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[ghxstwritten]

bulletproof angels.

starter for @streethxart​

"'Ey, yer that famous writer lady, huh... whatcha got in the bag?”

Had she anticipated being followed tonight, Shauntal would’ve indulged in a few less drinks at the bar prior. And yet, here she is, stumbling about the alleyways of Virbank, and immediately landing herself in the sour company of several street rats. Oh, how quickly a relaxing night out can spiral toward such undesirable depths...

“I-I don’t have to answer to any of you, you know that, right?” Ballsy, her voice is, each word slurring the further she speaks. It’s true that, as a member of the Elite Four, she could easily wipe through the three men cornering her now... when fully prepared, that is. However, seeing as she’s accompanied tonight solely by her Chandelure, Isobel, the chances of her being outnumbered are as apparent as the men’s growing hostility. The bespectacled author holds her ground as they zero in on her, their tones becoming all the more malicious behind their snarling catcalls.

"Oh, c’mon lil’ lady... do we scare ya? Just show us what ya got there...”

Clutching her possessions with a ferocity, Shauntal continues to stand firm. She takes a large gulp, however, as footsteps can be heard approaching from the shadows that linger in the back alley labyrinth. Quickly reaching for her sole capsule, she’s ready to put on a fight, even though she’s uncertain any good will come of it. Despite how powerful Isobel is, the odds are tipped terribly out of their favor, their chances of escape slimming with each passing second.

“I-I’m warning all of you to b-back off!” Her shouts ricochet between the acoustics of the alleyway, and yet, her threat falls upon deaf ears. The men each pull for their own capsules, their crooked grins gleaming beneath flickering neon signs. “T-This is your last chance...!”

[honeydewserene]

Didn’t ask for this (AU)| Serena & Violet

Starter for @streethxart

     “You do realize that she could have been endangered! I’m not going to be hearing anymore, you are relieved of your duties.” A sigh escaped the male's lips as he leaned back into his chair as she rubbed his temples in frustration. The honey blonde female kept quiet for a bit letting the silence linger as the door shut with a click.

     Serena Lang was a famous model and currently, her manager had fired another bodyguard due to their failing duties. Gathering her thoughts the 20-year-old opened her mouth after the silence settled. “Do I say I’m not attending the show?” The question hung in the air before once again her manager let out a sigh.

     Shaking his head side to side he spoke. “No, you are the important guest after all. Besides everyone from all over the world will be there.” So, in the end, she was to be expected on being there.

     Shifting through the other candidates that had applied to be the new bodyguard she came across one. Picking up the paper the girl skimmed through reading over. Slender fingers picked up another one and then kept going through the list of papers till she set them all down - except the first one she picked up. “Sa.” She set the sheet down on the table in front of her manager.

     Normally, Serena didn’t have a say in really who was to be her bodyguard. Though, considering the past few choices her manager had made... well, she decided to have a say. Hearing the chair creak as the male sat up and read the paper he perked his eyes up in confusion. “Expensive...” He slowly mumbled but Serena shook her head side to side as she stayed silent.

     It was as if she was walking on water, that she made her way towards the door. Knuckles tightening around the doorknob she looked behind her. “Please give her a call. We are out of options, and she’s the best one.” Which was true. hues had looked through the other candidates and Serena really didn’t like them.

     “I am willing to pay the expense for her.” Before fully leaving the room she glanced back at Charles. “Will we tell her about the issue?” Charles shook his head so quickly Serena was afraid his head would snap from his neck. “No, absolutely not. We won’t mention it unless we really have to.” Biting her lower lip Serena was about to open her mouth to protest but Charles gave her a stern look. With that, she left closing the door indicating that she would like the phone call to be made.

           Violet Norgard.

    The name that everyone knew. If people didn’t know her, they sure as hell heard the stories about the female. Serena would be willing to pay the fee if it meant she wouldn’t have to deal with going through any more bodyguards.

[saffronist]

@streethxart 

  sabrina reminds herself that as a junior, this is her second-to-last year of doing this — “this” referring to the thirty minutes of hell known as homeroom. the reminder does little as consolation; maybe she wouldn’t dislike homeroom so much if she was on good terms with some of her classmates, but as far as she’s concerned, that possibility will remain a hypothetical one, thank you very much. even months after her transfer from saffron tech to lumiose academy, she still carries the moniker of the “mysterious transfer student” and well, once she realized that it has kept some of the more curious students from approaching her, sabrina hasn’t done much to dispel the gossip, turning down well-intentioned invitations to hang out afterschool, swiftly declining club recruiters, and retreating to the school library or leaving campus during her lunch periods.

after all, despite the distance between kanto and kalos, sabrina can’t rid herself of the unshakable feeling that her past will not remained buried – what took place back in saffron city, why she was absent for nearly half of her sophomore year, why her father subsequently picked up and moved his business to kalos – she knows that secrets like this never end quietly, so the least she can do is keep her head down and mouth shut. 

once the homeroom teacher takes attendance, the PA system crackles to life as a cheery voice runs through the morning announcements. somewhere between the pronouncement that “student council wants YOU to run in next week’s elections” and a painful rendition of “tomorrow” to advertise the theater department’s upcoming performance of annie, sabrina’s head drops to her desk, cushioned by her crossed arms. 

now, if only the next year and a half could travel by quicker. 

[factoriprince]

instead of paying attention in debate class, i took very important notes about the kids

you got thorton and katorea’s first meeting, where the nerd didn’t know how to deal with a crush so he told her to leave (and he said she made him sick)

violet referencing this meme

the adorable couple with yoichi’s nickname for lucy

and local police man uses short ppl as his armrest

thank you for coming to my shitty ted talk -bows-

[saffronist]

!

# for a random text

TEXT » unsaved number.

[8:39:22 PM] sabrina: where are you right now?

[8:39:49 PM] sabrina: actually never mind.

[8:39:49 PM] sabrina: i thought i saw you crossing the street.

& for a curious text

TEXT » unsaved number.

[3:14:35 AM] sabrina: why do you meddle so much?

[3:17:21 AM] sabrina: you should learn how to mind your business.

[3:17:58 AM] sabrina: none of this even concerns you.

[vialeroyale]

Hey VR fam, Danorith here coming out of fossilization to let you know that I will be placing both of my ladies (Jade and Violet) in the Momentary Muse Retirement Home. I had an absolute /blast/ here--I'm just shrekin' swamped with school and work and LIFE at the moment, and my writing time has taken a nosedive as a result. Big thanks all my thread partners and the rest of the crew for putting up with my sheDanigans! #TeamOPE

We’re very sad to see you go! Its been just so DANg great having you around these parts! If you ever see yourself in the area, don’t forget to give us a loud alola! 

Jade and Violet have been dropped! 

Solgaleo Mod

[primalucis]

☁ for violet and lucy; based off of this drabble.

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