[ just breathe. ]

Take up my message from the veins Speaking my lesson from the brain Seeing the beauty through the

[austinbelmont]

chankcnncr‌:

so long as the drinks kept coming, and she continued to toss them back as though they were nothing more than mere water, she knew that trouble would find her quickly. although, if anyone could keep her in line, it was austin. “ perfect, ” she hummed, already downing another shot of whiskey. at the rate she was going, it wouldn’t be long till she was requesting the entire bottle. his question left her tensing, fingertips idly tapping against the shot glass. she could give him an honest answer – tell him that she’d been trying to bury her feelings for him with work, but all her efforts were useless, she was still hurting. or she could spare him the sob story, lie and tell him she was doing good. of course he’d want the truth, and she had little hope that he’d actually believe the false information spewing out of her mouth. he knew her better than a vast majority of people, if her features faltered in the slightest, he’d catch on. chandler remained silent for what seemed like an eternity, going back and forth in her head – trying desperately to figure out her plan of action. “ i’m –, ” she took a long pause, her gaze dropping from his as she tried to determine what to even say. “ okay, ” not a total lie at least. “ i’ve been working a lot, ” she continued, dropping her gaze to the glass within her fingertips. 

"Nothing wrong with that," throwing one's self into their work, Austin always did LOVE a strong work ethic.  Things with Chandler had become so awkward though, he MISSED how they used to be, able to just spar and talk to one another without reservation.  He wanted that back, to be NORMAL once again, especially considering out of EVERYONE he'd ever met Chandler was the one that made him feel the best.  He should have seen it sooner, shouldn't have put her through the shit that he had, but he couldn't take any of that back now.  It was already over and done, he had to accept and live with what he'd done, but he could tell it'd still weighed heavy on even just their friendship.  "You look good, getting enough sleep?"  He asked, because honestly he had NO IDEA what he was supposed to say.  He wanted to apologize, to plead for her to let things get back to how they were, but he knew that would only cause more trouble for the both of them.  It needed to shift and change naturally, "I guess I would say the same," he shrugged as he thought about his own time without her.  "I went home for a while, needed the distance," not from her, NEVER from her, but moreso all the drama that his life had become.  "Can't run forever though, right?"

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@leonagriffins

Austin couldn't help but watch as a master spoke to this particular asset who he had his eye on the entire night.  The man was coming on too strong, it was making Austin a bit weary, and at about the time he'd noticed the other man ask her to leave with him Austin couldn't take anymore.  He stood up, marched over putting himself between the two of them, "you need to come with me."  Not telling her why, or anything for that matter, he simply started to pull her in the opposite direction of the man.  He could NOT watch the two of them leave together, and when they were far enough away he let go of the asset and could only groan as he thought of his behavior.  "I just couldn't watch the two of you any longer," he spoke up, taking a step back unsure of how disappointed she'd be.

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xfcharlotte‌:

Bored completely out of her wits Charlotte was stretched out on a chair, having not faltered when she heard the commotion in the direction of the bar. She lolled her head back, staring up at the ceiling while she braided and unbraided her hair for what felt like the thirtieth time. So when the question was posed her head snapped up, quickly glancing around the room. “Me–please.” She sat upright, excitement clearly brimming in her eyes at the prospect of getting out of the walls.

He was surprised when he heard another voice answer him, looking in the direction the noise had came from to see the blonde sitting there quite excited.  "Let's go then," he could have introduced himself, said ANYTHING really, but instead he simply shoved his hands in his pockets and headed towards the door.  He gave the guard one quick nod to let him know that the asset following was allowed outside, "what's your name?"  He asked, turning to look at her once more the further they were from the buildings doors.  He was a curious man, "I should have probably asked that back there, huh?"

[austinbelmont]

Austin was close to the bar when it happened, an asset having drank too much spewing all over the place, his own stomach turning at the sight as he had to get away from there as fast as he could.  The staff were great, they all jumped right in to save the day and clean things up, but for him it was just too much - he would not be settling back at the bar anytime soon, so instead he found himself relaxing in another main part in the Hub on one of the comfy couches.  His glass was almost empty but he was not thirsty, instead interested in finding something else to satisfy his time.  "Who wants to go to the beach?"  A simple question, asked to no one in particular, he just couldn't get the sight of what he'd just seen out of his head and needed a change of venue.

xfcharlotte

[austinbelmont]

What is wrong with the damn tags?  I only see two open posts when there has GOT to be more!  Ugh, instead of making open threads i'm going to put this out there:

LIKE THIS POST FOR A PERSONALIZED STARTER FROM AUSTIN!

