#saffron:threads
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who: halley mcgillivray (@exmcrtis)
Okay, maybe there was such a thing as too much kissing. Saffron’s mouth was dry and her lips were chapped and her jaw was sore. She pulled away from Halley with a grimace, reaching up to rub at her jaw. “Fuck. I didn’t know you could get sore just from making out,” she said with a laugh. Maybe it was because they’d never wanted to kiss someone like this before. Yes, she’d kissed during sex, but never like this, with so much passion and effort and tenderness and affection, so much so they hadn’t wanted to stop. “I need fucking water. Fuck.” She grinned.
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Saffron rolled their eyes at his joke, but she knew he was telling the truth. Despite only knowing each other for a short while, Saffron recognized a lot of things in Jäger that she saw in herself. The guardedness, the humor to cover up true feelings. It was all very familiar to them. “I know,” she said, punching his shoulder lightly. “Honestly, you’re welcome anytime. Even if you just need to crash for the night. I’ll let the staff know to let you in.”
"Behave is my middle name," Jäger protested, but they both knew he was lying. "Hey! Look, I may love to stir up trouble, but you're one of the people I actually care about in this shithole town. I wouldn't ever sabotage you on purpose."
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where: country roads who: halley mcgillivray (@exmcrtis)
“Hey, so . . . we should talk about the whole ‘I like you as more than a friend’ non-conversation we had in the haunted house on Halloween,” Saffron said, approaching Halley at work. “Can you take a break right now?”
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where: the pumpkin festival who: felix berkowitz (@endlessreruns)
Saffron was mid-stab when she looked up to see Felix across the way. Sighing, she left her knife in her pumpkin, telling Val she’d be right back before going over to where Felix was.
“Hey . . . can we talk?”
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where: roman's cave who: roman forest (@endlessreruns)
Saffron knew that Roman liked to do his own thing, so they tried not to worry too much when they hadn’t heard from him in a couple weeks. She’d heard about the death, but she didn’t know who the person was or that the disappearance of her best friend might have had something to do with it.
Finally, though, they couldn’t take not knowing anymore and headed to his cave in the woods. “Roman?” she called, opening the makeshift door and stepping inside. “Hey! Fucker! Are you in here?” It was only then that she noticed Lucy curled up on the floor of the cave and grimaced. “Shit, sorry,” she said in an exaggerated whisper.
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"Well, yeah, I mean, I guess so. But I'm your best friend. If you tell me something in private, you know I'm never gonna let anyone else know," Saffron said, chewing on their lip for a moment. "I'm guessing you haven't told your girlfriend any of this either." She reached out to rest her hands on Roman's shoulders, looking him in the eye. "I know it's fucking hard, but you gotta trust that nothing bad is gonna happen if you open up to the people that care about you."
"I've not talked about my life with anyone that wasn't in that life for 4 years. There's only one person here that knows anything, and that's because she was there in it too. Even longer than I was. You don't just get to switch off the idea that your existence is enough to put someone in danger."
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where: in town who: roman forest (@endlessreruns)
“I see you were lucky again,” Saffron said, shaking their head as they looked Roman over. “Not a scratch on you, huh? Meanwhile, I got stuck in a fucking haunted house for an hour with a fucking sprain being fucking useless. Give me some of your luck. I’m fucking tired of this.”
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where: the pumpkin festival who: valeria moreno (@callofthxvoid)
“And then he had the fucking audacity to go on his fucking merry way, leaving me fucking staring after him like a gaping fucking fish.” Saffron glanced up from the pumpkin they were viciously stabbing, noticing the faraway look in Val’s eyes. “Hello? Earth to Val. You in there?”
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( continued from here with @lxvenderhxzehv )
"Okay, fair," Saffron said as they took the caddy from the woman. "I've only been here for two weeks, but it's pretty dull. Gotta love small towns. I'm Saffron." She stuck her hand out for a shake. "The whole no wi-fi thing is getting to you, huh?"
