#taylor & arlo about willow

[allamericansbitch]

Hi everyone! Here’s the newest addition to my Creator Shoutout Series (march 26  - april 2)! For info about the series, I explained it in the first post here, but generally, it’s to show appreciate to editors and their creations that i love from the past week. To track this series or look at previous shoutouts, please check out the tag on my blog *creatorshoutouts. Have a great week everyone!

you netflix: love quinn gifset by @stephsu

succession: shiv roy in 4x01 gifset by @riley-keoughs

yellowjackets: 2x01 gifset by @carsonsshaw

taylor swift: speak now (taylor’s version) edit by @wylanvannecks

daisy jones & the six: aurora tour edit by @deadwivesclub

succession: kendall and roman gifset by @panevanbuckley

taylor swift: anti-hero edit by @cellphonehippie

abbott elementary: season two gifset by @cobbbvanth

the last of us: ellie williams gifset by @mickbetsch

succession: 4x01 gifset by @h-f-k

taylor swift: midnights as tarot cards edit by @erastours

daisy jones & the six: camila dunne + looks gifset by @joellellie

the last of us: joel miller gifset by @dadjoelmiller

succession: 4x01 + text posts gifset by @arthurpendragonns

stranger things gifset by @anya-chalotra

the last of us: ellie and joel gifset by @finnhudsons

taylor swift: labyrinth edit by @andtosaturn

assorted musicians + tropes gifset by @antoniosvivaldi​

succession: season one vs season 4 gifset by @kazs-inej

criminal minds: spencer reid gifset by @klinejack

taylor swift: cruel summer edit by @sadbeautifutragic

yellowjackets: shauna gifset by @misty-quigley

paramore: hayley williams + outfits from south american tour gifset by @userparamore

taylor swift: eras tour poster edit by @cruellesummer

boygenius: the film gifset by @ethelcainn

yellowjackets: 2x02 gifset by @thesoldiersminute

scream 4 gifset by @gales-weathers

stranger things: 3x01 gifset by @userspree

to all the boys i’ve loved before gifset by @madscline

taylor swift: ivy edit by @regular-another

boygenius: the film gifset by @arlo-parks

yellowjackets: 2x02 gifset by @theedorksinlove

taylor swift: willow edit by @aslowmotionlovepotion

pedro pascal: birthday gifset by @a7estrellas

yellowjackets: shauna and jackie gifset by @genyazafin

boygenius: the film gifset by @phoebesbridgers

taylor swift: eras tour in arlington texas gifset by @experienceandobservation​​

halsey: the lighthouse edit by @aaronapollo

parks and recreation: april ludgate gifset by @comfortblr @candicepatton

succession: roman roy gifset by @kitherondale

pedro pascal: birthday gifset by @barnesdjarin

boygenius: the film gifset by @julicnbaker

the last of us: joel and ellie gifset by @user-kestis

lucy dacus: historian gifset by @comeinwiththerain

pedro pascal: birthday gifset by @trashcora

[unpossession]

Things  might  be  starting  to  get  better.         Arlo is still in hospital but awake, she can look Taylor in the eye without feeling some urge to scream or throttle herself    (Because even if all is forgiven, Willow haunts; she always looks back to that moment of death.)    so with all the things to keep her distracted from her very recent break from reality... Things have been good. Great, even. Better. Certainly. But not perfect. 

She decided to sleep in her own bed tonight, a sign of her own independence. Willow figures that if she can survive a night alone in her old room, she can probably think about living there again rather than crashing on Arlo’s sofa while Taylor takes the spare room when he finally moves out of the hospital. It’s eerily silent as she tucks herself in, though, and all her confidence evaporates in the dark. 

So she’s especially spooked that while she’s squeezing her eyes tightly shut, the sound of a voice that is not her own penetrates her skull.     (Huh, funny feeling. Familiar, innit? A space filled...) 

❝pleasant  dreams  to  you.❞ / reverberating through her skull just before he materializes in her brain space <3  --  @fyramids​

Willow opens her eyes, sitting up so fast her head spins. But she’s not in her room anymore. Or is she? It feels like her room. But maybe not. Something is different, but she can’t place what. Then she sees the Yellow Illuminati Triangle With The Top Hat and she knows. She’s asleep. She’s asleep! 

