#faithslipped

[serpcntes-a]

@faithslipped​: “ you pull me in and i’m a little more brave. ” ( poe )

Well, that is a flattering compliment. ❝ I can’t always be around so just be careful, yeah? ❞ Still, he’d do his best to help whenever she needed, whether because of trouble or of any emotional reasons. ❝ You gonna be okay? I can stay a little longer, if you’d like. ❞ 

[m1kaelsons]

@faithslipped​​  /  ‘  hidden  bodies  ’  memes  .

‘  there  is  something  wrong  with  me  .  ’

             he  looks  as  though  he  doesn’t  believe  her  ,  skeptical  brow  raised  .  she  seems  rather  close  to  perfect  from  where  he’s  sitting  ,  not  that  he’d  be  quick  to  share  that  sentiment  .  ‘  like  what  ,  love  ?  ’   he  inquires  ,  though  his  tone  implies  false  boredom  .  ‘  if  we’re  going  to  start  naming  things  that  are  wrong  with  us  ,  i  think  you’ll  find  my  list  is  much  longer  than  yours  .  ’  

[luckhissoul]

they had been driving for what felt like months. was it months? weeks? he’s not entirely sure. because all the bloody days seem to blur into the others. there was the afternoon that he had saved her - sure, he had been the one wounded. and her insistence had helped. but dragging her out of the bloody store and away from whatever flaming pack of the dead was going to come after them. had she said that she didn’t want to go to vegas? sometime back there, over the music that he’s still playing. he had asked her a million questions. evaded having to answer any of his own. it was easier to not have to answer questions. he had a destination and that was what mattered. vegas sounded safe. and he was going to make sure he took her somewhere safe. he had to. he didn’t like the feeling of owing someone. it felt like too much. 

was she sulking about vegas? light, but wasn’t that something? sulking in this sort of bloody situation. with a heavy breath he reaches forward to turn down the music. “vegas has a million stores to raid, casinos and i guess i heard something about a base or something. who knows what’s still there?” did the idea of it really sound that bad to her? he hoped that she didn’t ask him to turn around and drive some place else. not that he would do it. but still, he bloody well hoped. 

an over due starter for @faithslipped​

[bcbliophile]

@faithslipped​ Ella & Alicent

“Your step mother is a horrid woman, I had the displeasure of meeting her once at her wedding and that was enough for me. . . I was sorry to hear of your father’s passing, is there anything I can do to help?” At the very least she would get a decree that she was a legitimate child that should shush the wagging tongues, perhaps she could take her on as one of her ladies, get her out of that house and away from that odious woman and her offspring. 

[therelentless]

“Do you really think the curse is real?”

{ @faithslipped ;;

His eyes widen as he slowly and dramatically got up from his seat. "The curse! Of course! Yes! That's it! You're so right." Did Nandor believed in curses? absolutely. Did he think that a curse was responsible for how things ended up between them that last time they saw each other? no, but if it took the responsible off his shoulders, why would he say otherwise. "This is the kind of shit witches always pull. They just hate, but hate seeing people happy. -- Who would have thought! you’re so very smart." He gave himself a thumbs up.

[m1kaelsons]

@faithslipped​  /  ‘  hidden  bodies  ’  memes  .

‘  we  all  get  our  hearts  broken  .  ’ 

                     his  trademark  smirk  holds  a  sardonic  edge  ,  calloused  fingers  sporting  a  precarious  grip  on  his  glass  of  whiskey  .   ‘  only  if  you’re  an  amateur  ,  love  .  ’  he  drains  the  drink  with  ease  ,  appearance  entirely  unruffled  .  if  one  is  to  go  by  his  reputation  alone  ,  you’d  think  he  ate  his  own  heart  when  he  was  a  child  .  and  perhaps  ,  metaphorically  at  least  ,  that’s  somewhat  based  in  reality  .  ‘  if  you’re  handing  your  heart  to  someone  and  giving  them  the  chance  to  break  it  ,  you’re  doing  something  wrong  .  ’  his  words  are  accompanied  by  a  careless  shrug  .  

[fantasmaz]

❛  i like the company.  ❜                   @faithslipped

this  kindness  is  a  curse                   something  that  gets  under  frida’s  skin  and  makes  her  twitch.  everything  comes  with  a  cost,  she  believes,  and  attachment  is  the  most  expensive.  an  expense  that  she  can’t  really  afford,  and  the  disappointment  is  present  on  her  face  for  a  split  second.  it’s  a  curse  because  frida  doesn’t  absolutely  hate  elladora’s  presence,  despite  the  perceived  air  of  famed  naivety.  how  unfortunate.  frida’s  blood  pressure  would  probably  benefit  from  her  chilling  the  fuck  out  every  now  and  then.                   “    hmph,    ”    they  hum.  an  obvious  signal  that  frida  doesn’t  quite  know  how  to  respond.  then,  there’s  a  single  nod  of  acknowledgement,  followed  by  the  slurping  of  a  strawberry  shake.  something  heavy  and  gross  that  her  stomach  will  regret  later,  but  something  sugary  enough  to  keep  her  going  for  another  hour  or  so.  “    appreciate  the  sentiment,  but  i  feel  like  there’s  at  least  four  other  people  in  your  life  you  can  call  for  company    ...    who  aren’t  your  driver,    ”  not  meant  to  be  mean,  but  rather,  frida  is  poking  fun  at  the  absurdity.  one  hand  pulls  off  the  steering  wheel  to  shovel  a  few  fries  into  her  mouth.  pristine  white  jaguar,  the  smell  of  freshly  cleaned  leather,  top  down,  breeze  blowing,  music  humming.  maybe  it’s  not  too  bad  after  all.  but  she's  going  to  be  a  grump  anyways.  tried  and  true  tactics.  “    personally  ?  i  would  just  call  a  friend.    ”

[unsettledcreatures]

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