𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆.

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

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[♯ 𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐍’𝐒 ⋆𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒 ﹒ @NEGANSLAYOUTS]

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝑃𝑅𝐸𝑆𝐸𝑁𝑇𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝑌𝑂𝑈 :
𝑵𝑬𝑮𝑨𝑵’𝑺 𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑶̢̊̂͡𝑼𝑻𝐒.

⌗ 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗐 ⤸

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

grab his pill container from the kitchen, she fills up a glass of water and returns to the living room, handing it to Ed with an affectionate squeeze to the shoulder. Eyes urging him to drink. “Do you have any plans for the day, or might I be able to steal you?”

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

She snorts a laugh at his aforementioned reading, Ghost Hunting 101 at that, and can’t help but find the irony of a paranormal investigator divulging in such a book. He ran out of options, didn’t he? “I never thought I would see the day, Mr. Warren.” Lorraine drapes her arms»

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝓃𝒶𝓃𝒸𝓎 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓇 ᰔ @RUBYVlSOR]

“well you know i can’t work as hard like i usually do . so i thought it’d be best to catch up on . . *ghost hunting 101* ”

a sigh escaped his lips , rolling his eyes

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

down the front of his chest, cheek pressing to the top of his head as a finger trails circles into his shirt. Peering at the text, her eyes refrain from rolling, finding the subtext to be uninformed. “They never seem to get it right, do they?” Temporarily removing herself to»

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

She’s coming behind him, swaying in with a bustle of skirts, carrying a pitcher of iced tea with two glasses. He’s been working diligently in the garage, and she thought he could use a refreshment.

“There’s blueberry muffins if you’d like to indulge. You can use the break, hon.”

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

rally you with a game of my own.” Her voice croons coolly, taking on a somber tone, almost taunting as she stands at the window. “Killer comes in and meets Smith and Wesson. I don’t know about you, but I’m an excellent shot. Tell me, can you 𝐫𝐮𝐧?”

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

Oh, fantastic, more games. Just what she wanted to do with her evening. Although, at the power outage, Lorraine’s twirling the landline cord, pushing aside her curtain with the point of her finger. It was a blanket of darkness, nothing beyond a scape of trees.

“Not a chance. I»

[𝕿𝒉𝒆 𝕭𝒂𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝕭𝒖𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓 @NYTIMES_Page04]

'' 📢 Now why would I spoil the fun? How about we play a game Lorraine. ''

Cutting the power on the outside now, eyeing his way in.

'' 📢 Lets play a game of where the killer is coming in from tonight, the loser has to be gutted infront of Ed. ''

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

@bcbywarren can’t take care of them. You don’t want that, do you?” Was she trying to reason with a toddler? Yes, she was. Knowing, more than likely, it wouldn’t go over well.

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀‘ 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 for a one-line starter or a gif with / without context.

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

@bcbywarren An eyebrow arches pointedly, conveying an air of firmness that would soon dissolve into crossed arms, taken aback by the young girl’s choice of words.

“It wasn’t a suggestion. When mommy asks you to clean up, you have to listen. Otherwise, you won’t get toys anymore if you»

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

@LITTLEDSIGHT gets better with time. All that matters is that you know 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 in control, and they can’t hurt you unless you give them the power to. Now,” she says in a soft croon. “about those sugar cookies. We have to save some for tomorrow.”

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

@LITTLEDSIGHT their ugly heads to torment the innocent, feeding off of their fears. Having met her own monsters, Lorraine couldn’t help but feel pity, wishing there was more she could do to shield him from the darkness. Combing her fingers through his hair, her lips curve into a smile, “It»

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

a point of contention since his last medical visit. The intention of taking a break from their paranormal cases was so he could focus on his health. “Is it time to take your meds?”

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

The corner of her lips upturned, twitching into a delicate, blossoming smile. She liked that he was taking ample time to 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭, even affording himself to read (which was a rarity in itself).

“Good, you need it.” She didn’t want to outright talk about his heart, but it’s been»

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝓃𝒶𝓃𝒸𝓎 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓇 ᰔ @RUBYVlSOR]

he closed his eyes for a second , allowing her to kiss him . closing the book , glancing up at her .

“i’m stopping for a moment”

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

“There’s 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬? Are you apart of some kind of cult that gets off on harassing strangers?” Not even well, might she add.

“Look, mister. I’ve dealt with heinous evil and malevolence in a way that you can’t possibly fathom. A few calls isn’t going to scare me.”

[𝕿𝒉𝒆 𝕭𝒂𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝕭𝒖𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓 @NYTIMES_Page04]

'' 📢 There's others with the same voice as mine, but I can assure you Lorraine that you haven't heard from me yet. ''

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

Stopping by with a hamper of laundry in the bend of her arm, Lorraine rests a hand to his shoulder, giving it a feeble squeeze before pressing a kiss to the top of his head. “Anything good?” She murmurs, looking at the title. “I thought you were out working on the car.”

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝓃𝒶𝓃𝒸𝓎 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓇 ᰔ @RUBYVlSOR]

reading a book , sighing as he sips his tea . what a quiet day .

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

“I don’t know how many times I’m to say it, @NYTIMES_Page04, quit calling my landline. It’s just becoming… obnoxious, don’t you have a job?”

[𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆. @haristis]

“Dad tells me you’ve been bumping heads with Jake these days, @withepureheart. Do you want to tell me what that’s about or am I to figure it out myself?”