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lysander hawthorne "You have killer legs. I'd love to photograph them" photographer "I'm the king of everything and oh, my tongue is a weapon." the idle rich closed rp blog for differentliferp

[oflloyalties]

Hannah opened her mouth to raise another joke argument but ended up nodding in defeat. “Okay. You win this round. Don’t go getting used to it though.” She had started showing up less at his and Fallon’s place during the last week or two. It was a precaution of sorts. Even if she wouldn’t quite have the words to explain her reasoning if asked. The blonde always had an excuse at the ready regardless. This meeting had been purely coincidental and she had missed him. For a little while he made her forget about how strange her life had been during the last couple of years. She laughed as he spun her around and kept her hand in his. “So have I missed anything important during my absence? Or is this one of those days where we ignore the outside world. Because I’m okay with either.”

[lysanderhawthorne]

Lysander gave her a grin, letting himself be smug at the fact she said that he won that round just for a moment. "Are you saying that in the future I won't win??" he said quizzical. It had been too long since he had seen her, too long since he had anything genuine to laugh about. When she asked what she missed, his mind automatically went to waking up surrounded in his own blood. Perhaps it was better to not worry her in that case. Or seem crazy if he started talking about vampires. "Hmm I think we should ignore the outside world today." he nodded sagely, as if he was deciding something important. "If anyone asks today, you're Rita and I'm Pablo." He joked, looking over at her with an amused grin. He didn't drop her hand as they walked, preferring to keep hold of it.

[hvnterfreya-blog]

"Yes, dumbass. It’s called complusion, they can compel you to do anything like forgetting.” she stated, playfully smacking him on his arm. “You live with a hunter and you seriously don’t know this?” Freya asked, with a rose eyebrow. Her eyes widened at the wound, “Did you tell Ava about this? God, that’s awful.”

[lysanderhawthorne]

“What can I say, I don't generally listen closely when people talk.” he said, looking at her with a smirk on his face. “So is there something that stops compulsion then? Some guard against it?” he asked, raising an eyebrow in her direction. "I didn't tell Ava about this no." 

[lysanderhawthorne]

Lysander reached for her delicately, being soft with her as he pulled her in for a hug. He looked down at her with worry etched onto his face. "You have me." he said, knowing that probably wasn't much of a consolation. People tended to not want to be his friend for a variety of reasons, but he thought that the friendship that was forming with Hannah was different. She was able to make him genuinely laugh and get off his high horse for enough time so he could actually have fun. "As much as I'm not the friend that you probably want. I do care about you." Lysander was fucked up, but not so much that he couldn't at least care about people. As much as people assumed that all he did was be careless and cold at all times.

[oflloyalties]

( @lysanderhawthorne )

she had been so careful about blending in. merlin, she had done everything in her power to pretend to be normal in this bloody city with its self-absorbed citizens that lived in a world of ignorance. only to be brought down by a case of mistaken identity. so many thoughts ran through her mind as she laid in her hospital bed.           constant vigilance. professor moody would have been disappointed to see the blonde hadn’t had her wand readily available when the fandom hunter had been attacked. he’d been sadistic. wanting to see her suffer before actually killing her. and all the while he’d been after caroline. the man had said as much. he’d told her about the way the blade had been coated with vervain to burn her porcelain skin and the wooden bullets. she had fought of course. tooth and nail she had fought. the witch didn’t know how much time had passed before she managed to actually best him for what could’ve been no more than a minute when she’d been able to scramble to her wand tucked away in her purse and stop him in his tracks. bleeding and bruised as she was, she hadn’t cried as she wiped his memory clean. 

hannah had wandered out onto the streets with a hand clutched to her side to stop the bleeding when she had collapsed. when she had regained consciousness she’d found herself in a hospital bed surrounded by the incessant beeping of the machines around her. finding herself alone (when wasn’t she alone?) she finally felt her walls begin to crumble and started to cry.

[lysanderhawthorne]

Lysander was at his penthouse suite when he got the call from the hospital. Since his night with Fallon and her swift exit, he had taken to spending more time there and less around the apartment. He'd taken to doing more brooding than usual and the feelings of being done with the games that he had before hadn't changed much at all. He had been broken out of his brooding by his phone, originally he was surprised that anyone would put him as an emergency contact. But upon finding out that Hannah was hurt, he was in the elevator on the way down to go to the hospital before he had even gotten off the phone to the woman. "Just make sure she's comfortable. Transfer her to a private room and no I don't care about the expense. I'll be there soon. " Came his reply before he got off the phone. It took little time to get to the hospital or even to find his way to the room they had her in. He walked in quietly, trying not to disturb her in case she was sleeping. But instead he saw her on the bed crying her eyes out. He crossed the room, taking her hand in his lightly, careful not to disturb any tubing. "Hey. I'm here." he said softly, lightly rubbing the back of her hand with his fingers.

