#hauntheroine

[burnedshea]

He draws her in like a moth -- the feeling of camaraderie, even if he doesn’t notice it. Maybe he does. But the fire that burns in him burns in her too. Her movements might be considered gliding, smooth and easy across the ground. “Hello.” She greets, sitting beside the other. The heat radiates from her as well, and her hands fold in her lap, overlapping neatly. “I’m Agnes.” She does not offer a hand. 

@hauntheroine​ // For Casper! // STARTER CALL

[sunsetcurved]

                    ❝  oh  my  god ,  cillian ,  i’ve  been  thinking  about  this  all  day ,  maybe  you  have  the  answer——  ❞   and  he  looks  distraught ,  almost ,  like  he’s  genuinely  been  struggling  with  this  all  day ,  like  it’s  something  incredibly  important .   ❝  what  color  is  the  pink  panther ?  ❞         //  @hauntheroine​ .

[sunsetcurved]

                    ❝  cillian !  ❞   and  he’s  grinning ,  brightly ,  excitedly ,  up  at  them ,  eyes  wide  and  soft  and  twinkly  while  fingers  stay  perched  over  the  guitar  strings  he’d  been  fiddling  with .  ❝  you’re  like——  an  angel  with  no  wings .  ❞         //  @hauntheroine​  because  i  made  myself  think  about  them .

[mohlinas]

“ this is a fuckin’ nightmare. ” / bryony KFJHDSKFHJ

buzzfeed unsolved. / accepting.

       ❛ oh, come on, we’re not gonna bite! ❜ though julie’s tone is playfully teasing, there’s a thread of something serious running through it. she can tell bryony’s hesitation is founded in something real and serious, though she doesn’t know what ( and she does not plan on asking; prying like that wouldn’t feel right ) but her own curiosity still runs high, energy sparking in her feet as she bounces on the tips of her toes. as she watches bryony’s face, her own expression shifts, sobering into something a bit softer, more genuine. 

       ❛ look, ❜ she starts, fingers slipping into the pockets of her jeans, ❛ you don’t have to if you seriously don’t want to. really. ❜ julie runs a hand over her hair, fingers hovering over the ends of her braids with a nervous flicker of her eyes. ❛ but — i’ve never met anyone else who could see them when we weren’t playing. and they’re really, seriously, totally harmless. well — ❜ she pauses, catching herself in her words, and laughs, shaking her head fondly. ❛ as harmless as a regular group of teenage boys can be, at least. but they’re sweet, really. we’re just curious. ❜

[sunsetcurved]

                    and  he’s  laughing ,  brightly ,  as  he  halfheartedly  tries  to  push  cillian’s  attacking  arms  out  of  the  way ,  small  stop’s  squeaked  out  between  giggles ,  before  he  finally  manages  to  grab  hold  of  cillian’s  arms  and  holds  them  still ,  uses  his  newfound  hold  to  tug  them  into  a  kiss .         //  luke  give  @hauntheroine​  a  kiss !

[mermade]

they let out a hiss as she dabs at the cuts on their face, making particular care to avoid eye contact with bell. “i told you, i’m /fine/.” cillian grumbles, fiddling with the rings on their hand. she was the one who insisted on patching them up after all.

        yeah, as if she’s going to buy that. she’s got eyes, cillian. bell frowns, worry creasing her brow as she presses the already bloodied washcloth against their cheek, her touch as gentle as she can manage. despite her attempt, the sound still escapes from them ( even though she can tell they’re trying to suppress it ) as it makes contact, and she winces as the same time as they do. 

        realistically, she knows that cleaning wounds makes them sting, and this is absolutely going to make it better in the long run, but that doesn’t mean she has to like it.

        ❛ if you’re just gonna keep protesting, it’s not worth it. ❜ her voice is firm but threaded through with concern as she ducks her head away to reach for a bandage. bell reaches for their face, gentle fingers softly cupping their cheek as she tilts cillian’s face to the side for a better view of their injuries. ❛ there’s no way i’m leaving you like this, so it’s not gonna do anything to complain. ❜ 

        almost unconsciously, her fingers brush a strand of hair out of the way, tracing the pad of her finger gently against their cheekbone before she tucks the wayward curl behind their ear. warmth grows in her cheeks when she sees their expression flicker at the touch, and she looks down, suddenly finding unwrapping the bandage in her hand incredibly fascinating. 

        ❛ there, ❜ she says, reaching up to smooth the bandage across the worst of the cuts on their face. this time she remembers to move her hand away once she’s done, though there’s an itch in her fingers to return to their place against their skin. she ignores it.  ❛ i’m not gonna make you sit while i fix up everything, but at least the worst is over. ❜

[starcourtscream]

i’m not drunk enough for this. from cillian

         𝖑𝖞𝖉𝖎𝖆   𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋   𝖉𝖎𝖉𝖓’𝖙   𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘   𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑   𝖙𝖍𝖊   𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖈   𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖌𝖞    of   the   guests   despite   her   charming   hostess   act,   finding   the   intense   bass   &   sound   waves   of   the   music   overwhelming   her   supernaturally   fine-tuned   senses   ---   especially   with   ominous   psychic   visions   on   her   mind,   but   she   just   wants   to   forget   about   it   tonight   &   actually   have   some   fun.   the   BANSHEE   can   take   a   night   off,   and   she’s   going   to   make   sure   everyone   including   cillian   has   a   good   time.   ❛  then   i   guess   it’s   a   good   thing   we   have   plenty   of   beer,  ❜   she   answers   in   a   singsong   note,   taking   his   hand   &   making   her   way   to   the   refreshment   display   with   a   smile.  ❛  and   just   about   everything   else   you   can   think   of,  ❜   she   adds,   pouring   herself   a   generous   amount   in   a   plastic   cup.

@hauntheroine  |  party starters  |  accepting !

[starcourtscream]

parties aren’t my thing. from bryony

        𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖗   𝖍𝖊𝖗   𝖘 𝖚 𝖗 𝖕 𝖗 𝖎 𝖘 𝖊 𝖉   by   the   rarity   of   a   declined   party   invitation  ;  the   strawberry   blonde   socialite   was   used   to   her   peers   tripping   over   themselves   to   make   it   on   her   list,   sometimes   making   her   wonder   who   her   friends   really   were   ---   but   it’s   also   a   missed   opportunity   to   get   to   know   bryony   more   &   connect.   ❛  shame,  ❜   she   comments   in   a   faux   wistful   note,   trying   another   approach   in   hopes   of   winning   her   over.   ❛  but   maybe   you   haven’t   been   to   a   REAL   p a r t y   yet.   of   course,   i’d   hate   to   spoil   the   fun,   but   ...   mine   are   the   best   parties   in   town   for   a   reason,   ❜   fuchsia   lips   curve   into   a   somewhat   coquettish   smile   &   she   hands   out   a   printed   paper   with   her   address   and   basic   information   anyway.   if   lydia   knows   anything,   it’s   that   parties   often   make   great   icebreakers   &   she   could   use    some   new   friends.   ❛  if   you   change   your   mind,   you   know   where   to   find   me,  ❜    she   concludes   effervescently,   flashing   a   playful   wink.

@hauntheroine  |  party starters  |  accepting  !