#⁺﹒. * thread ⁄ devon.

[bluestsdays]

for some reason, none of this felt real until right now, as she watches each and every second tick by, waiting for the dreaded sound of the timer she’s set to decide their fate. everything up until this point was so blurred, in her mind. could hardly even remember waking up this morning and relaying her fears to miller, or buying the test, or ending up lying on the floor in wait, or experiencing any other emotion besides paralyzing fear. fuck, what if her gut feelings were right, and she really was pregnant ? her raw and bloodied cuticles speak volumes— she would be a mess. she would fail, somehow, she would fuck everything up, irrevocably. she wouldn’t even know how to begin to be ready for something like that when she could hardly keep herself fed and well-rested and clothed in clean, non-paint stained clothes (and not just miller’s t-shirts, either). there’s even some paint in her hair right now, frantically working at trying to get it out, as if it might change the outcome of this, or at least prove something, somehow. serves as a decent distraction, though, as her thoughts wander, wondering if he was as terrified as she was, if his thoughts were spiraling just as wildly as hers. of course, she’s thought about the prospect of this with him someday, but that’s just it— it was someday in the future, not now. and even then, she’s never been certain about the idea, not because of him, but because of her. because of her own family, her parents— how suffocated she was growing up in that house, always wondering when she would be enough. and she could lose herself in those thoughts, in the insecurities that gnaw at her bones, but it’s the sound of her timer reaching its end that snaps her out of it, adrenaline spiking in her system. “ fuck, ” she groans, arms draping across her eyes as she lay there against the floor, unable to move. “ will you look ? ” she asks, the corner of her eye peeking out from beneath one of her arms. and maybe it’s unfair, but she doesn’t think she could be the one to do it without throwing up everywhere. “ if it’s bad, you have my full permission to throw me off the balcony. it’s fine, really. ” / @bestcurse.

[loveshard]

continued from for you i would prompts / @neveraftcr

"it's not... i've seen weirder, and i've done weirder things, trust me," devon shared, offering a small smile of support. he knew he had no room to judge. while he wasn't planning to question why, he had a pretty reasonable explanation made up in his head. "does it need to be thrown in the wash or is it good to go?"

[fcrtnite-a]

continued  ·  DEVON & RAFE  ·  @soughtserenity

“but there is, rafe. trust me. i saw it.” devon assured him and placed a hand over his. she knew for certain that she was right and was determined to convince him. “when you noticed ward getting angrier and stopped him from hurting me, i saw your body change. i've seen that before and – you know deep down what's happening. it's more than instinct. there's no reason to deny it.” hand moving to his cheek, “the more i've gotten to know you, the more i'm convinced that you're a natural born leader.” 

[bittcrsuite]

open to: anyone. plot in source.

"come on!" devon called out in a sing-song voice, never quite able to turn off the rockstar in her. it had to be after midnight by now, but the blonde was running down the hotel hallway towards her room. she needed some alone time with them, even if it meant giving up a few hours of necessary sleep. swinging open the door to room 316, the blonde stepped inside and held the door, her voice bearing a teasing edge. "we're burning the midnight oil here."

[driftwccds]

closed  starter  for  DEVON  (  @alkaliineee  )  &  RASHID  (  @vroyales  ) location  :  cliffs  !!  natures  !!  whatever  !!

-ˋˏ ꒰ 🐚 ꒱ ── yeah,  okay,  so  maybe  this  is  a  little bit  stupid.  but  he  would  be  the  first  to  point  out  that  everyone  is  always  telling  him  '  you  need  to  get  out  of  the  house  more,  rohan  '  and  '  why  are  you  always  so  boring,  rohan  '  ──and  while  he  knows  they  probably  mean  something  like  dating  or  nightclubs  or  just actually visiting coffee  shops,  he  thinks  that  throwing  himself  off  the  side  of  cliff  for  the  thrill  of  it  all  should  still  count.  besides  !  it’s  not  like  he’s  doing  it  alone.  rashid  and  devon  are  here :  totally  rational,  well  adjusted  dudes  just  like  him  with  the  same  potential  interest  in  hearing  their  heartbeat  in  their  ears and feeling their stomach in their throat for 25 long seconds  (  at  least  enough  they  haven’t  backed  out  yet.  )  “  .  .  .it's  not  THAT  far  down.  "  it's not clear if  rohan  trying  to  convince  himself  or  the  others as he  gazes  over  the  edge,  towards  the  dark  waves  that  lap  at  the  rocks  below  him.  it  makes  him  feel  a  little  dizzy.  placing his hands  on  his  hips,  he  looks  back  over  his  shoulder  at  the  two  behind  him,  “  who’s  going to jump  first  ?  “

[realprvncess]

Ultimamente as coisas estavam andando mais para trás do que para frente, então quando um flyer de um spa de uma maiores vilãs daquele mundo voou na direção de Angie, mais cedo naquele dia, ela pensou "por que não?". Afinal, que mal haveria nos serviços de uma feiticeira vaidosa? Duvidava que ela fosse envenenar clientes bem debaixo do nariz de Merlin, por mais que este também fosse merecedor de desconfiança. Ainda assim, era arriscado demais, e a princesa ansiava por uma massagem shiatsu e uma sauna. Inventou mentiras para se convencer de que o local era seguro até ter coragem de plantar os pés na porta de entrada. Mas depois que entrou naquele santuário de relaxamento e cuidado... Decidiu que só sairia de lá arrancada. Bem, talvez antes, porque se deparou com @devsndrs ao entrar na sauna. "Ah, olá. É seguro ficar perto de uma vilã em progresso?" Ergueu uma única sobrancelha, escolhendo o lado oposto da câmara.

