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🏨 ( drew crawls into winona’s bed )

the dark haired girl had past the point of pleasantly intoxicated several drink ago, and although she was not ill ( a win in her book ), when she lay against her bed she felt the world spinning around her. her room was dark, but still she felt the movement, but after haphazardly stripping down to her underwear, winona didn’t feel like getting up again. instead she placed her hand on the cool wall beside her, trying to stabilize herself. light from passing cars shown through the window, illuminating her room for a moment, and casting the shadow of the jungle of plants on her windowsill against the far wall as it left. her breathing was calm, and for a moment, that was all —— the dizziness she had induced, the sound of her own soft breaths, and the lights that would appear for a moment before driving out into the distance. heavy lids fluttered over sage hues, the world around her dimming slightly. and then, it came back. the door to her room opened, letting in a panel of light, only broken by the figure that stepped through it. 

a gentle sigh left rose lips, a shadow of a stain still upon them from the lipstick she had put on so much earlier in the night ( in a moment that seemed like a memory from another day ). the sigh wasn’t upset  —— no, she wasn’t upset to see him, but it wasn’t relieved either ... even she wasn’t sure how she would define it. maybe a sigh of remembrance ? remembering leaving the party with a boy too drunk to drive, instead the pair of them stumbling towards her apartment after he insisted on getting her home. she didn’t want him to leave, to wander back into the night on his own; she had told him to stay, assuming he would take the couch, before disappearing into her own room. now, eyes scanned over the shadow of his figure, staying still like she was asleep, waiting to see what he would do. however, it took the weight of his form shifting the mattress for her to comprehend that he was climbing in next to her, and it caused a drunken smile to play at her lips.

however, she remained still  —— both waiting to see what drew would do, and also because she didn’t want to startle him away. their relationship was tenuous at the moment, a fire on the verge of possibly being rekindled that a strong wind might end without a further thought.

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“ don’t talk, just kiss me ” ( isaiah + rose )

he paused, standing stock still as he took a moment to comprehend her words. no one had spoken to him like that —— not since jessica. he had encountered interested women at the local bar, but most were demure creatures who batted dark eyelashes and waited for him to make the first move ( a moment that never came ), not like rose ; who stood now, and had made the taller male acquiesce to, at the very least, the first part of her demand. even isaiah didn’t understand it completely, how and why she had this effect on him, but for the longest time he simply denied it. it was a reminder of jessica, nothing more, nothing real. rose was a sweet, if such a word could be applied to any member of the graves family, but she had similarities to the young woman who had captured the young farmhand’s heart in what seemed like a previous life. either way, she had something about her that captured his imagination. 

timid calloused hands reached out to cup the young girl’s face, wondering how his employer would feel about his actions. rough fingers brushed her hair from her cheek as he leaned down to press his lips to hers, following her instructions to the letter. the stubble of his beard scratched against her soft features, but his kiss remained gentle —— something that another might have guess uncharacteristic of the young man, but truly a window to a time when he was almost someone else. 

#( his dark side don’t see the light of day : thread — ❛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙʟᴀᴍᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ʜᴇʀ ᴛʀɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ʜɪs ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ! )

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MASTER POST OF ALL DRABBLES!! || Always Accepting! || Feel Free To Reblog And Add More!

Scream: My character has caused yours to scream out for some reason. Headache: How my character will take care of yours when they have a headache. Expecting: Our characters find out they are expecting a child together. Milkshake: Our characters will have to split a milkshake. Coffee: My character will be hyped up on coffee and pester yours. Graveyard: My character will visit your characters grave. Spectre: My character will be visited by your character’s ghost or vice versa. Bleed: My character will injure your character. Dream: My character will have a dream about your character. Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn’t.

O Romeo: I will write my character missing/looking for yours. O Juliet: I will write about my character’s feelings for yours. O Macbeth: I will write about how my character kills yours. O Hero: I will write about my character mourning yours. O Puck: I will write about my character pranking yours. O Titiana: I will write about our characters sharing a night in bed or sharing a kiss. Specify. O Oberon: I’ll write about my character getting angry at yours over something they did.

