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𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐙 twentyone. fashion & design. sister & mother.

[arixsanchez]

laytonxcastillo :

she seemed fine. hours spent examining and running around trying to deal with whatever sickness was sweeping the town like the purge, made it easier for him to tell apart those in need of help and those too stupid to stay put. her mere presence made him angry, concerned, not in the mood to argue and debate all the reasons why she should or shouldn’t be here. people were dying. he was sick. daniela was sick. esme was sick. best thing she could do right now was to stay out of their way. and perhaps it was selfish to think that, perhaps it was not his place to decide. but he couldn’t handle another body on his hands, another worry on his mind. layton tightened the mask covering his face slightly tighter. partly because he needed to protect her and partly because he didn’t want her to know just how sick he’d been. he didn’t want anyone to know. they needed him. “ no. ” he replies in a firm tone, the kind he had very rarely used. especially with her. but it meant no, and that no was final. “ they’re both fine, alright? esme’s busy, dani’s alright i’ll… ” he looks around amidst the confusion and the chaos and thinks fast, pulling her into a small examination room on the side. “ come here…” the door shuts the noise out ever so slightly and he focuses on her, letting go of her arm the second he realised it may actually harm her. “ wait here, alright? i’ll bring dani here and tell esme to come and check you out…alright? you got to stay right here though, okay? you have to promise me.”

stubbornness is delicate in waves  ,  and she knows better than to attest to the way his voice shifted  .  her eyes narrowed  ,  the muscles between her jaw twitched ,  and it was a battle to the finish line  . “no?” she asked, repeated, incredulously  .  “what the hell do you mean n–” and suddenly,  his grasp is tugging her forward  ,  and her mouth dropped agape  .  “layton – let go-” with no avail,  she finds herself being forced over the threshold of a door. “i said let go—” a repeat, this time harsher than before, snatching her arm back as he released  .  it didn’t hurt ,  not in a sense of pain  ,  or physically  .  but her chest ached,  and she had studied him  ,  just briefly  ,  behind a mask  .  his eyes were darker than before, and her heart began to leap  .  before she can even question it – she’s turning her back on him and running her hands through her hair. she’s frustrated, beyond belief, beyond poise, beyond any rational thought. “fine-fine i’ll wait-” turning on her heels, she catches a glimpse of the future  .  it passes her by so quickly  ,  she’s barely able to grasp it  .  eyes widen  ,  and he’s already at the threshold of the door  .  “layton —-” voice cracks  ,  and the panic assumed position  .  she’ll lunge forward against the tile floor, but her retreat out wasn’t quick enough  .  “LAYTON—” it’s louder this time.

[arixsanchez]

arixsanchez·.

𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐍𝐀𝐏𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐒   𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐏   𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌   𝐇𝐄𝐑   𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄   𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒   and   into   the   others.   sophie   gives   ariana   a   look   that   screams   —   ‘   ARE   YOU   INSANE?   ’   ignoring   the   spill   that   had   occurred   just   a   few   moments   before,   sophie’s   tone   is   sharp   and   a   frown   creases   between   her   brows.   “of   course,   i’m   leaving.   why   aren’t   you?”   she   gestures   to   the   commotion   behind   them.   “i’m   heading   home   before   i   end   up   like   them.   what   about   you?”

  guilt is flooded through her veins like the stain on the napkin in her hands  .  lips pursed, and she furrowed her brows. “i’m trying to help---” it’s locked on guard, and she glances around, the chaos still booming, still raging. “you’re just going to hide--- in your house? no ,  no- you need to go to the hospital. did you drink any of this?” her gaze drifted down to the stain, perking back to sophie. “because veronica served the drinks.” and look where she was now  . 

