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❝ Imagine what they could do on a track team. ❞ Kelly immediately made a face at herself, knowing that was such a stupid joke. It sounded like something Ash might say that would cause the group to roll their eyes at him. The more she hung around that guy, she swore the more he started rubbing off on her. She used to think that was a bad thing, and maybe it was in this case considering the dumb ass joke, but in a lot of other ways, it was a good thing. She was stronger because of him. She felt like she'd found her place in the world, even if it meant slaughtering demons trying to destroy the world over and over again.

She frowned at the other woman, brown eyes looking her up and down to really make sure she wasn't worse off than what she was claiming. ❝ You sure? ❞ When she was satisfied that Mia really was okay, she took a moment to sigh and try and relax. ❝ Okay, listen, I got a motel down the street. Kind of shady but the vending machine's broken so most of the time it's like a buy one get one free deal, two if you give it a good kick. What do you say about coming back with me and you get a shower and a change of clean clothes? ❞

Mia's only ever killed the one. The abomination. But she had just gotten lucky then. She was nowhere near skilled or an expert. She thought she would never have to deal with those things again after the cabin. But months went by and her physical wounds recovered. But Mia always felt that she was still being hunted. She was always on edge. Always carried a weapon. She knew that if the demons ever came back that they would come for her. Whether it be by possessing her again or possessing someone else to attack her. There was no leaving her alone. She had escaped them. They weren't going to let that slide.

All of her paranoia was warranted. Because the deadites showed up. These ones were a bit different. Still relentless and brutal. But there was something about them that made Mia wonder if they weren't possessed by the demons that took her and her friends. Surely there were plenty of demonic beings lying dormant out there. Maybe more books. Mia left the one her friends found at her family cabin. She wanted nothing to do with it.

Lucky for Mia, her hunting knife was sheathed on her thigh when she started getting attacked. There were too many close calls though. She was clumsy and uncoordinated. Only having one hand didn't help. But she managed. There was no managing the gore though.

"I'm fine. Probably a few scratches a bruises. But I'll deal." She shrugged. "Those fuckers are fast."

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Jude watched her with anticipation - didn't even know if he was blinking or not while he waited for her to take a bite of the sandwich. If she absolutely hated it, fine, it wasn't the sandwich's fault, he knew that much. She just had a disdain for tomatoes on sandwiches which was such a wild accusation because then what about burgers? Did she eat them plain? Did she at least put ketchup and mustard on them to add flavor? His head was spinning for no reason just thinking about that.

The second her mouth even met the sandwich - and not even a full bite either, like the world's most pathetic nibble - she exploded into a coughing fit. Immediately he rolled his eyes and reached out to snatch the sandwich back. ❝ Oh my God, Ren, you're an actual drama queen. It's not even that bad. Did you even bite the tomato? ❞ He examined the sandwich for himself, her teeth barely making a dent in the bread at all. Everyone knows that the first bite is always bready, too!

❝ I don't know, ❞ he said with a shrug, imagining how both of them would really change their attire to go out somewhere on a date, be it bowling or some fancy restaurant. Well, as fancy as this town had to offer, and as much as they could afford, too. ❝ I can wear the hell out of a button-up shirt I guess. ❞ Which wasn't that different than what he normally wore when he wasn't in scrubs.

❝ It's probably easier for girls to get all fancy, huh? I can see you in a dress and heels. ❞ How short the dress was in his imagination was not going to be said out loud, just left to that - his imagination.

ren takes the half of the sandwich jude offers to her, happy for the distraction from her misstep. and the thing is, right, when she takes it, that it's a concerted effort, to not pull a face of disgust. because the thing ren hasn't said? she fucking hates tomatoes.

but she takes it anyway. 'cause, like, yeah she's tried them a million times before, but people are always so weird and pushy and condescending about it. like, ' oh but you just haven't tried them the way that i make them ', or ' you're such a picky eater, you won't try anything! ' but jude's just being playful, sweet wanting her to try something new.

and okay, maybe if ren's honest, she'd probably try anything jude offered her, if just the once. if just because it's him.

