sms | scarlett
theo: I think maybe you and i should like go out and eat pizza or something
theo: check yes or no
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sms | scarlett
theo: I think maybe you and i should like go out and eat pizza or something
theo: check yes or no
Drabble: Scarlett never came back from her walk that morning, presumed dead.
At this point, neither of them really knew how to feel anymore – anger, frustration, depression, confusion, that sliver of hope they once had – it was as if it all went out the window when the police officers told them that Scarlett, their girl, was just… gone.
Jay felt like he had been stabbed a million times in the chest, bleeding out everything he had as his body tightened and his knees grew weak. He wanted to scream, to cry, thrash around and let everyone know of his loss. But he couldn’t. He couldn’t bring himself to move, speak, or even think properly. It was like static, eyes glazed over as he stared beyond the police officers in front of them. His heart was racing, yet his fingers and toes felt cold. He could feel something lurching in his stomach, yet he stayed frozen – stiff, and unable to get himself to do anything. His worst fears have been realized, and he was so unprepared for that last bit of hope being taken away from him that he just had no idea how to take it.
Damien’s reaction was visibly more different, eyes widening as he took a step back from the officers, as if he wanted to run away from these lies. No, it can’t be! She can’t be! She was… she was just there this morning! She can’t… she…
He felt his heart stop, a lump catching in his throat as he felt his face tug down into a deep frown, falling to the ground on his knees. His breaths were heavy as he tried to take in the news, shaking and trying to stop the inevitable. He screamed his heart out, needing to release all his frustration and anger and sadness at the world. Scarlett didn’t deserve this! She shouldn’t have had this happen to her! All these thoughts of her ran through his mind frantically; yet one stood out the most: This must be my fault.
He acted like such an ass to her during their last moments together, ignoring her no matter how much she would plead to look at her. To tell her that he just hated her, or at least acknowledge her presence, but he wouldn’t listen. He wouldn’t even turn to her, and now… now he could never tell her how much she still meant to him. Now she was gone.
And both of them died along with her.
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“Sasha?” Sleipnir called, limping down the porch and in to his garden. He didn’t have a huge garden but enough trees and an open forest behind them for Sasha to explore. “Sasha!” He called out, the short bark catching his attention as he looked over the small fence, a familiar black head poking over the top of next doors swimming pool.
Sleipnir rushed over to the gate. “Sasha get out of there!” His voice was hushed despite his annoyance, Sasha only barked, continuing to swim around in circles.
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Alex wasn’t sure if laughing at that was appropriate or not, so she just let out a small giggle instead. Was she okay? Oh, definitely not but she didn’t want to let him know that. Yet, her need to tell him the truth came over again and she shook her head a bit. “I would use ‘okay’ to describe how I am right now, but that doesn’t really matter.” She kept her tone soft, looking over at him as he tried to think about it all. “What matters right now is that you are in terrible shape, but you look just as handsome and it’s very alarming.” She figured that he might need that, and that she might want to smile a bit.
And in a second his hands were in her hair, his lips were on hers, his body moving to press against her as much as he could. Did he ever need that, something to cut the tension, to bring him back out of his head for ten seconds and keep him relatively sane. It was a really rough kiss, not just the pressure behind it but the feeling of is lips and skin, so dry and uncomfortable, but god he didn’t care... not one bit. He pulled away but kept their foreheads together, probably pressing way to hard against her. “You are an absolute liar.” He gave the smallest of chuckles.
Closed | Seven-Faced
It might not as been a good idea for Alex to introduce the two of them, but she had and Ju quickly learned that she did not enjoy the male. Something about him was just off, and ironically it wasn't the demon part that was making her uncomfortable. Truthfully, that probably should have been it but it wasn't. If anything, it was the fact that her best friend(or whatever) moved out for him. Him, out of all people? Ju didn't like him, but she also knew that Alex adored him, which just fueled her anger and hate for the stupid seven-faced whatever the fuck who was in cahoots with her friend. She would not have it, and planned on never accepting him as a friend or anything close to that, no matter what he tried. When she got the text from Alex giving a little life update about how she was leaving for a few days, Ju instantly thought about that cat. She liked the cat a lot more than a good number of people she knew(Christian included, of course), and didn't want him to be alone with the furball. So, naturally, she made it her personal duty to march over with a loaded suitcase to care for her friend's pet. Knocking on the door harshly, bag planted on her side, foot tapping impatiently, she waited. Nothing was keeping her from protecting the cat whom she felt as though she would risk her life for. @tieflingsweetheart //also @gladlyrp oc mention//
Cruel Intentions (AU)/// Scarlett And Sebastian
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Nursing a headache after last night's events Sebastian walked into his first class of the day. Some would say that spending more time partying and less time studying was a bad idea. And maybe they were right. But had there been a lot sex involved in studying? If there was, Sebastian had never seen it. Now, if one had wanted to play a bit of student/teacher, and pretend to be studying for roleplaying reasons, Sebastian would be down for that. But while he was out partying, his twin brother was doing all the work. Their's as well as his. So Sebastian never worried about how his partying would get in the way of his grades. Slipping into his seat he waits for the professor to start talking but he had become distracted when a girl came walking into the room after another student. Smirking a bit, he could tell she was new to the town. That, or he was not as observant as he had hoped, because how on earth could he miss someone like that.
Sleep refused to come.
Well, more like he refused to allow sleep to come. The doctors kept pushing sedatives the more he refused to sleep so he had taken to faking it, closing his eyes and forcing himself to be unresponsive if the nurses would come to check on him at night. At least if they thought he was sleeping on his own they wouldn’t keep forcing him into a drug induced state of semi-death as he had come to see it, forcing him back into his nightmares, into the grief and devastation that he was trying so hard to keep locked away.
It was twilight now, as Eli stared out the giant window to his right at the periwinkle-lavender-gold sky. It was an acceptable time to be awake so when there was a knock on his door he didn’t bother to shut his eyes, nor did he bother to acknowledge the presence of someone else in the room. He’d barely said a word since he’d been transferred back stateside to SAMMC and he wasn’t planning on breaking the trend now.
"Please, not the nipple clamps!” // gladlyrp (Damien)
Damien raised an eyebrow at her, chuckling. “Don’t act like ya don’t like it.”