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i’m out on the dance floor, drinking my tears acting all cliche and facing my fears
i recall once on the church steps, when i moved to kiss your chest || a playlist for Sarafine and James (x)
BRILLIANCE;; Diamonds (acoustic)- Rhianna || we’re beautiful like diamonds in the sky MESMERIZING;; Hypnotic (Vanic remix)- Zella Day || got a picture in your wallet, making me a habit LAZY DAYS;; Bella’s Lullaby- Carter Burrell || instrumental PAIN;; Cellophane- Sia || when i get bad, you’ll hide all my pills again POWERS;; Roses- The Chainsmokers || he already knows that my love is fire HOME PART ONE;; New York- St. Vincent || you’re the only motherfucker in this city who can handle me AESTHETIC;; Nights In White Satin- The Moody Blues || oh how i love you ADVENTURES;; Rhythm of The Night- Bastille || we go round and rough CONNECTION;; Nine (Violinists Session)- La Dispute || i should’ve stopped to paint our picture, captured honest, affection
Seven Deadly Sins: SARAFINE;;ENVY
Is she really wrong? Should she not want more, should she not want to be better? She wants to be as smart as her sister, as rich as her cousin, and as pretty as both. It’s not her fault she’s falls below them, that she’s not as perfect as either of them, that she's the fuck up of them all. But she is the one who feels the consequences. So she wants, and she wants, and she wants. But of course, she never goes after it. She’s too paralyzed by fear to try for anything. So she lets the want eat her alive until she wants to eat others.
H-U-M-A-N || otp: party girls
This wasn’t unusual, especially not when they were together. Eight, nine, ten, up to fifteen days of their self destructive routine. Drink. Drug. Party. Fuck. Sleep. Wake up sometime in the late afternoon and do it again. Adelise wouldn’t necessarily call it a binger (a binger was when you did that for thirty years like her mother had) but it came close. On this particular day, Adelise’s eyes opened heavily at 5 p.m. The light hit her eyes and she nearly hissed, squeezing her eyes closed again and turning away quickly. When she was reopened them, she was met by a still sleeping Sarafine. The blanket only covered Sara partially, revealing one breast and line of ribs that moved slowly up and down. Adelise shook her head softly and nearly smiled to herself. ‘It’s amazing,’ she thought. ‘She’s practically glowing but she’s… she’s so human. Fire manipulator but so human. Unlike anything else in this fucked up mystical world. She’s beautiful.’ Unknowingly, she had begun to lightly run her fingers across Sara’s arm, and when she saw the younger girls eyes flutter, she tensed and immediately pulled her hand away. It felt dangerously close to affection, particularly romantic affection, an emotion she forbid herself to feel ever since 1967. As Adelise clutched the offending fingers with her other hand, she shivered, and Sara’s eyes opened completely. “Good morning,” she said sleepily with a smile. (Oh, that’s why. She has a pretty smile. She also has pretty eyes. And a hot body. Which is why you fuck her. That’s it.) “Good morning. Though I’m not sure that’s appropriate for right now.” Sarafine chuckled, closing her eyes and scrunching her face before asking “What time is it?” (And that. That’s why. She’s cute and just a kid and so you want to protect her. You have to. She has fire but not immortality. You’re only doing the right thing. That’s it.) “Um, five.” “Well that’s our morning, isn’t it?” (She is just a friend with benefits. That’s it.) “I suppose so.” “Then I think my good morning is perfectly appropriate.” There was a proud smile on her face. (She’s only human. She’s only human. Romantic-y things are dangerous with vampires let alone humans. Which is fine because you don’t like her romantically.) “I guess it is but I can’t say I’m use to you being appropriate.” Sara chuckled, nuzzling her arm. “I can be when I want to be.” (Human.) “Oh, really?” “Of course. Look, even after sex cuddles,” she said, moving under her arm. (HUMAN.) And of course, Sara looked so pretty and so cute and so vulnerable and last nights make up was smeared across her face and she still smelt of the sex they had and still had a ton of drugs in her system and all of the caring just spilled out of Adelise’s mouth before she could stop herself. “Why do you do this?” Sara’s eyebrows knitted. “Do what? Cuddle? I can move,” she said, beginning to pull away but Adelise pulled her back tight. “No, no, I like this. I meant… the drugs, the sex, the partying? Why?” She raised her eyebrows. “Well why do you?” “Because I’m immortal.” “That’s not an answer. That’s a justification. Everything anyone ever does has some incentive and some kind of positive reinforcement. That’s why anybody does anything.” “Well, that’s my incentive. And I asked you first.” “And I asked you second. What are we, five? And that’s not an incentive. Why do you do it?” “I just… like getting high.” “Me too. I just like getting high.” There was a long pause as they just stared at each other before Sara pulled away. “Do you think your mom will still have coffee out?” “Yeah.” “Do you think she’ll care if I just wear panties and a bra?” “We’re french. She could care less. Juliet might get kind of weird about it though.” “Fine, fine. I’ll wear a shirt.” Sarafine put on a t shirt and went to get coffee. When she came back, she was confronted by a strange sight: Adelise crying on her balcony, only wearing a bra and boy shorts while smoking a joint. Sara hovered in the doorway before saying “You only do drugs because you only like getting high, right?” “Oh, shut up,” Adelise snapped. Sara sat down next to her calmly and said “Pass.” The vampire gave her the joint without a second thought even as tears were running down her face. Sara took a strong hit before she dropped it into a half empty beer bottle. “Hey!” “Right now, you need a minute off the dope. It’ll only make you more anxious, especially with the body high shit you have. Come on. Just split a cigarette with me.” Adelise huffed, crossing her arms like a petulant child. “Fine.” Sara took out the cigarette (Insignia brand always, as if Adelise had just gone into the store and asked for the most expensive one even though Sara knew it was more likely that she had been smoking them since they first came out) and lit it with the tip of her finger. She inhaled deeply then passed it to Adelise. Sara took a deep breath before saying “We’re fucked up. I know we’re fucked up, and I know… you know, I keep away from cocaine and all that because like major depressive but I know the LSD isn’t good. And… I know I’m… not doing it for healthy reasons. And look, we don’t talk about the past much. I’m chill with that. But I know you’re not doing this for great reasons either. I don’t know what they are but… I know it’s not good.” Adelise looked down, holding the cigarette out to the side, and started sobbing. Sarafine took the cigarette from her fingers, smoking it herself while using her free hand to rub Adelise’s back. She didn’t say anything; she knew there was nothing someone like her could say that would help at all. Instead, she just let her cry, and smoked until the cigarette burned down to the finger. “I’m sorry,” Adelise muttered towards the end, wiping her eyes with her arm. “Don’t be. You dealt with me when I was literally puking my guts up and freaking out about the people in the tv being real.” She laughed slightly and Sara grinned in response. “Now come on,” Sara continued. “Let’s split another cigarette, drink our coffee and then have some morning sex. I bet I can make you cum so hard you forget this even happened.” (I love it when she’s crass like that.) “Deal,” Adelise said with a chuckle. Sara smiled and then lit another Insignia.
