Devil in Me

I woke up to another mess in the living room, broken bottles all around my feet. They came again in the night under crescent moon, didn't wake me in my sleep. 'Cause I'd laugh & drink & talk 'bout things & fall in love in my backyard. Now it's my own anxiety that makes the conversation hard. 'Cause nobody seems to ask about me anymore, & nobody ever cares 'bout anything I think. & I'm faded away, you know, I used to be on fire. I'm standin' in the ashes of who I used to be. You know I used to be on fire.

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reesestoker;;

 ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* THE ELDER WARLOCK made a mental note to read the instructions properly before going ahead and doing it by instincts. ❝ baking is a science after all, not something you can play with on a whim. ❞ she said with a nod of her head. ❝ ah, you’re being too kind on me, child. just say it like it is: reese, you’re really bad at baking. ❞ she nudged her softly as a chuckle came out.

      She can’t help but laugh at that. “Oh most certainly. Through, in this case, the outcome wouldn’t be too bad. It’d be either it not cooking properly or being too sweet &, to be ‘onest, I do have a bit of a sweet tooth so I doubt the latter wouldn’t be that bad.” The girl hums at that, shaking her head. “Believe me, you’re not that bad. I’ve seen much, much worse.” Her nose scrunches up at the memory, through her smile still remains. “Like a literal fire starting bad. God, it took forever for that smell to clear...”

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reesestoker replied to your photo: They told me once, “don’t trust the moon, she’s...

livin 4 da soft pastels over here bYE

Madeline is the pastel queen™ it is #fact

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e-moe-tion;;

“Do shadowhunters even go to fast food restaurants like Mcdonalds, KFC or some other fast food establishments? Like, I have never seen any take-out bags in the institute nor some happy meals. No wonder you’re all so serious all the time.”

       “Now that you bring it up.... I actually don’t think I ‘ave seen anything of the sort while there. Then again, most of them don’t even get some mundane things either. It’s weird, if you ask me. I mean, you’d think they would leave the Institute every now & then for something other than missions, but nope! They’re pretty sheltered.”

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They told me once, "don't trust the moon, she's always changing". The shores bend & b r e a k for her & she begs to be loved. But nothing here is as it seems...

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cobbham;;

“llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch,” asio pronounced in perfect welsh from the book he was reading, “odd name, innit? it’s a village in wales. i’m surprised they don’t have an institute there.” his team had been assigned at harrington library for some reason. the place didn’t seem too special but their team role specifically said to defend it at all costs. as you can tell, asio was bored as hell so he grabbed a book to hopefully quell his boredom.

        “That can’t be real.” Really, she’s not supposed to be here —– after all, this wasn’t even where her team had been assigned. Madeline should be back at the Institute, checking over things on monitors, but her shift had ended awhile back & she couldn’t help herself! Really, it was killing her to not be apart of things. “I’ve been to several places throughout my lifetime, & never ‘ave I ‘eard of a place with that ‘ad such a ridiculous name. As for it not ‘aving an Institute, I’ve been to plenty of places where there isn’t one. I think it all depends on the size of the place, really.”

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reesestoker;;

  ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* THE HIGH WARLOCK’S forehead furrowed as she thought of it carefully. ❝ aren’t you supposed to put heaps of sugar in cookies ? ❞ she asked again, looking down on the bowl that contained the ingredients for sugar cookies. ❝ is that a nice way of telling me i’m old ? but seriously i haven’t baked in ages. ❞ literally.

     She shakes her head at that, trying her best to contain a giggle.. “No, not really. It says 'ere you only have to put in one cup of sugar —– not 'alf a bag. But ‘ere, I got it.” Gently Madeline takes the sugar, making a measuring cup appear with the flick of her wrist. “Of course not! You’re just out of practice with this kind of stuff, that’s all.”

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sorem-blaidd;;

“Oh dear,” Sorem spoke, “sorry for waking you up omg. I haven’t seen anything for the past four hours and y’know what, lemme just end the call and let you sleep omg. Good night, sorry,” she spoke, noticing how tired her voice sounded. Sorem felt bad for interrupting her beauty sleep.

      “Did you just say ‘omg’ out loud?” She knits her eyebrows together in confusion. “Is that something people do now & not through text messaging? Weird.” With a grunt, Madeline sits up, shaking her head despite knowing Sorem couldn’t see her. “No, no, it’s fine. You sound like you might need some company & I won’t be able to go back to sleep anyways. Are they really going to have you out there all night?”

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browningsource:

Emily Browning with part of the cast of ‘Golden Exits’ interviewed at Sundance 2017 for The Hollywood Reporter. 