I'll either think of something or come to your inbox to discuss, I just think being able to tag someone would be better than putting a random open out.

Either that or if you have an open you'd like him to respond to message me!

[austinbelmont]

I'm having a total brain cramp when it comes to event threads, and since we've been open for a few days i'd love to move on from there!  I'd LOVE to start some NEW threads with people, but would more than happily reply to any old ones we have!  Come and chat with me, or like this post if we have a thread going and I can come to you and chat!  After yesterday's meltdown it's hard for me to focus, so I think new is most definitely better - not that i'm opposed to the old ones.  Let's just talk, I want to make some threads tonight!

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chankcnncr‌:

that voice – it was one chandler was damn near certain she could even pick out in a crowded room. it had been so long since she’d last laid her eyes on him, or even spoken to him, for that matter – but that didn’t mean she didn’t remember just how messy things had gotten between the two of them. they’d both gotten themselves hurt in the end, that fact evident by how they’d both fled from the island. chandler had hoped she’d never have to face him again, wanting nothing more than to do what she’d always done – hide away and work until those feelings, hopefully, went away. however, austin was a hard person to forget – and as she sat beside him, she found herself taking a deep breath inward. her darkly colored orbs shifted, finding themselves latched onto the male’s frame, the faintest hint of a smile gracing the brunette’s features. she wasn’t afraid to admit that she’d missed him – she had missed being able to share things with him, without the fear of being judged. there were so many things she had missed and as her gaze lingered on his features for a moment, she found the smile upon her lips growing slightly, giving a small nod. “ yeah, sure, ” was her final reply. “ i mean, whatever works, ” shrugging her shoulders as the corners of her lips pulled up into a grin. “ i trust that you won’t let me get into too much trouble tonight, will you? ” 

The bartender poured the scotch into a shot glass, an amused expression on Austin's face as he asked for a few more glasses, "unless you want to keep coming back because these aren't going to tide me over for long."  The bartender nodded, put up to more shot glasses and filled them.  He looked back towards Chandler, "i'll keep you out of trouble."  He assured her, still nervous to be so close to her after all that had happened though she wasn't screaming so he took that as a good sign.  She hadn't swung yet either, "either that, or i'll be right there getting in trouble with you, can't let you go having all the fun can I?"  Austin and trouble went hand in hand on most days, "i'm joking, best behavior tonight I promise."  She was the ONE person on the island to who he would ever make a promise like that, but he MISSED her and wanted nothing more than to make her happy.  Love was a crazy ANNOYING emotion, but one he'd still felt for her and would do anything in his power to at least know she was well attended to.  He may have lost his chance with her but the affection was still there, it'd never go away.  "How've you been?"  The dreaded question but he ultimately WAS curious, not just making small talk.

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mariederosa‌:

she laughed a little, shaking her head. she’d need another drink after talking family to some rich guy.  “i guess. also means there’s nothing to go home to. everyone in the world who gives a shit if i’m alive is on this island, as pathetic as that is. and they only care because i can give them something.”  she’s only a little bitter. after years fending for herself in the system, it had been a miracle to find anyone to listen to her. then all at once her brother was gone and she’s alone again. she tried not to think about how he’d feel seeing her now.  “go to a reclusive island where they strip you and take your phone at the door. it tends to break the addiction,”  she joked, grinning,  “look, the masters aren’t here to stay. sooner or later y’all go home and i’ll still be here, fucked-off bored in the hub, so… i play for luxury that doesn’t disappear when the master’s private jet does. and sometimes i play to be adored. casual fucking is all well and good, but i want to be an addiction. call it ego.”

Her story just kept getting worse the more she talked and he couldn't help but feel bad for her.  "You have every opportunity to make a better story up here, one that could give you the PERFECT life, and yet you decide to stick with one where your lucks been shit since day one basically?  I don't get that," had he had the opportunity to fake a history he certainly wouldn't have went with something as depressing as that, "unless you're hoping it'll score you some sympathy points."  Of which he knew NOTHING about, granted she seemed almost pure and he hardly doubted she was doing anything outside of just having an honest conversation.  "When one leaves another one just takes our place, it's like a revolving door of masters, and what's that do for you?"  He asked, finding this conversation to be enlightening as to how assets would think.  Sure, they weren't ALL like her but it didn't matter, it was nice to get in this ones head for a bit.  "It makes sense, we've all got one addiction or another," if she was any good he could only assume she'd get her wish of having someone adore her.

