Hathaway.

Elliot Hathaway | 35 | Hathafam. Madness & Genius.

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[hathawayelliot]

veronika--auditore:

“At 20 weeks your baby is the size of a banana…”

Okay, that’s weird. Of all things to use for size comparison, why a banana? 

Because, Ms. Auditore, at twenty weeks, your baby is the size of a banana.

[hathawayelliot]

virginiaxbluth:

Do you always make a habit of walking into strangers apartments?

How else am I supposed to make friends?

[hathawayelliot]

Text | Elliot

Ethan: Honestly, Elliot, just stop by. It won't take long.

Elliot: Fine. I'll be there in two and a half hours.

[hathawayelliot]

Text | Elliot

Ethan: Do you have time to meet me?

Elliot: I need more details before I can commit to that.

[hathawayelliot]

ohjihyesus:

Protip: don’t listen to the radio today. Who knew that a dead guy not being dead was all you can talk about today. Somebody didn’t do a very good job, get a slap on the wrist oh no.

I didn’t know people still listened to the radio.

[hathawayelliot]

notesfromgray:

Reading at a table in the far corner of a Starbucks, Katrina was reading the paper, surrounded by a files and her laptop. Mumbling under her breath taking in the news of Aleksandr’s big comeback. 

Though her face was unfamiliar, Elliot had no qualms about joining the woman at the table she had seemingly turned into a work station, smoothie in hand.

“There’s nowhere else to sit,” he stated the absolute obvious, before taking a long drink. His eyes focused on the front of the newspaper she held in her hands. “The people are crazy. It seems unfair to blame a city that would, without them, be otherwise pleasant.”

[hathawayelliot]

honor-hathaway:

Can we just move onto something else now, I’m already bored of hearing about the rising dead. 

Nobody has risen from the dead, Honor. He never died. That’s the point.

[hathawayelliot]

Elliot Hathaway attends the Christmas Wishes Charity Gala. I would imagine, with those exact facial expressions--December 19th, 2017. Wearing: It’s cold outside, bitch. Escorted by: That guy who used to hang around with Morse.

[hathawayelliot]

charlie-hathaway:

Naturally, Ethan can’t be unbiased.  At work, it’s a bit biased, I think. 

I don’t hold his very, very many shortcomings against him. What kind of son would I be if I didn’t leave that particular joy to Vivienne? Also, bias no longer sounds like a real word.

[hathawayelliot]

charlie-hathaway:

But are you really my brother?  I think referring to you as ‘people’ shows my ability to remain objective and unbiased.

I don’t think acknowledging me as a sibling is supposed to be personal bias. Someone needs to tell Ethan.

[hathawayelliot]

charlie-hathaway:

The people who come into Vixen thinking we have holiday specials or a buffet…what planet were you raised on?  And why can’t you go back?

You’ve got to stop referring to me as ‘people.’ I’m your brother.

[hathawayelliot]

adrienne-stclair:

Elliot I was wondering if you had moved to a monastery in Nepal.

The thought has entered my mind. Yet, alas, I am here, unsure of which outcome would have been more tragic.

[hathawayelliot]

charlie-hathaway:

I thought I saw a surly face on my way in.  How about you try smiling?  Sometimes it makes it easier to pretend.

When I have reason to smile, I will smile. Let’s not devalue the act with false pleasantries. 

[hathawayelliot]

honor-hathaway:

Hey they’ve got to blend in somehow, plus Elliot there is only like two main pieces that are white. Anyway what are you doing here? Surely this is a far to modern scene for you to actually be in seen in? I thought you’d be much happier sat at home, smoking a pipe, whilst wearing a robe and tartan slippers. 

Tartan doesn’t really suit me. I came because I was curious to see what you’ve made. And also because I heard there was going to be cocktails. Montmartre stocks a rather nice vermouth I can’t seem to find anywhere else.

[hathawayelliot]

It’s really hard not to be in my element at an event like this... 

[hathawayelliot]

honor-hathaway:

Thank you all for coming, I must say that everyone looks stunning tonight. Please feel free to enjoy the complementary cocktails bar, and i hope you enjoy your night as well as the show later on.   

So much white. By winter collection, you mean camouflage optimized for snow? Well-dressed Christmas criminals will love you.