[laytonxcastillo]

open to everyone 

he’d spent the last two days running around the hospital, trying his best to find a way to be at twenty different places at the same time. people were dying, coughing, dropping, panicking. those who were not sick got that way soon after entering the grounds. he’d been coughing up blood for the past four hours. which gave him good six to eight hours before he’d crash. so he took a quiet moment, a rare one when everyone was either asleep or about to be, and he connected himself to the fluids and hid away in the supply closet. it was not good for the morale, he figured, to have people see him suffer. so he forced an energy bar down his throat and kept his coughs quiet. 

someone, it seemed, had the same idea. just as he was about to doze off the door slammed shut and he was once again fully awake. alert, ready to head out and help. “ shit. what’s going on? you…” a cough and another one and another one and he was now struggling for air. “ is everyone alright? fuck.”

[arixsanchez]

   five hours, she was stuck in that god awful room for five hours  .  if it hadn’t been for the bed made of fresh sheets, being on the second floor, and a nice pile of roses tucked under the window --- she might still be in there. she’ll stomp through the hallways of the hospital, it’s been several hours since the outbreak had moved in the right direction of finding it’s cure. people were getting better, the fluids were working ----  something was helping. what that was, she wasn’t completely sure yet. “i swear to god if you don’t tell me where he is --- i’ll take that stethoscope and shove them so far up your ass, they’ll call it prada. now where -- is-- he.” a wide eyed intern, corned against the wall, trembled with a pointed finger towards the closet, and she let’s them go.  one step at a time, until she swung the door open, closing it behind her. “are you out of your fucking mind, castillo!” the shelves shook, and she’s pissed. gaze darts around, to the iv, to the fluids running, to the way his cheeks warmed with a little more color than before. “i don’t care - get up.” she’s kneeling down, wrapping one arm around her shoulder. “come on- i can’t carry you without some help-” a mumble, stumbling slightly against the weight of his chest. “you need a bed.” 

[raelynnnix]

( x )

[arixsanchez]

@laytonxcastillo

[altrcistics]

&&. OPEN . 

     CHAOS of a completely different kind flooded the streets of halloway , and this time , there would be no party to celebrate the end . there was only FEAR . fear and the sound of heaving as she braced herself against the wall , hidden in a shadow behind a back door of the hospital . STRESS , it was just stress , but no amount of rationalization could stop the panicked rise and fall of her chest , shallow breaths making her heart race , her chest ache , her head dizzy . she wiped her mouth on the back of her wrist , hand shaking as she moved to slump against the wall . she didn’t have TIME for this . not today , not when she had a fucking job to do . the sound of footsteps forced her upright . “ i’m — … ” she cleared her throat , alarmed at the weakness in her own voice , “ i’m headed back in . i just needed air . ” a shaky breath , “ thought we had everyone either quarantined or — … tied up with a task . what are you doing out here ? ”

[arixsanchez]

   ariana will find her own way around the impact of what happened  ----   around layton  ,  around the quarantine  . instead  ,  she rounds the corner at a faster pace than she realized  .  she’s walking  ,  running with a purpose  ---  before he catches her again  .  and then  ,  it stops  .  her feet are anchored to the ground  ,  dark eyes watching with a conflicted worry  .   able to see it in her features  ,  the way she moves  ,  the heaviness of her shoulders   .  there’s distance between them  ,  about a foot of it  . “you’re--” it’s swallowed in panic  ,  and restrictions are dubbed in the palpitation of a fluttered heart  . “you’re sick --”  it’s wordless  ,  it’s caught in between her throat  ,  it’s completely broken  .  eyes dart against the floor ,  watching for anything  ,  examining the speckled concrete  .  “h-how did you --” the body  , the hospital  ,  it was all too easy to guess  .  

[juxkel]

Valley paced around the hospital she was trying to keep it all together for people who needed help,  one moment they were sitting at the wake of this kid and the next everyone around her was getting sick . Before the storm she was in school for Surgical technology she’s seen some things, and now in this new world a Med-tech she should be able to help people right? even if usually she was taking the blood to test not be out here helping.Taking a deep breath grabbing her gloves and slipping them on and walking up to a bed “when did you notice you were getting sick?” she asked grabbing her stethoscope and putting over said person heart listening to their breathing “can you see alright?” she asked moving her fingers in front of their faces to see if they can follow .

