* the wolves are coming

Desdemona Olivera || Nineteen Years Old || Unclaimed Pet

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India Eisley

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ADOLESCENCE (2017) teaser (source)

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xoluciana:

Clearly everything was not alright, the younger woman not adjusting to life at the mansion just yet. Though Luci had only been there a few days, she had accepted her fate, something that some pets had a harder time doing. “No need to apologize. I just meant that I’m…” A pause. She was what? “…just like you.” The brunette settles on, offering Desdemona a smal smile. “A pet.” 

        having been in the mansion for only a day, Desdemona has yet to adjust to it. she’s still at that point of trying to process everything, how one simple mistake on her part led her to being kidnapped. “did you come here willingly?” her soft voice led on, wondering how the other could look so calm when she’s trying her best not to burst into tears again.

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espcsitos:

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           * & | WITH each person that he met in the mansion, nico had to say that he couldn’t quite understand where half of them had come from. each person had their own taste and he could find beauty in anything, but really the idea of just where they were picking these people up made him wonder. maybe it was bailey’s soft voice getting to him to actually make him care more than he had previously ( which, ironically, had been a fair amount to begin with despite popular belief ). lost in his own thoughts and forcing his mind not to wander to his pet, the master was more focused on the winding trail of his mind rather than the physical one of the mansion and found his hands automatically raising to clutch small shoulders as he collided bodily with another person. ‘ are you okay? ’ he asked automatically, ducking his head to get a better look at just who he’d run into.

          her meekness was often mistaken for ignorance by many but Desdemona is always aware of her surroundings. taking another chance on exploring the sex den, she found herself wandering to a different side of the mansion. the sounds of screaming coming from one room did make her take a step back without realizing that someone was behind her as two hands grasped her shoulders to prevent her from stumbling backwards. turning around to see who it was, her light brown hues met the man's as she nodded her head slowly. “i’m sorry, i didn’t know you were right behind me.” the sounds she was trying to escape from started once again, causing a rush of heat coloring her cheeks as she ducked her head away. it was starting to frustrate her, to not be able to act on her urges because she'll be living with this people for who knows how long and she only ever had one night stands. she never stayed long enough to know what came after the sex.

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mvlachais:

           * & | ‘ YOU sound like rachel now. ’ he sighed, wondering why everyone seemed so okay with this when he’d rather be almost any other place. watching his younger sister carefully, he tried to think of how to phrase his next question without triggering anything. ‘ des, are you okay? ’ malachai started carefully. ‘ no one’s… done anything weird to you, right? ’

         she didn’t know if that was a bad thing or not, but she didn’t want to be judgmental of his choice to come here. the question made her tense up a little, pulling back slightly from him as she retracted her hand as well. fiddling with the hem of her shirt nervously as the quiet words left her parted lips, “no, they haven’t done anything weird to me.” yet, she wanted to add but that wouldn’t really ease his mind. “i should have been more careful.”

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xeniiamarks:

After a long day disturbing everyone and shouting everywhere, Xenia was knackered. Despite being Xenia and liking how she went about doing things, the fatigue still continued to catch up to her. It was such a burden, honestly. In her daze, she accidentally stumbled into another room that was definitely not her own. “Oh, shit,” she muttered, seeing a crying girl on the bed in front of her. Avoiding all eye contact, she mentally knocked herself on the head. It was Time To Leave, or at least that’s what she thought until she turned and jammed her toe into the door. “Fuck!” she cursed loudly, then slowly turning towards the girl, knowing that she had made too much of a scene to leave quietly now. 

           brushing her tears away the moment an intruder entered her room, Desdemona tried to avoid her gaze as well. she almost felt relieved when Xenia moved to exit her dorm without asking any questions because she didn't really want to talk about it. however, the shrill cursing startled the brunette into glancing at her. her solitude has been disrupted now and there was no going back to it so she slowly uncurled herself from her position. “are you alright?” she asked softly in a feeble attempt to break the awkward silence that was lingering in the room.

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becker-day:

He dropped to one knee, his shin pinning one of her hands down as the other booted foot found her other arm so she was helpless before him as he towered over her. Well, his crotch especially did. “Hurt you? You think I’m going to hurt you? Oh no… when I have these little pets who think they can do better, I never hurt them. No, I’d much rather be the guy who let you… self-educate to bring you around to my point of view.” The edge of the cold steel baton slid along her full lips. The girl was pretty, he admitted that, though very skinny. “I just have to decide if you’re worth me investing my time in to make you a better pet or not.” 

        his mere weight on her arms felt like it could crush her that any signs of struggle left the brunette. fighting back would only worsen it and she’d rather not have any broken bones. her heart continued to hammer against her chest as he hovered over her. Desdemona didn’t really believe that he wasn’t going to hurt, after what he did to the other pets but his words sent confusion to her brain. “self-educate?” she didn’t know what he meant but as the edge of the baton brushed across her lips, it was her instinct to part them a little as if she was expecting him to slide it inside. catching herself doing this, she immediately shut them as her wide brown hues watched him intently.

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ariawilliams:

Aria had been walking along the corridor when she heard the faint sounds of crying. Following the sounds, she ended up at one of the unclaimed pet dorms, and figured it was a newly arrived pet. She knocked on the door lightly before opening it. “Hi there, are you ok?” she noted the girl curled up on the floor and she held up both her hands gently to show she wasn’t a threat. “I’m Aria, are you ok?”