Strange. She usually meets with Arlo in her dreams. 

                     “Whaaaaaaaat the fuck is this!”       Willow looks down. She’s in one of Duchess’s ballgowns. How fun! She grins at the Strange Blinking Pyramid with all the twinkling of a Disney Princess, enchanted. It’s so rare her dreams aren’t plagued with horrors.          “Who are you supposed to be, little guy?” 

[dossantosspirit]

Top 100 songs of 2022

100º Amber Mark – What It Is 99º Suede – She Still Leads Me On 98º The Blaze – The Dreamer 97º Freddie Gibbs – Couldn’t Be Done (ft. Kelly Price) 96º Father John Misty – Q4 95º Chappell Roan – Femininominon 94º Placebo – Beautiful James 93º Sharon Van Etten – Anything 92º The Smile – The Smoke 91º Stella Donnelly – How Was Your Day  90º Bartees Strange – Wretched 89º Sudan Archives – Selfish Soul 88º Demi Lovato – 29 87º Katy J Pearson – Talk Over Town 86º Oliver Sim – Hideous (ft. Jimmy Somerville) 85º Soul Glo – Gold Chain Punk (whogonbeatmyass?) 84º Arlo Parks – Softly 83º Cass McCombs – Belong To Heaven 82º The 1975 – Oh Caroline 81º TSHA – OnlyL (ft. NIMMO) 80º Carly Rae Jepsen – Western Wind 79º Brockhampton – Brockhampton 78º Arctic Monkeys – Body Paint 77º Lizzo – About Damn Time 76º FLO – Cardboard Box 75º Jean Dawson – Three Heads* 74º Stormzy – Mel Made Me Do It 73º Let’s Eat Grandma – Levitation 72º Porridge Radio – The Rip 71º RM – Still Life (ft. Anderson .Paak) 70º Maggie Rogers – That’s Where I Am 69º PUP – Cutting Off The Corners 68º BABYMETAL - Monochrome 67º Sampa The Great – Never Forget (ft. Chef 187, Tio Nason & Mwanje) 66º Dry Cleaning – Don’t Press Me 65º Charli XCX – Beg For You (ft. Rina Sawayama) 64º Laufey – Fragile 63º Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever – The Way It Shatters 62º Nilüfer Yanya – anotherlife 61º The Beths – Expert In A Dying Field 60º MUNA – Anything But Me 59º First Aid Kit – Out Of My Head 58º Just Mustard – Still 57º Alt-j – Happier When You’re Gone 56º Kendrick Lamar – Die Hard (ft. Blxst & Amanda Reifer) 55º Florist – Red Bird Pt. 2 (Morning) 54º Confidence Man – Holiday 53º Danger Mouse – Belize (ft. MF DOOM) 52º ROSALÍA – Hentai 51º Plains – Problem With It 50º Beabadoobee – The Perfect Pair 49º Beyoncé – Alien Superstar 48º Big Thief – Simulation Swarm 47º Ghost – Darkness At The Heart Of My Love 46º Aldous Harding – Fever 45º Nas – 30 44º Noah Cyrus – Noah (Stand Still) [ft. Billy Ray Cyrus] 43º Fred Again.. – Danielle (Smile On My Face) 42º Beach House – New Romance 41º The Weeknd – Less Than Zero 40º Horsegirl – Anti-Glory 39º Julia Jacklin – Lydia Wears A Cross 38º FKA Twigs – Oh My Love 37º Tomberlin – Happy Accident 36º WILLOW – Split 35º Hurray For The Riff Raff – Pierced Arrows 34º Rina Sawayama – This Hell 33º Vince Staples – MAGIC (ft. Mustard) 32º Kevin Morby – This Is A Photograph 31º Nilüfer Yanya – The Dealer 30º Harry Styles – As It Was 29º Black Country, New Road – The Place Where He Inserted The Blade 28º Mitski – Love Me More 27º Pusha T – Diet Coke 26º Weyes Blood – It’s Not Just Me, It’s Everybody 25º Yeah Yeah Yeahs – Wolf 24º Angel Olsen – All The Good Times 23º SZA – Ghost In The Machine (ft. Phoebe Bridgers) 22º Nova Twins – Antagonist 21º Caroline Polachek – Billions 20º Taylor Swift – Anti-Hero 19º Kae Tempest – More Pressure (ft. Kevin Abstract) 18º Wet Leg – Angelica 17º Megan Thee Stallion – Plan B 16º Soccer Mommy – Shotgun 15º Phoenix – Tonight (ft. Ezra Koenig) 14º Bad Bunny – Neverita 13º Fontaines D.C. – I Love You 12º Alvvays – Belinda Says 11º Alex G – Runner 10º ROSALÍA – Saoko 9º Jockstrap – Concrete Over Water 8º Yeule – Bites On My Neck 7º Denzel Curry – Walkin 6º SZA – Kill Bill 5º Sudan Archives – Home Maker 4º Kendrick Lamar – N95 3º Nilüfer Yanya – Midnight Sun 2º Steve Lacy – Bad Habit 1º Ethel Cain – American Teenager

