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jackripner‌:

a flicker of shadows;     he moves through them like a wisp of darkness   —–  night dweller, peril in the pathways that curve at his crooked mouth ,     in the glimmer of jagged teeth.    but the lamb  — oh the lamb,  all wobbling knees and staggering feet,  seldom strays far.  it’ll match to the slaughter even as you bust the gates open and plead them to flee.  how maliciously its does a grip tightens about her waist,  thin and feeble and breakable to the slightest of touches    — to pull her into the hungry teeth of shadows, into lacing arms that shackle and restrain,   yet feel as the safest confinements.       “     — hey.      ”     the rasp of his laughter cushions against her ear,  cheeky   &   playful,   a familiar sound that’d hopefully steady that incessant drumming in her chest .     “     alright…   that was rather slippery of me.     you can punish me later but…       i come bearing gifts.    ”       @ohalxce

Unsuspecting. That was one of the best words one could use to describe Alice.  Unsuspecting of Jack’s real nature. Unsuspecting that could be anything but the beautiful Prince Charming that he currently seemed. Laughter echoed from her mouth, loud and happy . “Hey to you too.” Her smile was beaming as she leaned into him, hands covering his. Brow quirking upwards, she shifted herself in his arms so she’s facing him, arms now wrapped around his neck. “What kind of gifts? They’re gonna have to be pretty wonderful to make up for your...snakiness.” Another laugh escaped her, poking fun at her own choice of words.

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ohhdarlings‌:

Charlotte -> Alice: be there in five

Charlotte-> Alice: yep. no paper trail though, tell you everything in person xoxox

Alice -> Charlotte: oh wow. alright, i’ll be out the front of the school

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ohhdarlings‌:

Charlotte -> Alice: lunch? Is there somewhere edible on this godforsaken island?

Charlotte -> Alice: more like who….

Alice -> Charlotte: lots and lots of place infact

Alice -> Charlotte: it wasn’t..?

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ohhdarlings‌:

Charlotte -> Alice: hi hello what are you doing i am on the way 

Charlotte -> Alice: i might have done something not great

Alice -> Charlotte: just finished up class with the grade threes. i got a break now. 

Alice -> Charlotte: what did you do?

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talkngdust‌:

@ohalxce.

in one swift swallow len downs the drink he’d just painstakingly made, if by painstakingly he meant violently shaking the cocktail shaker too quickly for human eyes to catch. it’s a good thing neither of them are human, but he hoped alice would forgive him for his erratic behavior. it doesn’t go down smooth, but he wasn’t aiming for that. “ well, i hit on darius. i was drunk and told myself that i wasn’t but i was, of course. then i ended up panicking all over him when the venue caught on fire so i’d say it went pretty peachy. ” this is exactly what he’d been afraid of, after realizing the extent of being in the supernatural world, and it has the added benefit of having a complete breakdown in front of his fucking ex. he goes to pour himself another one, glad that he made alice’s first. he settled again, looking over at alice, softening and better suited to focus on her. he’s aware of her real age, but she looks so young that he can’t help himself. “ tell me about your night ? are you alright ? evidently you made it out, but … ”

Despite the horrendous end, the gala hadn’t been that bad of an experience for Alice. The dancing had been fun at least and the vodka cruises. Like your average white girl, she’d probably had a few too many that night. However, it seemed like his night had gone considerably worse then hers. “Could have been worse though. Maybe it was better he was the one you were with when panicking rather then a stranger. How did he react to it?” Resting her chin in her hand, she shrugged. “Not as bad for me as it was for others. I was on my way out anyway. One of the lucky ones.” She pursed her lips. “Might not go to the next one now.”

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𝓂𝒾𝓈𝒸 𝒶𝓅𝓅 ( lucy boynton. female. she/her, pronouns, fire + the faim . ) supposedly, ALICE PHYLER is a MERMAID. they look like they’re 27, they act like they’ve been on earth for 106 years. i just saw them at THE LOCAL PRIMARY SCHOOL, i think they’re a MUSIC TEACHER there. at night you can always find them going home to STATEN ISLAND by SKATEBOARD.

Alice Phyler was born soon after the beginning of WW1 to two mermaids right on the coast of Staten Island. Right from the beginning, she saw the despondency her parents held, even in the water, their natural home.

It didn’t take long for her to figure out why. For her to learn that her kind and so many others were stuck on the island for no reason other then for who they were. The water did seem an easier place to be, even just for a little.

However, right from the beginning, she was determined to look at things optimistically. To see things brighter then her parents because maybe that would help them. That’s what she wanted to be, that’s what she wanted to see. Bright.

Her love of music came early on in life from the day she was tapping a stick on seashells as a small child. As she grew older, she picked up multiple instruments. She found her favourites to be guitar and piano. That and her voice.

She was always singing. Under water. On land. Anywhere and everywhere.

There was nothing more she wanted then to do music. To travel the world and write and perform and completely emerse herself in her craft. However, she aso knew that would never be possible. As a mermaid, she wasn’t allowed to leave Staten Island, even if she was capable of doing so. How could she be a musician for a living if she couldn’t travel?

It took Alice the longest time to find something she’d be happy doing. It wasn’t until about nine years ago, her mother suggested perhaps she could teach music. She could foster a love of music in those around her in a different way.

So, that’s what she did. She went to NYU, got her degree and now she’s been a music teacher at the local primary school for five years now. On the side, she also tutors high schoolers.

It’s not what she wants but it’s enough and it makes her happy. Occasionally, she will do little gigs here and there but it’s a harsh reminder of her love for something she cannot have.

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 Bright and bubbly and loud, that is the way to describe Alice. She sees the world as lovelier then it is because it’s the only way she can cope with what it’s really like.

She’s named after Alice from Alice in Wonderland (both her parents love the book) and it’s quite accurate for her. She has the same curiosity, the same want for more in life.

Her skateboard is her baby, it goes literally everywhere with her. It’s not uncommon to see her zipping through NY on her skateboard with her guitar strapped to her back.

Is incredibly emotional. She wears her heart on her sleeve and it can get the best of her.

A bit of temper, but we won’t talk about that.

Way too trusting. She sees the best in others and will make excuses for them when they do something wrong. 

She just wants to be a punk rocker with flowers in her hair.

(her hair is in a blonde bob that goes to her shoulders btw)