[arixsanchez]

  for someone who believed the world was now signifcantly less  ,  there sure seemed to be more people  .  masks were clung to every face  ,  coughing nearly causing her to blink  ,  to flinch  .  she tries to keep her calm ----  tries to be useful   ,  but she’s freaking out  .  she hadn’t seen dani  ,  hadn’t seen esme  .  where was maverick  ?  ajay  ? newt -- saint --- her chest dropped  ,  and she shoves the stethoscope around her neck onto a tray with a clank  .  dainty hands touched her face  ,  and she rubbed down her temples  ,  face still suffocated by the precautions  . “this is fucking useless -” strained voice  ,  she doesn’t curse  ---  normally so well put together  ,  but the stitches that were holding her in place  ,  were beginning to rip at the seams  .  

[bbcexk]

& 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗/𝕺𝖕𝖊𝖓

[arixsanchez]

qui-hxyde :

Hyde looked to his friend checking out the red cup in hand “What are you drinking and is it strong enough to get me to forget this day?” he asked flatten out his black blazzer, it was enough to make him look a little presentable to the world when he’d rather be at his place drinking or smoking and forgetting the world “ One- what the fuck do you mean they’re not real? don’t come running at me when one starts to follow you, two this is me pacman , I’m always this way” 

she’ll tilt her head in an exasperated sigh  ,  a tiny shake and furrowed brows  . she’ll turn ,  her back faced to the crowd  .  “sorry  ,  there’s very few people i share drinks with  .”  that being those she were rooming with  ,  or getting under  .  there’s a twist in her gaze  ,  and he flattens out his blazer  ---  incorrectly  ,  she might add  .  so dainty hands smooth out the shoulders  ,  picking lint from the front  ,  and rolling her eyes  .  “run to you  ?  you say that like i’m easily scar--” words cut off  ,  and there’s a thud behind her  ,  followed by gasping of air  .  before confusion can even take place on her face  ,  someone screams  ,  and ariana jumps  . “what the hel--” and panic unravels  . 

[arixsanchez]

selenxambrose :

                      SELENE USED TO BE KIND, she used to be able to feel something other than pain and anger. now she plasters a mask against designer lipstick, - chanel, - her mother’s favourite. she used to play dress up, smear glitter upon innocent features. she supposes that she is still doing the same, only this time she’s playing GOD. “ they won’t kill eachother when they’re dead. ”  and she doesn’t miss a beat, HIGH ON ADRENALINE, is what she recalls her psychology teacher saying. THE PROCESS OF FIGHT OR FLIGHT,  if she squeezes her hues shut, she could picture herself in the classroom, hand raised, lips puckered. but she isn’t there, no,- instead she’s in a waiting room, her people depending on her. “ listen to me, have you touched anyone ? we need to get books, anything medical, look up these symptoms. in the meantime we need to keep them hydrated? ” she’s scared, unsure, rambling. “ fuck, i don’t know ! ”

 she could hear herself breathing  ,  glancing around in a darting motion  .  hands are stuck to her sides  ,  still in that stupid dress  -----   the stupid heels  .  madness is clouded in a wave of fog  ,   and she’s fumbling with the rubber gloves  ,  snapping them against her wrist  .  what was she supposed to do  ,  essentially  ,  she was fucking useless  .  there’s a beating in her chest that can’t be slowed  ,  driving a screw through one temple  ,  and out the other  .  “are you okay?” it’s muffled  ,  at the entrance of questioning  .  “you didn’t ---  you didn’t touch them right  ?”  once upon a time  ,  this is what ariana had wanted to do  .  the emergency room  ,  and how it was slipped between managed chaos  ,  and a new body rolling in through the double doors  .  “fuck-”  now  ,  now she was just trying to stay alive  .  “we need a quartine zone  .  everybody that was at the wake when daniel and virginia dropped  .  where’s the rest of them ------     there needs to be tests  ,  lined up for blood work  ,  where the hell is ----  where’s minnie  ?” 