[beauaustinsinclair]

WHO: @devon-sinclair LOCATION: Dev's place

It had been a few days since Landon had been taken, and it seemed like they were no closer to finding him. He'd been doing what he could to help Will look out for Logan, and he hadn't wanted to get in the way of whatever it is the others were doing, but if there was one thing he knew it was that the longer the boy was missing, the less likely they were to find him alive. Beau frantically rapped his knuckles against Devon's door, sending up a prayer when he turned out to be home. "Can I come in? It's important."

[pcrdidcs]

( closed ! ) starter -> @alkaliineee location: gimnasio o2 aire

"i can't do it!" he cries out, sweaty hands gripping the bar as he tries to push it against the weight of gravity. as part of his attempt to be more disciplined, he thought doing a short thing with an exercise routine would be good. he wanted it to be extremely short, like a couple of weeks just to show that he could and that his discipline was improving; he wasn't actually trying to pick up an entirely new habit, no matter how healthy it is. except, this is day one and he already wants to quit. he's laying underneath the bar, trying to bench press 100 lbs ( 45 kg ) with little to no avail. the most he pressed is button pressing, both on video games on people's nerves. "i give up, devon! get this thing off me! let's go walking instead! i can hear god laughing at me and i hate it!"

[starliitstories]

plot: Devon saw your muse playing an arcade game

It had been a while since the last time he were playing games like these. Amused smile curled his lips, tall body leaning against the game this person was playing. His blue eyes were keenly looking at them playing, being so focused. It was adorable despite the fact they were not particularly good at this game. But they were clearly trying their best and having a good time. “You’re not getting enough scores.” Devon teased playfully with a warm smile on his face.

[utcpias]

          ♡.    devon    &    ??

                              ♡.       “people are too casual about the fact that parrots can talk.” @2minus​

[icedfae]

“I do not like the look on your face, Dev. Last time you gave me a look like that I thought you were going to burn the entire house down.” His sister was a loose cannon, Griff was well aware of that fact and whenever she put her mind to something he also knew stopping her was not an option. @infamyd​

[loveshard]

continued from devon's open starter (@lonelysgorg)

          “well, you didn’t exactly kick me out last night. so, that must count for something.” devon shot her a lopsided grin as he propped himself up on his elbows, the blanket sliding down to reveal his bare chest. by the looks of things, he was in the right place at the right time with the right person. he was in no hurry for answers or a journey home. he stretched lazily, his grin widening as she peeked out from under the pillow. “do you remember my name?” the musician asked, curiously. he didn't want to admit he'd forgotten hers.

[fcrtnite-a]

continued  ·  DEVON & RAFE  ·  @soughtserenity

devon blinked back tears and cradled her arm against her side. she wasn’t as immune to intense pain as the other wolves. her threshold was much lower. “all of us have gotten carried away in the moment.” she reminded rafe and followed his line of vision to landon, who was already challenging someone else to a tussle. it was a little annoying that he’d only asked if she was ‘good’ through a dry chuckle. but what was she supposed to do about it? let rafe take a hunk of flesh from him? the others would never let her live it down. devon only began lifting her shirt because of the look of concern on rafe’s face. the wound was larger than she imagined and in the shape of three claw marks. "i... guess i could use some help."

[fcrtnite]

continued  ·  DEVON & RAFE  ·  @soughtserenity

he had a point. working backwards was the way to go. “i could start working on the betas. i get along with most of them. and maybe i could even talk to jaden. he doesn't seem that unreasonable.” at least not with her. "it'll take time, but i know i can get jj, kie, and john b to listen to us."

[valleykids]

@misterkeene ➵ ✰

  her conscience was eating her alive.   sam's words were ringing in her ears, a reminder that she did not belong in this group to represent their dojo and even worse, a reminder of what she had done to get there. it seemed everyone left the locker room discouraged & most of them angry to boot. surprisingly, devon was not the latter, even with her short temper. she was more angry on behalf of sensei lawrence than she was for herself, because ultimately she knew their female captain was right. she'd done something awful - something that her mother would be so disappointed in her for - and she wasn't even doing a worthy job of the spot she had technically stolen. so, no, there was no anger. & it appeared that if anyone was sharing feelings similar to hers it was robby. devon felt bad. everyone knew robby was more than capable of getting miyagi-do points on the board. she understood he had a lot going on, and unlike the rest of the group, she didn't see any point in poking at open wounds. catching him in the hall as everyone else stormed off, she couldn't help herself from expressing as much. ❛ for what it's worth, i don't blame you. --- plus, hawk & demetri aren't really ones to talk right now given their own performances. ❜

[jawbrkrs]

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"  why  do  you  always  get  such  an  attitude  when  I  bring  him  up  ?  " | @littlcfreaks