sanctum sanctorum

the holy place

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ZAKI:

          HE STARES AT HER WITH A VACANT EXPRESSION. ‘if you know what i mean’ — was it completely awful that zaki hadn’t a single clue what she meant by that. the statement leaves him with two options. 1) he could nonchalantly roll back his head, exhale a halfhearted laugh, and nod — making it seem like he knew what it was she was going on about or 2) he could simply just shake his head, and continue being brutally honest and maybe unlike other girls, in her drunken haze she would find it endearing. a minute of silent contemplation and zaki finally decides to go with the feeling in his gut. ❛ no — i actually…, i don’t know what you mean. ❜ he speaks as a blanket of innocence falls over him. long lashes fluttering against his raised cheekbones, zaki lets out a weak laugh. ❛ oh no, it’s okay. you’re not so bad — think i’ve dealt with much worse, you could always be face down over a toilet, ❜ he says with a weak shrug. he’s been there many times before. sober as he caresses a friend’s back, as they empty the load of the night’s liquor into his toilet. nodding obediently to her requests ( he has the tendency to be a little bit passive at first meeting ), zaki raises a brow at her. ❛ a walmart ?? are we cooking — that might not be such a good idea. i mean, if you’re hungry i’m sure there’s a fast food joint open late. personally, i’m not much for mcdonalds — the quality of the meet makes me cringe but…, maybe a burger king, it’s slightly better…, i think. ❜ 

        THE PROBLEM WITH HIS INNOCENT RESPONSE and expression was that not only had she managed to find it endearing, but the smallest of flutters came from her chest. it was like some sort of bird or butterfly had been swallowed in to the deep confines of her damaged body, and the only thing it had needed to wake up was the innocence of a single boy. but that innocence needed to be taken away, which was merrie’s current and only mission. well, and to get food, but that could be taken care of quickly. ❛ that’s alright, sweetheart. ❜ it wasn’t her fault that the pet name had slipped out so easily. maybe, merrie could blame him ?? except, she wasn’t sure she could blame him for anything. damn him and those long lashes that seemed to flutter endlessly. ❛ i’ll make sure you find out later -- either for explanation, or maybe a little demonstration. ❜ her words were accented with the subtle peppering of a smirk, and glance in his direction. ❛ burger kind sounds fine. we can skip the food entirely if you want ?? i’m sure i’ll pick something up on the way back to the dorms later. right now, i want you to have a little fun because it does't seem your sweet little head has done anything bad -- well, ever. ❜

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FRITZ:

          HE’S NOT MUCH FOR EMOTIONAL SENTIMENTS. maybe it was the exposure to fame at such a young age or the repression of emotions he’d been taught to undergo since he first entered the entertainment industry. regardless of the cause, it had taken its toll and fritz had become a pro at putting up a careless front. at times, he wasn’t even quite sure if it was a front or if it was just him. maybe emotions weren’t for him — maybe he just enjoyed the heightened feeling of physical attraction, and meaningless contact. relationships and attachment felt like another obligation, and fritz knew well enough that another chore was the last thing he needed. his lack of knowledge or care for relationships is what brings about the empty expression on his face. not even for a second does he understand or empathize with her emotions. clearing his throat, as he attempts to keep himself from drifting off into space with her rather dull, and boring explanation of wanting to save him or guide him ( both of which fritz thinks are completely ridiculous ), the male nods his head. ❛ alright so onto more important things, when’re you gonna tell him you’ve got the hots for him ?? if you want my advice i’d say, be chill about it but do it soon, you don’t wanna lose him to blonde with a nice rack because chances are if you keep up this gig, that’s gonna happen and then you’ll be stuck with olaf, and who wants that for the rest of their life ?? ❜ cue the disgusted crinkle of his nose. 

        NATALIA WASN’T SURE AS TO WHEN she would tell the lucky man -- if he could consider himself that after hearing what she would say. she barely had the courage to talk to him, let alone put herself out for slaughter. when she chose to ignore the olan comment, natalia realized that she hadn’t said anything back to him yet. it had probably been a solid forty-five seconds or so of silence, which is what prompted her to finally nod with a little sigh nearly impossible to hear. ❛ alright -- yeah. ❜ natalia understood more than anything that she was beginning to sound defeated, because what if this was as shallow as fritz could really be ?? that thought was properly shut down after she heard herself say it back in her head. no, there was no way natalia could fall for someone so wrong. she always made the best choices, which included her choice in men. with a gentle swivel of her head, she decided to plague the question, ❛ since this guy remind me of you so much, how would you like to be told ?? something simple, or should i go straight out for kiss -- or is that too forward ?? ❜

[amcrous-blog]

for fritz and natalia ♔, ♠, ☼, and ♣.

