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he takes that as a sign to keep that bracelet in the pocket of his jacket, grinning as elodie rolls her eyes at him. he catches up with her as she continues on her way, thinking, i’ve got time to pester elodie for a bit. “ so what’re you doing all the way up here for shopping, el ? ”
She huffs, not really too upset, when he catches up to her. “Change of scenery.” And well, the lack of food in their house. But Elodie would be damned if they admitted that. “What about you? Besides, you know,” she gestured to the area he’d placed the bracelet. It was a good thing she didn’t actually hate him, or this might have been an entirely different situation.
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Spill the tea for Elodie
Spill the tea for Cairo
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“We’re right behind the showers, right?” Bellamy asked, ear pressed to the barrier to ensure he heard the hum of the water in their pipes. “There’s a hedge right there. Make sure you climb right next to it so no one at the bar can see you until after you’ve landed.”
Sure, Bellamy could have just gone through the front door and booked a stay for use of their pool and a hangover cure but that was too easy. The night had been a lull without a little struggle, and here was a dose of it even if he was certain of victory.
“You grab the towels, play the part, and we head straight to the pool. You gotta act natural, Elodie,” He reminded them. “You gotta act like you belong, and everyone else will follow in line.”
“Right,” she murmured. She let Bellamy continue to talk, eyes scanning for what she was supposed to be seeing. They hummed at his next comment, nerves washing over her for a moment. Not like she was turning back, but getting over the barrier concerned her. “Got it.”
She honestly had no idea how they were going to get over the barrier. Like, jump? Clearly this was all new to them. And mostly...fun? But also concerning. And she was watching everyone she could see, making sure they didn’t get too close.
“That makes sense,” they murmured, peering over to where the towels were. Act like you belong, she could do that, right?
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heclios:
ˋ°•*⁀➷☼
Admittedly, sometimes Shiloh had poor self-awareness, especially in loud places. Retail stores were a perfect formula for a checked-out Shiloh, who often would turn down their hearing aids in stores with ambient music. In The Golden Lyre, it was a bit prominent than in other stores, so Shiloh was entirely zoned out when a dim voice caught their attention, and he narrowly missed bumping the elbow of another shopped with his own.
“Oh, sorry-” Shiloh echoed her own words perfectly, without realizing, and stepped aside as his ears finally registered the question. “That? Oh, no, no, she’s a beauty, but… I don’t have time for another hobby,” they answered honestly, a laugh following. “Do you play?”
Elodie grinned at the response. “No, but I’d like to learn. But, I don’t have much free time myself.” Talking to people outside of their little circle was...odd, but she kind of enjoyed it. A beat, and she realized that introducing herself was probably wise. At least if she was gonna stand there and chat with them. “I’m Elodie.”
It was tempting to ramble, and fill the space with random facts and things. A nervous habit. Especially since she rarely talked tp people without it being something tattoo related these days, which was mostly asking questions and distracting, idle chat. “Were you looking for a particular album?” The question slipped out, as they were fighting that urge.
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it was a hit or miss with elodie — he figured she would either let him off the hook, or she’d ruin his fun just to piss on his parade. ever since they met, they’ve always had that type of love / hate relationship with each other. so he was glad to see she picked the former today, continuing to let the bracelet slip into his pocket and rest easy there. “ anything i can swipe for you on your way out, love ? ” he teases, asking with a small grin on his lips.
Elodie was feeling generous today. And maybe a little curious to what he’d do. And amused. And normally she probably would have said something to draw attention, but then she’d have to talk to security, and it’s just seemed like too much hassle. “I’m good, dear,” she retorts with a roll of her eyes.
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modern mythology → iris
goddess of the rainbow and messenger of the gods
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eternal-inspo:
𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞 !!
