#❝ r. bennett ❞ ┆ horror verse ┆ trying to outrun your anxiety !

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@auragifted - gets a starter for warren since i'm an idiot !

okay so like. things on campus have been so weird lately? but rue's kind of like, super DETERMINED to ignore it for the most part. like, why get entangled in drama when you could just... not? besides, within her own friend group, there was enough shit happening all of the time, so like, wasn't that enough without the whole idea of people getting hunted and caught and burned and gangs, and... shit her head really can't keep up with. like. aren't they supposed to be going to class? not that rue really did that either, but that was besides the point.

it's been a HOT MINUTE since she'd had a chance to hang out with warren anyways, and part of her always felt bad because things got complicated after he and his twin had started fighting more and then there was all that shit with other people getting involved and fights and just! it was again, enough drama for rue. but right now, she knew he'd be a good buddy for a quick smoke session before she slipped from campus back to her shared flat, texting him a quick 'u up?' that he'd know the purpose behind.

her gaze flickers upwards as she's lighting up the joint to start with, her lips stretching into a lazy grin. "wooooooow- it's been like..." there's a pause because really, it's just been her coming and going like the wind, how could she even pin that back down to time? she's TERRIBLE with these things ; it's almost predictable. "... forever. how've you been? what's like, new for you?" still fighting? still screaming? are the ghosts still bothering you? the vampire doesn't ask that - those things come out with time.

- @auragifted

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@thelucygray - lucy gets a new follower starter !

there's a WAR OUTSIDE these walls. and these motherfuckers don't even know about it yet. safe, snug... they drag them out before the cameras. make a mockery of their humanity. why? they dared to starve their masters, and like dogs, they've been made to come to heel. it's a brutal space to live within, and honestly, rue's like, shocked when her name is pulled.

DISTRICT 9. rue bennett.

they drag them upon a train, headed towards the capitol. as high as she'd been when dragged up to the stage, her expression blank-eyed and perhaps a little hopeless. chained as they wanted, broken as they wanted, but unnervingly staring at the camera, then, wondering and waiting if they even saw them as HUMAN to begin with. another girl's in the compartment with her, how this place alone feels more lush than any place she's survived before alone... a girl in a dress, coloured brightly, her gaze peels and lifts to meet her own. it's her. a victor. and somehow, that makes it all the more real.

"you're the singer. lucy." it's not a question. there'd been something in her performative march when she'd been there to win her own, that beautiful retribution played out towards a girl who'd clearly found it all too EXCITING to see this girl be called as tribute. she deserved it. a snake and a father who'd rigged it all, the story's so cliché it hurts, and who could blame her for wanting a splash for her indignity? but then she'd won... and it'd been all too glorious, then. "guess we're both in it now."

- @thelucygray

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@kostenkos - julie ♡'d for a starter !

she DOESN'T KNOW what's going on.

and maybe that's what churns the anxiety within her. how they go to find him in the woods, that smile on his face marred only by the knowing confusion that seemed to cloud his expression. he's still turning over the date in his head, like a clicking realization that gnawed and didn't feel quite right with the world, she's holding julie's hand through it all, squeezing. ANXIETY BANGS within the back of her head, but what can she say out loud anymore? ling looks lost enough, and the only one who she can share this with is the girl at her side.

it's a bit of a blur, getting him back. but now that the headmistress is INSIDE with him, making sure that everything's alright, she's outside, seated, beside julie in quiet form. lips drawn, her gaze distracted. it's such a fucking weird day... and when she looks down she notices she's still holding on, too tightly, to julie's own hand, letting go in an almost startled jolt, pausing, before her hand laid back again, the grip less tightly drawn.

"he just seems so confused..." and that seems to be what sticks, the worry that he seemed so wholeheartedly lost within this. and if it felt more like a clearly painted threat, maybe the worry of it all wouldn't be running at an ALL TIME HIGH, but with so much unknown? what is she supposed to do? "i'm... fuck." that exhale pulls too loudly in the room, rue leaning forwards, all at once at odds with how to sit, what to do, how to be. "thanks for staying, i just... this is just fucking a lot."

