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vera was only 14 when quinn was born so, by the time she lost her own years later, she had seen everything that she would never get to experience or love, which in turn pulled her from quinn's life.

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ALYSSA DRAKE - sarah grey. twenty, she / her, demisexual. lucciola / lux.

HAMISH DUKE - thomas elms. twenty-seven, he / him, pansexual. tundra.

JACK MORTON - jake manley. nineteen, he / him, heterosexual. silverback.

LILITH BATHORY - devery jacobs. twenty-one, she / her, bisexual. timber.

NATHAN MCKINLEY - michael evans behling. twenty, he / him, heterosexual. zeta.

QUINN STONE - amalia holm. twenty-four, she / her, lesbian. magistratus.

RANDALL CARPIO - adam dimarco. twenty-two, he / him, bisexual. greybeard.

VERA STONE - katharine isabelle. thirty-eight, she / her, pansexual. grand magus.

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*   ⊰   random   edits   ───   VERA  STONE   ───   mutuals   may   reblog.

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i've been having so much fun talking about & plotting with the order that i didn't realise it was 1am... time flies huh ???

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someone needs to add lilith so we can make my quilith dream a reality...

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ALYSSA DRAKE - political science & economics ( double major ).

HAMISH DUKE - philosophy teaching assistant.

JACK MORTON - marine biology.

LILITH BATHORY - women & gender studies.

NATHAN MCKINLEY - sports physiotherapy ( football scholarship ).

QUINN STONE - biomedical engineering.

RANDALL CARPIO - pre-med.

VERA STONE - university chancellor.

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i'm currently on holiday so stuff will start 9.8.22.

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OF WEREWOLVES & ALIENS // NATHANIEL MCKINLEY & UDYATI RAO

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“You have so many layers, that you can peel away a few, and everyone’s so shocked or impressed that you’re baring your soul, while to you it’s nothing, because you know you’ve twenty more layers to go.”

— Craig Thompson

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daphne finch​   ❪   . . .   ❫   quinn stone .

@warwolves        →        FROM  QUINN  STONE   :        prompt ↳          “ i overheard my name in your conversation… ”

daphne    sat    cross - legged    on    the    floor    of    the    library,        books    surrounding    her    as    she    was    doing    some    much    needed    research.            she    was    no    scholar,        but    daphne    knew    her    stuff.            the    other    girl    knocked    her    out    of    her    thoughts          —          thoughts    of    them.            she’d    rather    not    dwell    on    it    too    much,        too    often.            a    soft    laugh.

❛ ❛        shouldn’t    have    been    eavesdropping,        quinn.            tut    tut.        ❜ ❜               in    one    swift    movement    daphne    was    on    her    feet,        she    was    only    joking    with    the    other.            walls    were    thin,        daphne    had    never    been    quiet.            dusting    her    hands    on    the    front    of    her    jeans    she    motioned    for    quinn    to    follow    her    to    the    map    on    the    table.

❛ ❛        i’m    heading    to    south    america    in    the    morning        &        i    need    you    to    come    with    me.        ❜ ❜

❛  i’m  fairly  certain  the  whole  library  could  hear  you,  ❜  quinn’s  brow  arches  as  fingers  delicately  pluck  glasses  from  her  nose  and  hangs  them  on  the  neckline  of  her  shirt.  nevertheless,  quinn  had  made  a  special  effort  to  overhear.  what  can  she  say?  she’s  a  curious  soul.  not  that  that  excuses  it,  but  still.  she  can’t  help  but  wonder  if  the  woman  she  likes  ever  mentions  her.

when  motioned,  quinn  makes  her  way  towards,  ocean  blues  taking  in  the  wear  and  tear  that  centuries  affords  old  paper.  placing  palms  atop  of  the  table,  she  takes  in  the  information  this  gives  her  on  a  surface  level  before  turning  eyes  on  the  other.  straightening  up,  arms  fold  across  her  chest.  as  much  as  the  idea  of  travelling  to  a  distant  land  with  daphne  causes  blood  to  rush  to  her  ears,  she  can’t  help  but  question  the  why.  ❛  what  makes  you  think  i  can  up  and  leave  whenever  i  want?  ❜  she  asks.  while  she  may  not  belong  here,  the  thought  of  leaving  before  she  gets  to  know  her  aunt  offers  a  roadblock  in  the  temptation.

❛  as  much  as  i  would  like  to  jump  into  the  void  with  you  --  ❜  an  immediate  pause  follows.  she  meant  to  think  of  it  that  way,  not  speak  it.  ears  burn  brighter.  ❛  what  i  mean,  daphne,  is  that  i  want  to  know  why.  ❜