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okay so pretty much done with all of my drafts on this blog so you should like this so i can send you memes! or dont you know i can't tell you what to do
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@howlcursed said: â you donât have to keep me company, iâm fine by myself. â (for stza!)
"oh, then i'll take my leave and never return. at your behest." stza's tone was serious, almost entirely too much so. all the same, he pulled the chair up to the other while she laid down and he blew some of the steam away from the hot cup of tea. "you need to rest and i can watch over you while you do."
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"right. is it wrong of me to confess that i was not that concerned for your wellbeing with that blood being yours? no more than any other individual i guess, for the record." stza was a natural worrier, it was just in his bones and blood from the breaths before unlife of vampirism. he did worry about wednesday, but she had proven she was more than capable on her own. arguably maybe a bit too much.
stza could feel his pointed teeth sink deeper into his bottom lip and for a second he took a long, deep breath. it wasn't to calm his nerves from the blood thankfully, but the small bit of hurt from that comment.
"you are safe. it's not in me to lose it over blood. i kept a distance to double down on that." despite his thoughts on what she said, he kept his voice, his face, all the same. he wanted to say that she would never need to worry about him. but that just seemed like it would make what he said worse. and blood was still an unfortunate weakness to his kind. "do you need help otherwise?"
The macabre - loving girl's expression softened at his apology, recognizing that he didn't meant to be judgmental towards her. Sometimes you had to meet people in the middle.
â Yes, I did find what I was looking for. Don't worry, the blood splattered on my clothes isn't messed up for me; I have grown accustomed to it. â Wednesday tried to lessen the importance of her clothes ruined beyond repair, as she could always go on a vintage shopping spree with Morticia.
Now with the newspaper hints safely stored away in the duffel bag she had brought along with her, the importance of fresh blood was sinking in. With a fearful expression, the younger Addams glanced up at the vampire in horror.
â Please, don't attack me. I forgot that you may be thirsty or tempted due to what happened when I was digging in. â Her voice sounded shrill even to her own ears.
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they're putting angela in marvel rivals????/ does that does that mean more angela stuff? gimmie!
#idk if yall understand how much i love her and her wife#surprise the transbian likes the wlw with the trans woman represent in marvel#idgaf about rivals but MY GIRL IS COMING TO IT?#and WITH HTOSE MUSCLES?#*chefs kiss*
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"well the good news? i know not a single popular belief for you lenny so i believe in your respectability wholesale. " there's a pointing gesture in his direction, giving lennon the point of something hitting just right. they got him. "you are speaking my language. as a celebration for our newly found friendship, and you can't find me on this, it's decided- i can treat you to a chocolate milkshake. to it hitting right or left or whatever direction you're feeling."
"what? i wasn't raised in a barn. against popular belief. i can be respectable," a snicker leaves the witch, long fingers raking through her unruly hair. ( yeah, lennon seems to have that effect on people. ) always having this calming air around them. something that made you feel like you've known them for years. ( which did come in handy as a nurse, but that's against the point. ) he did like that charlie was humoring them, so the least lenny can do is humor back. "i'll never say no to a milkshake. especially if it's chocolate. it just---....it hits right,"
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"was that a brag? who's trying to impress? that was just a fact of my existence and i know i'd never be able to impress you. what a ridiculous idea," there's still that ever present playfulness in his tone, though it's just a bit more uneven than his usual cadence. there is a moment of her staring down that charlie is just against the nearby tree, looking back up at her with an easy, albeit small, smile on his lips. the winds that blew past drew the early smells of autumn, a personal favorite.
"oh. sign me up. pickled oolong? pick me getting tea for an oolong time." the pun is more meant for his own humor than hers. he can hear the likely eye roll in his mind and just didn't look up to see her reaction. instead he swung a hand around and jumped up to a branch and then began to climb. he swung, without much decorum or panache, from one branch to another. "if it breaks and i die-" up further, "-can you give me a cool headstone? i bet you have poems memorized for just such occasions."
