#orumad

[nostalgiakillz]

@orumad asked: (phone call): "what's your favorite scary movie?" /mickey to jill (:<

The groan was automatic and accompanied by an unseen roll of her eyes that had her pupils disappearing back into her skull as her eyelids fluttered temporarily.

" Cute. " Jill deadpans sardonically, " And so original too. Theoretically, if I say Stab 2 here how many brownie points would that get me? — It'd be a complete lie. Obviously. But, just curious. 'Gotta weigh my options... "

[firebad]

@orumad

The manor kitchen is filled with the frantic, rhythmic thwack-thwack-thwack of a wire whisk beating a bowl of heavy cream into submission. Piper Halliwell does not have time for an existential crisis, a magical crisis, or whatever crisis Paige is currently harbouring, which means she is going to bake about it instead.

Her shoulders are tight, her jaw locked in that familiar, stubborn line that usually precedes something exploding. Piles of flour dust the marble island, a half-dozen eggs sit waiting to be cracked, and the scent of vanilla is doing absolutely nothing to soothe her nerves. Piper checks her watch, then glances sharply toward the kitchen doorway, her eyes narrowing as if she could willing her youngest sister to appear.

"Paige!" Piper barks, her voice carrying that perfect blend of maternal authority and big-sister impatience. She slams the metal bowl down on the counter a little harder than necessary, a stray dollop of whipped cream flying off the whisk and landing squarely on her forearm. With a heavy, long-suffering sigh, she wipes it off with a dishtowel and tosses the cloth over her shoulder. "If you are avoiding me because you forgot to buy the baking powder, I swear to God, I will turn you into something small and easily squishable!"

[fxntasmagoria]

@orumad said: “this section is off limits.” / from angel to zoe

Zoe paused in her heels. " Yeah I kinda saw the sign but I saw a girl go through who left her ID in the bathroom." She held out a plastic ID with a face that wasn't hers on it. " Just trying to get it returned." She smiled with a shrug. " Can I leave it with you or should I find like the bartender?" This wasn't typically her scene but she was meeting with her modeling manager at the bar for drinks. She looked the man over and met his gaze. " Also excuse me but your eyes are stunning. Big fan of dark eyes."

[vongosh]

where: atlantic city, nj who: jenny & max

her heels snag as smooth marble floors give way to the gaudy carpeting of the casino, a cigarette already lit and dangling from her lips. she tromps over to a slot machine—one that isn't in the smoking section, as a security guard not-so-kindly points out, but her phone is already pressed to her ear. "are you kidding?" her eyes roll, a bony arm flinging out toward the machines not two feet away, safely ensconced within the smoking zone as if the smoke can tell the difference. "literally, how does it matter?" she groans, popping the cig back between her lips with an antagonizing flick of her brows and plugging her ear in anticipation of the familiar answering machine. @orumad

[othersiders]

            𝗢𝗥𝗨𝗠𝗔𝗗❜𝘀 andie said :  ❛   i  don’t  care  what  people  think.   ❜

“that much is fairly obvious.” 

his air of boredom and entitlement turned to scrutiny when he narrowed his eyes on her outfit. something he picked up during his shallow upbringing. if an issue couldn’t be solved by one’s outward appearance, it wasn’t worth solving at all. 

”if you were going for MYSTERY, I’d steer clear of thrift store dumpster dives or where ever it was you scratched up those earrings. then again, true fashion is how it makes you feel, isn’t that right?” the tense line of his lips twisted into a smirk—a direct result of finding his own bleak humor amusing onto himself. 

[revoltosoarch]

" what are we celebrating? "   asked  spinner/ @orumad

“ new  beginnings,  of  course.  “  jacquelyn  states  with  a  nod  of  her  head,  busy  hands  working  on  pouring  shots  for  everybody.  junior  year  was  an  absolute  shit  show  for  everyone.  between  the  shooting,  jackie’s  incident,  and  spinner  and  jays  expulsion?  summer  break  couldn’t  be  more  than  the  perfect  time  to  celebrate  the  end  of  a  shit  year.  “  that,  and  i’m  finally  off  probation,  so.  tonight  we  let  loose  and  stop  being  so  fucking  depressing.  “  she  tells  him,  handing  shots  out  before  turning  to  face  him,  extending  one  to  him  while  she  holds  another  in  her  other  hand.  “  you  in  or  are  you  going  to  make  me  take  both  of  these  myself?  “

[degrassipos]

@orumad is easily one of the best spinner and jay writers i have ever seen, melly really gets their mannerisms and dialogue down perfect and it amazes me every time i see them on the dash <3

@orumad  !

[popwellsarch]

" there you are! i was worried you weren't gonna make it! "  craig @orumad​  told  sunny.

sunny  felt  like  a  bug  waiting  to  be  squashed  as  her  small  frame  cowered  in  the  corner  of  the  room.  zac  was  off..  somewhere,  probably  already  drunk,  leaving  a  very  non-partying  type  of  person,  sunny,  alone.  letting  out  an  annoyed  breath,  she  uses  her  elbows  to  push  through  the  crowd  and  towards  the  cooler  in  order  to  both  get  away  from  the  crowd  and  get  whatever  drink  she  could  find.  what,  or  more  so, who,  she  finds  instead  has  her  lips  pulling  into  a  big  happy  smile.  “  craig  !  hey..  of  course.  i  mean..  i  was  going  to  make  up  some  lame  excuse  that  i  had  to  study  but..  i  figured  someone  has  to  keep  an  eye  on  my  brother.  “  the  blonde  tells  him,  tucking  her  hair  behind  her  ear.  “  were  you  really  looking  for  me,  or  is  that  an  excuse  to  try  and  make  me  feel  welcomed  ?  "