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[sercnitys]

@ofroseates || caelum !

various opiate concoctions c h a s e one another in astrid’s bloodstream as she waves among the drunken masses. past the point of attempting any form of dancing, the blonde’s focus is instead on forgetting everything that has previously been lingering at the back of her mind –– from her disaster of a first show, to the confrontation with caelum that likely POISONED the following day. weeks may have passed between that day & the current one, but astrid still struggles to put the entire two-pronged ordeal out of her mind. hence the party. she can smell the intoxication r a d i a t i n g off of the strange face that approaches her, but she holds no qualms when his body is pressed against hers, choosing simply to place her hand within his & lead him upstairs so that they might get to the CRUX of the matter sooner. headed up the stairs in search of an empty room, she ignores the chatter pouring out of his lips in favour of pausing to silence them with her own. happy as he’s reduced to an awe-inspired silence, she sets them in motion once more.

[blossomhcney]

@strangefm​

oliver being president was a shock to the system. in the wake of losing camilla, he had barely been skating by. everything felt wrong and out of place and oh, how he longed for his old office back. he combed his fingers through his hair and exhaled slowly, leaning back in his chair. it felt wrong and he sort of felt like crying every five minutes, but he was holding out and his years of fighting to hide his feelings were coming in handy now. this shouldn’t even be too hard, considering how much of his time he had spent telling camilla she couldn’t do this and couldn’t do that and the peaceful option was always the right one. but now? how was he supposed to try and uphold the peace when he knew that every diablo out there would be gunning for reaper blood for this? blood had been spilled and there would be no coming back from that. the next week or so would be defining in this town and oliver had to make sure things ran smoothly. he was fucking stressed already. so having lucifer pop by was next to no help. ❝ if this is just a friendly visit, we’ll need to arrange it for another time. if this is a business, we’ll have to arrange it for another time. ❞ he had enough on his plate as it was and he just did not need anything else to think about. and lucifer was distracting enough on a normal day.

[harbiingvr]

@callovs !

          marine hues have seen their fair share of nightmares over the past few weeks, life seeming to draw the blonde a bad hand, yet there was always the possibility for things to get worse... for things to become irreparably insane. ‘ i KNOW you, ’ she stated, voice holding an unusually standoffish tone as she finally came face to face with the man she was certain she’d been seeing the past few weeks, ‘ you shouldn’t be here, in fact the only place you should be is rotting inside a jail cell. ’