☼natalia → fritz: congrats on your show!!!!natalia → fritz: everyone here went WILD when we found a livestream to watch. even if it is just the cat and i.natalia → fritz: someone next door actually yelled at us to calm down, lol.

♣natalia → fritz: i’m not going to tell him!!!!!! that would be so embarrassing!!! he already thinks i like someone else.natalia → fritz: that was meant for olan.natalia → fritz: wow please just ignore that.

♔natalia → cheater: don’t call me.natalia → cheater: don’t text me.natalia → cheater: i never want to hear another word from you anymore.natalia → cheater: i hope she was worth whatever std you might catch.

♠natalia → cheater: sooo waas i not enouf ????natalia → cheater: u felt the need to makout wit sumone else???natalia → cheater: i lovd u.

[frommemetoyou]

send a symbol - get the following from my muse ;

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Send ✆ for a morning text

Send ♔ for an angry text

Send  ♠ for a drunk text

Send ☏ for a vague text

Send ⁇ for a worried text

Send ♣ for a text not meant for you

Send ✘ for a text that should never have been sent

Send ✺for a saucy text

Send √ for a long-winded confession text 

Send ☠ for a misguided advice text

Send ☢ for a desperate text

Send ☼ for a congratulatory text

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ZAKI:

           SHE TALKS TOO MUCH FOR ZAKI’S LIKING and he’s almost overwhelmed by the words fired in his direction little by little. he’s a quiet soul, likes keeping to himself most of the time, and if he does engage in longterm conversation—-it’s definitely not with a shitfaced girl he’d met only a few seconds earlier. he doesn’t get a chance to spew his name out in the midst of the chaos that surrounds her, and just when he’s ready to contest against the pair getting in a car with one another, she’s pushing him towards the door. he may be rude for thinking it but zaki has decided that merrie with a double ‘e’ not a double ‘a’ is slightly crazy. swallowing the nervous lump in his throat, which much to his dismay only reappears seconds later, zaki opens his mouth to protest but then quickly finds his lips sealed once again. he figures the time for contesting is long gone. ❛ i-uh…, where exactly are we going ?? —and i-i’m zaki, by the way. i would have said it earlier but you kind of just pushed me so—-are you sure you don’t need a little bit of water or something to sober up, do you ?? ❜ he finds himself raising a brow in her direction as his feet continue to move to her guidance. the last thing he wants is a pool of vomit in his car, although knowing him—-he’d probably more than willingly clean it up if need be. 

         ZAKI. SHE LIKED IT. like, merrie really liked the name actually. for some reason, she felt like the name suited him more than anything. but that wasn’t something that would come out of her drunk mouth, because she DID have a filter - to a lot of people’s surprise. sure, it was kind of battered and bruised, but it was still there. a lot of the time, people just had to give her a chance. ❛ water sounds very kind of you. ❜ she complimented, ❛ but i’m alright. i’ve got a gag reflex like no other, if you know what i mean. ❜ a nasty laugh came from her mouth following the comment. it took a minute or so to realize how crude that was, which prompted her to jump in front of him, so they could pause for a few seconds. ❛ that was rather rude of me, i apologize. i won’t be that bad for the rest of the night, alright ?? which REMINDS me, the first place we’re going is to the closest walmart, cause i wanna go pick up some food for us to eat. i mean, this party had no nutrients whatsoever. where am i supposed to get my daily vitamins from ?? you get me, right ??  ❜

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FRITZ:

          IT’S THE MOST INTEREST HE’S SHOWN ALL conversation long, and that probably has a lot to do with the fact that fritz feels the need to pry in anybody and everybody’s business—-in simple words, he’s a nosy motherfucker. fingers pattering against her delicate shoulder, fritz listens to each of her words with interest and at the mention of himself, he crinkles his nose in distaste. ❛ first of all, nats. there can’t be someone LIKE me, there’s only one fritz wilder in the world and second of all, why would you ever want someone like me ?? i’m high maintenance and if i had to date myself, i’d dump me in the first two days, you know after all the really hot sex. but you do have quite an impeccable eye if he even looks half as good as i do. ❜  

