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Peach Hollows had seen more chaos in the last two weeks than it had in the last two year. Well, at least that was the case with Leo and his small circle of friends. Rather than going about their business, spending day and night at the garage, grabbing burgers at the Giant Peach or lounging out by the water, they were all struggling to piece together the their lives after Truth or Dare night and the Peacher effectively shattered them.
Leo knew Sonny had the day off. And while he would send off a warning text that he was going to show up, because of the conversation they’d yet to have, showing up unannounced seemed to be the only way to get him to talk. Actually talk. Leo pulled up to the front of Sonny’s house and honked his horn four times, as usual. He stuck his head out the window and called out, “Sonny De Luca, get in the fucking car before I come in there and get you myself!” @scnnydeluca
‘‘You--- remember me?’‘ Sybil questioned, baffled. Floored, almost. She looked even funnier when the other had actually approached her after his performance. The archaeologist was alone that night, far off in a little corner for herself, as she watched from afar. Till--- who she was watching wasn’t far at all. @dopeddreamer
Unaware just how many hours had passed, and still on the other-side, his body lay on the ground inside Freya’s apartment. Though his note tells her not to worry, he hoped before he did the spell to stop his heart, that he would return before she came home. Being attacked on the other-side, meant that all those cuts and bruises were appearing on his currently empty vessel. He couldn’t die over there, without dying for real. Somehow, perhaps by the sheer cockiness of the ancestors wanting to toy around, he pushed his spirit away, until a gasp of breath filled his lungs. His sister was the first thing he saw as he threw himself up in a sitting position. “Freya.”
@longlostmikaelsongirl
fated for : @ichorhalf .
location : the armoury .
as much time as mavis had spent training , as many moments as she had spent caring for battle wounds —- she spent the same caring for her weapons . a well strung bow made all the difference , though her position as a hunter anointed her with an inhuman accuracy and denied her the ability to miss a bullseye even if she wished to . mavis believed her weapons were just as much her comrades in battle as those that lived and died for artemis the same way she did . though celestial bronze never dulled , mavis polished her small arsenal of daggers each week —- perhaps a way of passing the never ending stretch of time that lay in front of her , or perhaps an act of true responsible ownership . either way , it left her in the armoury more frequently than not . dana's presence was not unexpected —- just the same as it wasn't unwelcomed . mavis enjoyed her as a sparring partner as long as she could manage to set aside the knowledge of the daughter of wisdom's past transgressions . some days that feat was easier than others . ❛ i don't suppose you saw that nike kid almost sever his own hand . ❜ casual conversation .
I thought people were actually following me on here, turns out it was just a bunch of porn blogs :(
truly believe I lost my ability to do eyeliner because I laughed at someone’s liner once, this is what I get
