black girl with the black girl hair

diana meade. maybe blackwell.

[geminiolivia]

She had been hovering at the bar, idly watching and awaiting people to enter. In truth, she hated late night shifts and was led to overthinking which was a bad idea. She wanted a distraction, and was happy to see someone enter. She slowly moved towards them, throwing the tea towel over her shoulder with a weak smile. "Can I get you anything?" She tilted her head, arms folding slightly in containment

[ofdicncs]

Diana had needed a moment. She was a little freaked, especially when she realized the symbol she had been drawing and just needed to take a shot or something. "Whatever is the strongest thing you have."

[ofdicncs]

Diana was having a conversation with someone when she felt it... her magic. It felt like the scar was boiling. Trying to break free from her palm. "Excuse me," She said, hoping the person didn't follow her. She found herself going by an empty booth, her hand burning from the inside out. She looked at the scar and saw it. "Stop!" She said, but her magic surged again. "Stop!" The lights at the booth flickered. "No," She slammed her hand on the booth, the wood cracking. She took a moment to breathe, a voice coming into her head. "I'm fine. I'm fine,"

[ofdicncs]

Diana walked closer to Melissa. “Hey,” She said. “I missed you,” They were becoming best friends and Diana just left. And she knew she was probably wrong for that but she needed the time. “How are you?”

[ofdicncs]

Diana frowned. “It’s true though,” She said. “If you give me a chance to explain, I would really appreciate it,” She took a deep breath. “When we met, I was running from something. A truth about myself. I had lost my dad. And things I thought I had knew about my mom, they were different now. And I had friends but all they reminded me of what how my life had gotten turned upside down. And everything about myself, I didn’t know who I was,” She said. “My father wasn’t my biological father. And the man who was. he was a monster. Selfish and I was afraid of turning out just like him. And I am now... because of how I hurt you,” She tried not to tear up. “One of my siblings found me when we were together and I knew the havoc that happened when I found all of this info out and I didn’t want that in your life so I ran,”

[ofdicncs]

Diana heard him cut her off and she tried not to be shocked by his words and demeanors. “I’m sorry Isaac but I’ve been through a lot and you were the first person who was able to make me feel normal. I loved that feeling. You’re right, it does not justify it. I’m really sorry I hurt you. I really am. But I’m here now. And you’re here.... maybe we can start over,”

[ofdicncs]

Diana straightened herself out. Control. She had to have control. “I’m fine,” She said, shaking it off. “Nothing is going on,” She had to believe that she had control. That things were good. She turned to the man. “So embarrassing but I tripped,” Yep, she could go with that. “Clumsy Diana,”

[ofdicncs]

Diana furrowed her eyebrows at him. “A hundred feet away? Impossible,” She said. “What are you?” She asked him, her hand balling into a fist incase she needed to protect herself with her magic. “I’m fine. Answer my question,”

[rylandsgrace]

Barbie (2023) // The Good Place (2016-2020)

[ofdicncs]

“You think with age that would change. Maturity even but it seems like it hasn’t caught up to you,” She stated. Diana watched on. There was a time where she would have joined her, her and Faye growing closer but that time was up now. “I can’t,” She was afraid, her magic acting up on it’s own.

[ofdicncs]

“There’s a lot of fun in that. Being responsible and everything,” She challenged, even if she knew Faye was being sarcastic. She watched as Faye got down from the bar and Diana felt small. Ever since her magic came about, that is how she felt. “Not when I could hurt everyone around me. Maybe Frozen got it right or something,”

[ofdicncs]

Diana could just feel the emotions rolling off of him. And she frowned. She didn’t want him to feel that way and she was the cause of his pain. “It’s a beautiful town,” She bit her lip. “I owe you an explanation for why I left and the way I left,” She admitted. “It’s not you. It’s me,” She sighed as she realized how that sounded. “And I mean that, Isaac. I am damaged. Maybe beyond repair and I... you don’t deserve that,”

[ofdicncs]