[fcllon]

@lysanderhawthorne

    slender fingers wrapped around the front door handle before walking through the archway, having it been almost three in the morning she tried to be quiet. something not normally done; by now fallon would be tossing a glass towards the fireplace in a fit of agitation and hurt. not caring whether or not the roommates or their possible guests would be disturbed. but now, in this moment, there was nothing but numbness that filled through her entire system down to the piercing feeling in her bones. heels clicked against the floor as she mindlessly headed in no particular direction, letting gut feelings and what was left of the emotions take complete control at this point. having already cried the majority of them out for nearly an hour - or had it been more. at this point, it had been hard to keep track and it was not as though the amount of time was much of a thought. before realizing it, hands had been pushing open one of the doors that had led to lysander’s room; peering in at dim lights and making sure he had been alone. maybe this is what had been sought, comfort. a treacherous form of comfort. and there he had been on the bed with multiple photographs sprawled out across the bed fully knowing what they were of. this is where she would have slammed the door to gain attention and make a snarky comment about his latest conquests. instead, she shut it ever so quietly and headed towards a person to whom she thought was either dozing off or had fallen asleep. at least from the appearance of things, however, her mind space was not in the correct place, he could still be awake. heading towards the other at a slow pace it had not taken long before reaching the bed and placing her hands on the edge, lifting herself up and placing herself in a straddle position on top of him. it was in this moment the dim lighting was a blessing due to the red eye’s that filled the entirety of normally cold, blue eyes; now filled with a form of desperation, a need. small amounts of kisses were placed carefully on the side of his neck that had not been wounded, slowly leading to his cheek. hesitation grew slightly before firmly pressing her lips against his and then pulling back ever so slightly in order to see if there was an expression of any kind.

[lysanderhawthorne]

     It was just another night, filled with the laughs of insipid Manhattan socialites. Of girls slipping him their numbers and him discarding said numbers in the nearest wastepaper basket. In the end he had left the party early and without anyone on his arm, seeking the solitude of his room and writing in his journal. He wasn't exactly sure what was changing for him currently but he had started to tire of the life he was currently leading. Intially all the partying and the games he was playing with Fallon were entertaining. Plus even if he would never admit it aloud, he had been at a stage where would pretty much do anything to keep Fallon's attention on him. This was partly what kept leading to him doing things to spite her when he didn't get his way. Such as seducing the people she was sleeping with or try to seduce anyone that she seemed to show real care for. He was starting to get to the point where he was wondering if he was better off just stopping the games all together. He was half dozing when she entered his room, the low light in his room only allowing him to just make out if was her. When she straddled him and kissed him, he was both surprised and ultimately convinced that she must feel the same about the games they had been playing about the games. His eyes looked up at her with wonder, his hand lightly carding through her blonde locks.  "Fallon. I..." Her name from his lips was almost completely laced with reverence. It was a moment later that he met her lips with another kiss, a longer more languid kiss that he channeled all of his confused feelings and desire into. It was a moment later that he flipped her onto her back, kissing her with more fervor than before. It was at the point where he hadn’t expected this to ever happen, but here she was surprising him again and seemingly giving up on the game too. Sex with Fallon wasn't as he had expected, but the reality was even better than he expected it to be. But it was about much more than just the sex to him, of course it was. He had feelings for her and it was a fact that was used against him more than it wasn't. A while after she entered his room, when they were both sated, he fell asleep with his arms wrapped around her, the happiest he had been in a long time and unaware of any turmoil on her part.

[wickcdwitch]

“that’s too bad.” avalon smirked, making her way further into the room “i don’t see any CHILDREN around here, do you?” 

[lysanderhawthorne]

"That's true." he conceded, watching her making her way into the room. "Well I guess that means that we have free reign to do whatever we want then."

[hvnterfreya-blog]

"That’s sadly true, I mean I barely make minimum wage at the bar, couldn’t you bleach the blood out?” she asked, chuckling a little. Her eyes widened as she saw the gauze “who bit you?” Freya rose a brow, taking him into the back. “How bad is it?” she asked, showing more interest in her voice then concern.

