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gevrgie:

georgie hopped up onto the counter in the little kitchen area of the hotel room and she glanced over at where he was, “you are bribing me with dead sea creatures to get me to expose myself to you?” she sighed, “oh dear, you’ve found my weakness,” she stated dramatically before grinning. “i’m not sure if i should tell you anything about me yet. what if you use this information against me, sugarcakes?” she tilted her head slightly. “i’m not sure about your motive for wanting to get to know me yet.”

West tsk’ed the girl, his tongue clicking on the back of his teeth. “My my, someone is only thinking about themselves, are they not?” He grinned, adding a few spices to the dish. “I merely said a fact - not about you, i’m more interested - at least right now - about the universe and all it has to offer - unless you have something about yourself that is more interesting than the entire existence of space.” he winked, beginning to plate the dish.

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It’s All A Lie - A Westley York / Roger Ammons Playlist for the person who isn’t sure who he is anymore. 

001. Young Folks - Peter Bjorn and John // 002. Oh Devil (Radio Edit) - Electric Guest & Devin Di Dakta // 003. Hate That You Know Me - The Bleachers // 004. Hang Me Up To Dry - Cold War Kids // 005. Lgbt - cupcakKe // 006. Loser - Beck // 007. Demon Host - Timber Timbre // 008. Go Your Own Way - Fleetwood Mac // 009. Two Ghosts - Harry Styles // 010. Swear To God The Devil Made Me Do It - The Front Bottoms // 011. In Cold Blood - alt-J // 012. PRIDE. - Kendrick Lamar // 013. Somebody Else - The 1975 // 014. I Think I’m Paranoid - Garbage // 015. Self Esteem - The Offspring // 016. Dark Necessities - Red Hot Chili Peppers // 017. Can’t Tell Me Nothing - Kanye West // 018. The Ghost Inside - Broken Bells // 019. Vagabond - MisterWives // 020. Me, Myself, & I - G-Eazy, Bebe Rexha // 021. Greek Tragedy - The Wombats // 022. R.I.P 2 My Youth - The Neighbourhood // 023. Feel Real - Deptford Goth // 024. Emperor’s New Clothes - Panic! At The Disco // 025. The Funeral - Band of Horses 

LISTEN

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nicrxse:

Nicholas clicked their tongue, hungrily eyeing the preparation of the food as they leaned on the side of the counter. “In the UK,” they began, “There are six kinds of road crossings, all of which are named after birds, except the zebra crossing which is, weirdly, left out.” They announced this thoroughly disinterested fact in a dramatic manner to try and make it somehow interesting. 

“Well mate, m’from the UK so that, I already knew, however for your lovely effort, I will glady share this meal with you, considering i cannot eat all of this myself anyhow.” they said with a large smile, winking at the person before them. “I’ve always found the zebra crossing to be the most dull...and now that I think about it, i rather hate birds..” West mulled, pulling down some plates to serve the food. 

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“now, if you just hold still - westley yorks famous shrimp scampi will be done, and i’ll be happy to share with you - so long you tell me a fact i don’t already know.” he said, a grin upon his features as he tended to his dish. 

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hvlplxss:

“oh! what about this one?” kasey picked up another scarf from the rack while trying to balance the other clothing items she had picked up from other racks around the store. this one was a pale pink color and she liked how it looked, but she needed another opinion. kasey smiled as she clumsily threw it around her neck and gave off goofy modeling poses, awaiting another opinion on the items she was choosing.

“well...” he started, running his hands through his curly locks, “i could be honest, or tell you what you probably want to hear - it’s your choice, really, i’ve been told i can tell a convincing lie or too.” 

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hxlcycn:

“the internet in this hotel is the worst.” beck dramatically sighed as he flopped down on his back. given that he worked on the internet he couldn’t imagine life without it. and now that they were in a hotel where the wifi was anything but spectacular he couldn’t help but be a bit upset. “what will i ever do?”