>>> Link for the playlist on Spotify <<<

[housethatotherhousesbuilt]

songs that shouldve* been in supernatural

*with the caveat that i havent rewatched s13-15 yet

daniel - elton john. self explanatory

city of new orleans - arlo guthrie. again, self explanatory

sweet baby james - james taylor. they had a similar one in 12x12 regarding dean but i want to rockabye sweet baby james.

the weight - the band. yes this one was actually in the show in 10x08 hibbing 911 but it was just the first verse and i feel like they could've done something really good with the chorus

act naturally - the beatles. come on guys what's better for the mandatory-per-season pathetic man arc than (one of) the beatles song about being a pathetic man

flowers never bend with the rainfall - simon and garfunkel. they could've played this during ANY of sam's psychosis arcs but nooooooo

jack rabbit - elton john. this is a funny silly hunting montage to me

on the willows and/or by my side - godspell. i'll admit this is me being a theatre kid but cmon. cmon. cmoooon

[ohfiendangelical]

          “To understand you,”          he answers honestly. 

The longer he studies her face, the more familiar she looks—and not just from carefully-posed photos online, or vague glimpses caught through a window as Willow hurried out of his car. Have they met before? He’s assaulted with fragmented images of a party, the buzz of neon in the ghost-warmth of a summer night, the perfume of night-blooming flowers. The sensation of choking on his own lungs, a spinning room. Fingers in his hair.

He overdosed at one of his parties several months back. Someone had helped him, hadn’t they? An angel, Mother Mary. He woke up the next morning alone with little memory of the night before. It was before everything with Willow, before he knew who Taylor and Arlo even were. It couldn’t have been. Could it? 

It doesn’t matter. He’s projecting, most likely—trying to relate to her in some way, to neatly place her somewhere in his life.

          “—... You’re sad about something.” 

When she thinks of their messages, she only feels that acidic taste of guilt and shame crawling up the back of her throat. Her eyes focus, bringing him entirely into her view. Seeing him standing before her causes those gritty emotions to rear their ugly heads once more. Which is why it is all the more puzzling as to why her body betrays her, kicking the empty seat in front of her out from beneath the table in a silent invitation to sit.

❛ Oh, but I hate to drink alone. ❜ Her tone is stale, lacking any sense of what might be happening behind emerald eyes. She does hate him, she thinks, her fingers tensing against the crystal glass as she leans back in her seat.

There is nothing to make sense of. Not when it comes to her. She is layers of repressed memories, unspoken urges, unwilling words. A being made of more liquor than water. Taylor tries to anger herself at his presence. Nothing comes but that wretched sting of tears in her nose. ❛ What do you want? ❜

[tokyonymph]

zodiac aesthetics + playlists: libra, the scales (7/12)

born from september 23rd to october 22nd. featuring alternative, electropop, and indie folk music.