- @kostenkos

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“I might have had a few shots.” //rue

the random meme ( accepting ) + @sunxsin // ling ( mentions of @kschmidts and @ripjulie )

really, she ought to feel more nervous about being around him. but rue finds it's so much easier than people imagine to separate things sometimes, because, it's just... never going to happen. and she's known what happens when you let it all build up until it all just BURSTS from inside your chest, and she's not like, looking for some repeat performance of how pathetic she could be when she had a crush on someone and... urgh. was that what this was? a feeling that twisted within her chest when she looked at him, that something that she was swallowing alive up until now, was, that what all of this was?

god, could this get any more FRUSTRATING?

and of course, when he appears to come pick her up ( for weed and vibes, he says ), it's so hard not to stare. when he looks so good and has her heart just like, CLANGING on the inside, she grins, and off they go, like nothing's remiss. and like, she's really good at this part, the lying. she's had how many years of experience? she's having a good time and she's wearing one of her dad's sweaters and oversized jeans to match. it's funny, how in the circus, you could really see the differences in how people perceived a party, within their immediate circle.

at a certain point, she loses track of ling. does shots with kate, and sings a song with julie. it's about having a good time and honestly, when amongst friends like this, who could go out feeling less than well loved? they all talk about the mystery of who spilled julie's brushes and rue asks if they're really going to have to go searching for the bad guy and brightens up at the idea of it all when a hand taps at her shoulder, SPINNING ROUND to find herself faced with a rather red-cheeked ling.

“I might have had a few shots.”

"oh yeah?" she doesn't sound surprised at all, shooting the girls a look before she's grabbing ling a water, pressing it into his hands. "how many shots is like, the most shots you've ever done before?" she asks with ALL THE GRAVITY of his answer changing the course of how she thought about him. nah... it's nothing that serious, but she was enjoying the way it was like, kinda comfortable for them, leaning back onto the heels of her converses. "think you could do like, one more? or are you tapped out?" rue's left peering at the bottle in his hands, nose wrinkling in realisation. "what are you drinking? soju? ling, oh my god, that stuff's... like, that stuff's literally just water! come on, we're gonna go do a real shot together, right now, let's go."

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@sunxsin gets a short starter for hitting the ♡

"This is weird, but you kind of look like, WEIRDLY HOT in this apron uniform thingie." Rue's leaning against the counter, a grin on her face.

And without skipping a beat, she nudges his foot beneath the opening that lets him out to her side. "Think you can TAKE IT HOME with you?"

- @sunxsin

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@sunxsin - ling con't from here !

Things have been WEIRD since that whole staircase incident.

And like, Rue's no good at this. Like, the whole dealing with conflict thing... because she'd honestly rather not. Would rather do, like, anything but this, because what's going to happen? And it's not as if they're ACTUALLY FIGHTING or anything. She's just. Making herself unavailable. Because what's she going to do? There's no answers and she knows that's what he wants out of her, that he'll ask and ask until she cracks and then it's like, what? Screaming, crying, arguments? Absolutely none of that shit sounds appealing to Rue, who's like, missing him, of course... but she also knows how to colour in the spaces of his absence. Which means her new dealer? Just got upgraded into becoming her best friend.

Now the real truth of it was that she could logistically only get so many drugs from Kate. She'll get suspicious, start asking questions, and then all that shit was due to get back to Ling. No. She didn't really want to have any of that, or her friends freaking out, and it becoming, like, a whole thing. Rue's done interventions before, and if she could say anything about them? It was that she tended to BLOW UP a ton of shit in the process of them. And like. That wasn't in anybody's interest. Because Rue loved to watch and sit back, people were like, surprisingly candid when they thought you were too tired or too out of it, or just like, a fucking waste of space. It's kinda crazy, but she tucks that shit back into her pocket, stores it, like she used to do at East Highland. And if push came to shove? Oh. She wasn't going back to sobriety. She couldn't.

