eve becomes SNAKE -- or snake becomes EVE. whichever way ROUND, she is FREER. hell follows her ‘round, hell called MAN, hell called ADAM, trying to make the CHANGING about him. adam demands of god why he is being PUNISHED like this. eve finds GRACE in the dark cracks between rocks. eve finds god in the SOLITUDE. eve finds ABSOLUTION in the red press of her knees / scales into the dirt. eve, UNBLINKING, watches adam rail. adam demands ANSWERS and eve / snake / eve exits the GARDEN to go and find them for HERSELF.
ind. priv. kate fuller of el rey network's from dusk till dawn: the series. as told by duchess. est april 4th 2017.
praecher-a-deactivated20190813: ❛ homosexuality is not an open rebellion against God. do you know what’s an open rebellion against God is ? NASA. ❜
a meme i can’t find / accepting if u can find it
surely jesse is joking —- she can’t help the laughter that bubbles up , though , at how serious he looks . a beer in his hand ( maybe he’s tipsier than she thought ) and his expression earnest , she raises a hand to her lips to smother her giggles . ❝ y’ think so ? ❞ the first half of his statement brings relief & reassurance she didn’t know she needed . for so long it’s felt like she’s been swallowing a part of herself , the part that …… ( she’s a little shy to even think it in so many words ) likes girls , that it just feels good to hear from someone of the same faith that it’s not the horrible sin she’d been raised to believe it was . ❝ whatcha got against nasa , jess ? ❞
❛ it’s DANGEROUS , you’re not supposed to do it alone , or —- i just … needed to talk to someone . ❜ faded vocals waver , eventually quelled by a begrudging huff . fingers coil within her palm , mouth slackened , sentences left dotted , unfinished . what katie had been through was never part of the equation . slanting to the floor , knees are neatly folded & tucked under pale thighs , back facing you to remain averse , she drops the bait without rippling the waters under a morose exhale . ❛ forget it , you don’t care . i’ll do it alone . ❜
she can understand to an extent . feeling that never - ceasing desire to talk to someone long gone , drag them out of heaven with bare hands & plead for them to stay . but the risk is far too great , and she’s not interested in putting herself at risk just to appease katherine . ❝ this , ❞ she gestures to the board , ❝ is not a good idea . i’m sorry , katherine , but i’m not doing it . ❞ no need to play with fire . kate certainly isn’t willing to get burned again . ❝ whoever you’re missin , they’re not gonna come callin when you use a board . that’s how you get —— demons . have y’ never seen a horror movie ? ❞
a messenger of god?was this some sort of joke or did this mean there was literally an actual god?GREAT , yet another thing she has to ask her watcher about ; she just can’t get away from the damn unknown supernatural shit .❛what else is new?i’m almost ALWAYS fucking doomed!❜
snow white wings flutter , the back of her ill fitting t - shirt ripples with the movement . ❝ i only mean to help you —- to keep you safe !! and —- clio , this place is not safe . not for you . please , ❞ petite hand extended , green doe - eyes plea with her charge . ❝ come with me !! ❞
he wasn’t actually expecting for her to come to his rescue if rescue’s the right way to put it . more like he just thought she’d say no , no , and where’s your mother , and you should ask if you should have those first!but no : she helps , and he’s grateful , the way he reaches out to take the bag from her like he’ll break it if he handles it any less carefully . his mom’s always told him , always tell someone❝thank you ! my mom tells me the same thing , but what if … i don’t wanna eat anything but chocolate ?❞
kate kneels before him , her expression as kind as anything .
❝ i don’t think anyone wants to eat anything but chocolate , ❞ she laughs , tilting her head slightly .
❝ but you have to ! especially if y’ wanna grow up big & strong , & be able t’ take care of yourself . you don’t wanna be small forever , do ya ? ❞ it’s a playful kind of teasing , she reaches to ruffle the boy’s hair sweetly .
❝ i’m kate , by th’ way . what’s your name ? where is your momma ? ❞
“ I am VERY grateful, don’t get me wrong. ” Is he ever grateful for his family. There’s nothing in the world he loves more than coming home to his girls, even if one of them wound up expelled from school and the other is a motherfucking zombie. He likes to think about the bigger picture. “ But it’s a tough gig when you’re the one running everything. Deciding what’s right ––– what’s wrong. Trying not to screw up the kid that’s going to take care of you when you’re in a retirement home or prison …”
if this were months ago , she’d understand his frustration . despite being raised in a privileged household , kate was always tired , frustrated with her father & his rules , his unfaltering opinions . but things change —— she’d give anything for one more day with him , an excuse for him to call her katie cakes , for him to smile that sweet , melancholy grin again . ❝ just appreciate what you have , ❞ she chides , tries not to seem as far away mentally as she is . ❝ the good and the bad . god knows you’ll regret not enjoyin it th’ second it changes . ❞
so pure… so young… and now was peeled away from an inexperienced youth to a PROPER WOMAN. though it was just sex, he was honored to be the one to free her from virginity. there was trust she saw in him, a protection onlyHE could hold true to and that was admired completely. fuck… she whimpers, only causing the hand to grip the skin of her hip more.
