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𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤.
#𝐍𝐘𝐗 , 𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑 : an independent, highly selective and private 𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗼𝗿 witch oc, loved + adored by yerin. highly triggering themes will be present. please read through 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗱 before following and 𝗮𝗱𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗼 before interacting !
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#when nothing goes your way
lem0nsheadz·
“ well you know what they say, idle hands are the devil’s workshop. ” the vicious smile on her hot pink lips plays to the metronomic swing of her cigarette. but the next sentence makes her damn near choke on the inhale, a quick puff pushed out like dragon’s breath to save her from hacking up a lung in surprise. “ I can’t stab every person I meet. who would cover for me? ” and while that might’ve been true, the boy in question falling in to her little immunity circle of ‘ having been out with several times ’ + ‘ is not off put by bodies ’. but she doesn’t like the queasy feeling their words bring up. so Lemon does what she always does : ignore it.
“ why, you jealous? ” false pink eyes meet Nyx’s with a smile filled with jagged edges, leaning over to rest her chin in cupping hands with a playful pout. “ what else was I supposed to do? I was so lonely while you were gone. ”
odd. that's the only way they can put it. && even that's putting it lightly. despite the obvious move to deter from the topic, they decide not to push. instead they snort, ever the witch of very little words. they, instead, pull the cup of scalding hot coffee closer to their lips to take in small increments of their daily caffeine — eyes meeting the other's, still hinting that this conversation is far from over. but timing is everything. if there's one thing nyx knows about lemon ; pushing will get you nowhere. she'll tell when she wants to, if she wants to. for all they know : this new, whatever it was, will get trashed + dumped within a week / so. just can't trust the help these days.
" jealous ? of that guy ? please. his work's sloppy && you know it, " despite the roll of their eyes, a rather amused smile work its way up their lips, followed by a soft shake of their head. " doing the whole solo act thing gets boring over time, huh ? "
ever since that night, something shifted. they became much more deliberate with every one of their touches, words carrying a much deeper connotation beyond just friendly banter between two soul that just happened to intertwine. coming up to @lawevades, nyx curls their arm around the other's own without another word. " hi, " words barely above a giggle, gaze lifting to flicker up to meet a darker pair of eyes. " i missed you. a lot, " lilt sickly sweet, soft + rather foreign to someone who often speaks in serpent tongue. " did you miss me ? " it's clear that there's an intention between their words ; not that they've revealed it just yet.
COUNTDOWN TO STRANGER THINGS 4 ↳ 91. Mike Wheeler
I don’t know. Sometimes I feel like I’m going crazy.
* will you go buy me tampons or not?
the answer should be obvious, it should be. they didn't even bother reacting for a moment, only staring back at their best friend with a look that can only be described as ' do you want to retract that question ? '. a second pass, then two. then three. no punchline, nothing. " you know i don't have a vagina, right ? i don't know how ... pussy sizes work, " in theory, they can just ... wing it. but they know sophie ; god, does nyx know sophie. she's not going to let them catch a breath if they happen to buy the wrong one. " why don't you ask matty ? judging from his jolly ass personality, he's probably in an eternal pms, "
“ i know i shouldn’t care about what you do or who you do it with, but… i’m just—so lonely. “
words akin to these would usually be met with a simple brushing off / even a snide remark or two from their side, but instead, they simply sigh. it lingers between the two for a moment ; seemingly a glitch in the universe coming from someone who's more used to having spite roll off their tongue. but hearing her sound rather broken — a rare show of vulnerability from a girl they perceive to be rather bulletproof. strangely enough, it doesn't make them perceive her as lesser than : rather, much of a stronger force than before. " i know i've been ... busy. that's on me, " a silent apology lingers somewhere between those words. " — what's to say we hit up that shitty old bar && find some perv + bash his skull in two ? "
spxtr
it was still yet early into the day, probably no later than nine o’clock &. marc needed some coffee in his system to even begin to properly function, his head sprialing from steven speaking to him whilst on their walk to the coffee shop. marc notes the way the younger individual rolls their eyes at him, nonetheless the attitude that follows with words. kids these days, no respect. digging his wallet out from his pocket, he effortlessly pulls out a ten dollar bill, handing it to them. ❛ shouldn’t you be nicer to your clientele , kid ? ❜ eyes shift to look at them, a brow cocked in question, shoving his wallet back into his pocket. marc doesn’t even attempt to hide his displeasure. ❛ i get it , it’s a shitty job &. all but listen , maybe you’d have a better time if you weren’t being a judgemental little shit . ❜
they could try their hand at being nicer. they really can ... but that would be so much work. the muscles it would strain for them to force a smile, let alone feign a few nicesities here && there. definitely not worth the hourly. a scoff fills the air as they take the bill, not even bothering to meet marc's eyes. " i mean, i could but, then again ... i don't get paid enough for customer service, " the way they pocket the tenner to the slot in their apron isn't amiss, back turning from the customer as they start to maneuver through the elongated barisa bar. there's no spring in their step as they almost lazily pour whatever is needed into the cup, writing a rather pleasant message on the plastic which reads ' from the little shit :) ' before sliding it over the counter without another word.
