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Hey people on my dash were playing CAH and I wasn’t sure if I could intrude on their game bc I don’t know the OP but I wanted to play so I’m making my own.
The password is Tara.
sarah + the thing she does with her teeth
Alison Hendrix + pink and blue.
How fucking dare you, I didnt need that heart attack man. Though I loved this!!
I was going to have to kill you, but it turns out I don’t have to. WHAT THE HECK MAN. Good one. but…”Glares”.
LOVED it! And would also be worth a sequel ;)
Hah you guys are lucky. That was supposed to end differently, but I decided not to be too mean. It was a big decision.
And thanks Jules. I’ll think about it. :)
gratuitous clone appreciation post : cosima’s mouth
((Sequel to “Cophine prompt, Au: where everything is black and white until you meet your soulmate." Prior reading not required, I suppose))
It’s Felix who finally makes her get out of the house.
Delphine has been by Cosima almost nonstop ever since the sickness got worse. Coughing up blood looked like nothing after the seizures and fainting. They’ve got a cure in the making but there’s a chance, she’s been told by too many doctors, that Cosima may not make it the month. She does not dare leave her love’s side.
But they need milk.
She knows that it has nothing to do with any sort of urgent necessity, but Felix needs proof that she’s moved more than eight feet from Cosima’s bedside and the trip to find milk is at least twelve feet. It is, as she discerned while frantically glancing at the car’s clock, six and a half minutes away.
Delphine forces herself to calm down when she nearly bowls a man over at the front of the store in her mad dash for dairy. Cosima will be fine. It’s fifteen minutes.
She gets the milk and walks to the checkout line.
The whole world goes dark.
Only not dark. Grey. The world is stripped of it’s color in a second, back to the way it looked before Cosima crashed into Delphine’s world and filled it to the brim with vibrancy.
There is no doubt in her mind of what this means. She drops the milk in shock before careening to the left like a startled deer, trying to get to the exit as if she can get home and make everything right again if she tries hard enough.
Delphine runs for her car, ignoring the concerned, “ma’am?” from the employee outside, who sports what Delphine recognizes to be the the store’s uniform, though it now lacks the familiar red and blue hues. She slams into the vehicle, using the immovable object to stop her sprint rather than wasting time to slow down.
It’s when she’s fumbling for her keys, desperately knocking her lipstick, tissues, sunglasses onto the ground to find them, when the world flashes into high definition color once again.
Felix must have called the paramedics. Dieu.
Delphine laughs in relief, leaning her head onto the window of her red car. The obnoxiously bright colors of the store’s uniforms appear reflected in the glass, and Delphine feels the soft hand on her back of the young black woman with the purple eye shadow who called her ma’am a moment before.
"I’m fine," she promises, the colors around her blurring as the tears that spilled down her cheeks are soon replenished, "Dieu Merci. Je vais bien. Elle va bien."
ob meme || [4/10] scenes
↳ I’m gonna go to the store and I’m gonna get us some Eskimo Pies.