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milaxseo:

mila stood over a big log with it’s roots all in the air, peeking inside for anything new to discover. she was so used to finding all sorts of foliage and things for different medicines and remedies. the boots on her feet were covered in mud and water from walking around in the creek earlier; small amounts of water had soaked in through the fabric and around the tongue of the boot. there was a certain smell she was tracing but she couldn’t exactly locate what it was. it wasn’t something she needed, but something definitely not on her usual hunt.

slowly mila moved to crawl inside the trunk, using her flashlight to look inside. “what the hell is this stuff?” she questioned out loud to herself. “it seems like horrific,” then she wiggled her way back out. the sap all over her skin and clothes, the smell coming off in waves. finally she heard the sound of something walking close by and tried to wipe off some of the gunk on her with some wipes from her bag so she’d look.. somewhat decent. “jesus, this stuff is horrible.”

Bluebell traipsed through the outskirts of the forest, breathing in the fresh air and letting out a satisfied hum. Nature was her favourite place to be, and if she spent too much time inside them she quickly became irritable. It was probably her fae nature that was always pulling her outside, and she felt so at home surrounded by trees and flowers. Given that she’d grown up in Wolford, she knew the forest like the back of her hand, and loved to watch it cycle through each of its seasons. She clocked with a tree had fallen, when new flowers sprouted up in a patch of grass, which direction the footprints of the local animals were headed in. It was her playground.

She heard a muffled voice coming from nearby and she frowned, heading a little hesitantly towards the direction of the stranger’s words. She wasn’t scared exactly, but she knew better than to run up to a stranger, and so she approached with care, watching as someone wiggled their way out of a tree trunk which had fallen long ago. She chuckled at the stranger’s words, moving towards her with a smile. “It’s a bit smelly, huh… it’s a type of moss, it’s actually pretty amazing. I’m Bluebell, nice to meet you.”

#para (mila)

[TEXT]: Hey you. I miss you. [TEXT]: You free tonight? I’m not gonna work.

@nikwashere

#text (nik)

What foreign language(s) would you want to master and why?

I'd love to speak Spanish, it's just such a romantic language. And I've always wanted to go and live in Spain for a bit, so I'm guessing it would helpful if I spoke the language.

#answered

Tell us a secret, gorgeous. 😘

I don't have any secrets, I'm an open book!

I'm terrified that if I tell my family what I do for work, they'll reject me.

#answered

Do you admire anyone in your life? What do you admire them for?

I admire so many people in my life. But Leo has to be at the top of that list. He's so fierce, and strong, and clever, and kind, and beautiful. He's done so much and I love how honest he is. He's a pretty incredible older brother.

@leoxdawson

#answered

Top five hottest people in Wolford?

Gotta say my darling Win, I mean look at him! Celestin is a cutie, although I have a feeling he doesn't necessarily swing my way. Sol, obviously. I mean, just bloody look at him. I met this guy Cassidy at the supermarket the other day, he's a bit of me... And I have to say... Maeve.

@boltonwins @celestin-archambeau @fxngsout @cassidyxbolton @maevemorrison

#answered

Have you ever been arrested? If so, what for?

Nope, never! And hopefully it stays that way!

#answered

jin--seung:

Jin smiled when she said she had a dog, always happy to spread the word of his practice around town and meet anyone who would one day come in for an appointment. “Good and yes, I love it. Animals are so much easier to connect with.”

He flushed a bit more when it turned out she didn’t work at that café and he’d just said the name of a very embarrassing drink for no reason. “Oh, yes. It was good. Strong. I do not know if it was stronger than a … well. Than a witch but it was good.” If he could avoid saying the name of that drink again then he would. He looked back down at his cart half filled with the items he was looking for and then reached into his back pocket to produce his wallet and pulled out a business card for Zootopia. This he offered to her, “So you don’t have to look it up,” and then a beat later, “I should… keep shopping,” he said a bit lamely.

“Really?” She asked, her voice incredulous as her eyebrows raised at his words. “But… they can’t even talk,” she hummed, head dropping to the side as she considered what he had said. She supposed animals had potentially more simple needs than humans did, but she’d take a conversation with a person over a dog any day.

She giggled at his embarrassment, shaking her head fondly, taking delight in observing the gentle flush of his cheeks. “I can’t believe you ordered it! Did you have to say the name out loud? That’d take some confidence,” she teased. She took the little card grateful, casting her eyes over it before tucking it safely into her purse. “Thank you so much for that,” she nodded. “Yeah, I’ll let you get back to it. It was lovely meeting you!”

#para (jin seung)

celestin-archambeau:

Celestin laughed softly, rubbing the back of his neck. “That’s nice of you to say,” he said, still looking sheepish. “But I do know that I am definitely being awkward. But I promise, I really don’t mean anything creepy by it. You are lovely, but I’m not… trying anything.” She could probably tell he played for a different team anyway.

“Even if that’s true, and I don’t entirely believe it, you’ll still have a base skill level,” Celestin promised, setting his playlist to shuffle and casting to the speakers. “It’s just a matter of what that level is. I need to know where we’re starting to figure out how to progress.”

