for heaven is hell in reverse

elias romano ; xxii ✝︎ “ you get used to it after a spell, for heaven is hell in reverse. ”

[eliasromano]

mircyajuarcz​:

Coughing a few times, she barely got her words out, “I’m not but there are better whiskeys out there than that.” She pointed at the flask, “I don’t like that at all.” Mireya looked like she was regretting her decision to follow through with his idea but he wasn’t exactly wrong. That woke her up a bit from pure shock. “You need better drink options because if I didn’t know better, I would have thought you were trying to poison me.”

a soft chuckle fell from elias’ lips as he leaned against the wall outside their classroom -- he shrugged his shoulders before he took another sip. “and who said i’m not trying to poison you, mi?”

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giovannasxo​:

the brunette buried her face in her hands and gave a heavy sigh , but when she heard the familiar voice, she lifted her head and gave him an exhausted smile. “ you never disappoint me , e. ” she replied lazily , her while body starting to tremble - which she did her best to hide. she unfolded her legs & stretched them out in front of her - giving a laugh in response to his words. “ you compared to satan? ” she responded . “ oh querida ,  you don’t have his smile. ”   she teased. 

“no?” elias made his way across the room, towards giovanna. he lowered his body to the floor, just in front of her, as he stretched his legs out to have his feet met hers -- he kicked her playfully. “consider me wounded, anna.. truly, i may never smile again.” it wasn’t lost on the man that he had clearly interrupted something. usually, this would cause not even a second thought but.. as he studied her face, he could see something was off in the room. “you gonna tell me what i walked in on or i should guess?”

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wrightfm​:

Josephine paused, regarding Elias (and his artfully messy hair) for a moment before slowly putting her feet back on the chair next to her. If he didn’t want to sit, well, then she’ll just make herself comfortable. At least she’d offered, right? At his question, she tilted her head and raised a singular eyebrow. “When have I ever played coy?” she remarks as she dips a fry into ketchup. “But if you’re so curious, I was lucky enough to see an acrobatic hook-up in the first floor freshman bathrooms— neither seemed particularly experienced.” Lots of tongue, and not much actual pleasure… it wasn’t pretty.

“interesting..” his voice trailed off as he chuckled to himself. elias couldn’t help but find the way josephine emphasized the word acrobatic.. well, cute. it was hard to hide the smirk threatening to take form across his features. “and how exactly would you recommend they improve their activities, wright? i mean considering you sound much more experienced yourself.”

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emsmoore​:

✶ ( open. )

                    SHE SHOULD HAVE BEEN more subtle when looking to get pay back, making the guy’s coke blow up in his hands, wasn’t that far from her signature and nothing she hadn’t pulled before, so it sent her running, doing her best to look as ‘ unsuspicious ‘ as possible, the blonde came rushing towards someone, not bothering with who they were or if they could help her in any way whatsoever. “ pretend you know me, and i’ll owe you. “ she mumbled, as she looked around. “ laugh, like i’ve just said something funny. “ maybe if she seemed knee deep in a conversation with a student, she’d fly by undetected. “ or actually i have… “ reaching into her oversized jean jacket, the blonde pulled out a half eaten box of tic tacs and rolling paper… “ IOU? “ she pleaded once more, but waved the tic tacs in front of the person’s face, attempting to make them look tempting.. or as close to that as she possibly could. ( → @pennbstart​ )

of course -- there was no other person on this campus that interrupted him in the unique, overly annoying way like emmaline moore did. “shoo fly, don’t bother me.”

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livsimmons​:

                     " ONLY IF YOU’RE IMPLYING that all these years of me terrorizing you have been for nothing. “ she declared with a snort. “ my over-achieving brain won’t let this stand, guess i’ll have to try HARDER now. “ which probably meant following him around even more, but that wasn’t news, if she wasn’t pestering him, she was talking to herself and as interesting as she could find her own company it just never compared.  “ i’m terrifying. “  she mused with a light pout, only to snort, playfully rolling her eyes as she looked downwards. “ oh! “ she mumbled, reaching into her bag and pulling out a jar. “ velma likes ants. “ her pet spider. “ especially freshly ass grounded… “ but she didn’t finish her sentence, instead she dropped the little jar and reached for his hand, to pull it away. “ oi! you haven’t even told me i’m pretty yet, and you’re trying to cop a feel? at least buy me DINNER first, goof. “ she finished squeezing his fingers as tightly as she could before she let go. “ or start walking, i’ll stay behind and kick your rear until we get.. to your room. “

“oh, that was terrifying, chicken.” he fake shuttered, as he took a step away from her. elias hook his head between them, as if to show just how much pain she’d caused -- -- none, in reality but it was far more fun to taunt the girl behind him than it was to give in to the cloud of craziness that seemed to constantly engulf her. “should i apologize now or after you’ve done my assignment?” elias turned away from her for a moment, waving his head before him -- he whispered a slew of words under his breath, a chocolate in the shape of a spider appearing in his palm. he turned back around and held it out to her. “this is as close to dinner as you’re gonna get.”

