#salem.

[fractumregi]

@canefought for: salem.

          “you don’t have to be afraid.” how is it that he voice seems to echo from all sides, never pinpointing where she could really be? it seems everything about her reeks of illusion, inky smoke at her feet and  w h i s p e r s  in her voice, making her seem more like an apparition than a very real threat stood elegantly before him. she seems calm, serene; she can tell who she’s speaking to. “not yet at least.”

     she doesn’t seem to move right either. she glides. surely beneath her skirt must be heels that should click, but no sound follows her movements as she slinks toward oscar, a gentle smile upon her face. she extends a hand to him, as if in greeting. “to kill you now would only serve to hurt my plans.”

[leoalcrights]

Groaning and balancing on her tiptoes, Leo was swatting at a watermelon atop the cabinets of the kitchen the campground held. The fruit was just out of grasp, just far back enough that her arms couldn’t reach. An untypical problem for the leggy girl and one that almost irrationally frustrated her. “Hey, sorry,” she called, looking back to Salem. The two only seemed to find each other at parties, them skulking and Leo poking fun at them, but what Leo did know of Salem, she liked. “Do you think you could give me a boost?” @salembrooks​

[revellcr]

mssg 📨 sal

archer: so much so for keeping a secret huh😔

archer: i'm so sorry they came at you like that, babe

archer: how are you?

[fallmoved]

𝑩𝑼𝑻 𝒀𝑶𝑼’𝑳𝑳 𝑪𝑯𝑶𝑲𝑬 𝑶𝑵 𝑰𝑻 𝑨𝑵𝒀𝑾𝑨𝒀, 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑯𝑬𝑹.

non mutuals do not reblog. @tyriannical​.

[dahliias]

dahlia wasn’t expecting anything interesting to happen today except maybe -- if she worked fast enough -- she could score enough extra money to get some shaved ice and sit on a dock somewhere with her toes in the water. maybe do some laundry.  she had already made a fair amount off the lady who disappeared into a pretentious-looking wine cellar, and moved in on another man, steadily looking anywhere else, when his hand wrapped around her wrist and her head snapped up, making eye contact, eyes widening: surprised, but not afraid. @salem-maurer

[bcnjamiin]

benny hadn’t expected the last thing he would do for his workday to be delivering a smoothie to get an hour added onto his shift without actually having to work it, but here he was, knocking gently on someone’s door with the cold beverage in one hand, much prettier than the ones he usually made, and unsure what he was going to find when the door open.  “um --”  he had seen in movies that sometimes pizza boys announced what treats they brought, so he decided to try it.  “smoothie?”   @salem-maurer

[fractumregi]

@dispetal​

     salem doesn’t move as the body is dropped to the ground behind her. she looks onward, the wind blowing her curls about her ivory face. her cape sways in the gentle breeze. “ruby rose.” she greets. “how i have  l o n g e d  to finally meet you.”

     she smiles as the beringel she’d sent on its task comes up to her side. she places a hand atop its head and pets it like one would a dog before she finally turns around to face ruby.

          “oh my...” she says softly. “you look so very much like your mother.” salem laughs gently. it doesn’t sound wicked, even coming from her. “i can see it--in the curve of your cheeks and the way your nose turns upward.” she continues. “and your eyes... not just the color, no... the same eyes, through and through.”