Amuse Me: I will write a funny drabble about my character trying to cheer yours up. Break Me: I will write an angsty drabble about our characters. Call Me: I will write a drabble about my character asking for yours [be it at the brink of death/in a battlefield/knocking on the front door wounded, feel free to specify.] Drink Me: I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours. Enamor Me: I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day,feel free to specify.] Fight Me: I will write a drabble out my character fighting with/or against yours. Get Me: I will write a drabble about my character saving yours. Haunt Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours [as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.] Invite Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character asking your character to [specify here.] Join Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer [be it a proposal for an alliance, asking them to join them in an activity (you can get dirty if you want), feel free to specify.] Kill Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours. Love Me: I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters. Mourn Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character mourning your character’s death. Nurse Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character healing yours. Offer Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving yours a gift. Paint Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character drawing a picture of yours [like one of your french girls~ be it painting them or drawing them, maybe offering a picture of them as a gift, feel free to specify.] Quite Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.] Remember Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to get yours to remember them [be it from an accident, meeting them after years apart, feel free to specify.] Shag Me: I’ll write a dirty drabble about our characters. Tell Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character confessing something to yours [be it a love confession, a secret, feel free to specify.] Unbind Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail, from handcuffs, from a trap, from a curse, feel free to specify.] Value Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character telling yours how they feel about them. Wed Me: I’ll write a drabble about our character under the subject of wedlock [be it my character proposing to yours, or marrying yours, feel free to specify.] X Me: I will write whatever it is that you wish, [specify.] Yahoo Me: I’ll write a drabble about our characters celebrating something [feel free to specify.] Zip Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character dressing mine, or the other way around [this can also be used for shutting them up as well, but feel free to specify.]

Sleep: My character needs to stay at your character’s house for the night, or vise versa. Specify. (you can add any other special things that could happen!) Drink: My character will call, text, or show up at your character’s house drunk. Specify which of the three. Heal: My character will tend to your character’s wounds, or be at their side when they’re sick. Confess: My character will speak their true feelings about your character. (or about a topic. you may choose.) Death: My character’s reaction to your character dying. Time: My character is running late! They are supposed to meet your character at ___________ (fill in the blank) or vise versa. Specify. Protect: My character keeps yours safe from harm. Kiss: My character kisses yours, or vise versa. Specify. Dream: My character wakes up in the middle of the night because of a dream with your character in it. Run!: My character is chasing your character (or vise versa) OR both characters are being chased by ___________ (fill in the blank). Sky: Our characters are stargazing. Help: My character requests help from your character (be something silly or serious, you may decide.) Gift: My character gives your character something special. Or vise versa. Specify. I Do: I will write our characters as a married couple Broken: I’ll write our characters breaking up or in an angsty scene.

« : memory from the past with your character » : a future event my character would like to happen with them + yours [a daydream] ¿ : something my character would like to forget [specify in general or about yours] ☼ : A memory my character has with yours that they’ll never forget ♥: Our characters will have a Mistletoe Kiss ★: Our characters will decorate the tree ¤: My character will give yours a present ❖: Our characters will go caroling $: Our characters will go Christmas shopping together ❂: Our characters decorate eggs together †: My character will have an egg hunt with yours ღ: My character will give yours chocolate ❦: My character will admit she/he loves your character ✯: Our characters will go see fireworks together ♬: Our characters will go to a parade ッ: Our characters will go to a costume ball together ☾: Our characters will go trick or treating ♛: Our characters will wear matching costumes ❄ : drunk texts

Cerberus: Our characters raising a little hell together. Centaur: My character showing yours compassion. Harpies: Our characters getting into an argument. Sphinx: My character asking yours a hard question. Furies: One of our characters causing the other pain. Phoenix: One of our characters helping the other to rise above a bad situation. Dragon: My character guarding yours. Aerico: One of out characters nursing the other back to good health. Mermaid: Our characters going swimming together. Alicorn: Our characters doing something they thought was impossible together. Unicorn: Our characters creating magic (real or imagined). Pegasus: Our characters fantasising together. Banshee: My character will mourn the death of yours. Bugul Noz: Our characters committing an act of charity together. Hiisi: Our characters camping out under the stars. Brownie: Our characters doing housework together. Faerie: Our characters causing mischief together. Jujak: One of our characters helping the other prepare for a special occasion. Lorelei: My character will take yours somewhere involving music.