Because honestly? The drugs are FUCKING GOOD, and they're also like, the only thing that doesn't make her feel like shit right now. The love is good. The love is great, actually, but it's the weight of all these fucking secrets that are weighing her down. That there's like, this whole thing going on where she doesn't get why he doesn't want to talk to her about his dad. That he dodges and avoids and laughs off most of her questions about the 6 years away, and why his dad's return seems like such a shock, and like... even just why his dad is being such a fucking asshole about all the new rules at school. And like, he just looks queasy, ill, and Rue? She knows something's wrong. He just keeps saving her off and making it seem like it's nothing. So like. What else is she supposed to do other than numb the anxiety that courses through her?

There's another text. She reads it over biting her lip as she meets with Jamie, the two of them slipping down some alleyway. You're not really supposed to do drugs with your dealer, but what the fuck ever. She's just like. Trying to find herself in a good enough place where she can go back to Ling and play nice and smile and let all that hurt and distrust just... settle back within her chest. LOCK THAT SHIT UP and say nothing other than a few mumbled apologies about the whole thing. They're in the middle of the act when she hears a familiar voice, Rue left freezing as her gaze lifts, jaw left wired all tight. Oh. Fuck. Anger radiates off of him too easily, Rue stepping forwards and away from that arm that's been slung over her shoulders, a hand out. "Hey! Hey... Ling. Chill, this is fine, this is-" there's suddenly a laugh, Jamie's gaze shifting between the two of them. "Wait. Ling? Your boyfriend? Aw shit. Really now? I guess... nice to meet you, man. I've heard a lot about you."

- @sunxsin

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@sunxsin - ling gets a starter !

What a PAIR they make.

The both of them now tangled up in one another in a way that their friends can only ever roll their eyes at now. That love makes them so blinded to everything else, and like, it's kind of nice, THE LOVE. Now she gets it, why people write like, songs and books and create art to the idea and in the name of it. Why everyone thrills and chases for love, and like, it sings in her veins and makes her feel so much more whole than anything else in life ever has other than the drugs. And that kind of like, remains as this thing that's there that they don't talk about, but that's okay. It's okay! Isn't it okay? Rue's determined to make it so, happy to coil and curl into him instead of addressing it head on, and better still, he only adds fuel to the fire when using with her, lines on lines, that love on love.

Which is why when he gives her the key to his place she feels something surge in her chest. Why she's there almost every night, pausing because she knows better than to let herself drown in things, but for once she thinks someone might not let her her head dip beneath the waves. It's not out of control, is it? It's just them being them and this was everything that they're HOPING IT WOULD BE, and in tune, they're mapping out perhaps impossible promises to each other, but Rue wouldn't have it any other way, even if it meant that she was setting herself up for the kind of heartbreak that you can't recover from. Even if it means she knows he'll let her down and hurt her heart eventually, right now, she wanted to believe in that concept of forever that he promised her wholeheartedly.

They're late - they're always late. Laughing and wound up in one another, that sweet hold that comes with her hand within his own and they can barely peel away from their embrace, sticky mouthed and bruised eyes beneath the sleeplessness with which they operated. Arm looping through his eventually as they come through the door, his fingers beneath her chin to tilt into another kiss that ends with the firm CLEARING OF THE THROAT that catches them both off-guard, feeling that sudden pause and hitch within Ling's expression. In time to glance towards the stage where an all too familiar face stood, staring stonily in their direction.

- @sunxsin

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❛  just tell me what to do.  ❜ (rue)

6 word stories meme ( accepting ) + @griefknown // elena ( ft @witchwrld )

like, summers visiting her cousin are always A LITTLE BIT strange. but like, it's not a big deal or anything - mystic falls still had stuff to do, even if it experiences the seasons and small town americana more than east highland ever did. but she meets so many new people... both kind, and like, kinda weird. but elena isn't so bad, is she? a friend of her cousin, and bonnie like, wouldn't really get her all mixed up with the wrong kinda people. they go to parties... they pass the time. and like, along the way?

rue finds she really does like elena. she's sweet and smart and like, even if she's always got BOY TROUBLES, she kinda figures it out on her own. her life's a mess, but in a controlled way, meaning rue can do what she does best - watch to see what unfolds before her. she'll pop pills and come by and hang out, and like, they're having a good time before... well. the fucking panic attack sets in, rue feeling as if the ceiling's spinning, the ground uneven. a stumble, a dizzying clutch at her chest, but there? there's elena right there at her side, suddenly at her arm.

