#discsters

[blossomhcney]

@discsters​ ‘i promise you i’ll be better. i promise you i’ll try.’ / easton + victoria

“you’re doing just fine, kid.” he rests his hand against her shoulder and squeezes it lightly. “we all fuck up, right? you’re back, that’s all that matters. we can deal with the other shit later. for now, just... try and keep your head down maybe. don’t stress so fucking much. you’ll give me a headache,” he teases, hand lifting to cup her cheek before he wraps his arms around her and pulls her in for a cuddle. “you ain’t gotta be better, vic. you just gotta be safe, darlin’. i know you’ll try, even though i just said don’t. shit’s been fucked up around here for a real and we all know that, don’t we?” a light kiss is pressed to the top of her head and he rubs along her back slowly. truth be told, she was like his little sister and not knowing where she was or if she was safe, it fucked with him for a little while there. but she was back and that was all that mattered. anything else was trivial now. 

[gcttis]

⚡ & ⚠️ / for lu & camilla !

⚡ an angry text.

‘ i saw you riding without your helmet on!!!! im gonna kill you if the dangers of riding without a helmet hasn’t already missy!!!!!!! ’

⚠️ a text meant for someone else.

‘ okay but how much weed is too much??? like what’s comatose levels of marijuana?????? ’

[blossomhcney]

@discsters​.

❝ i swear, if you don’t stop being so annoying, ❞ he mused, smacking camilla’s hand away from him. a smile graced his features, so it was all harmless fun. if he couldn’t playfully tell her off, who could he? the fair was going over well and he was kind of impressed that there had been no fights. of course, the night was still young. just because he had told the diablos that, under no circumstances, were they to engage in a fight, it didn’t mean they were going to listen. oliver wrapped his arm around her shoulders and sighed. ❝ you want a hot dog? i wasn’t hungry and now i can smell them. ❞

[blossomhcney]

@discsters​.

ollie places the coffee cup down on the desk and smiles as he lifts his own to his lips. he drops the bag of doughnuts down and takes a seat. he’s already had two doughnuts on the way here, but he knows camilla won’t complain. this is just something he does occasionally, brings her coffee and doughnuts to have a chat. whether it’s quick or in depth has more to do with how their days are going and if they have the time or energy for it. but it’s a nice way to break up the days. ❝ there’s only three in there. which is nothing new, we both know i like to have a couple on the way. ❞ he grins and gets himself comfortable in the chair, sipping at his coffee. today, surprisingly, was a good day. ollie felt good and he hoped camilla did, too. if not, he was sure he could charm his way into making her feel the same. ❝ do you know what i am craving right now? a good burger and a milkshake. what do you say we finish up these and we go by miss gina’s and grab a bite? ❞

[blossomhcney]

@discsters​ ‘just because i left doesn’t mean that i’m not still there.’ / ana + camilla

“i actually think that’s sort of exactly what it meant, camilla. you left. you were... gone. you weren’t here.” perhaps if silas had still be around, this would not have hit ana so hard. it’s not so much the lying that causes her heart to ache almost to the point of breaking, it’s that she had mourned for a friend that was still alive. still out there and safe. well, to what extent, ana was not entirely sure, but now she was back and presumably trying to get her life back to normal. and ana would happily allow her that but it didn’t mean she was not going to have trouble with it. “are you... are you okay? where were you? what...” she trails off, mostly at a loss for words because she’s staring in the face of a close friend who was dead but is now not. she’s standing in front of her, in the clear light of day, looking just as she had a day or two before she had ‘died’. “you’re not leaving again, are you?” her words are small and soft and the intention is clear, because ana is unsure if she could handle that again. 

[blossomhcney]

@discsters​ ‘i could try to calm you down, but i know you won’t.’ / oliver + camilla

he scoffs at her statement and folds his arms over his chest. “i hardly think that’s a fair thing to say after the shit you pulled, cam.” the nickname falls so easily from his mouth and he realises he has missed it. he’s missed saying her name because he thought she was gone but here she stood in front of him like nothing had happened. “how am i meant to calm down when somebody i was told was dead is standing in front of me? like, you know, please tell me how that’s meant to go. because i actually want to know what your idea is here.” he cocks an eyebrow and leans against his desk, watching her closely. it hasn’t even crossed his mind that his desk used to be hers or that he sits where she used to. not now, anyway. he’s thought about it before and it was always painted with guilt and sorrow. but now, he just feels anger towards her because it had been fake. sure, he would let her explain herself because that was only fair, but until such a time, oliver was livid. 

[eoncrellin]

♦

Send me a “♦” for the first word my muse thinks of when I mention your muse.

Camilla: Powerful

Victoria: Soldier

[blossomhcney]

@discsters​

❝ i know. i got lucky. ❞ eve shrugged and folded her arms over her chest, sucking her lower lip between her teeth. she sometimes felt a little bit like a child under camilla’s gaze, like she was being reprimanded for doing something wrong. and right now, she could at least admit that getting involved in the brawl was a mistake. but it didn’t change how much she hated feeling like a child and guilty for something. she fucking despised feeling guilty for doing things because she was an adult and her choices were hers and she owned them and accepted responsibility for what she had done. and yet, feeling like a guilty child made her feel physically sick. eve sighed and rubbed her hand over her mouth, pushing her shoulders back and standing a little taller. ❝ i didn’t get hit and i feel fine. my knuckles are the only thing affected and i’ll live. to be honest, i’m actually more annoyed at you for getting involved. that is far more dangerous than me being in it, cam. ❞ deflecting was one of eve’s greatest talents, but it always helped when she meant what she said, and camilla putting herself in harms way was frustrating and angered eve. she may have known what she was doing, but that didn’t mean that somebody wouldn’t seek to hurt her when her guard was down, whilst she was distracted with something else. ❝ did you get hurt? ❞