timerevolt
An eyebrow rose at Nyx’s physical and verbal cues of displeasure. Lulu couldn’t help but burst into a melodic fit of laugher, amusement evident on her naturally pretty features. High heels clicked against the floor, as she cupped their cheeks within her palm. Thumb gently stroked their cheek bone, as she leaned in close. “Good thing I so totally don’t dress for anyone but myself then….And I so would never wear Hot Topic, even if it like did come from a dumpster.” Eyes rolled as she pulled away, and primped herself in the mirror, “If you want something more to your taste –It will cost you.” Nose playfully scrunched, “Cause trust me; people care more about what I look out of my clothes than in them.”
they visibly grimace, lips pulled back into a scowl as her finger settle on their cheekbones ; even if it was for a second, it was enough to make them scoff. immediately stepping back to give some space between the two, arms crossing over their chest almost protectively. offendedly, even. as if lulu just commited a cardinal crime. " funny that you think that you'd ever be worth any of my money. even a cent is being generous ... christ, " shoes tapping against the hardwood incessantly, nyx's tongue clicks to the roof of their mouth. " always exist at least two feet away from me, yeah ? can't have people thinking that we know each other, "
random writing prompts pt. i.
“ aw, that’s cute. did you think that i really loved you? “
“ i didn’t want to do this. but you betrayed my trust. “
“ this hurts me more than it will ever hurt you. “
“ you reap what you sow. “
“ what did i do? what’s so wrong with me that you can’t just love me? “
“ if nothing else, let’s make the most of being alive and together. “
“ i think i fall in love every day. “
“ i’ll save any life so long as it isn’t not my own. “
“ they didn’t bury you deep enough. “
“ my god, what’s become of you? “
“ enough of your games already. “
“ be careful what you wish for, ____. “
“ i know exactly what’s best for you. “
“ maybe if you weren’t so damn stubborn, we could get something done around here. “
“ you promised me. you promised. “
“ let’s play a game. it’ll be fun. “
“ if this is you when you’re calm, then i’m terrified of what you’re like when you’re actually upset. “
“ i didn’t mean to hurt anyone. i just wanted to help. “
“ i know i’m guilty. i am. i’m guilty. “
“ i don’t know what you want from me. i can’t fix you. “
“ it hurts, doesn’t it? i can make it hurt more. “
“ try not to get yourself killed or i’ll bring you back just to kill you again myself. “
“ you were the only person who understood me. you were my only friend. “
“ i know i shouldn’t care about what you do or who you do it with, but… i’m just—so lonely. “
“ you don’t know what you’re doing. you could kill someone. “
“ just let me help you. you don’t have to do this alone. “
“ aw, you’re no fun. no fun at all. “
“ you’re making me look like an idiot, i hope you know that. “
“ since when did you come back from the dead? “
“ i can rip you apart just as well as i can put you back together. “
“ there’s always something worth fighting for. “
“ pull yourself together, please. i can only afford one of us being a mess. “
“ stay with me. you’ll be fine. “
“ you clearly don’t belong here. “
“ you’re better off dead than alive, ____. “
“ do what you’ve been told. “
“ i can’t just sit around and let people get hurt. it’s my responsibility. “
“ you’re so busy taking care of everyone else that you can’t even take care of yourself! “
“ can i pay you to leave me alone? “
“ you’re running out of excuses and i’m running out of patience. “
“ is it really worth it? is all the blood and the death worth it? “
“ ____. you’re bleeding again. “
“ don’t act like you love me. “
“ i can’t feel anything. “
“ you’re going to tear yourself apart. “
“ i just want you to be safe. is that so much to ask for? “
“ i don’t think there is a right choice, just a choice you have to make. “
“ i could really hurt you, you know. “
“ am i even a person to you? “
“ you don’t even care. they’re just something for you to use and discard. “
“ don’t treat me like a child. “
“ i need to feel alive. “
resident evil: village writing prompts.