" don't try to brag , i'm not easily impressed . " wednesday was incapable of identifying jokes because she was incapable of making them . perhaps it was why she was unable to recognize charlie's conversations as interest . not in a romantic sense , possibly not even in a friendly sense , but at the very least a curious one . cleaning headstones and freshening up gravesites long been a hobby of hers after all . she just assumed he was visiting and wanted to make sure she wasn't some pesky grave digger . which she was . but that was beside the point .
she doesn't hide the suspicion on her face ; wide eyes narrowing because of furrowed brows . frown straightened into more of a thin line as her frame lifted away from the window ; a hand hesitated on the pane , contemplating shutting it and leaving it at that . but perhaps , deep deep deep ( deep , deep ) down , she tolerated his company too . â you can come up . i'll have lurch bring us pickled oolong tea and yes , you'll be expected to drink it . â
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"an original, what can i say?" there was no way she was going to defend it to the other. at the follow up, jackie is quick to scoff. "that's where you go? i rebel in your book and your first go to is me stealing candy from a baby. i'd say i worry about your brain but that train left the station forever ago."
â look at you, breaking from the team with that answer. â her gaze darts down to the clipboard framed by manicured fingers, eyes scanning over the scrawled responses of jackie's teammatesâŚÂ most of which made their captain the outlier. (of course the girls on the soccer team picked the more feminine of the available options ââ the snide remark rattles around behind heather's teeth, though she's quick to swallow it down.) she clicks her pen && quickly jots down jackie's response, a smirk playing at the corners of crimson lips. â maybe there's a rebel in you after all, taylor. what's next? stealing candy from babies? â
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doing something spiritual. understandable, though she couldn't see herself held to such moments. the quiet times seemed less and less as of late and thus she had begun to default to the adrenaline way more and more. especially when her favorite fans swung through. always beckoning trouble with them like some sort of herald of the dark days in books.
"it is not ideal, from what i've read or seen or-" there was this noncommittal hand gesture, swinging in the air as if the word had never really been hers to own. much less speak it.
"-but it is something that needed to happen. unfortunately, my first time using my connection properly was under deep duress with the threat of someone like me times two and, as strange as it is to say, a giant, blood-thirsty turkey. make anyone get used to the adrenaline if you ask me."
The young woman's body relaxed, now that there wasn't any possibility of tension going haywire between them. Thorn seemed to take on stride Wednesday's question, as if it was a daily ocurrence.
â I feel them when I'm doing anything spiritual, to be honest. â The malicious girl hesitated on answering truthfully, feeling strangely vulnerable of spilling by mistake any private information: for example, the Addams family's annual sĂŠances. Or the ones she performed secretly.
Even in that moment, there was a faint supernatural pull that Wednesday was experiencing. She tried to ignore it to later tackle the subject, but it could be a difficult task.
â I find rather interesting that you feel the veil's tug due to adrenaline. I have never lived through that, as I tend to meditate in order to talk to the other side. â The macabre - loving Wednesday puckered her lips into a tight line, angry at herself for her trouble in shutting her mouth.
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"you've been hanging around shipman and her journaling too much. that was deep for you, nat. like something chiseled onto a tombstone or in the beginning of a book. a pre...pre-thing."
@divinetenebris sent: â for jackie â¤Â    sentence starter generator .
â Perfection exacts a price, but it's the imperfect who pay it. â
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"if that is meant to hurt, you'll have to try harder than that wednesday. even if that were the case, what's the point? that my parents like me enough to pay for a good education? oh woe is me." adella didn't take direct offense to such a notion. she knew who she was talking to and knew that, sans a very select few, wednesday words seemed to cut through to insult to everyone.
at least that was the way it was perceived by the masses. though notions changed as more things came out and so forth. damn the inconsistent masses.
there was no direct reason to lie. adella didn't see the harm in wednesday knowing why she was out here. it wasn't as though the cemetery gates would appear everytime. "i have a place i was looking for that moves from time to time. it was told to me to check for it, thus this is me checking while you breathe the non-polluted air. maybe find a new roommate? might help? away from all of the dog hair."
â It seems like you are not familiar with formal manners, Adella. Didn't your parents pay private schools for you to attend? â Wednesday ignored the jabs directed at her to throw too some of her own. Even though it sounded like some harmless teasing, she had paid attention to the hostility hiding underneath the siren's voice.
All traces of expression disappeared from the Addams girl's face, like a window sharply closed. She felt herself bristle at the inconspicuous inquiry, loathing people's newfound curiosity on her nocturnal activities.
