–&. ADONIS

          "so you will r o t in the ground, and so you say,                            what the hell? who cares? but you care, and somehow, you don’t want to live just one life."            ( nathaniel matheson, 23, bartender, ex slytherin. )                       &&. not dating gisèle rousseau-parkinson.

[voxetindignatios]

@fullblownlegend

❝Kill your brother, you’ll feel better.❞

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“Savage. Tempting, but savage. Are you speaking from experience?”

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orcge:

@fullblownlegend

❝Make it a stiff one, buster, and make it snappy.❞

“Darling, we’ve talked about this. If you want it stiff and snappy then your panties and trousers need to be on the floor, not on you.”

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@chaserrose

❝Are you trying to seduce me?❞

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“So this guy stumbles into my bar, it’s like 2am right and that guy who’s running for minister of magic, Carlos Garcia -- the dude who’s all traditional and about ‘preserving the magical community’ and anti this whole shattering the statue of secrecy thing, personally he sounds a bit sketchy but anyway -- he’d just been on the radio talking about politics and all that. So this guy comes in, drunk as anything, waving some banner like “GARCIA FOR MINISTER” and “PROTECT YOUR MAGIC”. We ended up having to kick him out. Wild.”

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opulcntia:

“No. Not really. Yes. Oh, yes, as long as your heart can be trusted to tell you the truth and isn’t biased in any way.”

“My heart never lies, I can assure you it speaks nothing but the truth. Completely, utterly, without fail my heart, the thing that sustains my life force, is objective. Why ever would it not be?”

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orcge:

“Oh, I’m not helping. It’s too amusing to watch you cringe before Midget Greengrass, it would be cheating to be on your side. But you could bribe her into a hint. Because you can either wallow in fear all your life, or you can let your guard drop and wake up with no toenails. It’s amazing. I love it. And I like how the implication is that I’m terrifying? Thanks, Matheson.” Sprawled across his lap as she was, Gisèle reached out easily and flicked the tip of his nose, nose scrunched in distaste. “Nope. I didn’t say that. Mildly sexy, maybe, but the ego sort of compensates, to be honest. What is the point of sharing you when you’re mine, though? That’s like offering to share my bra when it isn’t going to fit anybody else like it fits me. Also, you do know you can just admit I am hot. I already know it, but I’m not saying no to you repeating it. In detail. With favours.”

“Savage. Actually just savage. If I die, who are you going to use as a chair all the time? Who’s going to give you the best orgasms you’ve ever had? Really, it’s self preservation to be on my side. I feel like if I tried to bribe Greengrass I’d end up scattered all over the ocean never to be seen again. Is there even anything that can sway her? She’s like a bloody ice queen. You are terrifying, just not to me because I’ve seen you purr like a kitten for me.” Nate pouted as she flicked his nose, reaching out to grab her hand before she could do it again. He didn’t let it go. “So, you’re telling me that you, a vain, selfish princess, settled for something less than the sexiest man possible? I don’t believe you’d claim me if I didn’t meet your impossible standards of sexiness -- unless I am the standard. I have no qualms about admitting I have a ridiculously hot girl situated in my lap. The opposite is true, actually.  Ah, normally I would be more than happy to provide favours alas you banned yourself from sex with me for minimum two weeks, and who would I be if I encouraged my girl to fail at her goals?”

[voxetindignatios]

“Aw, intimidating is nicest thing anyone’s ever called me. But listen, nobody wants to flirt with a god, buddy. Pretty much everyone who tries ends up wildlife, whereas gods lose their shit over pretty mortals on a regular basis. So I’m not sure where you’re going with this Adonis business.”

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“True, but I am not most gods and turning people who flirt with me into wildlife defeats the point of flirting? Unless you’re into beastality, then I suppose it makes it hotter. I like to consider myself a god with standards -- I mean, case in point, I’m not losing my shit over you. Besides, look at that tip jar there? That’s where I’m going with ‘this Adonis business’.”

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chaserrose:

“I think your overconfidence is just what anyone would need to beat you. You’re just showing me your hand, Matheson, your paper cut riddled hands. What other weaknesses can I flush out from this conversation? Shite, I should’ve messed up your hair while we were still in school. Then I could’ve really kicked your arse.” Rose rolled her eyes. “As if anyone could actually find my broom. It’s nice and safe, and away from people like you that might be intent on revenge. Only an idiot Quidditch player would just have their brooms laying around. Do you know how many people would enjoy seeing me fall from the sky? A fair few, some of them perhaps even my own family. Well, that’s a lie, but it makes me sound far more dangerous and edgy than I actually am.”

“What if my overconfidence is simply a ploy to fool you into believing it was my weakness, so you wouldn’t discover my true ones? I could be showing you a fake hand. Never take anything at face value, kid. Life lessons from the one and only Nathaniel Matheson -- I won’t charge you this time, don’t worry. First time’s free. Never underestimate a determined person’s ability to succeed. You may think your broom is well hidden, but I bet if someone wanted it desperately enough they could find it. Anyway. You missed the point. The point was, just because there’s an opportunity to do something, a very inviting opportunity, doesn’t mean you should take it. Unless, of course, it’s an opportunity to tell me how handsome I am. Never pass that up.”

