#glitchfms

[asholestone]

who: @glitchfms where: nightshade park

Asher shot off a quick text to his brother earlier that day, hoping to catch up since it had been a while. Sure, they’d exchanged a few messages after the festival, but with Asher juggling his production work and shifts at Kai’s shop, finding the time to meet up had been nearly impossible. Today, though, he was off and determined to see Banks in person.

When he finally spotted Banks at their designated meeting spot, a wide grin spread across Asher’s face. "Banks! It’s been too long." He walked up, giving his brother a friendly clap on the shoulder. "How’ve you been, man?" There was a genuine warmth in his voice, a mix of excitement and curiosity, eager to catch up after all this time.

[viviennebeaufort]

who: @glitchfms (cricket) where: nightshade park

The park was bathed in a soft, golden glow as the sun began its slow descent beyond the horizon. Vivienne had always appreciated the tranquility of parks, especially at this hour, when most humans had left, and the world was quieter. Vi found herself wandering the paths of the park, her heels clicking softly on the cobblestone path.

As she rounded a corner, she spotted a figure seated on a weathered bench under a large oak tree. They looked alone and that was Vi's favorite thing a person could be. She moved silently, her movements fluid and graceful, until she was standing just a few feet away. "Well, well," Vi drawled, her voice carrying a playful lilt as she leaned against the bench, one hand resting on her hip. "Mind if I join you?" she asked, though she didn’t wait for an answer before slipping onto the bench beside them. She looked out at the park, her gaze softening slightly. "What brings you here today? Seeking solace, or are you just enjoying the view?"

[emupowell]

who: @glitchfms (banks) where: nightshade park

Emily knew she and Banks needed to talk about what happened. Every time she thought about it, guilt washed over her for the reasons she put herself in that situation, allowing the demon in Banks to take advantage of her. She texted him, asking to meet at their spot, and he agreed. Emily made her way to the park in the late summer weather, perching herself on a bench and nervously biting the end of her thumb. When she saw Banks approaching, she met him halfway, a small smile on her face. "Thanks for meeting me, Banks."

[witchsofia]

Neighbours || Banks&Sofia

Sofia's legs hung over the edge of the fire escape as the night air washed over her sunkissed olive skin leaving it covered in goosebumps. Even the summer months had nights where it could get cold and though the soon rising sun would fix that cool air Sofia for now embraced the temperature, her body aching from a long night of work.

There was a slight creak and screeching sound as Sofia heard the sound of one of the apartment building's windows opening. "You joining me?" she asked, sure that it was Bank's window. They shared the same fire escape and would frequently smoke together, though she was sure he did not quite enough the scent of her methols.

@glitchfms

[asholestone]

who: @glitchfms (cricket) where: witches brew

Asher waited in line for his coffee, glancing around for any sign of Cricket. They had decided to meet up here for a catch-up session, and this was the only place in town with decent coffee. Asher and Cricket had been friends since school, but life took them in different directions when Asher went off to college. Since returning home, he had made it a point to reconnect with Cricket, turning these weekly coffee meetups into a cherished tradition.

With everything that had happened recently, Asher felt like they needed this catch-up more than ever. When the barista called his name, he grabbed the coffees and headed over to their usual table. He smiled warmly at Cricket, placing their coffee in front of them. "Here ya go," he said, settling into his seat. "Missed our coffee dates."

[asholestone]

who: @glitchfms (banks) where: at the hell of a festival

Asher was exhausted—tired of running, tired of fighting. Despite having the right skills for dealing with demons and years of studying them, he felt drained. His body ached, and he was amazed he was still on his feet. Resting sounded tempting, but with the town in chaos and his own place uncertain, finding a safe spot to curl up was impossible. He longed for a partner to take turns on watch, but for now, he was alone.

He stumbled into an alley and leaned against a building, trying to catch his breath and figure out his next move. The protection from his devil trap tattoo offered some reassurance, but a few hours of rest would be a welcome relief. As he attempted to relax, he heard movement nearby. Tensing, he readied his tire iron and cautiously peeked out of the alley.

He spotted Banks and felt an immediate urge to rush forward and hug his brother. But distrust clouded his thoughts—there was a chance Banks could be possessed, just like their mother. Asher decided to follow Banks cautiously. Eventually, he could no longer stay hidden and stepped out with his tire iron raised, glaring at Banks.

"Hey, asshole," Asher called out, his voice sharp. "Are you actually Banks, or have you been possessed too?"

[emupowell]

who: @glitchfms where: nightshade park

Emily stood at the entrance to the park, stretching her hamstrings with one hand while balancing herself against a pole with the other. She was waiting for Banks to show up for their usual Thursday jog. Though they called it a jog, it often turned into a leisurely walk filled with conversation. This weekly routine had been their tradition for years, ever since they rekindled their friendship after a teenage breakup. Banks had been one of Emily's closest friends even before they dated, and she cherished having him back in her life, even if only platonically. Switching to stretch her other leg, Emily heard footsteps approaching from behind. She put her foot down and turned, her face lighting up with a grin as she saw Banks. "And here I thought you were going to stand me up!" she teased.

[samarmando]

who: @glitchfms (banks) where: masquerade ball, the bar

Sam was waiting for his drink refill when someone slid up beside him at the bar. He glanced over, grinning as he recognized Banks, even beneath the stage makeup. It was hard to miss him, especially since Sam knew him through Emily. Banks had always been nice enough, and Sam had a soft spot for supporting local talent.

"Great show, man," Sam said, leaning casually against the bar as he turned to face him. "You guys planning on touring anytime soon?" There was genuine curiosity in his voice, his grin lingering as he waited for Banks’ reply.