gorgeous mess of chaos

Tallulah Rivers Council Woman by day, wild woman by night

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Catalyst || Rhi and Lulu

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rhiannon-lewis:

If Rhi had learned anything about Lulu in their time together, it was that you had to let her spend her anger in full before saying anything in reply. Otherwise you were just fueling the fire, and that was the last thing she needed to have to handle right now. Instead she listened, she toyed with Lulu’s hand in her own and studied the damage done to her knuckles while she did so. “Around. London, Tokyo, Cardiff, Moscow for a bit. Anywhere that wasn’t here.” She said simply, kissing Lulu’s hand gently before setting it down on the sofa between them. Hearing Harper’s so-called love being voice had made a harsh little laugh escape her, and she stood, stepping away from Lulu slightly so she could hug herself and look at something other than the tears that she had caused. “Harper doesn’t love me, he loves an idea of me. He doesn’t even know me. Not really.” Rhi said sharply, mentally shoving herself into explaining the whole thing before the effort was beyond her capabilities. “I should have cut him off ages ago, but he’s too bloody nice, it felt like kicking a puppy in the face. And I didn’t go home with him, I walked out on him after he threw that bollocks love of his at me when I was minding my own business at Inferno. Then I just kept walking, because it was too much, all of it.” It felt like the way her arms were wrapped around her torso was the only thing holding her up now, but she forced herself to make eye contact with Lulu now, otherwise the apology would mean absolutely nothing at all. “I’m sorry, love. I’m sorry that I scared you half to death when I was breaking into bits over this nonsense. You deserve far better than that. I just didn’t know what to do with any of it, and with other…” She sucked in a harsh breath and sunk her teeth into her lower lip, cutting her words short now that she realized that something else needed to be said in case Lulu decided to kick her out after this revelation. “I’m in love with you, not him. Always have been, I’m realizing. What you’ve got to understand is that when you’re my age, when you’re what I am, it’s so much easier to not get attached to anyone mortal. And I tried so bloody hard not to fall for you, I lied to myself and tried to play things as I had for years to protect myself.” Now she was crying herself, hot tears sliding down her cheeks in droves, but if she stopped now she’d never start again. “But everywhere I went, all I thought of was you. And now I’ve hurt you, and that’s just…it’s wrong. I’m so sorry, love.”

“Moscow? You were in fucking Moscow while I was-” Lulu mumbled in disbelief, fucking christ, she had been so wrong. Her heart shattering, no amount of perception twisting was going to make the devastation of being a cunt fool disappear. For once, she fell silent. Everyone was going to know, she realized, everyone was going know how stupid she had been. Running around town like a half-wit, too blind to accept whatever she thought Rhi had felt for her had been all in her head.  At the mention of Harper, she gave a disgusted grunt as she bolted off the couch, snatching missing person fliers up and bawling them up into balls as she looked around aimlessly at the mess that was her apartment. What a fucking joke. Posters of Rhi’s face scattered everywhere, staring mockingly back at her, while the real life one could barely keep her gaze on her. “Every single day you were gone was another day I kept expecting to find you hung up and gutted for everyone to see so no, scared half to death doesn’t cover the hell I went through. And now you’re telling me you left town because Nurse Harper pissed himself?” She said with a forced scoff, trying with all her might to hold on her anger than feel the pain. With gut wrenching  urge to start crying again, Lulu had to turn away before Rhi could see how incredibly hurt she was. Then as Rhi’s words sank in, she dropped the balls of paper onto the ground, a million expletives fit that moment but there was one that summed up by one colorful phrase. “Holy mother of Jesus Fucking Christ! When you come back from being dead, please for the love of god start off with telling the person that you love them!  Alright, because I’m weak. I’m so weak, I can’t process information when I am literally feeling my heart breaking. Like the Cardiff thing, that went straight over my head because all I kept thinking was why you didn’t love me. Why Cardiff? Nevermind, we can talk about it later, if you want, but right now I just want to kiss you.” Her feet having a mind of their own had already made their way to Rhi as she uttered the last of words. Lulu wrapped her arm around Rhi’s waist, pulling her gently close to her, smoothing her hair out of her face as she cupped her cheek. She felt warm and safe in Lulu’s arms while whispers of adoration escaped from her lips as she wiped Rhi’s tears. Her lips feverishly meeting Rhi’s own, Lulu melted against her darling Rhi. It was slow and soft, a type of kissed that was shared by long lost lovers. savoring every second as though the kiss would be their last. The heartbreak she had felt, Harper, even the aching sensation of her busted lip dulled in comparison. Just a single thought: she loves me and I love her. And as their kiss came to a natural stop, Lulu sighed with a wolfish, delighted grin. With Rhi still in her arms, she didn't plan on letting her go any time soon.  “Honestly, it’s going to take more than a kiss to make me forget how angry I am with you. See this?” Lu asked while pointing out the superficial wound on her upper lip, it looked worse than what it really was. “I got this while breaking skulls trying to find you, babe. I was going to commit a felony just so I could see your gorgeous ass again. If that doesn’t say love, I don’t know what the hell does.”

