#lorrainedubois

[margaretblxckwell]

“i’m starving, you got any gin?”

“I’ve got gin and b positive. Make yourself at home.”

[zoexhudson]

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☔: my muses reaction to opening their front door and seeing yours drenched in rain

It was normal for Zoe to be hiding during a thunderstorm, and that’s exactly where she had been.. curled up in bed under her blanket, with headphones in playing music way too loudly for her over sensitive ears, but it still didn’t block out the sound of the storm, or the knocking on her door. Not going to say no to company during a storm, the blonde ran towards the door, wincing at the flash of lightening and clap of thunder as she ran. Opening the door quickly, she gave her friend a smile of pure relief. “You have no idea how happy I am to see you right now,” she said, grabbing her arm and pulling her inside, hugging her quickly. “Okay you need a towel and fresh clothes. Do you want to shower too? It’s absolutely freezing and you’re soaked.” 

[vincentnygaard-blog]

I'm giving up on your mean lessons, you're too nice. I'll just have to be extra mean to make up for your niceness.

“You’re perfect just the way you are. But so long as you never give up on me, that’s okay. Thanks for trying though, Lor.” 

[vincentnygaard-blog]

Third lesson in being mean: Cut people off in traffic. Do not use your turn signal, just butt right in there.

“How about I use my turn signal but I only put it on for ten seconds instead of twenty before crossing over?” 

[averysimmxns]

“Oh my~”

SEND “OH MY~” FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO YOURS SEEING THEM BUTT-ASS NAKED

She didn’t even realize she wasn’t alone in her room until she heard the familiar voice of the tiny future killer, and she used that term only because she nearly had a heart attack after hearing the voice. By this point, Avery was naked, after taking a shower and she wasn’t sure if she should let her heart return to it’s normal pace or cover up, but chose the latter as she pulled the towel closer to her chest.

“This is why I never invite vampires inside. They just show up out of no where and do the whole twilight thing. You could have just rang the doorbell.” She wasn’t complaining in the least bit, just taking out the frustration of nearly being startled to death.

[margaretblxckwell]

“Do you want to kick their ass, or shall I?”

“--And ruin my nails? They’re all yours.”

[alyannafck-blog]

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Alyanna hated this. She had to accept what she’d been fighting for such a long time: Alyanna was a werewolf and that wasn’t going to ever change. There was no miracle cure, no way to reverse the bite she’d received, no way to go back to her old life. If she was to stop fighting for that, Alyanna had realized that she had nothing to fight for. A life as a werewolf would entail a change every month, a night every month at least, when she’d forget herself and what she was doing, as well as the constant fear of being hunted by her coworkers. 

Her main priority her entire time as an agent was to protect innocent lives. Even if it came down to a sacrifice of some sort, her task force’s motto was to kill some with the intent to protect others. The innocent life always outweighed the individual and sacrifice of some sort wasn’t uncommon in her office, the girl having to miss family events, leave dying grandparent’s bedsides, and even skip out on dates in order to protect the lives of the innocent.  That was when she realized, by being bitten, she hadn’t just failed to protect herself, but by allowing herself to live, she’d endangered countless numbers of innocent lives.

While she’d buried her old vest, she still had the gun, loaded with two silver bullets that remained in her magazine. She’d taken it upon herself to continue her duty, up to very end. Now, as she felt her eyelids grow heavy and a sharp hot pain overtake her body, Alyanna realized that she’d missed. It didn’t matter though, the silver embedded in her head now would finish the job that the bullet couldn’t do by itself. Slowly, she made her way to her bed, wanting to lay down one last time. Her eyes were fluttering open and shut, the searing pain coursing through her bloodstream. Her eyes flickered open one more time, only to catch a glimpse of Lorraine, the vampire looking down at her with a mixture of horror and curiosity. “For the greater good,” Alyanna choked out, the silver getting the better of her and the girl settling into eternal sleep. She only hoped the girl could understand.

[margaretblxckwell]

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□: a flower crown

She was always a bit different. While most vampires spoke about blood, witches and more blood, Gen here was off giving away flower crowns. “You know, this is actually pretty. I’ll probably wear it to Coachella next year.” taking the flower crown, a smile played across her lips as she put it on. “--and how do I look?” she asks.