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“I’m so tired.”
“ Maybe you can take a nap? You don’t work here, do you? “
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Three little words (for Ben and Carlos, if you wanna <3)
send me ‘three little words!’ // accepting! // @corfortis
“I’m so tired.”
“ Maybe you can take a nap? You don’t work here, do you? “
fghtersliving:
“You’re right,” Tim nodded. It still felt so surreal, given the circumstances of their first meeting. But thing had changed so drastically since then. He nodded as he listened to Damian speak. “And you still have feelings for him now? Even though the magic has worn off? That’s not the end of the world, you know. We could start a queer Robins club,” the last sentence came out as a tease to try and lighten his mood–Damian seemed genuinely stressed.
Damian hesitates. Does he still have feelings for Jon, or is it lingering from the magic, or even lingering doubt? Yet even as he thinks it, he knows his answer. “ I have had feelings for him for a while, “ he admits with a soft tone. “ I have no need for a queer Robins club, Drake. What I need is to focus on what’s important. The mission, not my feelings. “
mcllifluouss:
“ can’t be any worse than yours truly. i had my sister harping on and on about how i caused the downfall of britain’s economy. besides, a brother’s a brother, as long as no one betrays the other, they’re still one. ”
while he’s glad to have killed one of starrick’s subordinates and stopped a robbery in the bank of england, jacob was slowly understanding that he’d almost caused the people he was trying to save to suffer. he just didn’t want to reveal to evie that she was right about it… at least not in this lifetime.
“ i’m guessing that number’s similar to their address ? if a mail didn’t have an address, it would get lost in the system, and a call would get lost as well without that number ? ”
“ and what happens to the people outside ? the people we left behind ? ”
“ I am, and I quote, demon spawn to most of them. Although that may be partially to do with my heritage as much as anything else. “ He smiles at the thought. He may find them irritating for the most part, but he does care for them. “ I haven’t even gotten onto the sister, or the assortment of hangers on that claim to be family. “ Duke, Stephanie, Cassandra... He misses them all.
“ That’s an accurate analogy, yes, “ Damian replies, pleased that the other man has gotten the idea. “ So we cannot connect to others without their number, and we cannot connect outside the island. “
Ah, the big question. Damian glances at the floor. “ At this moment, we hope they remain safe at home. “
hvrdtimes:
‘ this place is C R A Z Y because i used to talk about all the magical things that happen here and people used to make fun of me and think i’m stupid but i just knew all of this was real ! ’
“ You should not take other people’s words to heart, “ he replies, his voice a touch softer than usual. “ You make your own worth. “
gcllifreycn:
“I got a tattoo,” she beamed, “and it’s awesome and I’ll love it forever”
“ Are you certain of that? “ he asks, curious. He’s considered it, of course, but he’s never actually gone through with it...
southsidethug:
An unlit cigarette dangled from his lips, the nicotine sure to calm his uneasiness a little. Lighting the stick, he spoke. “So has anyone tried to get out of this hellhole or are we just gonna pretend like this shit is fucking normal?”
" As a matter of fact, I'm working on a way to escape now. " Damian watches the other man for a moment before adding, " Those will send you to an early grave. "
hxuntcdsouls:
“Honestly you just go ahead and drink that shake it’s disgusting I rather stick with some sprite, I like this island to be honest so far it’s nice.”
" Thanks, " he replies without hesitation, taking the milkshake. " Don't know how you can think it's disgusting, chocolate is literally the best thing in the world. "
lonexrevolutionaryx:
“Bonjour, mon ami…-” Eponine offered a smile of sorts, she’d been scared when first arriving in the town but somehow-despite the language barrier-it was far better than the France she knew as her home. “Everything okay?” she recalled they had been staring and she wondered why.
Carlos looks away quickly at her words, realising his gaze had fallen on someone instead of the space he’d been looking at before. “ It wasn’t on purpose. I just, sometimes I stare off into space when I’m thinking and you were in that space. “
thewarlockofbrooklynx:
While this was no Brooklyn, Magnus was still going to have his pleasures hence why he had chosen to create a club of sorts be it that he simply wished to be able to have vodka whenever he chose…not that he did not do so before hand.
“Have a drink on the house…-we are all stuck here for the foreseeable future so I suggest you enjoy yourself while you can.” he gave the person before him a wink.
Carlos is hardly going to say no to being offered something for free, especially things he isn’t wholly sure he’s meant to be having. He quickly orders a drink from the skeptical bartender before turning to the other man and smiling. “ Thank you. “
Carlos is torn between wishing he was back at home on the Isle or simply wishing he was on the island. Both seem like horrible options; the Isle means his mother, whom he could quite happily live without seeing ever again, and the island means people he should know but doesn’t in quite the right way, which is frustrating. This place means trapped and fear and nervousness, and Carlos is tired. He just wants to rest. He glances out at the other people in the main yard, looking for a friendly face, mentally tallying who has things he can steal should he need them, and who he wants to avoid where possible. He’s hyper alert, but when someone approaches from his side, he jumps in shock, his immediate reaction to flail out with his arm in attempted self defense.
hxuntcdsouls:
“Do they really think this is actual food.? Like what tha hell is this.? I rather be dead then eating more of that shit.”
“ I’ve eaten worse, “ he replies, glancing down at the food on his plate. At least it’s relatively fresh. The food on the Isle? Couldn’t guarantee it. “ Believe me. This is luxury compared to where I’m from. “
hippcgrif:
“Alright, I have a weird ass collar on my neck, I woke up in prison, and apparently orange is my color. This day couldn’t get any stranger”
“ Why would you tempt the Fates like that? “ Carlos asks, voice verging on whiny. “ That’s exactly what happens. Things get weirder. “
modxrnherxes:
“Huh. Figured I’d end up in a place like this sooner or later.” Freddie looked around with a raised eyebrow. “At least I make this jumpsuit look cute, right?”
“ I guess? “ Carlos replies, glancing around and doing his best not to curl in on himself. That doesn’t help on the isle and it won’t help here either.
hansxofthesouthernisles:
“You know we might be stuck on this island for the rest of our lives right? Unless you believe we’re being punished still” that would be unusual. This was better then where he had been there. Away from the stables, away from his brothers. What better reality was there? Well being King of Arendelle, but that would take a lot of work now, and possibly an army. Pity, war wasn’t how he wanted to do things. “Not really, a few days at most”.
“ If this was a punishment, the would have brought my mom here too. And the parents of my friends. There's no Maleficent, it can't be a punishment. “ No, Carlos didn’t want his mother anywhere near him if he could help it. “ Same. Has anyone helped you out? You found your apartment? “
hansxofthesouthernisles:
“She actually do it, or just get framed for it? The story is only ever told by the winner, never the loser” and his side had never got out. Or his version of events, which were far from being true, but if he could just tell them, maybe some people would be on his side and not that irritant pair of sisters. “I hope so, island seems nice enough”.
“ Well, yeah, kind of. But she needed help, not being stuck on some island for the rest of her life. “ His mom didn’t have magic, she wasn’t dangerous in that sense. Her problems laid in other areas. Not that he wants to be near her, either. She doesn’t love him or even really care about him, so why should he want to stay? Really, he can’t blame the people of Auradon. He can agree with that statement, though. “ It’s better than where I was. Have you been here long? “