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evelynnelheureux‌:

When Evie accepted this job, she didn’t think that something like this would be involved. The scout made it sound easy– live on an island and do whatever they wanted and in return she would make a lot of money. She was expecting a lot of sex but she was not expecting parties and having to socialize or flirt. In fact, she had every intention of laying low. Evie didn’t mind spending time in the hub since it was much nicer than her previous home anyway. She knew she had to earn her keep but that didn’t mean she had to throw herself at everyone, right? 

She really hoped that was not in the job description.

When she heard a man speak beside her, she turned her head and gave him a small smile. “It’s kind of overwhelming, isn’t it?” She slid into the seat next to him, glad to see a kindred spirit who was hating this party as much as she was. “I don’t do well in crowds and the noise… it’s kind of driving me insane.” Evie looked around at the guards and frowned, “But I’m not allowed to leave here until the night is done or I leave with…” There was no need to explain the rest. She awkwardly laughed, “Kind of ironic that my only escape is to flirt my way out of here and yet I hate flirting.” 

"I get it, believe me," sensory overload, "if it were any brighter i'd probably be mid-meltdown right now."  It was true though, at least the event taking place at night helped him a LITTLE bit.  "Sounds like you've got a problem," luckily as a master he could leave whenever he wanted, with or without a companion to finish off the night with.  "I'd hate to be in your position right now," though in a sense he couldn't leave all that soon either, for selfish reasons though.

"As much as I HATE this sort of thing, it is rather HELPFUL."  He liked getting to people watch, to see how people interact, how they talk to one another especially.  He couldn't very well do that back at his cabin unless if he watched TV, and he certainly didn't want to end up mimicking a damn telivision show or something.  He'd turn into an angsty brat if that were the case.  "It's interesting, to say the least," his gaze looking back at a group of people who were teasing an asset in the middle.  The asset didn't mean to mind, giggling and flirting, "doesn't mean I fucking get it but whatever, to each their own."

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missathenastjames‌:

Athena laughed at his cheers and knocked back the rest of her drink. Finally, a man who was willing to have some fun. She didn’t care for nice mannerisms—frankly it didn’t turn her on quite the way his bluntness did. “I don’t really know if I will find someone like that here,” Athena confessed. “But unfortunately, I have a reputation to protect so I can’t exactly go exploring off this island. The discretion is part of what sells it.” She wasn’t famous or anything but she was heir to a title and that meant she had to be more perfect than an average person. Her dirty laundry could be aired to the world and her world was far too conservative for surprises like her.

She let a moment of silence pass between them as she mindlessly stared at the crowd. Some people were already beginning to make quite public displays and Athena had to admit they were hot. The assets around here were so willing and while Athena loved a willing submissive, she had a thing for girls who were more unsure of themselves, someone she could mould into anything she liked. Hopefully, she would find someone semi-decent tonight. If not, she could at least find a decent lay.

Pulling herself out of her voyeurism, she turned around and offered the man her hand. “I’m Athena, by the way. It’s actually a pleasure to meet you. You’re not like many of the men on this island. You don’t pretend to hide your crudeness under a blanket of charm and flirtatiousness. We are all dirty people here and that’s what makes us all love it. I look forward to seeing what you’re capable of.”

Athena, of course this woman had to have a STRONG name considering how she carried herself.  "Austin, it's a pleasure indeed Athena," and he himself meant that as well.  It wasn't often he found someone that he actually ENJOYED talking to, who seemed to have an actual head on their shoulders and didn't just follow the beaten path.

"You make it sound like this is a job interview and i've just been hired," he laughed at the idea, "you're looking forward to seeing my progress.  Maybe it's more meant for a school yard, am I going to be graded on how well i'm able to train an asset, does time factor into this grade?"  Of course he was only joking, though what he found to be humorous others often didn't get.  He couldn't help himself, his judgement on what was funny wasn't always all that mainstream.  "I scored well in school, Eros should be an easy A."  

He wasn't the most sophisticated or suave, here he was actually opening and loosening up which was fucking weird, but there was just something about her that put him at ease.  "In the meantime, if you're finding yourself bored I could be of assistance."  What the hell was he even saying right now?  "You know EXACTLY what you want, i'm the same, certainly we could find interests that overlap.  We could help each other out, spare ourselves a few bad nights," he liked to think that the ONE good thing about him was how he fucked and handled a woman in the bedroom, "it's just an offer, do with it what you'd like."

