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smexyprofevans:

And I teach them all, but Shakespeare will be my favorite. There are some talented writers, but when they say you are a Hufflepuff, that makes you wonder how talented they really are.

Well I know that, but still you’ve got to branch out. New classics will arrive shortly. Um Hufflepuffs are awesome and you should respect. 

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fangedchristine:

Maybe so. I mean, I’m not going to be one to disagree with the idea of fate.

Well good, because if you did I might have to have a serious argument with you on that front. 

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thegoodnurseriley:

Riley chuckled a little, shaking his head. “I only know one person with memory loss,” he murmured softly. He didn’t want to scare her off, but he also didn’t want her to think that there was someone else he was referring to.

Addison smirked a little. She bit back the smile as she looked down. Her body fluttering without her permission. “Hm,” she hummed as she lifted her eyes looking over at him. “Am I this friend then?” She finally committed to asking the blunt question. 

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magnolia-wyatt:

I hope we have one, too. Forrest is determined to have me do all the kids stuff I didn’t do and that would be a good one.

He better win you a bear, you two should play darts and he should win you a bear. Like in the movies. 

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smexyprofevans:

Baby girl, Shakespeare is 50% dick jokes and 50% drama queens. English choose me; I did not choose it.

You know there are other writers besides Shakespeare y’know? I’m just saying. 

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emilinsheepsclothing:

“Sawyer is very special,” Emil agreed, his quiet, low tone a sign of the fact that he didn’t talk about these things often. He wasn’t ashamed of love, though. Some people thought it made you weak, but he disagreed. His lovers made him strong. “You’ll like her, then. She’s very… demanding. Her brother is almost as bad.” If someone had told him even just a few months ago that he would be discussing Sawyer’s cats’ personalities like this, he would have punched them, probably. But, he had really grown quite fond of them, somewhere along the way.

There were a few moments of silence after Addison spoke, the vampire still looking down at their hands. But, finally, he managed to look up at her and keep his eyes on her, no matter how much he wanted to hide the vulnerability he was sure was in his eyes. “I did it to myself, you know. I deserve the pain I’m in now.” For an addict, he had a controversial view on addiction, but he didn’t dwell on it long. “Your company is more than enough.” Emotionally, Emil was the equivalent of a giant pile of goo right now. It was one reason he wasn’t really going out in public or dealing with business things yet. “I’m just kind of tired and weak, mostly. I really only feel sick when I’m around werewolves, so I’m trying not to be. But, since I’ve always liked wolf blood, a lot of my friends are wolves, and that makes avoiding them a little more difficult.” He cleared his throat and shook his head, ready to change the subject for the time being. Just confessing it had been more than enough for him. “Anyway, what’s new with you, Princess?”

Addison smile a quiet sort of inward smile. She was happy to hear that, to know he had someone special to him. To know that someone was close by who made him happy. She wished she could express it more that that, but she didn’t want to embarrass him. “I generally like cats. I think...I think when I get a pet for my own it will probably a cat.” She nodded as she lifted her eyes to his and nodded her head. Her features softened a little as she listed to him discussing the animals. “Aw, they are siblings,” she turned her head looking off in the direction the animal traveled. “I always wanted a brother growing up. Someone to make me feel less lonely or whatever...” she trailed of before turning her attention back to Emil. 

She watched him with cautious eyes as he looked down at their hands. Her breath came quietly and shallow. it was small even breaths. Her thump traced along his knuckles in a soothing manner. He was being so kind...tender even. As she listened to him, blaming himself, and blaming the pain as that of his own making, she wanted to argue, she felt it somewhere low, in her core. But she was unable to argue it. But she disagreed for some reason. Her eyebrows knitted together. Her hand reached up and cupped the side of his face, her fingers lightly curling around his jaw as she leaned in closer. She swiftly kissed his cheek before sitting upright, it was odd, but for some reason she felt a need to do it. She lowered her hand, placing it on her lap. “S-sorry,” she muttered, quietly. She took a deep breath and pushed her hair out of her face. “I’ve been...weird. Y’know that feeling, where you aren’t sure where you fit, and when you think about it, you just feel really lonely?” She looked at Emil with a sort of curious expression as she burred her lips releasing a heavy sigh. “So instead I’ve been ‘making art’ whatever that means. Just taking a lot of photos and trying to be inspired.” 

Comforting Company

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c-foster-esq:

How does one win bumper cars? I’ve only done them once so I’m not sure if things have changed. 