[arixsanchez]

  there’s chaos strung together in a series of unfortunate events  .  she’s already got a mask on  ,  a hidden kiss of faded plum pressed to the inside  .  dark eyes glance around  ,  and she’s practically on the hunt  ,  two steps at a time  .  she’ll round the corner  ,  sharply  ,  and collide into a chest  .  a gasp  ,  and she flinches  ,  closing her eyes and tensing up  .  it’s not until his voice  ,  though muffled through the same sanitary precautions  ,  does she open with a sigh of relief  .  the tension in the air is immediately contradicted  ,  and her gaze sharpened through narrowed brown eyes  . “no.” it’s harsh  ,  and it’s quick  ----  before he has a chance to tell her to leave  ,  knowing that’s where he was stuttering to get to  . “get out of my way layton ---  my sister is in there  .” it wasn’t muttered ,  and it didn’t hold room for protest  . “esme is in there -- get out of my way  .” another warning  ,  the last one  . @laytonxcastillo

[sunkcndrcms]

     DARLING, DEAREST, DEAD. she had watched them fall, dropping like the goddamn flies. How much blood could she swallow before she would choke? she had learnt about this, - the mass hysteria that had followed. desperate fingers pointed to those whose sweat beaded foreheads, fleeing from the scene, bundling those ‘well’ into their homes, SELFISH, - was what she usually would be, but today was different.  

             THERE WAS NO PEACE SINCE THE OUTBREAK. silence could not become her, for when it did, when it snuck into their room, she could hear the SCREAMS. DANIEL’S screams, the apologies, her own words on a loop; you’ll be okay, we’ll treat it. He had asked for his fucking mother, she had given him a guilt ridden look.

               “ anyone infected, get them into a private room, lock the doors. there is a shit tonne of antibacterial, so you better lather yourself up. put gloves on, masks, any shit that isn’t going to leave you open to this disease. this could go airborne, and i’m not dying today.” BREATHE. “ any questions or ? ”

[arixsanchez]

   heart racing  ,  mind pounding  ,  and the structure chaos is starting to get out of control  .  masks are being handed out left and right  ,  and she’s already suffocated by one of them  .  dark eyes dart around the room  ,  and she jumps back as someone nearly bolted into her  .  “this is madness---” absolute  ,  complete  ,  and utter maddness  !  “they’re all going to kill each other  -” it was worse than the party  ,  worse than the crushing realization that they were never getting back home ----    now  ?  now you didn’t know who was infected  ,  and who wasn’t  .  she replays the scene with minnie in her head -----   had she touched her  ? had she coughed near her  ?  around her  ?  panic is making her heart beat faster than she thought possible  “we’ve got to do something selene --” words muffled by the mask  ,  hands shaking  ,  trying to find gloves   ,  trying to find anything  .    

[ghostsandgoblins]

[huntersmaya-blog]

[purpleinspo]

karmashcroft:

#just besties living together

[spllcraft]

@arixsanchez

[reginasphalanges]

[zoeswade]

[arixsanchez]

@dvmino

[dcmultiverse]

[smoking-cinema]

[arixsanchez]

  she’s not one to sit and cry ---  very rarely did she at these sorts of things  .  instead  ,  she stands in the back and tries to keep her mind pressed with wondering thoughts  . she’s ready to turn on her heels  ,  trying to get out of there  ,  she needs some fresh air --- it’s stuffy in there  .  nonetheless ,  when she turned  ,  her body collided with something small and blonde  .  there’s a slight gasp  ,  and ariana froze  , hands touching her shoulders  .  “sorry - i didn’t see you-” clearly ,  as it seemed alley had decided to make a break for it almost at the exact same thought as ariana had  .  “are you okay ?’ lips purse  ,  ever the observant  .  “are you okay --  don’t take this the wrong way or anything ,  but kinda’ seems like you’re running away  .” @vallxandx