#ELLE : unnamedtown

[willowdied]

[ CATCH ] : sender catches receiver's hand instinctively out of surprise or concern, and holds it. ~ @unnamedtown​ 

she shouldn’t be here. it wasn’t safe. but seeing elle for the first time since that day and the relief that she was here was astronomical. that and aside from the guard and campbell she had yet to see anyone else and so, she could only stare up at her, trying to find the words to say. there was questions about her, if she was safe, knowing that she couldn’t possibly be alright. what had happened to the town. she couldn’t find the words to speak, nor the energy to say them, not until elle took her hand that is. 

shocked as she was, after a moment it was just as instinctively as the other had grabbed her hand, allie squeeze elle’s hand and hushed her, shaking her head. “ it’s okay. i... am fine. ” she looked around, quiet for a moment, making sure no one had followed before loosing her grip on elle’s hand, still holding it, thumbing at her knuckles as though to calm her. “ ...what are you doing here? ”

#ELLE : unnamedtown #unnamedown #allie : interactions #don't mind me having many post season one thoughts i #regret nothing

[fiercesouls]

@unnamedtown​ || starter call

Elle couldn’t meet her sister’s gaze,  instead focusing her eyes at the spot just beside Braigh, a distant expression worn to cover the pain she felt inside her. Elle felt like it was her fault - shouldn’t she have noticed Campbell’s psychotic behaviour before everything happened? It made her sick to her stomach. The inevitable question in the air avoided giving any answers - what would he do next? "I don’t want to talk about it."  Her voice is surprisingly steady, though it takes an incredible effort. "I’m fine, Braigh." A LIE, of course, but Elle had never been one for revealing her feelings, especially not to her sister; in Elle's eyes, there was no cause to make her worry.

#unnamedtown #( out of my head & my heart & my mind || elle. ) #( main verse. ) #[ // hi hi!! you didn't ask for this pain but IM GIVING IT ANYWAY ]

[worldpromiseda]

doing my exclusive tag drop

#sunpathos | we'll live like kings and queens with your rule my dear | sabrina and nicholas. #nocategcries | i never thought you'd be the beat in my stilled heart | ricky and ej. #nocategcries | who thought i'd end up willing to sacrifice everything for you? | draco and harry. #nocategcries | a force to be reckoned with and smarter than he could ever know | eggsy and harry. #nocategcries | your smile is my way home in the burning light | rachel and monica. #nocategcries | you made me want to be better because you deserve the world | elle and noah. #nocategcries | making me believe in myself again since the day we met | audrey and bloom. #shinctogethcr | no music is worth making if it's not with you | julie and luke. #shinctogethcr | you're the other part of me - i just didn't know it | julie and willie. #shinctogethcr | we'll be us forever and you'll always be the first | alex and luke. #shinctogethcr | princess you save me everyday with your soft and warm words | alex and willie. #unnamedtown | hey long as we got each other - we can make it through anything | gwen and seth. #unnamedtown | we were just kids when we fell in love - not knowing what it was | luke and helena.

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

@unnamedtown​​ said:  𝔦’𝔪 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔣𝔣 𝔭𝔲𝔱𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤

          ˜”*°•.      Strange ?  Maybe. Off-putting ?  Not  at all.  In  the mundane  world  that they  had  created, strange  was  desirable --  a  shield from  the  malaise of  this  ludicrous situation,  of  this ghastly  routine.  Boys  that  battled  and fought  and  destroyed just  to  protect whatever  scattered  pieces of  pride  they got  left.  And girls  that  retaliated, went  for  the throne  in  an  attempt  to survive.  All  frivolous, all  turbulent,  all at  odds,  and yet…  all  the same.  And  there came  Elle;  strange, full  of  silence, full  of  secrets.  Everyone loved  a  good secret.  Secrets  were  weapons.  Secrets were  power.  Secrets were  affluence.  And yet,  secrets  required a  certain  art to  extract.  ❝ Strange  is good.  Much  better than  whatever  those rabid  money-boys  are pretending  to  be. ❞ Wasn’t  everyone  pretending to  be  cool ? To  be  admired. To  be  special, the  center  of  attention.    ❝ Plus..  I  think you  are  an interesting  person. ❞  

#blue eyed firstie girl | LJ Folger #i: lilah x elle #v: the society #unnamedtown #for the queue is full of surprises

[daughtercfair]

💬 @unnamedtown​  💬

"Give me one good reason why I should wear a dress."

#elle i am so sorry #ELLE : unnamedtown #unnamedtown #v.07 tbt

[multimuse-rp-archived]

What Form Would Your Daemon Take?

Flightless bird

Your daemon would take the form of a flightless bird! Those who have flightless bird daemons are intelligent and precise, though unlike other bird daemons they march to the beat of their own drum. They tend to be socially peculiar, but use this to their advantage and find themselves as specialists in their own particular areas.

Tagged by: @timidstrcngth (thank you so much! You’re legit the best <3)

Tagging: @hcvefcith @hellmersmyopathy @enqinaer @truesymphony @reekcd @lastxdragon @unnamedtown (elle) @infernalrampage @severityforgreatness and YOU!

