#briillicnt

[miidnighters-a]

starter for @briillicnt

It was quiet when Bella arrived at the diner - graveyard shifts tended to be - which meant she spotted the other even before ducking into the back to change into her uniform. She'd started picking up shifts at the 24-hour diner a few weeks ago, able to come and go during the night without getting burnt, and was enjoying the Americana feel of decades past that lingered there.

It hadn't taken long for Bella to take note of the man who came in again and again, and then for her to strike up a sort of camaraderie with the other.

"Can I top you up?" British accent faint now, the blonde approaches his table with coffee pot in hand, propping her hip against the back of the opposite booth chair. "You look like you're working awfully hard. Again."

[inventorsdaughter-a]

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“every day i think of the library of alexandria and cry a little bit”

[nowat-shesdaylight]

       “will you forgive my soul when you're too wise to trust me and too old to care?”

@briillicnt / evermore lyric sc. + ty!

[singersonlydaughter]

@briillicnt​ followed!

“I would normally not agree to this sort of thing, but under the circumstances--”

[fxreverfame]

@briillicnt​

“--After all this time, you didn’t figure that out?” Beau took a drag from his cigarette, inhaling the chemicals into his lungs for just a moment. The male exhales shortly after, a hum leaving his lips as he did so. “She and I had a thing for a long time. Of course she is my kid. Hayden barely looks like Antoinette.”

[rosefromdeath-a]

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                              "I know you're worried about Bella, Jacob ... we all are ... but I promise we're gonna do everything we can to help her."

[mirrorhaunted]

    Classically, she aches. Done this to herself, once again. Self inflicted torture in his presence. Guess the stereotype is really true: vampires are masochists. Or had she been one in life too? Unable to stay away from Henry no matter the danger. Her own selfishness enough to not only ruin him but herself and countless others in the process. Here she was again standing over kindling, holding a canister of fucking gasoline. 

    No matter how much it hurts her, she’d just stand there, letting herself burn for him. Billy is so much like him, at first thought. Dead ringer. Moment after moment it is the creeping realization that he and Henry are nothing alike. It should make it easier - give her a reason to leave him. Even then that isn’t enough. It is with undying obsession that she stays. Blue eyes drift, pale to the opposing peeling wallpaper. He’s speaking about something. Someone. But her mind is far too busy twisting cruel thoughts to pay close enough attention: 

     “Hasn’t anyone told you it’s dangerous to play with knives?”

      / @briillicnt​​ for Billy Loomis

[laydiibug]

@briillicnt asked: “What a pretty little disaster you will be” Hades/Hera

“I don’t know whether to be offended or amused. Probably some of each” The goddess gave a little groan as she settled into her chaise, trying to relax. “As much as I resent being called a disaster, you might just be right, I’ve surely felt like one for most of my existence. But enough about me, I’m sure you didn’t come all the way here just to listen to my whining, dear brother, or to tease me. Would you like a drink?”