𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶.

sweet, dark & holy.

[ᅟᅟgibson girl, @sainticide]

no matter where i turn, i'll always be trying to shake off the devils and angels haunting me.

[𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖌 𝖌𝖔𝖉 .ᐟ / h @MlNDLEADER]

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𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋-𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖚𝖈𝖊𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖔𝖘𝖊,
𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑 𝖉𝖆𝖟𝖊

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[𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶. @talktodeath]

( as told, ripley closed the space between then to press his lips to hers; both hands holding her face. )

[‍ ‍‍ * ‍‍ ᵏⁱᵗᵗʸ, ‍ ‍‍ 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. @OFDlLIGENCE]

( a smile , lips slightly parting . )

get down here then , tall guy .

[𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶. @talktodeath]

i think you already know.

[‍ ‍‍ * ‍‍ ᵏⁱᵗᵗʸ, ‍ ‍‍ 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. @OFDlLIGENCE]

hm . how would you like me to do that ?

( she's thinking about one way in particular . )

[𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶. @talktodeath]

make me.

[‍ ‍‍ * ‍‍ ᵏⁱᵗᵗʸ, ‍ ‍‍ 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. @OFDlLIGENCE]

oh , shut up .

[𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶. @talktodeath]

when am i not?

[‍ ‍‍ * ‍‍ ᵏⁱᵗᵗʸ, ‍ ‍‍ 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. @OFDlLIGENCE]

mhm , you are so right .

[𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶. @talktodeath]

god is downright adorable.

[‍ ‍‍ * ‍‍ ᵏⁱᵗᵗʸ, ‍ ‍‍ 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. @OFDlLIGENCE]

( aw . . . smiling . )

never realised god could be so cute .

[𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶. @talktodeath]

( squinting, trying to pass along all his strength. )

[‍ ‍‍ * ‍‍ ᵏⁱᵗᵗʸ, ‍ ‍‍ 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. @OFDlLIGENCE]

god give me strength .

[𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶. @talktodeath]

@OFDlLIGENCE /. they want you so bad

[𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶. @talktodeath]

leaving a note for @OFDlLIGENCE that he’s off to a last-minute work call. he’ll miss her.

[𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶. @talktodeath]

@OFDlLIGENCE both arms securing her to them, fingertips gently running up and down her back.

“is everything okay?”

[𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶. @talktodeath]

sat on the roof of his van, cigarette hanging between his lips. it’s been a long week.

[𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶. @talktodeath]

“you didn’t need to, ( * they ) did.”

a brief glance up at her, then ripley was focused on making sure the wound was clean before applying a dressing. “how the hell did you fall on the stairs?”

[‍ ‍‍ * ‍‍ ᵏⁱᵗᵗʸ, ‍ ‍‍ 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. @OFDlLIGENCE]

“ they , as in — OW . ”

she nearly gave them a kick there for not giving a proper warning . the sting was quick to subside however , and her gaze fell back to the broken skin .

“ um , hello ? i didn't wake you up . i made a point out of not waking you . ”

( 🙄 )

[𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶. @talktodeath]

“they told me.”

kneeling on the floor beside her, first aid kit opened and tearing open an alcoholic wipe with their teeth.

“this might sting,” sentence not even finished as he wipes it over the wound on her knee. “consider it payback for waking me up.”

[‍ ‍‍ * ‍‍ ᵏⁱᵗᵗʸ, ‍ ‍‍ 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. @OFDlLIGENCE]

she looks up when she hears him , giving him a smile before her gaze locks onto the first aid kit .

“ how did you - ” . . . huh . she brushes the confusion aside . the aching , bleeding knee is preoccupying her mind right now .

“ can you believe , i fell in the stairs . ”

[𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶. @talktodeath]

it takes him a little longer to rise than usual, constantly batting the spirits away to have more time to rest. but their persistence finally wakes him, and it takes him less than a minute to find kitty; armed with the first aid kit she needed.

[‍ ‍‍ * ‍‍ ᵏⁱᵗᵗʸ, ‍ ‍‍ 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. @OFDlLIGENCE]

where are the ghosts when she needs them to bring her the first aid kit ? 🙄

[𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶. @talktodeath]

rising from his nap cocoon with a sticky note attached to his forehead, removing and reading with bleary eyes. kitty was out, they’d see her later. nuzzling back down into the covers.

[‍ ‍‍ * ‍‍ ᵏⁱᵗᵗʸ, ‍ ‍‍ 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. @OFDlLIGENCE]

@talktodeath ;

[𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶. @talktodeath]

curled up in a ball, blanket covering him entirely. it was the only way to shield himself for those looming over him. ripley wasn’t feeling particularly chatting towards the spirits today.

[𝕽𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔶. @talktodeath]

@OFDlLIGENCE yeah! of course! i knew that.