#hqlfbloods

[savingthrcw]

@hqlfbloods x Penelope

Eloise would be lying if she said she hadn't been concerned to see Lord Debling walk away from Penelope; she and Colin had both disappeared, and she had chosen to return home, wondering if she should stop by the Featherington's house. It felt too much, they weren't friends anymore, but it also wasn't right to ignore everything that was going on in their lives, especially since her brother seemed involved. And then, much to her surprise, she found Penelope in her own home. "Penelope... What are you doing here? What happened?" she halted, remembering that she had decided to always keep a reasonable distance between the two of them. "Isn't this the night of... your proposal?" Her mother had seemed quite certain of it.

[creationxtrio]

@hqlfbloods — closed starter —

“the time god isn’t going to be happy about this.”

azelf’s voice of reason fell on the deaf ears of their tethered god, as they continued flying through the air of the current dimension said space deity had warped them into.

the spirit of willpower…didn’t like this realm. there was something wrong with it. everything seemed so desolate, so eerily quiet. no pokemon or human in sight.

“relax.”

palkia peered back over their shoulder, a grin on their face. who cared what dialga thought of their little sight-seeing trip. “you worry too much, spirit. see! there’s a heard of humans right there.”

the space god was right, there was a human group down there…but they moved…wrong. they smelled wrong.

the pair flew over the strange humans, continuing their exploration. but as it began to grow darker out, azelf took note of a strange settlement surrounded by walls. the blue spirit levitated over the wall, curiously peering around inside the apparent refuge, lights dim to indicate most of them were asleep.

what was this for? what did they need protection against?

no longer paying attention to where they were floating, azelf knocked into a trash can, spilling its contents into the earth with a loud clatter.

“oh—“

[smiletimeisrunningout]

“You’re hurt, you need to sit down.” ( from maximus ) @hqlfbloods

"Not until I'm sure you are safe," Emma retorted, checking behind them again; she wasn't the best of snipers, truthfully, she was much better at close-combat, or at best with a pistol, but she'd give it her best try. "We are safe. Whatever," she corrected herself, not having meant to sound so knight-in-shiny-armor-y. Ironic, considering who he was.

She took a few difficult steps in his direction, but instead of sitting to rest she put a hand on his shoulder: "Look, Maximus... you should go. I mean... just... start going without me, I'll catch up with you. Right now I can only slow you down, I don't have any stimpacks left."

[crownslip]

@hqlfbloods for mike

jess  was  absolutely  wrecked  with  exhaustion  from  the  events  that  occurred  after  their  rescue.  they'd  all  been  separated  -  either  taken  to  the  police  station  to  give  statements  or  the  hospital.   but  the  police  officers?   they  didn't  believe  anything  she'd  said,  instead  blowing  it  off.  she  could  only  speculate  what  they  truly  thought.  which  only  further  aggravated  the  blonde  who  was  already  close  to  panic  wondering  if  mike  was  alive  or  dead.

hours  later,  jess  was  brought  to  the  hospital  to  be  checked  out.  physically  apart  from  a  lot  of  internal  bruising  (  which  would  heal  with  time  )  and  a  plethora  of  cuts,  all  thanks  to  the  horrific  fall  into  the  mines,  she  would  heal.  but  jess  didn't  care  about  herself.  all  she  cared  about  was  finding  mike.

managing  to  sweet  talk  a  nurse  into  giving  her  information  and  leading  her  to  where  mike  was  being  treated,  the  blonde  maneuvered  her  way  down  a  brightly  lit  hallway  and  to  a  room.   only  two  steps  inside  and  she  laid  eyes  on  him.  ❛  mike!  thank  god,  you're  alive!  ❜

[fxntasmagoria]

“Apparently, you can duct tape a person to a wall. We have duct tape. We have a wall. Are you seeing where I’m going with this?” ( beetlejuice to lydia deetz )

Lydia looked up from adjusting settings on her camera. "And Delia is home...Lets go." She put the camera on her bed and hoped down. "How much duct tape is needed? Its not like she weighs much." Though the two women had grown a bit closer, Lydia still liked to mess with her from time to time. Especially with the help from her best friend. " You pick the wall and i'll bring her in the room and then we attack."

[leeayzh]

I think I’m far too interested in too many things to excel at one single pursuit. ( from Eloise )

𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐎𝐍 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐘 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒. accepting!