“ there’s nothing wrong with my memory. you’re just being paranoid. “
“ it’s not paranoia if they’re really out to get you. “
“ in life and in death, we give glory. “
“ you shouldn’t be out here. it’s not safe. “
“ i’m not used to relying on other people. “
“ oh, so gauche. what do we care for bread and circuses? “
“ quiet now, child! adults are talking. “
“ my decision is final, there will be no argument. remember from whence you came! “
“ you’re still alive? impressive… “
“ oh, you didn’t think i’d let you get away, did you? “
“ anyone who is anyone has heard of the likes of you. “
“ i haven’t cut open a man in a while! “
“ taken alive? dead? which would you prefer? “
“ i need blood. warm, wet, bright red blood. “
“ they will pay for what they’ve done… “
“ i would have sliced you to ribbons if they hadn’t stopped me. “
“ rest while you can because i will hunt you and i will break you! “
“ go ahead, do your worst! “
“ like i’d ever let you get away. “
“ running will get you nowhere! “
“ you’ve ruined the hunt! “
“ you will not get away! you’re my prey… mine… “
“ so you finally came to see me! everyone falls for me in time. “
“ stupid manthing! you won’t live long, even if you run! “
“ flesh, bones, i will devour all of you! “
“ like hell you’ll kill me! “
“ not enough blood! more! more blood! “
“ come now, don’t be shy. show me your terror! “
“ how can a man be ‘almost’ dead? that’s a question for the wise. “
“ what kind of sick medieval shit is this? “
“ it’s only a riddle if you don’t know the answer. “
“ you don’t have to trust my words, but do you have any better options? “
“ ____! come with me. there’s something i have to tell you. “
“ everyone leaves me… even you… “
“ i didn’t want to keep it from you. i didn’t want to lose you again. “
“ don’t leave… i can’t let you. “
“ you are never going to get out of here! “
“ ____… i’ll make things right. “
“ oh, ____… if it’s for you, i’d do anything! “
“ i gotta say, i’m surprised you made it this far. it’d be a shame if something happened to you now. “
“ you’ve got fight, i’ll give you that, ____. “
“ i’d kill you if you weren’t worth the trouble. “
“ you’re the real deal, ____. well done. “
“ quit hiding, asshole. i’m not letting you get out of this. “
“ i am not a weapon. “
“ the strong will destroy the weak. that’s the way of the world! “
“ you can hear it, can’t you? someone’s waiting for you. “
“ i told you to leave it alone, ____. “
“ just give up. flesh and blood will never win against me! “
“ i’ve spent a lifetime creating this moment… and you try to take it away from me? “
“ i will take what is due. “
“ my desires will be fulfilled! “
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brows furrowing, they visibly grimace as soon as lulu steps out into the light. their gaze traces through every inch of her figure from head to toe, taking in every piece of fabric @timerevolt donned ... scowl seeming to only widen the longer their eyes kept its trail on her. " — you're wearing that ? to a party ? " a scoff lifts off their lips as their head shakes, hand waving the female away to go back + pick something, anything else. " no. no way. you look like you crawled out of the hot topic dumpster. && no, not in a good way, " crossing their arms over their chest, they breathe out a sigh — as if waiting for a few more moments is such an exhausting feat.
the shop was unusually quiet. only a few hunched bodies scattered here && there, the winging bell by the entrance barely ringing. not that it would spring them right into ' service with a smile mode ' on a regular basis anyway, but they were starting to be somewhat grateful that maybe they can have some sort of entertainment besides their phone for another four hours. until they hear @spxtr ‘s order, anyway. " really ? out of all the things here, you're ordering ... that ? " features scrunched up in an obvious show of distaste, they didn't even bother hiding the roll of their eyes as they scribbled down gibberish on the cup. " nine-fifty, " it really came up to six-thirty but ... a tip's a tip, right ?
I have a horrible feeling that I’m a greedy, perverted, selfish, apathetic, cynical, depraved, morally bankrupt woman, who can’t even call herself a feminist. Phoebe Waller-Bridge in Season One of Fleabag (2016-2019)
here i am making a psa to the moots i carried over from jude . u got no choice but to interact with me on here as well . thank you !!
" i .. bought you something, " their tone as monotone as ever as they offer @rasvyet an iced oat latte. they still remember their first meeting. the start of their semester-long project together where alina's obviously kind gesture of some morning coffee was met with nyx's cold stares + rather scathing welcome. it's funny to think back on those days ; especially to see how far they've come. if you ask nyx months ago that they would willingly wait in line to get both of them coffees in lieu of their big exhibition day — they would gladly throw a scalding cup of said coffee to your face. no one could have seen it coming && surely, neither could the two. " didn't what you like so i just got whatever, " yeah, as if you didn't hold up a line deciding for 15 minutes.