Diana frowned. “It’s true though,” She said. “If you give me a chance to explain, I would really appreciate it,” She took a deep breath. “When we met, I was running from something. A truth about myself. I had lost my dad. And things I thought I had knew about my mom, they were different now. And I had friends but all they reminded me of what how my life had gotten turned upside down. And everything about myself, I didn’t know who I was,” She said. “My father wasn’t my biological father. And the man who was. he was a monster. Selfish and I was afraid of turning out just like him. And I am now... because of how I hurt you,” She tried not to tear up. “One of my siblings found me when we were together and I knew the havoc that happened when I found all of this info out and I didn’t want that in your life so I ran,”

[ofdicncs]

Diana rolled her eyes as she heard Faye say her whole name. “I should have know you were the one causing all this commotion,” Diana said. They had become friends but once Diana left, she didn’t stay in touch. “You need to get down before you hurt yourself,”

[ofdicncs]

“You think with age that would change. Maturity even but it seems like it hasn’t caught up to you,” She stated. Diana watched on. There was a time where she would have joined her, her and Faye growing closer but that time was up now. “I can’t,” She was afraid, her magic acting up on it’s own.

[ofdicncs]

Diana saw Faye downing the drinks given to her and she took a deep breath. Better late than ever, right? She pushed her way through the crowd, her nerves getting the best of her as she got closer. “You need a hand?” Diana tried to say over the loud music, looking up at her former circle member. Maybe even friend once. “Come on, I know those heels have to be killing you,”

[ofdicncs]

Diana rolled her eyes as she heard Faye say her whole name. “I should have know you were the one causing all this commotion,” Diana said. They had become friends but once Diana left, she didn’t stay in touch. “You need to get down before you hurt yourself,”

[ofdicncs]

Diana was having a conversation with someone when she felt it... her magic. It felt like the scar was boiling. Trying to break free from her palm. "Excuse me," She said, hoping the person didn't follow her. She found herself going by an empty booth, her hand burning from the inside out. She looked at the scar and saw it. "Stop!" She said, but her magic surged again. "Stop!" The lights at the booth flickered. "No," She slammed her hand on the booth, the wood cracking. She took a moment to breathe, a voice coming into her head. "I'm fine. I'm fine,"

[ofdicncs]

Diana straightened herself out. Control. She had to have control. “I’m fine,” She said, shaking it off. “Nothing is going on,” She had to believe that she had control. That things were good. She turned to the man. “So embarrassing but I tripped,” Yep, she could go with that. “Clumsy Diana,”

[ofdicncs]

Diana walked into the bar and saw the girl sitting there. “My bad. My boss was trying to put together a basket for a guest and I told him you guys would be closed during this event but he insisted,” She stated. “I can come back some other time,”

[ofdicncs]

Diana watched as the woman got up. “Yes. Wine preferably but maybe something a little stronger. They are honeymooners,” She said. “Are you going to the party after this,” She asked, curious to see her still at the bar.

[ofdicncs]

Diana smirked as she saw the guy looking over the options. She was having trouble herself, picking up almost one of each thing and enjoying herself. “At all. I’ve been wanting to try all the desserts but I know the sugar might be too much with the alcohol,” She chuckled. “You enjoying yourself?”

[ofdicncs]

3ofdunbxr​:

a light chuckle left the young wolf, shrugging his shoulders a little. “perhaps the carbs will soak up some of the alcohol.” he chuckled again, raising a brow toward the girl. as she questioned him, liam thought for a moment, crystal hues scanning the area. “you know, crowds aren’t usually my thing. but.. it is nice to have some new faces around town.” he smiled back at her.

“Definitely. Though now that I think about it, I really want something salty,” She admitted as she looked the table over. “I really get indecisive at things like this,” She said. Diana listened as he talked about how he was feeling about the party. “I totally get it. It’s a little overwhelming. Yeah, it is. I’m Diana,”

[ofdicncs]

Diana was having a conversation with someone when she felt it... her magic. It felt like the scar was boiling. Trying to break free from her palm. "Excuse me," She said, hoping the person didn't follow her. She found herself going by an empty booth, her hand burning from the inside out. She looked at the scar and saw it. "Stop!" She said, but her magic surged again. "Stop!" The lights at the booth flickered. "No," She slammed her hand on the booth, the wood cracking. She took a moment to breathe, a voice coming into her head. "I'm fine. I'm fine,"

[ofdicncs]

the flickering of the lights alarmed sookie something was going on. her mental shields dropped instantly, creating a whirlwind of thoughts entering her mind. the voices told her something was happening with a young female nearby in a booth. it took her a moment to register where she was seating but once she figured it out, she made her way to her, with a tray and notepad in her hand. “ are you alright ?? is there anything you need ?? ” perhaps she shouldn’t involve herself knowing her own track record, yet somehow she couldn’t ignore the plea for help.

