❝ --- WANT SOMETHING TO DRINK ?? you look like you need it , && i think sally left some midnight margaritas untouched . ❞ ✧ @cathydoll
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❝ --- WANT SOMETHING TO DRINK ?? you look like you need it , && i think sally left some midnight margaritas untouched . ❞ ✧ @cathydoll
gillian owens is the kind of person who overuses the skidaddle skidoodle meme && thinks it’s funnier bc she’s a witch
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‘ yeah, you could say that. ’ his appreciation for her interest didn’t apply to every compliment he received regarding the car. he knew most of people simply wanted to initiate a conversation with him, and it was that that he admired, though not the impressions on the car. few people got to admire it for its worth, and she seemed to be one of them – though she could always be fooling him, and he wouldn’t even know. he took her hand and shook it, as he caught a glimpse of the tattoo on her wrist. ‘ i’m dean, and no. i’m more of a passer-by. ’ he gestured at the design on her wrist, as he couldn’t help but remark on it. ‘ i dig y’er ink. ’
❝ DEAN ... nice . makes two of us --- sort of , ❞ a shrug , hand reaching for the glass as the bartender poured her a new drink , ❝ i used to travel around a lot more than i do nowadays . ❞ in fact , gillian knew that it wouldn’t be long before she found her way back to sally’s house . she would wake up one day missing her sister , && that would be enough to have the blonde ride home again . that or trouble would find her . it always did . ❝ hm ?? ah , ❞ chuckling at the compliment , the witch glanced at her own wrist && sipped from her glass . ❝ thanks , i’m pretty big on snakes . my sister was pissed when she saw it , but she makes everything seem like a big deal . ❞ gillian added , rolling her eyes at how the other owens girl seemed to always overreact . ❝ you seem like the kind of guy who’d get tattoos some cool meanings . got any ?? ❞
Daphne Groeneveld by Zoey Grossman For Love & Lemons Fall 2017
Daphne Groeneveld by Txema Yeste for Antidote, fall 2012.
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FOUR DAYS OF RAIN had left the Earth soft and smelling of wet dirt and clean air. The heat of summer had been broken, and already the pavement was lined with brown and golden leaves. The sound of them cracking and breaking beneath the heel of Sally’s boots was satisfying in a way she could not properly express in words. Sally tugged her cardigan tighter around her, the cool wind that carried the briskness of Autumn tangled her hair and made the tip of her nose sting at the sudden cold after months of intolerable, exhausting heat. She had woken up this morning and wrenched the windows open, desperate for the fresh air to clean out the stagnant humidity that plagued Long Island summers, making you sticky even in your own home— air conditioners be damned.
The scent of lavender founds its way to Sally a block away from her home. The sun had just risen fully an hour ago and dew still clung to the greenery. She entered the house to coffee and Carole King; the coffee machine could be heard sputtering out the last few drops almost aggressively. She smiled to herself— shutting the screen door and slipping off her boots as she moved towards the kitchen. The early morning sun reflected off the plants, and set the room in a haze of light blue through the curtains. She approached her sister with soft steps, winding her arms around Gillian’s thin waist. Sally propped her chin up on a bony shoulder.
❝ You’re up early, Bean. ❞ Two mugs of steaming coffee waited on the tiny kitchen table, and, oh, a box of danishes were opened tantalizingly on the counter in front of them. ❝ Wow, for us? You really were up early. ❞
She gave a thought to waking up the girls, but quickly remembered they had slept out the night before. Some time with Gillian would definitely not be a bad thing— especially without two teenage girls screaming throughout the house.
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IT WOULD BE EASY FOR GILLIAN to count the amount of times sally pulled her out of trouble --- partially due to the older sister’s ever powerful lectures , but certainly also credited by how gilly kept track of these things . perhaps the blonde used to care little for her sister’s wisdom , as it wasn’t interesting enough for little gillian owens , but the now grown - up woman standing by the kitchen table would beg to differ . it felt like a dagger to her ego / pride , but sally often had a point . maybe not about every single thing , but about a handful of them , && definitely better calculated than gillian’s .
to say that jimmy angelov didn’t haunt her dreams would be too big of a lie even for the blonde . when not in dreams , there were a few reminders s c a t t e r e d across her body that refused to disappear . morbid as it may be , gillian would go as far as to say that his death might as well have been the best thing that ever happened to her . better than all of her three marriages && a pack of cigarettes after a long day of receptionist work ( god , how she used to hate that job . still did !! ) . it brought her close to her sister again , to the one person who was family && friend all at once . she hadn’t noticed just how much she missed sally until the damned night that felt like an eternity ago , but gillian assumed it was just one of those things you don’t miss until you’ve lost it . so what better way to express gratitude than by sparing the other of making breakfast ??
dulcet laughter drops from her lips , crystal eyes rolling at her sister’s comment . ❝ don’t be silly , sally --- i have the cooking skills of a toad . the coffee is on me , but the danishes come straight from the bakery !! ❞ no need to mention how the baker was more than willing to give gillian a couple extra units for free . ❝ glad you noticed i’m up early , ‘cause i’m never doing that again . ❞
sb: lol gillian owens is a lil bitch she was such an asshole to sally lol she should have died during the exorcism me: gillian owens was 3 - 4 years old when her parents died , leaving her && her older sister alone except for their two aunts who lived far away . gillian owens && her sister were bullied throughout their whole childhood for being witches , even though 90% of the women in town did business with the aunts . gillian owens saw her aunts not intervene when she && sally were being attacked by one of their former customers , which led to sally getting slapped by the woman as gilly cried , even though the girls weren’t involved in the family’s business at all . the aunts just watched from the window and didn’t do anything about it . gillian owens was physically and mentally abused by jimmy angelov on multiple occasions , but loved him too much to leave . gillian owens worked her butt off for five years , then jimmy spent all of the money she saved up on drugs , booze && jewelry for himself . gillian owens killed her boyfriend on accident , after giving him deadly nightshade for too long . she gave him nightshade because it made him sleepy and when he slept , he didn’t drink , which meant he didn’t get aggressive . gillian owens was possessed by her ex boyfriend and almost died during the exorcism . gillian owens has abandonment anxiety ; it keeps her from being in relationships . gillian owens' family is cursed . her only friend is her sister . gillian owens is not a good person , she f-ed up a lot , but she did not deserve half the stuff that happened to her .
“ she is still the kind of woman who cuts through her finger while slicing a cantaloupe , and then is rushed to the hospital , where the er doctor who has stitched up her finger falls head over heels for her before she’s even been sewn back together ” gillians owens is That Bitch
❝ YOU’RE NOT FROM HERE , are you ?? ❞ not that the owens blonde had a list with the names of every single resident of the town she despised with every fiber of her being , but that did not mean gilian wasn’t familiar with the type of people who resided there . the stranger seemed reasonable , a thinker , someone driven by curiosity && unafraid of fear --- just the kind she enjoyed surrounding herself with , yet not the type of person that lived on magnolia street . it was easier to be called a witch / a bitch than it was to engage into conversation with the neighbors . DELICATE FINGERTIPS brush blonde curls behind her ear , lively eyes studying the other woman . ❝ i’m not too bad with faces , && i don’t quite recognize yours ... though you don’t look unfamiliar . have i seen you before ?? ❞ ✧ @mythicdrew