The Hammer & The Nail || Harper & Lulu

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harper-clarke:

The month had been everything but in his favor. Stepping out his apartment for something as simple as going grocery shopping lead to hateful glares or confused questions from people that were familiar with him; he couldn’t go back to work so being stuck at home didn’t do much to ease his worries or help him sleep for more than three-four hours at the time. It was a never ending fear that Bryan would eventually show up by his door and tell him they had found Rhi’s body, but not to clear his name no… but to rob him off the last freedom he owned at current date. So when loud, furious knocks were heard on his door, Harper found himself staring at it with hesitation creeping in his eyes and posture, with a need to pretend he wasn’t home and leave the person to wander away before something worse was allowed to happen. 

And one big part of him wished he would have listened. 

Harper didn’t even get enough of a shot to define who was camping outside his door as he finally opened, the rage of a fist swinging his way without seconds notice and his hand lost grip around the door handle, feet tipping to the side as he leaned against the wall closest to him in shock. The voice that followed wasn’t someone he was all too familiar with, but the brief break in between gave him enough time to find his lost balance and to stare wide-eyed at the woman who had burst into his apartment. It was Lulu. “Wh–”, he tried to talk back, but the pain made him stop already at the first word, giving Lulu another chance scream at him. “LU– what the fuck are you on ab–” As of now he wasn’t certain whether to be annoyed by her actions, as she wasn’t even giving him enough room to defend himself before pulling him along like a dirty rag, or stayed shocked. “I don’t know where she is, how about you calm the fuck down for a second before you trash my place?” 

Biting his teeth together, Harper realized there were no such thing as ‘talking’ in this matter. Lu hadn’t knocked on his door for that purpose and her eyes held a crazy to match his underlying confusion. And maybe, if it hadn’t been for the slam against the wall, he would have found a way to calm her down but that sheer force alone was enough for his face to grow pale. Not due to Lulu, not due to the pain, but for the reaction that suddenly activated in the depths of his chest. “Lu– Lu, I’m… serious, let go – Lu, let go!” His words were choked, both by Lulu’s forearm, and the panic that started to raise in his head that left him trying to push the woman away from himself, in the hopes of catching the air his lungs needed to function. 

His spewing of pleas only made the sharper headache pound harder in her head, further clouding her judgement and with another powerful shove. Lulu rammed Harper against the wall again, right as the pipes in his walls began to shake and groan from the pressure, her rage inciting the water to burst out of the valves. “Do you know what pisses me off more than a man in general, Harper? A man who tells me to calm the fuck down.” She hissed, wishing she could choke the life out of him but the last trace of common sense hindered that desire. If he was dead, any hope of finding Rhi went with him to his grave.

However, that didn’t lessen her constraint against his vulnerable throat, her arm held his throat firmly in place as he thrashed about. “She liked you, Harper! She trusted you and I swear if you  hurt her, you’re good as dead. Even the Deputy McDumdum isn’t going to save you.” Suddenly there was a loud eruption of water from his kitchen, a rush of streamed from pipes, pouring over the kitchen floor and soaking the edges of the carpet. The apartment groaned and moaned from the pipes rattling behind the plastered walls, making the floor vibrate from the intensity. His kitchen quickly getting flooded with water, the kitchen sink overflowing with water.

As he gasped for air, she couldn’t even feel an ounce of sympathy for him, Lulu was never a ‘turn the other cheek’ kind of a gal anyhow. Instead, it gave her a cruel idea which was much crueler than what she really wanted to do to him. “You’re not going to talk? I got all night, old man. In fact, I think it’s about time we start shaking things up. Don’t you agree?“ Before he could answer,  Lulu dragged him, with a firm grasped on his arm and his hair, towards the kitchen, specifically the overflowing sink. “Let’s see if this will make you spill.” 