       Desdemona remained curled up into a ball, praying that the footsteps would go away because she’s not really in a presentable state. there was a gentle knock on the door before it was opening to reveal an unfamiliar girl. she only shook her head to answer the question. she really couldn’t speak at the moment without bursting into tears.

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xoluciana:

She was roaming the halls, attempting to get the lay of the land so to speak, when she hears someone crying. Luci makes an attempt to ignore it, thought after a few moments she pauses and sighs, turning back towards the sound. “Is everything alright?” The brunette asks, pausing in the doorway. “I’m not - I won’t hurt you.” 

       quickly wiping the tears cascading down her porcelain cheeks, Desdemona felt guilty for crying out loud. her sobs may have been quiet but the place was too silent that you could even hear the sound of a needle dropping. “i’m sorry. i didn’t think you were.” ignoring her question since she couldn't really say yes without lying.

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brinlcy:

           Crying was something the blonde never handled well and maybe that was simply because she wasn’t the best with any type of emotion. Either way, she pressed forward to push open the door, moving to close it back the same amount before offering the other a worried look. “Do you need to talk to someone or something?” Words were awkward as she inched closer. Eyes hadn’t set on the other and it immediately made her wonder if she was new-new, the reason behind the small sob.

           even though people say that it was okay to cry, Desdemona took it as a sign of weakness and she hated herself for not being able to control her emotions. she really didn’t want to be alone but she was scared of asking for someone’s help. answering in a whimper as the blonde inched closer. “i don’t know.” the response formed by her lips was far from the cry inside her because she didn’t want to be alone, not really.

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wrcnc:

the redhead nodded in understanding and as he cautiously took a few steps back in preparation to exit the bedroom he was clearly unwelcome in, he chanced one last glance toward the brunette. “ you alright? “

        light brown hues landed on him at the question, a subtle look of surprise on her soft features as she took in his appearance. she recognized him though the memories were almost a blur now. the tiny girl nodded her head slowly, although she was anything but alright at the moment.

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“Less is more” ❤ liked on Polyvore

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mvlachais:

             * & | SHE had nothing to apologise for, the elder wanting to say as much as he kept her close and wondered of all the desdemona’s in the world, it had to be here. he kept relatively quiet, watching her with dull, dark eyes. shame came over him in lazy lapping waves, arms crossing slowly as he gave a single nod. ‘ it wasn’t my idea, but rachel thought i needed it. thought i needed to get away from home. ’ get away from easy access to the things he used to clear his mind that hurt his body, away from the bad influence he was putting on his daughter, away from the stress and the reminders and his own self-loathing for a moment. ‘ she thinks if i replace uh… keira, then i’ll be a bit better in the head. don’t think this place was what she really thought it was. ’

           but she had everything to apologize for, she shouldn't have gone out in the first place to meet some man she just swiped right to. it was karma for indulging herself with these sins. she was pure in all ways but one. Desdemona was all too familiar with that look in his eyes, since she’s been carrying it for the past year now. “it’s okay,” his younger sister assured him quietly, reaching out to squeeze his hand against her arm. how could she even judge him for coming to this place? it would be hypocritical of her even if the moral standards here weren’t exactly at par with her conscience. she can only imagine how hard it was to lose his wife, being left with a daughter to raise by himself. “sometimes it could help. distract you for a little bit.”

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come plot with my tiny sex addict? she's shy but has an actual addiction to sex so this should have been a dream come true for her but she's also religious so baby is just really conflicted about everything since she can't enjoy those carnal pleasures without feeling guilty afterwards.

also i'm thinking of asking a best friend connection for her, the only person who knows of her addiction who also pretends to be her boyfriend in front of her family. there can be some feelings included there but friendship complicates everything. if anyone wants to plot that one out too, that would be super!

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wrcnc:

as soon as he pushed open the door, wren’s eyes widened almost double the size. offering the female a weary, pitiful smile, he took a moment to glance around the room she’d been given. “ sorry. you’re not – you’re not who m’looking for. “ yet there was something ODDLY familiar about the girl as he gazed.

          Desdemona stayed still and quiet, watching him survey the room as she held her breath. momentarily letting her gaze dart away from his as she began to get uncomfortable at the stranger staring at her, she piped in quietly to inform him in case she was looking for them. “i haven’t seen my roommate yet. i don’t know where they are.”

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mvlachais:

              * & | ‘ HEY, ’ he whispered, settling himself next to her with his arm wrapped tightly around her wiry shoulders, ‘ don’t cry, des. i’m here. ’ keeping his voice soft, hesitant, mal knew that taking slow steps was likely to be more effective than just throwing everything at her at once. ‘ i’m right here. i’ve got you. ’ avoiding her question, he ran his fingers along her arm in what he hoped was a calming manner, trying to recreate how he’d always comforted her before. if he told her that this was a , more or less so, willing thing, that his elder sister had put him in here to get over his late wife, she wouldn’t understand.

         sinking into his side, her tears continued to cascade down her flushed cheeks before she was reaching out to brush them away. the touch of his fingers running along her lithe arm did bring her comfort at the least, bringing back that familiar feeling of home in this strange place. “i’m sorry,” Desdemona apologized, clearly distraught because it was her own fault that she was brought here. she shouldn’t have been sleeping around with strangers in the first place but she could not control herself, she could not control her urges. his avoidance of the question did make her think carefully, pulling away a little as she pieced it together. “you’re not like me, are you?” she would have said pet but the word still have a bitter taste in her mouth.