#fritenite

[watcherofsalem]

@fritenite asked:

❛❛ i'm just saying, if something pops out at me, i'm pushing you and running the other way. ❜❜  from dani!

❛❛ Oh, yeah. Our friendship is really strong if that’s the case, ❜❜ the blonde said, amused. ❛❛ And what would you tell Max? ❜❜

[missreprise]

﹙ @fritenite﹚asked : ❛ listen , bucko . as much as i admire you trying to get yourself killed , don’t . ❜ ( from dani to poppy )

❛ killed? i'm not gonna get myself killed! ❜ well at least she wasn't planning on it anyways. ❛ if you're so worried about it why don't you come with me? ❜ the blonde gave her a teasing smile. ❛ it's not like i'm planning on summoning any witches or anything, just going into the woods to take some photos. ❜ its not like she even believed her parents story anyways, surely there was no way there was any magical connection in those woods. ❛ you could even be in some of the photos if you want! ❜

[0ctobres]

@fritenite liked !

binx emerges from max's room donning one of his tie dye shirts & blue jeans ; denim is a sensation he'll have to adapt to in this century . grin is shy , & he can't seem to pull eyes off of the swirl of color in the center of max's shirt . ❝ this technique of dye is fascinating . . . ❞ muses binx , looking up at dani . ❝ although i'm not so sure if max and i share the same sense of fashion -- plus , it's a bit small on me . ❞ he'll tug at crew neck collar , fabric tight around binx's chest & torso . three centuries & still , he maintains his farmboy build !

[foolishquarry]

“ that all you got? ” laura for travis !!

"All I-?" Travis stopped dead in his tracks, head swiveling to skewer her with an appalled stare. His mouth worked, momentarily lost for words as he flicked a look to the shotgun in her hands and back up to glare her straight in the eye.

"Have y' lost your goddamned mind? My office was Cleared. Out. Just how many shells did you waste?"

[foolishquarry]

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“A little. Yea,” Max tensed but didn’t shy away from the touches. Laura’s fingers were cool against his clammy skin and his cheek leaned into the pleasant sensation after a pause. He shut the water off, exhaling half a laugh to relieve her concern. “It’s fine. I, uh, probably should’ve skipped that last coffee.”

It didn’t seem to occur to him just how rough he looked from her perspective. His spike of restlessness clearly hadn’t brought him by a mirror.

Drying off on a damp dish towel, he turned; lashes low and brows furrowed against the kitchen’s brightness. He caught Laura’s hands under his own. Gently tugged them away, but pressed a kiss to the fold of her thumb before releasing them, his eyes lifting with guilt to the clock over their fridge.

Three AM. She had to be tired, woken up this early.

If green looked odd in the light, if there was a split second gleam of yellow ringed around blown pupils, it could easily be Laura’s imagination. Max leaned back into the counter, already scrubbing the heel of his palms into his eyelids with a sigh. “Christ, Hon’, don’t you have a class in a few hours? Go back to bed, I’ll- take a walk or something.”

[foolishquarry]

@fritenite Laura gets a mid-bicker smooch. Because Max calls BS on not getting out of arguments by ‘acting cute’.

[foolishquarry]

INSOMNIA : for one muse to find the other still awake at 3am. - laura & max :)

"Sorry." Max was forearm deep in steaming sink water, two days’ worth of dishes they'd put off again at bedtime half finished in the drying rack and half scrubbed in his hands. He glanced over his shoulder but didn't turn when the overhead flicked on, eyes squinting shut against the light. "Too loud?"

His shirt was visibly damp at the back and sides, face flushed and moist enough that hair stuck limply to his forehead, agitation or nervousness in the way he didn't stop what he was doing to look at her fully. There was a used pan on the stove that filled their kitchenette with the cooked meat smell of what had to be a frozen burger patty, in spite of them being out of buns for a couple weeks now.

If he'd been driven from bed by a need for midnight snacking, or whatever dark time of morning it was now, he obviously hadn't wanted to be caught.

[novamelt]

@fritenite​ / small ‘n vague for u liking m’lord

   ❝ are you alright ? ❞   a genuine concern - max tries to keep his    voice low. a tentative hand reaches out for comfort, but there is    internal worry about the implication.