#lizzie: 🏃🏃🏃

[mysticdeath]

it seems autumn isn't the only thing lizzie was not made for. the way her heart thrashed inside her ribcage like a caged bird desperate for release is soon added to the list. followed only by the way hope mikaelson's fingers, cool and featherlight, grazed the line of her jaw as if tracing a constellation across her skin. it was a ridiculous thing, the touch — a touch so brief, so insignificant to anyone else, yet powerful enough to leave her breathless. packing all the subtly of a strike of lightning. it was soft, delicate even, yet it scorched her, leaving a trail of burning embers beneath her skin. lizzie could still feel the ghost of it lingering long after hope's hand had retreated, like smoke curling in the wake of a fire, and her throat tightened in protest against words. her thoughts tangled up in the leaves still woven through her hair, the press of hope's body still holding her in place like the weight of a thousand spells. how did she always manage to do this? to paralyze her with the simplest gestures. it was maddening.

always there, always teasing, always unraveling her in ways lizzie could neither control nor understand. hope, still perched atop her like some mischievous queen, the weight of her presence both oppressive and comforting all at once; a contradiction that makes the heretic's head spin. god, just let me breath, she wants to scream, but the air is thick and sweet with the scent of damp earth and fallen leaves, and she can't seem to draw enough of it into her lungs. and then came the shift — the touch vanishes as quickly as it had come, only to return in the form of a burgundy leaf plucked from her tangled hair like a trophy. it twirls lazily between the tribrid's fingers before landing softly on her cheek. for a brief second, just a second, lizzie swears her skin crackled beneath the touch, igniting in little sparks of color she couldn't surprise. she had felt the blush rising, blooming like a sunset— rosy and warm —and she hated it. hated how transparent it was. hated how hope's smile was a wicked, teasing thing that left her in disarray, her eyes glinting with insufferable confidence as lizzie's breath hitched, her body betraying her with every flush of her pulse.

for a moment, the blonde can only stare, heart racing faster than her thoughts could catch up. the cool air bit at her exposed skin, but it couldn't compare to the inferno that hope kindled within her, as if hope could summon heat with just a look, a brush of fingers. but lizzie saltzman was not going to let herself be undone by a smirk and a leaf. she was stronger than that — she prayed, scoffing, loud and dismissive, as if the sound could banish the burning warmth. "please," alabaster fingers swipe the leaf away, the gesture a hasty defense. "it's the cold, okay? not me. not this. just this godforsaken weather." lizzie's voice was sharper than she intended, but the words fell into the air like stones into a deep well, sinking fast into the space between them as she straightened, or rather tried to. hope's presence kept her half - pinned to the ground, much to her eternal annoyance. "some of us don't run at a gazillion degrees, you know? we're not all part werewolf and get to skip the 'i'm freezing my ass off' phase of autumn."

words come out clipped, intended to sound biting, but they tripped over themselves in her efforts to downplay the obvious effect. visible as it was. a fighting effort, lizzie sat up further, an elbow sinking into the cold ground as she gathered what little dignity she had left. "seriously, mikaelson, i don’t have time to sit here blushing like a middle - schooler over some … stupid leaf." but hope doesn't move. she never did. instead, blue gaze remains fixed, body at ease : the stark contrast to the withering soul beneath her. it, too, is maddening, how still she is. how effortless she appears. how completely and utterly unbothered she seemed by it all as lizzie herself felt like she was coming undone at the seams as the older girl sat, posed like a predatory creature waiting for the perfect moment to pounce. and some part of lizzie wished she would. "really, this has been a lovely bonding moment," she couldn't look at hope, not directly, not with the memory of those hands still lingering on her skin like ghostly impressions. "but i need to get back. it's going to take me hours and an entire bottle of my special shampoo to return my hair back to its pre - hopecalypse level of perfection."

immortality has made her playful. it has less to do with her nigh - invulnerability ( she was used to that, really ) and more so . . . well, what else does she have to fear? the worst thing she could've imagined has already happened to her. and here she is still, not quite the villain the witches of new orleans had prophesized she'd be. when the fear had finally slipped to the background, a mere white noise she heard from time to time, she recognized that some things about vampirism could be beautiful. not all things, and not always, but ―― god, the colors. to think that she had an artist's craving before. there is another thing. an aspect of it so sickeningly selfish that hope struggles to swallow it sometimes, but can't help indulging in the moment: she loves watching lizzie squirm under her own feelings. to push just a little further every time, see how long the heretic could take it before she caved or more likely, removed herself from the situation. it's a little cruel. but can it be so bad when the tribrid's own affections have bloomed like a patch of hibiscus flowers, bright and soothing?