“I’m fine,” Diana said as she stood up straight. She saw the glass and broken wood, trying to think of a quick solution of how she was going to spin this. “I must have drunk too much,” She said, dusting her hands off. “I just probably need some water or something. Just to sober up,” That lie would have to work for now. “What food is good?”

[ofdicncs]

Diana knew that brain of his was working. She knew him all too well. She moved closer to him, taking him in. Still taller than her. Still as handsome as the day she left him in bed and it made her heart ache. “I could say the same about you. I knew you were from California but didn’t think you would be... here,” She said. Maybe she unconsciously found him. Her magic had that way of leading her places she didn’t know she should go to. “It has been. How have you been?” She played with the rings on her fingers.

[ofdicncs]

Diana could just feel the emotions rolling off of him. And she frowned. She didn’t want him to feel that way and she was the cause of his pain. “It’s a beautiful town,” She bit her lip. “I owe you an explanation for why I left and the way I left,” She admitted. “It’s not you. It’s me,” She sighed as she realized how that sounded. “And I mean that, Isaac. I am damaged. Maybe beyond repair and I... you don’t deserve that,”

[ofdicncs]

Diana was having a conversation with someone when she felt it... her magic. It felt like the scar was boiling. Trying to break free from her palm. "Excuse me," She said, hoping the person didn't follow her. She found herself going by an empty booth, her hand burning from the inside out. She looked at the scar and saw it. "Stop!" She said, but her magic surged again. "Stop!" The lights at the booth flickered. "No," She slammed her hand on the booth, the wood cracking. She took a moment to breathe, a voice coming into her head. "I'm fine. I'm fine,"

[ofdicncs]

parishflame​:

He was trying to make himself useful, preoccupying areas and monitoring the locals. He was pleased to see so many enjoying the festivities, knowing the tragic circumstances that brought this upon them. However, he knew that being hospitable and approachable would make time more bearable for those who arrived. A cold beverage in hand, Parish had finished his shift and had given into temptation and ordered a beer. He attempted to find an empty booth, before noticing a female looking somewhat distressed. “Are you alright?” He inquired with a concerned gaze.

Diana let out more shaky breaths as she stood up, the power surging through her hand and she sighed. “I’m fine,” She said, trying not to scratch at the symbol on her hand. She wanted to rip it off and everything that dame with it. On a whim, she grabbed the drink from the guy and chugged it down, taking.a sigh of relief as she felt the alcohol was starting to hit rather quickly. “I owe you one,”

[cullentorn]

"Oh how I have missed social gatherings." Miss socialite herself , and she was beginning to feel out of her depth. In truth, she had missed it, but felt overcome by the transition of which she had not endured before her death. She rose the bottle to her lips, taking a swig of the cold liquid before humming softly to herself. The night was welcomed, having not yet gained a daylight ring, this was her next mission. The hunger she was feeling was beginning to intensify, and she was curious as to where she would gain her next feed.

[ofdicncs]

Diana decided she needed a drink, grabbing and taking a sip to calm her nerves. She overheard the blonde next to her, not sure to feel about the vibes she got from her. But she was going to give her the benefit of the doubt. “I’m guessing you’re enjoying yourself? The party and all. it seems like the town really wanted to go all out with the welcome wagon,”

[witchyfayex-a]

faye chamberlain, now a few drinks deep and fueled by the pulsating rhythm of the music, had abandoned all inhibitions. she stood atop the bar in the dimly lit club, her body swaying to the music. her normally sleek raven hair was a wild cascade around her, and her eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint as she beckoned others to join her. a brave soul handed faye another shot, which she gladly accepted, downing it immediately, grimacing a little at the taste.

[ofdicncs]

Diana saw Faye downing the drinks given to her and she took a deep breath. Better late than ever, right? She pushed her way through the crowd, her nerves getting the best of her as she got closer. “You need a hand?” Diana tried to say over the loud music, looking up at her former circle member. Maybe even friend once. “Come on, I know those heels have to be killing you,”