❛  just tell me what to do.  ❜

but rue doesn't know what has her all worked up, looking up at her, pleading, head shaking slightly from the stress of it all. "c-can you just get me out of here?" it's a request spit through clenched teeth, anxiety creeping up the back of her throat, leaving her wanting to throw up from the worst of this. no. no... it's going to BE FINE. she just needs fresh air, her breathing temporarily tilted. "pr... probably bad drugs or... fuck. just don't tell bon bon, okay?"

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@cherryswcct - gets a new follower starter !

Nobody meets in the most ideal of places after THE WHOLE WORLD falls to shit. And it's no Hollywood meet cute moment, no sweet and funny story to tell later. It's full of makeshift hospital sounds, and people screaming, and all that fucking confusion that defines everything after the infected begin to take over cities, so suddenly that it was almost as if the whole world shifted overnight. Sarah's in the bed next to her - shot and wounded. Friendly fire, someone tells her, Rue only nodding with that sort of distance that said she didn't really understand it.

After all, they're still kids and this shit's fucking unbelievable and part of her thinks she's JUST TRIPPING on some pill and she'll wake up any minute now, and everything will be normal. Right?

Only years pass. More than anything, they grow. And Texas becomes a new landscape as Rue tags along with the Millers because, well, like so many others, her whole family's wiped in a moment of... no. She DOESN'T WANT TO REMEMBER that. They learn, they scavenge, survival looking different than anything she'd ever expected but. You never could prepare for this, could you? Rue's gaze, anxious, as she peers over her shoulder. "Are you sure nobody saw us?" sneaking out like, can get you thrown into the storage units, left to rot until you snitched. "Where the hell are we even going, anyways?"

- @cherryswcct

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@wiredsmile​ - suzie con’t from here !

Suzie’s always been, Rue thinks, EXCEPTIONALLY HARD ON HERSELF. And no part of her really understood why, or what she’s done to think that she deserved this until Frank appears. Him with loose lips looking not only to crash ships, but send her opinion of the smaller girl off the rails, to leave her lonely. Because lonely girls are easier girls to trap and do awful things to, aren’t they? Only knowing then the way that Suzie cried and shook about the whole thing, her own terror towards Julie, the way that the girl that he describes is nothing like the girl that she’s known for years by now...

... but to hear how Suzie truly didn’t seem to think that she could be helped, it hurts her. Hanging out outside her room, it took her 20 minutes to find the courage to knock to be let in. Suzie looked terrified, as if afraid that Rue was there to SPELL OUT THE END of their friendship, even thought that seemed so fucking unfair, given how they’d only just talked about how they wanted to hang out after this in LA, the way they’re getting closer and closer... and something catches awfully uncomfortable in her chest, head shaking as she dropped, finally, into the space next to the other girl on the bed, pushing aside her own awkwardness so that she could wrap her arms around her. “... you’re not some irredeemable monster, Suzie.” her voice a little bit softer. “You’re still a good person.”

- @wiredsmile​

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[ NAP ] while receiver is resting, sender joins them in bed & cuddles up close / rue rue rue

domestic intimacy meme ( no longer accepting ) + @wiredsmile // suzie ( ft @feralsmile )

there's a sweet feeling that hits when you see your friends. hanging out and doing everything and nothing at the same time. suzie's always been there to show why she earned the reputation of being SUNSHINE IN A BOTTLE, joy captured. she'll smile through anything, sometimes to her own detriment, which is like, heartbreaking to be sure, but look at her go! always looking at the bright side of things, despite all the horrific things that have happened here at nevermore.