"libra is an air sign represented by the scales, an association that reflects libra's fixation on balance and harmony. libra is obsessed with symmetry and strives to create equilibrium in all areas of life. ruled by venus, the planet that governs love, beauty, and money, libras adore high art, intellectualism, and connoisseurship. relationships are paramount for libras, who find balance in companionship. when they are regularly coupled, libras must be careful about seeking attention outside the agreed-upon boundaries of their relationship. since they try to keep everyone happy and engaged, they may find themselves tempted to push the limits of their agreements with their partners. people-pleasing libras must remember that the happiness of their loved ones and the health of their relationships is more important than maintaining the attention of distant admirers." - adapted from allure.

[listen on spotify]

tracklist:

100 years – florence + the machine ○ it’s oh so quiet – björk ○ someone new – hozier ○ willow (moonlit witch version) – taylor swift ○ exist for love – aurora ○ softly – clairo ○ peach pit – peach pit ○ gold dust woman – fleetwood mac ○ green eyes – arlo parks ○ nobody – mitski ○ the louvre – lorde ○ high school sweethearts – melanie martinez ○ mirrored heart – fka twigs ○ salvatore – lana del rey ○ i want you to love me – fiona apple

[unpossession]

It’s  time  for  an  honest  conversation.     With Arlo recovering now and them returning to their apartment together, it feels much like returning to the scene of a crime. Like something was murdered in there. Willow and Taylor have a lot to talk about and she isn’t sure she’ll ever be ready. Her stomach hurts, but in the back of the Uber she steels herself to do so because what happened the last time can never happen again. She holds on to Taylor’s hand like a vice, her fingers are rigid and cold. Inside it’s no better. It feels like a broken place. 

There is some beating around the bush; things are, after all, peaceful and even happy between the two of them since their reunion. They have been acting like sisters again, joined at the hip, leaning on each other for support - why rock the boat? But being here drudges back up all the dark, sticky feelings that Willow tries so hard to peel herself from when they’re in the hospital.

It doesn’t all just go away just because Arlo got hurt bad enough to scare her into coming back to her senses just a little...  They’re each holding a cup of tea in their hands, looking at each other, Willow desperately wishes to invite her inside of her mind. To witness all her contradictions the way Willow feels them; they don’t translate into words well. Not even with Willow’s talent for the craft. 

               “Whatever, um, whatever I say after this... I want you to know I love you. It’s not-- a reflection.. On how I feel about you. If you could please just hear me out... Just -- I love you, okay? I love you.” 

                    “You tell me you love me like it'll be thе last time. Like you're playing out thе end of a storyline...”  Taylor seems to be preparing herself, her guard going up in spite of Willow’s desperation for complete acceptance. 

Willow bows her head. 

            “It’s not -- the... It’s not the end. It just feels that way... I feel that way a lot. I -- what I said... Before, about wanting to die. It’s -- it was horrible. It was a horrible way to say it... But it wasn’t... I wasn’t completely lying, Taylor. I -- I feel like I want to die... I feel it so much. I don’t always want to. I try not to. But I -- I do. I feel it a lot. I’ve felt it for as long as I can remember. Even before... Even before I wrote my book.” 

*    #03   -   please stay, lucy dacus.    /   @unholyrite  asked for a spotify wrapped inspired starter! 

[sisteroutsiderkuci]

list of underground Black artists

hi ya’ll, i know i’ve been awful about posting weekly playlists, but i will try to be better about it and update sometime soon. in the meantime, i want to provide a list of Black artists that I have played on my show up until now. they are mostly womxn and queer as that is the basis for my show. bandcamp has organized juneteenth (june 19) in which all the proceeds of music purchased will go to the NAACP legal defense fund - i encourage you to support these Black artists on that day.