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alexcndrvs;;

“Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine. How’s the rest of my team?”

     “So far, so good. No one’s reporting any suspicious activity & no one’s been attacked. So, unless there’s been some sort of interference, everything is going swimmingly.”

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lupisanimus;;

aster glanced at the offered hand in front of her, and took it with a grateful smile as she got to her feet. ‘ yep, nothing’s bruised. (just her pride) that’s good right? that gives us a chance to rest and come up with new strategies. ‘   

       “You sure? That seemed like a pretty bad fall.” She helps the girl to her feet, giving her a small smile. “I suppose, yeah. I just find it a tad bit worrisome at times, but that might just be me. You never do know what they’re planning, after all.”

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reesestoker;;

   ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* THE IMMORTAL BEING turned her attention towards the young girl before her. ❝ well, child ? better spill it out. wasting time — especially mine — is something i don’t engage in. ❞

        She coughs awkwardly, not wanting to upset her. After all, Reese was the High Warlock. “It’s just... I don’t think that’s how you’re supposed to do that. At least, that’s not how I was taught. I’m probably wrong, though. You’d know better than me.”

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thexguardian;;

“Sometimes you don’t need to be in the field to know what is going on,” advised Godiva before sipping on the glass of wine in her hands, returning to her cauldron. “There are agents outside of the Institute that we can use to our advantage. Ones that will for the most part be ignored by both our own people and any troublemakers we might come across…” The older warlock started to collect new ingredient before setting them into the pot.

      “That’s true. I just... I don’t know, I worry just a bit too much. What if they’re unable to contact us or something?” That was definitely something Sylvester had tried to work on with her, though it had only gotten worst since he had kicked her out. Her eyes looked over the monitor once more before turning back to Godiva, sighing. “I still feel trapped here, though. I just want to —– wait, don’t the fangs go in before the blood? That might be where you went wrong before.”

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krisfell;;

          Kris’s first reaction to the surprised exclamation was to point out that it was her fault for not noticing his presence, but since he was trying to get along more with the other Shadowhunters after being scolded by a few others, the young male refrained && bit the inside of his cheek in an attempt to consolidate his words.

          “Right, sorry ─── Forgot that my stealth runes are active. Grown accustomed to them, I guess.” He explained, shoving lithe hands into the back pockets of his jeans. White && black vans scuffed the ground, the soles pure ebony while the pale material stood untainted. “What am I doing here, you ask?” Kris supplied, making sure he understood the question being asked as he roamed his way forward, his destination being the ledge he usually sat upon. “Well, I usual hide from everyone up here.”

         “No, no, it’s alright—– I should ‘ave noticed you were there. I guess I was just lost in my own thoughts.” Not to mention the fact that Madeline wasn’t expecting anyone to come up here. Her back leans up against the nearby wall, focusing on her fingers as she fidgets with them.

         She nods at his question, looking up as he sits down on a ledge. “Good place to do it, if I say so myself. It’s nice & quiet. I could ‘onestly spend ‘ours up ‘ere.” She shrugs, looking back down at her fingers & trying her best to give him space. He clearly didn’t want to interact with anyone & Madeline didn’t want to disturb him too much. After all, most don’t like her already & she doesn’t want to increase that amount by nagging him.

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alexcndrvs;;

“Thanks for the head’s up but it all seems clear. Suspiciously clear, to be more exact.”

      “Well, at least it’s good who thinks that. Might want to keep an eye out just in case, though.” 

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lupisanimus;;

aster was going around surveying the area, making sure everything was in order when she tripped over her own two feet causing her to fall forward ━ face first right in front of someone, much to her chagrin. she huffed before brushing her hair out of her face, a smile on her lips. play it cool.

     ‘ sooo, anything to report? ‘

     Madeline can’t help but grimace upon the girl falling face first front of her, a small sigh escaping her lips. She can’t imagine how much that would’ve hurt & was just glad the other seemed to be alright, seemingly playing it off as if it was nothing at all. A hand is held out in order to help the girl to her feet.

     “You okay there? But, uh, nothing so far. Right now it’s pretty quiet.”

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sydsideas:

– we are the granddaughters of the witches you couldn’t burn.

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krisfell;;

          “What are you doing here?” Kris asked, seeming to appear out of no where when his footsteps were just so quiet that rarely anyone ever heard him approach. “Looking for some fresh air or something?”

         She jumps at that, quickly turning around to face the other. “Woah, okay, you scared me there.” A nervous laugh leaves her lips, hand going up in order to rub the back of her neck. “Yeah I just... needed a break, I guess. What about you?”