“Well, either way, doesn’t bother me,” she shrugged, her smile warm and genuine as it stretched across her face. Bell was a pretty open person, and she was slow to judge someone, especially when she had just met them. As long as Celestin treated her with respect, then she didn’t mind how awkward her was with her while he was learning how to be comfortable around her.

“Just you wait and see,” she chuckled, nodding her head absent-mindedly to the beat of the familiar tune of ‘Stay Flo’ by Solange as it began to play over the sound system. “Mm, great choice,” she nodded appreciatively, following him over to the pole near the centre of the room. “Okay… where do I start?” she asked, bright eyes finding his as she waited for his instructions.

#para (celestin)

esterexpositio

#face

cassidyxbolton:

At times, Cassidy could be quick to anger. It was not something he meant to be, but he was easily agitated by the smallest of things. However, it was nice when he offered a sincere apology that she did not harbor any anger or resentment towards him. Perhaps his sponsor was right, if you own up to your actions and are genuinely apologetic people might be willing to forgive and move on.

“Indeed,” he responded. It was rough, he wouldn’t trade it for anything else in the world. But being a father and one that was practically doing it on his own certainly wasn’t ideal. Although, he figured Dusk and him would eventually combine the families together. “Sounds good,” he responded as she rattled off several items and started to locate them. “Thanks, these kids keep eating. Especially the teens, which is good I know, but it certainly costs a bit.”

He seemed to be relaxing a little more in her presence, and she was relieved that he’d taken her up on her offer. The last thing she wanted to do was make him feel like some sort of charity case - she had no idea about what his life was really like - she just wanted to help the stranger, and this seemed like a good way to go about it.

“Yeah, fuck when I was a teenager my parents honestly couldn’t keep the pantry full. I have a bunch of siblings too, and I’m the youngest, so I had to be scrappy if I was gonna get my share,” she chuckled, beginning to walk with him through the aisle, grabbing an item every so often to add to either his cart or her own shopping basket. “What’s your name? I don’t think I’ve seen you round before.”

#para (cassidy)

fxngsout:

The wink made him blush more, he hoped she didn’t think that he was acting that way because he didn’t want to talk to her. Then again, she wouldn’t be still talking to him if she did, or she would just ask him, that happened before. It wasn’t always that someone could understand why he acted that way, “Well, I am the vampire here, so I am the one that bites,” he joked, he tended to use humor a lot of times to calm himself down, and to light the mood a little. It usually worked, especially if the person went along with his jokes, “It’s how I feel though, but you’re sweet,” he said with a small smile, the way that she was acting, it made him feel better about it. There were a lot of thins that could make him nervous, and depending how the person reacted, it got worse, but she was being so kind about it, “Alright,” he nodded, “I will start with my name, I’m Sol.”

“A vampire huh?”

Her eyebrows raised at his admission, head cocking to the side in interest. She’d never slept with a vampire before, she didn’t even really have any as friends, despite having grown up in a town that was crawling with them. It wasn’t that she had any negative feelings towards them, she just genuinely hadn’t ever made a proper connection with one before. She had a curiosity about being fed from, and that curiosity only made Sol that bit more intriguing.

“Sol… that’s a lovely name. I’m Bluebell, but you can just call me Bell. Pleasure to meet you,” she smiled, casting her eyes down to his near-empty cup before flicking them back up to his. “What are you drinking? Can I get you a top up?”

#para (sol)#blood lust tw

boltonwins:

Win had been finishing up cooking the dinner when he heard the door. “It’s open!” He yelled knowing Bell would just walk in. He pulled the pan off starting to plate everything nicely. “There’s an open bottle of wine on the table too, figured you could pour yourself a glass while I finish up here,” Win grinned as he turned around putting his dirty dishes into the sink. Grabbing the two plates he walked over and set them both down. “Dinner is served.”

She couldn’t help but grin as he yelled out a welcome, pushing open the door and slipping off her shoes before heading into the kitchen. The apartment was filled with the delicious, savoury scent of the chicken Win had so carefully prepared, and Bell let out an appreciative groan as she eyed the plates. “Fuck that smells so good… can’t remember the last time I had a home cooked meal,” she grinned, handing him the bottle of wine and pressing a kiss to his cheek before setting herself down at the table. “This looks incredible, thank you love. How did you prepare it?”

#para (win)

leoxdawson:

“I refuse to admit anything,” he responded, although with the glimmer in his eyes, it was clear he enjoyed the affection from her. Despite their age difference, the two had grown close over the years while he lived in New York and she even came to visit on occasion.

The tension was building up as Leo waited for her to reveal what she wanted. Leo nearly choked on his own saliva when she mentioned OnlyFans. Of course, he had nothing against the site. And the whole Dawson clan was raised in a sex positive household. However, it was just different when it was your own relative, your baby sister at that. “Oh wow,” he said. “Uh does any of our family know? Or just me?” He asked, not sure how everyone would handle the news, especially their father.

