AIMEE GIBBS For Rae !

🪐 — AIMEE GIBBS​  for  rae !

            “ Yeah, yeah, ‘course. ” Her voice was distracted, eyes glued to her phone screen, but she did take a moment to glance over at her new partner in this English lit project and offer her a sweet smile. What was her name — Rae? Rachel? She didn’t hang out with the Untouchables, but then very few people were ever allowed to be in their orbit, and instead were just the topic of their ridicule. She seemed nice —- and smart. Aimee lowered her phone and turned fully to face her. “ It’s just… don’t you think that lesson was really hard? And this joint project… shit, I don’t feel like I took any of that stuff in. Kyle just texted me to say he’s smoking weed ‘round the back of the bike sheds and I really wanna join him for some first to help chill out a bit, you know? You can come with and then we can just head to the library after that…? ”

    IT’S JUST HER LUCK  to be paired with an airhead popular girl instead of a teacher’s pet who would do all the work, or at least another normal kid.  but as aimee distractedly checks her phone, rae feels her eyes rolling in exasperation.  if the first impression is anything to go by, she’ll definitely end up doing most of the work on their supposedly partnered project.  ❝ i didn’t think it was that complicated.  it’s just shakespeare. ❞  she says, her tone betraying her irritation.  admittedly,  she hadn’t read  as you like it  yet herself, but how hard could it really be ?  aimee seems far more interested in taking a smoke break than finding out.                       &  rae is just considering marching straight back to ms. sands  &  demanding a new partner when the unthinkable happens  —  aimee gibbs, one of the untouchables, invites her, rae earl, to hang out with her.  ❝ oh.  really ? ❞  the shock at being included leaves her staring for a moment, blinking in disbelief.  but then she catches herself, snapping her lips closed  &  nodding enthusiastically, like she hadn’t just been annoyed at the whole idea.  ❝ i mean, yeah, alright.  that’s smart, actually.  we’ll probably study better when we’re good  &  relaxed, anyway. ❞  &  hearing it come out of her own mouth, it almost sounds convincing. 

🪐 — @shadowcovcn​​  ( laszlo )  sent   a meme   for  nadja   :

87  —  private dancer  by  tina turner   ▶︎

      ❝ YOU DON’T LOOK AT THEIR FACES  &  you don’t ask their names.  you don’t think of them as human;  you don’t think of them at all. ❞

Rae + Converse throughout the series

🪐 — LASZLO CRAVENSWORTH  for  nadja !

     VAMPIRES WERE MEANT TO BE MERE LEGENDS. Yet here he stood in front of a mirror devoid of his reflection. His tongue glided over his canines newly sharpened to a predatory point. Laszlo had found that hunger was not all too different for the undead, he still craved a good meal every night (even if daily feeding was no longer necessary). Up to now, his lovely Nadja had been providing his meals- allowing him to grow accustomed to his new powers. 

     Laszlo couldn’t have agreed more. With a dramatic flourish, he flung his cape over his shoulders. He turned to Nadja, with a glimmer of excitement flickering in his eyes like candlelight he graciously offered her his arm. They exited the newly abandoned (courtesy of his vampiric mistress) home and arm-in-arm walked down the darkened streets of London. 

     It didn’t take long for them to reach a well-populated area. His eyes darted from person to person. So many choices. Laszlo’s mouth watered at the thought of gorging himself on the thick, warm, buttery blood of an unsuspecting victim. As the thought crossed his mind a young, delicious-looking man cut in front of their path. He smelt like the most delectable cut of Kobe beef. Like a dog on a leash, Laszlo jerked forward, only stopped by Nadja’s arm still tightly intertwined with his own. “ Him. ”