          ❛ BUT THERE’S SOMETHING GOOD ABOUT HIM, beneath all the ‘high maintenance crap and the rather pointless sex. ❜ natalia could honestly say that about fritz, but she chose to continue on with her nameless crush. except, she would name him now. he was going to be marcus. it was hard to focus, with natalia knowing he so comfortably had an arm around her. ❛ he might not know it, but i see it sometimes. and this isn’t me trying to FIX him or anything either. he doesn’t need fixing, he just needs a little push in the right direction sometimes. ❜ natalia needed to tone it down soon; this was getting very sentimental very quickly, which meant she was afraid that fritz was going to pull away, and she didn’t want that.

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           OBLIVIOUS TO THE GRAVITY BEHIND HER STATEMENT, fritz shrugs it off with a farcical amount of ease. absorbing the smile on her face, he dwells upon it for a moment longer before stepping back, fingers pushed into the depths of the denim that cling to his well sculpted thighs. straying in silence for a minute longer, fritz finally decides to throw a casual arm around natalia’s shoulder, as he drops his gaze to meets hers. ❛ right, okay. so tell me more about this unlucky bastard—-i’ll give you some hefty tips to reel him in. you’ll need all the help you can get, nats. ❜

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         ❛ ALL THE HELP I CAN GET? oh, you are SO kind, fritz. ❜ she tried to smile once again, because natalia’s delicate ego couldn’t take much more. in fact, she was sure that she could only take maybe one or two more comments - tops - before deciding a break would be best. having a crush on him made no sense sometimes, but she battled on regardless. natalia decided it was best to keep going with this little game she had going, opting to say ❛ he is kind of like you though. in a lot of ways, actually. very confident, takes what he wants, a never-ending pool of women to pick from ?? ❜

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ZAKI:

          BLINK. BLINK. BLINK. he looks upon her rather blankly—-while the blonde talks, zaki is still caught up with trying to figure out why she’s talking to HIM out of all people ; he has to be the most sober in the building, which then would also make him the most boring by default. smiling meekly at her ill fate regarding fellow dancers ; he would offer but you know, he couldn’t dance for shit. ❛ the last time i danced with a girl, she never called me back—-don’t think you want me as your partner, ❜ he offers with a small laugh. no, that didn’t ACTUALLY happen, but it’s what zaki assumes would happen if he gave dancing a go. at the mention of his friends, zaki can’t help but roll his eyes. they’ll all be getting a mouthful tomorrow, when they’re hungover and zaki’s pestering is ten times more painful than it would be on any other day ; he’s mastered his torture tactics. when she mentions driving, he looks at her with raised brows, concern beginning to overshadow the earlier smile. ❛ aren’t you like—-you’re kinda drunk, i think. well you smell like alcohol so—- ❜ he bites down on his tongue the moment he says it, and it a string of mental curses scold the boy. that was rude. he shouldn’t have said that. ❛ i mean not that—-smelling like alcoh—- ❜ he finds himself trailing off once more, voice disappearing into the heavy sound of hip hop that vibrates his soles. ❛ i have a car. ❜ he finally sighs in defeat, reaching into his back pocket for his keys. 

          OH, THIS BOY WAS GOLDEN. not only was he a sober and rather attractive boy, but there were car keys dangling shining in his hands that almost twinkled like a golden ticket. merrie put all her focus in that, so she nearly missed his comments about her drunkenness. and what she did hear however, was no big deal. they were all shrugged off with a gentle smirk. ❛ you are so awesome and you don’t even know it.  ❜ she laughed. it was merrie’s mission tonight to make sure he had a whole lot of fun tonight, because by the looks of it, he never really enjoyed himself. and maybe it was the fact that all his friends had abandoned him as well, or the fact the drink he nursed looked as thought it had barely been touched. but everything about him screamed SNOOZE. ❛ thanks for this -- what was your name by the way? ❜ she had never caught it, if he had said it.  ❛ i’m merrie, by the way. not mary, cause you spell that with an ‘a’. mine is M-E-double R-I-E. it’s short for meridith, which is like the shittiest name, ya know? okay, let’s GO. ❜ she maneuvered around him, pushing gently against his shoulder blades to lead him in the direction of the door. the night wasn’t going to last forever, and if merrie was going to have some real fun with him, they needed to get going.