Torture Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character torturing mine or vise versa. Take Me: my character will kidnap yours Leave Me: my character will leave your character behind. Deny Me: my character will either deny your character’s advances or deny them a ’ happy ending’ Grope Me: my character will grope yours. Lick Me: my character will lick yours in any specified place or manner. Suck Me: my character will suck on any body part of your character Tease Me: my character will tease yours, whether in a friendly or a sexual manner Please Me: my character will do anything to please yours Bite Me: my character will bite yours on any part of their body Blindfold Me: my character will blindfold yours in order to have their fun Meet Me: My character is meeting yours either for the first time or just causally. Greet Me: My character will greet yours, either at the door, at work, or somewhere else. Own me: My character owns your character. Slap me: my character will slap yours. In the sexual manner, or of anger. specify. Call Me: My character will call your character for whatever reason. Hug Me: My character will hug yours. Either by surprise or for a specific reason. Give Me: my character will give yours a gift Tickle Me: my character will tickle yours ruthlessly.

Rain: I’ll write a fluffy drabble of our characters kissing in the rain. Kill: I’ll write a angst drabble of my character violently killing yours. Love: I’ll write a drabble of my character admitting they love yours. Lust: I’ll write a drabble of our characters making love together. Date: I’ll write a drabble of my character taking yours out on a date. Defend: I’ll write a drabble of my character protecting yours. Fight: I’ll write a drabble of my character fighting with/against yours. Death: I’ll write a drabble of my character with yours on their deathbed. Mourn: I’ll write a drabble of my character mourning yours. Pet: I’ll write a drabble of my character buying yours a pet. (specify what kind.) Wash: I’ll write a drabble of our characters showering/bathing together. Pool: I’ll write a drabble of our characters swimming together. Beach: I’ll write a drabble of out characters at the beach together. Sing: I’ll write a drabble of my character singing to yours. Snow: I’ll write a drabble of our characters building a snowman together. Game: I’ll write a drabble of my character playing videogames with yours. Movie: I’ll write a drabble of our characters watching a movie together. Shop: I’ll write a drabble of my character taking yours shopping. Cook: I’ll write a drabble of our characters cooking together. Sleep: I’ll write a drabble of my character snuggling in bed with yours. Rivalry: I’ll write a drabble of our characters having a rivalry between each other. Obsession: I’ll write a drabble about my character having an obsession with yours. Vise versa.

Proposal : My character proposes to your character. Vise versa Celebration: Our characters celebrate together. Or have a party. Secret: My character tells your character a secret. Promise: My character makes a promise to your character. Princess: Your character gaining everything they wanted thanks to mine or vise versa. (Be specific on who gets which role) Servant: My/your serving yours/mine, no matter what. (Be specific on who gets which role) Knight: My/your character defending the other. (Be specific on who gets which role) Mercenary: My character getting payed for a favor of yours. Seer: An event with our characters in the past or future. Songstress: My/your character preforming, whether it is in front of an audience or just for your/my character. (Be specific on who gets which role and whether is private or public) Magi: My/your character having a spell put on them and your/my character’s reaction. (Be specific on who gets which role and what spell you want cast) Archer: My/your character setting a long-distance goal and aims to achieve it with your/my character’s help. (Be specific on who gets which role and what goal it is) Thief: My/your character has stolen something from yours/mine and plans to escape with said item. (Be specific on who gets which role) Healer: My/your character helping your/my character when they are hurt/sick. (Be specific on who gets which role, and whether the pain is physical, emotional, or just having to catch a fever) Spirit: My/your character watching over your/my character. (Be specific on who gets which role) Summoner: My/your character calling for yours/mine. (Be specific on who gets which role and what kind of situation.) Fool: My character cheering up or amusing yours or vise versa. (Be specific on who gets which role) Hallucinations: My character will have hallucinations about your character. Candle: Our characters spending time together by candle light.

