#pearldivrs

[blcssom]

it's been.... easier with her unconscious, to be fair. no screaming, no threats, no crashing waves. but luca had known then that it was just a matter of time before she roused from her sleep, and he turns at the sound of gentle stirring. "oh, good: i was starting to think maybe you'd given out on me and you're no good to me dead."

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[someotherdog]

for / @pearldivrs participants / finn & emily! story / it's been a few weeks since finn's church camp burnt down and he discovered emily, soon finding out she was immune. now they're traveling on the road together to a rumored lab where a group of scientists are trying to develop a cure. setting / abandoned house in a small midwestern town where finn and emily have decided to camp for the night.

even when it was covered by her clothing, finn felt as if he could still see her bite mark. he felt like it was looking right back at him. taunting him, maybe. it had become a sort of totem; one he couldn't touch—at least not without it being incredibly awkward and inappropriate—but one that kept him going. one that reminded him why he was still living on after his camp was destroyed. emily and her immunity was his sole reason for living now. finn wasn't sure if god had abandoned him or showed him his new path in the most violent way, but he found himself with a new mission regardless: he had to keep emily alive.

he had to keep them both alive, which was harder than he had expected. in no way did he think it would be easy, but he had spent most of the apocalypse holed up in his church with a handful of other survivors, and they had held on for quite a while. finn had been under the mistaken impression that god was keeping them safe, and that was why his group had lasted for so long. he struggled with the thought that maybe god changed his mind, or that god was never real in the first place. well, as a catholic, he had to believe everything happened for a reason, that there was a plan for everything. it was the only way he could keep his sanity. that and emily.

just like every other place they camped out in since the start of their journey, the house was cold and dark. it was littered with memories and keepsakes of people no longer around to remember them. from the pictures on the wall, a lovely family had lived there. mom, dad, two sons. he should've said a little prayer for them, but didn't bother. though there was a infinitesimal chance they had all survived, the odds were so heavily tipped in favor of them all dying that there was no point for hope anymore. as far as finn was concerned, he and emily were the only two souls left on earth—until they came across other survivors, of course, and he was reminded of the evil that lurked the earth. sure, not all of the people left were bad or had nefarious intentions, but it was easier to assume any stranger was a foe instead of a friend until they proved otherwise. his trust could only lie in a twenty-something year old with a bite embedded into her skin. mother of god, pray for us.

in that cold and dark house, finn had preoccupied himself with searching the kitchen cabinets for something still edible. most of it was perishable, but some of it was still usable, even after its long ago passed best-by date. collecting all the food they could safely eat and arranging it on the kitchen table, he was sorting through it when there was a sudden thump overhead. it caught his attention instantly. though they had already searched through the rooms for any infected or other survivors, there was a possibility that they missed something. or that emily hurt herself in some other way. walking out of the kitchen and into the hall, he stopped by the stairs. listening for another second, finn heard nothing but was still concerned. "emily!" he called upwards, head tilting. "are you alright?"

[bcrgondy]

@pearldivrs / ♡ liked for a starter .

" i said i had an excuse , i didn't say i had [ ... ] a good excuse . " the tips of jagged fingernails tap rhytimically , anxiously against the edge of the pool --- like an anxiety-ridden raccoon , its beady black eyes peering just above the ledge as the blue water laps against his back . " [ ... ] ahhh , c'mon ! please don't be mean , you have this pool all to yourself and it's --- so hot out here , " it wasn't , really --- the temperature was relatively low , but the alcohol in his system had convinced his body it was mid-summer . " besisdes , i don't remember where i left my clothes anyways . "

[touchbased]

"jesus christ, man." lets his head rest against the wall when he finally, finally hangs up the phone. "i know we both love her, but your sister is driving me up the fucking wall with this... flower arrangement bullshit." / @pearldivrs

[gvngsigns]

"oh my god. are you actually serious? i gave you a grocery list. you took it with you, and yet you fucking bought sweetened almond milk when it clearly says unsweetened on the list?" she should've just asked her assitant to run some errands for her. "i'm starting to think you're doing this on purpose. do you like bullying me? is this still about me coming home late last night?" / @pearldivrs

[nephesh-754]

tfw you get too happy and stim too hard (i do the shaky hands thing) and then your hands and wrists hurt

[blcssom]

he’s not technically meant to leave the booth between sets, but then again dom’s never really been great at doing what he’s meant to. what starts as some harmless eavesdropping of the couple at the bar beside him quickly becomes an intervention. drink still in hand, he slides closer to lean in over their shoulder. "if you need a distraction so you can escape, i'm happy to pull the fire alarm for you."

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[tearfest]

ㅤㅤ" i can spell it out for you, if you need me to. " she opts to layer the patronisation, almost smiling smugly as she practically watches the cogs in kayla's brain turning as she comprehends her professors advances. " i'm more than aware of your romantic... predicament, miss townsend. i practically let the two of you procreate in the back of my class. " another example of a relationship where the guy was completely undeserving of their partner. cheryl was far too familiar with that trope. the ghost of a smile actualises at kayla's admission, her head tilting to the side, her gaze dropping to stare at the girls whitened knuckles. " then i would be your first. or, you can leave my office with a stain on your academic record, and what i presume to be a stain on your panties. "

"you—- want me." just from the pause and the widening of doe eyes, it's clear that kayla's having trouble believing her. and how could she not be skeptical? the feeling of being shown interest from the same sex is completely new to her and, though kayla would hate to admit it, the control is quickly slipping from her as cheryl takes all the cards from the deck for herself. "——— i have a boyfriend," she sputters uselessly. as if cheryl doesn't know. as if they don't sit together in her class, with kayla constantly having to swat away his wandering hands and constant nudges for her affection. "and i've never—-" this part she hates even more, her fingers tightening around the papers in her hand until they've begun to crease. "—- with a woman before."

[blcssom]

“it’s definitely not the sketch.” ezra may be a lot of things, but critical of his art? never. “are you sure sold on having all of ....this in the piece? it’s a little…..” tacky. “clunky.” his gaze lifts from the ipad he's holding out to their face, expression imperceptible. “——-this is your first tattoo, right?”

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[blcssom]

“it’s…… a start.” it’s abominable. but that’s hardly something she can share with a new client, let alone one who looks as uninterested as they do. “i brought those color swatches i mentioned— will your spouse be joining us later or…?” or is this visit bound to be a complete waste of her time?

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[touchbased]

"it seems like you have something you're dying to say, so you might as well just say it." / @pearldivrs

[touchbased]

"and what makes you so sure i would cheat on my husband?" / @pearldivrs

[touchbased]

"i specifically changed the name so no one would know it's based on you, alright?" / @pearldivrs

[touchbased]

@pearldivrs SENT 🗣 FOR A STARTER WITH A LINE OF DIALOGUE FROM THIS GENERATOR !

"sorry, i know you're doing like, a whole... thing right now," gestures vaguely at their face, "but i have to ask. who died and made you the boss of me, exactly?"

[nephesh-754]

I haven't got some assignments back and I'm still not sure if the first linear algebra assignment counts so this will be slightly different from my actual rolling average but I'm rolling on 87.87 which my brain still categorises as "not over 90 you fucking failure", thank you grammar school education which seems good but with the weighting exams have it just means I need to get over 64.71 - 70.50 to get a first overall, it's not much leeway... but I'm still v proud of myself

[nephesh-754]

guys, while it lasts, I'm so fucking happy right now, and it didn't have to be anything monumental, just that my friends from home still like me and still want me around, I'm so happy