#c: dev

[selwyndalessi]

@deldupont​

Above all else, Selwyn was a planner. Though many were convinced that she simply acted out of spontaneity, most of her moves were well calculated beforehand.

But not this time.

She’d heard the news later than most, cooped up in a small corner of Lou’s Diner with a cup of coffee (three shots espresso and one scoop of white chocolate) filling out paperwork. And when she did, there was no force on Earth, magical or otherwise, that could stop her from seeking out Delphine Dupont. She had made a mistake years ago, not being there for Del after her kidnapping. The parallel of the current situation was not lost on her, and she had no intention of repeating one of her greatest regrets.

Selwyn stood on the driveway leading up to House Endine, more nervous and worried than she’d like to admit. Del would be closed off, she knew. Maybe even angry, because anger was easier than fear. Maybe the blonde would yell and kick at her. But it didn’t matter, because Selwyn was more than happy to stomach it all, if only she could catch a glimpse of her friend and confirm she would eventually be okay.

Sel concentrated on the house in front of her, pushing away at all the thoughts within until she found a familiar mind, one with just as many shadows as diamonds. Del. A short message, barely a whisper in the girl’s head, deliberately mild as to not scare her on top of the current situation.

[hudscnburke]

“Be honest– you come here to talk to me or to ask me for a favor?” Hudson asked the other with an eyebrow raised. “Recently it’s been a lot of the latter so I just wanted to clear the air before we get started on finding you some cursed book or ancient jewelry.”

@devmacmillan

[bluesbanks]

text 📲 blue + dev.

Blue: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2A-MJTK4Ms0

Blue: Happy Thursday Dev ✨

[bellscaldwell]

Where: Quinn and Michael’s basement (lol)

When: Friday evening

With: @devon--reynolds

In the past few weeks, Bella had grown a liking to Devon. After their first meeting at the book store, they began talking more. Sometimes the conversations were brief: him on the way out of the store as she was just going in. They would exchange pleasantries and wish each other well for the day. Other times, he would stay well past opening hours so they could talk, pacing the aisles of the empty store. In those moments, Bella wished away all potential business of the day, hoping to have more free time to learn about him. On the off chance they missed each other, Bella would walk into the store and find paper cranes left around for her to find, some accompanied by notes. The gesture was small, but the smile that spread across her face when she came upon them was wide. She found comfort in these small exchanges and kept the cranes in her purse. 

After a particularly boring work day, Bella put the address Devon had given her earlier that day into her maps app. His invitation to his place surprised her at first, the location more intimate than their typical hang outs at the diner by the shop, but she accepted enthusiastically as she did each time he invited her somewhere. When she arrived, she surveyed the property for the separate entrance he had described. She knocked softly on the door, desperately hoping she had found the right place. She would be mortified to find out she was knocking on a stranger’s door as the sun went down. She breathed a sigh of relief when his familiar face appeared in the doorframe. “Happy Friday,” she said with a smile.

[sorenhawkins]

“Blue’s cute,” Soren declared, after their 21st birthday recovery lunch had arrived. “She help you with this?” She reached over the table and touched his freshly dyed hair with a smile. @devonte-vern

[gayslutsrp]

@naughty-bxys​

Dev had been having a great weekend, visiting his sister’s family for the first time in years. His older sister and he had had over a decade between them making him closer to his niece Fiona’s age than his sister. Which meant that after his sister died and his parents decided to basically abandon Frank and the kids he hadn’t been able to any of them until now. He’d been having a great time and they’d made sure to show him all the ‘fun’ spots in town including the club he was at. It was a nice lace with sexy strippers and go go boys including a cute little thing in a school girl outfit. He couldn’t see him too well but the body type was just how he liked which was enough for him to order a private room with him and have them let him know he wanted he works before entering said room and waiting.>

[50shadesofcristian]

if i have to hangout with my sister all day, i’m gonna shoot myself. @dev-the-developer @yaboi-dallas @queen-of-syn where you at???

[thefivels]

open to: m/f/nb (based off this)

Dev leaned forward, rocking on his heels as he situated himself on the cold floor, his shoulders scraping against the jutting brick of the building he leaned against. A cigarette dangled precariously from his lips as he inhaled, hands cupped to block the flame that flicked from his lighter. The small flickering lighter was enough to cast a shadow against his face, the crackle of the burn sounding in the night. He pocketed the lighter not soon after his cigarette was lit and lifted the bird-bone stick from between his lips, pinching it between his thumb and index finger. The side door he was situated outside the bar opened and he blew out his breath as he glanced over to see who had stepped out onto the back porch of the bar that was crawling with others who sought a temporary distraction. His tongue snaked out to wet his nicotine-stained lips, “Hey-” He greeted, his words clipped by his accent and own laziness, his greeting cut short by his craving for another drag to settle the restlessness that settled at the pit of his stomach. “Is the music any better inside now?”