â I was merely taking a stroll through the woods; I can't sleep if I don't breathe fresh air instead of the polluted air of Nevermore. â The dark - haired teenager lied through her teeth as best as she could, hoping that it sounded convincing enough to pass as the truth. â I wonder, though, what were you doing that led you being so close to where I was. â
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"tiresome prelude to...-oh! you're talking about death. right, got it. got it...got it." it trailed off towards the end there, her words. it was not surprising, that sort of comparison, but it did still take aurelia a moment to catch up to what the other was saying. far be it from him to judge the view point on such a sickness, but at the same time it seemed dramatic. and by seemed- they meant was. it was dramatic. right down to the sneezing fit after. god, was she being written by a gothic literature author as she continued through existence? what was this timing?
"it's like a...a taxi. but you can call it to bring you food too. assuming you don't mind paying some extra money for it. mighty convenient when you're sick, unable to move or the etcetera from there." she could understand not knowing everything about the world around you, but aurelia was surprised by the lack of uber knowledge. just felt like a tenant of reality to the age group. "should you survive your coughs and sneezes, we can take it sometime. somewhere fun. well, somewhere wednesday fun."
wednesday kept her gaze fixed on aurelia ; unblinking and unreadable . her posture didn't shift but a muscle in her mouth twitched . aurelia's capability to have wednesday's words make direct contact with them and still remain ( mostly ) unaffected was a testament to their resilience , she thought . infuriating for an aggravating loner who swore she didn't need company because she found that it made being around him bearable . enjoyable even .Â
â i'm always serious . what's there to laugh about in this tiresome prelude to decomposition . â a thought that sat on wednesday's disease ridden soul a bit more as she was overtaken by a sneezing fit . after the fifth sneeze she was ready to take her own fist to her face and solve the problem herself . though , as if sensing her threat , her nose cut it out . â what the hell is uber ? â she sniffled .
#lmao aurelia is the type who inside just trying not to judge#âź aurelia interactions: wednesday âź
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As the horror holiday rolls around, I always have to get on my high horse and talk about how like...the monster from Frankenstein was quite intelligent or how Mr.Hyde is Dr. Jekyll and not just some separate entity
#the classics are filled with awful things sometimes and so forth but whenever an adaptation does these things#i just can't help but be incredibly disappointed#nosferatu helped clear some air for dracula for me#although his powers and the day time stuff is where all of them get it wrong
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&. đđ¨đŤ đđĄđ đđđŚđđ đđ, đŹđđ§đđđ§đđ đŹđđđŤđđđŤđŹ.
( you know that dynamic of the emotionally closed off one & the kind one they have a soft spot for? yeah, thatâs the vibe. )
said from the lone wolf.
â you think you know me, but the truth is, you donât. â
â going home isnât an option anymore. â
â iâm fine. thereâs nothing for you to worry about. âÂ
â do you wish i was different? âÂ
â i just, i donât want anything bad to happen to you. âÂ
â you deserve better than what youâve got. â
â i guess we both lost something we were fond of. âÂ
â iâm not leaving you out here alone. âÂ
â you donât have to keep me company, iâm fine by myself. âÂ
â coming here to see you is the only place i could go. â
â iâm afraid of losing you, okay? âÂ
â i know you probably hate me right now, and i get it. â
â what is with your weird fascination with me? âÂ
â yeah, you keep on telling yourself that bullshit. âÂ
â i didnât mean to hurt your feelings, i just have a lot on my plate. âÂ
â youâre lucky you got away with only a scratch. âÂ
â if i could be a different person, i promise you, i would be. â
â people like us donât get to decide when weâre done. â
â iâve never had anything good happen to me when i trusted others. â
â you wonât survive out there. they tear all good things apart. â
â i donât know whatâs the truth or whatâs a lie anymore. âÂ
â you got guts, iâll give you that. âÂ
â the more you know, the shorter your life will be. âÂ
â for the first time in years, i felt something that i thought had been lost to me. âÂ
â what you think youâre going through is nothing to what i have been through. âÂ
said from the soft spot.Â
â youâre not as bad as everyone says you are. â
â how is it that youâre never scared? â
â you think iâm weak because iâm not like you. â
â you wanted to be left alone, right? âÂ
â how do you make the pain go away? â
â you shouldnât smoke, you know. â
â destroy what is destroying you. â
â i hope you find the peace youâre searching for. â
â you know my door is always open to you. â
â i look at you and my heart breaks because all i see is loneliness. â
â youâre avoiding the subject and you know it. what are you hiding from me? âÂ
â youâre not at war anymore, you can come home. â
â it feels like youâve been avoiding me. â
â what are you so afraid of? â
â you shouldnât be out here by yourself. âÂ
â why do you care? you could have just walked away. âÂ
â i know you. how else do you think i found you so easily? â
â if it was the other way around, would you have come back for me? âÂ
â i just thought youâd like some company. âÂ
â are you jealous? want me all to yourself, do you? â
â i knew you had a heart. âÂ
â can you look at me? please? â
â i donât think iâve ever seen you smile. â
â if you wonât take care of yourself, then who will? â
â you have something beautiful inside of you. itâs hard for some people to tell, but itâs there. â
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"-and it's called i was swalloing my lunch. jesus. give a girl a second," jackie fired back with a roll of her eyes. "swayze. for sure." she had found a large amount of respect for him after seeing to wong fu.