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"If you eat a nasty ass crunch wrap and get explosive diarrhea, I'm not fucking helping you," Saffron said, stepping up and taking a seat next to him, pulling up one leg to rest her arm across her knee. "And I don't remember you ever fucking giving me a time. What kind of vague-ass 'we should go to the Taco Bell/KFC/Pizza Hut' invitation is that anyway? I didn't know you fucking meant right now. Took me a sec to catch up." She shook her head. "Anyway. What's up? You got fucking troubles?"
who: open starter where: Taco Bell parking lot
If there was one thing, Grady felt certain about when it came to Huntsville, it was that it was a town full of tragedy. Most of which was not something they could really put any blame on. It wasn't like they could really blame any other person for being stuck there, or for the earthquake, or for the climbing number of deaths the town experienced. But some tragedies were just a little too in your face not to place blame. The biggest in his opinion, was whoever decided to abandon the combination Taco Bell/Pizza Hut/KFC. A legend in its own right. A national landmark if you will, now lay to waste, while Grady gazed up at it from his spot in the parking lot. It was almost a little embarrassing, how often he'd come here. Not out of some strange Taco Bell worship, but more so because it was a good place to come and reflect on what might have been. A life that now felt like eons ago. One where he both dreaded and prayed for a boring day at the Drive-In. "You know, every once in a while I think about combing back through this place when I'm out gathering shit in hopes that I'll find like a super preserved crunch wrap or something. Isn't that what these places were supposed to be known for? Preservatives? But then I think about, what if instead I come across like a preserved KFC famous bowl, and that shit was disgusting and I don't think I'd want to find it even if it was preserved so I just don't go back in." Grady sighed, as he let himself turn to face the footsteps that had been unfortunate enough to approach him while he was mid-thought. "Took you long enough by the way. You get lost or something?"
#saffron:threads#saffron:grady#saff's been in town for about a year now#so i figured they'd know each other from around hehe#if you need a refresher you can find her on my muse page!#/muses
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( continued from here with @faciensmel )
"Headphones. Good tip. Any idea on where to get something like that? I'm guessing that money doesn't mean fuck-all around here, so like . . . how exactly do you get shit?" Saffron glanced at the bartender. "Get a job like that? They pay you in eggs or something? What do you do?"
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where: outside somewhere idk who: roman forest (( @endlessreruns ))
"What the actual fuck?!" Saffron couldn't believe their eyes. Was that Roman-Fucking-Forest in this Straight Outta Halloween town? She hadn't seen him since boarding school, when they'd been thicker than thieves, and then he had to go and graduate a year earlier than them, and that was that.
Running forward, she tackled him in a hug, hugging him as tightly as they could. "What the fuck are you doing here?" she asked a bit breathlessly as they pulled away to get a better look at him.
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where: ren faire who: zarina west (@callofthxvoid)
Saffron had been looking for a sighting of the tall intimidating blonde who seemed to get around town despite living in the commune. Ever since seeing her and Roman talking that day, they'd been watching and waiting and finally there seemed to be an opening. A moment when the blonde was alone.
“Hey! You! Blondie!” Saffron exclaimed, walking over to the other with her hand on her (fake) hilt. “Who the fuck are you and how the fuck do you know Roman?”
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"Wow, fuck you too, lady. What crawled up your snatch and died?" Saffron asked, shaking her head. "I was just gonna ask if I could grab some of your sugar packets." They pointed to the caddy in question. "My table's out."
where: Bucky's Dinner
Who: Anyone
Sammie couldn't believe it, how could a town not have a single phone or computer working in sight. She needed a drink, maybe not alcohol since she was about to start her shift, ew. But a coffee would certainly make things more tolerable. She was about to settle take a sip from her cup when someone approached her "Hey, I'm not on the clock yet so kindly piss off yah?"
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where: the sasquatch who: open
"What the actual fuck, am I right?" Saffron shook her head as she collapsed onto the bar stool. "This place is straight outta one of those Goosebump books." She glanced at the person next to them. "I've been here all of two fucking weeks and I'm still scared shitless whenever I hear those damn whispers. How'dya stand it?"
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( continued from here with @containatrocity )
"Do I look like I have any idea of what the fuck is going on? Or whatever the fuck the verse actually says?" Saffron asked, shaking their head. "I've only been in town for a few weeks, man, give a me a break! I was out here exploring and heard shit and came to see what was going on and found you being all creepy and cryptic in this spooky place. I have no idea what the other young people of this place do. I would'a thought they'd love this place. It'd be great for a rager, especially for Halloween." She looked around the place with an approving nod.
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