if i only could

freddie - nancy downs - the craft

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winnieolsen‌:

❝ as cliché as you think it may be, it’s still the truth. raccoon eyes were out as soon as little j left the upper east side. ❞ she says, faintest hint of a smile tugging at her lips. ❝ really? ❞ she asks, in regard to the comment about her lip. ❝ i happen to like your lips. ❞

"did you really just -- oh babe,” freddie gave a short laugh, “no. you didn’t do that.” she shook her head at the other brunette, disbelief on her features that this woman really just quoted gossip girl. and to freddie of all people. “oh,” she grinned; that got real gay real fast. freddie was always soft for girls that could throw some smack at her and hit on her just as fast. “yours aren’t too bad either.” 

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newsbtch‌:

            esther had heard the other’s words time and time again; she believed that they were rather unoriginal coming from the younger brunette’s mouth. “too bad i actually have the accolades to prove it’s not fake. you know, people like you, the younger generation, would really benefit from pulling the stick out of your ass and your eyelids back so you can see what’s going on around you. i may be fake sometimes to get what i want but everyone knows what to expect. i wouldn’t waste your breath, dear.” the news reporter couldn’t help but be condescending.

         "okay, Mrs. Crusty,” freddie said mockingly, her head swinging to the side as she did so, chortling at her remarks, the smallest snort even coming out at the end. “blah blah blah, younger generations. sorry -- i wasn’t aware you were related to Trump, but i do see the resemblance now.” she smiled happily at her, gesturing to the woman’s face, “yeah, it’s especially noticeable there in the fake tan and wrinkles.”

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ofninaperez‌:

Nina couldn’t help lookng over when hearing those words. It stunned her to a halt, her hand still resting on the spine of a book she was about to pull off a shelf. “That was…a bit harsh, don’t you think?” She questioned when the person had left looking mighty upset. 

"Hmm?” Freddie hummed nonchalantly, finally taking a look up from her pages to see that the person she was addressing had left and someone else was now speaking to her. “Eh,” she shrugged, “some people need a bit of hard truth, don’t you think?” She leaned forward with her chin in her hand, looking up with shining eyes at the girl standing next to the shelf. 

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defenestraphobia‌:

Asher snorted and shook his head. “You think people don’t call others sluts on halloween? Where has your head been? Oh wait…I can think of a place or two.” Asher said, his smile looking like the fakest one to have ever existed since he had no energy to pretend right now. “This coming from the woman who thinks people aren’t calling women sluts on halloween. Sorry to disappoint you sweet cheeks, but you’re not the sharpest tool in the shed yourself.” 

Freddie rolled her eyes at this kid so hard that the strain of the muscles gave her a miniature headache, lasting only a few moments but long enough that she had to reach a hand up to her forehead, pressing her middle and ring finger into her skin frustratedly. “It’s a fucking Mean Girls reference, you goddamn idiot.” She laughed, shaking her head. Insults from this pea-brained little boy meant absolutely nothing to her. She had to try her hardest not to laugh. “Okay, sweet cheeks. Everyone’s entitled to be stupid, but I can see that you seriously abuse that right. I really can’t argue with someone lacking as many brain cells as you are, all it does is waste time.” Her cheeks pulled up into a sweet smile, eyes light and looking suddenly like she was the nicest person in the world.

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winnieolsen‌:

❝ what the fuck do i know about what, angel? ❞ she asks, eyebrow quirking up. ❝ what do i know about your hair? it’s a little limp. or your makeup? kinda cakey. or your book? a tad juvenile. you’ll have to be specific. ❞

"bitch,” freddie exclaimed, scoffing breathlessly, “i’m not even wearing anything but eye makeup.” she stared at this brunette, wanting to just grab her by her wavy locks and drag her to the fucking ground. still, though, part of her loved it... a lot. “i like your lip, but maybe go with less cliche bullshit so you don’t sound so fucking dumb.”

