𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚

[𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 @StillNotDamned]

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𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚

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[𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 @StillNotDamned]

Elussy.

[𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐮 @GhostInVought]

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𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞

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[Dean ( Demon) Winchester @MarkOfDeanmon_]

~{ You act like I wanna be cured...personally, I like the disease }~

~{ Born 1979 | Demon 2014 | Kansas | Demon }~

~{ 21+ Muns & Muses | MDNI! | Dark/Mature Themes | N/SFW | Ships w/Chem | Experienced Writer | #Ravel }~

[𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 @StillNotDamned]

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𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚

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[Waffle Face 🧇 @SAVIORSDWIGHT]

DWIGHT

" I don't know why i bite . "

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[ƊRAƓOƝHƐARƬƐƊ @SCALEDWARRlOR]

THE REINCARNATE OF BALERION

MURPHY VUTARITH
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" Yer in the wind , i'm in the water
Nobody's son , and nobody's daughter . . "

[𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐳 @MercifvlViper]

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𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐳

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[𝐍𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 @LineUpOrElse]

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𝐍𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧

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[𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 @StillNotDamned]

Are you taking me somewhere fancy? If so, I’m going to have to steal back that fancy dress I borrowed once.

[Seth @VEXDS0UL]

@StillNotDamned Be my valentine, I’ll be your sweetheart?

[𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 @StillNotDamned]

— genuine. Vulnerable, almost. “You could’ve just told me…” She spoke, her voice soft. Disappointed. “Look, I’m not— Exactly good at this either, okay? I get it. I would’ve understood, if you had just talked to me.”

[𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 @StillNotDamned]

Something shifted behind her eyes; Something broken shattering even further, like a shard of glass splintering into a million tiny pieces. It took everything within Elara in order to keep her composure. Behind closed lips, her tongue trailed past pearly whites, before —

[Seth @VEXDS0UL]

It's crude, so fitting for what he's seen of her character through the memories of her dead friend. Seth watched the bill disappear into the slot of her bra, another deal sealed away for keepsakes.

Two signatures of the God.

"Did you just—" A slow blink, then the grin spreads.

[𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 @StillNotDamned]

— truly felt.

A sigh left her, before finally relenting and settle down in the seat across from him. Arms folded, leaning onto the edge of the table. Completely ignoring a diner guest trying to get her attention, as her eyes cautiously found his face once more. Now, more —

[Seth @VEXDS0UL]

— @StillNotDamned —

[𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 @StillNotDamned]

— without ever breaking eye contact, with a sense of pride on her face.

“It’s gonna take Oleg like… At least fifteen minutes to get that done, so… You wanted to talk. Talk.”

[𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 @StillNotDamned]

Twenty dollars— It didn’t click, perhaps. But something symbolic she couldn’t quite name made her freeze for just a second, just as she was reaching for the notepad in her cherry red apron. “No, but I learned how to deal with douchebags.” Her words were meant to cut, yet —

[Seth @VEXDS0UL]

Her emotional shield vibrates with a resistance the God is elated for. There's a laugh that drew from his throat, "Seventy-five percent? Jesus, Lara. Did you learn hostage negotiation or something while I was away?"

Quinn moved to settle down in the booth.

[𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 @StillNotDamned]

— waitress in the diner, with a shrug of her shoulders.

“You didn’t stop? Jesus, I would’ve needed to stretch my legs every thirty minutes.” She then remarked with a small frown, unsuspecting as she finally took the twenty dollar bill, shamelessly stoving it in her bra —

[𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 @StillNotDamned]

— blatant lie, barely covered by a smile that she quickly hid by pursing her lips. She knew it wasn’t true. And somewhere she expected Quinn to know the same.

“So… One hotdog and a coffee?” She then asked, her voice just a tone sweeter than before, her mask wavering.

[𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 @StillNotDamned]

Elara was stubborn; It was her biggest character flaw. It always seemed to take the upper-hand in her little mannerisms. Even now, as she unwillingly withdrew completely. Arms folded over her chest, with eyes she forcefully narrowed in an hilariously failed attempt to look —

[Seth @VEXDS0UL]

He absorbed the broad range of emotions from her, inventorying each lick of vintage. Her defensiveness, the hurt, the loving blow to Quinn's arm.

The God is roaring in laughter from within, somewhere behind those ocean-warm eyes. "Ow," On cue he brought his hand up to rub over—

[𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 @StillNotDamned]

— working, so I’m not gonna sit.” Or… That was the excuse she used to maintain some distance between her and the one guy she never wanted to let go off. “Also I’m seeing this really hot guy, who’s loaded, so if he comes in here you’re going to pretend you don’t know me.” A —