Bell winced as he seemed to choke slightly, a strangled sound of disbelief pushing past his lips. Her eyes dropped to her lap, ashamed, any trace of a smile vanishing from her face. She didn’t know what she had expected, but she had known Leo wouldn’t exactly be thrilled. She just hoped it wasn’t something that would change things between them.

She cleared her throat as she looked up at him tentatively, nodding slowly to affirm his assumption. “Just you. I can’t… can’t face telling anyone else yet, especially not mum and dad,” she answered, her voice soft. Her fingers played with each other nervously, lip bit as she waited for him to process the information. She was desperate to break the silence, but she didn’t want to say anything else that might upset him.

#para (leo)

will-bolton:

“Oh, always have my hands full.” Between both jobs and her family sometimes it seemed like Will had never time for herself. But it kept her busy and meant that she rarely had time to worry about other things. Like what she was going to do with her future. It was something she liked to avoid thinking about if she could and dong as much as she did for and with her family? That made it absolutely possible to do so. “But I’m glad things are going good. But I think we also both know it’s always good to have a lot of family around in case things don’t go so well- and we’re both lucky enough to have that.” The redhead’s eyebrows raised slightly for a few moments at the question before a soft laugh slipped past her lips. “Oh, no, absolutely nothing in the romance department. I’m far too busy and according to most far too involved with my family for a relationship. And you? Anyone in town catch your eyes lately?”

Bluebell nodded at her response, knowing her words were true. Will never wasn’t busy, and it worried Bell sometimes. It seemed that the redhead never had any time for herself, and Bell knew better than most how important alone time was for your mental health. “Thanks honey… yeah, it definitely is. Its been such a dream having Leo back too, even though he’s so much older than me, we just get on so well,” she smiled. “No? C’mon Will, you’re bloody gorgeous… you’ve got to get out there! We should have a girl’s night or something - reckon you could squeeze me in? We can get dressed all cute, get some drinks, meet some boys…” she trailed off, waggling her eyebrows at the woman. “Me? Oh, y’know… Not really… Well, I met this cute guy the other night, Sol. He’s in a band. But I’ve literally just met him once, so don’t ring the wedding bells just yet,” she giggled.

#para (will)

fxngsout:

She seemed flirty, was she flirting with him? Maybe it would be obvious to someone else, but due to how clueless, and insecure he was, it was hard for him to think that anyone would flirt with him, especially someone like her. He had a band, yeah, but still, he wasn’t sure if that was enough to get women’s attention, especially when the other members of the band stood out more than he did, in his opinion at least, he could be the singer, but they were far more attractive than he was. However, the possibility alone of her being flirty and the hand on his arm, made the butterflies in his stomach get way more agitate. Could she tell how nervous he was? Probably, “Oh, hm, I just.. You know… I don’t know, I guess I just got nervous, I can’t deal with compliments,” he was scared of admitting how he knew her, because he was scared that she would think he was a creep, “I could have just said thank you, like a normal person, but I’m an idiot.”

Her compliment and the gentle touch of her hand on his arm had clearly flustered him, and the result was absolutely adorable. She was pleased to see that it was clear he was anything but a fuck boy, way too flushed and nervous to be talking to her for that to be the case. “No need to be nervous darling, I promise. I don’t bite,” she giggled softly, offering him a cheeky wink. “Not unless you ask at least,” she added, biting her lip as she grinned up at him from under perfectly mascara-ed lashes. “No, no, don’t call yourself an idiot, please… that’s not a nice way to talk about yourself,” she murmured, shaking her head as she spoke, brow furrowing at his words. “C’mon, let’s try again. Tell me a little about yourself,” she encouraged, taking a sip of her drink as she watched him for his response.

#para (sol)

cassidyxbolton:

A sigh left Cassidy’s lips, he knew he should do better than take out his frustrations on a young woman. “It is fine, sorry I got mad.” He muttered. It was a bit out of his realm to apologize for his behavior, but it was something his sponsor had discussed with him, owning up to his behavior with other people and learning to say that five letter word he hated saying s-o-r-r-y.

Cassidy tilted his head when she offered to help him with his shopping. Unsure what to say or do, he nodded. “Uh yeah sure, I guess.” He responded in confusion. The man had to feed his kids, so he figured she might know some of the snacks they might enjoy since he was not much of a snacker or someone who liked sweets. “What is a good snack for a four year old and two thirteen year olds?”

It was clear by his defeated tone that this man was having a hard day, and Bluebell felt nothing but empathy for him, his outburst immediately forgotten by her. She was never one to hold a grudge, and she knew that when you were having a hard day, the smallest thing could get you riled up. “No, no, don’t you apologise, I was the one that bumped into you,” she reassured him, offering him a small smile.

“A four year old and two thirteen year olds? Jeepers, you’ve certainly got your hands full,” she murmured, nodding at his words. “Ah… yeah - how about… pretzels? Maybe some fruit? Yoghurt is good, and muesli bars. Kids love those string cheese things I think… Here, let me walk around with you, I’ll help you choose. My treat. Least I can do,” she nodded vigorously, grabbing a nearby bag of pretzels and tossing them into his cart.

#para (cassidy)

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