WILLOW (also a part of THE ANXIETY)

Orion Sun

Roxiny

Rayana Jay

The New Respects

Ravyn Lenae

Jorja Smith

Nicotine (formerly known as Nicotine’s Famous Honey)

Vagabon

Junglepussy

Arima Ederra

Yazmin Lacey

Mahalia

Summer Walker 

Victoria Monet

Dizzy Fae

Ama Lou

Tierra Whack

Kelela

Ivy Sole

Amara La Negra

Tatiana Hazel

Nana Adjoa

Chloe x Halle

Fatima

Diana Gordon

Ebhoni

Kilo Kish

Syd (Syd Tha Kid, of the Internet)

Big Joanie

X-Ray Spex

Fatty Cakes and the Puff Pastries

The Tuts

Spellling

The White Noise Supremacists

Jean Deaux

Princess Nokia

Noname

Janelle Monae

Kadhja Bonet

The Tontons

Georgia Anne Muldrow

ABRA

Nabihah Iqbal

LION BABE

Nao

Amber Mark

Kari Faux

Priscilla Renea

Tayla Parx

LeToya Luckett

June’s Diary

Liz Vice

Sevyn Streeter

Jaz Karis

Jade Novah

Ari Lennox

Justine Skye

Kiana Lede

Joyce Wrice

K. Michelle

Moko

Lolawolf

Simi

Tiwa Savage

Lady Donli

TWENTY88

VanJess

OSHUN

Leikeli47

Snoh Aalegra

Jackie Hill Perry

RAY BLK

ESG

Sister Sledge

Betty Davis

Bettye Swan

Ann Peebles

Shirley Bassey

Sarah Vaughan

Grace Jones

Odetta

Neneh Cherry

Lijadu Sisters

Nina Simone

St. Beauty

CJ Run

Tasha

Eryn Allen Kane

Yuna

Sudan Archives

Kandance Springs

Sneaks

Tiana Major9

Mereba

Pip Millett

BOSCO

Rochelle Jordan

Alexandria

Kara Marni

Rachel Foxx

Ojerime

Asiatica

Shay Lia

RIMON

Olivia Nelson

Amber Oliver

Jamilah Barry

Madison McFerrin

Poppy Ajudha

JGreey

Greentea Peng

Zilo

Lava La Rue

Zebra Katz

Tunde Olaniran

Taylor Bennett

serpentwithfeet

Le1f

Shamir

Kevin Abstract (of BROCKHAMPTON)

Shea Diamond

Mila Jam

Meshell Ndegeocello

Hunnah

DAISY

Steve Lacy (of the Internet)

Blood Orange

Rico Nasty

Seratones 

Halima

Little Simz

IAMDDB

Yana Perrault

Dinah Washington

Baby Rose

Sampa the Great

Sunny War

UMI

Jamila Woods

Lila Ike

Kaiit 

IYAMAH

Koffee

Arlo Parks

LYZZA

Namasenda

Shygirl

Moses Sumney

Meghan Thee Stallion

Phony People

Yola

Zsela

Chynna

Amindi

Yves Tumor

Serena Isioma

Chiiild

Tora

Ambre

Samaria

ilham

Alex Mali

Quin

Tanerelle

[recovened]

Taylor had been enjoying her night of drunken solitude. Her hand around a pint of beer and she considers cracking it over this stranger's head before she turns around to face him. She is her own person, more than just Willow's friend, or Arlo's sister. Giving him the benefit of the doubt, however, she's peering up at him underneath her lashes. Watching the way he all but devours her with his eyes. If nothing else at least she might be able to get a free drink out of him. ❛ I'm sure you think about us kissing all the time. ❜ She says, her voice a teasing drawl. She can only imagine what sort of deviant thoughts go through the brain of a man who so brazenly stares at her. His introduction softens her slightly. If only through their limited online interactions, she knows him. Besides, he certainly looks like he could be fun, eyes dropping shamelessly to give him a once over. Her drink is placed against the bar top, no longer considering it a weapon, and she squares around to face him completely. ❛ Uh, righto, mate. ❜ A quirked brow. Looking at him as though he's gone and grown extra limbs. ❛ And what in the bloody hell does that mean? ❜

          “Willow’s friend.”          He’s drunk enough to be blunt, straight-to-the-point.          “With the brother.” 

He hasn’t been hearing particularly glowing praise recently, but he’s holding out hope that everyone will calm down and come around. It’s early enough that bad reactions are to be expected. Unwarranted, maybe, in his opinion, but expected. Things have been complicated, to put it nicely—batshit insane, to put it less nicely. 