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Catalyst || Rhi and Lulu

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rhiannon-lewis:

It hadn’t been the same, trying to soothe her longing with the memories of Lulu and the photos stashed away on her phone. For one thing, they didn’t smell anything like her and they certainly didn’t feel like her either, even if the hug she was thrown into was damper than she had expected that it might be. “Why would I ever be dead or hurt, love? I just took a breather from this nonsense, had a bit of a breakdown. There’s not a thing in this town that could hurt me, you silly duck.” She said quickly, her own eyes tearing up as she reached up to brush away Lulu’s as they slid down her pretty freckled cheeks. That gave her the leisure to look over the injuries she had spotted a moment earlier, and her lips curved into a deep frown once she noticed the dark circles under her eyes to match the bruises. “Did who hurt me, darling heart? Who on earth are you talking about? More importantly, who hurt you? I’ll be wanting names so I can go beat them half to hell for laying a hand on my Lulu, I will.” Her Lulu, that was a nice concept to consider. The way that she had been embraced after such an absence was a nice push towards the potential standing between them. They were standing so close now that they were very nearly cross-eyed, and the way that Lulu had her hands cupped around Rhi’s face was sending a little shiver down her spine that distracted from what they actually needed to talk about. Well, to be less poetic it made her want to kiss Lulu silly and bury herself in her arms for the rest of the night, but she had to explain herself before that could happen and she was going to find out who had given Lulu those bruises as well. So she settled on a quick peck on Lulu’s lips as she pulled away and then she guided them both over to the battered sofa on the other side of the room without a word. Even then she sat on the edge, as close to Lulu as she could manage without sitting on her lap, and she sat a gentle hand Lulu’s own for comfort. “Go on then, love. What are you talking about?”

She had realized that she had gotten Rhiannon’s eye color all wrong. In a hurry to fill out the missing person report, she had simply described them to be a dark brown. But now that Lulu was completely lost in Rhi’s eyes, she could see the light hues of honey in them and her soft fluttering eyelashes. Nearly knocking the air out of her, Lulu’s mind whirled into gibberish mush for a second before shaking her head in confusion. “You were missing, Rhi! I couldn’t fucking find you anywhere! You wouldn’t have left without telling me you were leaving and with having our own serial killer in town, what was I supposed to think?” Lulu tried to ignore the way Rhi was looking at her sent her heart thumping, she barely could hear herself think. “Harper, who else?” Lulu suddenly answered crossly, remembering the details that Harper had given her of what happened on New Year’s Eve. “The boy who apparently loves you and suddenly you go missing after you spend the night with, that’s who.” Despite how relieved she had been a few minutes ago, a biting jealously kept her from melting at Rhiannon’s concern for her. “This was done by Harper...after I punched him his pretty boy face.” She spat her words hotly, feeling herself getting riled up again. Despite hearing what had happened that night and that he knew just as much of Rhiannon’s whereabouts, she still felt a satisfaction of hitting him where it hurt. And she might have followed up with a few other expletives if Rhi hadn’t given her a light kiss on her lips, sending a thrill down her spend and a soft sigh to escape from her. She didn’t mind the sting of pain as Rhiannon’s laid her hand over hers, but preferring holding her hand, her fingers looped around hers as she took a few gulps of gin to help her get the jumbled mess of her thoughts straight. The calmness of her questions didn’t settle right with Lulu, it was like Rhi hadn’t the slightest idea that she had been kidnapped. Meyer’s words had haunted her, part of her had hoped he had been wrong. She wouldn’t have left her, would she? “Where were you, Rhiannon?”

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Catalyst || Rhi and Lulu

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rhiannon-lewis:

It had taken her a few days more to muster up the courage and the energy to dimensionally hop away from London. The courage had been harder to come by than the latter, but she had expected that would be the case. In the interim she seemed to see Lulu’s doppleganger in every crowd, teasing and testing and telling her that she needed to move past this fear. Even so, she felt winded when she popped into existence just down the hall from Lulu’s apartment and she hid around a corner to breathe herself down from bare knuckled panic. For half a moment she worried about the fact that she was barefaced, that she was wearing an oversized jumper and that it was still Valentine’s Day in the states. Not much of a Valentines gift, that’s what she was right now, but after a few more minutes of cowardice she forced herself to start walking down the hallway. Lulu would be angry, of course. Angry, but if she knew her heart half as well as her own she knew that Lulu wouldn’t stay angry at her very long. Her breath came in a shuddering gust as she knocked at the door and she could feel that damned heart hammering against her chest as she waited for the door to open and the tumult to begin. She wasn’t ready, but she was here. That would have to be good enough for now, since she didn’t have anything else.

Achingly and any hope of finding Rhi had been crushed after the little altercation she had caused with Harper. She had arrived home, soaked and limping, with an ache that only alcohol could numb. Boy, did she do a number on his face. She should have felt awful about but in retrospect, it felt damn good. Especially after the lonely state she was in. It was Valentine’s day and all she had to show for it was a busted lip, bruised knuckles and her favorite pair of leather boots ruined. Only her Garfield mug filled with gin seemed good enough way to make the night bearable. And if anyone asked, she added few chunks of ice to make it healthy. Not much of a Valentine’s day for a woman who has had a date every year it seemed, but everything in town reminded her of Rhiannon. Even Meyer’s dumb and ugly face, reminded her of Rhiannon and the times they’d gang up on him in council till he turned bright red from biting his annoyance down. So with a bottle of gin and her friend name Garfield, she sat on her living room floor, organizing posters and calling Bryan every so often for any new information on Rhiannon’s whereabouts. 

