subterranean homesick alien

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          “A person should not believe in an -ism.                  He should believe in himself.”

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when u accidentally unfollow someone and dont realise it until ages later...

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    “You look like Hell.” She doesn’t think herself safe from being on the wrong side of a vampire’s fangs, but she’s taller than everyone in this room and the only one that knows where they keep the garlic. 

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          ❝   my own brother, a goddamn, shit-sucking  vampire !  ❞

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     “–How the hell did you manage THIS?”

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    “---...Bar fight.” She was just protecting her right to serve questionable drinks to even more questionable patrons; the mispronunciation of an alien word was an honest mistake.

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     “Hey, do you ever wonder why we’re here?”

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     “If we’re here for a reason, there’s an intelligent creator. I’m not sure I believe one being made everything.”

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doesn’t often leaves his part of california. no. fuck that. start again. he never leaves his part of california. he’s been there for only a few months and is yet to BOTHER to explore outside his little corner of beacon hills. hell, he wouldn’t even be here right now if it wasn’t for his mother persistently nagging him to actually get out of the house and meet people and explore america while he can. 

and that’s how he ended up here - surrounded by a weird motif of a diner that he’s too ignorant of to actually IDENTIFY, surrounded by the merry patrons and the weird menu names, surrounded by the strange SMELLS. he can’t identify them, just knows they’re not human.

“i dunno. surprise me.”

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even if he didn’t have a strong accent, his willingness to drink whatever she gave him would have told her he’s from out of town. most of the drinks on the menu are only barely digestible to humans (thus the main reason they tend to stay away), and the rest are the kind that keep your everyday supernaturals at bay. anyone with knowledge of this place would ask for the thing that’s going to harm them the least. 

she nods, her lips lifting slightly in amusement. the bar is quiet this time of day, and the setting sun warms the room with a pleasant glow. she begins preparing a his drink - an alcoholic beverage with different shades of red swirling around like they have a mind of their own, topped with whipped cream and red glitter that makes your mouth tingle. it’s impossibly sweet, and it might be her favourite. she places the mission to mars in front of him before resting her elbows on the bar to watch his reaction.

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it’s easy to forget that this town has a reputation for all things unusual when it’s a vaguely acknowledged fact between the locals. and it’s not like people are very enthusiastic to move to the murder capital of the world, anyway. the only outside visitors they get are from really, really outside; not even native to Earth outside. 

“what can i getchu?” she says, leaning over the bar after sliding one of their city-wide famous Keyboards over to a patron.

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ok!! im gonna... write a thing just to get some writing on this blog

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i know there’s no writing samples on here yet, but give me a chance anyway please

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Because Zoe Zaldana in a suit, that’s why. 

suits, because that’s why.