#for lillie

[sugararmor]

Per Götesson SS21 ‘For Lillie’

[geassgreen]

Time to go get the new Lillie game- I mean new Pokemon game!

[frankflanflakes]

Where was your character born?

Born in America- although she doesn't claim it as her home anymore.

Do they have an ‘accent’?

Her normal accent has a touch of Irish to it, as her parents were immigrants. But she has been just about everywhere so most of that has worn away. She often uses German pet names for the people in her life, however.

Has your character fought in/lived through a war?

Both WWI & WWII, and she spent time in Cuba during their revolution. During WWI she danced for the troops and WWII saw her teaching the Hilter Youth to waltz.

Do they like literature or the arts? If so, do they gravitate to a certain genre?

Of course. xD She gravitates to older things, so old cinema, old musicals, old symphonies- but she also enjoys some contemporary things. 

Is your character a racist?(lbr, there probably will be a lot of racist vampires)

Used to be. Honestly, she's more classist than anything. 

Is your character an opportunist?

Yes. Principles are for someone who isn't dead.

Is your character a killer? By choice or necessity?

Both. All day long. She often sees humans as cattle, but still tries hard for their acceptance. It's a bit of a struggle between her two sides at all times.

Does your character have a favorite time period or decade?

Probably the 20's. Right after she was turned.

Who is your characters celebrity crush?

Celebrities- bitch, she is a celebrity.

What happened to their family?

She left her mother behind during WWI- it's assumed the woman died (although I plan on requesting her). And her father died a few decades ago. 

Are they in/have they ever been in love?

Yes. With her sire. And a few humans she tried to turn but failed.

How do they feel about humans?

COOOOWSSS. LOVE ME.

[deathofbachelor]

so i was reading othello and

[moeedarling]

My Savior.

For Lillie. Niall finds out you cut. 

You slam the bathroom in a rush of fury, depression and anxiety. You have to do something, anything to forget about the pain.

You couldn't help it. This entire life wasn't going how you planned and the pain helped you. In some weird twisted way, it helped you. You smiled ironically, as you were completely disgusted with yourself. Thoughts rushed through your mind. 

Not good enough. Not pretty enough. Not beautiful enough. Not smart enough. Not curvy enough, yet not skinny enough either. Not perfect.

The thoughts flooded through, your mind engulfed in the things you've ever felt insecure about. You felt the tears glide down your cheeks like some kind of flood gate opened in your tearducks. They just wouldn't stop. 

So you pressed even harder down on the soft skin just above your knee. Your wrist was to obvious. People would know then. And you could get away with this. Not wearing shorts because it's kind of chilly outside, or you just didn't have any clean ones. You had excuses for this. But not for the small bloody lines that would've decorated your wrists. 

"Lillie!" Niall's voice floated through the bathroom door. It was like an angel, stopping you just before you did something you knew you would've regretted later. 

"Be one second Niall!" Your voice cracked. You thought for half a second what he thought you were doing in here. Because he kept on pounding his fist on the door. 

"No! Now! Lillie! Open this door!" He screamed. You involuntarily let out a yelp as the blade made a small incision in your skin. The blood took a moment, but the pain... Oh the relief was instant. 

"Lillie!" He screamed. "Guys! Someone help me!" You couldn't help yourself this time. Maybe it was time for you to just give up. Things couldn't be like this anymore. You understood that some people wouldn't like you when you started to date Niall. You understood that maybe there would be some jealous people out there. You thought you were doing good at not letting weakness show. You thought you were strong. But when his mother pointed out how you're becoming skin and bones, or when Harry comments that you never smile anymore, or especially when Niall tells you he feels like you don't wanna be with him anymore, that's when things snapped inside of you. That was just the icing on the cake.

Being with him was Heaven. It truly was. The things that came with dating him was Hell. 

You pressed the blade to your skin once again and gently moved your hand, the blood from the cut just above it seeping into the new red line. 

You whimpered as tears started to pour. You don't care. If he already knew what you were doing, there was no point in hiding the scars.You stood and held your hand over the sink. You pressed the small, blood coated razor to your wrists. One small flick of your hand and more of the crimson liquid filled your blurry, tear soaked vision. 

"Lillie! Open this door!" You heard Harry shout from the other side. There was a constant banging on the door now. You knew he wasn't alone any longer. 

"Lillie!" Louis screamed. You prayed for the door to stay shut. You don't want anyone to see what you're doing to yourself. 

You make more little lines in your skin, letting your warm blood fill the sink, soak into the carpet. 

"Lillie!! NO!" Niall bellowed, the door swinging open. You closed your eyes. making another cut before countless pairs of arms were grabbing at you. 

You opened your eyes to find yourself in Niall's arms. He had tears staining his own cheeks as he cradled you. Zayn came rushing in with bandages and threw one roll of them to Liam. Instantly grabbing your arms that held Niall tightly, Zayn wrapped your wrists until the red did not soak through the pretty pretty white of the gauze. You felt the same happening to your knee simultaneously. 

"Niall." You whimpered. He shook his head, leaning it down to press his lips against yours. When he pulled back, you whispered to him. "I just wanted to be perfect. You deserve perfect." 

He continued to shake his head. "You are perfect." 

You felt a small smile shine through, falling for him even more. 

A while later, Harry and Louis were washing the blood from your palms, the sink and throwing away all razors. Zayn was lost in thought as he smoked on the balcony of the hotel you guys were in. Liam was laying on the couch, starring at the ceiling, waiting for Niall to call for him again. 

Niall had brought you to the bed he slept in with you last night. Since you were in a hotel, it was stiff but comfortable. He held you in his arms, almost like he was scared to let go. That's where Liam came in. Getting food, drinks, a different movie, anything. 

You looked up at those sparkling blue eyes, the ones that saved you. "I love you Niall." You said quietly. He nodded, tears filling his eyes. 

"I love you too. I almost lost you today. I thought.. I thought things were getting better. I'm trying okay Lillie? I'm trying so hard sometimes I feel like I'm being over protective and clingy and driving you away." He sighed. "But you've gotta come to me instead of those razors. They almost stole you. I won't ever let anything happen to you. If we need to delete your twitter, or anything like that, please tell me. We can do it. I promise I'll do anything for you. I promise." 

You nuzzle your head into his, and nod. "I promise to come to you next time I feel like I need to do that. Things just.. I don't wanna talk about it." You whisper. He squeezes you. You sigh just before adding, "You're my savior." 

He kisses the top of your head. "I'll be your savior, if you'll be mine. Stay with me forever." You kiss his lips, slowly, passionately. He whispers into your hair, "How about another movie?" He whispers. You nod, causing him to yell out for Liam. The day becomes a good one, your life becomes even better. But it wouldn't of happened without these men in your life. Especially the one you love with all of your heart. 

I hoped you liked it babe. Shoot me a message and tell me what you thought? :) Xxx