Talking to the Moon

Farid Samaha, 26, He/him, son of Iago, bisexual

[imaginepepper]

faridsamaha:

He smiles thinking about him. “Oh he was the greatest. We grew up together. I was a tad older. He was the only thing good in my life. He was the social one. He loves animals. I bought him a boxer. She’s two she’s at home. He was the best. He was so caring and gentle. We ran away from home at a young age and lived together. He was my only love. I don’t know how to be with anyone else

Pepper smiled as he talked about his husband. “Sounds like he was a really special person,” she said with a gentle nod. “I’ve never been in love honestly. I’m pretty cool with being single and stuff.” There wasn’t any sadness in her expression, it stayed neutral as she shrugged. “Sounds like you need a different way to let out your feelings than just drinking, though.”

[faridsamaha-blog]

"God he was the best. So loving and gorgeous. Have I introduced myself? I can't remember this hangover. I'm Farid." He grins. "You'll find someone. I probably won't. Ripley was all I knew for twenty four years, now I'm twenty six, it seems hopeless you know?" He nods. "I do. I have no friends. All I do is sit at home and play with June, Ripley's boxer. She's the cutest."

[realboypeter-blog]

faridsamaha:

“I love both of those. That’s amazing.”

“It’s just something I’ve always loved,” Peter smiled. 

[faridsamaha-blog]

"Would you play for me sometime. I have a favorite song. You can say no."

[originalreqvim-deactivated20210]

     he could ALWAYS be found in the same spot, tending to a once shrewd and unkempt garden (or at least, not as neatly kept as he’d have hoped) within the courtyard of the university. it always made him feel as though he were at home, or that somehow he was closer to his mother. roial frowned slightly at the sight of one withered rose, cupping strong fingers around it’s now crippled petals in a gentle gesture, bringing life back to the once fallen flora - a plus side to his new-found ‘gifts’. it wasn’t as though he couldn’t hear the footsteps nearing behind him, although he did however choose to ignore them for as long as he possibly could.  ❝ are you looking for something or just interested in the show ? ❞ he inquired, voice sharp but (for once) not intending any ill-will.   

[faridsamaha-blog]

Farid had been enjoying the sight of the garden. He loved the garden and it made him happy. “Oh I was just looking at the garden. It’s lovely. I can leave if you want?”

[faridsamaha-blog]

princedeantf:

“no, he will and he’d want you to have fun and live your life right?” he said nodding. “i’m sure there’s lots of people who want to be your friend,” he told them with a smile. 

“When he was alive he constantly told me I needed to get out and find friends. Even then he was my only friend. Him and his dog. Now all I do is talk to his dog, and occasionally his friends will call me to check on me. So yeah he would want me to find friends. I met a few cool people.”

[faridsamaha-blog]

realboypeter:

“Any kind, really,” he shrugged. “I mostly tend to err toward the piano or ukulele.”

“I love both of those. That’s amazing.”

[faridsamaha-blog]

realboypeter:

“I get that,” Peter nodded. “Oh, I’m not great at english either. I’m much more of a music man,” he said.

“Music? What kind of music?”

[faridsamaha-blog]

princedeantf:

“oh, i’m sorry,” he said “that’s understandable for sure,” he nodded crossing his arms. “you don’t have to move on, you can still have love for them, celebrate for them.’

“He’ll always be in my heart. I’ll never get over him. But I can’t be a loner forever. And I don’t mean finding love. If that happens great. I mean finding friends. He was my ONLY friend.”

[faridsamaha-blog]

rowancane:

rowan couldn’t hide the small flash of amusement that washed over her features as he chugged her bottle, though she quickly masked it with a small grin. “no– you’ll probably want someone to crack your back at some point.i’d volunteer, but i’m like… half your size. i’d prove to be useless,” she shrugged her shoulders. when she heard ‘bad nights’ her expression faltered– that sounded like an emotional thing, and rowan didn’t do emotions. she treaded forward with the topic anyway. “we did– and you did. i’m rowan. i’m sorry about your. . uh– bad night. what made it so bad?”