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SEND ME A SYMBOL FOR ANGST;

☔: my muses reaction to opening their front door and seeing yours drenched in rain

⚡: how my muse calms yours in a lightening storm while they’re pulled over on the side of the road

☆: my muse comforting yours while they get a tattoo

☏: my muse’s reaction to getting a phone call from the hospital about your muse

☯: what my muse says to yours after they haven’t spoken for five hours since a fight

✏: my muse’s letter to yours that they left after they passed away

⚰: my muse’s reaction to watching yours die from afar

✿: my muse’s reaction to leaving a cut on your muse’s body

♒: my muse’s reaction to finding your muse bruised and beaten on their doorstep

⚈: my muse’s reaction to finding drugs in your muse’s handbag

✺: my muse protecting yours from a sleaze at the club

☠: my muse’s reaction to being told that your muse is missing, and presumed dead

☺: my muse finding yours on the side of the road, hours away from home

✖: the last thing my muse says to yours before leaving for good

⌛: the voicemail my muse leaves on your phone when your muse hasn’t been heard from for the fifth night this week

☕: my muse comforting yours after the death of a loved one

⚱: my muse’s reaction to waking up to yours muse, beaten by mine, but my muse has no recollection of the night before

☉: my muse’s reaction to finding yours in a public bathroom, drugged and almost unconscious

SPECIFY WHICH MUSE ON MINE AND YOUR BEHALF

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SEND ME A SHIP AND I’LL TELL YOU ─

where was their first date ?: what my muse would do to cheer your’s up: who wakes the other up with kisses ( and where ) ?: who would pour water on the other to wake them up ?: how my muse would wake your’s up: who would start a food fight while baking or cooking ?: who would suggest putting marijuana in the brownies ?: who said i love you first and how ( or when ) did they say it ?: who would get into a physical altercation over the other ?: who insists on purchasing a pet together ( and what kind of pet ) ?: who is louder ( in and out of bed ) ?: who takes more risks ( in and out of bed ) ?: who would bring up the word ‘daddy’ first ?:  what is their shared, favourite kink ?: describe their typical kiss: how my muse shows their love for your’s: their favourite ways to give affection: who is more dominate ?: who sings in the shower ?: who washes the other’s hair in the shower ?: who initiates shower sex despite being in a rush ?: who teases the other under the table at dinner with the family ?:  who has the weirder taste in music ?: who would initiate dancing in the rain ?: who would be the one to suggest marriage ?: what would they name their children ?: who would their children take after more ?:

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Send me a ☎ for my muse calling yours after they've been in an accident

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send me a ship and one of these and i'll write a mini fic

things you said at 1 am

things you said through your teeth

things you said too quietly

things you said over the phone

things you didn’t say at all

things you said under the stars and in the grass

things you said while we were driving

things you said when you were crying

things you said when i was crying

things you said that made me feel like shit

things you said when you were drunk

things you said when you thought i was asleep

things you said at the kitchen table

things you said after you kissed me

things you said with too many miles between us

things you said with no space between us

things you said that i wish you hadnt

things you said when you were scared

things you said when we were the happiest we ever were

things you said that i wasn’t meant to hear

things you said when we were on top of the world

things you said after it was over

things you said [make your own]

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outgoing text to 📲 polypod.

hayden: is anyone up for lunch? i get off of work in twenty.

hayden: jaime can you still pick me up?

christian: i'm always down for food. what are you craving?

mackenzie: tacos. the lord made tuesdays for tacos.

jaime: i'm always game for mexican, no matter the day

#jaime tag tbd

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send me a symbol for a text from my muse                      robbin graves ( @bruisingroses​ ) + erik griffin !                            &  … in which erik sends a loving text                                  ✿ … in which erik sends a suggestive text                                  % … in which erik sends a curious text                                  ✆ … in which erik sends a text in the morning

