A STARMAN waiting in the sky.

Independent Elliott 'Starchild' Gilbert from Glee. Semi-Selective. Please read Rules & About before interacting. Penned By Dorian. Est. April 2016.

[dicodwell]

“ you put on a pretty decent show. ”  saraya gives a friendly smirk pausing from handing out flyers to address the night’s headline act.  “ luckily - so do i. ”  one hand thrusts out towards him, the paper reading in bold black letters, ‘ PAIGE KNIGHT VS. THE RAPTOR - ONE FREE DRINK ON ENTRY’. 

          “ you should come along. reckon it’d be a good night out for ya. and maybe your band too if they fancy it. ”

@gonnabiteya​ 

[gonnabiteya]

Wrestling was hardly Elliott’s thing - he didn’t get it, and he was more of a car-park fist fight sort - but she was hot, and if he knew Danny, right up her street. 

“Actually, she is. And she’s a massive fuckin’ lesbian, so you might actually be in luck - her names Danny.” He shoved the flyer on his pocket, haphazardly folded to make it fit in the tight pants, before giving her a grin. 

“What’s your name, kid?” 

[dicodwell]

“ you put on a pretty decent show. ”  saraya gives a friendly smirk pausing from handing out flyers to address the night’s headline act.  “ luckily - so do i. ”  one hand thrusts out towards him, the paper reading in bold black letters, ‘ PAIGE KNIGHT VS. THE RAPTOR - ONE FREE DRINK ON ENTRY’. 

          “ you should come along. reckon it’d be a good night out for ya. and maybe your band too if they fancy it. ”

@gonnabiteya​ 

[gonnabiteya]

“If you’re handin’ out that shit for another bands show, I’m gonna be mad.” 

It’s a joke mostly as Elliott takes the flyer, scanning the page for a moment before giving her a cocky smile and folding the paper haphazardly, shoving it into the pocket of his slightly too tight jeans. 

“’Specially since you only called us decent, that’s a fuckin’ understatement, we were GREAT.” 

[gonnabiteya]

// You cannot convince me Elliott wasn’t flirting with the guitar guy when he asked if he knew ‘I believe in a thing called love’. //

[lordcarlisle]

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“Do you know anyone who would like a puppy?” Harry said, raising his eyebrows slightly as he looked at the other man. “Only my sister’s dog’s had a litter and they really can’t seem to get rid of them down there. Thought I might ask a bit around here?” He sank down into the opposite chair.

“You like dogs, don’t you?”

[gonnabiteya]

“Alright, I guess. Struggling with University, but who isn’t? You guys grade weird over here, I thought a semester in England would be easy.” He didn’t expect Harry to relate - he seemed like the kind of man who waltzed through with A grades - but it was nice to get it off his chest. 

“Hows the police stuff going? Got any weird cases yet or just a load of drunk people causin’ fights?” 

[lordcarlisle]

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“Do you know anyone who would like a puppy?” Harry said, raising his eyebrows slightly as he looked at the other man. “Only my sister’s dog’s had a litter and they really can’t seem to get rid of them down there. Thought I might ask a bit around here?” He sank down into the opposite chair.

“You like dogs, don’t you?”

[gonnabiteya]

“Love ‘em, but I’ve got a pretty strict no pets policy with my landlord. Along with no painting the walls or, you know, anything fun.” Elliott’s chin moved to his palm as he watched Harry sit, flashing him a cheerful grin. 

“Have you tried like, Craigslist or whatever it is you Brits use? There’s got to be somebody lookin’ for a little ball of love around here somewhere. Or fliers in the mall maybe?”

[starrymused]

@gonnabiteya

“You’ve got a great sound there.” Thorn hadn’t meant to listen in on the rehearsal of the other performer, but she couldn’t resist as she passed by. She could appreciate other musicians and genres even when they differed from her style. “You mind if I stick around for a bit?”

[gonnabiteya]

The Hex Girls...Why did that ring a bell? 

After a moment of silence, Elliott clicked his fingers, pointing at Thorn with a newfound recognition. 

“Right! You guys played on Halloween near here, right? Cool light effects, goth eco stuff? I saw it - you’re real good, great stage presence.” And a killer voice to boot. Even if they were stepping on his ‘Glitter Rock Vampire’ style.

At least he could have a style now he had ditched Pamela Lansbury. 

“I’m Starchild - but you can just call me Elliott. Or Eli, whatever.” He moved his guitar far more carefully than his bag, placing it at his side and resting it on his open notebook. “Elliott Gilbert just doesn’t really scream rock’n’roll, ya know?”

[starrymused]

@gonnabiteya

“You’ve got a great sound there.” Thorn hadn’t meant to listen in on the rehearsal of the other performer, but she couldn’t resist as she passed by. She could appreciate other musicians and genres even when they differed from her style. “You mind if I stick around for a bit?”

[gonnabiteya]

“Hm? Oh, thanks.” Elliott’s guitar held most of his attention until he looked up, eyes flicking over Thorn for a moment before giving her a grin. Now THAT as an aesthetic he could get behind. 

“Yeah, sure thing Doll - Knock yourself out.” His bag was taken off the spare seat and dumped unceremoniously on the floor to make room, kicking it under the table with his boot. Eyes lingered on her as she sat, Elliott’s head tilting to the side as he watched.

“...Have we met? You look kinda familiar.” 