❝ has anthony been putting thoughts in your head, elly? ❞ because it wouldn't be benedict, they share that same desire to be free of social molding. darius' features are marred by a delicate frown.

❝ and what precisely is wrong with that? excelling at many things would be a marvel, for certain. you have many talents, don't think it folly otherwise. ❞

moving from the fireplace to the piano in the very center of the room, sitting upon the bench. easing the hood open.

❝ if you must know, i feel that after all this time and practice, i'm insufferable at playing. ❞

[historiavn]

      @hqlfbloods    said;     ❝ The proper order of things is often a mystery to me. You too? ❞ ( eloise to cassandra )

╰►    SOURCE:      american mcee’s alice quotes starters

❝ No; not really. ❞ Cassandra shrugs in a most UNLADYLIKE fashion, shaking her head.

❝ Our existence has become a lot less mysterious to me ever since I realized that the proper order of things, as you call it, is a mere construct created by humanity — and that most humans only perceive a small fraction of everything which the universe has to offer. Once you recognize this fact, then I assure you that things will become much clearer. ❞

[ncvabcrn]

@hqlfbloods : "Every scar has a story, right?" ( from ashley graham )

"yup." it's not like they made much effort to hide them- but why should they? it was just part of their skin, something that they were so used to, that it feels jarring whenever anyone points them out, as if it wasn't normal to have.

what even IS normal?

a few fingers brush against their arm. tracing over old wounds, thinking. she was curious, but should ally really go into the nitty gritty details?

"some of them are.. boring, though. n- nothing of note. like this one," they show ashley their left thumb, it has a long scar that starts from the tip & ends halfway down. "lost my grip on the handle while cutting up some food."

[savingthrcw]

@hqlfbloods liked for Anthony re-experiencing the terror of his father's death

As much as Eloise didn't want to admit it, Anthony wasn't the only one left unnerved by bees, but Hyacinth didn't seem to share that fear at all, proud of the three stings on her arm after they had accidentally disturbed a beehive playing Pall Mall. All three had been stung while helping their little sister retrieve the ball, but none as badly as her, who had gotten one on the face as well; Eloise herself had only been stung twice on the same arm and it felt like someone may be trying to burn it with a candle, so she wondered how Hyacinth could still be so lively. Anthony was, naturally, the one who was dealing with it in the worst way possible, nearly in hysterics, and Eloise had to roll her eyes at the misfortune of needing to caught, attracting the attention of her beyond alarmed brother. "Just a cough, that's not how it works." They had seen how it worked, if one got stung by the wrong bee: it was their breath that went away. Hers felt short, but it had to be because of the cough. "But I think we should take Hyacinth home. Put something on that-" She was interrupted by another single cough, and this time it was a tad more difficult to take enough air in afterwards. "But I'm fine! I can keep playing!" "How can you be fine, it burns like fire..." she saw Hyacinth's confused expression, and then found herself coughing more, and this time a thrill of genuine terror went through her as she felt the wheezing sound that came from her throat while she gasped for air, eyes searching for Anthony.

[muutosarchive]

hold my hand , i don’t want to lose track of you . ( ashley to chris )

🍒 @hqlfbloods . meme call

he's eager, though he's relatively able to catch himself. at times. anyway, chris wants to automatically reach out for her hand (god knew he was going to). . . . however, he pauses. his lips open in thought, kicking into gear in a shift of his weight forward. "don't worry, ash." he finishes. smooth . . . saved it.

he looks down between them, taking her hand before his hues reach up for hers'. she's been so scared tonight, &. they're almost through this. they're just waiting for sam, &. then everything would be alright. they could get out of here. they've she's been through enough. on their way back through the sewer tunnel &. back to the lodge.

"i'm not gonna leave your sight, okay? even for a second." he nods curtly. he wants to be brave, &. he has been. he's been through some things he's not yet able to understand, but right now he's tired. his breath is harsh, his leg is busted. a limp, before they stopped to talk. "i thought we already decided we won't leave each other."

