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“Looking for something?” ( hades to lil ! )

( late night wanderings sentence starters — @disconnectng )

a narrow alley. dark and dingy. the flickering neon sign of an obscure tattoo parlor still opened in wee hours was the only shining beacon to irradiate the way to those who lurk in the night. flashes of carmine illuminated her figure. she sometimes sparkle when the lights hit her glittery dress just right. lithe steps halted and her heels turned to face the familiar voice. “i’m looking for an adventure,” she mused, lying through her teeth that perhaps she has gotten herself lost on her way back to the party after playing around with a human, in which she eventually discovered that such person resembled a lackluster wall instead of a sinful flesh she can devour. pride. lilith was so full of it. nonetheless, it took her by surprise that the ruler of the underworld appeared before her in this realm. now that she thought about it, she was too enamored about the mortals and their blasphemies that announcing her presence to some of her good friends who currently roam the earth like her seemed to have slipped her mind. the taste of desire and desperation of the humans was too sweet, so addicting. hanging around the living has yet to pale in comparison with the dead. she left her post and stepped into the shadows to approach her closest confidante, reaching out a hand to cast a gentle caress at the deity’s face. “hades, darling, it’s been a while,” her crimson-stained lips curled into a fond smile. “i thought you’d still be down there once i return, but alas, i lost track of time. i hope my sudden absence did not hinder you from your duties.”

#disconnectng #✖ lilith #✖ contact #✖ mail #[ i forgot to publish this before i went on a trip im dumb im sorry love me :(((((

Morning after. Empty room.

Fingers scratch at the empty mattress beside her, and, instantly, SHE KNOWS. Like a sucker punch, her head is pounding, too many drinks, the vague memory of having lost a bet. How eyes meet across the room, they’re never too far, he’s, never too far, and tonight his hands graze at her waist and he speaks so sweetly, like the way she’d roll her eyes at if she were sober. She’s heard all this before. Heard him, play, games with hearts and souls, and yet, she’s kissing him in the grimy smudged reflection in her elevator, and, they’re stumbling inside and stripping down like they can’t wait, and then--

-- and then she’s waking up in another room. Not empty this time. Must have dozed off, while he was in the shower, and, he hands her the money he owes her and she smiles the way he’d like her too, thanks him, too, though she’s ANGRY that she fell asleep. Pockets the cash and pouts, girlishly, before slipping on her shirt, ignoring how the hotel sheets scratched against her and, he left bruises somewhere on her arm. She’s got places to be, and he’s got a family, she thinks, but she kisses him on his cheek and they make arrangements to meet again, some other time.

Shoes peel against the pavement, she’s standing in the artificial lighting of a convenience store, tired eyes, smudged makeup beneath, she’s got her hands on a bottle of juice when she sees him, all too casual, walking by. Not ON THE JOB tonight, no, they’re not set to run a shipment til tomorrow afternoon, and she doesn’t stop herself from swinging out the door and into his way with the wideness of a smile that they wear now to forget. “What’s up, stranger?” and she laughs, like it’s all the first time -- damn him. Damn her. Damn this life.

a starter for @disconnectng // woo

#disconnectng #❝ threads ❞ ┆ the revolution will be televised !#❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i was a different person then !#❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ lost girl verse ┆ i'm afraid i can't explain myself !

@disconnectng “You see that person? I think they’re following us.” ( from mia, for our spoiled rich kid club :') ) prompt i cant be bothered finding

head turns, eyes up the person in question. he wouldn’t be surprised, wouldn’t be the first time they’d been followed. not the first time for him, at the least. “okay.” hand is placed on her lower back, guiding her to go where he goes. weaving through people, between buildings. soon finding themselves face to face with a bus pulling into a bus stop. he has no idea where it’s going and public transport is one of the grossest things in the world in vinnie’s eyes, but desperate times. hand moves from her back to her hand, drags her up into the bus with him and hastily throws out whatever cash he has in his pocket, telling the driver to keep the change despite the hefty tip that’d be. he moves them through to one of the back seats, no one else seemingly around. “i know this sucks, but it’ll get us... somewhere else. we should be safe.”

#disconnectng #「 i — answered 」#「 i — answered memes 」#「 ii — in character 」#「 ii — main verse 」#「 ii — main arc one 」

* @disconnectng ( & any muse of yours ) is getting a starter!

