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“ sorry, dude.... “ eliot got a weird-ish vibe from the guy but didn’t bring it up ( it was probably inaccurate... ). “ i’d help, but... i’m afraid i’m only good enough at punching to piss you off. passing out would be much more of a shot in the dark. “

          “   i couldn’t sleep  at all  last night  .  ”    annoyance crosses his features  ,   milo runs his hand through dark hair with a sigh  .   it’s obvious  SOMETHING  happened the night before  ,   it’s all seen in his appearance  .   the only issue is  ,   he doesn’t know what  .      “  maybe i should try getting someone to  punch  me to sleep  .  ” 

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“ my savior, “ magdalena teases with uttermost fondness in mind, it would’ve been a little more amusing if he had not, in fact, kept her up on her feet all night. 

shit, her heart is racing and her thoughts are completely incoherent. for once, she has absolutely no idea to think other than let the solid thumps of his heart racing guide her further. the kiss was unexpected despite the moments leading up and her mind fills with fog. when he pulls away the wolf is stuck wishing that this moment would last forever, he’d keep kissing her and never stop. it was everything she remembered and everything she didn’t — none of it was making sense. “ don’t be such a tease, el. “ 

and this time she doesn’t hesitate, pulling herself closer to him for once ignoring any nagging thoughts and the chaotic city outside. 

“ i think you might’ve had a little too much wine, babe... ‘cos i’m doing no such thing. “ eliot winked. 

" if you really have a problem with how i’m behaving, though..., “ he began, taking one hand from the small of her back and allowing it to cup her face ( his thumb mindedly stroked her cheekbone ). “ do something about it. “ with his mind on unspeakable things, holding back was almost painful. eliot couldn’t help himself, though.... delaying the gratification would make it all the more sweeter.

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“ uh... no, don’t think so. “ eliot may have made some questionable decisions the night prior, but none of them involved sleeping with someone considerably younger than him. “ i, uh... appreciate it, i guess, but i think i’m a little old for you. i’ve been told i look a lot younger than i am, so that may not be obvious.... “

               “  oh  —  you  were  the  person  that  i  slept  wit  —  I  MEAN   ,  wait  ,  totally  ,  like  ,  not   ,  “  katherine  to  giggle  anxiously  ,  as  she  looks  down  at  the  paperwork  in  front  of  her  ,  shuffling  it  together  as  to  construe  information  .  “  totally  wish  you  were  .  the  gala  was  a  total  bust  ,  and  i’m  like  ,  110%  sure  you  would’ve  made  it  like  ,  a  gazillion  times  better  .  “

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“ i, uh... don’t know, seph. “ okay, that was maybe a lie. artie, ever the supportive friend ( of roger, that is ), made a point of going to the diner semi-regularly.... he, at this point, knew what he liked and probably just wanted to spice things off. at second glance, though, he gather that now wasn’t a good things to switch things up on seph too much. “ what’s the special today? “ that seemed like an okay compromise....

“ mornin’ ! “ entirely too chipper for the hour, hazel eyes fix on the customer. “ can i get you anything ? “ she’d honestly rather get them nothing. she wants to be back in bed. fuck early shifts. “ some coffee ? maybe our breakfast special ? “

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“Turn your sadness and troubles into an art.”

— Hira (via hedonistpoet)

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#tfw dorian is me at every party ever

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“The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much…”

— Ernest Hemingway

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📱for ophelia & eliot

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📱 eliot & ophelia

@nxvxrthink

What were my muse’s 5 last sent texts to yours?

eliot 💌 ophelia: hey! this is eliot

eliot 💌 ophelia: just so you have my number

eliot 💌 ophelia: you can call me whenever u need to

eliot 💌 ophelia: or text!

eliot 💌 ophelia: 😃

What were my muse’s 5 last unsent texts to yours?

eliot 💌 ophelia ( unsent ): I hate it

eliot 💌 ophelia ( unsent ): I hard how you never got to know her, and vice versa

eliot 💌 ophelia ( unsent ): she already loved you,, and I know she would’ve been an amazing mother

eliot 💌 ophelia ( unsent ): she wanted better for u than what she got...

eliot 💌 ophelia ( unsent ): and i think she would’ve been heartbroken to see otherwise

What was my muse’s last snapchat to yours?

