#invisibellamy

[handsomemrbean]

@invisibellamy

Library was open late. Late. Bean wasn't there to socialise, he was there to study (pass this driver's exam. License had been suspended after the racecar incident. NOT his fault), but man at next table was turning his page just a little fraction of a second before Bean. Repeatedly. Just 'reading a bit faster'.

Seriously?

Bean turned to look at him, lips parted in a frown.

If there was a competition about who was most passionate about passing their exams, Bean was winning. He had matchsticks in his eyes.

He flicked his page of his book with three crisp, resounding cracks of paper, straight up, straight diagonal and straight down, as though to make a point. Was he being made fun of? He was reading these books. In a library. Like a normal person.

Did this man want to go? Bean could go.

[idcnticxl]

@invisibellamy​​ wanted BROTP headcanons for Nova and Simon

who steals french fries off the other’s plate: Nova does.  who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple: neither.  who has to bust or bail the other out of jail: Simon probably has to get bailed out by Nova honestly. who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues: They both give each other advice and comfort, provided the person causing dating issues for Simon isn’t Jenna at least. who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes: Nova 100%, maybe occasionally Simon will give her a taste of her own medicine.  who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk: It doesn’t particularly matter to either of them. In fact I think Simon calls dibs on the bottom bunk, and Nova will happily take the top bunk off his hands.  who starts and who wins the pillow fights: Nova. Hands down. That girl is a menace. who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush: Neither of them. 

[rosepyrearchive]

@invisibellamy​ :     "I think I've been having a hard time adjusting."

                               𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐊𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒.

𝓐  𝑺𝑶𝑭𝑻,     𝑼𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑰𝑵𝑮  𝑩𝑶𝑩  of  blonde  curls  as  serena  nods,     pulling  the  sleeves  of  her  sweater  over  her  palms     ❪     𝙸  𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳’𝚅𝙴  𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙽  𝙰  𝙱𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁  𝙿𝚄𝙻𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁,     𝙸𝚃’𝚂  𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙳𝙴𝚁  𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴  𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽  𝙸𝙽  𝙵𝙰𝙸𝚁𝙵𝙸𝙴𝙻𝙳     ❫ .                    ❝          that  makes  sense.          ❞                    honeyed  gaze  lifts  from  the  water  that  edges  against  the  stone  pier,     to  simon.                    ❝          you’re  going  through  a  lot.          it’s  okay  to  . . .          well,      it’s  okay  to  𝐧𝐨𝐭  𝐛𝐞  𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲.          do  you  want  to  talk  about  it  ?          ❞

[conduitandconjurer]

“Your hands are shaking. You need to stop.”

    “But...!” 

Klaus digs his fingernails into his scalp, through a thickness of curls.  He emits a strangled frustrated sound.

    “Okay, man, but! Jesus, but, the more I develop this...this skill, the more I can actively protect my, my loved ones. Like you do.”  

[conduitandconjurer]

“I’ll rest when I finally get results.”

     “Simon, my kid’s life is at stake. You think I don’t wantcha succeeding?”

Klaus clasps Simon’s shoulders, with a firm jolt.  It’s not the first time he’s been unsettled by the pallor of the boy’s face, the almost translucency of his skin, the visible blue veins in his temples, which nearly match Simon’s eyes. The bloodshot whites are almost darker than his iris. 

    “But if you collapse, all your work’ll be moot.  So that’s why I’m insisting.” 

[conduitandconjurer]

❛  we just have to keep moving.  ❜

    “.....true enough.” 

The Seance watches the young man who has taken so much upon his shoulders, with a residue of sorrow in green eyes. 

    “But bear in mind the ‘we’ in that sentence. You’re not doin’ this alone anymore, Simon.” 

[conduitandconjurer]

❛  there are people staring.  ❜

     “Don’t worry, man,” Klaus reassures the neurotic, thoroughly invisible young vigilante walking beside him.  “They’re starin’ at me and I’m wayyyyyy used to it.” 

[shotones-archive]

                                              MEMES   /   ACCEPTING @invisibellamy​ sent: [haunted] sender and receiver visits a haunted location at night // for veren?

❛❛   HERE WE ARE!   ❜❜      waving his arms out to each side for emphasis, veren stepped backwards towards the abandoned building behind them, clapping his hands together, a small grin on his face.      ❛❛   the most haunted place in the city! ... well, according to the legend, anyway,   ❜❜      he shrugged. glancing behind him to see where he was going, he pulled the small backpack off his back, opened it up and fished out a flashlight. he then paused in his steps when he reached a semi-large hole in the wall that led inside the building, the actual doors no doubt being locked. he turned on the flashlight, aiming it at simon’s face for a split second, before aiming it down at the ground between them.      ❛❛   so, what do ye think? you ready to see some ghosts tonight or what?   ❜❜      there’s excitement in his voice, though not so much at the thought of seeing ghosts (he’s not even sure he believed in their existence,) as just the fun of exploring an old, abandoned building at night.