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chaserrose:

“You know, I might actually give you the paper cut thing. Those are rather horrible. You get one of those and your next few days are completely ruined. But, a little magic or a band-aid and you should fix those up nice and quick.” Rose reflected deeply on the pain endured in the past by paper cuts. She very soon decided she would rather have a cracked rib than a paper cut. They were foes to all. “Just because you’ve got a six pack doesn’t mean you can beat me. I’m smaller and more agile, that’s why when you were hitting bloody bludgers at me I was able to dodge most of them–that has got to be the worst joke I’ve heard in the past three hours, and for that, I’m absolutely impressed.” Her light red hair moved with her head in approval. “You’re still caught up about the hair thing? You talk about your hair enough and someone is bound to want to mess it up. You’re making yourself an easy target.”

“I knew you’d come around and see the light eventually. Paper cuts are the hidden devils of the world. Fair, although while you might not be the easiest opponent in the world I still think I could beat you if I had to.” Nate grinned. “Jokes, alongside my beauty, are my god given gifts. I impressed you? Amazing. I never knew I needed your stamp of approval before now. What do you mean still caught up? You committed the gravest offence, I have every right to be bitter. By that logic, you talk about Quidditch so much you’re just asking for someone to mess with your broom.”

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cxgedbcrd:

“Your arse is abysmal at most; don’t cry over that revelation.”

“Crying requires caring, and why would I care about an opinion that is simply so untrue?”

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chaserrose:

“Name the last injury you endured. Did you chip a nail? Or maybe a clump of your hair fell out? You’re talking about something that was five years ago. You’ve gotten soft, Matheson, absolutely bloody soft. And it’s not my fault that the only thing you can insult is my hair and my height. I’ve got a long list of insults I could crack up should the occasion call for it.”

“Worse. I got a paper cut from handing the customer their receipt. Very dangerous, I tell you. Maybe so, but that doesn’t make me soft. I’m an  expert in hand to hand combat. I can’t hear you over the sound of my absolutely not bloody soft six pack. Gisèle can confirm. Oi, when did I ever insult your hair? You insulted mine, but I’m the bigger man here and took the high road and didn’t insult yours. I didn’t even touch yours.”

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@inkstainedblonde

❝But you have heard of me.❞

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thineownself:

Frequenting a bar was not high on Brent’s list of things-to-do. But he didn’t have Beau that evening and while he was far from a socialite, he knew that there were benefits to mingling with others on occasion. “Not many care for the taste and compare it to be akin to cough syrup.” It was high in alcohol volume yet Brent only felt a slight burn as a swig poured down his throat. “I work in education and was offered a position to teach Magical Theory once upon a time. So, yes, you could say that I have a vested interest in such matters. As I feel that we all should. But I am well aware that most of my opinions are not mainstream and most, as you would say, prefer to give no fucks.”

“That’s fair enough. Tragic, really. They’re missing out then, eh? All the more for us.” Truthfully Nate didn’t have the soju anywhere near as much as his words implied. In fact, this particular drink was one he barely drank at all. It was good customer service to build some sort of rapport with his customers, though, and he figured this seemed like a good way to go about it. Nate flashed Brent an amused grin as the elder man finished speaking. “That sounds like quite a prestigious and important position, did you take it? Ah, well, not everyone is equipped for philosophical discussions. Not everyone is wired that way, and not everyone is good at looking at the bigger picture and deconstructing a system to find ways to fix it. Like me, I’m just a simple bartender, what would I know about philosophy and education and magical theory?”

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chaserrose:

“Excuse you, I’m a professional athlete, and you work in a bloody bar. I think your problem is that you seriously underestimate your opponent. And I’m not a midget, you’ve just got Giant genes in you, which means you’re the freak here, not me.”

“Excuse you. Bartending is a very strenuous activity I’ll have you know. Besides, I could have been a professional athlete if I wanted to. I just didn’t. I was a beater all through school, you know. Also, just so you know, just because I’m not a professional athlete doesn’t mean I’m not one. Nah, I can see you’re pretty strong and maybe a good opponent for some but I’d squash you in five minutes flat. I called you a midget, not a freak. You short people get scary when you get called things like that.”

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orcge:

“I’ll come sling them over your shoulders the minute they do, but they’re surviving just fine for now. Can go on for eons, probably. She hasn’t killed you yet, though. I’m not sure why, but it’s the thought that counts, so maybe we’re really safe. Or she’s bidding her time and will lop an appendage off you in your sleep. Either way, of course you look fantastic in paint. It’s my art, how could it be anything but? That’s because intelligence in general is attractive but intelligence in a nice body is just about the sexiest thing possible. And I do, but that’s mostly because it’s mine. Nobody else gets to know you’ve got a calculator head, it’s hilarious.”

“I can be patient, you’ll come begging back to me soon enough.” Nate shuddered at the mention of Ada and his imminent death. He was well aware of her thoughts on he and Gisèle shagging in her kitchen. “Is anyone safe when it comes to Greengrass? This is probably part of her plan. Lure me into a false sense of security before she attacks, or maybe she’s never going to do anything and I’ll destroy myself wallowing in fear. You never know. Does anyone know how her mind works? She’s terrifying. No wonder she’s your best friend. So I’m the sexiest thing possible? I knew it. There is a reason I was called Adonis and a gift of God. I see someone was never taught the value of sharing, though not going to lie that’s surprisingly hot.”

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chaserrose:

“Oh, I sould be horribly upset if you touched my hair. Incredibly offended. I might even have to beat you up if you did that. And I’m fairly certain I could.” She had a large challenging smile on her face as she enjoyed the destruction that she had caused. A simple hand in hair, and the world went mad.

“You are a midget, I would you pinned in under a minute,” Nate said, not taking Rose’s challenge seriously. Despite his bitterness over his hair, there was some amusement in his voice as he smirked down at Rose.