⸰ ♡ ❛ "blue is definitley your color.” maya stated, eyes still facing the menu she was looking at and not too much on the person, although she had put a notice in the blue jacket they were wearing, and it did suit them a lot. and maya was never one to hold back on the compliments she knew. “what do you recommend? i usually take the iced americano, but it is very cold.”

#disconnectng #⸰ ♡ ❛ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: maya.

a lil' gif request for the beautiful man that is rome flynn

oh nice ! we love him we do !! i’ll definitely keep him in mind, thank you !!

#i see your other ask thank you for correcting the request bit love <3 #*s #disconnectng #*a

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 : @disconnectng

after spending what felt like eternity in axnos, only to be awaken by astroth to wreak the havoc they sought at the beginning of times, rin cowered in the face of humanity. they had evolved and changed over time, something rin was certain the gods did NOT. they were the same old selfish bastards they always had been. humans were selfish in other ways; they weren’t selfish in a “throw a plague on a small village in egypt because you were out of wine” kind of selfish. they had advanced technology so much that rin was merely curious. a computer, a phone, a camera and a calculator all in the palm of their hand. it impressed rin.

she stole a cell phone from a purse hanging in the women’s restroom at the train station. she had told astroth she was going for a walk. it wasn’t a lie. she walked a ways away from the apartment they were squatting in and to the busy train station. this wait for power was too exhausting for rin. she wanted freedom. what’s tinder?

in this complete lack of attention as she beelined away from the station, rin rammed right into a body. their cores collided with a force so great it sent rin tumbling over and fumbling the phone from her grip. she ate shit and fell right to the pavement but watched in horror as the phone took a sharp right and into the street and plummeted down the sewer drain. the anger that she felt the second it clicked powered her and she spun up and forward to face her presumed assailant.

“ you’re about to climb your ass down there and retrieve that for me, or so help you. ”

#★゜・。。・゜゜・RIN : THREAD.#disconnectng #!! idk idk!!#i hope rin was alright!#if not it's nbd i can write up another!

— 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 《 @disconnectng'𝔰 : Rozalijae 》

. ✧ . * . ˚ HE’S BEEN AWAKE SINCE FOUR IN THE MORNING, a day still doesn’t go by where he’s not awake before dawn. he’s usually greeted by his small apartment in new york city, humble and more fitting for a broke graduate student. today he woke in an unfamiliar bed, accompanied by the songs of a songbird and the rain. amadeus opened his eyes to see long dark curls by his shoulder. a genuine smile blesses his features as he reached over to softly brush the locks out of her face. but a heavy sigh followed right after, a deep dark sigh of far too many memories that a single mind could handle.

amadeus currently stood on the balcony of a cabin in the middle of the smokey mountains of north carolina. a hot cup of coffee and a warm knitted cardigan were the only things keeping him warm. the fog was only starting to lift from the sea of pine and he couldn’t help but feel all the stress in his body dissolve with the sound of soft rain.

god, what was he doing? roza didn’t know she was spending the week in a forest with a thirteen-hundred year old supernatural being and frankly, he wanted to keep it that way. she wouldn’t plan on keeping him around forever, would she? he promised himself that it wouldn’t happen again, it’s hard enough watching the generations around him grow old — let alone seeing that with the people who loved him back.

a few hours passed by without him knowing. it’s usually why he wakes up so goddamn early, all the hauntings weren’t worth sleeping through. it wasn’t worth waking someone else up for a moment of comfort and pity. she was humoring him. there was no way that this could be serious, though he’d let her have her fun. a good memory for her when she’s living her life as intended. a memory of a museum historian fixing a breakfast for two on a romantic getaway in the mountains, something she could relive and chuckle about when she’s paying her kids’ college tuition in monthly increments.

he quietly opened the bedroom door, the sun was only starting to turn the sky a light shade of pink, and she was still asleep. amadeus sat on the edge of the bed and began tapping the end of her nose, smiling mischievously.

“ hey, hey. psst. wake up, i’m bored. ”

#disconnectng #⟢ lay me down where the coal gleams ⦂ 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖘 ˎˊ˗ * ✧ 《001》 amadeus.#⟢ i ask of you p l e a s e take me home⦂ 𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖊 ˎˊ˗ * ✧ 《012》amadeus.#⟢ surely the right time will come / surely it won’t be long ⦂ 𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖚𝖊 ˎˊ˗ * ✧ 《003》main.