"how do you feel with julie getting married?" part of her is curious - she knows some of the story. of frank and julie and suzie through the years. how now suzie's doing great, having found her own place in the world without having to lean in on that admiration too hard. how suzie's really COMING INTO HER OWN and getting lost in her interests and relationship and friends. she wonders now if that changes since some of them are moving into new challenges and stages in life... marriage, it feels kind of vague and far off, but julie seemed to do it as if it were nothing at all.

"sometimes i get scared," her voice is HUSHED, thoughtful. "like, what if i'm the one moving too fucking slow, you know? like i feel these things come so naturally and easy for others but i'm just like. struggling to keep up. do you ever feel like that? i guess it just gives me this weird sense of anxiety and fear. because it's like, what do i do if i never get comfortable? i guess it's scary feeling like everyone else is doing so well. am i alone in that? i feel fucking weird about it." and there she goes, suzie shifting from the top of the sheets to move to wrap her arms around her, halfway funny given the height difference between the two of them. fingers in her hair, she relaxes - and maybe then it's a reminder that she's the one who needs this help, swallowing thickly, head tilting. "... suzie, are you happy?"

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@not-perky - wednesday !

Nevermore College is like... something else entirely. Rue moves like the half-alive thing that she is, shades paired over her vision as she slips through in the hallways, her lanky limbs hunching forwards as she tries to move to a new class, UNBOTHERED or perhaps half starving and thinking about her next hit of a high when she half walks into someone far shorter than her, a muted "Oof-" caught on the tip of her tongue, hand flying to adjust her sunglasses, seeing none other than Wednesday Addams there, her pretty and gothic slant of a body sprawled before her.

Well shit. A hand held to scoop her up and pull her standing, bending at the waist to help gather her books, left crouch when peering to gently ADJUST A BRAID that'd come partially undone. "Sorry for that." she like, actually likes Wednesday, and she's sorry for the mess she makes by simply existing. She's one of the few people who don't look like food, not when she's as bloodless and pale as she was, her lips curving into a nervous half-smile. "Haven't had my morning drink just yet. You okay?"

- @not-perky ( for a new follower starter )

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[ cookies ] //rue

winter / holiday prompts ( accepting ) + @sunxsin // ling [ cookies ] sender and receiver bake some cookies together

out there, it's a SHIFTING PIT of activity. everyone at nevermore diving in wholeheartedly in the name of christmas and the holidays, the place buzzing with excitement. and for rue and ling, their shared condo, left separate from the rest of the campus, was no exception to the rule here when it came to their own activities lined up to celebrate the holidays. and while she was sure ling would have loved anything with more red ribbon attached to it, the two of them were dusted with flour, both, trying to recreate what recipes that ling was allowed to work on at the cafe, from home.

"i'm pretty sure we add the eggs in one at a time." teeth gnaw at her bottom lip, cautious and curious as to what the instructions say to follow as she bends closer to the laptop, ling's arms looped around her from behind. they move in stilted movements around the kitchen, laughing, and TANGLED UP in one another, and she thinks, well fuck, she could do this every year for the rest of her eternal life and still be more than happy.

that's why it's love! real love, she wants to say, the both of them keenly aware of the other person, her dark eyes warming as she held out a finger for him to taste. the food is really just a extra for her ; he's the only real MEAL that she needs. "what do you think? i feel like honestly, they're pretty good! i dunno why emma won't give you more of a chance to bake. you're definitely better than that tall guy or the girl who always mistakes salt for sugar. like. honestly, i think you should learn how to bake even if it's out of spite. spite cookies feel that they'd taste just as good as christmas cookies, and honestly, if they taste like these??? you'll be doing amazing, babe."

