#thiagcs

finley shooed harper out of the room despite her teasing, “no you can’t stay and ‘observe’, you know i’ll tell you everything that happened once he leaves. get lost!” she said through a laugh as she literally pushed the girl out of the room and locked her out. once harper was out finley got to work making sure any embarrassing photos of her got shoved in a drawer and that everything looked perfect, but in a casual way. thiago was coming over to her dorm for the first time ever, and she was definitely freaking out about it. she knew as soon as he walked in the room she would calm down again, but the anticipation was killing her.

when she heard him knock she did one last check of her hair in the mirror before she unlocked the door and saw him. “hey,” she said through a wide smile and she moved out of the way so he could come in. “i collected all the blankets and pillows i could. i even stole some from the lounge so if the RA comes knocking we have to hide them,” she laughed and leaned against her desk. “it’s going to take a lot of skill and balance, but i think we’re gonna be able to make a pretty good fort,” just as she had suspected all her nerves had vanished as soon as she saw his face. she already felt so comfortable with him, it had taken her longer to trust harper than it did to trust him. there was just something about him that invited her in and made her lower all her inhibitions. her wide grin fell into a more gentle smile as she grabbed her chair from behind her desk, “this can be our main support pillar...”

finley drove herself over to thiago’s to spend some time with him. with finals and everything that had happened with charlie on her plate it had been hard to find time to spend with him. even though they texted constantly and would facetime some nights it wasn’t the same as being able to cuddle up next to him. she missed him a lot, and thought it would be fun to surprise him with all the supplies they needed for a little picnic. she usually wasn’t one to do sappy romantic stuff like this, but he made her want to do anything she could to make him happy. the warm feeling she got when she was around him started as she pulled up to his apartment and parked.

she knocked on the door and waited excitedly for him to answer. when he finally appeared from behind the door she grinned widely at him and held up the bag full of food and the blanket. “hey cutie, you hungry?” 

✦ - a drabble about my muse from the perspective of… someone my muse admires.

     “I know I’m just a high school art teacher, but that boy has something special. Anybody could have seen it.”

Mrs. Humphrey smiled as she looked back on the classes she had with Dimitri, always pleased and surprised by the work he came up with. Often, she saw the same girl feature in his work —if it wasn’t all of her, it was her eyes. Unmistakable, the way he drew them; beautiful but sad. Her smile faded into a frown, and she blinked to pull herself from her thoughts.

     “It’s horrible, what happened to him. He was always so… gentle, you know? It’s hard to think of him fighting a war, but—”

She stopped herself, and shook her head.

♡ - a drabble about my muse from the perspective of... my muse’s younger self.

Sofia stood in front of the mirror, pajama shorts and training bra worn tightly around newly developed curves. She could have sworn they hung loose just the night before, like her hips and her chest had sprouted overnight. She was only twelve, but she was growing into the body of a young woman. It made her... uneasy. The way the men of the pack would leer at her as she walked by; gazes that had never felt threatening before suddenly looking at her in all the wrong places. Soon enough, she would learn to use this to her advantage, but in the beginning, it made her want to crawl under her covers and never come out. 

      “This is stupid.” 

✉ - … My muse’s neighbor

👄If your muse had the ‘kiss of death’, would they ever use it?  

absolutely she would, she would love to have that. while right now delilah doesn’t have anyone in particular she would want to kill, with her personality being the way it is she’s bound to make some enemies eventually. a kiss of death would be the best way to kill someone, easy and sensual.

😱When was the last time they were shocked or startled?

🥀 How would they handle the death of a loved one? (optional: specify person)

She would be full of grief. She would give herself a day or so to mourn and then she would throw herself into planning services and some other sort of project to keep herself busy. She needs to keep herself busy in grief. Not have too much time to dwell or think.

🤞  What is one of the biggest lies they’ve told (or their most recent lie)?

😱 - When was the last time they were shocked or startled?

      It takes a lot to shock or startle Elena, mostly because it’s hard to fear much anymore now that it often can’t hurt her. Over time, she became a little numb to surprises and startling things. It’s more likely that something disturbing will shock her, which she often runs into working at the funeral home in West Hollow. Sometimes the way people died is incredibly obvious, and most recently, she worked on a body that had been severely burned before they died. Their face was barely recognizable, and that unsettled her for quite a while.

🐲- Were they afraid of monsters under the bed as a child?