#i’m more than just a piece in their games // peeta #timidstrcngth #dash games

[murkyhazed-hasmoved]

Send 💬  for me to make you a starter with a random line of dialogue from this generator.   //  @unnamedtown​​ (elle)

     ❝   he   couldn't   have   died   at   a   worse   time.   ❞

#unnamedtown #* &. allie pressman.

[willowdied]

Unbelonging. - elle & harry? ~ @unnamedtown​​ 

there’s pity in her eyes, looking across the way at the man in front of her, almost feeling like they are one and the same, similar, frozen, trapped. she can see it in his eyes -- she wonders if he can see it in hers too. allie didn’t commit the crime that she was accused of. that she knew already. campbell was up to something- it was in his voice and his eyes but she did not know what. she did not know what part the man who sat before her played. 

there’s a silent cry for help within her eyes from her spot across from him, campbell not being home just yet. she doesn’t know what to say or do other than stare, words threatening to fall out of her mouth like bile, questions, fears, pleas. a hand being placed on a shoulder or grabbing his- like they both need it. outliers. alone- in this moment and in general. but she doesn’t. she stares. and waits. 

then she speaks. 

“ ...how are you? ” a veiled question but genuine. she wants to know. she wants the truth. she hopes she’ll get it. 

#HARRY : unnamedtown #unnamedtown #elle : interactions #tw. manipulation #tw. abuse implication

[willowdied]

@unnamedtown​ :  ‘no surprise, the nightmares only get worse’

her heart broke for the girl. it already had, long before elle had shared more of her story, but more so now eloise felt herself both horrified that she was going through this and sad that she could only do this and nothing more to be of help. this was the start of help, though. there was a bed. a room, just for her and eloise was determined to stay with elle, only leaving once or twice to make sure everything was in order in the house, to see dallas, but nothing more than that. she tried to be quick and she always tried to bring something back with her in case the other would want it, food, a movie, water, tea, but she did not want to be gone for too long. the last thing that elle needed now, after all was to be alone. 

the nightmare had come when she had been gone, or at least she has stirred from it when she happened to be alone, eloise walking in after, a pang of guilt and worry hitting her, eloise not hesistating to sit beside the bed, apology in her eyes, though other than that she tried to keep her eyes soft, kind attempting to swallow the urge to apologize to her, to hug her or put a hand on her startle. after whatever she was sure the other had seen beneath her eyelids, she was sure that was the last thing that she wanted. 

“ i do not find it surprising either.” the most sympathetic of smiles spread on eloise’s lips, tilting her head a little bit. “ would you like to talk about it? what can i do to help? ” 

#ELLE : unnamedtown #unnamedtown #eloise : interactions #because i am still thinking about This Here

[willowdied]

[TEXT] Can you come pick me up? ~ @unnamedtown​ 

[ txt to dancing queen ]    of course i can. i am heading out now. where are you? 

[ txt to dancing queen ]    and is everything alright? 

#she's Worried #ELLE : unnamedtown #unnamedtown #eloise : interactions

[willowdied]

💬  @unnamedtown​  💬

" I dread the sound of his key in the lock. "

#unnamedtown #ELLE : unnamedtown #mj : interactions

[multimuse-rp-archived]

@unnamedtown asked: “I’m not going to make it, am I?” elle @ cassandra

She didn’t know how the hell this had happened, but she should’ve seen it coming. In a town full of teenagers with no leadership, someone was bound to get hurt — or worse, killed. None of them were doctors, but Gordie and Kelly were trying their best, along with Will and Cassandra herself. She was so scared, though; if Elle died, it would be all her fault. Tears blurred her vision as she pressed on the wound, blood seeping from the bandage.

“Don’t say that,” Cassandra reassured her, though her voice wavered a bit. “We’re not going to let you die, okay? Just breathe.”

#clever is not the same thing as true // cassandra #unnamedtown #ic answers // feel free to continue as a thread! #keep calm and queue on

[willowdied]

@unnamedtown​ :  you can’t fix everything. you know that.

her entire life she had been restless, but she had never once felt it more than she did now. before it had been the non-stop words that kept her awake, the creative flow inside of her, but this was something else entirely. the moment that harry and lexie had entered the church during helena’s speech something had buried itself in her stomach. then will and allie had pulled before all of new ham and eloise felt as though a fire had fully been ignited inside of her. already there had been sparks because of what happened to elle. now, though, she knew, for the three of them, for all of new ham. she needed to do something. she wasn’t going to stop until everything was sorted. 

dallas’ words chilled her to her very core, eloise sitting in their bed hunched over a new journal, desperately scribbling down anything and everything that she could think of, plans, theories, anything that she could. 

“ i need to try.” she was meddling and she knew she was, she knew this was dangerous and she knew that she should just sit back and let it happen, but eloise had never been that person. she never could be that person. his words, though, do something unexpected and calm her a little, just as much as they fuel her desire to forge ahead - they make her look up at him, not hiding the rage, the confusion, nor the fear in her eyes. for a long moment all she can do is stare up at him before lowering her pen to the center of her journal and reaching for his hand. “ i want to do something. i need to do something. there has to be way i can. ” her eyes settle on their hands, toying with his fingers for a moment before squeezing his hand as though that would solve all of her problems. it did more than enough for her now, though. it steadied her- he steadied her. she hoped that despite her state he knew that. 

#&DALLAS : unnamedtown #unnamedown #eloise : interactions