#🍋 ━━ LEMON. 003. ( king ).
" it’s okay, I know you didn’t mean to. ” Lemon lies. resting her dainty chin on bruised knees as she watches Dove from the corners. she always watches her now. hates being without her. hates the questions of what she’s saying about her, what she’s doing, is she laughing as she slowly drives Lemon out of her mind? it’s all a big joke, she knows it is. all one big laugh at her expense, while Dove stands there, towering above her. enjoying it. Lemon curls around herself a little tighter.
she should make Dove make it up to her. she has a right to that. has a right to demand something in return for everything it put her through. and that makes her smile, a secret little smile, she hides against the hands she wraps around her knees. “ do you mean it? ” Lemon asks, her despondent voice broken by the flash in her eyes, watching without blinking. “ do you really want to make it up to me? ”
@re--verie [ continued ]
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“ tonight ━━ “ she says around glossy lips + even brighter teeth. that dangerous gleam that ticks like a bomb in her fake pink eyes set to explode like a flash of gamma rays. leaving a crater in her wake. “ I’m gonna have myself a real good time. ” | ♪
🍋 @lotuskissed [ starter call ]
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she’s been transfixed for hours. staring at the glass through her camera lens, barely blinking, her tiny nails gripping tight to the candy case on her phone waiting for the perfect opportunity. when finally - it happens. in a flurry movements there’s a pose, a flick, a click + lemon turns to regard the diamondback with a gleaming grin.
“ look at you, who’s the best little photobomber in the whole world? you are! such a good baby. ” the baby talk all the more silly as the rattler stretches, not particularly caring about this bright colored intruder. too busy setting it’s jaw, Lemon rewarding it with the tiniest of squeals as she snaps another picture of it’s adorable fangs.
“ Aww, big yawn. ” the blonde coos.
@snakecharmless [ starter call ]
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laughter bubbles over, pink laced sneakers scuffing the edge of the salt circle as she leans on knobby knees. “ see, that’s what I like about you. ♪ always lookin’ on the bright side ~ ” she falls back on her nonexistent ass, scraping the cracked concrete, an exalted sigh on pink lips. she loves the way the sting tastes.
“ if you drink while possessed do you get the demon drunk, or just you? ” she slumps back, head lolling boredly before she meets his eyes again. gifting him a wide tooth grin. “ imagine getting a demon fucked up. immortal being of pure evil losing it’s mind on jack + two stones. ” another laugh, darker this time, eyes boring holes into him as her pink tongue wets lips around hungry teeth. “ I’d pay to see that. ”
🍋 @endurehell [ supernatural meme ]
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idle hands are dangerous ones. the night is too slow, the crowd too dull. steak knife left on the table becoming a center of fixation as she begins to gently tap, tap, tap, tap them between her fingers. fast, slow, fast, slow, fast. never looking down as she stares down the girl across from her. “ I learned this trick with the crazies. you’d be surprised how much money people will throw at you just to get you to stop. ” her cheek presses further into her hand, lazily tapping between her glitter tipped fingers. “ though they really brave let some one else do the stabbing. it takes a lot of trust to put your life in between some one else’s fingers. ” the knife hovers above her hand, a wicked grin growing as she effortlessly flips to, offering the handle to Ki.
“ what’d’ya say, wanna give it a try? ”
@videonastycore [ starter call ]
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nails tap tap tap against her skin. she doesn’t want to be here, pacing across her living room in her most ‘ I’m extremely normal ’ clothes. she agreed, and she’s not a big enough bitch to cancel on a friend last second like that. she’s not going to put Jude into a place where he has to go through a whole break up arc or make some lame excuse as to why she’s ditching their now very regular one saturday a month dinner date with his mom.
it’s not Mrs. Lars, of course, she’s nice in a way no mother figure in Lemon’s life has ever been. but that’s also kind of the fucking problem. “ ugh! ” her hands tear through her hair, forcing her bangs flat for what must be the 100th time, nails digging little half moons into the pink skin of her forearm.
she hates this. she hates it, she hates it, she hates it, she hates it. eyes screwing up tight into a furrow that twists her face into something close to anguish. ever since that . . . thing Jude did. that damn night under the streetlamp she hates being around him. every time she does her skin crawls, stomach flipping + that awful, awful, fear.
she could just leave. disappear into the streets. take a plane, a bus, a train, somewhere far enough Jude would never reach. he wouldn’t really come looking anyway. she knows he wouldn’t. no one ever does.
but then she thinks of Mrs. Lars, and her slightly chipped plates, and the little smile she gives when she says ‘ you two look so nice together’ and Lemon buckles beneath the weight. so she’s going. in her best good girl clothes, with the best makeup she could manage. with her soft girl perfume + her bow buckled mary jane shoes. just one last time so the guilt won’t eat her alive.
“ where the fuck is he? ” she looks at her watch for the fifth, or maybe it was the twenty-fifth, time. he’s not even late yet, not more than usual anyway, she’s just crawling out of her fucking skin with surges that run up her nerves like Father’s ‘training’ used to. it makes her want to shove her palms into her eyes until the pressure makes it stop. “ come on, come on, come on. ”
@kindafked
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she’s a different beast than when they’d met earlier in the day. the short skirts + platform shoes traded for a body suit, pants with more pockets than material + tactical suspenders. but that smile was the same, bright from where she’s pulled her face mask down, tanker boots crunching against the gravel coated ground.
“ hey there, handsome. ” blonde hair wags above her head, the tight ponytail making a wave as she sets her clip on flashlight into position, pulling her canteen across her chest as she sets a scabbard into her beltloop. lips parting to idly pop her gum. “ I think I got everything, though I couldn’t find a geiger for the life of me. you wouldn’t happen to have a spare would ya? ”
@vtratasebe [ starter call ]
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“ look I didn’t say it was smart, okay?! ” burnt fingers + a jacket that smells like kerosene. her lip is bleeding, mixing with the splatter on her knee highs. if he ruined her shoes she swears ... “ but he should have thought about his precious store before he called me a whore. ”
“ you hear that, fuckface? ” a platform heel comes in contact with his slumped head. perfect contrast to the sweet sing song of her voice as the cigarette on her lips bounces the tune to some unheard tempo. “ you should’ve been more careful. now you’ve got blood all over my nice new clothes. ”
🍋 @lotuskissed [ supernatural meme ]
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🍋 ━━ LEMON. reply.
🍋 ━━ LEMON. ic ask.
🍋 ━━ LEMON. open.
🍋 ━━ LEMON. drabble.
🍋 ━━ LEMON. 000. ( unknown ).
🍋 ━━ LEMON. 001. ( jack ).
🍋 ━━ LEMON. 002. ( queen ).
🍋 ━━ LEMON. 003. ( king ).
🍋 ━━ LEMON. 004. ( ace ).
🍋 ━━ LEMON. au. ( demon ).
🍋 ━━ LEMON. au. ( apocalypse ) .
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