#wickcddreams

from this meme

It had been a wild night. So wild that for the first time in a long while Elienna skipped her morning run just because she happened to sleep in, unable to awake even after her third alarm had gone off. It was funny because even in her exhausted brain, she still remembered that someone turned them off time and time again, but not without following them with a cynic remark. But as the sun finally started to dance over her closed eyelids, Elienna knew there was about damn time for her to finally get up. Even if it was Saturday, she rarely liked to allow herself to sleep in, let alone… sleep in with someone in her bed. It was unheard of and after the first time, the redhead had promised herself that it was for the first and fucking last time. Yeah… sure.

Turning at the other side to finally try and escape the hideous sun, her half opened eyes couldn’t help but see that he was already watching her. This action on its own managed to get rid of the sleepiness that still coursed through her bloodstream, and in result Ella too opened her eyes, meeting his dark gaze. “Can you stop doing that? It creeps me out every time…”, protested the redhead, not realising when she managed to slid herself closer to him, fingers going over his neck and behind his head, pulling him closer for a kiss, which managed to cut off the giggle that was leaving her lips.

Very early into the invading crimson morning, Ella rolled to her other side, not realising that by doing this she would get caught and fall right into the embrace of the naked man sleeping seemingly peacefully in her own bed. As strange as it continued making her feel, the redhead could never fully get use to it. For as long as she could remember herself, there were only few cases, that could easily be counted on the fingers of just one hand, in which she allowed someone to stay in her bed or she stayed in theirs for more then a few hours before getting up and leaving. But looking at Kaeden, Elienna knew he had no intention of actually doing anything of that sorts any soon... and she wasn’t able to even put up the right words in the needed order to wake him up and make him go.

Elienna’s attraction levels towards Kaeden: (let’s be clear, she would never ever admit that in her entire life)

💣 | stress headcanon

(calla): Calanthe Scott, if nothing else, is prone to avoiding stressful situations by burying herself in a high or a person or whatever it takes to make the tingling in her fingers disappear. She’s always been a bit of a runner, avoiding situations she can see as getting stressful (unless, of course, the reward is greater than the risk).

(theo): Theo tends to hide his stress behind staying busy. The southern anecdote ‘idle hands are the devil’s playground’ was used liberally in his childhood, and as such, if he feels as if he is getting too frazzled with his thoughts, he tries to get his hands on something mundane and routine enough to make him forget. 

🍬 |  family headcanon

(calla): Calla sends her parents post cards every few months from various locations in the country because she loves them and never wants them to worry. It was her bandaid solution she came up with when she first came to Texas, but at some point it became a standard. She never wants them to find out where she is or what she does. No shower in the world would be able to wash off that shame.

(theo): Before his parents’ scandalous issues came to the forefront, Theo’s best friend was his mother. They did everything together from the time he was born to the time he left New Orleans, and losing that relationship was the hardest thing he’s ever encountered. His anger towards her still simmers under the surface, which is why he is constantly avoiding her calls, but deep down it is possible he misses her as much as she misses him. 

🍯 | food headcanon

(calla): Calla and her mother used to have a tradition. They would pick a cook book, Sierra Scott would close her eyes and open it, and Calla would do the same and use her finger to pick something random for them to try. It became a little after church tradition on Sundays that Calla still does (alone) to this day. 

TEXTING STARTERS //  💫 a late night text.