1-80 are assorted and general favourite questions. + 20 more that are sexuality/nsfw/intimacy based.
favourite drink (hot)?
favourite drink (cold)?
favourite drink (alcholic)?
favourite meal?
favourite snack?
favourite cuisine?
favourite comfort food?
favourite guilty-pleasure food?
favourite meal to cook?
favourite dessert?
favourite colour (clothing)?
favourite colour (general)?
favourite colour combination?
favourite movie/film genre?
favourite movie franchise?
favourite movie (comfort)?
favourite movie (nostalgia)?
favourite movie (comedy)?
favourite movie (emotional)?
favourite tv show?
favourite tv show (childhood)?
favourite tv show to rewatch?
favourite tv show character?
favourite tv show genre?
favourite tv show (reality)?
favourite streaming platform?
favourite actor?
favourite actress?
favourite combo of actors (duo, ensemble)?
favourite movie/film score or soundtrack?
favourite musical?
favourite musical genre?
favourite musical instrument?
favourite singer?
favourite band?
favourite song?
favourite guilty-pleasure song?
favourite song (workout)?
favourite song (to sing)?
favourite song (to dance to)?
favourite hair colour (self)?
favourite hair colour (others)?
favourite animal (pet)?
favourite animal (any)?
favourite animal (aquatic)?
favourite insect?
favourite thing to wear to bed?
favourite scent (natural)?
favourite scent (perfume, cologne)?
favourite scent (any)?
favourite season?
favourite weather type?
favourite storm type?
favourite time of day?
favourite way to bathe?
favourite morning beverage?
favourite good habit?
favourite bad habit?
favourite vice?
favourite exercise (for fitness)?
favourite activity (physical)?
favourite activity (creative)?
favourite activity (shared with others)?
favourite summertime activity?
favourite wintertime activity?
favourite rainy day activity?
favourite snowy day activity?
favourite sunny day activity?
favourite book?
favourite book series?
favourite book-to-film adaptation?
favourite poem?
favourite accessory (fashion/appearance)?
favourite clothing item to wear?
favourite fabric to wear?
favourite emotion?
favourite coping mechanism?
favourite of the five senses?
favourite way to fall asleep?
favourite way to wake up?
+ 25 intimacy, NSFW, sexuality-based favourite question are below !
favourite feature that in another attracts your muse?
favourite attribute that attracts your muse?
favourite place to get intimate or sexual (house)?
favourite place to get intimate or sexual (in general)?
favourite song to get intimate to?
favourite sexuality or label that applies to your muse?
favourite sexual position?
favourite thing to wear in the bedroom?
favourite accessory in the bedroom?
favourite food or edible to use in the bedroom?
favourite sexual disposition for your muse (sub, dom, etc.)?
favourite roleplay in the bedroom?
favourite place to be kissed?
favourite place to kiss?
favourite way to snuggle?
favourite kink?
favourite fantasy?
favourite turn ons?
favourite sensual touch to receive?
favourite sensual touch to give?
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Status: Open Location: The Golden Lyre
Elodie had a rare day off, and they intended to use it to it’s full potential. Which meant exploring one of their favorite things outside of art and tattooing. Music. She knew there was a record store nearby and it was just calling out to her to explore. And it in no way disappointed.
Fingers skimmed over records, and CDS, and everything else they could touch. Not really looking for anything specific, but she’d surely buy something if it piqued her interest enough. Just seeing some of the older albums, especially in record form; made her feel a little nostalgic. However, she landed upon the instruments, fingers caressing the neck of a guitar before noticing someone near her.
“Oh, sorry, were you looking at this?”
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psychcpomp:
𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑.
. *. ⋆ — 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝. 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 <𝟑
alex absolutely loved being in those big, commercial places on the mainland. they were quite fun to be in, especially with friends — browsing and playing with all the things you don’t really plan on buying. on his way back from the mainland, he figured he’d stop by to get a few groceries they were missing, instead of having aaliyah do it later this week. on his way out, a bracelet that held all the letters of the alphabet caught his eye — and he had a vision; he could probably make it say something quite funny and immature to wear around if he rearranged the letters and put it back together. he grabbed it with intention to buy until he looked at that damn price — who the fuck would pay this much for a bracelet like this ? and so, he did what he’s done plenty of times before from places like this — he slipped it into his pocket. when he turned around, he spotted someone who was looking directly at him. with ease, he gives them a confident grin. “ i certainly hope you weren’t known as the tattletale in school. ” he jokes, hoping he can charm his way out of this one. or should he have started with gaslighting ?