✆ at 10.56 am, erik sent ...                          ‘ morning. brunch on me? somewhere nice, but it’s a surprise. ’                          ‘ i can be there to pick you up as soon as you want me. ’

& at 02.40 pm, erik sent ...                           ‘ thanks for being my date, love. you looked amazing as always. ’

% at 09.38 pm, erik sent ...                           ‘ are the kids home ? ’

✿ at 09.39 pm, erik sent ...                           ‘ i’d suggest a babysitter, but for what i have in mind, they should be out of the house... ’

#erik tag tbd

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send me a symbol for a text from my muse                       rose graves ( @bruisingroses​ ) + isaiah mitchell !                                   ✉ ... in which texts were deleted before they were sent                                   ⁇ ... in which texts were sent while isaiah was intoxicated                                    ø ... in which isaiah texts rose late at night                                   ✿ ... in which isaiah’s text to rose are suggestive 

✉ at 11.27 am, isaiah considered sending ...                     ' last night was nice. i haven’t had anything like that in a while. ’

✿  at 4.47 pm, isaiah sent ...                    ' next time you spend the night, you can just stay in my room. i promise it’s comfier than my couch. ’                    ‘ at the very least, cody will get his bed back. and he won’t be on top of you the entire night. ’

⁇ at 2.03 am, isaiah sent ...                    ' i lieked having sometone else here.. ’ 

ø at 4.36 am, isaiah sent ...                    ' sorry about the texts from earlier. ’

#( his dark side don’t see the light of day : thread — ❛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙʟᴀᴍᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ʜᴇʀ ᴛʀɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ʜɪs ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ! )

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DREW and WINONA !

he had never given the girl a chance to love him. keeping his emotions locked away, ready to fuck up anything good in his life  — a trait that he had received from his own father, a man who slept around on his wife and had turned sour toward his son the moment he was old enough to look and act just like him. he was a writer, a miserable one and she had been a muse that seemed to be alien, out of this world —  he had once believed they were like a modern version of f. scott and zelda, a short lifetime of bourbon and poetic words for love and hate. “of course i dare you,” he paused, intoxicated with liquor and lust. “juvenile is such a cruel word for such a lady.” lips pressed gently against his, a feeling of genuine happiness in the pit of his stomach. “just like that, kid. just like that.” keeping her close, placing his hand on the small of her back, his thumb rubbing circles lovingly. 

‘ you, as well as anyone, know i’m not a lady, ’ she replied teasingly, the words slipping from her intoxicated lips without care. had she known before that the elder wanted her to be his z, the alien girl behind the madness and the muse, she would have been happy. the trouble began when she thought he didn’t need her. as bright as she burned, so fire could sustain itself —— she needed someone to tell her what she needed to hear, make her feel like she was special. she wouldn’t want to admit it, but she was nothing if not high maintenance. the warmth of his hand on her lower back made her want to move closer to him, pressing herself into his arms until she disappeared completely. his hands made her feel safe and wanted, the way she needed when she found herself in the arms of another boy to get his attention. she continued to move, slowly, kissing him more gently than might be expected. ‘ i’ll keep going then. ’

#winona tag tbd

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CAINAN and REBEKAH !

many of the things that rebekah did with cainan were deliberate. every action constructed carefully enough to seem fluid, soft, and entirely unintentional while still trying to pull his attention towards the more sinful part of their human natures. he was the only anchor to their younger selves she had and while she wanted to maintain the relationship they once held, the one that she imagined in their future — as husband and wife, their love recognized in the eyes of god ? it was what filled her with anticipation of a new day. perhaps it was foolish, but when she prayed to the good lord at night it was always for cainan to be her protector and the one she came home to. the fingertips of one hand gently ran through his hair while the other gently cupped at his cheek. ❛ cainan, ❜ the girl murmured with a bright smile on her lips. the way she said his name was as much as a recognition of his saving her as it was a soft prayer on her lips. it was one of the moments were just about anyone could see how much affection she had for him.  ❛ are you hungry ? i’ve made dinner. ❜