The knock on the door jerked her awake, cursing herself softly for falling asleep over the stacks of posters. She didn’t even bother to look through her peephole, what for? Knowing the chivalry of the one Deputy Garrick, he was probably there to give her a ‘talk’ and ask her to be on her best behavior which, of course, she’d respond with a snort and an ‘aye aye sir!’ “He deserved it, al-” She exclaimed as she opened the door, but instead of the bushy giant, blocking all of her doorway, it was a far sweeter sight for her. “Rhiannon? I thought-” Before she could finish the rest of her sentence, she threw herself on Rhiannon before she had a chance to say hi. Hugging her tightly as she burst out crying, she buried her face against her neck, so terrified that if she let go, she’d wake up from a wonderful dream. She was home, she thought. She’s safe, thank God. “I thought I would never see you. I’ve been looking everywhere for you. Where were you?” Her wails muffled as she talked into Rhi’s neck, not minding the sting of the cut on her lip as she talked. In all her life, she had never felt so much relief as she did at that moment. With Rhi back in her arms, the anguish she had been feeling had vanished. All Lulu wanted to do was care for her friend. Abruptly letting her go, she closed the door behind Rhiannon as the questions started to bubble up and fussed over her. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?” Lulu asked, looking over Rhiannon, making sure that she was intact, going as far as smoothing Rhi’s hair just so she could calm her own nerves down. “I kept telling myself you were okay. I had to believe you were still alive.” Cupping Rhiannon’s face, she felt compel to memorize every bit of her face though her tears  made it virtually hard to do. “I was so scared, Rhi.”

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msmaggiejackson:

Maggie had barely started on her lunch when an unfamiliar woman approached her out of nowhere. Her question made her lower the fork, feeling a light knot inside her stomach form at the thought of having to share her table with a complete stranger. Though, she only had to glance over her features once to notice the puffy eyes and the paper that seemed to tell a story she found herself be more interested in. “No, I guess not.” She leaned closer to analyze the picture in front of her, doing her best to remember and dig up whatever memory she had of the citizens around town. “I don’t think I have, she doesn’t look familiar to me I’m afraid. Did something happen?” Her sympathy started to shine through before her words did, impossible to take this ordeal as anything but a missing person.

Throwing the rest of the fliers onto the table, she slumped down on the chair, resisting the urge to take off her boots and lay down to sleep. There wasn’t time to take a nap, not when Rhiannon hadn’t been found. “She’s missing.” She responded dryly, pulling her limp hair away from her face as she frowned back at the look of sympathy on the woman’s “Keep the flier. Actually, take some.” She stuck a dozen or so in the woman’s hand. “Pass them around, who the fuck knows. Maybe something will jog your memory.”

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valeriusstone:

“If you must.” Valerius didn’t even have the time to give her friend a proper welcoming before she was shoving a flyer in her face. She would have been annoyed by the gesture if it weren’t for her immediate interest in its details. “Rhiannon?” Snatching the flyer out of Lulu’s hands, she examined it carefully, unsure of what to make of it. “Not since the fair the other week, no. She’s missing?” It was a stupid question, but one that would allow Lulu to share the details as to what on earth was going on with Rhiannon. Ordinarily Valerius wouldn’t have really cared, but given their recent  encounters, she was curious to find out what was going on.

“So you didn’t see her on New Years?” Lulu asked, ignoring Val’s questions, much too preoccupied with her own disappointment to even bother to satisfy Val’s curiosity. It had been a hell of a week trying to find anything about where Rhiannon was or what happened that night, but nothing was found. It was like she dropped from the face of the earth. “No one has seen her since New Years, except for that sweater wearing nerd.” She said in a defeated voice as she pulled out her flask from the hidden pocket from her jacket. “Fuck, I need a drink.”

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meyerlowell:

“Lu, I try real hard not to see that snobby bitch of a Fae councilwoman we got stuck with. Works great ‘cept for the three times a week I gotta see all of your sorry asses at the meetings.” Meyer answered truthfully, lifting his coffee mug up and then setting it down regretfully a moment later when he saw that it was empty. The sunglasses at eleven in the morning were classic Lulu, but the look on her face as she shoved the poster at him wasn’t, and he frowned as he studied her for a long moment, trying to figure out what that was all about. “But no, I ain’t seen her since that meetin’ right after Christmas. Why’re you so tow up about it anyways, Lularoo? This one can take care of herself a hell of a lot better than Aubrey ever could, and you know how fickle them Fae are.”