she's busy half-heartedly nibbling on one corner of the sandwich, not quite wanting to just take a full bite (maybe not quite brave enough), when she almost chokes. half-inhales the crusty bread and cheese (and just that little bit of tomato) she'd been chewing as jude follows her verbal diarrhea up with what sounds like...

but like, surely not, right? he's just kidding, continuing the joking banter he assumes she was making too.

it takes ren a second to stop coughing and figure out how to breathe again. when she does she's flushed and panting, and not entirely from the sandwich.

but nobody ever accused ren of being a coward ( arrogant, maybe, but not a coward ) , so;

❝ dressed up how? ❞ even if her voice comes out a bit croaky, she does her best to look normal. nonchalant. ❝ i'm always tempted by dressing up. you should know that by now, Thomson. ❞

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Jude ordered enough pizza that the number to his favorite spot was ingrained in his memory. He didn't even have to think about the numbers as his thumb glided over the keypad and instinctively typed it in. A few rings later someone on the other end picked up and he rattled off their order, even threw in some cheese bread sticks 'cause why not? It was Ren's birthday so he had to splurge for her, reminded himself that as soon as he was off the phone with the pizza guy, he was going to text Patrick and Winnie to see if they'd do him a favor. One of them had to be free and he'd owe them big time.

❝ Thirty minutes or it's free, ❞ he joked as he lowered the phone from his ear and swiftly began texting his two best friends. Hey, kids who were kidnapped and held captive together stay together, right? The knot in his stomach reminded him that he'd never really told Ren about how they knew each other, just that they all grew up together. Her birthday probably wasn't the best time to dump that on her either.

After he was done with his covert mission, he put his phone down on the counter and went to open one of the cabinet doors, pulling out some wine glasses. Hey, he was just fancy enough to own a few for special occasions, this being one of them. ❝ So . . . does the birthday girl wanna watch a movie? What do you want to do? ❞

ren lets herself be shooed inside, hums in appreciation at his words. her cheek feels a bit cold for the lack of his touch. pointedly doesn't examine the why of that any further than surface noting.

there's still a twisty, uncomfortable churning in her chest, her gut, between the curve of her ribs. it's always like that, every year. it's why she usually prefers to drown herself in numbness, suffocate the squirm with copious amounts of wine.

but the feeling is muted, a little, here. somewhere familiar that's not just her place, that has jude sewn into every corner. manageable. she can manage this. she hopes.

so she lets herself be ushered and breathes against the sludge in her chest. she nods as she grabs the wine again, fingers dancing over the neck of the bottle like it's something delicate. plasters a smile over melancholy features.

❝hhm,❞ she hums, head tilting side to side as she pretends to consider. the bottle clinks on the counter, nails drumming against granite. ❝supreme? with extra mushrooms?❞

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When she had been turned into a vampire, it had been against her will by a man who wanted to keep her framed as the perfect porcelain doll that he had fallen in love with. His otherworldly charms had been no match for the quaint farmer that she had fallen in love with and he had grown enraged because of it. Abraham hadn't just taken away her mortality that night, he had taken away a husband who adored her, her career, and dreams never to be fulfilled. Though she was cradled in his arms, there was no sense of security. Nadja remembered being filled with terror and she knew that she never wanted any human to feel the way that she did.

Holding Rex in her arms now, she saw a similar look of terror in his eyes. He didn't want to die. ❝ Please, please, please . . . ❞ She begged of him, hoping that prayer alone could keep him alive, despite knowing the truth of the matter. If she didn't do something now he was going to die. ❝ It's okay, it's okay, ❞ she said in a hushed voice, hardly able to make out his face now through the tears in her eyes. ❝ You're going to be okay. ❞

Behind her lips, her vampiric fangs slid into place. She had never turned anyone before in her life but she knew how, she remembered how it was done to her. If there was ever a time when she was going to turn somebody, it was going to be to save the love of her life. This was a man who had fallen for a drawing of her, who had tracked her down overseas just to meet her, and they'd been inseparable all of these years later. Death couldn't take him away from her. It couldn't. If he hated her later for this then so be it.

