#notreallyablackwell

---- @notreallyablackwell ; plotted starter.

❛  ———  have you considered writing down your frustrations? it tends to help me, y’know. just write it down and then rip it up into a million tiny pieces or make a paper ball out of it and lob it in the trash can. ❜

He didn't smile even though he wanted to, looking down at her with the heaviest of emotions brimming in his eyes. Were those.. tears? It was like a scene in those lousy romantic comedies where the guy proclaims his undying love for the girl at the end. Perfectly acted, perfectly scripted. Kai always knew it'd be easy to get to her. With her father in critical condition, she relied on him. He was the only one who could help her. Of course an attachment was inevitable -- even if it was a fake one just for the hell of it, just to see how long the ruse would last. "I mean," he began, swallowing hard as if the emotions were too much for him to contain. He took a step forward when she drew back from him. "I want you, Diana. I want us but I don't know how." That's it. Play the part of a wounded boy. Girls fall for that shit all the time. He lifted his hand to reach for her face but couldn't decide if she'd back away or not. "Show me how."

     jughead  knew  that  being  who  he  was  meant  finding  a  hard  and  sad  life.   he  was  a  witch.   half  light  and  half  dark.   most  of  his  powers  were  because  of  his  balcoin  line.   he  looked  at  his  palm  and  could  see  the  marking  on  it.    eyes  glanced  out  at  the  town  that  he’d  call  home  for  the  time  being.  he  thought,  perhaps  he  could  be  alright  here,  but  his  father  had  a  mission  and  it  was  to  find  his  two  other  sisters.    whoever  they  were,  jughead  just  hoped  that  they  hadn’t  ascended  to  their  dark  power.   “   hi,  you know  any  good  places  around  here  to  eat ??  ”   he  asked  a  random  girl  that  passed  by.   ✧ ′ –––  @notreallyablackwell

"you know--i probably wouldn’t be half as good as i am if it weren’t for you.” he confessed with a light chuckle. then again, avery had just taken it up as a hobby. he’d just left greece in search of what to do with his life. his entire life his own now, and he had no clue what to do with it. trying various paths down the line. and now settling on this. he didn’t think he’d be good at it. but he found himself enjoying it now. and perfecting his hand at it along the way. “ so--y’know, thanks.” he said with a chuckle, leaning into her and pressing a light kiss between her brows.

“Nurse Meade.. You know, I’m starting to think you’re requesting to treat me yourself.. Just trying to get me out of my shirt.” Sirius grinned and shook his head, trying to hide the subsequent wince. Currently it was his ribs that were bothering him again, though he had a piercing headache and what could potentially be a broken nose. “I’m afraid I might need your help to get out of it this time, though.”