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sullicalloway​:

she shrugged at his response, “i try..” sulli remained unsure about the boy sitting next to her, but she there was something about him that made him easy to talk to, a calming aura was what she told her mother, when she asked her if she recognized any classmates from last year. the young woman looked down towards her book, eyes scanning through the remaining pages. “very observant..” she pointed out, before nodding. “well, once you start with one all consuming love, you just kinda have to keep going. it’s non stop from there.” which also meant that most of the books on her required romantic literature list she had already read, but they were also worth the re-read, besides, she needed more notes as to why romance literature was actually feminist.  “care to join me?” as soon as the words left her lips her brain screamed what the fuck. was this book club now? oi, sulli.  “we can meet back here in two days time and discuss.” 

“huh.” he hadn’t meant to let that slip out-loud, elias had simply been caught off guard.. a book club. he shook his head as scenarios of the pair played out in his mind, all of which seem implausible at best but here he was, considering it nonetheless. where was the harm in a book club, anyway? books had always been kind to elias. “you know, that sounds like it could be a lot of fun, blondie but i’ve got one condition.” a brow arched, before he continued. “i get to pick the next book.”

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sullicalloway​:

she replied with a short nod, finding herself in agreement with him. where did that love end up anyway? with catherine married to another and buried 6 feet under the ground, and she still freaking loved it. her nose scrunched at his next question, her shoulders shrugged. “sounds dangerous – the all consuming thing. i don’t know..” but whatever, to each their own, and she hadn’t really ever been in a relationship to know what that was anyway. “yes. you..” she replied, the hint of a smile on her lips. “well, i’m glad. that you’re not bleeding…let’s keep that way, yeah? i think i saw a girl fall earlier this week, bad accident, blood everywhere. ambulance was called, katherine and i.. we had to run. blood makes us queasy…” so, it didn’t happen like that, the girl did fall but no ambulance was called, she just ran when she called out for help. her eyebrow arched at the fine sullivan calloway,  head tilting just slightly. “me?” she looked around, “i’m not bleeding or anythin’ so i can’t really complain.” 

there was something about hearing his own words repeated back to him, particularly in sullivan’s light as a feather tone, that kept elias glued to this bench when, at any other point in time, he’d already been about ten steps gone in the opposite direction. the man smiled to himself, his head lowered towards the ground in an attempt to hide this expression from her wandering gaze. “huh, funny.” after a few moments, and once he had a better hold over his features, he turned his gaze back onto her. “so who’s next?” he nodded his head towards her book, from what he could see, she was almost done the tragedy that was heathcliff and catherine’s not-so-love story. “let me guess.. a little trip to pemberley to visit darcy and elizabeth?”

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livsimmons​:

               " SO SAYS THE DINGUS STILL calling me a chicken. “ she shot back with a nod of her head. not that she minded it per say, it was more perplexing than anything else but that was an explanation she’d never pull out of him  — much like every other annoying, tear out your hair sort of thing he did. “ chocolate stuffed beignets… about three DOZENS of them. “ she added, taking his hand to pull herself up, before she flashed him a smile. “ and the word please… and then maybe i can consider taking pity on you. “ maybe being the operative word, because if pestered enough she’d give in, but it was fun pretending otherwise, all for the sake of being difficult and all. “ if you’re brave enough to handle it that is. “

he shook his head, as he fought off the first real smile that’d threatened his features in a good while. “are you implying i should be scared.. of you?” the thought alone was enough to bring a smile to even the most statuesque of faces. “come on, chicken. you and i both know you wouldn’t hurt a fly, unless you landed on it after one of your ground dives.. speaking of --” elias started to look around on the ground where olivia had just been flat on her ass, a frantic expression painted across his face. “i think you killed a whole school of ants, damn it chicken! that ass of yours is lethal. maybe i should be scared.. might need to get a better look at it, just to be sure.” his hand reached towards her bottom, swatting it lightly. 

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wrightfm​:

The Knucklehead Bar & Grill always got a lot of foot traffic on Friday nights, and so it was always abnormally crowded. But— it also had the best burgers in the area, and it had been what Josephine had been craving. She popped a fry into her mouth, watching the people around her before reaching out and muttering a quick spell as she touched an abandoned handbag— bare arms, lips on necks, the bathrooms in the freshman dorms— Josephine quickly retracted her hand. A freshman’s handbag. She crinkled her nose in disgust. She had not wanted to see that.