❝
━ more? ❞ inquired with a smile, he eases within her again, a breathless chuckle following,
❝ i - ❞ distracted by the feeling, lids seal shut briefly with a moan followed behind it,
❝ i don’t wanna hurt you.. so it’s best we play it safe. just relax. ❞
it was a plea not only for her safety, but a remembrance to remain in control. she was fine china and the slightest trip could SHATTER. so, taking it slow was best. watching as the head emerges only to bury and disappear caused another gasp of content. she was so tight, almost too tight and the sensitivity was INTOXICATING. he was beginning to enter a drunken state off her, the opposing hand meeting the other side of her hip, nails carefully latching onto the soft rind during another gradual thrust, but deeper than previous.
❝ fuck y’re tight.. ❞
slow & torturous , she’s not made of glass . she’s sure she can handle whatever he wants to throw her way : tougher than he thinks , but she guesses that might be part of the appeal . relax , he says , like it’s easy , like she’s not the most tense she’s ever been . it feels so strange , not bad , but strange : to be stretched in a way she hasn’t been before , to feel full in a way she’s unfamiliar with . teeth worry into her lower lip so hard it’s nearly painful , eyes still squeezed shut . it’s a lot at once , a lot of new sensations to become accustomed to . impatient huff of breath , unclear whether it’s a scoff or a laugh .
❝ fine . ❞
his grip on her is tight , keeping her in place beneath him . her cheeks burn red as she follows his gaze between her legs , where he’s pushing into her , slow & steady . her nails drag across his back , soft whine pulled from her lips as his husky murmur reaches her ear . such a dirty thing to say . she thinks she might love it , though , filthy in a way that makes her feel good , scalds her down to her bones .
what kate did wasn’t her fault. it was the actions of someone else entirely and she shouldn’t feel bad for it, but unfortunately that’s just the world that they live in. kol knows that from first hand experience. he crosses his arms over his chest, canting his head to stare at her with knitted brows. ‘i know you’re struggling, darling. there’s no point in lying to me, i can notice it. ’
she hides her trembling hands beneath the sleeves of her sweater , gaze flitting back & forth in a vain attempt to keep from feeling his gaze on her , heavy like weights , sinking her to the bottom of the ocean . ❝ —— i don’t wanna talk about this anymore . ❞ her voice is a little shaky , a little nervous . who gave him the right to peel back her defenses like this ? what an unfair exploitation .
THE SMILE GREW INTO A GRIN,charmed by her retort . dark coquettes waltzed in devilish mischief , brows arching at the roll of his shoulders that said FAIR ENOUGH . she was right , the home was old - unfitting to the neighborhood . and perhaps he’d gotten ahead of himself . “Hey, it’s L.A.” he said simply , as if location explained it all . friendliness traced itself over his features - “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” the boy ghost gave way to the opening on the wall , the solitary chair dragged before it .
despite his beatific smile , her scowl stays firmly in place .
distrust is clear on her features , but she takes his advice , chagrined . arms cross over her chest , kate turns away from the door , and instead begins to climb the stairs .
❝ whatever —— ❞ petite fingertips dance over the railing , keeping her steady as she ascends .
❝ i don’t really like basements , either way . kinda spook me . there’s prob’ly nothin interesting down there , anyway . ❞
he won’t push her to do something that she doesn’t want. not that he doesn’t want to. he does. there’s a part of him that’s simplistic enough in thinking that if the red was stripped away from her blood, then maybe they could all forget about the blood that had been shed, the fact that they had all been to hell and back together ( literally, to a degree ). it’s unrealistic. childish. yet the train of thought is still there. “fine,” he concedes. “the red stays. you’re gonna have to pull it up for bank robbing, though. get a hat. it’s too easy to spot.”
let them spot me . let them see me in all of my glory , a hellish scar on the wrists of humanity . she wears her own like badges when she can stomach it , tries to remind herself that it just means she survived . ( not all of her did , though . did she? ) ❝ isn’t a hat even more inconspicuous ? ‘sides ….. ‘m pretty sure there’re already police sketches of me plastered round texas after that first robbery . ❞
seth can’t help but give a small snort at her answer, amused smile still managing to pull upward at the corners of his mouth. “something is right.” he chuckled out. the humor doesn’t go anywhere when she finally picked up the tiny bottle of tequila and drank all of it back at once, expression of detest following entirely too predictable for a girl like her. sure, she’s not the same person that she was before. but she hadn’t disappeared entirely. “take a joke, kate. besides, drinks get easier after the first.”
she doesn’t think it matters much , anyway : numbers are just numbers . three months in mexico . thirty million in bearer bonds . eighteen , almost nineteen years old . they all blur together after a while , unimportant and inconsequential . ❝ —- i can take a joke , ❞ she mumbles , still a little flustered despite her best attempts to be cool . ❝ do they really ? ❞ curiosity in her tone , now : she's exhausted , sure , but it’s unlikely sleep will come peacefully . she wonders how long it takes until tequila tastes like rest . ❝ do you have more , then ? ❞