The most bumps I guess, and the rattling of ones brain. If you get out and walk a full straight line, then you win.

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bittenromanticjulia:

Oh, a carnival does sound fun. Though, I have to say that bumper cars are my specialty.

Oh really? Is that so? Well it looks like we will have to have a bumper brawl. 

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bigbroforrest:

I gladly accept your challenge Miss Evans! So other than getting your self psyched for bumper cars, how you been Addie?

I’m fine, good, just happy that finals are going to be over. Summer will be here and it is time for fun. 

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peterbrisbois:

I’m sure having an English professor as a dad helps.

Perhaps, but I take full credit for my comedic talents. 

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peterbrisbois:

PM: Shouldn’t that be up to you? As an adult?

PM: I mean...yes, but I do want him to approve whomever I’m seeing. I also respect his opinions. 

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peterbrisbois:

I know, but the worry, it’s still there.

It’s okay to feel that way, I think it may be even natural. But...I have faith in you. It may not mean much...but I do. 

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peterbrisbois:

There’s “winning” in bumper cars?

Peter, are you completely certain you know me? Because with me there is always a winner. 

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bigbroforrest:

Excuse me, Batgirl? You think you can take me? 

Oh yeah, you may know muscle cars, but I know bumper cars. 

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emilinsheepsclothing:

“I’m not a cat person,” Emil insisted simply, shaking his head. He saw the longing look she gave the cat and let out a soft laugh. “She’ll be back, don’t worry. She’s an attention whore. Anyway, they’re not mine. Sawyer, one of my lovers, lives here with me and he has two of them. They’re not that bad.” He sighed as the young witch apologized. “You have nothing to be sorry for. I understand.” She couldn’t be blamed for repeating things when she’d lost her memory. That would be ridiculous.

When her hand reached over and laid atop his own larger one, a slight smile flicked at the edge of his lips and he looked down at them, turning his own over to easily lace their fingers together. He had missed being with her, especially like this. He loved their relaxed, casual affection for each other. “I’ve missed you, too,” he admitted lowly, clearing his throat. “I’m sorry for making you worry, but  that’s…” He let out a heavy sigh and looked over at his friend, then back at their hands. Getting clean was making him feel vulnerable and emotional and he really should have been embarrassed, but he knew Addison would never judge him for it. “I appreciate you being here. I’ve been kind of isolating myself, so company sounds great,” he murmured. “Look, I, uh. I like wolf blood. Too much, I guess, you know. You.. I’m pretty sure you knew that. Anyway, I’ve managed it for a long time but I had a lot going on and I let it get out of hand and it started making me sick. So a few days ago I stopped and now I’m an entirely different kind of fucked up,” he rambled out in confession, long fingers idly sliding along hers as he spoke.

Addison snickered a little when he corrected her. “Well excuse me for making assumptions.” She listened patiently as she put more of the pieces together. She nodded her head as she listened. “Well Sawyer must be pretty special if you let him have his cats here.” She pointed out before laughing a little as the cat walked away. “Well it is better that she is an attention whore. Some cats are skittish and not friendly. I prefer the ones that want you to notice them,” Addie nodded as she pushed back some of her blonde hair behind her ears before she turned her attention back to Emil. 

His fingers laced into her own, his touch was much colder than her own. But something about the physical contact made a warmth develop in her chest. There was a strange sort of sensation, she wondered if this was something they regularly did, because the way her body reacted. She moved closer to him leaving only a little space between them on the couch. She was silent and patient while he spoke to her, and told her what was going on. She wondered, what that sort of struggle was like. She wouldn’t wish it upon anyone, but especially not Emil. She could tell this wasn’t something he liked to talk about but she was glad he was opening up to her. Addie watched as his hands slid along her own and she turned her body so she was now facing him. “Thanks, for sharing that with me. And I know it probably doesn’t mean much, but I’m sorry you are going through all this.” She lifted her blue eyes to his. “If there is anything I can do, I think you know you can always ask me.” She wished she was smarter or had something more elegant or profound to say. But she didn’t, right now all she could do was be truthful. “How are you feeling? Do you still feel sick?” She asked as she tilted her head to the side looking over at him. He didn’t look great, that was for certain, and she wondered if there would be anything she could to help him. 

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fangedchristine:

Maybe so? I like to think there’s a reason it happened to me, at least.

Some kind of universal fate or something like that?