    THE HONEST TRUTH IS  that nadja had grown bored of the job of keeping her fledgling fed rather quickly.  to hunt enough prey for both herself  &  a newborn was actually quite a lot of work,  &  nadja never had much in the way of caring instincts.  at least, not until now.  but thankfully,  laszlo was growing stronger by the day, his appetite hearty  &  his instincts sharp.  he was ready to hunt for himself.  &  london is a city with considerable nightlife, she had found, a wide array of potential entrees milling about under the streetlamps.                                laszlo proved to be decisive, choosing a man  &  moving towards him as though out of instinct. still, nadja restrained him with her hand, all too aware of the practical need to be just a little more discreet than to drain a man here in the middle of a crowd.  &  yet there was a low hum in her throat, almost a purr,  that betrayed how his bloodlust pleased her.  he would make a fine vampire, she could see as much already.  ❝ patience, my dark baby. ❞ nadja murmured, her voice soft by her standards, but still nowhere near a whisper.  after all, there is no need to hush herself when she could easily hypnotize anyone who happened to overhear.  ❝ we must wait until he is alone, that way you can  take the time to really savor  the first meal you’ve caught for yourself without being interrupted by any pathetic mortal screaming  &  crying,  you see ? ❞                  luckily for them, the man in question makes for a side street with no companion by his side,  &  nadja takes a step after him, keeping laszlo close at her side.  ❝ come, darling, we will follow him. ❞  she sets a torturously slow pace, but only so that they might seem as mortals to any who see them slip through the square  —  a pair of young lovers out for a late night stroll, just like any other.  &  though nadja is far from young, something about the excitement of laszlo’s first kill has her feeling something akin to reborn herself.  ❝ you should go for the throat, just beneath the jaw.  that’s where the skin is nice  &  thin but the blood is still hot.  bite down hard,  &  keep your teeth in until you’re done, or else he’ll flail around  &  might get away, you understand ? ❞  she can only hope he does, for soon they are upon him in the close dark shadows between two tall buildings,  &  nadja lets her hand release  &  fall from his arm at last.  ❝ now, my love, go ! ❞

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𝐅𝐀𝐕 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑(𝐒):  baby pink  &  turquoise ~

𝐅𝐀𝐕 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑(𝐒):  garlic  &  parmesan cheese,  caramel  &  pretzel,  peanut butter.

𝐅𝐀𝐕 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄(𝐒):  character-driven stories !  comedy,  fantasy,  phycological / thriller,  historical fiction,  kids / animation.

𝐅𝐀𝐕 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂:  it’s an incredibly random conglomeration of vibes.  right now it’s  montaigne,  orville peck,  djo,  florence + the machine,  daði freyr,  pussy riot,  &  greta van fleet.

𝐅𝐀𝐕 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄(𝐒):  mad max: fury road,  but i’m a cheerleader,  midsommar,  everything everywhere all at once,  princess mononoke,  v for vendetta,  moana,  pacific rim,  the craft,  the shape of water,  treasure planet,  brokeback mountain,  parasite,  the princess bride.

𝐅𝐀𝐕 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒:  our flag means death,  steven universe,  the addam’s family,  sex education,  black sails,  pose,  adventure time,  what we do in the shadows,  avatar: the last airbender,  transparent,  my mad fat diary,  sailor moon,  dragula,  ghost files,  puppet history,    stranger things  

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆:  hmmmm i actually haven’t listened to music all day today !  but yesterday i put on djo in the car.

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒:  last one finished was  sex education  —  thanks lottie for the rec !

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄:  ......... twilight saga : new moon   .........  for research purposes

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆:  the witch’s heart  by  genevive gornichec 

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆:  catfish  is on in the background rn lol

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍:  many multimedia / collage / junk journals  ( always )

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲:  @munsontm​  aka actual angel 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠:   the person reading this  xoxo ~

2021 Pride Month Celebration [27/30 LGBT+ Characters] Ola Nyman “Pansexual means you’re attracted to the person, not the sex or gender. Uh, it’s about the connection you have with the human being, not with their genitala. Huh. Kind of makes sense, actually.”