She locked eyes with another student, and after a moment she slowly removed her feet from the chair near her. Her gaze flickered from the other person to the now vacant chair, back up to the other person. “The chair is yours, if you need it.”

his eyes trailed from the now empty chair up to her own, pausing ever so slightly as they worked their way across her chest and exposed skin of her soft neck. “aren’t you all just full of good manners today, josephine.” elias smirked, deciding against taking a seat. he much preferred his current position -- having the upper ground always served him well. “now what exactly did you see when you touched that bag,” he tilted his head towards the abandoned item. “and don’t try to play coy, your face always gives you away.”

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giovannasxo​:

   sat in the middle of one of the music practice rooms ,  her eyes closed and her legs crossed - gigi had everything she needed for her practice laid out perfectly in front of her. astral projection , something that she had been trying to perfect for years - she could do it in certain situations , but the one time that she wanted to go back to , just wasn’t working out. if anyone asked though , she was meditating. she could feel it, the sensation of floating - looking down at her own body , the whirring of her consciousness about to escape to the time & place that she was so desperate to visit — until a beam of sunlight creaked through the door way as the door to the practice room opened & she came crashing back down to reality. “ pelo amor de satanás ” she muttered under her breath.   @pennbstart​

“sorry to disappoint, sweetheart.” elias closed the door behind him, he was sure to flick the lock with a tilt of his head -- he did his best to keep the acts of magic under wraps most always. he wasn’t hiding his powers from anyway, far from it, he just didn’t see the fun in flaunting something that was so much more interesting to use to his advantage in very particular situations. “though this is not the first time i’ve been compared to satan and i’m sure it won’t be the last.”

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mircyajuarcz​:

“Wow.” She watched as the other drank without a care, “Is there even a class you’re remotely interested in? Because that’s how I get through my classes. Today is an exception because I don’t think I can even keep my eyes open any longer.” Rey groaned as she rested her eyes against the palms of her hands. “Maybe I should take a sip..” She mumbled as if she was contemplating hard about it. Then without another word, she grabbed the flask from him… only to almost spit it back out, “Oh my god, what is- that is nasty. Ugh.” 

a chuckle fell from elias’ tightly shut lips as he watched mircya spit out the liquid in his flask like it was the worst thing she’d ever had in her mouth (highly unlikely, if you asked him, especially considering the boys who attended pennbrook). “looks like you’re not a whiskey fan? too bad.” he took the flask back and threw back another sip. “but bright side, you sure do look a lot more alert, mir. you’ve got that..” he waved his hand between them. “wide, wild eye thing going on.”

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livsimmons​:

                    “ STRIKE THAT, I NEED you to live past thirty. “ she stated with a tilt of her chin, eyes focused on him for a second before she spoke again. “ for purely SELFISH reasons, i mean who’s going to be a pain in my ass otherwise? “ she questioned with a light smile, not that it made the words any less true, there weren’t many people she talked to and as irritating as she found elias to be half the time, he was also her very best friend and she didn’t have many of those. taking the wet wipe from him, she wiped at her hand, wincing slightly at the sting, before she looked bac at him. “ now why is that the LEAST comforting piece of knowledge you could have offered? “ she finished with a sigh. “ is it time for your shots again? i really don’t know where you’ve been after all. “ now the last statement came out a tease, and she nudged him with her shoulder slightly. “  stop calling me chicken, dingus. “

“dingus? real mature, chicken.” elias pushed himself up off the ground and held his hand out for olivia. as much as she drove him crazy, she was one of the few people at this place he could stand for more than a few minutes -- even with her inability to keep herself upright for more than a few moments. “where were you heading before you made that crash landing and how can i convince you to come hang out in my dorm room and do my history assignment for me instead?”

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sullicalloway​:

elias romano, the voice recognizable, not because she knew him, or because she hung around him frequently but because they shared a literature class, one of those courses you must take when choosing to major or minor in any type of literature. a smile appeared on her lips, not entirely surprised he knew the book but ore so surprised he remembered a line. then again, the little she knew of him, heard of him, saw of him, he was always carrying a book, she just never paid too much attention to which one.  “excellent, sir. a ten out of ten. ” a usual response to his magic tricks, but this time around it was because this very quote was listed under one of her favorites. “would you like to sit here with me and analyze this all consuming love next? was bronte making us look up to this or warning us about it?” she wiggled her eyebrows, moving them up and down, joking obviously, but still low key interested in his thoughts. the young woman released a small sigh, carefully shoving the book in her backpack, shaking it so the rest of the books she carried relaxed at the bottom of her bag. “how are you today? did you need something?” 

