disenchanted

for I have k n o w n them all already, known them { all }: have known the evenings , mornings, afternoons, I have m e a s u r e d out my ʟɪꜰᴇ with coffee spoons; I know the voices ( dying ) with a dying fall beneath the music from a 𝕗𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 room. so how should I presume ?

[bentleyferrari]

ichorvcined:

“Oh, you have?” Ariana asked with a raised brow after Ben mentioned that he had known that for awhile. Maybe he did know more than she did. He seemed to be more intelligent that she was, in her opinion. She moved her legs so that Ben had a spot to sit. “You’re always so cool,” She pointed out and then looked down at the free spot on the bed and then back up at Ben’s eyes. “But, you’re not as cool as me.” She joked, with a slight smirk. 

"Oh?” he asked, sliding into the spot next to her. He looked up at the ceiling, a smile stretching across his face. “I never thought I was that cool, so I definitely agree that you’re the cooler one. But tell me, how am I so cool?” His face was probably closer to her than it needed to be, but he didn’t bother to move.

[bentleyferrari]

ichorvcined:

“The only reason bad things keep happening to us is because we’re both damn good looking. If one of us were ugly nothing would ever happen,” Ariana explained as she eyed Bentley from her spot on her bed in her cabin. She’d always thought he was handsome. It sort of explained how the two of them had been through, not only a war, but dealing with their relationship problems as well. They, of course, still had lots to iron out but Ariana was just glad that the two of them were talking again. She beckoned the male nearer with her finger and a small smile. “You can look suspicious even when you’re just breathing, though. So, you’re shit out of luck.”

Bentley was surprised to find himself smiling in return to Ariana. His hands stayed in his pocket to appear nonchalant, and he took slow steps closer to the daughter of Hades. “You know... I’ve known that for a while,” he replied with a shrug. “I guess I’ve learned to deal with it.” He stopped at the end of her bed, looking down at her with a bit of a smirk.

[bentleyferrari]

demixgxds:

“Look Ben,” he sighed. “I’m not going to say I approve of killing people but I’m also not going to say he didn’t deserve what he got or that I wouldn’t give anything to have Sean here to help me out with some things right now. Though I’d much rather leave most things that happened during the war in the past.”

Taken aback, Ben shrank into himself a bit. He wasn’t sure what he was expecting, but he found no comfort in what Keaton said. “Yeah. Me, too,” he muttered, unsure of what exactly he was agreeing with.

[bentleyferrari]

demixgxds:

“It’s fine,” he told Ben. When Ben asked his question, Keaton tensed a little. “Fine,” he lied smoothly. “And you?”

Ben shrugged. “Alright, I guess.” He shifted in his seat. “So um, I know we don’t really... talk or anything but um.... uh, if you ever want to talk to me about... what I said that night at the campfire I uh... You know what, actually, sorry. That was— I’ll leave you alone.”

[bentleyferrari]

demixgxds:

Keaton shook his head slightly, looking down at his most recent blueprint. “Nah, I’m good,” he replied, awkwardly. “Not a big gin fan.”

"Oh, sorry.” His gaze goes downward as he pulls the bottle back and places it next to him instead. “Um... How are you?”

[bentleyferrari]

demixgxds:

“Any specific reason?”

"Not really,” he admits. Ben looks at Keaton a little uneasily, then sits across from him. He's plainly nervous as he puts the bottle between them. “You want some?”

[bentleyferrari]

demixgxds:

“What the hell is that?”

Ben hesitates, tucking the bottle-shaped paper bag under his arm. “Just a...” he sighs. “It’s gin.”

[bentleyferrari]

ichorvcined:

Annika had finished returning her things to the cabin all the huntresses shared and went knocking on the Nemesis cabin’s door only to find that nobody was home. Meandering through camp, taking all the new sights in, she found herself making her way to where the amphitheater used to be and still was, although revamped. She figured if the male she was looking for wasn’t at his cabin, then he’d surely be where she was headed. Annika walked towards Ben and smiled slightly, offering him a little wave when she got close enough. “Hey, you,” She greeted Ben. Even though they hadn’t seen one another in awhile, she still recognized him even if he appeared older now and she didn’t. “What a sight for sore eyes.”