“i dunno - can you read?” he asked, sarcasm dripping off of his lips. “i brought a ton of books so if you can read, you’re welcome to pilfer through them and pick one.” he sighed, setting the book he was currently reading onto his lap. “also - here’s a thought, maybe...go explore? revolutionary, i know - but then again, i’ve been told i’m the voice of wisdom before.” 

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Again she had the odd feeling of being two people at the same time.

Virginia Woolf, Complete Works (via books-n-quotes)

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alexxanderadams:

“Are you always this happy?” The man asked looking over at the person they were talking to. His perfectly sculpted - almost too perfect for a man - eyebrow was cocked up in a bit of confusion. The champagne bottle that he had been sipping on was now half what empty and Alexander had every intention to empty it within the hour. It was vacation after all, he deserved to drink $200 bottles of champagne until he passed out. “I mean really, always? Or is it just the bubbly speaking?” The actor couldn’t get his mind around the fact this person was so happy, but perhaps he was just a bit too tipsy to feel that happiness. That would require a lot more champagne. 

Reaching for the bottle to fill up his flute, he continued on his questions. “It’s almost like you are radiating happiness and it almost makes me sick…” Placing the bottle down he took a sip of his drink and sat back on the couch in a way that oozed elegance, like this wasn’t his first trip across seas. It wasn’t. “I’m not saying it’s a bad thing just wanting to make sure what tone to expect the rest of our conversation. Now where were we?”

A smirk played across westley’s features. “I smile once and suddenly you think I’ve figured out how to reach nirvana or something.” they mused, a low chuckle tumbling out of his throat. “Are you always this whiny?” He countered, his thick english accent taking over the words. “I could be more depressing, if you’d like.” Westley offered, straightening his back and allowing a frown to tug at the bottom corners of his mouth. “For instance, did you know that there are about 210 million orphans in the world and that 15% of them will commit suicide before turning 18 or how about the fact that 850 million people go hungry every day and we are here in greece eating our weight in food that’s paid for us, cheers mate.” he finished, taking a sip of his own rum and coke. “But, we were just talking about books, which is why I was particularly happy, as i work at a used book store.” 

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( harry styles / he/them / demimale ). *:･ﾟ✧ how lucky is westley york roger ammons to be chosen to go on this trip! the twenty three year old used book store owner is known for being coquettish, but also being idiosyncratic. maybe that’s why they are known as the illusionist. they requested to be in a room with two other people. hope nobody finds out that they’re pretending to be someone else in order to get on this trip. 

more bio under the cut! 

roger fredrickson, or westley york - as he’s going by on this trip, was born in hertfordshire, england to a loving mother and father - or so they thought. when roger attempted to tell his parents, at the young age of fourteen that sometimes he felt like a boy and other times - he didn’t particularly feel like a gender at all, they didn’t understand. while his father made an attempt to understand and eventually, came around, his mother ended up leaving the family home, unable to deal with roger’s confession. 

this, for a long time, absolutely ruined roger. he was terrified to show anyone a side of him that wasn’t abhorrently masculine. instead, he often kept in his room, escaping in books and pretending to be the very masculine characters he read about. that’s what made it so easy for him to steal westley’s identity to get on this trip. he applied for the trip himself, but didn’t make it and was devastated when his sister made it on the trip. 

when he was eighteen, roger left home to work in a larger city. having grown up in hertfordshire, all roger knew was the farm life, and he knew that it wasn’t for him. while his father, whom he is now very close to, didn’t want him to go - he knew that roger needed to spread his wings. once in a larger city, leeds, he managed to take all of his savings from the farm and buy a small used book store, of which he lived on the top floor in a small loft. the one other employee - a man of the same age of roger, worked with him - that was westley. westley had his male sent to the book shop and when roger saw the letter from the contest, he knew that it was his chance. so he quietly stole westley’s identity and never told the kid. 

westley is now, after having spent some time away from home, an easy-going, likable person. he can hold a conversation with just about anyone, and despite a lack of a whole formal education, he’s smart as a whip. if you get on his good side, their fiercely loyal to those they care about.  

WANTED CONNECTIONS; twin sister, hook-up (male or female, pref male), enemy, adventure buddy, best friend, someone he is protective over (pref someone younger)

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