“bronte was warning us, blondie. there’s no question in my mind.” heathcliff and his love for catherine was doomed from the start but that didn’t take away from how well written the novel was (or how much elias secretly loved the thing). “who wants to be all consumed by love, anyway? sounds like a raw deal to me.” he considered sullivan’s next question a bit more seriously than he had her question about the book -- books were easy, elias knew them like the back of his hand. it was the rest of it.. life --  that he was still trying to figure out. “me?” he pointed toward his chest, as he leaned back against the bench. “i’m doing fine, i’m not bleeding or anythin’ so i can’t really complain, now can i? how about you, how is the sullivan calloway doing this fine day?”

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hazelsimmons​:

hazel just about rolled her eyes but couldn’t allow him to know how much his gesture bothered her. “first of all, i’d prefer if you didn’t openly fucking curse in front of royalty.” she slammed her book closed and let her notebook drop from her lap as she rose slowly to meet not even close to his height. which was usually compensated for in attitude. “and since you’re asking…” she paused, giving him a quck once over. “how about you grow an inch or two?”

“ah..” he mused, as he looked down (yes, down -- for such a loud mouthed women, she sure was short) upon her as a smirk tugged on the corners of his mouth. “does the princess not like cursing? well, fuck me, i apologize.” elias took a step towards her, eyes narrowing. “you sure you really want that? might be a little tough to look me in the eyes from way down there.”

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hazelsimmons​:

hazel hated sitting in the grass at this very moment. she was restless, which was happening more often lately, and she had now almost doodled across an entire page of her notebook that laid in her lap. her textbook was open to a familiar topic but was 100 pages past what her class was currently learning. plus, she had already finished the assignment hours ago. but alas, perception was key in most cases—professors passing by, seeing her being a dutiful student and entirely dedicated to her coursework on the campus lawn. of course they have no idea how i usually spend my time, the brunette thought to herself, as if it was difficult balancing maintaining good grades and indulging in extracurriculars. it was easier if they believed her time was dedicated to exactly what her parents paid for. the sun beating down did cause a bigger nuisance. “you there! stop.” she motioned towards the person walking directly in front of her. squinting, she peered up at the figure as they stared back. “okay now slightly to the left.” she waited until they blocked the light. “can you stand there for a few minutes? i’m sure your time won’t be better spent elsewhere.” she asked, though hazel didn’t care whether it was or not.

he had almost missed her request, the music blaring through his earbuds blocking out the world around him. if it hadn’t been for the insane way she motioned towards him, he would have kept on his way -- but who was he to ignore such a request? especially from the princess of pennbrook herself. “your highness,” he started, as he tugged the buds out of his ears and bowed before her. “oh, i’m sure it wouldn’t be. anything else i can do for you as i stand here has a fuckin’ human sun shield?” 

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sullicalloway​:

location: the quad, upperclassmen residence. time: probably around noon. 

    she sat by the quad, outside of her residential building, entirely focused on the wuthering heights book she had in hand.  it didn’t matter how many times she read the book, it remained one of her favorites, and each and every time she read it, she put in as much attention to it as the first time. imagine loving someone for all eternity as catherine admits to loving heathcliff, she didn’t quite understand how someone could have an all consuming kind of love, then again, she observed her parents, and she knew that all consuming was exactly what they had. sulli was unsure if she were ever to find it, if she ever let herself focus on something that wasn’t figure skating, or now, her studies – or if she ever let someone close enough to know her.  as she continued reading, the young woman felt someone take a seat beside her, she scooted over slightly, moving her backpack to the ground so it didn’t appear as if she were taking up the entire park bench. “sorry,” she apologized, before going back to her book, remaining completely unaware of who it was sitting next to her.

“why are you apologizing, blondie?” elias leaned back against the bench, his arm resting on the back of the wooden structure. he hadn’t set out to start a conversation, he hadn’t even planned to stick around but as his eyes found sullivan from across campus, so unaware of her surroundings and engulfed in her book, he couldn’t help himself -- he had to find out what held her attention. he tilted his head to the side, his eyes narrowed as he read the title.. wuthering heights. “he's more myself than i am. whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

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mircyajuarcz​:

“…Are you serious?” She sighed, shaking her head. “No, alcohol wouldn’t work. Hell, I might get sleepier if I drink. I want to stay awake in class.. and sober, just so you know.” Rey frowned, “Is that how you’ve been going to class?”

“ah.. you’re no fun.” he unscrewed the flask and brought it back towards himself, his head tilting back as he took a large swig. “don’t know how you get through this class without a little help.”