His sister was the last thing Ben expected to see. He blinked in surprise and a smile made its way to his face. “Uh, wow,” he said, slowly putting his guitar down and pushing himself to his feet. “I had no idea you were back, I... What brings you here?”

[bentleyferrari]

elliotxwinters:

Ellie smiled and got closer, taking a seat next to him. “Give me what you got, neighbor boy.”

He played a minute’s worth of music— no singing. Afterwards he sat back, resting on his hands. “That’s it for now. Top secret, don’t tell anyone.”

[bentleyferrari]

slurred words for ariana

Fuck her. Fuck her. She’s such a…. I don’t know. I thought she was dead or she was just gone for good or... whatever, you know? I was like.. Shit, I don’t have to think about her anymore. And I could just be pissed at her forever and move the fuck on. But now I’m… Fuck. I'm glad she's back. I'm so mad at her and I'm glad she's back. Is that even fuckin' possible? Who fuckin' knows. It's so screwed up. Fuck. I like... I fuckin' miss her.

[fortheaskbox]

Send “slurred words” to hear my muse describe yours whilst ridiculously drunk.

[bentleyferrari]

elliotxwinters:

“I wouldn’t know,” Ellie replied. “Never asked you that before. So I s’pose that would be a no?”

Ben stared at her for a moment. “Usually, yeah. But you know what? Come here, I’ll play you something.”

[bentleyferrari]

ichorvcined:

Ariana arched a brow as Bentley retorted with his comment about small talk. “True,” She responded. “I guess it’s not small talk anymore. I don’t know what it’s called now. It’s just talking,” She replied and then paused for a moment. “You’re still breathing, so there’s that… ” She said what he couldn’t. “Maybe we all should be celebrating? Another day to seize, and all that.”

Bentley snorts. “Celebrate, sure.” He tossed the papers in his case, then placed the guitar in after. "I don’t really know if I’m in the mood, but if you throw something maybe I’ll stop by.” He snapped the case shut, once again adding aggression to his otherwise neutral comment. “So, are you just gonna stand there or sit with me?”

[bentleyferrari]

elliotxwinters:

“Still better than I could ever do,” Ellie replied. “Can I hear what you got?”

Ben chuckles. “Have I ever said yes to that question before?”

[bentleyferrari]

ichorvcined:

Ariana held back a sigh as Ben began picking up his papers. “You, of all people, know how much I hate small talk,” She responded. It felt weird to go from talking every single day to not speaking at all. “But, if you must know, I’ve been helping out around camp a lot,” She explained. “Taking trips into the city more. Just dealing with some shit. What’s been up with you?” She asked.

"Is it small talk if I don’t know anything about you anymore?” Ben shot back, sounding simultaneously angry and playful. “I guess I’m doing fine, all things considered. Could be a lot worse, as we both know.”

[bentleyferrari]

elliotxwinters:

“Was that one of your own?” Ellie questioned, curiously.

Ben hesitated, then nodded. “Yeah,” he mumbled. “It’s barely a song right now, though.”

[bentleyferrari]

hazelm:

Hazel smiled, brining a hand up to push her hair behind her ear.  “Stressful and really makes me want to take a nap, but weirdly I love it.” She let out a small laugh at her statement before continuing on.  “Though I’ll also love being on break after tomorrow to be honest.”  She took a second to look at Ben’s face before smiling a bit brighter.  “You look good though, did I interrupt anything this time?” 

Ben shook his head. “Nope. Even if you did I’d pick up, though.” He folded the corner of the paper in his hand, then held it up to view. “I was trying to write some lyrics, don't tell anyone. But I stopped a while ago.” Okay, maybe it was actually when she called, but it didn’t matter. “Where are you spending the holidays?”