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𝐖𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘;
the caged little bird
with clipped wings.
Fragments of #𝓕𝒊𝒛
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tvdu & horror. mdni.
vc: everett edits, yt.
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——— 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
trigger warnings: child abuse, branding, child neglect.
a solo written as tame as possible considering the nature of the scene. this moment is essential to her story.
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𝓟𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐆𝐎
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a solo written by #𝓕𝒊𝒛
in response to
@MorbidLeviathan’s.
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𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒍, 𝐓𝐇͟𝐄.
𝓼omeone 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗆͟𝖾 can be a
──┈┈ 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑳 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖊
𝓼o 𝙨̵𝙖̵𝙫̵𝙚̵ 𝙢̵𝙚̵ 𝙮̵𝙤̵𝙪̵𝙧̵ 𝙥̵𝙧̵𝙖̵𝙮̵𝙚̵𝙧̵𝙨̵.
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fuck. FUCK. what the hell was happening right now? had her family found her? admittedly she always thought they’d want to greet her in person with a similar sentiment, it didn’t seem on brand for them to send someone else but the adrenaline pumping through her veins didn’t »
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𝓶ikaelson, 𝐇𝐎͟𝐏͟𝐄.
it was darkness
──┈┈ that
brought out her
𝖑 𝖎 𝖌 𝖍 𝖙
s e e b e l o w ࿐ ˚ .
⠀⠀ ︎ 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝘂
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“My roommate isn’t home, not that she’d mind, she can just get a little weird with strangers. She’s on the shy side.”
Wren offers him a grateful smile as they start walking, “have you seen your dad recently?”
She had been in her way back to her motel room anyway with a crate of beer.
“My place is just around the corner, we can make a dent in this.”
She’s gesturing to the box in hand with her eyes.
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Wren couldn’t shake the feeling. Closing her sketch book she slips the pad and pencil into her shoulder bag deciding to have a little wander around the grounds. She hadn’t seen anyone but the feeling was uncomfortable; something she wanted to shake.
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There was a chill in the air, nothing she couldn’t handle, wren was used to extreme conditions, this was a walk in the park.
She had only been sketching for a few more minutes when she felt an odd sensation, almost like there was another presence near by; one she couldn’t see.
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⠀ strokes of led added texture to the paper as her eyes flickered between the sheet and the oak tree that had fascinated her outside. The presence of classmates irritated wren enough to push her out of the glazed doors, planning to finish the drawing outside.
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⠀ wandering around the dinning hall in the converted Lockwood mansion, she picked a seat further away from the others so she could finish shading one of her new sketches. Eyes glancing out of the window to appreciate the greenery. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀
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𝓮shima, 𝐇𝐈͟𝐑͟𝐀͟𝐍͟𝐎.
blood so bitter, legacy foul,
──┈┈ lamb to the
𝘀 𝗹 𝗮 𝘂 𝗴 𝗵 𝘁 𝗲 𝗿
as they smite && howl.
the niragi bloodline ࿐ ˚ .
mdni / 18+
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fiz.xn--6ii/ c’mon loner, you should know that well enough by now.
fiz.xn--6ii/ better get to it then . . .
His response didn’t surprise her, not that the town seemed full of criminal activity, but overseeing the safety of anything can be pretty strenuous.
“There’s not much I can really do to help you with that one but I do have a spare donut if you’d like one.”
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