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as they walk down the street to get coffee, the sunny shores neighborhood looks bright. how did they remove all the winter wonderland decorations? what happened to the shuttles? it would've taken him less time to get to sadie's. he'd texted her earlier, you wanna get coffee? i can pick you up in 20. and now, under a blue sky, leon shares the thought that's been on his mind since last friday. "i didn't know you have a daughter."
@wandererfms
@sadiepratt
Lucius ran a nervous hand through his hair as he waited outside the Town Hall steps. It was 5:00 and universal ‘off time’ by generic government workday standards. He’d had some business with Ms. Kane earlier, but this time when he went in, he made sure to actually pay attention to the name placards on the desks. He spotted the name Sadie Pratt and once he saw her at her desk, he knew he’d be able to pick her out of a crowd. Her fiery red hair made her stick out in a way that Lucius found he rather liked. He hated that, after all this time, he was finally meeting her, but under the most unwelcome of circumstances. He watched as the employees poured out of the Town Hall, eager to get home and he kept his eyes open for the bright hair. When he spotted her, he steeled his resolve, took a deep breath and purposely stepped out in front of her. He didn’t know what else to do so he stood there a moment, absolutely still, his hands buried deep in the pockets of his hoodie until he finally cleared his throat and said, “Miss Sadie Pratt, yes?” He found it best he used his professional tone despite not looking professional at all in his ‘comfy’ clothing. The truth was that he felt more invisible in a hoodie and that’s what he needed to feel at the moment. “Lucius Harper. We have a few mutual friends. I’m afraid I may need your help.”
leon's sitting on the grass next to sadie. the vibe is chill. if this was any other time, he'd be smoking a cigarette and drinking beer out of a paper bag. but the hiatus he took, the several days he disappeared, showed him that maybe he can change his bad habits. "i like these kinds of days," leon says, looking around through his pink sunglasses.
@wandererfms
after getting a few cigarettes and a bottle of beer in his system, leon feels ready to fucking party. he stands next to the bar when he sees sadie. "aye," he smiles at her, approaching the harley quinn woman. "i like your costume," he says to break the ice.
@wandererfms
do you ever regret splitting up with Delilah?
"Nah, definitely not, it was the right thing to do and looking back on it, I'm really proud of us for realizing it was the right decision even when we were so young and in a lot of ways weren't ready to give up on each other yet. We did it for Sadie, she deserved better than having her parents always fighting 'cause her dad had his head up his ass. We didn't force it and because of that we've mostly been killing it at the parenting thing."
( @delilahcarreno + @sadiecarreno )
Victor found it quite odd that he missed the abysmal winters he experienced in London. With the weather in Elias, he didn’t have aching joints and frozen feet that tended to come with winter but he… kind of missed it even though it often times made him miserable. How odd, he thought, that those were the things you tended to miss when you weren’t home. It was the middle of January and he could get away without wearing much more than a thin cardigan that he had picked up at a thrift shop close to the room he was renting.
He was thinking about this and, eventually, wondering how his parents were holding up, when he saw a small figure that he didn’t recognize. He couldn’t be sure if they needed help or not. Perhaps they wanted to be left alone… but he learned that if he didn’t ask he’d worry the rest of the day so he called to her. “Miss? Are you okay? Do you need help?”
@anightmcre
# cell phone headcanons for @sadielockhart
what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone
Sadie Lockhart
what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone
No picture
what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone
Default iphone tone
my muse’s last text to your muse
Ace: Hey Sadie, this is Ace Ace: Seems like you forgot your ID at the station so come and pick it up ✌️
‡ (milo and sadie)
send ‡ for my muse’s reaction to yours climbing into bed with them.
@sadiepratt
“I told you I would get you the number for my publisher and I meant it.” He said the words hastily as the redheaded vampire made her way into the bed. He’d never really had fans of his work before until he met the Pratts, and now he was wondering what his words had gotten himself into. Vampire groupies, clearly. “It’s not that big of a deal...”
@milopomme
Lucius’ eyes fluttered open when he felt the edge of his bed sink with the weight of someone else. It was far too heavy to be Beelzebub. Besides, the cat’s monstrous purr would have been a dead giveaway. It took a second for Lucius to recognize Milo without his glasses on but when he did, his sleepiness quickly melted away and he moved over to accommodate. “Fair warning,” he mumbled, pulling the blankets up over the both of them, clearly accepting this nighttime intrusion with no hesitation. “I have cold feet and they will wake you up.” He knew his soft spot for Milo was showing, but here in the quiet silence of his bedroom, he didn’t feel the need to hide it. He snaked one hand around the linguist’s waist and curled into him, making sure not to touch the other with his feet. Maybe Milo’s presence would soothe his constant bad dreams. Maybe Milo was sleepwalking. Whatever the reason, Lucius relished the warmth until morning.
