#triibridiisms

[mikaelsired]

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Kassia blinked in shock. “Surely no one would just leave a child all alone like that,” she frowned. The vampire carefully brushed the baby’s cheek, a soft smile crossing her features. “We should definitely find her parents. I only hope something didn’t happen to them,” she commented. What would they do then? “Where did you find her exactly? We should probably start from there,”

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what they act like when they haven’t had enough sleep their preferred hot beverage on really cold nights. or mornings. or whenever.how they like to comfort/care for themselves when they’re in a slump

Jughead is a cranky introvert when he is sleep deprived but it actually happens quite a bit? He had issues sleeping. Anyway! He likes to keep to himself in those times because he knows he gets sort of mean/sarcastic when he’s tired. He loves coffee. Probably drinks too much of it, honestly? With TONS of sugar and creamer. When he’s in a slump he rides. Just gets on the motorcycle and drives until he can’t drive anymore. It’s very freeing for him, even though he knows he has to go back to real life.

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“Yeah... that’s what I thought you said.” How exactly was he supposed to take that? Surely she didn’t mean actual Harry Potter magic where they turn people into frogs and flew on brooms. That kind of magic wasn’t real. Surely she meant that she was a naturalist type of witch who studied plants and natural remedies. Right? He didn’t know what to say. “Well, I mean witchcraft has been in practice for a long time. Why wouldn’t I believe that?”

[serpentqceen-blog]

@triibridiisms liked a low key starter call

"You don’t need to know all the answers when you just waltz into town. Nothing gets given for free, you better learn that soon unless you want to get killed.” 

[heavenrejected-a]

@triibridiisms wanted Raven!

    It wasn’t all that often that Raven got time to herself, but when she did- she knew how to make the most of it. Which meant going about as far away from school as she could manage and practising with her guitar. And that was just what she was doing. She perched on a tree stump, guitar in hands. A melody strummed across the strings, a low hum in her throat- not quite singing. Not yet. A twig snapped and the sorceress’s head shot up, whipped around to look. “Cerise?” She didn’t think so. 

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“I didn’t get a good look. Just a shadow,” he said, peering out the window over her. It had been a startling sight; the flash of a figure in the darkness. His writer’s imagination crept up and latched onto the back of his mind, reminding him that he’d have to drive home eventually. All the way to Riverdale on the lonely, winding road, black scraping fingers of late fall trees looming overhead. He could almost hear the silence, the suffocating feeling of being chased and not being able to take cover. He’d be exposed.... stop it Jug, he thought, stepping away from the window. “Maybe it was nothing,” he lied, moving back across the living room. 

[mikaelsired]

CANDY! for a starter where my character has a stomach ache from eating too much candy.

“For the record, this temporary human thing? Il est affreux,” Kassia said in French. A stomachache? That hadn’t been possible for her in a thousand years. She did hope this human thing didn’t last long. A thousand years would catch up with her pretty quickly, she was sure. “I have not suffered a stomachache in over a millenia,” she stated. 

[mikaelsired]

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?!”

“Because I didn’t think it was important. Vampire, remember? I figured it would just heal, since it’s not a werewolf bite,”