dark eyes were surprisingly bright, looking so lovingly at his little magdalene ; if he was the biblical giant, she stood as a renaissance cherub  —— round and gentle features with bright eyes, every part of her soft and practically gleaming. moments like this made him momentarily forget their past. it wasn’t extreme enough to push him back into his steadfast beliefs, but rather a gentle distraction. later he would shiver, the sign of the cross made at his bedside. ‘ rebekah .. ’ he repeated, gentle smile remaining. ‘ what’s for dinner, my angel ? ’

#( of fate and faith : thread — ❛ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴇɴᴅs ; ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ! ) #( of fate and faith : rebekah cross — ❛ ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏʟʏ ꜰɪʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ɢᴏᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏɴᴇs sɪsᴛᴇʀ ! ) #( of fate and faith : with rebekah cross — ❛ ᴏɴᴇ ! )

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the words felt sour coming from his ex-girlfriend’s lips. her saliva still fresh on his own chapped lips. “you used to enjoy kissing me, nona.” annoyed, the brunette male stood up and felt so much larger than the female. they had dated, they had caused chaos, and they had broken up. deep down inside, he had always known that he was a chess piece, a piece of a puzzle that kept the female’s father pissed off and in a constant state of high blood pressure. drew would never be someone’s first choice because of his stunning looks or intelligence, no. he would always be the guy that the girls chose when their father begged them to stay away. a stoner, a piece of shit, and the worst a fucking drug addict with no future. he had a future, the next fucking hunter s. thompson. he would prove them all wrong one day. “kiss me again, i dare you.”

the words had left winona’s lips as a way to shield herself. dark red tresses fell around her shoulders and her head swam with how they used to be  —— how she used to fight for his attention, how that fight had ended up with her causing their downfall. everyone else might see his shortcomings, but winona still saw the soul who had words in his veins and was willing to cut them open to tell his story, to prove them wrong. her brow furrowed again. ‘ you dare me ? ’ she asked, the words falling melodically from her lips along with a drunken laugh. ‘ isn’t that a bit juvenile ? ’ and yet, even as the words left her mouth, she was leaning in, placing her hand under his jawline. he was taller than her ( almost everyone was taller than her ) and she found herself leaning up on her toes to press her lips, gently despite her intoxication, to his. ‘ like that ? ’ she murmured against him, barely moving away from him. 

#winona tag tbd

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regret danced around playfully in the back of jasmine’s mind. she had agreed to have dinner with the graves family, aware of the gossip and whispers that followed each and every single one of them. her close friend, annie had agreed to stand by her throughout the night  – keeping her from overstaying her welcome or drinking until her date became the toilet rather than claude. claude, a man that chilled her to the bone. her mind had been made up, this was simply lust and nothing else; but her heart, her heart raged on like a wildfire, unsure of what she truly felt. hell, she hadn’t even had a real conversation with him and now she was meeting his entire family. as she strapped her seat belt over her silver and pastel blue ensemble, she said a prayer that tonight wouldn’t be a complete disaster.

annie, dressed in a hunter green dress drove quietly. billie holiday crooned softly from her radio  – jasmine’s request to listen to something to calm her nerves, something rather bluesy; annie found it less comforting and more like an omen as gloomy sunday ended. “this is how we die. we are going to die tonight, the graves are going to kill us and it’s because you have horrible taste in men.” she didn’t even turn to look at jasmine, who kept munching on her freshly painted thumbnail. “damn it, i just painted those for you.” jasmine glanced over at her, removing her finger from her mouth just to turn the next song up louder. a sign for annie to shut up.