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FRITZ:

          UNSURE OF WHEN WHEN NATALIA had acquired such a sense of humour, fritz nearly chokes on his own saliva at her words. he blinks, not once, not twice, but thrice before his bright green eyes dance over her expression with the utmost amusement. ❛ hilarious. ❜ fritz rolls his eyes at the girl once he’s contained the chuckle that had slipped out of him earlier. ❛ i didn’t know you had it in you to crack a joke or two, babe. i’m impressed—-it’s no wonder olaf is so damn smitten by you. ❜ 

          THE USE OF ‘BABE’ IN NO way helped cushion the blow he had unknowing caused by passing her crush off as a joke. she was THAT insignificant to him. and as natalia did her best to hold a strong face, she had to laugh off the pain by going along with his idea. it was all encompassing, from the way she passively shrugged her shoulder at his acknowledgment to the sheepish smile she had mastered. ❛ it just rolled off the tongue, ya know? ❜

[wcnderless]

someone do a m/m football related plot with me where one of them is an employee at the (professional) club the other plays at, and there is lot of being in denial about things but also lots of cuteness!! like imagine them maybe having conversations over social media, like i imagine it kind of being an it guy who takes care of the club’s twitter/facebook/youtube whatsoever, or maybe the employee staying during practice to watch or them staying behind after practice to have a ‘friendly’ game of football but just end up giggling a lot and pulling each other in their arms to stop them from reaching the ball and being touchy a lot. and the glances that everyone fucking notices except for the two of them. bonus points if there is a wag brought in.

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FRITZ:

          HE SHOULD BE THE SLIGHTEST BIT OFFENDED BY her words but instead, he finds himself snickering at her sudden frustration. ❛ yeah, ❜ he snorts. ❛ your friends would pick him because they know they don’t stand a chance with me, OBVIOUSLY. ❜ fritz fires back effortlessly. she really is too much of an easy target. he’s ready to turn away now—-he’s positive she has other friends or olan to entertain her but the mention of a crush has him intrigued once more, and he feels an unknown magnetic force pull him back to natalia. he’s a nosy motherfucker, and now that she’s put it out there, fritz won’t rest until he knows. ❛ who’s the unlucky bastard ?? ❜ he raises a brow, daring her with a small sneer. 

          SHE KNEW SHE SHOULDN’T SAY so much as a word about it to him. it might give him ammunition against her at a later date, but there was just something making it impossible  for her not to spill. from the way he smiled, to the ever-persitant state of mind he held, it wasn’t worth it for natalia to push the crush away. and maybe it had blossomed in to something more. she wasn’t at liberty to tell him though, not yet. a breathy laugh came from her mouth as she scooted away and forced her eyes on to the ground. it was now or never. ❛ i never thought you would consider yourself unlucky - or a bastard, for that matter. ❜

[keklik19]

[tonywinnergavincreel]

January 21, 2015:

John Cameron Mitchell debuts as Hedwig on Broadway

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FRITZ:

          AND THERE IT GOES, THE MINIMAL INTEREST he’d had in the conversation wavers away the moment she begins bragging about her new acquired boyfriend or boo—-whatever it is that she wanted to call her awkwardly named boyfriend. the point was—-fritz had no interest in hearing about other men, he had no interest in hearing about anyone from natalia, aside from himself of course. her request enters through his left ear, and seconds later exits through the right as he lets out ANOTHER laugh. ❛ but he’s funny and you’re supposed to laugh at a joke. ❜ he tosses her another grin, that fritz knows is bound to creep under that pretty skin. ❛ so he’s like…, your new man ?? ❜ 

          ❛ I DON’T DATE. ❜ NATALIA DARED to explain. it wasn’t as thought she didn’t like to date, but every relationship she had been in so far ended badly. mostly because of the family’s money. but it just made her more and more optimistic for the right one to come along, as if the next one was it. and at the moment, she sure as hell believed fritz was it. ❛ well, it’s not that I DON’T date ... i’m just not dating olan -- and he’s NOT a joke, by the way. my friends would pick him over you any day. ❜ natalia huffed out a sigh as she crossed her arms in front of her before amending, ❛ but i like someone else, so it doesn’t matter. ❜

