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[ʜᴏʟʟɪs, ǫᴜɪɴɴ @Ofnavarre_]

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[︎ ︎ ︎ ،،̲ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ HELL'S ︎ ︎ ︎ ꒷꒦ ︎ ︎ BELLS. @devouringink]

i killed a plant once because i gave it too much water. lord, i worry that love is violence.

[THEOPHANIE - Parody @StygianAugur]

❛ ━━･ 丅卄Ꜫ〇Ꝓ卄ᗩƝ工Ꜫ ･━━ ❜

𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘏𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘦. 𝘝𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯 𝘔𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯.

an au! & descriptive portrayal. adult themes ahead. MDNI. novella writer. friendly mun. dm to plot.

Art by: bookartby_ellen on IG

[Cat Cordella || Parody @SirenOfEmotions]

.·:*¨ ✘ Cαtronıα 'Cαt' Cordellα ✘ ¨*:·.

"𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯."

adult themes ahead - strictly no minors.

[ʜᴏʟʟɪs, ǫᴜɪɴɴ @Ofnavarre_]

@lyraariorson ‘Hey Lyra.’ Smiles lightly

[ʜᴏʟʟɪs, ǫᴜɪɴɴ @Ofnavarre_]

~ to him.”

He was looking Imogen in the eyes, trying to get. Read on her

[ʜᴏʟʟɪs, ǫᴜɪɴɴ @Ofnavarre_]

“Do you think Cillian would try and hurt Garrick?’
she asks softly hoping that was not the case. She didn’t know Cillian as well as Imogen but she knew he was unpredictable at times.

“Or is this fear about Garrick getting hurt in general?! I don’t think anything will happen ~

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒏 .ᐟ @AMNESICPINK]

+ manifest something nefarious happening to Garrick. She would never forgive herself.

"I don't want to risk it."

[ʜᴏʟʟɪs, ǫᴜɪɴɴ @Ofnavarre_]

“Gen, look at me. Hey.” She squeezed her hand.

“Nothing is going to happen to him okay. I won’t let it happen. Your brother cares enough that he won’t let it happen if you truly love him.”

She says softly, looking at her friend.

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒏 .ᐟ @AMNESICPINK]

Her eyes widened in horror, and she quickly shook her head. "I don't want him to!"

Fear gripped her chest. Everyone she let in died, and she didn't want to lose Garrick. If she had to stuff down her feelings, she would.

[ʜᴏʟʟɪs, ǫᴜɪɴɴ @Ofnavarre_]

Quinn would always be there for Imogen. No matter what it was. — whatever it is that she is holding in.

Sighing after she was told. Squeezing her hand in a comforting manner.

“You’re not. It’s going to be okay. Garrick is an idiot but maybe he will come around.”
She smiles

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒏 .ᐟ @AMNESICPINK]

Her heart shattered at how patient—how understanding—Quinn was being.

She bit her bottom lip, looking down at their hands for a moment. Finally, she let out a sigh. "I'm fucked, Quinn. I'm in love with Garrick. I have been for years, and he's a stupid asshole."

[ʜᴏʟʟɪs, ǫᴜɪɴɴ @Ofnavarre_]

“Violet seriously!”

[𝚅𝙸𝙾𝙻𝙴𝚃 𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙻 ఌ @SILVERVI0LENCE]

she casually… throws a dagger at the * 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 head.

[ʜᴏʟʟɪs, ǫᴜɪɴɴ @Ofnavarre_]

She took her hands in hers and he looks Imogen in the eyes. More concern filling them.

“I can’t tell somethings wrong. You’re my best friend. We have been for years now.

I won’t pry— but you can talk to me.”

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒏 .ᐟ @AMNESICPINK]

Imogen reached out, taking Quinn's hands in hers.

"Don't be worried. I'm sorry if I'm worrying you." Her brows furrowed.

[ʜᴏʟʟɪs, ǫᴜɪɴɴ @Ofnavarre_]

She is looking at imogen. Wanting to sigh but she won’t. She is concerned.

“Gen, I’m worried.”
She spoke

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒏 .ᐟ @AMNESICPINK]

How could she be honest with her best friend when she could hardly be honest with herself?
She paused. "I don't want to admit it because then it makes it even more real..."

[ʜᴏʟʟɪs, ǫᴜɪɴɴ @Ofnavarre_]

She wouldn’t judge Imogen for anything.
“Spill? Because I can sense something is up.” Sitting beside her

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒏 .ᐟ @AMNESICPINK]

Imogen shifted, obviously uncomfortable with the vulnerability Quinn so easily pulled from her.

"Everything. What isn't?" Gods, she was pathetic.

[ʜᴏʟʟɪs, ǫᴜɪɴɴ @Ofnavarre_]

Quinn had let out a very light sigh. Still mildly annoyed at herself for sneaking up on her. — followed by a smile towards the female.

“S’mores in cookies? I am sure they will be delicious and amazing.

I know all the injured will really appreciate this.”

[ᴊᴇꜱɪɴɪᴀ ɴᴇɪʟᴡᴀʀᴛ @InkOfBasgiath]

When she had finally finished mixing the ingredients, she wiped her hands against her smock.

‘Some s’mores chocolate chip cookies. They used to be my grandmother’s famous recipe,’ she signed, turning her full attention to Quinn. ‘Each cookie has half a s’more tucked inside.’

[𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 @SH4RPT0NGU3D]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀« 𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔? 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔. »

— Josie Fairchild.

[ʜᴏʟʟɪs, ǫᴜɪɴɴ @Ofnavarre_]

~ remembering what she mentioned earlier.
It was kind of her to make these for others.

“Love that about you. Kindness does go a long way — what are you baking?”
She asks softly

[ʜᴏʟʟɪs, ǫᴜɪɴɴ @Ofnavarre_]

Quinn frowns deeply at the fact that she gets surprised a lot. He tried hard not to startle her

“I’m sorry. — that must get old after awhile. Shifting her attention from Jesinia to the mixing bowl. She wasn’t sure what was in there until she watched what the other was doing
~

[ᴊᴇꜱɪɴɪᴀ ɴᴇɪʟᴡᴀʀᴛ @InkOfBasgiath]

Ingredients together. There was something comforting about the simplicity of it all, a small act of kindness amid the chaos and brutality of their lives at Basgiath.

[ʜᴏʟʟɪs, ǫᴜɪɴɴ @Ofnavarre_]

Sitting beside her.

“What’s on your mind about him.” — she asks

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒏 .ᐟ @AMNESICPINK]

She pauses. And then frowns.

"No..."

[ʜᴏʟʟɪs, ǫᴜɪɴɴ @Ofnavarre_]

Quinn frowns and signs ‘I’m so sorry to scare you.— I didn’t want to intrude or sneak up on you.

What are you making?”
She signs again while walking to her.

[ᴊᴇꜱɪɴɪᴀ ɴᴇɪʟᴡᴀʀᴛ @InkOfBasgiath]

And now, she is raising her gaze. Almost jumping out of surprise, she gave a soft wave.

‘Gods, you scared me!’

[ʜᴏʟʟɪs, ǫᴜɪɴɴ @Ofnavarre_]

She tilts her head at the other from where she sat.

[ᴊᴇꜱɪɴɪᴀ ɴᴇɪʟᴡᴀʀᴛ @InkOfBasgiath]

Poor Quinn.

Jesinia didn’t even notice her sign to her due to being preoccupied.

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒔𝒂𝒘𝒚𝒆𝒓 .ᐟ @IRONMENDED]

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