#undeadstarlet

[misslanawinters-archive-blog]

GIMME UR FACE DAMMIT

NO U DON’T WANT IT IT’S BAD

[misslanawinters-archive-blog]

[text]Either way I’m going to make you scream my name by the end of the night[/text]

[ text ] — How very optimistic of you, dear. I can’t wait to see you prove your point.

[orphanis]

undeadstarlet; CAN I KEEP YOU

YES YES COME HERE BAE

[orphanis]

undeadstarlet; YOU DID THE THING

AND I’M NOT EVEN SORRY

[clearlythesupreme--archive-blog]

Quiet me

Quiet Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.]

Seeing Madison lying on that old mattress at some stranger's house had made Zoe sick to her stomach. But not quite as sick as she'd felt when she thought about why the starlet was lying there, her dress bunched up to her waist with her panties discarded somewhere across the room. Zoe knew she couldn't let them get away with this. She wouldn't. After pulling the covers over the girl and promising that she'd do something, she ran after them, though it wasn't the easiest thing to do in the heels that Madison had loaned her. The starlet's tiny whimper as she pulled away was enough to shatter the young witch's heart.

Filled with fury, she'd run after them, screaming at the bus to stop. Knowing it was useless to run, she stood in the middle of the street, tears rolling down her cheeks as she held onto her waist. A hand rose in her peripheral vision, but Zoe's eyes were locked on the bus that had slowly lifted up before flipping onto it's side. A gasp escaped her throat and she finally turned to see who that arm belonged to, and when she saw Madison she just lost it, wrapping her arms around the other girl and holding her tight. "Oh, God. Madison I-I'm so sorry." She whispered, refusing to let go.

The actress' chest began heaving and Zoe pulled back a little to look at her, seeing the other witch hyperventilating as tears rolled down her cheeks. Taking her hand tightly, Zoe squeezed it reassuringly. "Madison shh, okay? Calm down. I'm right here..." She whispered, wrapping an arm around her again as she looked towards the bus, a bad feeling filling her gut. "We need to get back. Come on, I won't let them hurt you." She promised, voice choked with tears as she pulled on the smaller girl's waist, attempting to get her to follow.

                       "I'm so so sorry, Madison. This is all my fault."

[clearlythesupreme--archive-blog]

"Haven’t you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?!"

"You don't need to shout, Madison..-"

                                            "- Sometimes it's better to just face these kinds of things

                                                          with a sense of... I don't know, rationality." 

                     "People make mistakes. I'm sorry,"

[mournus]

mOAN

1 - my muse will kiss yours on the lips (I did it for Living!Seth like I used in our thread)

Seth wanted to kiss her and of course he was so afraid of rejection. Especially from her. Fingers twitch at his sides as he faces away from her. She was trying on a dress and wanted Seth’s opinion, even though she had stated that she didn’t mind Seth couldn’t bring himself to look at her in her underwear.

"Well?" she mused, hands on hips as she waiting for Seth to turn.

Once he faced her he smiled faintly, “Yeah you look…” eyes cast over her and Seth blinks.

"What?" her tone was harsh and almost made Seth flinch, almost. Looking back up to her he took a step forward and she narrowed her eyes. Because to her Seth was just a kid, just a boy. He was this shy little kid with a lot of problems to her.

But she wasn’t just a witch-bitch to Seth.

So a hand went on her waist and he hesitantly leaned in to her. Pausing for a few times just enough to make her grow restless and help in the process. She pulled Seth in to kiss him and his eyes widened before closing. Before he could even enjoy it she was always pushing him away.

"I’ve had better," she carelessly shrugged and Seth stepped back.