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winnieolsen·:

❝ how unfortunate that you haven’t. ❞ she states with a roll of her eyes. how had she managed to get herself locked in a room with this person, anyway? well, not locked, as she could leave whenever she wanted, but still. she didn’t want to be rude. ❝ how’s your book? ❞

freddie set her book down on the table loudly, closing the pages and staring at her after her little comment. she was aware that she had started it -- and? she could be offended if she wanted to. and she did, at least aloud anyway, even if she wasn’t truly bothered. “excuse me? what the fuck do you know?” she was reeling. the person just replied to freddie’s bait with a comeback of her own... and now she’s asking how her book is? the chubby girl didn’t respond to her question out loud, instead just looking at her quizzically. 

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thecmanic·:

“Suicide is a mortal sin,” he answered cooly, Bram himself not bothering to look up from the article he was absently scrolling through on his phone and resisting the urge to simply roll his eyes, “You might not have a problem with going to Hell but I do.”

Freddie rolled her eyes, a happy smile growing on her face. “Everything is a sin, pretty boy.” She closed her book and looked to him. “We’re all going to Hell, one sin or a hundred. Might as well make it a million and go down a legend.” She shrugged casually. “That’s my theory anyway, if Hell really is real.” 

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“You know,” Freddie started in, baiting the other person with her tone alone, not even looking at them but instead at the small and weathered black book in her hands, “if I was as pathetic as you are, I would have killed myself ages ago.” She finally looked up from her pages, eyes only. “You should get on with it.”

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defenestraphobia‌:

“Not all of them. But can you honestly tell me that most of them aren’t?” Asher asked with a snort and a raised eyebrow as he looked at the other. “There’s nothing magical about it,” Asher snorted and shook his head. “It’s the same as every other night. Just this night has an increase in people in masks that don’t intend to do crimes…” Asher said with a chuckle and a shake of his head. 

Freddie stared at him intently, bored already with his cliche, stupid, male point of view. “No. Maybe like half. It’s the one time of year they can dress how they want without some fuckbags thinking they can call them s l u t s,” she said, the word falling off of her tongue as if it was the worst curse word in the dictionary of swears.  Her head swung around quickly, eyes wide as she stared him down. “Nothing magical about it?! Are you fucking dumb?!” She laughed. “Wait -- I already know the answer to that.”

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defenestraphobia·:

Asher rose an eyebrow when the other said that she didn’t say anything. “Yeah, but that face of yours spoke volumes.” Asher snorted and shook his head. “Oh? Then what did you go as last night? Let me guess? Sexy zombie number twelve?” Asher joked with a grin as he looked at the woman. 

"Are you kidding me?” Freddie asked incredulously, yet again rolling her eyes at him. “That’s pathetic.” She pulled her hand through her hair and tossed it over her shoulder. “Do all women’s costumes have to do with something sexy? Please.” She recognized that he was joking, but Winifred wasn’t much of a joker. “If you must know, I didn’t dress up. I spent the holiday celebrating in other ways.” She sighed happily thinking about the night prior, the smell of autumn, the moonlight. “It’s a magical night, you know.”

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braedencaraway‌:

“How sad.” He mused while meeting her eyes, but didn’t elaborate on his train of thought. He knew he shouldn’t judge, not when his own temper could occasionally get out of hand. Braeden rolled his eyes before he could stop himself; the name was childish and bothered him more than it should have. “As fun as this was, you’ll have to excuse me.” He turned away from her then because the more he stood standing there, the more this night was draining him.

The blonde’s comment had her fuming inside, her chest boiling with rage. “Oh, yeah,” she replied through the tensest grin you could imagine, cheeks pulled up painfully as she forced out a happy face. The second he turned away, she reached out, fingers dipping into his locks and quickly nabbing a a tiny chunk of hair. “Have a great night, cutie. I’m sure you will.”

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defenestraphobia·:

“What? I was busy yesterday and didn’t get to celebrate halloween yesterday. Don’t judge me for throwing my party tonight. It’s your choice whether you want to come or not…But let me tell you one thing? It’s going to be epic.” Asher said with a big grin and a playful wink at the other. “If you do come though, make sure you have a good costume. I will not have 30 sexy nurses in my house, even though you’d definitely pull it off.” Asher said playfully as he looked at him/her.

“I didn’t say anything,” Freddie replied, pursing her lips at the guy. In her opinion, it may be a little dumb, but she wasn’t going to totally shut down the idea of making the spookiness of her favorite holiday last as long as possible. If it were up to her, she’d extend the holiday for a longer period and put off Thanksgiving and Christmas as long as possible. “As if,” she scoffed, a look of disgust on her face as she rolled her eyes at him.