finn had not signed up for this. in fact, he had tried to fake sick in hopes of his roommates and their girlfriends ( including finn’s own date, cece ) believing him. clean shaven, dressed in a baby blue short sleeved button down, a black blazer, and black skinny dress pants, he felt out of place. out of everyone in the car, he should have felt right at home with a dinner party  – his mother’s specialty. “no, i don’t want to wait. i’m starving and i need a drin– no offense, jack, but i really fucking need a drink.” his nerves caused his hands to shake, doubling both into fists to keep his date and friends from noticing. he wasn’t worried about robbin questioning him about cece, after all, they weren’t a couple  – despite how badly he wanted to kiss her under the moonlight in that moment. he was more worried about robbin and her sons questioning him about his friendship with the smallest and youngest graves child, rose.  finn straightened his blazer, gesturing for cece to hold his hand. “don’t say that i never did anything special for you, kid.”

there wasn’t a doubt in jack’s mind that there would or wouldn’t be alcohol served during the dinner. he had gathered clark and finn earlier in the day, devising a plan if he were to be offered alcohol. finn had stated that he would just drink for the both of them, knocking back jack’s drinks every time one of the hosts turned their backs. clark had demanded that jack tell everyone the truth. “the truth is a lot less appealing than finn getting fucked, clark.” now he stood beside his beloved nora, hand in hers. “there’s no time like the present.”

“we’re already here, lin. let’s go inside and be social. it’s our first appearance since i returned to social circle and i want tonight to be memorable.” memorable. he kept his word, often thinking about the ring he kept in his underwear drawer. a prized possession that his mother had given him after his first date with lina back in high school. dressed in a yellow dress shirt and brown khaki dress pants, finn had called him a fucking rotten banana before the mason triplets arrived at their apartment in the heart of downtown. “they can’t be that bad, can they?”

as annie’s tahoe pulled into the driveway, jasmine’s heart began to race. “i can’t do this.” she had been burned so many times by so many men. what if claude was just another guy that fucked her over and fucked her over good. “annie, please, let’s go home and watch the x-files or hell, i’ll let you rewatch weeds.” but it was too late, the girls were there and the night was young. annie parked, turned off the suv and sighed, looking at her friend. “i hope i don’t mix up the twins and kiss the wrong one.” a slight comic relief for her friend that fell short in the humid spring night.

claude took a deep breath, glad for the moment alone. he loved his mother dearly, but in moments like these he simply wanted to understand what the woman was thinking. the graves family was chaotic as it was, but adding their cousins and respective dates … well, the eldest graves had never been an overly social creature but he was sure this seemed to be too much. especially when it all started as a way for her to meet a pretty girl he had taken a quiet interest in. he had the feeling, however, that it had evolved since then, and now was something much more elaborate at play. especially when he heard that rose would be in attendance with isaiah. of all the men in the town, he was certain the farmhand wasn’t the worst, but it still unsettled him – seeing rose sat beside any man, especially one closer to his own age than hers.

meanwhile, the farmhand in question politely excused himself from the conversation between phil and zach at the mention of his date. he, like both rose and claude, was unclear on the point of this night, but more than that, he was unclear of the connection that had occurred between him and rose. she was a sweet girl, but he had assumed the invitation was one extended from the entire family, most likely from robbin herself. still, he moved towards the kitchen, looking for the youngest graves. he found her, exactly as her brother said he would, and a soft smile played at his features. ‘ you look nice, ’ he told her, truthfully, ‘ thanks for inviting me. ’

elsewhere erik was smiling at his favorite of robbin’s children –– phil had always been the kindest to him. the blond nodded at phil’s offer. ‘ i’d absolutely love a drink. what are you serving? ’ he paused, shedding his jacket, before turning back to phil. ‘ do you have a vase i could put these in? i don’t want them wilting before robbin gets to see them. ’

claude stood on porch when he saw an unfamiliar car pull into the driveway. he felt … well, nervous – which was something he wasn’t accustomed to. another breath and he moved towards the vehicle, opening the passenger door for his date. ‘ i’m glad you came, ’ he said, giving jasmine and her friend a smile. he extended a hand, meaning to help the girl out of the car. once they were walking up the steps to the house, claude glanced to the girl beside jasmine, ‘ i don’t think we’ve been formally introduced. i’m claude. annie, correct? ’