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nataliashart‌:

“——i’m sorry,”  natalia said, almost an involuntary reflex, covering her mouth with one alcohol-covered hand – she’d pivoted on her heel to get away from the gaze of some creepy old master eyeing her up before he could get her name and had walked straight into someone else, her sex on the beach breaking the collision and spilling all over the both of them.  “i can — i can get some napkins?” natalia offered, quietly pleading with the universe that whoever she’d slammed into had a sense of humor.

The last thing he was expecting was to have a drink spilt all over him, looking down at his outfit (not that he was all that worried about it getting ruined) and then back up to the girl.  He wanted to scold her, ask her what her problem was, but instead he just nodded.  "Go on then," he snapped, unsure of why he was even getting angry - it wouldn't be the first time this had happened, hell he'd done it himself before.  Perhaps it was because his anxiety was always up during events, so right now he was already on edge and it certainly didn't take much to push him right over.

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chankcnncr‌:

chandler didn’t know how long she’d already been at the bar, nor did she recall just when she’d arrived in the first place. all she knew at this point was that every drink slid in front of her went down easier than the last. the only agenda she had coming back to the island was to let loose, and have fun like her friends back home had hoped for. drinking seemed like a good place to start. lifting her hand, she beckoned the bartender over again, requesting yet another drink – that’s when she noticed the presence of another person, and rather than lifting her gaze from the now full glass in front of her, she simply kept her gaze on the glass. “unless you’re here to join me, and down a few shots of whiskey yourself, i suggest you find someone else to bother. i’ve got every intention of drinking until i can barely walk straight, and seeing what kind of trouble i can get myself into. you in, or not?” she questioned, finally lifting her gaze to meet the other’s.

Oh Chandler, as though fate ALWAYS had a way of screwing with him here she was again, like a damn angel sitting at the bar mouthing off to some poor sap who thought they stood a chance.  How funny it was, Austin sitting not too far at a nearby table, pretty sure she hadn't seen him at all (otherwise she'd have probably turned around and went home altogether).  He hadn't seen her in a while, their last chat hadn't gone very well, but a lot of time has passed since then - they had both gotten older, more mature (well him anyway - she was always the mature one while he behaved childish).  He wanted to say hello, though was afraid of what she'd do when she saw him.  Who knew if she was still pissed at him, she would have EVERY right to be so, but as the person she'd offered to be drinking partners with started off to WHEREVER (who the fuck could leave such a goddess at the bar like that when she so blatantly asked if they wanted to stay).  He decided NOW was his time, perhaps he could apologize once and for all, or maybe he shouldn't bring it up at all?  He found himself standing up, drinking what was left in his glass so he had an excuse to hit the bar, taking the stool beside her as he got the bartenders attention.  "Another scotch," whiskey never being his favorite, "if you prefer I drink it from a shot glass to follow suit I could," he turned his attention so that he spoke to Chandler and not the bartender, "what do you say?"

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ofhvleys‌:

haley sat alone at the bar, enjoying a bit of peace. she had already done a fair share of drinking and mingling, and was ready to be alone for a moment. running her finger along the rim of her drink, she heard the barstool beside her pull out, causing the brunette to narrow her eyes. “move.” she said simply. “that seats already taken.” it wasn’t.

"Not as far as i'm concerned," he shrugged as he sat on the stool he'd come to find, even after she said it'd been taken.  "It's not a good act you're putting on either, this feisty chihuahua bit, HARDLY intimidating."  He ordered himself a drink and waited patiently for it, though he couldn't help but glance at the woman beside him.  "What's got you all pissy anyway, it's a party, aren't you supposed to be happy?"

[austinbelmont]

sunshinedaehyun‌:

Dae-Hyun couldn’t help but frown at the line from the other, but he knew he was a bit odd considering he hardly drank. It was just never something he was super interested in. “Morning after? Wou- Oh!” The dots connected in the asset’s mind as he spoke, a small blush coming to his cheeks. He wasn’t really active in that matter. It was strange to know how open everyone talked about it at Eros. Instead of staying on that topic, he chuckled at the other before shrugging. 

“Nah. I think it’s probably a bit better if I learn the lessons. You seem fine. Minus the drinks, of course.” Dae teased before he sipped at the last of his drink. He set the glass down on the bar before chuckling. “I don’t usually drink, but I’d rather get the edge off now.”

"You a quick learner?"  He asked, glancing at the crowds behind them, watching how they all interacted with one another.  Austin had some lessons himself to learn, but that would be for another place/time.  For tonight it was about having fun, or at least ATTEMPTING to, and if it meant putting himself out there than so be it.  "Alright, so if you don't drink what do you usually do in a setting like this?"  He asked, quite curious to know how this man behaved in other situations like this one.  "What's making you drink tonight, just wanting to fit in?"  He kept asking questions because it was much EASIER learning about others than trying to find and learn about himself.