[gleeincorrectquotes]

Elliot : I’m gonna start a band specifically to start a romance within that band that then ruins the band.

Kurt : Why?

Elliot : Feel like I’m hot enough to pull it off.

[gonnabiteya]

Blackout Tuesday.  All Lives cannot matter until Black Lives matter.

[angstmemes]

heatwave starter sentences

“I can’t bear this heat anymore.” “I’m melting. I’m actually melting.” “What? You said ‘get me something cold’. You never implied I couldn’t throw it over you.” “Don’t be a pussy, it’s just a bit of warm weather.” “We’re going to the beach. Now.” “Yes, I’m naked and no I’m not ashamed.” “Is it socially acceptable to go out in nothing but a wet towel?” “Wow, you look even worse than I feel.” “Just how many popsicles have you had already?” *runs ice cube along the back of your neck* *throws you into the pool, whether you want it or not* “If you’re that hot, then why don’t you take something off?” “No, no, no… not now. It’s way too warm for sex.” “I’m sweating in places I didn’t even know existed.” “I went out for ten minutes. Ten minutes! Look at me, I’m basically fried.” “That looks like a nasty sunburn…” “You’re not going out there before I’m lathered you in sun cream.” “I can’t get up… Can you get up? I can’t… I can’t get up.” “You’re such a stick in the mud! Everyone’s out enjoying the weather and you’re sitting inside complaining about it.” “Another shower?” “Please kill me now. This is unbearable.” “Let’s break into that office block. I’m sure they have air conditioning.” “I know! Let’s have a water balloon fight.” *sprays you with a water pistol* *blows cold air into your neck* “I can think of some more things to do with ice cubes…” “This is the perfect timing for an ice bucket challenge.” “I can’t sleep in this heat.” “I might as well sleep in the bathtub and it would be less wet.” “I need refuge, my airco broke.” “Your neighbours have a swimming pool, right? Let’s sneak in tonight.” “I’m going to book a holiday to Alaska. Now.” “I shouldn’t have stayed out so long… I think I have a heatstroke.” “Is that a rain cloud? Is that a mother fucking rain cloud?!” “Did you feel that? It was a breeze. We are blessed.” “Even my cat wanted to take a shower.” “Don’t smell me. There’s no deodorant that can mask this.” *throws water balloon straight at your face* “I take it back, summer is not my favourite season at all.” “I made an ice water bath, specially for you.” “If only it was always this nice and warm.” “I feel lazy and it’s great.” “Let’s go to the supermarket again and take a very long time staring at the frozen vegetables.”

[gonnabiteya]

“Okay, but hear me out - what if we sang Suddenly Seymour instead?” 

[gonnabiteya]

Elliott: "-And this is my sister Mo."

Anyone: "I didn't know you had a sister."

Elliott: "I don't." *Throws closest thing at Mo's head*

[gonnabiteya]

if el ever did one of those "try not to" challenges, would he ace it? like a try not to sing or dance challenge? ;P

// It depends on the challenge - a try not to sing he would ace, and probably a try not to dance too. But those ones where you watch musicians mess up or something and can’t flinch? Oh, he FAILS those ones so hard. //

[gonnabiteya]

In his defence, Elliott would have acted similarly with MOST people in the circle - he always had been more team go hard than go home, and a chance to show off was something he would always take. 

But it’s with one hand tangled in Billy’s hair, teeth biting at the exploring tongue, Elliott comes to the quick realisation he REALLY liked that. Like, way more than normal with other people. 

“And THAT is how we do it up in New Jersey.” There’s a playful lilt to his voice as he speaks, relishing in the laughter his comment gets - but eyes don’t leave Billy, watching him cautiously for a few moments. Checking he hadn’t crossed an invisible line. 

“Your turn to spin it Billy.” 

[aptrathe]

✧ —— OPEN.

                She’s no stranger to sleepovers and slumber parties, by any means—nor, especially, the games and rituals that come with them.  This one in particular is a staple, almost always present no matter the night’s host.  Jane sits on her knees, hugging her pillow to the ribboned chest of her nightgown, nodding toward the person across from her.

                “ Alright, it’s your turn !  Truth or dare ? ”

[gonnabiteya]

Elliott didn’t belong here. 

It was evident enough given he was sitting in the girl's dorm, surrounded by...Well, proper Auradon kids, but he would be lying if he said he wasn’t enjoying himself just a little. 

“Dare - let's show you lot how it’s REALLY done.” Hands rest in his lap as Elliott teases Jane, giving her a playful smile to make sure he meant no harm.

[gonnabiteya]

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Elliott had dragged Billy along to the house party on a whim more than anything: Arthur and his flat always threw great ones, and the more the merrier, right? So there they sat in a circle of friends and strangers, spinning one of the many empty bottles. 

And of course Billy’s first spin - the first of the game in fact, as the residential newbie - had landed on Elliott.                                 Of FUCKING course. 

As Billy leans forward and gives him a tiny peck on the lips, barely even a brush, Elliott decides to take the opportunity to show him how they really played this game. 

One hand buries in Billy’s hair and yanks him back, crashing his mouth against his. It’s dirty and performative, tongue forcing its way into his mouth and breathing heavy through his nose, but it’s how they always played. 

Go big or go home, right? 

He doesn’t stop until he feels like he’s all but violated Billy’s mouth and made him desperate for air, pulling back and wiping the saliva off his own lips with a smug smirk. 

“My turn’ta spin.”

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