in many ways, hope is acting the child she missed out on being years ago. the girl with a crush who won't break if she snaps back just a little too hard. her lungs flood with air once her chuckling has softly died off, tasting soil and moss on the chilly breeze alongside something so distinctly lizzie it causes her heart to hitch briefly. she acts as though she doesn't hear the other's own heartbeat racing like a horse against her sternum, like feeling the other beneath her doesn't elicit a horrible yearning from somewhere in the chasm of her chest, skin speckled with goosebumps. ( she doesn't wear a jacket, wolf's blood always has her running warm. ) she is still as her gaze roves over the blonde, from the halo of white - blonde hair bled with autumn leaves to the crystalline shine of her eyes, the blush of blood in porcelain cheeks that she can almost taste. her fingers twitch, skim line of lizzie's jaw with a featherlight touch; she wants to paint her. or, she could . . .

hope swallows, coming back to herself with a forced exhalation of a snort. covers the spasm of her hand by plucking a burgundy leaf from silvery tresses, one corner of her mouth quirking a little higher than the other in a relatively softer smile than the wild grin from before -- though the rogue delight remains. ❝ oh no, how terrible. how will you ever live? ❞ lips purse, pouting. leaf twiddles between her fingers before she touches it to lizzie's cheek, canines bared gleefully. she has yet to move. ❝ but look -- you match! ❞

[yukkoislost]

aight ive had this in my gallery for a while now since it's like,, my first md art ever,,

i haven't updated my fic in forever but this is art for it !!! i was going to wait to post it originally but i'm not sure when i'll next update it because life so,, meet the disassembly drones :)

more below cut,,

if u nvr read my book before (it's terrible and also probably going through a rewrite effective immediately when i'm free) then the cheer team/jocks wear like school assigned uniforms and the uniforms are white brown and yellow instead of how it was like in og because i gave those colours to the disassembly drones LMAO

it IS an all girls party i have my reasons for that too which uhm idk if it will be revealed in the long run but if not in the main book i'm planning a side story too so,,

in exchange for giving them coloured clothing i made their lights neon white :3 with a hint of their own personalized colour ofc. it was originally going to be different coloured lights but i changed my mind oops

yeah it is uzi doll and lizzy,, will they make a good team? probably not. are they always fighting? absolutely. why'd i not use the first letter of their names? if uzi was going to be called uZi then i figured i'd take whichever letter their names sounded like the most and use that instead :) lizzy got E because uzi already has Z 🏃💨💨💨

why they have coloured clothing?? yk the concept of bright creatures being dangerous but attracting attention? same idea 😼

[spiderfunkz]

omg hi congratulations!!!!

I would loved to request punch → send me a prompt / thought / a lyric or a song + a character and i'll make a little blurb out of it.

“i knew” by lizzy mcalpine x mary mcdonald or any of the girls plsss<3

no rush!!

"i knew" by lizzy mcalphine + mary macdonald

i love this song!! thank u sm for the ask anon, sorry this took a while writers block was holding me hostage🏃🏃🏃 but it's here now so i hope u enjoy it! also this is angsty (implied character death, reader died in 1981 like marlene). this is based on the lyrics from the song

mary macdonald wasn't sure about many things in her life, but she did know two things for sure, which is that grass is green, and that she is definitely, 100%, in love with you.

maybe it was the time you walked her to the dorms at night after she fell asleep in the library.

or the time you gave her a happy birthday card with a drawing of you and mary holding hands.

or maybe it was the time you lended her a pencil when she forgot hers with a note that lead you to your first date with her.

and everytime mary macdonald thinks about those memories, she just falls harder and harder for you. she was more than lucky to call you her girlfriend, she would cherish every moment she gets to spend with you.

she loves the late night walks you two would go on, or the nights where you two would stay up and listen to songs, or the small things you would do for her like tie her shoe laces when their untied, even when you're in the middle of the street you will still stop and tie her laces.

she knew you loved her, so why did you have to go? why did you have to go so soon? why did you have her there, alone?