Nadja leaned into his neck before it was too late and sunk her fangs into his tender flesh. Blood rushed into her mouth but she didn't care about the feeding aspect as much as she did turning him. Satisfied with the bite itself, she wasted no time in moving to her own arm now, biting right into it so that she would draw blood. She prayed that it wasn't too late, that he was still clinging to life so that this would take. She brushed her punctured arm across his lips, letting the blood drip into his mouth. ❝ Drink, baby, please, ❞ her frantic words begged him.

@untilthcyrot asked: "i know i'm gonna lose you, but god i don't want to." (rex + nadja)

he's certain that he can't move his legs, the power the werewolf had was something he'd never felt before. a million thoughts are running through his head and he's not sure what's going on anymore. all he could do was hear her voice and it sounded devastated ... was he dying ? shit , rex didn't want to die, why didn't he move out of the way while he still could ? no, there's no time for that now; it's far too late. he groaned, not able to speak, but he managed to turn his head to glance at nadja. the look on her face answered the question he had been thinking seconds before and his eyes became wide as if he could see that bright white light he'd heard people talk about.

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Jude never intended to hide anything from her. There just never seemed to be a right time to say, 'Hey, this whole nurse thing works out pretty great for me because I actually have the literal superpower to heal people.' He had made a pact with the other kids, like Patrick and Winnie, that they were never going to say anything to people about what they were capable of because they didn't want to end up in another Gilded Hand situation where people would come after them just for having unexplainable abilities. It was better for all involved if they kept quiet about what they could do. Besides, the ability to heal someone on the spot was coveted and he didn't want to be taken advantage of.

Now he felt like he had kept it to himself for so long that there might not ever be a moment to express to her just what it was he could do without there being trust issues, or was that fear just all in his head? Jude had hoped that he'd never have to exploit himself in a situation like this, where someone's life was at stake and he was forced to tell her this way, but this was what the fates had in store for him apparently. If Jude didn't do something to help Alex then he'd never be able to forgive himself, and he'd never expect Ren to either.

He had seen a lot come into the hospital on gurnies but this was brutal. There were too many wounds for Jude to keep track of just by looking down at the girl alone and he was already mentally preparing for the toll that it was going to take on him later. But did that matter? Did Jude being in pain really matter when the most important person in Ren's life was dying in her arms? No, not by a long shot.

❝ I can help. I can help her, ❞ he whispered under his own breath, unsure if Ren could even hear him, unsure if he was even speaking to her at all or to himself. The nurse reached out with his hands, carefully laying them on top of Alex's body, across the torso covered in blood and feeling the ripples of broken skin underneath his fingertips. His eyelids shut as he concentrated, focusing on the ability that was gifted to him - by whom, he had no idea, but he was going to use it to save this girl's life.

The pain started at the tips of his fingers and crawled up the length of his arms. His veins turned black as he transferred her pain coursing through her body into his own. It was like he was the one that had been violently assaulted now, the pain immeasurable. All he wanted to do was scream out loud but he held it back. He had to remain concentrated and see the whole thing through until there wasn't a scratch left on Alex's body. The injuries beneath his hands began to close up and he knew it was working, he just needed a few more minutes . . .

PLOTTED STARTER.

there aren't a lot of things in the world that ren genuinely, honestly, truly loves. kara, probably very close to the top of the list. she appreciates sharon, hopes nothing bad ever happens to her ( at least for alex's sake ) . and then, well, speaking of alex—

alex is ren's entire fucking world.

which is why it's particularly distressing that ren is currently cradling alex's half-limp body, blood smeared across her chest, up her neck, along the curve of her jaw. thick globs of red drip, drip, drip onto the rough forest floor underneath where they collapsed, ren's arms encircling alex's shoulders, hands desperately trying to press against too many wounds. crimson smears up ren's arms even as it pools and splatters around her legs.

she's crying. chest feels tight, throat constricted. everything is too bright and too dark all at once, the cacophony of birds and bugs and other forest-dwellers screaming in her ears just as it all fades into the background against alex's shallow, laboured breaths. the world is blurry. her heart pounds heavily against the cage of her ribs.

she looks up at @untilthcyrot, not even considering how she might explain what just happened, what jude just saw. all she can think is alex. alex is bleeding. alex is hurt. alex is dying, and ren doesn't know what to do.

she can't lose her.