He sighs. “I’ll crack it later by doing a flip in the air or something. I can fly.” He looks down. “It was wedding anniversary. Second without my late husband. So it’s not a good day you know? I miss him. He was the best but I’ll survive. I’m trying to get back out there. But it’s not working.”

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[faridsamaha-blog]

@Zeff & Hadie + random numbers // open to anybody

PaX: it must be really sad to..you know...have no friends. huh?

PaX: Zeff doesn't cry.

PaX: oh but I love seeing you Farid! reminds me how things could be so much worse. I could be you.

PaX: ...hold th efuck up. you did what?

PaX: well now I'm just going to have to stop being nice

Farid: I have friends.

Farid: June is my friend.

Farid: And I met this girl. She's cool.

Farid: Wait I don't have to prove shit to you.

Farid: I'm so fucking scared of you.

Farid: When have you won a fight with me Pax?

Farid: That's right, never.

Farid: I stabbed him.

Farid: He screamed like a bitch. Cried too.

Farid: Meet me and show me what you got.

Farid: Don't hold anything back little bitch.

[faridsamaha-blog]

princedeantf:

“oh yeah? why is that?” he asked curiously.

"I lost someone special that made it lose it’s magic. I’m going to try to celebrate it this year though. I have to move on.”

[faridsamaha-blog]

princedeantf:

he smiled “thanks,” he chuckled “i just kind of messed my hair and then put them on.”

“They’re cool. I don’t celebrate Christmas anymore. I celebrated it for one year and stopped.”

[faridsamaha-blog]

@Zeff & Hadie + random numbers // open to anybody

PaX: why do people keep asking that

PaX: Who are you? Oh. ew. yeah, I don't want to text you. fuck off.

Pax: hey farid. guess what I want for Christmas! someone to hit you with a house. oh, or turn you into a molerat. You'd make a g reat molerat.

PaX: you don't get to say that. bastard. leave my hadie and zeff alone or I'll do something. And I look amazing. you look like the inside of a garbage disposal.

Farid: Did your stupid Zeffer come crying to you when I stabbed him?

Farid: It was fun to hear him scream.

Farid: Haven't seen your little bitch Hadie.

Farid: Probably too much of a coward to face me.

[faridsamaha-blog]

princedeantf:

‘yeah, looks not too bad,” he smiled a bit.

“Thanks man. Your antlers are pretty cool.”

[faridsamaha-blog]

@Zeff & Hadie + random numbers // open to anybody

PaX: highly disappointed in this spirit week nonsense.

PaX: Plus you both look like that half the time when you wake up. I KNoow, I have seen it!

PaX: Should'a dyed it pink so I could laugh.

PaX: am going to pretend like I don't know either ofyou now. You and yer spirit week. WOE. I have been betraaaayed

PaX: and don't say it. I am not dramatic. So there.

FARID: You fucking idiot look who you texted.

Farid: Are you fucking drunk?

Farid: I saw how fucking stupid they both look.

Farid: I bet you look just as fucking stupid.

[faridsamaha-blog]

“I don’t have a lot of hair. So I had it dyed and did a tiny mohawk thing. What do you think?”

[imaginepepper]

faridsamaha:

“Yesterday was mine and my late husband’s three year anniversary, second without him. I miss him more than anything he was my world.” He shows her his ring.

Pepper’s eyes widened and she couldn’t help but frown considerably. “Oh damn, I’m sorry to hear that,” she said as she looked at his ring. “I can understand the need for all the alcohol then. What was he like–your husband?”

[faridsamaha-blog]

He smiles thinking about him. "Oh he was the greatest. We grew up together. I was a tad older. He was the only thing good in my life. He was the social one. He loves animals. I bought him a boxer. She's two she's at home. He was the best. He was so caring and gentle. We ran away from home at a young age and lived together. He was my only love. I don't know how to be with anyone else