[lizziexmeow]

TODAY'S UPDATE (240516) PART 3

22:40 TXT BEOMGYU IG POST

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23:00 SVT TOUR ‘FOLLOW’ AGAIN TO JAPAN RECAP

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23:56 SVT WEVERSE CON FESTIVAL

23:58 SVT JUN UPDATE

[erwinsvow]

HIII <33 how are you omg?? little storytime bc i had the cutest thing happen to me,, i went to the bank today and this really cute guy was there too and i talked to him for a bit and he called me pretty and complimented my outfit AND AND we kept on making eye contact and smiling at eachother from opposite sides of the bank after we spoke🏃🏃🏃 he was like tall, nice smile, super cute and good style SO UPSET I DIDN'T GET HIS NUMBER LIKE I WILL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN rereading your rafe fics to make myself feel better

also the bridgerton books are on my list i'm so excited to read bc i loved the series. ALSO just a super random question but what music do you think shy!reader listens to..

- 💐 anon

omfg hi babe!!! omgg wait stop what a meetcute. pls tell me you saw this mans again!!!!!! this is so exciting nothing better than a crush<3 back to the bank every day says i..

omg stop not rereading my rafe fics im cryin. if he saw you in a bank he would follow you around and you would think ur getting robbed but hes just tryna get ur number

YESSS SO GOOD!! i love bridgerton with all my heart and soul im addicted to the books and the series <3 you will LOVE the books trust. julia quinn is SOOO witty and funny its such an enjoyable read.

omg what a good question! i do feel this is sooo dependent on the person reading it because shy reader is all of us who relate to her. i do think shes an old soul and since she's literally me sofsjkd a big bookworm and big fan of 60s and 70s. loves love songs, number one beatles and beach boys fan in kildare, her and ward get along over music type beat. ofc lana <3 but i think theres lots of room for interpretation here! she could just as easily be a phoebe bridgers/lizzy mcalpine/mitski/billie type of girly or even nbhd/cigarettes after sex/ac. haha idk shes so variable. all i know is that she gets used to rafe's music and starts singing to future or sm like that one drabble i wrote and hes all surprised but its like ofc ! she spends allll her time with him <3

ANYWAYS thanks for asking my love hope u had a great few days so far! ♡

[koishua]

thanku for the nice words oml 🥰 i feel the same way when i see you on my dash,, i’m like “OH look! koishua (sorry i call everyone by their usernames) posted again! YAYY” LMAOO i literally get so excited when i see you on my dash and OMG when i saw you posted your cover?? my energy was THRU THE ROOF damn

but i think?? you would be pleased? to find out that i might be starting to stan treasure (i didn’t before- I’M LATE I KNOW but… yeah i have no excuse) bc jihoon caught my eye 👀 but my bias might change if i decide to stan them and start watching their content!

- 🎧 anon

aww thanks haha dw i do the same thing with the usernames like "oh that's junityy, not lizzie and oh that's mosviqu not bar" 🏃🏃 i don't get how you'd be excited to see me tho 😭😭 in fact, with the way i post every two seconds, y'all should be sick and tired of me lmao AND OMG A NEW TEUME IN THE MAKING?? DW ABOUT BEING "LATE" OMG IM SO EXCITED‼️‼️pls jihoon this era with that hairstyle and attitude is so ugh.. like that behaviours is so ugh 😩😩

trust me tho. as soon as you start watching treasure map (their own weekly variety show that ended its second season a few months ago and is gonna come back with a third one later), you won't have any bises anymore xbbcb istg they are the funniest, sweetest, most chaotic bunch of dudes ever 😭😭 the first episodes are so much tamer compared to the following episodes bc it was like... something new for them?? and it was awkward-ish BUT!! they get so hilariousso quickly lmfao my personal favourite episodes are episode 39 and 47!! those are where they get to interact with toddlers the whole day 😭😭 they are two of my comfort episodes. i shed actual tears while watching it every single time ;-;-;-;-;

[tittymusic]

every single time I see a TV, I see that man's face I'm sick of it 🏃🏃 imagine when lizzie drops it'll be 10x worse

British people care more about Jenny and Lee on Gogglebox than a dead prince, which is of course the correct answer