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[tiltedhalos-a]

hi ,  when audrey says  “ especially colorado ” ,  that’s her way of letting duke know that it’s him .  you can see it in her eyes ,  how the smile fades .  also ,  you can see how duke turns his head toward her when she kisses his cheek ,  because he knows before she even says anything , but has to stop himself .  they way their foreheads rest against each other ,  soft yet passionate all in that moment .   she said it ,  she didn’t have to ,  but she did .  she had to make sure he really knew .

[eustuslost]

Time and time again he walks into the woods telling himself he’s looking for something to inspire him, something to truly turn things around, but he doesn’t remember the last time he even took notes of it. It’s something to do, it’s his secret, it’s there for his own entertainment, to do as he please. Far from it being easy, those realities bite back many times, thanks to that he’s well-versed in first aid by now. He can’t go to a professional, there would be too many questions.

So it’s just him, alone, a hunting knife kept in a satchel for absolute emergencies. Gun? Not a good idea, too much noise and who knows what he’d might attract. He knows a lot better by now. 

Through the twisted woods he walks, and the noises of slow traffic hit his ears. Odd. Head turns, eyes narrow as he carefully starts to follow it. Could be an illusion, at this point in his life he’s already prepared for anything, slowly reaching into his bag to wrap his fingers around the leather-bound handle. Every step is carefully considered yet he approaches at a steady pace, and the image slowly starts to piece together in his mind. There’s a bench, then a trash can by a tree, the noises getting louder, the world slowly drawing him in, putting itself together. Come visit.

Soon his foot steps onto concrete. A town, fairly small, much like the one he lives in, a familiar feel. Could he truly be granted access to something so mundane? Hardly, there’s always something, a twist, he’ll just have to wait it out. The Grey Gull, one of the first things he sees. A bar, huh- must be a sign, always the best place to learn the local gossip.

It feels just like home for the time being, but it feels natural to slip onto the bar stool and offer a polite smile to the bartender.     “   Your  finest beer,  please.   “     Cheery enough with a hint of sarcasm.

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[tiltedhalos-a]

"You've ruined my life." ( to audrey )

        prompt.  from a very long ,  long time ago .     @mdrnpirat

          “  duke –  ”     audrey stops herself short.   what is she going to say ?   what can she say ?   underneath her front ,  way below the carefully crafted exterior of the sacrificial lamb ,  there’s a girl who knows everything she did.   there’s a girl who’s guilt mounts and mounts ,  especially when she looks at duke.   but the line of her jaw sets ,  and she forces her brow together in a look becoming well known between them.     “  this is haven.  ”     this is haven.   everybody knows what those three words mean.   this is haven ,  this is where lives go to be ruined by the troubles.   this is where corners are haunted by ghosts better left unseen.   this is where she barreled in and broke the dam holding back the flood.   it was bound to happen ,  like it always did every twenty seven years.   veronica ,  sarah ,  lucy.   they all rolled into town ,  looking to help ,  to heal ,  to fix.   it was all the same.   but it wasn’t ,  not this time around.   not for audrey.     those three ,  they didn’t have nathan.  and they didn’t have duke.   this time was different ,  and audrey had known it all along.   looking into duke’s eyes now ,  she’s afraid he can see past the icy stare trained on him.   duke crocker was the key to it all ,  audrey knows that.   for centuries ,  his family operated to take her down ,  yet he made the opposite choice.   he made his own choice ,  why couldn’t she make hers ?   in every way ,  duke was a better person than her ,  and that is one true thing she knows.   but it’s too late now to admit it ,  too late now to reconcile the grief and the anger she’s created in him.   she had a love ,  unblemished and budding in her hands.   a love that she felt that night in colorado ,  a love she’s tarnished beyond repair.                              “  you didn’t have to come back.  ”

[knifetish]

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‘ Now they’re my fair game and I’m gonna see to it they pay ‘