#normabwiggins

[arrossconleche]

And I'm starting to think That true love is only the first one And I'm starting to suspect That the others are just for forgetting [x]

[mayorfitzgerald-blog]

It’s a quiet bar. Sylvia would normally prefer something a little louder, a little more chaotic, but she doesn’t want to make Norma uncomfortable right off the bat.

Sylvia takes a booth in the corner as she waits for Norma, who shows up a few minutes later. Her bangs are pulled out of her face with a barrette, and a smart blazer with black jeans that hugged her curves.

She looks good, Sylvia thinks, with a smile like the cat who got the canary.

Norma sits down across from her, and they talk about unimportant things for a while- the weather, their jobs, and it takes a few drinks before Norma gets relaxed enough to talk about the thing that Sylvia’s actually interested in.

“Oh, I don’t know why I dated him,” Norma says, running her finger around the rim of her half-empty glass, “He had this sort of earnestness that I liked at the time. I thought it was refreshing. But he was just... I don’t know. He had, like, that self-centeredness that children have. Like no one else really mattered but him, not really. And he tried to murder my friends one time.”

“He did what?” Sylvia says, nearly spitting out her beer.

“I guess they covered it up afterwards,” Norma says, “But yeah. Ben Warrick tried to murder people. He stabbed SC. He broke my friend Emily’s wrist. I shot him with a crossbow.”

“You shot the mayor with a crossbow.”

“Yeah. Don’t worry, though- I’m probably not gonna shoot you with a crossbow. Unless you try to attack my friends because you’ve gone like. Temporarily crazy and crowned yourself king and none of us will bow to you.” She sighs, and knocks back the rest of her cosmo. “He deserved it and I’m not sorry.”

Sylvia is quiet for a long time before saying a quick, “Wow.” She genuinely hadn’t known about that, and she feels like she should have. And maybe change what she thinks of Norma, if she could willingly and unapologetically shoot her boyfriend with a crossbow.

“So, The Once-ler, and then the mayor, and now the mayor again?” Sylvia says, with a smile, “Got a think for power, huh?”

“I’m not dating you,” Norma says, rolling her eyes, “Don’t be weird. And SC wasn’t all that powerful when he and I were together. His company was just a baby, and then it grew up and he got all powerful, and then we broke up. Think I can get the bartender to bring me another cosmo without going up there?”

“I’ll get you one,” Sylvia says, taking Norma’s empty glass and heading back up to the bar. She can almost feel Norma watching her as she walks away, and Sylvia smiles smugly, knowing that she looks good.

“So, have you heard about the new bill I’m proposing?” Sylvia says, putting a fresh cosmo in front of Norma.

“Yeah,” Norma says, smiling in thanks, “Saw it on the news.”

“What do you think?”

“I think you’ve got a better chance of making an actual positive change than Ben ever did.” Norma shrugs. “You seem like you’d be less easy for SC to manipulate you. That’s what he did with Ben when Ben tried something similar.”

“Well, you know the Once-ler better than anyone else I know personally. Any advice?”

“Uh. Don’t sleep with him?” Norma says, shrugging, “Pretty sure Ben tried to one time. Or wanted to or something. I dunno. I’d advise against it.”

Sylvia laughs.

“Don’t worry,” she says, “He’s not really my type.”

Norma laughs, too, and their conversation goes back to lighter topics. At the end of the night, Sylvia calls a cab for Norma, and Norma gives her a kiss on the cheek as she gets into the car.

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this is by far the most self-indulgent thing ive ever spent more than 2 weeks on

[entr-acte-broadway-blog]

Go ask norma if she wants a job. shes being stubborn.

Wait..what? A job?

Is Norma in trouble? 

[unearthing-the-ghost]

[Text] I miss you

@scaredandconfusedler @norma-b-wiggins

these are the pictures that i’ve been working on these last two days. it’s also the ones where i keep screaming online about the lighting bc lookit this shit i am Proud, yet very tired rn. if i wer more motivated, id’ post detailed shots of certain things but maybe later. u should read the captions btw.

[mayorler]

Snowflakes fall lightly as dreams in the night air, seeming to possess a preternatural glow as they prick Ben's bare hands. He pulls up the hood of his sweatshirt, which drapes loosely over his skeletal frame even layered over his suit.

It's cold.

He can't go back - truthfully, he's afraid to go back - so through the darkness he trudges regardless of chill or wind or hunched back. He feels frighteningly exposed in this world now. For a moment he can even convince himself he is absent from it completely, instead walking some astral plane with his dreams, and the chill begins to fade...

It lasts in the instant that comes between steps, between breaths, and he's crashing back down again, unable to fully convince himself against the evidence at hand that he is, in fact, alive.

He is barely aware of knocking on Norma's door, nor of gingerly drawing out the gift from beneath the hem of his sweatshirt. But his heart is in his mouth by the time he takes cover within the branches of a nearby bush, and he holds his breath as he bites down on his lip.

Please answer, please answer...

[unearthing-the-ghost]

norma is very pretty i really like drawing her

[emily-zachariah-blog]

 norma-b-wiggins said: [Text]i met bens momm

!!!

[Text] Again?

[Text] Do you need me to come over?

[Text] I can kick her out.