And when I first met you, there was a garden Growing from a black hole in my mind
-Grunge Blog-
Lua // Bright Eyes
And now I go completely insane
Power is relative || v: who’s gonna save the world || Ingxnii
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Juliet bit her lip and looked away for a second, feeling a pang in her chest, but looked back at Sara, her eyes soft. “You don’t have to be my baby sister by birth to still be amazing.”
She reached over and held her sister’s hand and kissed the top of her forehead. “You are not annoying. And I think we can talk about fitting into our world around us a bit more… well, a bit more as ourselves. Not in a dangerous way, just enough to… maybe let loose a bit more.”
She sighed, shoulders sagging and eyes trained on the floor. “Well... maybe... maybe I do. I mean, you’ve just done so much more with your life than me. You’re a kick ass doctor. I’m just... you know... a pretty face.”
Sara felt tears poke at her eyes for a second as Juliet kissed her, and then she put her head on her shoulder. “Wait... Wait, how so? Please?”
A Freak Like Me || PSYCHOS
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Juliet took a step forward, out of the street lamp’s orange yellow glow, back into the shadows, and shook Sarafine’s hand. “Juliet.”
She didn’t let go of Sarafine’s hand. Instead she squeezed it, smiled, and began to lead her out into the street. Later, she would say that it was simply to keep Sarafine by her side, but in that moment, she knew something felt very right about holding Sarafine’s hand- something that she hadn’t felt ever with anyone or anything. By the next morning, she’d have forgotten it, but just then, it felt perfect.
“Well, Sarafine. I suppose now that we’ve done what I wanted… what would you like to do? Like I said, we’ve hours to kill together.”
Sarafine smiled childishly when she took her hand. She felt a sense of validation with it— she really was good enough for Juliet. And that lit the fire cracker up.
“Well.... I don’t know,” she said with a small shrug. “I mean, I like movies, drugs, clubbing, um... you know... that thing I just did.” She smiled sheepishly, like a child caught in a mischevious trick. “But look, why don’t you choose? Or at least give me an idea?”
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A Return to Insanity || mentalitynotes
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She laughed and shook her head, “That might be true!” Luna couldn’t help but enjoy the moments like these and now she was going to have more of them since Sara was back in the game. The blonde finished making her sandwich before she turned back to her partner in crime. “Mae the best?” She chuckled a little, “Thanks hunnie.” As she started to eat it felt like life was back to where had ought to be and that meant she was back to herself. “I’m glad you like it. I’ve been waiting to do it in case you decided to come back.”
She grinned, nearly jumping up and down in place; she was like an excited puppy. “Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, you’re the best! And this—” she held the file up “— proves it!” She walked back over to Luna, shifting her weight from foot to foot, far too excited to sit. “Awwww, you know I will always come back. Always! I promise you that! I would’ve been back sooner but, you know, over protective sister, blah, blah, blah,” she rambled. “So when do we do it?”
//Spotting a sister\\
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Slipping one of the loosest garments she owned, not caring much about decency, especially around one of her own kind, she turned to find Sara at the doorway. A small, knowing smile curved on her lips, “I know this is all— too much. But all I can say is… if I did it, without anyone else there, then you certainly can. Give it time… and— I’ll…” A pause, a soft breath, “–be here through every step of the way… Now—” She made to pad outside again, heading towards the couch, and patting the spot next to her after she plopped down, “Tell me of news of below…” A somewhat nostalgic hint of a smile flittered over her features, as she still studied the youngling—-reminding her of herself in some ways.
Sara didn’t even blink as she changed, all too use to it under the sea. She squirmed a bit at Gia’s words, unsure what to say and instinctively looked down at the ground. “Th-thank you,” she mumbled, voice barely above a whisper. “Thank you so, so much.” Sara plopped down next to her, pulling her tired and aching legs to her chest. Her eyebrow furrowed as she thought and she rested her chin on her knees, not even noticing that the dried blood was still there. “Uh... I suppose it’s normal. People are stuck between freaking out because there’s even more trash in the ocean and celebrating because so much more room is being made for us— with the melting and everything.”