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⤿  @wcldthngs​​ asked: “ [ SAFE ]  // from johnny ”

[ SAFE ]  our muses are caught in a heavy rainstorm together and seek shelter in an abandoned building or cave.

The storm seemed to come out of nowhere, while the pair was on a usual hunt for supplies. Drenched to the bone, Vicky took his hand, pulling him with her as they ran, seeking out the nearest form of shelter. It didn’t take them long to find an old run down motel, clearly abandoned at the start of all this. Car doors were flung open, clothing torn and shredded by time and yet the windows to the motel seemed pretty well intact. Several doors were open ajar but opting for the safer option the girl ran to the first room that was undercover. Reaching up into her hair the pulled out a bobby pin before using her teeth to pry the prongs further apart. It took her a few moments to get the door unlocked, a skill she could happily brag about all day.

Wandering the dark streets few dared to venture, Jake’s no stranger to the rougher side of town or the shady alleyways ⏤ feels more at home here, even. The broken and the outcast tossed to the wayside to fend for themselves, left to rot to the rats and filth. He comes here sometimes when he needs information or whenever he’s looking for something to punch, but he finds neither tonight. Eyes narrow at the movement ahead, shape shifting in the darkness. 

𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃  𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒. 

@wcldthngs said: “ friends don’t talk about each other that way. “ // neil @ todd kasjdugaa

Like a deer caught in the headlights, Todd had never felt this exposed before in his entire life. Despite how he always felt like he was being watched, judged for every movement that he made, every word he said, this felt more revealing than anything he had ever experienced.

“Did I go too far?” Todd inquired softly, blue eyes barely even daring to meet Neil’s. He could feel his anxiety growing, making him to start to recalculate every word that he ever said to him, every word he had said about him. He cherished Neil. Everyone knew this. There was no one like him, nobody that had made him feel more accepted — nobody that had mad him feel this alive.

He hadn’t really thought of what he was feeling besides utter admiration and adoration. Jealousy exhibited its ugly green face when Neil’s attention wavered elsewhere. Maybe there was a reason for that. “I — I guess that’s how I f-feel? In a sense?” he stammered.

The train crew all sit in silence as they eat. Qiyi has a juice box she picked off a gas station store shelf with her powers. It’s empty, but she keeps chewing on the straw in thought. Hawkins is half a day away according to Tim. She doesn’t know in which direction. All she knows is that it’s too close. Everyone else is packing up but she still sits. A rustling and footsteps in the bushes nearby sends the rest scattering for cover. However, Qiyi squints in the direction of the noise.

❝ your kingdom is beautiful. ❞   and hidden, which is why she’s here. the princess has needed somewhere to shelter from the tastonis, hunting her and her siblings across the world.   ❝ i haven’t yet gotten the chance to tell you that, or how grateful i am for the sanctuary you’ve given us. one day i hope that we can repay that kindness. ❞