          “I’ve seen pictures. Of you. On her phone. And Twitter,”          he goes on, leaning against the bar. He thinks of the last photo he saw and his eyes naturally fall somewhere disrespectful; he takes just a split-second too long to course correct. He smiles, quickly playing it off.          “I heard you two got in a fight. I think—I think you two should kiss’n make up. If you haven’t already. I can’t keep up. But you should, y’know, if y’haven’t.”

A pause. He appears to realize something.

          “I’m Hawk, by the way. The one who—who Stockholm Syndrome’d her.” 

@recovened

[sirenva]

╰ ✧ BARBARA PALVIN. MUSE FOUR. PANSEXUAL ❞ say hello to the s club’s very own SIRENA ROSE GELLERT! a TWENTY-TWO year old CISFEMALE that goes by SHE/HER pronouns. i heard they were voted MOST LIKELY TO END UP FAMOUS in high school, which says a lot about them because they’re very CREATIVE and SOCIABLE, but watch out for their LUSTFUL and QUICK TEMPERED side as well. i hope they’re ready to take a break from being a SINGER/SONGWRITER and finally get this summer started!

hi lovelies ! to all the new members, i just want to say thank you so much for joining us in our revamp ! i’m SO excited to see what’s to come for the sclub this summer and all the drama and angst that’ll come with it 💖 i’m gonna recap a bit of sirena’s background and then explain what’s happened to her between last summer and this one, just so we’re all on the same page ! as always, if you wanna plot / replot w/ my bby here, just give this a like and i’ll come ( lovingly ) attack you 🥰

meet sirena !

name: sirena rose gellert

stage name: sirena rose

nicknames: rena or rose

age: twenty-one

dob: 08/05/97

zodiac: leo

sexuality: bisexul / biromantic

occupation: singer / songwriter

voiceclaim: amy lee

family: marvin rose ( father, 43 y/o ) krystal roads ( mother, 42 y/o ) no siblings

likes: singing, dancing, clubs, dark chocolate, concerts, anything heart shaped, cool colors, swimsuit season, amusement parks, big dogs over small dogs, drinking games, coffee, S E X,

dislikes: movies that last longer than two hours, small spaces, anything political, silence, monopoly, puzzles, honestly anything that keeps her inside for too long

quick background recap !

mother and father are two TOTAL opposites, like how the hell did these two even get married in the first place ??

mother is a wild child who loves to travel and live her best life ; father is a responsible and hard working man who’s a homebody and likes to stay in one place

the two ended up divorcing when sirena was seven due to her mother cheating b/c she felt so trapped by the marriage, and her father got full custody of rena cause her mother believed it was for the best, but she made sure to visit sirena and call her as much as possible 

rena was a lot closer to her mom than her dad growing up, and her dad was scared she was gonna end up just like the woman that broke his heart

this caused rena’s relationship with her father to be pretty rocky and difficult to deal with, so the two never really got along while she grew up, more so wishing she could travel the world with her mom instead

rena has been singing since she was a baby, her parents wearing that she learned how to sing before she could even talk, and her passion for music has simply stuck with her ever since

she knows how to play the guitar, piano, and a little bit of the drums

currently in the band something strange with ali, arlo and willow, and all the songs they sing are written by them, and sirena prides herself in that

ended up thinking she was in love with muse five, which is why she broke her morals and ended up having an affair with them behind her best friend’s back. that secret came out last summer and rena has been very lost since then b/c muse one has been her best friend for YEARS, and suddenly she feels very empty without the other

currently doing her best to focus on her music career and help rise up on the charts, as well and trying to better herself as well

PAST YEAR

rena mainly focused on her music career, writing an endless amount of broken hearted songs since it’s the main emotion she has right now. thankfully it’s earned the band higher numbers on the charts, as well as some exclusive interviews and bigger venue’s to preform at, so at least her heartbreak is helping her career alkdsjflksdj just call her the new and improved taylor swift i suppose

she’s also currently juggling her relationship with @cartwrightluca​, who went through some heavy bumps in the road due to luca being back at college while rena travels, so the distance between them is one they didn’t realize would be harder than they thought. thankfully they’ve managed to work things out over the year, and are still happily together and going strong 

honestly if anyone wants to plot out things that happened between your muse and rena since last summer, def let me know ! i’m honestly up for anything, and i can’t wait to plot with everyone !! 💖💖🥰🥰

