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[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

“Hey–“ she shouted out. She was taking out the trash, and didn’t want Kenneth going through the already spilt can.

“Kenny?” Could recognize a 10ft tall beast anywhere-

[⋆·˚ ༘ * cinnamon girl @expungedex]

Eating out of a dumpster.

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

@SERRATlON // oh shit

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

// oh god two reckless teens would be chaotic

[𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐒 𝑯𝑶𝑳𝑫 '𝐄𝐌 @SERRATlON]

|| okay fuck it -

Like for a teeny DM starter that no one will ever get to see but us, until we develop a parasocial relationship with its ongoing events

(disclaimer: that was a joke, ready to slap the shit out of ic/ooc mixing)

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

@SERRATlON // I knowww but you just said-

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

At least she’s got some friends, yeah? Yeah.

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

What a horrible, horrible influence. The man has a kid of his own?

“Cool.” She took a beer instead of sweet tea. Anything to get her mind off of school.

“I failed my test today. Can demons change test scores?”

[𝔖𝔞𝔪𝔞𝔢𝔩 (PARODY) @APrinceBetrayed]

"Yeah. Fridge is full of it. Got an alcoholic brother-in-law."

Yeah, Sam, and who caused that bad habit?
Although, as he said that? He took a large swig from his bottle.

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

@BloodyRevenges unknowingly to Juda, Nola didn’t share much of. She only ever killed accidentally, and always felt guilty after. She wouldn’t otherwise hurt a fly on purpose. Her mother was responsible for feeding her, and Marceau was responsible for teaching her to control her thirst.

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

@BloodyRevenges She at least offers a small smile, shrugging it off as she had since the beginning of middle school. That made the trauma worse—ignoring it and letting it fester when it arose.

“It’s fine. I’m used to it. Sometimes my parents argue… usually about my dad’s habits.” Which,

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

“Do you have normal alcohol?” She’s fifteen and had bad habits. Bad coping mechanisms.

She opened the freezer, pulling a pint of ice cream out, helping herself to a little bowl.

[𝔖𝔞𝔪𝔞𝔢𝔩 (PARODY) @APrinceBetrayed]

Probably.
Actually, he's pretty damn shre there is.

"It ain't just alcohol. Wouldn't let anyone older than me drink it either, if it makes you feel better."

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

@BloodyRevenges would stand between the two of them to defend her.

She skipped her step to catch up to the other, quietly following adjacent to his shoulder. Grey eyes stayed down. Now she /did/ want to go home – and cry into her pillow from anxiety. She could at least hold her ground til then.

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

@BloodyRevenges Despite being fifteen and fully capable of conversation and controlling her emotions, she visibly flinches when he yells. An instant recoil as her voice hushed immediately — without question. She had trauma.

Marceau would yell at her in one of his angered fits, and Ophelia —

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

… is there sweet tea? Reminds her of home.

“My dad lets me drink alcohol. What’s so special about yours? What’s in it?”

[𝔖𝔞𝔪𝔞𝔢𝔩 (PARODY) @APrinceBetrayed]

This shit is meant to get creatures like HIM drunk. It is more likely to poison or kill less strong creatures — no offense — so no.

There's probably something more appropriate in the fridge.

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

Can she have one?

[𝔖𝔞𝔪𝔞𝔢𝔩 (PARODY) @APrinceBetrayed]

He's drinking.

It's one of those nights.
But hey, it's not like it'll mess up his liver.

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

@OFCRIMSONINKS “This is for samsung,” she handed it back. “Thank you anyway… it won’t work for my phone though.”

She was a rather bold individual if she knew she was confident enough to hide her identity. She was fed, in a good mood, and out of the sun.

“What kind of things do you draw?”

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

// WE MAKIN IT HAPPEN \\

Nola was riding the train alone, going to visit her great uncle across the country. She was bored out of her mind, and her phone had died. She stood from her seat and kneeled up on it facing backwards over Verger’s left shoulder. Grey hues watched him

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃 (H) @ARCHIVEHITHERTO]

[ drawing random people he sits across on the train. Ideals. Hmm... ]

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

@OFCRIMSONINKS “Looks like the man sitting over there,” she gestured adjacent to the man who seemed to pay them no mind. She spoke a bit hushed so no one would know she was talking about the stranger.

“Thank you,” she said, taking the charger to inspect it. She frowned to herself, though. -

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

@LudicAbience know him.” She was afraid of that.

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

♡ 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙜𝙞𝙛 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙭𝙩 (𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚).

♺ 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙.

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

@LudicAbience She leaned down, inhuman strength lifting the college-aged man over her shoulder with minimal effort. Would be nice if he helped and didn’t stare gawking … after all, cleaning up was his idea. She would have just left.

“Yeah, Marceau. My dad.” She paused, “you say that like you

[ᴏʟᴡᴇɴ @FangedInnocence]

@EnbieFledgling She squirmed her way out of Corey’s hold. She didn’t know them, and she certainly didn’t understand why they were holding her shoulders.

“It’s none of your business… it’s just—I’m just figuring myself out, is all.” She killed someone the night before on accident.