#fic:eventide

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Melissa Hughes + text posts (1/?)

“I’m the adult in this situation, which means you’ll do whatever I say.”

“You’re only 16″

“I’m still the adult.”

[emiliachrstine]

Last Sentence Tag Game

I was tagged by: @susiesamurai and @yourpalmoony (thanks for the tag!)

Melissa slammed the locker door, her eyes then fixed on Steve in a deadpanned look. “Fuck off, Harrington.”

Okay, I’m pretty sure everyone’s been tagged. So if you have, you don’t have to do this again!

I tag: @rhaenystargaryen411, @missbb8, @thechantelroyal, @itsaprophetthing, @ginnygardener, @fraysquake and anyone else who wants to do this!

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Chapter Three: The Girl from Mirkwood, Part Two

Melissa pushed open the basement door, taking care with how she closed it. The first thing she did was retrieve her jacket from the coat rack and stumbled out the front door. She quickly shrugged on her jacket and went to fish out the cigarettes from the pocket. She placed a cigarette between her lips, lit the end and sucked in a long breath. As she held the cigarette between her index and middle finger, she noticed that her hand was starting to shake.

"Fuck."

What the hell was going on? For a brief moment, Melissa thought she was in some sort of weird dream. Everything that occurred in the last fifteen minutes were so bizarre. There is no way any of it happened. A girl who has the ability to move things with her mind? Yeah, right. It had to be a dream. She even pinched herself in the arm, trying to wake herself up. A wave of horror came over her when she realized that she was awake, and this was happening.

Come on, Hughes. You have to make a decision.

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Melissa Hughes + moodboard

You touch any of those kids, it’ll be the last thing you ever do.

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Melissa Hughes + character posters

“I can’t believe I just agreed to this. I’m going to get so much shit for this!“

psd template: @bellamysgirl​

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The Babysitters

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Eventide Official Story Cover 

inspired by: @yourpalmoony​‘s posters

[emiliachrstine]

E V E N T I D E;

I’m responsible for you boys now. And you’ll do as I say. So if I tell you to run and get the hell out of here, you run and get the hell out, understood?