❝ do something! ❞ she screams, cries, pleads, voice pitched up and hoarse, whiny and desperate. she hiccups over her words even as they catch in the back of her throat, ❝ help her, please! you— you can help her, you're a nurse, you— jude you have to save her, i can't— i can't— ❞

she can't say it out loud.

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Gaear had only spared her a few glances in her direction up until now, thinking that she had only been worried about her daughter for nothing. Like he said, it wasn't like she was never going to see the little girl again. Besides, she could call her in the meantime if she really wanted to hear her voice and tell her that mommy was coming home soon. Now he fully turned to look at her and saw the tears running down her cheeks. She was really fucking torn up about this, huh? ❝ Come here, baby. ❞ He patted the empty spot on his lap.

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dolores felt horrible, but she also knew that gaear was right. dolores had chosen to do this with him and she didn't want to backtrack on her decision. she went to lay down on the bed, hand on her stomach as she tried to deep breathe her way back to normal. tears ran down her cheeks, because it just wasn't working. dolores knew that rafael was taking care of her just fine, but she felt guilty for leaving luna just to be with gaear. after a moment, she let out an angry noise and stood up. " baby, can you take me out, maybe to a club ? i just need to drink and dance... " she stood by the bed, hands clenched into fists on her sides, puppy dog eyes staring straight at gaear.

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❝ You know what I mean. ❞ Gaear had to sound all grumpy about it, too, like admitting his feelings for her would tarnish the sociopath within him. Within nothing. It was as clear as day what kind of a man he was and yet Lo had fallen for him regardless, which is why he figured that she would have been able to read between the lines. Cigarette perched between his fingers, he waved a hand to the side. ❝ I, you know . . . ❞ Love was nowhere in his vocabulary at all but he still felt that way only for her.

@untilthcyrot asked: "you're the most terrible thing i've done." ( what gaear means to say is 'i love you' loool for lo )

her first instinct was to lash out at him and demand an explanation as to what he meant, because it really wasn't making sense to her. she stared at him for a moment, narrowing her eyes at him as she tried to translate swedish to english to spanish. nope, it still wasn't making sense. " can you run that by me again ? " she asked, sliding her hands through her slick ponytail, applying the remaining glitter from her previous application of body glitter so that the product didn't go to waste.

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Nadja told herself that it was going to be just like riding a bicycle - once she heard the music play and took her first step, all of it would be flooding back to her as if she was a prima ballerina back in the eighteenth century again, living her dream. With Cassidy's encouragement, she knew she had it in her. She settled the needle of the record and took her place on the floor, envisioning that it was a great stage in front of an audience. As soon as the music played through the speaker, she began dancing, immediately remembering every step and contort of her body.

Cassidy sat back, arms crossed as he watched fondly as she put on her ballet shoes. ❝Totally on purpose. Got it.❞ He said with a small laugh himself - her giggles were a little contagious. For the longest time, he hadn't even known that she was a ballerina before. When he had found out, he had insisted that she try it again, and he was honored that she was trying it again in front of him. ❝Won't even have ta worry about that anyway. You've got this.❞

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❝ I haven't done this number in some time so if I forget my footing, just pretend it was on purpose, yes? ❞ Nadja giggled to herself as she finished putting on her ballet shoes, silky lace securely wrapped around her ankles. She could feel her nerves acting up, not having danced in front of an audience for some time now, even if it was just one person watching her right now.

♡ ───── open starter for nadja katts !

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❝ As much as I'd like to hope I don't see that day come for myself, I may not have the luxury. ❞ Given that she was a vampire, it was a likely situation that she might see the end of the world for herself. Then again, maybe an apocalypse would be what would take a vampire like her out once and for all.

