Jul 13, 2017
( @thcrnyrose )
“ i hear them C A L L I N G —- in the ( M I D D L E ) of the NIGHT when the wolves come out. ”
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( @thcrnyrose )
“ i hear them C A L L I N G —- in the ( M I D D L E ) of the NIGHT when the wolves come out. ”
❝ NO, no ! i don’t mean any harm. ❞ except he’s not going to set his gun down, the world now was too UNPREDICTABLE for that. blaine steps forward carefully, eyes moving past her looking for any other humans. ( hoping for his brother. ) ❝ i’m not hostile by default, i swear, i just wanna ask you some questions -- ❞ now he looks at her, & the recognition is almost immediate, shown clear through widening eyes.
@thcrnyrose !
platonic starter for @thcrnyrose
supernatural verse is fine! suggested connection: classmate, friends, neighbours, childhood
“ruttinger!” elena called. it had been a while since they had talked to darcy, with her soccer training blocking her schedule. “yeah, uh, yesterday, was just jogging by your house and i heard some really weird noises. anyway, it just reminded me. do you want to work together for the english project?” elena was struggling in the subject and figured darcy would help resurrect her grades.
imessage
catalina: hey pal!! how are you i miss you
catalina: i was just thinking about you.
catalina: tbh i thought i saw you today in a bookstore and i called out your name and the person turned around and looked at me funny. needless to say, it wasn't you. looks like i miss you a lot.
@thcrnyrose // sc.
Aiden was one of the first people to admit that more often than not, he got inside his own head. Both of his fathers said it was just something that came with the territory of being an artist, but he knew that in a way, it was more than that. While more often than not, his ADHD had him bouncing off the walls if someone asked him to sit still for too long, but then there were moments like these- where he was sat in the middle of a park, bag of candy sitting beside him as he poured over a new song in his notebook. In the distance, there were a few security guards milling about, making sure nothing bad happened to him- but they were the least of his worries, in all honesty. He murmured to himself softly, messy handwriting scrawling words across the lines of his notebook. “Now there’s a ghost in the back of this room, and I don’t like it-”