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[ decorations ] //rue

winter / holiday prompts ( accepting ) + @sunxsin // ling [ decorations ] sender and receiver decorate for the holidays together

he says they should liven up their caravans. rue's laughing, about how it isn't even december yet, and why's he so excited? but then she's the one mumbling about how she's happy that they're going to spend the holiday together, and she's fumbling with the way that TRIPS ON HER TONGUE. and he laughs, maybe because she looks dumb ( maybe because he's thinking the same thing ), rue and julie hauling out the decorations that they have on hand, combining in a few spares of the number of string lights that ling has dotting around his own caravan and...

... honestly it's a bit of a wonder. the crammed space of rue's loft looked like it was fit for the holidays, in a way that she honestly CAN'T REMEMBER having it since she'd arrived here in the first place. which makes this feel pretty fucking special, the both of them sprawled out in the middle of her loft, half on the mattress and half sprawled off over the floor, staring up. how when she glances his way, he's already watching her, fumbling with her own doubts before she brushes it all aside to reach out for his hand.

and they talk about like, that EVERYTHING AND NOTHING that she loves the most. about their favourite christmas traditions, and the things that they found weird about it. the food they ate and the things that they remembered the most. how prim his life seemed, from what little he described, which only served to make her laugh, given how free he seemed to her. "thanks for helping me put up all the decorations. i kinda feel like..." rue trails off, biting her bottom lip. "... i think i'm really looking forwards to it this year. is all."

- @sunxsin

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[ gingerbread ] //rue

winter / holiday prompts ( accepting ) + @sunxsin // ling [ gingerbread ] sender and receiver make and decorate a gingerbread house

okay SO LIKE... maybe she hasn't done this in forever. but it doesn't mean that she's forgotten her skills! if she had any. if she remembered? honestly, rue doesn't know what she's thinking first when she sees the gingerbread kit in ling's hands, mostly because she like - thinks it's really cute that he thought about it in the first place, the beaming excitement on his face enough to make even the coldest heart melt. reaching out, her finger traces down the cardboard exterior, a grin on her face written nakedly over her expression. "well let's fucking build these!"

the whole affair is messy, she kind of loves that about it. the table they drag to the middle of her larger caravan, julie rolling her eyes good naturedly as she left through the door as the two of them take over the ENTIRETY of the small table that they use by the kitchen for two. concentration pinches at their temples, and honestly, she kind of loves how nostalgic and fun this feels, as they're laying out icing, and debating icing and m&m decor.

they lay out the patterns, and light up when it's done... rue's expression crumpling for a moment in realisation. "wait. what about us actually eating it though?" with her head down within ARMS CROSSED and her head laid down within it, her tongue clicked in momentary frustration. a slow grin forming as she pulled out her phone, snapping a picture to post on instagram, pausing, gaze flickering nervously to his face. "... wait, can i tag you in this?"

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[ mistletoe ] //rue

winter / holiday prompts ( accepting ) + @sunxsin // ling [ mistletoe ] sender and receiver standing under a mistletoe together

things are... calmer now. cute, even, and rue doesn't feel that same buzzing distraction at the back of her head. instead she's feeling herself calm down, her arm looped around his waist as they moved from stall to stall. honestly...? while there were a few sparse others from the circus around, it still felt... SWEETLY INTIMATE. rue can't remember the last time she spent the holidays with someone. jules didn't count, really, they'd only really gotten back together ( or whatever that had been ) in the new year...

and right now, she kind of gets it. why people get all EXCITED AND HAPPY about the idea. that it feels so much nicer to have someone you really liked, excitedly picking out small things for one another, to walk around with, to check out the stalls and to talk about what the holidays had been like for the both of them in their different houses. ling details what sounds like a very suburban life... while rue... well.

it never snows out in EAST HIGHLAND.

when he taps her shoulder as she's pouring over the contents of a stall, she looks confused at first, turning with a warmer smile, and a questioning gaze. only to follow where he's pointed, upwards, laughing at the sight of none other than MISTLETOE hanging from the edge of the stall. "whoa, this stuff is real?" well... she didn't need to feel shy about it anymore, did she? already wrapping her arms around his neck, chin pressed into his scarf as she kisses him, still giddy at the prospect of it, each and every time.

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