Ëââ§Â   ŕžŕ˝˛ŕžŕ˝˛ŕžŕ˝˛ŕžŕ˝˛ŕžŕ˝˛Â  đ â§âË      đžđżđ´đ˝Â đđđ°đđđ´đ !    (feel free to expand)
â it's called a lunchtime poll, genius. now answer the question.  â blonde head cants, pencil and clipboard at the ready. â who's hotter, swayze or rob lowe? â
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PROMPTS FOR YEARNING, LOTS OF YEARNING... * Â assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary
i had a dream about you last night.
i remember every single kiss you took from me.
you are my everything.
i feel the same way about you.
where you go, i follow.
you're mine. you've always been mine.
i'm in love with you to the point of breathlessness.
after all this time, you still give me butterflies.
you make it hard to breathe, you know.
you fixed me. you fixed my broken heart.
i will not go another breath without you.
i crave you.
i need to be close to you.
i think i've loved you since the day we met.
i'm with you.
you touched me, and i came alive.
the universe isn't big enough to hold the depths of how i feel for you.
are you sure we're not dreaming?
kiss me again, and don't stop this time.
i can't bear the thought of living without you.
you complete me.
i want all of you. every piece of you.
i won't lose you again.
you're the most important person i have ever known.
the universe gave you to me.
you're the answer to every question i've ever had.
i want you close. i want to feel you sigh.
how am i supposed to do this without you? i can't.
all i love i knew before... it's nothing like the love i have with you.
you changed everything. everything looks different now that you're here.
i'm not ready to let go of you.
i want you safe. i want you close to me.
you fixed all of my broken pieces. you stitched me back together.
nothing will take you away from me.
i love you in every language and in every song.
i need you.
i'd rather die than let you go.
i need a whole day with you, spent in bed, just the two of us.
all that i am and everything i'll ever be belongs to you.
do you have any idea what you do to me?
stop looking at me like that. i can't focus.
you can't expect me to just... wait like this.
don't go. do that again, please.
you are everything i could ever want.
i was an empty shell until we met. i was a haunted house, darkened with pain, and you turned my lights on.
you are the most beautiful person i have ever seen.
i'm always going to be madly in love with you.
if you don't kiss me again, i'll die.
i crave the taste of your kiss.
i can't believe you're real.
if you only knew what you did to me...
there aren't enough words to explain how much i love you.
i love you more than anything.
a life without you isn't a life worth living.
don't let go of me.
you're the only one that matters.
you don't know what you do to me.
pretty sure i've fallen in love with you four times today.
you're my love.
lay with me. be with me.
they don't know you the way i do.
don't give up on me. don't give up on us.
you know what that does to me.
not even the poets could properly describe what you mean to me.
i miss the way it felt to be touched by you.
you are the sun and the stars and every other golden thing in the universe.
am i dreaming? is this real life?
i was living life half-alive until i met you.
i've never needed anyone like i need you.
please take my hand. hold it and never let go.
i love when the sun hits your eyes. you're glowing.
be with me tonight.
i've only ever wanted you. just you.
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