N/A.

What my muse saved your number as?

ophelia atwell

What contact photo my muse has set for yours?

N/A.

How many times my muse has called yours this week?

once.

How many calls has my muse missed from yours?

none.

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Dahlia had a hard time justifying the man before her was even possible. Then again being a young gorgon at the time, perhaps if she had been more patient then he would have broken out of her petrified spell. Then what? He would have left anyway she told herself selfishly. Dahlia and their daughter were both Gorgon, and what or how would a mere human even deal with that? She should have known better than to mingle with the likes of him.  However, he had her in a spell of his own. Their relationship as teens had been fickle, especially when she started to get violent hormonal mood swings. She stepped closer to him her head tilted so her eyes stayed connected with his own for a countless number of seconds. Aging had done good for him. Was this an appropriate time to tell him they had created a child together?

“I.. I thought I had fucked everything up, and last I checked you didn’t exactly chase after me.” She retorted, but then realized the time table. Ten years ago. A whole decade. Dahlia sighed softly and rubbed her face with her flat palms. Maybe he had his own life now, and she didn’t want to ruin it. However, she decided he needed to know the truth. Then he could be even more cross with her, and if he burnt the bridge she would understand.   “I’d love to catch up.  Would your spouse mind?” Dahlia peeked around and didn’t see anyone in the vicinity that seemed to be his date.

this was a little weird.... he managed not to backup or break eye contact as dahlia got closer, but he visibly tightened up ( he still wasn’t quite sure how to deal with or handle this... ). it confused him, too, judging by his facial contortions. ” that’s fair, but you didn’t do anything.... ” or did she? he struggled to recall anything out of the ordinary from that time, nothing that hadn’t been tampered down by medical professionals, at least.

artie tittered. ” that’s, uh... that’s a nonissue. ” he could say hat he didn’t have the time for a serious relationship, but ‘ not making or putting in the time for one ‘ would be more accurate. a decade-or-so ago, it didn’t make sense to continue anything he had in georgia once he moved back to new york. he’s dated around in new york over the years but had yet to meet someone he clicked with more than his work....

” so, in other words... i don’t think i’d mind that. ” a small, half-smile graced his face ( smile, however, might be a little too generous... ).

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📱eliot & connie

@ohhdarlings

What were my muse’s 5 last sent texts to yours?

eliot 💌 connie: i’m sorry, connie

eliot 💌 connie: i do... no need to remind me....

eliot 💌 connie: alright, yeah

eliot 💌 connie: i’ll be there soon

eliot 💌 connie: once she leaves....

What were my muse’s 5 last unsent texts to yours?

eliot 💌 connie: I cant say I’m sorry abt what happened

eliot 💌 connie: but I am sorry abt how it did

eliot 💌 connie: and abt how you have to keep cleaning up my messes....

eliot 💌 connie: I don’t think I can say sorry enough

eliot 💌 connie: thank you for everything. I love u

What was my muse’s last snapchat to yours?

N/A.

What my muse saved your number as?

connie

What contact photo my muse has set for yours?

What ringtone does my muse has set for yours?

N/A.

How many times my muse has called yours this week?

once.

How many calls has my muse missed from yours?

A few....

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📱ft. len owo

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📱eliot & len

@talkngdust

What were my muse’s 5 last sent texts to yours?

eliot 💌 len: you make it out okay?

eliot 💌 len: lmk

eliot 💌 len: i’m fine.....

eliot 💌 len: i’ll tell u more later

eliot 💌 len: like when I’m not hungover

What were my muse’s 5 last unsent texts to yours?

eliot 💌 len: i’m scared i’ll mess everything up again

eliot 💌 len: what do I do......

eliot 💌 len: fuck

eliot 💌 len: I’m sorry I’m not a better friend

eliot 💌 len: i need to work on that

What was my muse’s last snapchat to yours?

N/A.

What my muse saved your number as?

len

What contact photo my muse has set for yours?

What ringtone does my muse has set for yours?

N/A.

How many times my muse has called yours this week?

three.

How many calls has my muse missed from yours?

none.

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