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❝ WELL - - - GOOD . maybe i want boring . and , hey - what do you care anyway ? some , i don't know , concerned citizen worried about the FUNMETER in my life ? ❞

❝ GRILLING the new person. ❞ More like he was trying to sneak into the building they were in front of, but this guy didn't need to know that. ❝ You moved to the most BORING place on earth. Nothing happens here.❞ Liar.

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HE BLINKS and looks at her , eyes sliding away for a moment before finding her face again . her lips are easier to focus on than her eyes .

❝ okay that feels - - - dramatic ? but . . . thanks . ❞ it's said sincerely , if a little abashedly . then , ❝ . . . i didn't really think you wanted to hang out with me that much . but - yeah . sure . i mean , not ' sure ' like ' sure i don't care . ' like ' sure yeah i'd love to . ' ❞

☆ starter call @fvckingmagic ☆

❛ okay, q. don't make this weird, but if you disappeared off the face of Fillory, or Earth or whatever— i'd probably burn some shit down. so. do you want to hang out or what? ❜

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"You're an interesting case," she said. There really is no end to lifes little humiliations, Quentin reflected.

-- Lev Grossman, The Magicians

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redoing tags part 2/2 !

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redoing tags 1/? !

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the bicon is back for the socially maladjusted bi boy

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since this feels like an unpopular sentiment, i just wanna say officially that minors are welcome on this blog. i think it's important minors have a place to grow and develop their art and skill and the chance to find a community in the rp sphere. just because you're under eighteen doesn't mean you don't deserve a place to express yourself through roleplay and i want to support that as much as possible.

reblog if you're a blog that welcomes writing with minors

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RULES

                                  basics                         _______________

i. this is a QUENTIN COLDWATER blog written by salem. it's PRIVATE AND selective. i only rp with mutuals. ooc interaction is open to all

ii. i am 21+, as is quentin. i am nsfw friendly, though all will be tagged accordingly

iii. i am very slow. time between replies is usually roughly about two weeks. please be patient. if you think i may have lost a thread, please feel free to message me. i won’t mind. but please don’t pester. 

iv. i unfollow a blog after two months of inactivity. however, if you come back and see i have unfollowed, feel free to shoot me a message to let me know you’re back. i’ll gladly refollow. 

v. please tag all replies with my url in case i lose it.

vi. if we write together and you decide to become exclusive with another version of my character, tell me we won't be writing anymore, especially if we write together often.

viii. ocs are welcome on this blog. however, i personally do not write with oc family members of canon characters. all other ocs are encouraged

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A SMALL smile quirks at the edge of his lips .

❝ okay . okay . ❞ his eyes slide to the side as he considers his next decision , before he turns back to eliot . ❝ i think we should kiss again for now , though . ❞

It might be a bit pushy to kiss Q twice like that and pulling him in an embrace, so close to a conversation of Q doubting his own feelings. But Eliot just wanted for Quentin to feel loved. And what was the point of a relationship if he couldn't kiss his future husband boyfriend.

"Gardens it is. It's going to be the best picnic you'll ever have."

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THERE ARE two things that make the monster hard for quentin to manage . the biggest one , of course , being that it's eliot he possesses . it aches to see his face being worn by something of such destruction . the next one , which is no less dire , is the consistent threat to his friends . if not for these two things , quentin actually might not have such a hard time . . . . discounting , of course , the consistent theme of their GAMES ending in someone's death .

❝ don't do that , don't threaten them . i'll play games with you . what game do you want to play ? ❞

the monster is now set upon the idea of playing a game. usually, his games end in blood and gore, but he doesn't mind playing one with quentin that is different.

he doesn't like the answer q gives, and so he says; "if eliot were still alive, would you have played with him?" though, eliot is still alive, the monster just does not wish to give up the body he possesses. "we could play a different game, if you like. i bet you would appreciate games with me if your friends no longer existed."

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THERE'S A warm flutter that goes from his chest to his stomach at eliot's affection . eliot's sober affection . sober and with deeper than a passing interest . slowly , very slowly , he settles into the arm wrapped around him , the kiss eliot steals , being returned a little more relaxed , a little less stiff from lack of surety .

❝ well - there's lots of places for a picnic . though i guess . . . given how the books have gone so far , maybe we should expect some terrible twist . maybe we just pick the gardens . ❞

Eliot stole another kiss from Quentin's lips. This wasn't much but it did feel good to do it sober. He wrapped one arm around Q, keeping him as close as possible. "It's a matter of speaking. But we definitely could take a stroll to a place you love from the books. Have a picnic there." He played with Quentin's hair with his free hand.

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HE TAKES in a breath as eliot presses a kiss to his lips . they haven't actually . . . done this while sober yet . he blinks and tilts his head to look at eliot , a slight arch of his eyebrows at the man's words .

❝ you like long walks on the beach ? ❞

Eliot put a pin on the idea of making Q his husband. Maybe he'd circle back to the idea later on. He wasn't one for marriage. But having the possibility for a husband was definitely something he'd prefer. Especially since both Fen and him weren't interested in the other in that way.

Eliot leaned down slowly and caught Quentin's lips in a kiss. "How about we continue what we started last night. Then a bath. Then a long walk on the beach."

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they wanted him dead for his sad brown eyes and his slut waist

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ADMITTEDLY , QUENTIN should have known better than to speak metaphorically with the monster . that's on him . at least the lack of understanding leads to playfulness and not murder .

he blinks at the game the monster comes up with . ❝ oh . i'm not - you're so special , i have no idea how to be you . ❞

"No God. No religion. Just bad, bad decisions." { the monster } @fvckingmagic

the thing possessing eliot - the monster from blackspire - leans in too close. no understanding of personal space, especially not with quentin, of whom he desires friendship. the monster is needy. lonely. an ancient child in a man's body.

"you think that i'm not a god?" nameless monster, god mistake. "or perhaps - is this a game, quentin?" eyes light up at the possibility. "do you wish to play with me?" head tilts at an unnatural angle. eliot's body, twisted and moved in ways it shouldn't. "i will be quentin and you will be monster."

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⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ independent  and  selective  fantasy  original  character.  she  is  winter's  daughter,  hel's  heir.  a  girl  made  of  velvet  &  thorns.  a  goddess  by  birth.  a  monster  by  nurture.  a  survivor  by  choice.  adored  by  shelle.  21+ exploring:  trauma  wrapped  in  divinity,  power  vs.  identity,  beauty  as  a  weapon  &  mask,  death  as  both  mercy  &  judgement,  shadow  &  light  in  delicate  balance.

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Men with long hair got me acting unwise,