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BELA TALBOT | 3×06 Red Sky at Morning
/ ⠀ * @potentempath gets a starter for the birthday boy !
maybe it’s not her place to meddle, but he’d been exhausting himself with burning the candle at both ends — well, he deserved the time off, especially on a day that was supposed to be entirely about him. which led to molly turning off the alarm to let will sleep in, and taking it upon herself to call jack and let him know that will wasn’t coming in today ; no matter the consequences.
the morning is quiet without him, she had gotten walter dressed and out the door to catch the bus, and now it was just her and the dogs. after letting them outside, she would retreat to the kitchen to make their food ; will made their food from scratch, and had strict instructions on what he fed his dogs, that molly of course tried to follow to a T at his request.
once the dogs were back inside and eating contently, molly would return to the kitchen again to make coffee. before she can leave the kitchen, a cupcake made fresh from the night before is plucked out from under the glass cover. quiet steps carry her up to their room, the decorated cupcake and the warm coffee placed on will’s side of the bedside table.
the missed COMFORT of him and the warmth from their bed combined is not unlike a siren song, molly slipping back into her side of the bed — attaching herself to his side, cold nose nudges into the crook of his neck. ❝ g ‘ mornin’, handsome. i made coffee for you. ❞ voice is gentle, still full of sleep despite being awake for about an hour and a half now. once he’s a bit more awake, she offers him a smile. ❝ i also told jack you had a family emergency today. won’t be able to make it in. he said they’d find somebody to cover your lecture for the day, and you weren’t needed in the field. ❞
⠀ ⠀ * — 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 girlhood ; 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 believed.
the affects of the whiskey warm him from the inside out, a more relaxed and charming smile taking the profiler’s lips. he’s BETTER like this, alcohol able to take over and shed his social anxiety like an old skin — a part of him wishes it was always like this, that it just made everything so much easier … but it’s not time to dwell, not with the pleasant buzz currently in his veins ; no need to tarnish a perfectly good mood. but isn’t that what will graham does best ? ❝ c ‘ mon, like this. ❞ the honey drawl is THICK on his tongue, cowboy boot clicking against the hardwood floor of the bar as he steps forward on his right foot, the left swiftly following — while he’s been reluctantly dragged out of his personal sanctuary in the fields by alana bloom, will wouldn’t say he’s having a particularly bad time with his new - found dance partner.
OPEN TO MUTUALS !!
the affects of the whiskey warm him from the inside out, a more relaxed and charming smile taking the profiler’s lips. he’s BETTER like this, alcohol able to take over and shed his social anxiety like an old skin — a part of him wishes it was always like this, that it just made everything so much easier . . . but it’s not time to dwell, not with the pleasant buzz currently in his veins ; no need to tarnish a perfectly good mood. but isn’t that what will graham does best ? ❝ c ‘ mon, like this. ❞ the honey drawl is THICK on his tongue, cowboy boot clicking against the hardwood floor of the bar as he steps forward on his right foot, the left swiftly following — while he’s been reluctantly dragged out of his personal sanctuary in the fields by alana bloom, will wouldn’t say he’s having a particularly bad time with his new - found dance partner.
OPEN TO MUTUALS !!
* honks my stupid fucking clown nose *
i’m so sorry for the man i will be when the halo show comes out
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Bruce Campbell as Ash Williams THE EVIL DEAD 1981 · dir. Sam Raimi
i’m no longer depressed look what my grandmother just gave me
f.naf 3 is the best game in the series. is this essay i will—
* phoenixcurls, 𝙵𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙳𝙸𝙴
“Agent Katz, fancy meeting you here,” she said in a silky voice as she approached her from the right. It had taken her no more than half a second to decide to greet the agent when she saw her at the bar, eager for the opportunity to get to know Crawford’s team even more. She already knew one plenty well and the other just as much from the former. Price and Katz were the only ones she was not so familiar with, so she decided to hone in on the latter for tonight. “Don’t worry, I’m not here to get information out of you. I’m here like you, out for a drink, looking for good company. I’m hoping I can provide you with some. Or at least a drink maybe, what are you having? Put it on my tab. My treat.” She smiled a genuine smile, one that reached her eyes which seldom ever happened.
“And oh, I hope Agent Zeller isn’t around. He shrivels up just at the sight of me.” She gave a laugh and shook her head. “Quite a card, isn’t he?”
fingers drum against the bar - top, enjoying the time to wind down on her own after work — and what BETTER way to do that than with a drink ? though some company surely isn’t rejected, beverly offering a polite greeting when the redhead easily slides into the stool beside her. ❝ you didn’t follow me here, right, miss lounds ? or should i chalk it all up to be coincidence that we're both here at the same time ? ❞ a sip of her whiskey then, eyeing the journalist for a moment longer. while most found freddie to just be an annoying pest, beverly thought she was pretty BOLD for how commited she was when it came to getting a story — and for that alone, she certainly had the agent’s respect at the very least. ❝ just little ol ‘ me i’m afraid, freddie. ❞ a smile of her own, beverly waving the bartender down to refill her glass — if freddie was buying, then bev would certainly take advantage of the fact. ❝ he swears you’re the wicked witch of the west, but that being said ; zeller’s bark is worse than his bite. ❞
Hannibal 3.04 Aperitivo / Pietà, Käthe Kollwitz (1903)
* @hauntsings has given the entity a sacrifice : assist - from victoria chase to kate marsh? / NON - VERBAL PROMPTS.
exhaustion clings to the corners of kate’s consciousness, and she’s not sure if she’s just genuinely tired or if it’s the medication that the hospital is giving her. struggling to get her arm through the sleeve of her sweater, kate lets out a noise of pure frustration, face scrunching up in annoyance. the creak of the door to her room catches kate’s attention, expecting MAX ( because, nobody else ever does ) to be her current visitor.
hands are gentle as they help her out with the stubborn sleeve, holding it out while kate can easily slip her arm in, ❝ thank you. ❞ though when kate turns around to face max, who she sees instead is not who kate was expecting whatsoever. ❝ what are you doing here ? ❞ despite the feelings kate holds towards victoria chase, her voice is surprisingly soft when she speaks. defeated even. ❝ haven’t you already done enough ? ❞
Life is Strange | Episode 4: Dark Room
