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@dehvils sent [ mirror ] - receiver finds sender having just smashed a mirror with their fists (or head) from chrissy
she heard a crash and came running, heavy boots echoing in the hall. dani pulled open the bathroom door and locked it behind her. she didn't want anyone to find them in here. "chrissy, ljubímaja, what is it?" as soon as she saw her she didn't need to ask. chrissy's hands were bleeding. dani shed her jacket and left it on the floor, running to wrap chrisy's hands in paper towels. "what happened? what did you do?"
#dehvils#blood tw#*[ CARTER D : STARTERS ]#*[ CARTER D : SHIPS x chrissy cunningham / dehvils ]#character : danielle carter
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@dehvils asked: “I once got married in Club Penguin on Valentine’s day. That was pretty romantic.” / adam to lawrence
AN AMUSED EXPRESSION came across the doctor’s face, and he even allowed a light chuckle to escape his lips. “Why am I not surprised?” Settling down on the couch beside Adam, Lawrence found himself letting out a soft sigh, smile fading slightly. HIS WIFE had left him and taken Diana with her; it was his first Valentine’s Day being single in years. But at least he had some company. And maybe, JUST MAYBE, something more could come out of this.
Deciding to take the risk, Lawrence brushed his hand against Adam’s, wrapping his fingers around it gently and lifting it up. “I don’t see A RING.” His tone was joking, but the touch was serious, even if he wouldn’t admit it. AND HE WOULDN’T. If Adam pulled away or said anything, Larry would claim it was just a joke, blame it on the alcohol. He was far from drunk, though, barely even tipsy. Adam didn’t need to know that.
#awwwww#✽ (048.) — i'm now becoming my own self fulfilled prophecy (lawrence)#dehvils#✽ (answered) — ask and you shall receive#vday
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jed tien ( @dehvils ) said to tyler lockwood ; all the what-ifs start to haunt you, you know?
when alaric saltzman had called him, he'd ignored it. all twelve times. when caroline had called him, he'd picked up immediately. apparently the salvatore alpha had died and came back, and he wasn't having the best time adjusting to being untriggered again. and of course, since tyler had been there . . . caroline wanted to connect the two. tyler had agreed instantly, and now he was meeting up with the former werewolf at the grill. they'd already gone through the introductions, and tyler couldn't help but frown at jed's words, ❝ you're not wrong. ❞ he says in what he hopes is a somewhat reassuring tone, ❝ but you can't let that stop you from living. anything could happen . . . but you have to embrace what you are now. ❞
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@dehvils hugged remus! -
remus has never been the physically affectionate type --- not generally, anyway. he’s a solitary creature by habit ( it’s the best method of self-preservation he’s found so far ), though his friends are making that habit increasingly difficult the older they get. peter’s arms close like a bone cage around him and remus freezes for a moment, tense as his instincts scream no escape! --- but then he relaxes into the embrace, even loops his arms around his friend in return, a fond smile gracing thin, pale lips. “you alright, peter?”
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@dehvils || meme || accepting ❛ stop hogging the blanket! ❜ / richie.
“Maybe if you didn’t hog it first,” Bill grumbled back. Normally, he ran warm. Hot, sometimes, inclined to wear as little as possible to bed. Throw on a fan with the AC on blast with only a sheet covering him. Tonight, though, the power had gone out which meant no heat, and it was bitterly cold outside.
Turning on his side, Bill lifted the blankets up in invitation. “Here. Come on before you freeze. Promise not to steal them again.”
#dehvils#v: [ politics always change stories never do ]#; meme reply [ we'll remember in our dreams ]
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[TEXT] - can i come over?
[TEXT] - because i’m in your driveway.
/ chrissy
𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 / accepting / @dehvils
[ miss chris ] first of all, I don't think a parking space counts as a driveway. there's no...length. 🤷♀️
[ miss chris ] secondly....there isn't a second anything. my bad.
[ miss chris ] do u remember what number I am? It's 21B. Fourth floor.
[ miss chris ] we'll see if I can drag my pancake ass outta bed to the door in four floors time. and no complaining about how shitty I look. pls.
[ miss chris ] elevators out btw... like always. 🙄
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@dehvils / ❛ you think i’m jealous? ❜
kie shoots sarah a look of disbelief. a brow raised and her head tilted to the side just slightly, lips pursed together before she shrugs. “i mean... do you want me to be honest with you?” she questions, though they both know she will be, regardless. kiara has never been one to shy away from the truth. “i know you too well for that, sarah. i know you’re jealous. it’s like... your entire vibe right now.”
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☾ — 🛑 for receiver to clean blood off sender after they protected them.
❝ hey dumbass— ❞ she started affectionately , pushing at jj's shoulder to get his attention before she focused back on the cut on his forehead. it was going to leave a gnarly scar , but it didn't require immediate medical attention or whatever. that didn't make it okay. ❝ never do that again , ❞ she scolded @dehvils as she untied the scarf on her head and pulled it off. she frowned at the fabric ( it was one of her favorites ) then lifted it to wipe at the bloody mess. ❝ i don't need you to protect me okay? i can take care of myself. if you would have gotten hurt— ❞ she trailed off , breaking eye contact when she realized how dumb it sounded. the worse than you were was implied. but so was the ' i could never forgive myself ' that she left unsaid.
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❛ i am the danger. ❜ deucalion to booker !
“Mhm. Did’ya get that out of some cheesy supervillain handbook?” If the other was truly dangerous, Booker did not seem all too concerned about that fact. He had been through enough ‘danger’ for him to not react to it like a normal person.
