE H E L L is she free?) girl’s making. Hanna laying on a hospital bed flashes before her eyes, leg bound in a cast -- and suddenly, all Aria wants is to slap that smile right off the bitch. “What the hell do you think you’re doing here?!”

and the second is @wildmade / @madeprodigy!! asle is such a sweetheart, it’s actually incredible. and while we haven’t written quite as much on here since she’s been ass-deep in finals for pretty much forever now, we’re pretty damn close ooc, which is awesome! not to mention that what we have written together is golden. especially ali and zo, i’m living for everything about that verse i swear!! she’s also a huge portion of the reason i actually feel comfortable enough to open up ooc to other people i’ve only met solely online again (which is still kind of an issue for me, ngl), and i don’t think i can ever thank her enough for that.

        She sets the tin on the island, sliding it toward the girl perched motionless on the stool. “I know it’s not much of a CONSOLATION after everything these past few weeks, but...” Alison steps back, takes in the limp hair, the blank eyes -- the look when your whole life is pulled out from right between your hands and torn to shreds. Alison has seen it before; hell, she’s lived it. But this isn’t about her. It’s about Spencer, and all of the girls, and whatever she can do to help them heal. “How are you doing?”

               ‘   so what do you actually do in your spare time?   ’   sven’s brows rise,   arms folding as he leans back against a nearby pillar.   ‘   because you always look bored and i honestly think,   from the bottom of my heart,   that you need to do something fun for once in your life.   ’   he really doesn’t care that much,   but he needs more girl friends.   /   @madeprodigy.

@madeprodigy   /   sc.

           The right thing to do would’ve been to go to Chiron, but FEAR drove her back into old habits. Into SECRETS and cover ups. So instead she ran to Spencer, dragging her away from a few of her siblings until they were out of ears reach. “ Spence just shut up and listen, okay ? Something bad happened. It was an ACCIDENT, Aria and I, we were fighting with Mona and... I don’t know it all just happened so quickly and now she’s DEAD.” The blonde explained, her voice barely above a whisper as she tried to keep herself from panicking. She could hardly believe there’d only been more than two of them for a week or so and there was already a BODY COUNT starting. Alison could barely imagine what it’d be like if all her girls had been demigods. All that’d be left was the five of them and a goat. //  @madeprodigy // @ofherstory