With enough force to knock his fork to the floor, she slammed the table with her hands as she stood up and glowered over Meyer. “If anyone is a snobby bitch of an asshole, it’s you, Meyer. Don’t ever fucking call her a bitch again. Don’t even say her name. If you think you’re too good for council, what the hell are you still doing here? Huh? You’re just a coward fuck like the rest of us, at least we got the balls to admit it.” Despite how angry she sounded, her hands felt flimsy as she tried to gather up the fliers she from the table. Meyer had never gotten under her skin like that before. Sure, they had a playful banter of annoying each other, each of his insults and jabs would make her laugh, but the way he said Rhiannon’s name, like she was nothing to him, made her she feel like he had shoved a pitch fork up her ass. The only reasonable way she could respond at the moment was to shoved a larger pitchfork right back. Despite how livid she was with him, she was so exhausted. And scared. “Meyer, she wouldn’t go without saying anything to me. Alright, she’s my friend. She couldn’t have left without saying bye to me.” She countered back desperately, her exhaustion finally getting to her. Slumping back down in in the chair, she repeated herself softly, her face wrinkled with torment as she tried to hold back the tears. “Something must have happened to her because she would have said bye and she didn’t.”

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The Hammer & The Nail || Harper & Lulu

She couldn’t believed it at the time. How could she? He looked like a damn puppy dog.  A puppy dog that wailed at Disney movies and probably pissed on himself when he got excited, not someone who would be able to stomach seeing blood. Lulu had tried to sit still and let Bryan do his damn job, but the big, jelly for brains, moron let Harper walk and that pissed her off. Stop and think what you’re doing, they said. He doesn’t know shit, they said. Well, he won’t be minding a little visit from her if he had nothing to hide.

As his pathetic face came to view, she couldn’t hold back the force of her fist, her punch ram against his tender face, his teeth scraping against her knuckles and she would have landed him another one if he hadn’t stumbled back. “Where the fuck is Rhi, Harper?” She roared down at him as she stepped inside, enjoying how weak and scared he looked. Her eyes blazing, searching any signs of her friend, going as far as knocking some of his belongings through out his apartment for good effect. And when she couldn’t find a speck of Rhi being in his place, she charged back to where he was. “Get up, you little shit.” Her claws snatched his shirt, yanking him up on his feet before slamming him, with the ferocity of one pissed woman, against the wall. Her arm thrust under his chin, restricting the air from his lungs.  “Make one move and I’ll make break that pretty nose of yours. I don’t care what you told Bryan thinks and frankly but let me tell you shithead, I’m the bad cop. I’ll make you wish the only gift I give you tonight is a black eye. What did you do to Rhia, shithead?” Lulu demanded, her face twisted in pure hatred and disgust for him.

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Her head throbbing, a gift from another sleepless night, her sunglasses shielding her puffy eyes from having to bear the fluorescence lights that seemed to make the invisible needle pierce her brain. Ignoring the blatant stares, she knew she looked jackass, but who else could pull off the jackass look better than her? Craning her neck to look if Rhi was at their table for their usual morning lunch. Not brunch, she refused to call it brunch. But the table was empty. Loudly clearing her throat as she swallowed her disappointment down, she called for the closest person’s attention. “Hello sweetheart, mind if I sit? And while I’m sitting here, you haven’t by any chance seen this gorgeous gal lately?” She asked, waving a missing person’s flyer with the sexiest picture of Rhiannon Lulu could find in the person’s face. 

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Drove Me Wild || Rhi and Lulu

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rhiannon-lewis:

“You’ve got lovely ones yourself though, Lu. Terribly lovely.” That was all she could think to say right then, and she couldn’t quite figure out why. Something about the way Lulu was looking at her had struck her wordless, and when combined with the teasing sight of the mistletoe strung between them, it set her brain to whirring at high speed. “You really don’t think I’d kiss you, do you?” She asked, surprised at that realization. To be fair, she had drawn a line with them early on between work and pleasure, but they were never very good at obeying rules, were they? Not in the slightest, and there was a tingle in her stomach right now as she looked at Lulu that was a strange shift from what she normally felt looking at her. “Really, really don’t, from the way you’re talking.” Rhi didn’t know how she felt about much of anyone right now, but an urge to prove Lulu wrong on that front was building up in the back of her mind and pushing every other thought aside. There was no need to sweep Lulu off her feet in pure romantic movie style, but it behooved her to do so, even if it made Lulu drop her flask to the sidewalk. She could taste the brandy as she kissed her, but she could also taste something faintly spicy as well, and smell something close to the sea from being so close to her. Traditionally you were only supposed to kiss someone once as well, but the wolf whistling she heard in the distance only made her want to kiss Lulu again, and so she did, townspeople be damned. Something about this clinch made her linger once she pulled away, and she grinned at Lulu like she had made the most glorious joke in the world. “Terribly nice present, all things considered. You mustn’t tease me so, love. Very rude of you.”