#dehvils#( * b. dewitt / memory is another name for ghosts. )#( have this I guess ; answered. )#( procrastinate until you die ; queue. )
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@dehvils sent: 24. RECOVER : for one muse to return the other’s lost belonging. / lexi
It wasn’t a conversation that Boris had been directly involved in, but he had overheard one of his classmates complaining about a lost item: a bracelet. Maybe it was the thief in him, but his first guess was that someone had stolen it. After all, there were some people out there who were really good at taking jewelry off of people without them noticing, only he wasn’t sure if anyone in this school had that that type of skill—and, according to Lexi (which he wasn't sure was her real name, but was what everyone called her), she was pretty sure that was where she’d lost it. Maybe it really had just gotten caught on something or came loose without her noticing.
Boris hadn’t thought much of the lost belonging, the topic leaving his mind entirely after the conversation had passed, until a few hours later when he was outside. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something in the grass glinting against the sun. His hope was that it was money, even if only a dollar or two, but as he got closer, the conversation from earlier flooded back into his mind and he realized that maybe this was the lost bracelet. He personally didn’t have much of an attachment to his own belongings because they meant to little to him, but he would’ve been sad to lose one of many black leather bracelets he had tangled around his wrist: Bami, a dear friend from New Guinea, had made it for him. Maybe Lexi’s was special in some way too.
After asking around, he headed on over to the library to see Lexi sitting at one of the tables, a book opened up in front of her. Was she reading? Studying? Well, no matter, because he was going to be stealing her attention regardless. Boris, grabbing the chair on the other side, dragged it out and threw himself down onto it. ❝Ah, Lexi! Just the person I was looking for,❞ he greeted her, arms folding atop the table while he leaned forward eagerly. Being as new as he was, he had never spoken to her before in his life. For some people, they would've been too shy to directly approach and would've turned it into the office or something of the sort, whereas Boris wasn't the shy or timid type and was more than willing to strike up conversations with new people. ❝This may sound strange, but please, hold out your hand.❞
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"you don't have to worry. no one cares here." dani smiled and opened the car door for her. "well they might care a little about this but, i've got that covered." she gestured to chrissy's pink dress before taking off her own leather jacket and putting it around the other's shoulders. "now you won't get cold and you fit in just a little." dani didn't want to change her, but she didn't want to draw any unwanted attention towards them. they didn't care much about two girls being there together, but guys could still be gross for other reasons.
STARTER for @dehvils / chrissy cunningham *
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@dehvils asked: handing lawrence a puppy. — adam
“UH…”
Confused, Lawrence slowly reached out to take the puppy, not wanting to hurt or scare the animal in Adam’s hands. He had SO many questions. And yet, looking into the creature’s adorably innocent eyes made him feel a bit lighter somehow. STILL…
“Where did you get this?”
Hopefully it wasn’t hurt. Lawrence wasn’t a vet by ANY means.
#HE’S SO CONFUSED BUT SO HAPPYYYY#✽ (048.) — i'm now becoming my own self fulfilled prophecy (lawrence)#dehvils#✽ (crack) — when will you wear wigs?#or is it 👀
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are you from around here ? / lizzie
hesitation lies in the cracks of your spine & boils inside your blood ( you , a creature of secrecy : how it must feel , swallowing your own grave ) ❛ no . ❜ exhaustion exhumed , a corpse rests for it held open hell . ❛ born & raised in norway , contrary to most of my family [ . . . ] why , plan on getting rid of me? ❜
@dehvils | prompt
#dehvils#[ writing ] › a monster in your mirror looks a lot like you .#i mean ......... he does miss norway#also hes trying to be more open & less secretive#gotta give him credit
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sarah cameron ( @dehvils ) said to juliana carvalho ; ❛ You little bitch! ❜
juliana can't help but laugh at sarah's outburst. she'd never claimed to be anything else, and she quite enjoyed the fact that sarah seemed surprised by it. kooks and pogues fought every day, and since juliana's arrival? she'd very clearly become a pogue through and through. sarah did't seem to like that juliana was hanging around john b, but while juli had no interest? it was fun pissing sarah off. ❝ what's the problem, princess? ❞ juli asked, sitting back and keeping her eyes on her, ❝ not used to not getting your way at every opportunity? ❞
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“Am I going to die?” jj @ leighton
Her eyes rolled as she let out a mocking laugh, arm extended offering JJ a solo cup with a ᴍɪxᴇᴅ ᴄᴏᴄᴋᴛᴀɪʟ, ❛ Don't tell me you're a bitch when it comes to alcohol, ❜ she had heard enough stories of the other to know he was ɴ�� sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏɪɴɢ. Leighton's eyebrow raised as she gently shook the cup in her hand, ❛ didn't peg you to be one to turn down a good time. ❜ flipping blonde hair over her shoulder as sapphire eyes glued to him, ❛ last chance, the party won't wait forever. ❜
#; okay so i hope this is good and not absolute shit cause my brain went blank ;#dehvils#dehvils [ leighton x jj ]#muse [ leighton murray ]#meme [ leighton murray ]#[ answered memes ]#post [ answered prompts ]#leighton x jj
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@dehvils || meme || accepting 45) because we’re best friends. bill & richie !
Bill grunted as the mattress shifted although he wasn’t really asleep in the first place. He turned his head to look over at who had decided to climb in next to him and wasn’t all that surprised to find Richie staring back at him. Glasses-free, but still Richie.
“Can’t sleep?” He asked, voice low so as not to disturb anyone else. That desire was what had kept him in bad in the first place, not wanting to bother the others who seemed to be sleeping soundly. Everyone but Richie.
He gazed at the other Loser through the dark of the room, blue eyes scanning his features. “You okay, Rich?”
#dehvils#v: [ politics always change stories never do ]#; meme reply [ we'll remember in our dreams ]
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