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@wonderlandsickness
Dark brown hues shifting up from her knees, noticing someone was staring at the gashes upon them from across the yard, Ana couldn’t help but smile to herself.
“ Don’t worry, it doesn’t hurt. ”
The streams of blood running down her legs begged to differ --- but it was the truth, she couldn’t feel a thing.
The small ghost had been crawling in glass -- an honest mistake -- didn’t realize she was bleeding until she’d made herself comfortable on the swing. The shards of broken mirrors lay dangerously across the carpet of three unsuspecting sorority rooms for no particular reason other than Ana was bored. Surely she was guaranteed bad luck for the next somewhat fifty-six years, but who gave a shit? The last several months had been HELL… but today, today was the first day she was feeling even remotely happy; today was the first day she was allowing herself to be seen.
An amusing grin took form as sights kept on her opposite. It was always a hoot seeing people’s reactions to her cuts and bruises. Most were horrified, sickened even... if the wound was ‘ bad enough ’. Ana usually scaled how much it should’ve hurt by their expressions, like a game --- though it was definitely more fun when she was alive.
“ I’m a fast healer. ”
( @perfectionturnednightmare )
My mom has always said that if I get a big head, she’ll take me out of this business as quickly as I got into it.
Chandler, Alex, Ana, Carson, Eliza, Kaden
do the sexy love™ with: Ana - wouldn’t that shit be wild?
sacrifice myself for: Chandler - hands down. Does this even need an explanation?
kick: Carson - I could imagine me and him getting into a full out brawl for shits and giggles.
take to prom: Alex - I hope she likes powder blue tuxes, because that’s what I wore for the five minutes I was at prom.
abandon in jurassic park: Kaden - sorry, kiddo. I’ll teach him how to make a spear out of wood and rocks, though.
push off a bridge: Eliza - I’d feel kind of bad, since Chandler likes her so much.
It’s sad that the most toxic relationship I have ever had is with my own mother.
(via littlequotesiliveby)
Tate, Violet, Cody, Rosalie, Kevin, Constance.
send 6 characters/people and i’ll tell you who i would;
do the sexy love™ with: kevin… not that we have, i mean… not that i’ve thought–… i, uh… just…
sacrifice myself for: tate, of course. my brother means more to me than anyone. for him, it’d do anything; and if that means sacrificing myself, so be it.
kick: violet. i have nothing against her, personally… i mean, besides the fact that she tore my brother’s heart from his chest and put her cigarette out in it. but that was decades ago. bygones.
take to prom: oh cody, definitely. between setting up little traps for the idiot teenagers and the playful mood he always seems to put me in, we’d have the best time.
abandon in jurassic park: rosalie, i guess? nothing personal. but, girl, i hope you can run.
push off a bridge: constance. by far the easiest.
( @perfectionturnednightmare, @thebrcwneyeddaughter, @dxedyoung, @rosalie–johnson, @teenburn0ut )
this little girl is capable of murder if you hurt her.
“…26, 27, 28, 29…”
What an outstanding male specimen. She wasn’t sure if he could sense her presence. The fact that he wasn’t stopping even with her in the room told her he didn’t know or he didn’t care. Either way, she was enjoying herself. Dipping her spoon in a jar of peanut butter and bringing it up to her lips, Ana watched Trevor like a movie --- though as it became a bit boring, she decided to announce her presence in an obnoxious manner. “ …34, 51, 17… ” She voiced, trying to knock him off course. What could she say? It was a habit. She couldn’t help herself.
In the attic, Ana appeared; curiosity in her expression and a Halloween cookie at hand. The house was quiet, seemingly vacant; she’d been wondering where her brothers were. Sure, Halloween was the only day she, her family, could leave, but she didn’t want to --- especially now that everyone seemed to be out celebrating and she practically had the house all to herself. Figuring at least one of her brothers was still around, she thought to seek him out. “Beau?” She whispered, walking slowly across the wooden flooring, peering into one of the darkened corners. “I have a cookie for you. It’s shaped like a pumpkin.” The small blonde stopped then and moved down to her knees before extending the treat out for her brother to take. “You have to come and get it, though.”
Fiona twirled a knife between her fingers by the handle, eyeing the costumed youngsters running by the house with interest. “It’s a shame this is only one day a year. I could get used to this.”
“The kids running away or the lack of dipshits in the house? ‘Cause I’m liking both.” Ana voiced from behind, walking out of the house and moving to lean against the porch’s railing opposite Fiona.
...Hmm, not bad.
I really could not care less.
...Oh, sure. Okay. And that’s why you didn’t pull out your little mirror and are not thoroughly checking them in it now, right?