[unpossession]

it hurts to miss you. - arlo    ---   @unholyrite​

                  “I  know  what  you  mean,”               She’s lived with a pain he’s describing for as long as she can remember. Willow feels immediately guilty for comparing his pain to her own, guilty that they don’t match. She holds so much grief for one person that she isn’t sure she has any room to grieve his absence too, sometimes. Willow looks down at her lap, keeping herself reserved. It hurts to miss you too, she wants to say, but she keeps her mouth shut. He’s better off without her dragging him down. The boy made to exist in the sun, glow golden. She was never meant to keep him. She’s shocked that he, for even a moment, began to think he could make some sunlight out of her too.             “I’m sorry. I don’t, um... I can get really... Weird and shut in. Sometimes. Taylor should have said. It’s, um - it’s depression,”         Her voice is hoarse, she doesn’t know the last time she’s used it.            “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to ice you out. I just-- it’s hard to... To care about anything. It’s just easier, to, um... To keep to myself.” 

[unpossession]

@furywrote

Willow has missed their girl’s nights. Not that she absolutely despises Arlo so much these days, but she still requires a certain amount of alone time with Taylor or she feels as though her friend is being stolen from her, that the universe is cruelly keeping them apart while Taylor goes off on her adventures and Willow is left waiting for her to return. In their PJs doing each other’s makeup, they’re in close enough quarters for Willow to feel Taylor’s breath on her cheek while she applies mascara onto her eyelashes and worry about what her breath smells like.

On the living room floor Willow allows Taylor to hover above her, left hand steadying Willow’s face by the chin. A few glasses of wine in and she’s forgotten about her aches and pains, for the most part - carefully squirrelling away the bruises and scrapes on her knees behind her pyjama selection - and the shiny, pink crescents left behind by Zero’s bite are hidden by her high collar, the ribbon wrapped carefully around her throat disguising the wounds Zero did not care to heal all the way. She isn’t even thinking of him at all - for these last few hours, nothing outside of this room even exists. She’s happier this way, she thinks, when there is nothing outside. Just a warm, well lit room to hide out in. She laughs:

“Are we about to kiss right now?”

[unpossession]

@nikleus

When  Willow  is  alone,  most  of  the  time  it  is  by  choice.   Not today, though. Her flatmate has other plans; bigger picture things that Willow isn’t aware of, of course. Nobody tells her anything, wanting to preserve her innocence -- or maybe not thinking her worth the time. Even Arlo feels distant from her today, answering her texts from work, attentive as he can be while he’s occupied with daily tasks. Willow hates it. The way her stomach aches and hollows out with their absence. She’s ventured outside in the hopes she might encounter something exciting, interesting. Something to report to the people in her life so she doesn’t appear as shut-in as she appears. Something she can tell them about. 

How was your day, Willow?    She daydreams,    It was good, Taylor, I tried out that new coffee place and took a walk down--          Took a tumble down, is what her mind corrects the sentence in real time as she feels her foot catch on a loose tile in the paving, sending her flying into the back of a man she hadn’t seen ahead of her. Luckily, she avoids spilling anything on him, but she does feel her shoulder jostle him as she attempts to recover. Willow turns, face flushed red, eyes already watering. 

               “I’m sorry!”          She gasps, her hand soaked with hot coffee. Her shoes. The notebook that was in her hand now litters the pathway with scraps of paper, poems and novel ideas getting lost to the wind.   This is why she doesn’t go outside. 

[unpossession]

[ TRACED ]  for receiver to gently trace patterns along sender’s skin as they relax after sex.   ---   @furywrote​

Quiet  moments  between  them  are  rare.       Willow’s paranoia of being caught like this always has her urging him out of her bed as soon as their transaction has finished  -  it’s not a very nice way of thinking about it, but it’s the best way to make sure that her feelings don’t get hurt and nobody finds out about what they’re doing here. Taylor has been asleep for hours, Willow hopes, and so she isn’t so worried about discovery tonight as she usually is and she’s had just the right amount of wine to be clingy and affectionate after the great sex they just had. 

