#redruined

[blakesque]

❛ we can’t stay. ❜ (colt)

THREE WORD SENTENCE STARTERS - accepting

they never stayed one place too long. even before he became a hunter he had some sense of permanence- when it came to what home was. After a few years of doing it he began to realize that it wasn’t the place that made it home —— it was more of the people he surrounded himself with. He glanced at her with a slow nod as she sunk in deeper, “ yeah, I guess. “ he muttered. “ don’t you think it’s late though? I mean I know we’ve driven later before but I think we’re kinda stretching ourselves pretty thin already. “ he personally could sleep anytime anywhere but it more so his way of looking out for her when if she might not accept it.

[promiiiscs]

                        @redruined​​​  //  from  ❀              –   ❝ will you be back? ❞  (  kenna  )

she isn’t entirely sure what it is about the girl that’s drawn her in so quickly. liam and ty are still earning her trust, though they’ve got a  bit  of her loyalty-- meanwhile, kenna has gained a fair amount of  both. it’s something in her eyes, maybe. oddly enough, she trusts her. there’s an honesty about her, a  strength  in her that she’d like to believe she sees in herself. getting along with other women has sometimes been a challenge throughout her life, but upon meeting kenna things just seemed to slide into place. like they were missing puzzle pieces that have  finally  been put back together.

it’s become apparent she needs to go out, scope the area to make sure none of strand’s men are spying. most of the group is still asleep with a few keeping watch, and she doesn’t pay much mind to the approaching footsteps. not until she  hears  her.   will you be back?  fingers curl around the strap of her back pack and she stands upright, slinging it over her left shoulder as her eyes find the other woman’s. she hesitates with an answer, which is clear, but it’s only because she knows she can’t promise she will be. she has every intent to do so, but sometimes other things come up or, rather, other  people  show up-- or the dead do the bidding. a soft smile pulls at the corner of her mouth, and she gives a short nod,  ❝ yeah. ❞  but maybe she should  elaborate; she’s always had the habit of being a girl with not many words at times. ❝ -- i’m just going to take a look around, make sure everything’s okay. -- you wanna come? ❞

[arc-sunsymbols]

“i knew someone was stealing my blood!” (jordan)

my babysitter’s a vampire starters—☼

      "It's not me!" Sam quickly said in defense, although doubtful he was even being accused at all. “Wait, you thought someone was stealing your blood and you didn’t tell me until just now .  .  . why? That seems like a pretty big deal.” 

[misshclly]

@redruined​ liked for a starter !!

                "    Nick    is    such    an    asshole.    "    There's    a    pause,    contemplating    whether    or    not    she    should    have    even    spoke    in    the    first    place.    Was    he    really    though    ??    He    made    sure    they    were    both    taken    care    of,    got    whatever    they    wanted...    but    there    are    some    days    where    she    just    can't    handle    his    mouth,    complaining    or    saying    things    that    are    hardly    PC.    "    Why    are    y'    married    t'him    ??    "

[eternaltm]

@redruined​ hit the ♡ for something random and entirely self-serving, for Jordan. A “failed” Catholic, but who actually let who down? Colin’s opinion is very real.

The day itself seems saddened. Clouds hover, dark and weighted   --   a gray haze stealing color from every surface normally so vibrant under the missing sun. It’s a day off, a day where he decides to catch up on errands against the clock as the air becomes thick and the sky occasionally rumbles a warning.  Several people are on the street when the zipper seems to be pulled back, when water unleashes and falls in buckets over cars and benches and those just trying to get by in their days. The umbrella he has is really only suited for one person, gold and used not for himself but for her. She, who happened to be on the sidewalk with him. She, who was probably also only trying to get from point A to B before the storm cut loose. The moment he opens it, he steps over to shield her from the downpour, water quickly soaking into his own clothes and matting his hair as he stands with his arm outstretched.

“Take it.” Offered, over the sound of rain. 

[stfredsa]

INCOMING   /    🗣️  —— from: @redruined​.

RE   /   INCORRECT QUOTES MEME ( not accepting ).

[soleiltm]

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❛ It’s not like this coulda’ gone any worse. ❜

[sleepingmyths]

@redruined​ / starter call. 

       “it’s  a  little  tricky.”    shiloh mutters as she flips through the grimoire that was once her mother’s and one day will be her daughter’s and so on and so forth. the book is tattered and the words on it are nearly impossible for someone else to decipher. shiloh, however, skims through it easily, but the lines between her brows remain the more she reads. she sighs, looking up and closing the book.    “i can do it, but it’s going to take me a while.”