Elodie needed to get some groceries, and while normally she wouldn’t have been shopping at such a big name place, it was closest. They preferred the smaller places, those always had the weird stuff you couldn’t find in chain stores. Always some odd treasure, or new brand to be found there. But she had no food in her house, so here she was. In this stupid, packed and frustrating store. So of course, this would be when they ran into Alex. Because luck was so kind to her today. They couldn’t help the eyeroll at him stealing, somehow not shocked. “Well, that was an awful way to get out of it. Luckily for you, I don’t care if you swipe from this hell hole.”
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open to: everyone and anyone location: white island hotel, sometime around midnight
The easiest solution would have been finding a way back to Hesperides, going through the front door, and then through the glass sliding doors into the pool. An even easier solution would have been going to the beach that was never too far, but all those had one problem— they were cold, and they were tame. The upbeat hum of the White Island Hotel was promising enough to keep the spirits of the night high even with its challenges, and Bellamy couldn’t turn away from creating troubles for himself in order to get what he wanted.
“Right on my neck!” He hissed out as he pushed his company off his shoulders and up to the barrier that kept the rest of the island away from its guests. They should have thought of something higher if they thought morals would be enough to obey. “Tell me what you see! This should be overlooking the pool and the towel station’s right there. We just need to grab one, fall into line, and they’ll be none the wiser.”
Elodie had no idea why she was doing this; there had to have been an easier way to do this. But they’d agreed, so here they were. On Bellamy’s shoulders. Trying to sneak into the pool. This was ridiculous, but she couldn’t deny that it was kind of thrilling. Outside her comfort zone too. At least, as an adult. It was silly to be enjoying this as much as they were, but alas. Simple illegal pleasures, right?
The hiss had her wincing. “Sorry,” came the low reply, careful not to alert anyone. A push and they were up onto the barrier and looking over. Bellamy’s directions had them looking around, checking off the things that she was supposed to see. “You’re right, I see the towel station.” Now was the more difficult part, actually getting the towels needed.
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status: open location/time: whatever fits your muse
Most days, Dez would be ecstatic that the coffee shop gave her an extra cup with the excess frappe mixture left over from her order. More often than not, she stopped in to fuel up at least once a day, so anything additional would add a little extra pep in her step. However, with the pre-summer heat beginning to take over, she knew she didn’t have long before her frozen treat was a goner. She sought out takers before noticing someone who she thought could enjoy an energy boost.
“They gave me an extra drink and I won’t get to it before it melts,” she said, extending her left arm to offer the drink and a straw she was holding. “It’s yours if you want it. Fair warning, it’s full of espresso, but the mocha flavouring balances it out. You’d be doing me a real favour.”
The day was dragging. Between the heat, all the tattoos she’d helped on, Elodie was in desperate need of a boost, preferably of the caffeinated variety. Which is how they ended up taking their break to seek out some coffee, an energy drink. Something before she found herself asleep behind the needle. Yikes.
Thankfully, she heard Dez’s voice, and they turned with a grateful smile. “You have no idea how much I needed this. Espresso is exactly what I was looking for.” She took the drink from Dez before continuing. “I’m Elodie.”
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I gotta keep the calm before the storm I don't want less, I don't want more Must bar the windows and the doors To keep me safe, to keep me warm
the mortal sun has risen and set a thousand thousand times, and iris is yet bound to the earthly realm, the reincarnation loop continues. this time their mortal coil has taken the shape of natasha liu bordizzo, a human born on 25 of november, 1994, a sagittarius and named elodie forsythe.
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in the mean time, elodie is nonbinary using she/they to define themselves, and is 27 years old. life goes on for them as most everyone else’s does; working at mad villain tattoo as an apprentice tattooist and if they can’t be found there, she can usually be found at the library of muses, reading. they are originally from halifax, virginia and they now live in atlantis apartments. to date, elodie has been on magnetic island for three months.
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