DAILYLADYLYRICS 31 DAY SONG CHALLENGE ; DAY TWELVE - A SONG THAT REMINDS YOU OF YOUR BEST FRIEND : COSMIC LOVE ❋ FLORENCE + THE MACHINE
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DAILYLADYLYRICS 31 DAY SONG CHALLENGE ; DAY TWELVE - A SONG THAT REMINDS YOU OF YOUR BEST FRIEND : COSMIC LOVE ❋ FLORENCE + THE MACHINE
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season 3b au
She always had that about her, that look of otherness, of eyes that see things much too far, and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the world.
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sebastianoriginal.
random starter for @constellascions !
he couldn’t remember the last time he celebrated the day . centuries ago at most , definitely . maybe even longer . even as a human , it was never a holiday he really concerned himself with & yes , that was still the case for the most part . he had to remind himself the reason he was back in new orleans to begin with & it definitely wasn’t to spend all of his time with a hunter . however , he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t intrigued by the huntress in question . there was something about her that spoke as a mystery for him & he was interested in figuring out what it was that made her tick . single rose clasped in his hand , the original made his way up to the familiar apartment , knocking on the door a few times ( perhaps a bit too harshly , but that was what gave him away , he was sure ) before stepping back to wait for a response , somewhat impatiently . perhaps he should’ve called ahead , but he never did that —— he always just showed up . it’d never been a problem before & that was the entire basis of surprising her or catching her off guard .
it was just ANY OTHER DAY for her ------------------------ with the constant nagging of her siblings . at the sound of the knock , she finds it quite difficult to keep her cool , seeing as she had just kicked one of her brothers out about twenty minutes ago . with the sluggish stride that could rival a petulant child’s , she opens the door , with quite the aggression , ready to give whoever it was the taste of her bubbling anger . the permanent irritation painted over features then turns to one of confusion , as she was now facing the original hybrid . once again , OUT OF WORDS at his sudden presence and the instant wave of joy that washes over the previous irritation . there’s a questioning look on her face , though a smile just for him curves upon lips . ‘ hey , sebasshole . you lost or have you missed me ? ’
fangsdelgado.
❝ this place is fucking insane, ❞ he stated, shaking his head. he’d taken some time to himself after the events of the ball, went into hiding for several days and didn’t bother communicating with anyone. jeremy never believed anything like that would have happened, and he hadn’t been making much progress with processing everything that did take place. he intended to do what he did BEST and repress everything rather than openly discuss it. after all, conveying his emotions wasn’t something he enjoyed doing. vulnerability wasn’t a feeling he had been fond of. ❝ who knew coming here would be this much of a mistake ? ❞
BEING BORN AND RAISED in the city didn’t mean that she was immune from being fearful of her life ------------------------- she knows of its tendency to stir trouble , but keeping away and staying alive was a DIFFERENT STORY . everyone residing in new orleans will get their own taste of surprise whether they like it or not . purses her lips , hues turn to the male , ‘ well , what exactly did you expect from this place ? ’ with the stories of the crystals being present , there was an influx of the supernatural population . which means more work for people like her and the INEVITABLE trouble that will come in different directions .
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THE FIRST SNOWFALL STARTERS ( ACCEPTING ! )
bundled up from head to toe , with his jacket , not quite used to the below freezing temperature from being born and raised in the south . white sheets of snow covered the pavements , while snowflakes danced their way down and over their heads . rare that she would witness the snowfall , here they were —————– out in the cold , while most would prefer the comforts of the fireplace . head turns at the sound of mixed laughter , children and adults alike , at a skating rink just a few blocks from where they stood . an expression of an excited child paints over soft features , as she slightly shakes his arm . ‘ have you , in your ancient years , tried ice skating before ? ’ eyes leave the rink to look up at the male momentarily , a slow smile curving upon chapped lips , ‘ -------------------- because i haven’t . until today . ’ they both know that there was nothing that could stop the huntress from stepping foot on the ice .