#sightiiings

[cultkiid]

@sightiiings ; starter call. 

“...The church is closed,” she finally speaks out to tell the man ( who she’s been gazing at for far too long ) who was sitting in the front pews. Roxanne had been idling around the church, waiting for her brother to pick her up from choir practice. He was an hour and fifteen minutes late      exactly. 

   Roxanne follows his gaze to the wooden Jesus crucified on the dark mahogany cross. “...It makes me sad whenever I look at that... So I try not to.”

[kingoftheravensarchive]

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// DUMB???? more like I C O N I Q U E

okay yeah you right buT DON’T TELL HIM BC I NEED TO DO STUFF AND HE’LL KEEP DOIN THIS TO ME

[medicalprodigy-blog]

@sightiiings // starter call!

     “Never seen yer face around here,” she tells him, snapping her gum between her molars. She leans on the bar counter, the petite vixen fixating herself on the man. “Welcome to the Lunar Bar      the best shitstain, hole-in-the-wall you can find in these parts!”

[hollyweenisms-blog]

@sightiiings ; starter call.

    “Y’know, you should fly somewhere else.” Upon the punctured tin roof of the weathered barn, Holly stands behinid the resting man. The average onlooker may have guessed that the two had climbed a ladder to reach the roof, but Holly knew better. She could sense an extraordinary creature from a mile away. “Relax,” she croons, not wanting to startle him. She inches closer, a mirthful smile upon her lips before offering her umbrella to him. “You’re gonna get wet.” Thunder rumbles in the distance. Lightning streaks the violet backdrop. “It’s gonna rain.”