#thread: wren

[chaoticxwrites]

@pomeqraniqht​ continued

Wren had no idea what was going through Diana’s mind. When he had seen her name pop up on his phone, he had smiled at his phone, an automatic reaction that he had every time. The conversation had definelty gone in a direction that he wasn’t expecting. He felt annoyed, wondering how she could so casually tell him she was walking away from everything. But more than that, he felt a pit in his stomach at the thought of her leaving. Of her saying they would no longer be friends. He knew he was missing something, and he wouldn’t leave her alone until he got to the bottom of it. He threw on a pair of jeans as he sent her a final text. He wasn’t certain which bar she was in, but he could guess from her mention of cocktails. It was a few minutes walk from the hotel, and the fresh air helped him to clear his head a little. A wave of sadness washed over him as he walked, and he swallowed hard. This was something he had been worried about when they first started sleeping together. He didn’t want to lose her. But they had both been on the same page. He’d repressed plenty of feelings to try and ensure that their friendship would survive. Maybe it had been naive of him. Walking into the bar, he couldn’t help the smile that played on his face as he spotted her at the other end of the bar. Signalling the bartender on his way over, he ordered himself a beer. He thought he might need it. Taking a deep breath, he strode over, standing over Diana with an eyebrow raised. “So, are we going to talk about this like adults or what?” He questioned, his tone laced with annoyance. 

[chaoticxwrites]

diana: AND I UNFOLLOWED YOU ON INSTAGRAM TOO, BITCH

wren: you do realise that someone will notice that within the next few hours

wren: what did i do this time?

[chaoticxwrites]

Wren: You’re adorable when you’re jealous.

Wren: She's just a friend.

[leejiieuns]

❛ can i ask… what happened? ❜

[firecaptainphoenix]

WHERE: Main Street WHO: Wren (@containatrocity)

As a fellow father did he understand Duck's apprehension's about Wren growing up? Of course he did, but they both had led different lives and had different relationships with their daughters. His past actions warranting a level of communication with Jay that had included letting her have more liberties with expressing herself. Being as transparent with her as he was wouldn't be possible otherwise.

Glancing around he nudged Jay giving her a small nod that the coast was currently clear. Today was a day for just the two of them, but that didn't mean they couldn't stop to chat with other people. Walking over she tapped Wren on the shoulder, "Hey Wren, you look awesome!" she said giving her cousin a thumbs up in approval, "And you fit our theme, Uncle Dodger is napping but he's usually our vampire."

Phoenix had done one more sweep up and down the street, before glancing at the two girls. "You actually been able to have fun, or just been practicing your stealth skills?"

[linettethorn]

@wrengables

Today had been a real shit-sack of a day. There had been a paparazzi sitting her class, posing--badly--as a student during her 101 lecture. Then, there had been legitimate journalists outside the lecture hall. On her walk back to her office, calls from her lawyer about court dates. By the time she got back into her office, the only thing Linette wanted was to grade papers. And that was saying something, given how bad the freshmen papers were.

She was hoping for an empty office, but when she arrived, there was a stranger sitting at what used to be Mitch’s desk. Mitch had moved out last week, when they finished renovating the music history offices. But there had been no discussion of who would fill that desk. “Um, hi?” she leaned over, seeing him pouring over something on a tablet. “Are you...?” she had no idea who he might be, so she left the sentence unfinished.

[bvmmerset]

continued para for @ghcsties​ 

Wren knew if she looked up and met his gaze that her cheeks would turn a bright pink color. It was like there was some magnetic pull towards him keeping her in place, and despite not being the best with people, she wanted to continue being around him It was a weird feeling, but it was one she was ready to embrace entirely.

"There's a strength in numbers, especially around these parts. I swear that, even in the daytime, this place is so dark it's not safe to be by yourself." She said this, but what Wren wouldn't reveal is that she was alone most of the time apart from when she was at work. Despite concern about her living on her own, Wren was adamant about her independence, though now that Killian was standing in front of her, Wren felt like having some form of company wouldn't be so bad. "I am the birdie," she joked, drawing her arms in to her middle as she smiled up at him. "You've been in here a few times, right? Is there anything specific you're looking for?"

There was a certain kind of freedom Killian had been experiencing now that he was out in the real world, and while his sex life had never wanted for anything, he couldn't say he was so drawn to anyone in his life.  She seemed like the type of woman who would absolutely refused to let him get away with his usual bullshit - and Killian was absolutely fascinated by her.

"Well, I guess I better find some numbers then."  He'd never had much of an issue going anywhere, let alone by himself, though there was a huge difference between Wren and himself.  "Yeah - I mean, yes, I've been in here.  I just think it's cool.  I didn't.  Where I lived before this place, we didn't have a shop like this.  I just sort of like be to around all this stuff.  It's weirdly freeing."

[sav-grey]

who: @ffswren​​ when/where: carnival fundraiser, somewhere amongst the games

“Wren!” Sav called after the redhead, spotting her from behind before she caught up to her, holding out one of the disposable cups the concessions stand was serving. “Mulled Cider,” she said, the crooked grin on her face giving away that she had something up her sleeve. “That may or may not be spiked with some bourbon,” Sav said after a beat, one eyebrow raising up at her. “Figured it would make this at least a bit more fun.”