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{ @wingsandahalo​​​​​​ x }

When Snow came, so did the cold. So, she hoped that while her, Joel and her youngest were out, they wouldn’t get sick. It was very nice though to see the ground covered in snow, untouched-- it was miraculous. Not that she hadn’t seen it before, but it was definitely a sight for sore eyes. That was, unless Harper plopped herself down and made snow angels, having fun in front of them. Her head turned from her daughter and then back towards Joel, her cheeks growing warm but contradicting the heat as the wind aimed towards them. “The one thing I hate about the snow is probably cleaning my drive,” she replied with a small chuckle and nudge back to Joel. “But, it’s nothing I can’t handle. It just means that there’s more time ta stay home and relax until the Holidays arrive. Do ya like the holidays?” Back home it would rain, rain and have more rain coming down from the sky, but she did see snow. Her favourite Holiday was coming up soon and it excited her. 

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{ @riftmeanewverse​ }

He’s punctual. She’s extremely punctual. Or maybe it’s the fact that sitting in a coffee shop to sit and write, and babysit calms her. So, Lillian’s been here for quite sometime of their scheduled get together. Either way, once she sees the familiar face of Russel walk through the door, she scrambles to put her pages away and into her bag. 

A small smile crosses her lips as she looks at Harper in the pram before standing up once she sees footsteps approach. “Russel, it’s good to see you.” 

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{ @facetedheart​ }

“Thank you for inviting me over for tea,” Lillian’s voice is soft as she focuses on the mug in front of her. She’s unsure as to why she was invited, but it’s not something she’ll deny. Good company, a smile and a perfectly steeped tea to accompany it. She was glad that her and Juliet got together, it was nice to have the day off. Of course, between the college and preschools, schedules were different, so Harper was still in classes, but she’d have to pick up her daughter around 3, which was far from now.

“How have things been?” 

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{ @monochromecolorsus x }

“Yes,” Lillian replied with a soft tone, as she glanced up from her book. It was a peaceful evening, with the birds chirping and the sun shining. But the woman never left unless she had to. “I really do think that. I wouldn’t say otherwise, JT. How long have you known me for, sweetheart?” The blonde’s question was rhetorical. Somehow, life gave her a second chance at love, and Lillian wouldn’t change that for the world, no matter what happened. 

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{ @what-a-goode-witch-you-are​ x }

Lillian had been surprised for Cordelia’s actions; she hadn’t believed that it would even reach this point. But you only live once, and they had to make the best of it. Lips had caressed the others in the action; returning the kiss. A gentle hand rising to place among the elder’s cheek, holding her at a certain distance before pulling away for a breath. It was mesmerizing. Cordelia was mesmerizing, and so beautiful. It made her lost in the moment, when done- Lillian glanced at her gorgeous eyes. She kept herself from saying the special three words, but the kiss made her smile, as unexpected as it was. But sometimes the best things were unexpected. “Oh wow…”

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{ @illuminatethedarkness​ x }

“Uh no, actually I–” clearing her throat, the journalist was getting bumped around by pedestrians as more came along after the man closed up his instrument in it’s case. Moving closer, and included, out of the sun, Lillian returned the matching smile. He was certainly kind, which made the situation a lot easier. “I’m fine, yes. But no, not directions, thank you. Let me introduce myself. I’m Lillian.”

Not like it seemed to matter, her name was merely as irrelevant as her age. Pen slipped behind her ear before strenuously reached for a shake of the others hand, a firm meet before pressing on further. It wasn’t easy to interview, sometimes things happened to not work out. And coming off as excited, or too pushy was almost a worry for the blonde.

“I’m with the Daily Telegraph,” The word was out. Though she might’ve seemed like an ordinary woman, with a tragic past behind gentle eyes, Lil was persistent on returning to the office with a good story, Plus to see a smile on her daughter’s face was a reward in itself after sharing the news. If only, the singer would allow the story of himself to be published. “I was wondering if you’d fancy being the star in my article.”

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{ @kitexlikexgirl x }

“You’re welcome.” Lillian knew the difficulties of childbirth and what came along after that. Every day was a struggle, but it was worth it to bring up a child that was proud to be your own. “I can help, I can try. May I?” Gesturing to the baby, a smile grew on her face as she went to hesitantly take the baby from the car seat and stand with the infant in her strong arms. With the baby being gently swayed to attempt to sleep, her eyes wandered to Sara. “You can have my bed tonight.” Living in a two bedroom apartment was difficult for moments like these, but it was a sacrifice she would always offer in need.

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{ @spillingsxmeblood x }

“Just a sec---” Lillian continued to gently wipe blood from the other’s cheek. She was used to the other coming back home in this state, but this was the first time in awhile that she had been allowed to care for the other after a night of bloody murder. How ironic was it that a journalist and a killer was in love? She didn’t know and didn’t care, the heart wanted what it wanted. JT may have had other entities inside of her, but she was still the one she loved nonetheless. Smiling slightly, she brushed off on the skin a few more times with the damp cloth before it was gone. “There.”