They were always teasing each other, tiptoeing an invisible line with flirtation, something Lulu had realized over the time that it could only be harmless fun. Yet with those dark eyes looking at her with surprise and something else she had never seen before. The palms of her hands began to itch and a nervous excitement bubbled throughout her body as they stood looking at each other. “Nope. My darling Rhi,  I’ve come to accept that there will be nothing but stolen moments of flirtation between us. Sadly, there is no way you’ll ever lock lips with me willingly and since I’m not for coercion in a relationship, I’ll just keep dreaming of kissing you in my dreams.” She countered back playfully despite how puzzled she was at Rhi’s question. And Lulu would have teased her about if hadn’t been overtaken by the warmth of Rhi’s lips over hers, sending her titillating thrills down her back to her toes. There had been many kisses in Lulu’s lifetime but this one was one she wasn’t going to walk away so easily. Unaware as to who she was or how her flask got on the floor, she had never felt more confused and disappointed as Rhi pulled away from their kiss. “Shit.” Completely starstruck, her heart pounding against her chest, Lulu quickly withdrew her hands away from Rhi’s bottom and tried to shake away the tingling sensation that radiated through her body. In reply to Rhi’s trumpet grin, she weakly smiled before the kiss rendered her into a babbling mess. “Oh snap, shame on me... That was, wow, A-plus for us. And you, you got the kissing down to a tee.” Not feeling the biting cold of the winter air, Lulu gave a distressed huff of air to calm her blotched red cheeks before pointed at that the mistletoe while she forcefully chuckled. “This thing, what a hoot. Where’s my flask? Oh, here it is! I got it...” 

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lyrafaulkner:

“It’s hard to believe he’s only four years older than to me. But then again, he does the whole ‘annoying older sibling’ thing remarkably well, so…” Lyra watched Lulu in awe, clearly impressed by how forward she was being. “That’s okay. I don’t mind a biter.” She winked before taking another swig of the bottle, promptly scrunching up her nose in response to its dose. “Y’know, if I wasn’t borderline drunk, I’d pester you for secrets on the Council.”

Before escaping to the safety of a bar stool before Meyer caught the glimpse of her behind his bar, she pulled out a few wads of bills from her pocket, making sure that it was enough to pay for both her drink and the bottle that Lyra was sipping from. After ringing herself up at his cashier, she throwing the money in. “Aw, so you’re the little needle jabbing his tight ass. I had a feeling he was so wound up for a good and pretty reason.” Lulu smiled at Lyra over her shoulder, before adding. “You’ll have to prove that on a later day, sweetheart.” As she settled herself down next to her new friend, she arched her brow at Lyra, liking her forwardness as the seconds go by. “You wan’t Council secrets? I’ll give you Council secrets, but what do I get in return?”

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Drove Me Wild || Rhi and Lulu

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rhiannon-lewis:

“Of course you are, love. It’s barely above freezing out here and you’ve got naught else but a fur and velvet minidress on.” Rhi faux-chided her, shaking her head in disapproval despite the mismatched smile on her lips. Her remark about not being able to stand the sight of Rhi in a matching outfit made her roll her eyes, and she gently smacked her shoulder to boot. “And why is that, my dearest Lulu? Hmm? Haven’t I got the tits for such a thing?” The kiss to her cheek and the placement of the Santa hat on her own head made her giggle despite herself, and she took the flask offered to her a moment later without comment, though she also looped her arm in Lulu’s as they walked through the fair. “I’ll do no such thing, but the liquor is appreciated. Maybe we can find something fetching and warm for you to wear over your dress so you don’t get frostbite on those pretty shoulders of yours, c’mon.” If she hadn’t been occupied with taking a swig of what Lulu had stashed in the flask she had been handed, she wouldn’t have walked face first into the plastic mistletoe, but the fact remained that she had been (it was brandy, of all things) and she only just kept herself from spitting it out in surprise. “Oh bollocks, of course they’ve got this nonsense hanging about.” She said sharply, handing Lulu back her flask so she could glare at the foliage between them. “Going to take someone’s eye out, that is. Lucky it didn’t do for mine.”

“How else would I be able to get your attention, babe? The constant flirting isn’t working. The last resort I had was to get naked but Nick made it clear last year that exhibitionism wasn’t part of the festive Winterland charm that is Ashbourne.” Lulu greatly enjoying being teased by Rhi, only smiled wider and leaned closer to her as her grin turned to sly grin. “Exactly my point. You’ve got the boobies of my dream. They’re so perfect and just-” Beyond occupied with glancing at Rhi’s chest, Lulu coughed back the last of thought and forced herself to look away. “They’re my kryptonite. If I was a songwriter, I would write a ballad about them. Shit, I’m such a horn dog.” With a laugh, Lulu nudged the mistletoe ball with her finger, causing the hanging decoration to swing between them. “Oh Rhiannon, you don’t need a plastic ball of leaves to get little ole me to smooch you. You could just ask.” She sang, as she took back the flask and took a sip. With a satisfied sigh, she added, “Even if you were naughty this year, you deserve a nice present.” 