[lysanderhawthorne]

"I figured, I've heard the service industry pays poorly." Not that he would know about not having money. "Nah, it's not that kind of rug." he said, amused at the prospect of telling Fallon that she should bleach the blood out. It was more than a little hilarious. "See, the thing is I don't remember. Is that some kind of vampire thing too?" he asked her, shrugging before he showed her the now slightly healing wound. "I woke up in my own blood and having no memory of this."

[oflloyalties]

“A werewolf? Nah. Werewolves are hotter than vampires and I don’t think you’re quite there. Sorry to break it to you, Prince Charming.” She held back a laugh and attempted to keep a straight face as she said it. Not that she’d met that many vampires or werewolves for that matter. To him they were all fiction; as imaginary as she was supposed to be. “I was joking. I can buy my own ice cream like a big girl. Sparklers and everything,” she finished with a hushed whisper.

[lysanderhawthorne]

"Okay, first off rude Hannah. Secondly, I'm plenty hot enough to be a werewolf. Do I need to take my shirt off to prove it?" Lysander joked, raising an eyebrow in her direction. "Though I have already swept you off your feet at least once today." He referred back to the fact that he had fallen not ten minutes prior to this. He had been starting to think about vampires more lately though, putting pieces of everything together in his mind. "Nah. It's my treat." he insisted, taking her by the hand and spinning her around.

[optxmiist]

“i have no IDEA what you’re talking about.”

[lysanderhawthorne]

“Okay so I’m guessing you thought I was some guy named Stefan? Apparently I look like him, but I’m way worse.”

[ncmine]

✎ ☄ —— “ oh, “ she breathed, a smile hinting its way at her features, “ i don’t think i’m going to become a well known artist. but i appreciate the enthusiasm. “ taking the picture, she examined it with a satisfied smile, before carefully putting it in her bag. “ your photography is wonderful, by the way. “

[lysanderhawthorne]

“Plenty of well known people in the art world come by here. You never know, they might see it and love it." he said with a nod of his head. He really did know a lot of people in that kind of area. "Thanks." he said, nodded his head in her direction. Photography really was a passion of his, even though sometimes people didn’t believe him.

[maximcffism-deactivated20161114]

“Okay. Okay,” Wendy laughed a little, doing her ebst to act more natural now in front of the camera. “It is just, I have no idea about proper posing and whatnot, and - wait! Really?!?! And what exactly is going to make you so sure about that?”

[lysanderhawthorne]

“You’re doing fine.” he replied, taking a few pictures of her as he spoke. There was something about her look that he was sure would interest some of the designers he worked with. Kind of innocent and wholesome. “Technically I own the hotel I’m talking about.”

[nctabrat]

“finally, he learns my name.” rebekah sighed, taking the box from him “i’m sure i could find something to do with it.”

[lysanderhawthorne]

“What can I say? Sometimes I need the lesson a couple of times before it sticks." he said self deprecatingly. “And if I screw it up again, there's a matching set of earrings in your future."

[historindies]

cruel intentions → sentence meme

[phoenixreid-archive]

historindies:

CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL REFERENCES

❝You amaze me.❞ ❝God forbid I exude confidence and enjoy sex.❞ ❝Do you think I relish the fact that I have to act like Mary Sunshine 24/7 so I can be considered a lady?❞ ❝I’m the Marsha Fucking Brady of the Upper East Side, and sometimes I want to kill myself!❞ ❝So there’s your psychoanalysis, Dr. Freud. Now tell me, are you in…or are you out?❞ ❝What shall we toast to?❞ ❝Silly rabbit. My triumph isn’t over them. It’s over you.❞ ❝You were very much in love with them. You’re still in love with them.❞ ❝It amused me to make you ashamed of it.❞ ❝You gave up the first person you ever loved because I threatened your reputation.❞ ❝Don’t you get it? You’re just a toy. A little toy I like to play with.❞ ❝Tastes good.❞ ❝So I assume you’ve come here to make arrangements? But unfortunately, I don’t fuck losers.❞ ❝Most people are sheep. Who are you to criticize something you’ve never experienced?❞ ❝I just don’t think people should experience the act of love until they are in love.❞ ❝Are you a lesbian?❞ ❝I didn’t meant to offend you. I just picked up on a little bit of that lesbian vibe.❞ ❝The only reason I let him keep up the charade is because the man has a mouth like a hoover. Oof!❞ ❝This sure doesn’t take like an iced tea.❞ ❝Yup. Then I fucked your daughter.❞ ❝I’m impressed.❞ ❝Well, I’m in love.❞ ❝They told me they loved me, and I believed them.❞ ❝Would you cut your psycho-babble bullshit!❞ ❝There’s pictures of me on the internet!❞ ❝My advice is to sleep with as many people as possible.❞ ❝But that would make me a slut, wouldn’t it?❞ ❝Fucking idiot…❞ ❝Well I know this sounds corny, but whenever I feel the temptation of peer pressure, I turn to God and he helps me through the problem.❞ ❝I don’t know what I could possibly say that would rectify the harm I’ve caused you.❞ ❝The truth of the matter is that being with you was the only time I have ever been happy.❞ ❝My whole life has been a joke. I prided myself on taking joy in others’ misery.❞ ❝I succeed in hurting the first person I ever loved.❞ ❝Please give me another chance. I’m a wreck without you.❞ ❝You spend all your time preaching about waiting for love. Well here it is. Right in front of you, and you’re going to turn your back on it.❞ ❝But you are going to have to live the rest of your life knowing that you’ve turned your back on love.❞ ❝And that makes you a hypocrite. Have a nice life.❞ ❝And how are things down under?❞ ❝E-mail is for geeks and pedophiles.❞ ❝That little wager of yours? Count me in.❞ ❝ What are the terms?❞ ❝In English? I’ll fuck your brains out.❞ ❝Because I’m the only person you can’t have, and it kills you.❞ ❝You’ve got yourself a bet, baby!❞ ❝Everybody loves me, and I intend to keep it that way.❞ ❝Why can’t we be together?❞ ❝You wanna know why? Because I don’t trust myself with you.❞ ❝You could be a model. It’s too bad you’re not sexy.❞ ❝I can be sexy!❞ ❝Keep your legs together. This isn’t Jamaica.❞ ❝Introduce them to your world of sex, drugs and… what else do you do?❞ ❝My God. You are completely pussy-whipped.❞ ❝What happened to us?❞ ❝You’re in love with them, you don’t love me anymore.❞ ❝Hmm, quite the predicament you’re in.❞ ❝Well let me tell you something, people don’t change overnight. You and I are two of a kind. At least I have the guts to admit it.❞  ❝Not only will you ruin your reputation, you’ll destroy theirs.❞ ❝I know how to alleviate menstrual cramps, thank you very much.❞  ❝It’s not like you have a husband - unless you’re married to Jesus.❞  ❝It’s not you, it’s me…I’m completely fucked up.❞  ❝I thought I was in love with you, but it was just a lie.❞  ❝I just wanted to see what you were like in bed.❞  ❝I wanted it to work, but unfortunately I feel nothing.❞  ❝You’re such a coward! Look at yourself!❞  ❝Don’t touch me! Don’t touch me! Don’t fucking touch me!❞  ❝I can’t stand that holier-than-thou bullshit, and yet, I’m completely infatuated.❞  ❝It’s okay. You can laugh. I promise not to tell anyone.❞  ❝Okay, let’s try it again only this time I’m gonna stick my tongue in your mouth, and when I do that I want you to massage my tongue with yours. And that’s what first base is.❞  ❝They took down my pants and started writing the alphabet with their tongue.❞ ❝I’ve been very well-informed of your reputation.❞  ❝You promise people the world in order to get them into bed with you.❞  ❝Relationships seem too distracting. I’d rather concentrate on my studies.❞  ❝Get your ass on the bed and prepare for the fuck of your life!❞  ❝How can someone so charming be so manipulative?❞ 

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[lysanderhawthorne]

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[wickcdwitch]

“that depends what’s on offer.” avalon responded, leaning against the door frame. she hadn’t wanted anything in particular—but she’d never pass up an opportunity to shamelessly tease lysander.

[lysanderhawthorne]

Lysander shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly when she said that it depended on what was on offer. “I can think of a few things, but none of them are particularly pg and I don't really have the time."

[mctherlxss-blog]

         “Snow? No, I’ve no idea what that is. This, where ever it is, is a strange place.”

[lysanderhawthorne]

“Weird shtick you got going on here buddy. But you’re in New York City, 2016.”

[optxmiist]

“excuse me?” caroline asked, her expression suddenly confused “how do you forget the name of one of you BEST FRIENDS?”

[lysanderhawthorne]

“Did Fallon put you up to this?” he asked, glancing across the table at her with a suspicious look. “I’m pretty sure that your name was Hannah the last time I checked."

[nctabrat]

“what makes you think i want anything from you?” rebekah said, a tone of disgust in her voice “what is it?”

[lysanderhawthorne]

It was easy to ignore the disgust in her voice, and it was enough to almost think it was Fallon. “A peace offering. It’s a necklace, but hey If you don’t want it, Rebekah.”