[deviledintuition-blog]

          HE’S NOT ONE FOR RAMPANT SOCIAL gatherings, the thought alone of being swept in a mosh pit is enough to leave him nearly cringing. so when his friends pull him to exactly that, zaki can’t help but sulk incessantly. the last time his friends had taken the initiative to give him a so called social life, he’d fallen in love with a fucking stripper, who’d ended up engaged to his dead brother. when the concert comes to a close, he nearly jumps in excitement ready to flee from the crowds, only to placed smack dab in the middle of a fucking party, with people surrounding him in questionable drunken stupors. he really OUGHT to have found himself a new, less troublesome social group, shit. he’s leaning against a wall, fingers curled around a bottle of beer—-or death as zaki likes to refer to it when an unfamiliar voice interrupts his thoughts ( which by the way, all revolve on how he plans to finish the drink in his hand—-he’s not much of a drinker, honestly). unsure of whether she’s talking to him because the boy knows that in a room full of people like THIS he has to be the least interesting, zaki glances over his shoulder only to realize that he’s standing against a wall, so you know, unless she is REALLY out of it and trying to begin a conversation with the wall, the blonde did in fact seem somewhat interested in perking a conversation with him. he blinks blankly for a moment before shaking his head, ❛ m’pretty sure you need to know the name of the band to be considered a fan, ❜ he offers her a small smile and a casual shrug. ❛ i WAS here with friends but i think they—-well, they’re out in the crowd doing THAT stuff, ❜ he points his chin towards a couple dancing together in an explicit manner not too far away from themselves. ❛ how ‘bout you ?? ❜ 

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            MERRIE SMILED IN THE MOST gentle manner she could muster, which wasn’t very good, by her standards. maybe she could blame it on the fact she was piss-poor drunk and ogling at the cute boy. ❛ i’m here for that - or at least i was until all the good dancers LEFT. ❜ she nodded in the direction of the dancers he had pointed at moments earlier, with a cheeky grin. it was what she lived for at the moment, for when her body felt like it was on fire and nothing in the world could be her demise. merrie felt invincible. in a dramatic motion, she let her back hit the wall her shoulder had been against just moments earlier, letting out a hefty sigh when the two finally collided. ❛ friends who ditch you SUCK. ya know ?? ❜ she didn’t have many, so merrie wasn’t exactly used to being stood up. but she could at least try to empathize with those who were. and maybe this was a good thing. not only for him, but for her as well. ❛ if you wanted to get out of here, i’m sure i could drive you around for a little while -- unless you had a car ?? ❜ it would be better if he did, because otherwise, merrie might be jacking someone’s car keys for the night. that, however, was the funnest option. 

[dailylilycollins]

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FRITZ:

          DOES HE CONSIDER OLAN COMPETITION? natalia’s question makes him want to fall back as he clutches in stomach attempting to stop the sharp pain in his abdomen caused by laughing for too damn long. fuck no, he doesn’t consider olan competition. ❛ his name is olan—- ❜ fritz says out loud, smirking knowingly at the pink tinting either side of her cheeks. he takes a step forward, and another, and then another until his lips linger dangerously close to hers, ❛ how much competition can he REALLY give me, babe ?? ❜ the side of his mouth twitches into a sheepish grin, as he quirks a brow before pulling back to give her a humoured once over. 

         SHE DIDN’T NEED THE FEELING that he was laughing at her. it made her insides twist in a way that wasn’t the norm of when he looked at her. for some reason, more than ever, she felt wrong for him, because maybe he was joking? and she simply wasn’t getting it. the only thing that managed to get natalia off of such an anxious subject was watching as he came right in front of her. all breathing ceased, stuck in her throat as his lips hovered over hers. and when he finally moved back was when natalia could breathe once again. ❛ don’t laugh about him like that, ❜ was all she could think to say. ❛ he’s a good guy, and he’s fun to be around -- there’s a reason we hang out all the time. ❜ of course, when she was able to talk to her crush, she felt the need to take the defensive.