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Olivia Munn

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Drove Me Wild || Rhi and Lulu

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rhiannon-lewis:

“Oh, look at you! Do you know, I didn’t believe you when you said you were going to wear so little that you might get frostbite on your cleavage. Shame on me, Lulu. Shaaaame.” Rhi almost squealed once she caught sight of her friend in her less than safe for work Mrs. Claus costume, far more cheery for having parted from Valerius and having found Lulu. She looked appreciatively from the glittery heels to the freckled cleavage of her, finally settling on her face and the furry hat on her head once she’d finished. “Lucky I didn’t bet any money on that, I suppose. I’d have gone and found something suitable to match you if I’d known you were going through with it as well, but what can you do?” The question was rhetorical, but she paused for a moment afterwards for good measure before offering Lulu her arm so they could prowl the fair together. “Come on then, Ms. Claus. I’ve not been a good girl, but we can go see what this bloody craft fair’s got to offer. Not a drop of booze yet, so far as I’ve seen.”

With a sassy shake of the hips while she seductively placed both of her arms behind her head. “Please do look at me. I was hoping I could find something to help me out with that by the end of the day. Quick! Hold me, I’m cold.” Lulu chattered desperately, hoping Rhi wouldn’t take off her sweater and pull her into a warm embrace for she really was cold. Thankfully Mama Rivers wasn’t one to come to the craft fairs or else the frostbite would just be the tip of the iceberg. With Rhiannon to keep her company, she could almost forget how truly cold she was. “Lucky me that you didn’t or I wouldn’t be able to look you in the eye.” She said, leaning towards her to give her a kiss on the cheek then pull off her Santa hat and placed it over Rhi’s head. “There, now you can tell everyone your Mrs. Claus’s helper.” With a wink and a rosy tint to her cheeks that must have been caused by the cold, she took Rhi’s arm and let her lead the way. “Shame, Rhi. How will I punish you? Hold on, I’ve come prepared for this kind of emergency.” And she hadn’t been lying, reaching between her breasts, Lulu pulled out a flask. With a look that could only deemed as a smug satisfaction, she offered the flask to Rhi. “Ladies first, I insist.”

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Lemongrass & Sleep || Blaire & Lulu

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blairehargreaves:

There was something sobering about hospitals that made one question their entire existence, and, given her own history with the sickeningly white walls and stomach-pumps due to alcohol poisoning, Blaire was no exception to the rule. Certain thoughts occurred to her, ones that she’d sworn to lock away in the far corners of her mind. More sooner than she’d liked, the realizations flooded her brain, and she couldn’t help but focus on the monologue of her mind.

If she was a perfectly honest woman, she’d tell everyone that there was no one she liked more in the world than Lulu. She’d shout it from the rooftops, which meant that she’d also be admitting it to herself - finally. Somehow, even despite the depth of their relationship, Blaire had forgotten how to be perfectly truthful with her friend. That was acceptable for everyone else, but Lulu? Lulu was different. Lulu welcomed her in a way that no one else seemed capable of, and now, here they both were, with one reaching for her hand out of what Blaire could only assume was fear. 

Blaire, confused as to the sudden seriousness coloring her thoughts, simply nodded at Lulu with a slight smile and squeezed her hand in response. For once, she was knocked silent, her mind filtering through these unexpected and strangely sobering realizations. The succubus listened in silence as her friend spoke on, raising her eyebrows as Lulu began to worm her way out of the situation. “Are you saying that you can’t deal with me, then? Oof, blow to the ego, which means that I am definitely making sure you walk your pretty lil’ head in there.” She let out a little chuckle, hoping to lighten the atmosphere and pulled Lulu towards her. Her instincts told her to give the other woman a kiss, and she laid a quick, gentle peck on Lulu’s lips before saying, “I’m here with you, Lu. And we are definitely getting burgers after this - maybe even with that hot doctor of yours.” She gave Lulu a wink and stepped out of the elevator and headed to the reception desk to notify them that Lulu was here for her appointment.

Despite how many people have warned Lulu to not get so close to the greened eyed succubus, Lulu had smiled and waved away their reasoning, entangling herself further with Blaire. Their friendship was one that kept Lulu on her toes, she never knew exactly where both of them stand. They were friends or at least, Lulu thought so regardless of how it might seem to everyone else. Not giving one rat’s ass on the fact that Blaire was a succubus, Lulu had grown fond of her and unfortunately, the fondness was edging close to something Lulu had to conceal because that was their unspoken deal.