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vittoriaxwoods‌:

The first thing Vittoria had done once she found the party was forgo the alcohol and lose herself in the music blasting from, seemingly, out of nowhere. The bonfire, nice and warm, and the crowd of people kept the chill of night breeze away, her blood pumping through her veins and her hips moving in tandem to the beat. Her entire body just filled with the rhythm and the lyrics and she let loose, giving up control to the moment, the flame, the beach, and the moon. It was only when she felt hands on her hips that the duet took what had been her solo - but the interruption was far from unwanted. Instead, she turned into the person, not caring who it was, her hips swaying back and forth, her knees bending - her fingers raking through her hair to get a better look at her partner. ‘And people say you need alcohol to have a good time.’

"People say a LOT of things," Austin had NO idea how he had been out on the dance floor, or whatever the hell you called this area of the beach.  He was CERTAIN he was only going to find his way back to his cabin, but in the crowd managed to get lost in the sea of movement.  "Doesn't mean it's not all absolute SHIT though," granted in this instance he'd definitely had a good amount to drink to take the edge off, though he still stood somewhat still as she moved so beautifully infront of him.  "Tell me something else you've heard a lot of people say that you find to be utter bullshit," there was so much to be said right now, but he did love hearing her voice as it was working out well with the swaying motion of her hips.

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kelsey-bowers‌:

kelsey hadn’t been the type of girl who started a conversation with a stranger by talking about what had gotten her to that point, but she decided to change up her act since she was on an island that was meant to erase who she had been before. “have you ever heard of a cult?” she said in a teasing voice, shrugging before continuing. “my parents were… brainwashed. i realized it was bullshit. i left. your turn!”

"Cults usually surround mayhem of some sort, murderous ones are fun to follow, you've got any blood on your hands?"  Alright, so he wasn't even sure if she was being serious or not, but it was STILL fun to ask - at least fun as far as he understood.  "I don't have much to say, hated how it was on the mainlands, wanted to fuck, found out how easy it was at Eros, and i'm sure you can figure out the rest."

[austinbelmont]

missathenastjames‌:

Athena smirked. “I would love it if you did return the favour. Perhaps, we can even show off at the same time?” It was safe to say she had actually found herself a friend on this island of misfits and monsters. 

“Trust me, I don’t think any of the assets here are quick to be offended, and if they are, who cares? Just move to another.” It was beginning to annoy her how much people seemed to think the assets’ opinions and feelings mattered. They were getting paid to please the clients in any way possible, not to voice their wants and take charge of their encounters. “You are exactly right. You paid a fee to be yourself so be yourself.” She leaned forward and poked her finger against his heart. “Release the monster inside. That’s what I do whenever I’m here.” 

She smiled and leaned back against the bar, facing the crowds of people who milled about. “Some of those assets out there are desperate to be told exactly what to do. I’m a fan of more than just blind fucking though. Frankly, if I wanted to be fucked, I could go to any bar and get exactly that. I want devotion, a pet with a genuine love for serving me.” She didn’t need assets who were here to play submissive during sex, she wanted complete and utter submission in every aspect of their lives. 

"Exactly, fuck 'em if they take offense, much easier than back home."  There was a certain stigma that surrounded him when he was back home, but on Eros he could do/say WHATEVER he wanted and nobody even batted an eyelash.  The fact that this woman seemed to express the SAME views as him made it so much easier to talk to her.  For someone who wasn't relaxed easily, he found himself at ease with this mistress.  It was an indescribable feeling, one he wanted more of.  

The poke against his chest, the mannerism in which she spoke, oh she was a firecracker and he absolutely LOVED it.  He couldn't wait to truly see her in her element, all talking aside, though he did absolutely adore each and every word that came from her lips.  "A pet," he spoke with a nod, "someone who lives to see you happy, to BE that happiness.  Think you'll find that around here, or is Eros more a place to get some rocks off while you wait?"  Could he even see himself getting an attachment on the island, knowing that at any time they could leave and he'd never see them again?  

"In the meantime, here's to those mindless fucks that put us to sleep at night," he understood wanting devotion, to be adored, but that feeling was so close to love - an emotion that scared him senseless and made him do some stupid shit in the past.  He raised his glass of scotch in a sort of cheers fashion, and then downed the rest of it in a quick shot as he placed the glass on the bar.