The clock on her nightstand tells her it’s four in the morning, but she isn’t tired. Even if she is still catching her breath with him and her muscles are sore from the exertion, her mind is awake and racing and her spirits are high. She’s happy, she thinks, but it could just be the endorphins and the wine mixing in that perfect sweet spot. She’s curled against Arlo’s side, one leg draped over his and her chest pressed against his own so that she can look down at him.  

             “Hey - Arlo,”           Willow smiles, she presses a kiss to his lower lip. She’s all whispers, a conspiratorial glint in her eyes. Her fingernail lightly scratches along his chest, spiralling and dashing and dotting along his skin in a very particular pattern. When she’s done, she pauses and looks up at him, struck with an idea.          “I’m gonna draw an animal on you. You have to guess which one, okay? It’ll be fun...” 

[unpossession]

[ EMBRACE ]  for sender to cling to receiver right after they’ve finished and just hold them while they recover.    ---   @furywrote​.

They have to be quiet -- they aren’t alone in the house this time, and the last thing Willow wants is to alert her housemate to just how close she and her brother have gotten. The result of this, though, is slow sex. The kinds where their hands fall to each other’s mouths, where there’s too much room for eye contact between their movements, a build up to something amazing before a noise somewhere in the house forces them to stop and repeat. Restart. It’s probably the most intense sex she’s ever had, it’s probably also the most pent-up she’s ever felt in the midst of all this. 

Arlo is the same it seems;  shortly after her own climax, he follows suit with his mouth pressed into the side of her neck to suppress the sound of a moan that he seems incapable of keeping inside. Willow holds him, the air knocked out of her from the intense pleasure of it and the weight of him as he collapses on top of her, holding her tightly until he can finally open his eyes. Willow lifts a hand to the nape of his neck, stroking softly at his hairline, her chest heaving in time with his as they both recover. 

              “You should probably go back to the sofa before you fall asleep here,”         Willow says after a few minutes of silence between them, a little disappointed that he’ll have to go soon.       “Taylor can’t find out about us.” 

[unpossession]

ohfiendangelical​.

          “Or else you’d be — this. This is what I mean. You want it too much. It won’t be what you think it will be. If you’d just listen — if you didn’t always think you knew better than everyone…”           His exasperation is only worsened by his condition. Trembling hands reach up to rub his temples, trying to soothe the pounding in his head.          “There’s no apotheosis in death. There isn’t even any relief.” 

Weary eyes fall to his lap, where his hands idly lay. He laughs humorlessly at the paleness of them — all of this happened because of his cruel hunger, and now it’s as if he never fed at all. Cold, colorless, lifeless. He glances briefly in the nearest mirror, making sure he’s at least a beautiful corpse — and he is, mostly, though the defeated look on his face doesn’t suit him at all.

         “But you won’t hear it. There’s no point in any of this.”          Zero isn’t being dismissive of her as much as himself. He’s wasting both of their precious time with all his protesting; she cannot — will not — let this go so easily. He looks back at her, letting out a pained breath.          “You’ll find out one day.”

Willow  stays  silent.         What else is there to say? He holds her just out of death’s clutches, gives her a taste of everything she wants but cannot have, and her only qualms are about the cruelty she suffers when he doesn’t feel like being merciful. He doesn’t want her to die, but she’s convinced that every second that she feels ripe and human that she should be dead. Like it’s already happened... 

It’s an argument for the page, she supposes. He doesn’t want to hear her go on and on about how she died when she met Augusta and died again when Augusta left and that every day since has been...  Manageable. Survivable. Some days are good, some days are bad. They’ve been better since moving in with Taylor, but she sees so little of her these days now that Arlo is gone and she spends so many of her nights here... Maybe she just needs to get a life. Things were happier for a while, with Arlo. 

Affection warms her heart at the thought of him, then it runs cold. She shuts off images of him because she is here now. 

                     “Kiss me,”          She lifts a hand to his cheek.        “I’m sorry. Kiss me, let’s not argue any more.”