The warmth of Blaire’s hand kept her from noticing the stench of the hospital or the fact the same damn paintings of sailboats were still up. Even the patterns of the tiles took her back to bad memories. Rubbing the back of Blaire’s hand with her thumb, the contact meant to keep her from jumping out of her skin as she spoke rapidly to get herself out of facing the impending doom of going the doctor. While, it hadn’t been that much of a deal when they had put on the cast (due to the sweet drugs they had given her), Lulu didn’t mind another month of said cast. Taken back by the kiss, Lulu stammered, face turning bright red as she followed closely behind Blaire. “Fine, but if anyone gets to feed the hot doctor fries it’ll be me. And maybe another kiss will help?” She always had a way of getting Lulu wrapped around her little pinkie, not that Lu minded. Hell, turning into mush around gorgeous women was her speciality. However, she always got over her crushes, but with Blaire it came like waves, always crashing against her chest. “Thank you for coming with me, Blaire. You didn’t have to, but you did... Probably because I said I would thank you with burgers and fries, but still means a lot to me that you’re here with me.”

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winstonfaux:

Winston opened his mouth to throw whatever snappy insult his head could muster up at the moment, but he was barely given the chance to breathe between Lulu’s quips and ADHD comments. She probably didn’t have ADHD, but the way she seemed to lose both focus and constantly swing between topics left him to at least wonder. He wasn’t fit to diagnose people, but something had to be wrong with this woman, maybe she had been dropped way too many times on her head as a toddler? Brain damage was not completely out of the question, but her staring at his ass sure was. Hadn’t she joked about that while lying on the road? “Don’t be disgusting, I wouldn’t put my hands anywhere near you – I’m not that deperate. I know damned well how I look in scrubs and they aren’t as flattering as TV shows make them out to be.” They were a great tool for fishing in women however, they all loved to flash the biggest smile they owned as soon as he mentioned he spent most of his time working with poor, wounded animals; doing everything in his will to nurse them back to health and give them back to their caring, loving owners. Women were shallow that way, soft and easy to play – it was hard to find those who dared to bite back. “No wonder half of this town want to see you people burn on a stake, do you act that way on your job too? See something that needs to be fixed and pull some random answer out of your ass? I’m very happy, mind you, I just have no reason to smile around you.” As it went on, Winston began to wish he had pulled out one of his many characters for this encounter alone, someone with a bit more patience and humor to keep him floating. Was it too late to try? “Too bad you didn’t fall on your face, you could have been a mummy for Halloween.” Yes it was too late, he didn’t have it in him… crap. “I haven’t checked you out, but it’s not too hard to dig up information in this town and especially not regarding someone sitting in the middle. I have no reasons to be harsh with Shiloh, unless he messes up his work. I don’t really speak to him unless I have to, but I’m glad to see he’s doing his job even after work – feeding the horse with the food she craves. This”, he bumped the bag, “is not part of a suggested diet but be my guest, unless chewing ice is more your thing…” Winston only allowed the bag to sink upon being reminded about the flowers that had been resting in his hand and he hurried to let out a huff, throwing the bag at her to get her to focus on something else instead. “I’ll pass on that complaint to my brother, it was his idea, not mine. He’s too soft.”

There were two kind of people in this world, the kind that Lulu loved to annoy because she loved them and oddly enough that was one of the way she showed it and the other kind that made it too easy for her not to annoy them. Winston Faux was of course the latter. His clear disgust of her did hurt her, she, after all, did have feelings yet it didn’t explain why he was still standing in her kitchen when he was free to go. With a shrug of the shoulders, she gave a dramatic sigh. What was it about people always underestimating her skills? A girl could be a business woman and know how to take shots, and she was proof of that. “Something like that. Takes talent to pull things out of your ass. So don’t underestimate my anal skills, buddy.” Her brow arched, she grinned wickedly at him, knowing there was a double meaning to her words.“You better. Shiloh loves his patients more than anything, so if you mess with my kid, I know people who could blow your kneecaps out.” Lulu said jokingly while making slice across her throat with her finger, deciding to keep the little fact that she did indeed knew people with the capacity to cross out names from her black list. “ Why do you care so much about my eating habits anyway? Hold on, let me get this straight. If your brother is soft, then you must be hard?” She gave a soft gasp then she exclaimed, “Dirty!” Glaring at him for tossing the bag at her, she placed it aside on the counter and went searching for vase while knowing full well she had no vase. Regardless of the fact, she searched and found a large Garfield glass that could work for the mean time. “So this isn’t you being a nice person? Jeez, your brother must be a saint or a fool to try to turn you into a decent guy.” Lulu waved the flowers at him accusingly as she pondered over what made Winston’s brother encourage the big oaf to buy her flowers.