[smiletimeisrunningout]

“You didn’t have to be brave. It shouldn’t have happened anyway.” ( from rose maclean ) @hqlfbloods // abuse tw

"If you tell anyone..." she starts warning, her voice strained from the attempt to hold back the crying that so desperately needs to happen, and then Emma looks up at the sky, "Well, I won't do shit to you because you are a sweetheart of a woman, but I'm gonna be pissed, Rose." There are very few people in the world who know the details of what that bastard did to her, although most of those who are aware she wants him dead can probably guess the gist of it. Lee knew most of it, and Emma had left a few too many words slip around Rose, who had caught on, when they thought he may be close - and then the night terrors had come back to haunt Emma and Rose was the one to help her. "The funny thing is... he never even slapped me. His words were more than enough. And I have had plenty men try to kill me, but it's him I dream about doing it. I don't get it." She didn't say that they had gotten married in those dreams, that she somehow knew they had spent decades together in her personal hell. "You can't tell anyone." A wasteland full of monsters, and it was her ex boyfriend that she had nightmares about.

[insidefantasy]

@hqlfbloods there was nothing that jess had learned to hate more than snowy days; maybe it was unfair, but they always reminded her of what had happened in blackwood pines. the doctors had told her it was all in her head, that the group had somehow gotten mixed around and suffered from group hysteria and mass hallucinations, but she knew that wasn't true. she knew what she had seen. lips pursed together as she saw mike across the way, feet shuffling underneath her as she moved closer to him, the familiar crunch of snow beneath her boots announcing her arrival and movement next to him.

"um, it's been a year since---" she cut herself off; there was no need to finish her sentence. she was sure he was just as aware of it as she was.

[fxntasmagoria]

“ we all have secrets, don’t we? ” ( will graham to dexter morgan )

That couldn't be more true. Dexter was full of secrets but if he wanted to keep the monster behind the cage, those secrets had to stay buried. " Something like that I hear." He answered casually, like a typical person would. Where was this conversation headed? He didn't like not knowing. " It makes people interesting I guess though. You can never truly know someone if you take into account that everyone keeps secrets. "

[leeayzh]

“ i can’t keep acting like i don’t see something is wrong with you. ” ( from Benedict )

CONFRONTATIONS. accepting!

there's a soft, husky chuckle at benedict's words. ❝ benny, you're the artist, of course you see it. ❞ though what exactly, darius might just ask later on. if he felt so inclined.

❝ you've known that i carry a sickness, not once have i hidden that from you or anyone else. ❞ truly, he saw no point in that. perhaps it would be better for him if he was direct.

though the conversation that was to follow? he vehemently dreads. his jaw wrenches back and forth, almost with hesitation. when he speaks, it's soft. softer than he intended.

❝ the thought of... ❞ exhale; shaking his head. hopefully, it wouldn't come to that. a moment, before he is exposing his inner thigh. painful lesions scattered across the skin.

❝ it's also why i missed your exhibit last week. ❞ something he almost toppled from, trying to get to, even in the midst of a fever.

[slautertm]

out of all the places that steph imagined she would run into ruth, the mall was perhaps the very last place she expected to bump into her, yet here the nerd is. her eyes look about for the other's a little as @hqlfbloods, ruth exclaims a cheerful, " too late for that. you're stuck with me. ", as lauter tries her best to make an excuse for her to keep on roam. steph sighs a little, a teasing sort of thing and she hopes the girl knows it.

" fine but only if the boys aren't with you, and you promise to not spill to pete what i pick and also give me your brutally honest opinion about all of them. " but she pauses, " you're going to homecoming... right ruth? "

[bccksmarts]

❧ * 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝟑: 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟏. ☙

➤ @hqlfbloods asked: " i think i am somehow afraid i will do something wrong. " ( from penelope featherington )

  ❝Like what?❞ Hermione's head turns to the shorter female, her brow raising. It didn't really give her enough to go on, but she knew it could have something to do with Mister Colin Bridgerton. After all, he'd just returned from his trip abroad and... well, it wasn't as if that went unnoticed. All the ladies of the Ton saw him; goodness, he even flirted with a good chunk of them. Hermione wasn't blind, either.

  And she especially wasn't a fool when it came to Penelope and her attraction toward him. Everyone else seemed to not really see it — she supposed — but it was as clear as day! It was there, natural— it was love, for goodness sake.

  Ever since her fall-out with Eloise, this pair had been around each other all the more. Three went down to two for some unknown reason, but that's just how it was. Was Hermione going to get involved? No. That was between those two, whatever it was.

  ❝You need more confidence, Penelope,❞ she speaks, giving her friend a stern look, nothing out of the ordinary for Miss Granger, ❝I've seen you, you know. The way you walked into that ballroom with your new dress. You need to apply that confidence.❞ She nods at that, ❝...Would this happen to be because of Mister Bridgerton?❞