@hellsurvivr ˖ ࣪ . ࿐ ♡ ˚ .
ㅤㅤ❛❛ can we skip the pointless chatting and do something that isn't on the same level of fun as watching paint dry? you're boring me. ❜❜
7 notes
·
View notes
👔 (she's probably been raiding his bourbon so she drunk admitting)
ㅤㅤhe raises a bemused brow, pointedly studying the state of his liquor collection for a moment. ❛❛ so pleased to hear you finally admit that, love. though i am a bit miffed that you apparently had to get sloshed to do so. ❜❜ he moves to pour himself a glass, deciding she shouldn't be the only one enjoying his booze. ❛❛ in the spirit of honesty, is this a random drunken thought, or have you been thinking it for a while? ❜❜ he inquires, expression both playful and expectant ⸻ as though he's awaiting a certain response.
2 notes
·
View notes
@hellsurvivr
“I’m not going to lie, this is not how I planned this would go down.” The crow had to have been hit in the crossfire or something, as that was the only way he could have been downed like this. Though, he wasn't going to go out of his way to explain that to the woman before him.
2 notes
·
View notes
@hellsurvivr sent : 5 ' 3. send 📐 + your character's height to compare!
2 notes
·
View notes
she'd seen @hellsurvivr quite a few times on the campus as well as some of the home games . but never had gotten around to talking to her . but of course , alex made sure to remind her to do so . " hey , alex – told me to introduce myself to you . " the brunette smiled , holding out her hand towards the other . " i'm davina . "
2 notes
·
View notes
@hellsurvivr said: so why is Sir Lust-A-Lot after you? (jewel)
charmed sentence starters
"Oh, didn't you know?" Sip from martini glass was slowly taken. "If you openly advocate for peoples' rights to have sex and do whatever they want with their own bodies, it's an open invitation to be entitled to said advocate." Another sip. "Though I do think I may need to teach him a small lesson on boundaries and what's socially acceptable." Subtle look was given to shaker full of salt before eyes found Payne's again. "Think you can pass that over?"
2 notes
·
View notes
𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝟑𝐚𝐦 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 → accepting.
@hellsurvivr : ❛ how’d we end up on the floor, anyway? ❜
"poor planning, mostly." erin offered, the slightest hint of a joke in her voice despite her face saying otherwise. pulling at her sleeping bag, the detective shifted in place slightly as she tried to make herself more comfortable, but with no avail. "wasn't it my idea to have some sort of weekend away with everyone anyway? and now i don't even get a bed to sleep in?" the floor wasn't exactly a suitable alternative. "serves us right for being the last car to arrive. next time, i'm getting here a day early."
2 notes
·
View notes
"Knock, knock" /// jax t.
Send me "Knock, knock" and my muse will answer the door wearing nothing but a towel
the rap, rap, rap at his door was expected, and jax made his way to the front door while he wrapped a towel around his waist, still dripping from the shower he'd just exited. securing the towel in a knot at his hip, he opened the door to payne standing on his porch. "hey darlin', c'mon in." he steps back to let her through the threshold and leans in to kiss her cheek, closing the door behind her. he's not thinking about his state of undress, having been less clothed around her before at the clubhouse... he gets a little wild when he's had a lot to drink.
"you want a drink?" he has two glasses, a bottle of whiskey, an ashtray and a joint already rolled, waiting for him on the kitchen table when he leads her into the kitchen and takes a seat, leaning back casually in his seat. "thanks for comin' over. i need to run somethin' by ya."
2 notes
·
View notes
balancing a bowl of popcorn in her lap, her head resting against @hellsurvivr's shoulder and ten things i hate about you playing on the tv. ❝ why haven't i been serenaded on a football field? ❞ the blonde grumbles, ignoring the fact she hasn't played football since she was twelve. instead she spends her days assisting coach jensen, keeping stats on his players and running drills. rather it is a dig at the lack of romantic gestures from the modern day man. head turns looking up at payne, ❝ men sucks.... unless you're patrick verona. ❞
2 notes
·
View notes
@hellsurvivr commented on my starter call
"somehow the mikaelsons seem to hold big pieces on you, which in turn means you have to be special. but as far as i can tell, you aren't a vampire..." gia didn’t quite make sense of it. gia was sure payne wasn’t a werewolf, so she could almost be a witch, right?
"anyway, you seem to have it all under control, so why are henchmen called in?"
3 notes
·
View notes
" tomorrow's the game that is either going to make or break us . "
@hellsurvivr liked for a one liner!
6 notes
·
View notes
@hellsurvivr wanted a starter from Leon Kaiser
A new bartender was starting tonight, he was told. That always made things more interesting when things started to feel the same over and over again. Almost the time he was going to get the itch to get up and go somewhere else, a new club, but that wasn't going to happen just yet. So in he walks to work, his crooked grin growing when he sees the unfamiliar face. "Willkommen." He says as he approaches the bar, his hands laying flat on the surface. "Names' Leon, one of two head bouncers around here." His hand lifts to reach out to shake her's, switching to English as he remembered hearing that was her first language. "Did they give you the whole tour and run down?" Seeing as she stood opposite side of the bar, it seemed she might have already but it may have just been for the bar itself. "I wouldn't be too worried about tonight, it might not be too packed. If you are here tomorrow....well that will be different."
2 notes
·
View notes
“This isn’t you” // supernatural verse
He had warned her to stay away, he wasn't worth the trouble and now? Now it was too late. Andrei had tried to fight it off to get into the basement of his home, to lock himself up to stay there until the night ended, but he didn't make it. She didn't leave him alone, didn't give him the space so he could give her a chance to survive. He'd only made it through the door to his home before the shift started. Bones broke, muscles strained, skin ripped, and what remained was a large, hulking beast. It was one he had no control over, mindless, an animal. It caught her scent, knowing she was approaching in the moonlit night. He burst through the door stalked towards her, no fear in the golden eyes of the wolf as it watched her. Baring his fangs, he moved to two feet, walking and watching like the predator he was. But then something, no someone else cause his attention. Smaller, weaker, easier to hunt for the night. She saw the attention shift, words attempting to break through to the humanity locked away within. A low growl left the werewolf as he started to stalk towards her child, his speed slowly increasing before moving down to run on all fours towards her.
Send “This isn’t you” | Accepting | @hellsurvivr
2 notes
·
View notes
'why is it, whenever a prank is pulled you always blame me?' an eyebrow raising at her words as she tries, and fails to hide the smirk attempting to crawl upon her lips. // @hellsurvivr
"Because who else would it be?" Jo asks, giving the other a look as both knew there wasn't exactly anyone else he could blame. Okay, maybe that wasn't entirely true. The blond could definitely think of a few teammates that would readily pull a prank or two. However, this seemed like it was more her style, her speed. It was why he wasn't hesitating in bringing it up to her. Arms crossed now, adding to his look to show he wasn't going to change his stance on the fact he thought she was responsible for this. "Are you going to tell me I'm wrong or admit to it?" He finally adds. "It can be a lot easier if you just be honest, you know?" Now he might be enjoying the fact he caught on to her a little too much.
4 notes
·
View notes
@hellsurvivr liked for a lyrical starter; from my mess of a spotify be warned
❝ turns out people lie. ❞
2 notes
·
View notes