"seems that way. no matter what, the end is always coming. it's just the speed that changes. averting one apocalypse tends to start another. or, sows the seeds of it." he had run from one end to the next and somehow they kept coming. "but, maybe one day we'll die before the one that can't be delayed happens."

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let nadja dance ballet for you, thank you that is all <3

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🐝  *  ―  𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑭𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.

❛  but i do care about you ... a lot.  ❜ ❛  do you really need me to say it? fine, i love you. happy now?  ❜ ❛  i didn't think you'd feel the same way.  ❜ ❛  the truth is, i don't want just anyone. i want you.  ❜ ❛  you know i love you, right?  ❜ ❛  i want to spend the rest of my life with you.  ❜ ❛  you're the only person who has ever made me feel this way.  ❜ ❛  can't you see how much i care about you?  ❜ ❛  i did all of this for you. because ... because i love you.  ❜ ❛  please don't make me say it. saying it is gonna make it real and i'm not sure i'm ready for that yet.  ❜ ❛  somewhere along the way, you became more than just a friend.  ❜ ❛  i can't keep pretending like i don't love you.  ❜ ❛  well, i like you. i really, really like you.  ❜ ❛  i like you a lot more than i ever thought i would.  ❜ ❛  you're an idiot ... but you are my idiot and i wouldn't have it any other way.  ❜ ❛  when we first met, i didn't think you'd ever mean so much to me.  ❜ ❛  i could do this on my own but i don't want to. i want you right by my side every step of the way.  ❜ ❛  for once, i'm gonna make the selfish choice and be with whoever i want to be. and that person is you.  ❜ ❛  you've made me so incredibly happy.  ❜ ❛  i wasn't planning on telling you like this but now is better than never.  ❜ ❛  believe it or not, i do enjoy spending time with you.  ❜ ❛  i still don't understand what i ever did to deserve someone like you in my life.  ❜ ❛  i love you. i'm in love with you.  ❜ ❛  just being with you is enough ... you are enough.  ❜ ❛  i love everything about you. even the things i don't like, i love.  ❜ ❛  i have been trying so hard not to say anything, to just ignore it, but i cannot do that any longer.  ❜ ❛  when i wake up, you're the first person i think about.  ❜ ❛  i've never felt a connection like this with anyone else ever before.  ❜ ❛  there's something i've been meaning to tell you for a while ... i love you.  ❜ ❛  don't ever do something like this again! i thought i'd lost you ... and i can't ever lose you.  ❜ ❛  i don't hate you. i actually like you. a lot.  ❜ ❛  you don't have to say anything, i understand. and i want you to know that i feel the same way.  ❜ ❛  what's not to love about you? you're beautiful and kind and you're overall the most amazing person i have ever met.  ❜ ❛  i have no idea how i ever managed to fall in love with someone as infuriating as you.  ❜ ❛  i just want you to know how i feel ... in case one of us won't make it.  ❜ ❛  i can't believe it's taken me this long to realize but i love you.  ❜ ❛  whenever you're around, i can feel the butterflies in my stomach.  ❜ ❛  but most of all, i hate how much i don't hate you.  ❜ ❛  you are the most important person in my life.  ❜ ❛  i love you more than words can express.  ❜

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Lydia's dark eyes continued to narrow in his direction, trying to decipher what their encounter actually meant. It didn't seem that he was attempting to mock her for the rumors about her house being haunted or that as different as she looked from everyone else, she was also different in other ways. Clicking her tongue, she simply replied, ❝ Sure, I might have. ❞

The question caught him off guard, wide eyes glancing between her unwavering gaze and the floor between them as he waited in the silence. Did he tell her the truth? That he thought he was being terrorised by a ghost? That he didn't know what was worse: If it was a ghost, or something else entirely?

"I just do," he replied, voice low enough that he wasn't sure she'd even hear. "I, uh... I heard that you did. Talk to them."

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happy birthday @cannib4l | rex & nadja ♡

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EILEEN LEAHY ✧ 12.17 THE BRITISH INVASION

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you can't call me though. i mean, you could call, but I won't answer . . . / an independent eileen leahy from the cw's supernatural . featured on a multi muse untilthcyrot written by christina .