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braedencaraway‌:

Normally he’d avoid heated disputes, especially the type where the other person partaking seemed to thrive on it. But while Braeden’s shoulders were naturally tense, he didn’t get that urge to flee. A brow quirked and he was almost amused. “So you wasted your fuckin’ breath for nothing.” It wasn’t a question. He just wanted to make sure he understood correctly. All that shouting had been dramatic then, as dramatic as this town got each Halloween. “Still said thanks.” He pointed out. “But okay, since you make perfect sense.”

“No,” Freddie said through gritted teeth, “I accomplished exactly what I needed to.” The little bitch went running home, but thankfully she did so all while practically shitting her pants, and Freddie would find her again. Yes, and when she did... oh, would it be good. “Sure, little man.” Had she been in a mood where maybe she’d care less about getting arrested by the worthless police in this town, standing around at the edges of the carnival’s attractions, she’d gladly wrap her claws around this small blonde’s annoying little throat. Instead, she’d just have to say a nice prayer for him tonight.

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scarletwindsor·:

❝ thank god that the halloween season is over. i’m ready to start preparing for a huge thanksgiving feast. ❞

“thanksgiving is a stupid, racist holiday. even if it wasn’t, why do we need a single day of the year to remember what to to be thankful for and stuff our faces? you’re supposed to like... be grateful all the time or whatever,” she muttered as if she knew what that meant, “and i’ll stuff my face whenever i want.” her words were half spoken, hardly paying attention and not really caring about the conversation.

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braedencaraway‌:

He hadn’t been eavesdropping. There were too many screams of excitement and fear that hers blended in with the night. It was only when he glanced and briefly caught her chilling gaze that it dawned on him he was being spoken to. More like yelled at, though all Braeden could do was arch a brow as unimpressed, green hues returned to her. “You’re welcome.” He looked over the crowd to where the person she’d been barking at had disappeared through. Good for them. “You could go after them, unless it wasn’t that important.” He suggested, a shrug following his words.

His words echoed in her head multiple times, ‘You’re welcome,’ making her ears ring. Most of the time, she took other people’s sass as a trait she quite enjoyed. Now? She was fucking pissed off and angry, and any sass thrown her way was only going to drive her further. “No. They’re not important. They’re a fucking useless, idiotic, good for nothing piece of garbage, and I can deal with them later. I’d say thanks for the suggestion, but I didn’t need it.” She stepped forward as she spoke, chaotic anger etched into her expression.

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newsbtch‌:

       esther’s attention was immediately diverted to the more than disgruntled younger female that insisted on shouting at her staff member. it was amusing to watch and it proved how dry the event seemed to be. the woman wasn’t at all surprised when she became the brunt of the other’s anger, she often was but it never seemed to bother her. “are you done?” raised eyebrows follow her words. “it’s not my fault that your concentration levels are poor.” a smirk showed itself willingly on her face as she turned herself towards her. “don’t blame me for your own shortcomings, it’s an old ass play.  there’s a way to get what you want and although that’s more enjoyable than most, it didn’t seem to be effective then.”

    winifred stared at her with raised brows and a look of being completely fucking taken back by this. “are you fucking done, you washed up old ass?” she asked after she’d walked toward the woman with long, heavy strides until she they were close enough. “my methods of getting what i want, are more than effective. i don’t need your ‘i’m so wise’ fake ass bullshit to tell me how to get shit done.”

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voice raised, freddie stood body tensed as she reprimanded her inferior. “...what’s so fucking hard about that?!” the girl in front of her didn’t respond, looking terrified after it all. maybe the carnival wasn’t the best place to be doing this, but frankly she didn’t give a shit. if her employees weren’t going to come into work, she was going to find them instead. she noticed the gaze of another person and her face fell flat. “does this fucking concern you?!” she shouted. truth be told, it was possible they weren’t even looking at them, but the chaotic desires in freddie caused a need to stir shit up even if that was the case. as soon as freddie’s attention was away, their employee ran off. “fuck!” she screamed after, then gave the person an extremely icy glare. “thanks!”