✧ | ❛ morte.

well, the C R O O K S are out & the streets are gray; you ( KNOW ) i wouldn't have it any OTHER way

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✧ | ❛ donovan angelo marchetti ➢➢➢ INTERNAL. [ 2/?]

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i had a GREAT day at work today !! a customer told me that my eyes are buggy & scary ! she then proceeded to ask if the other cashier could take her order instead bc i was freaking her out ! then she ACTUALLY complained to my manager about my appearance, told her the exact same thing, and asked for a refund ! i love my job !!!

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i did one moodboard and.... i died, so i am going to go pass out !! ily guys sm and i shall reply in the morn <3

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✧ | ❛ donovan angelo marchetti ➢➢➢ EXTERNAL. [ 1/?]

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’ my mother always said that I could get through life on my looks, who knew, she could be so right    ‘ she smiled happily, ‘ guess who was able to convince the man in charge of the morgue on letting me see the body of the boy who was murdered, gross I know, but it was worth it. ‘ 

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        putting his hands on his hips, don gave julie his best chastising look. he’d gotten a lot of practice over the years. “ seriously? you know you aren’t supposed to see the bodies for a reason, right? and don’t give me a smart-ass answer, because we both know that you know why. ”

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ffsvcra :

okay, so being at the bar probably wasn’t her smartest ideas. she didn’t even drink anyway, but it was where most of the people in the aces hung out– or so she thought, maybe she was hanging out at the wrong bars because she never saw a familiar face there. but here she was, chatting it up with her college buddies, though she wasn’t doing much of the chatting while her friends surveyed the crowd for attractive men. it wasn’t until they set their sights on a rather familiar face– one that she’d seen one too many times. “excuse me,” she pardoned herself from her friends– had she not, her mother would have had her ass, before emerging from the group of giggling girls. “don-don!” vera’s voice sang throughout the bar, a smile instantly appearing on her face.

        after extricating himself from the drunk that had crashed into him, don glanced up, customary frown on his face before his eyes lighted upon vera. his scowl instantly broke into a smile at the sight of his friend, and he gestured grandly in a very italian manner. “ vera, la mia cucciola, ” he greeted in an over-exaggerated tone. “ siddown, i haven’t seen you in more than twelve hours. we gotta catch up. i know i missed a lot in that time period. ”

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it was fascinating to him how serious the other male seemed to be. even on his worst days, daniel could manage to crack a joke or lighten the mood. “but i’ll get one right? that’s a win for me.”

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        “ if it means you’re out of my life for good, sure. you can have that one to cherish in whatever hell you end up in. ” don could not care less about what the other male considered a win -- he just wanted him to let him drink in peace.

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Best of the Mikaelsons on TVD - 42 / ∞

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‘ i think he probably meant that you’re too pretty to be with me, ’ the girl chuckled, her fingertips playing absentmindedly with the paper napkin splayed out on the table in front of her, she could never sit STILL - always had to be moving some part of her body. a breathy sigh escaped her at his words, her imagination running wild with the scene he had painted in her head. ‘ sounds like my dream. i, um, i know quite a few languages but i’ve not gotten around to italian yet, ’ she mused, looking up at him and biting her lip. ‘ you should teach me a bit - bet i’d pick it up pretty quickly. ’

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        “ i’m sure that’s exactly what he meant, ” he deadpanned, rolling his eyes. his expression softened, and he nodded at her request. he’d never really tried to teach anyone italian before, but it couldn’t be too hard. he was fluent, after all. “ i’d love to teach you -- here, ” he said, noticing the man from before emerging from the kitchen with a steaming hot pizza. “ say grazie per la pizza when georgio gives us our food. he’ll love it. ”

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merrin felt a little bombarded by the large foreign man, but she found him oddly amusing and she coldn’t help but wonder what it was that they were exchanging. unfortunately, italian was not one of the four languages she had under her belt. when the man winked, merrin winked right back and flashed him a charming smile before he disappeared into the kitchen and don turned to offer her an explanation. ‘ what did he say ? ’ she asked gently, sliding into the chair that don was gesturing towards.  ‘ italy is beautiful. at least, that’s what i’ve heard. i haven’t been, but i’d like to go, ’ fuck, merrin was so much more HONEST when she was drunk. she was so much more REAL.

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       “ uh... well, ” don chuckled a bit, rubbing a hand on the back of his neck. “ basically, he said you were too pretty to be spending time with me. nice, ain’t he? ” sitting down, don nodded. he’d been to italy a few times, to visit various cousins and other family members. “ it’s stunning. there’s nothing like it. the architecture is incredible, the food is amazing, and you’re surrounded by history. it seems like there are statues on every corner, no matter where you go. ”

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danicl:

“really? i didn’t know law enforcement was a required class in kindergarten. hmm, maybe i was sick that day.” he shrugged his shoulders as the grin on his face failed to falter. “you’re hurting me as much as you did this christmas. i really thought you’d send a card this year. maybe next time, right?”

        closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose, don decided that he was not going to dignify that with a response. “ you’ll be rotting in your grave before you ever get a card from me, asshole. ”

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she moved along in front of him, hips swaying slightly as she wandered out of the bar and into the BRIGHT city streets. the lights never ceased to amazing her - twinkling at every street corner for miles. she couldn’t help but mutter a word of admiration at the sight, her hands moving to brush her hair out of her eyes. ‘ did you just read my mind ? ‘cause pizza’s my favourite, ’ merrin grinned, turning to him and catching his large, rough hand in her much smaller one. 

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        “ one of my many skills, ” he bragged, quieting for a moment at the touch of her hand. he smiled again to match the one spreading across her features, leading her down the block until they stepped into a place simply titled GEORGIO’S. a loud, large man instantly came out and greeted them, conversing with don in rapid italian for a moment before winking at the two of them and disappearing back into the kitchen. “ he knows my parents, ” don offered as explanation, slightly embarrassed as he gestured to a table. “ wanna sit down? ”

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“ah, see. you say that but you’re always flashing those little lights of yours trying to get my attention.” daniel was having fun irritate the police officer next to him and it wasn’t a first. “i’m getting mixed signals, you gotta help me out here.”

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        “ when you do illegal things, yes. i am obligated, as an officer of the law, to stop you from doing so. most people learn this procedure as toddlers, but you APPARENTLY can’t seem to grasp it. ” rolling his eyes, don huffed out a sigh. “ did i stutter? fuck. off. ”

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merrin hummed lightly as she paused for consideration, her lips pursed a bit and her eyes cast down at the bar. she mulled over the idea in her head, and it was an attractive one - he was attractive.. with his dark hair, brooding eyes… ( she couldn’t even fucking think straight with his voice gruff against her neck and ear. ) ‘ ooh, you had me at food, ’ she winked softly, grabbing her bag and slinging it over her shoulder before she slid off her seat and her feet hit the floor. 

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        honestly, don could really use some food right now ( and if he got to grab some food with her, well, all the better ). “ you got it, ” he said, reaching into his wallet and slipping a bill onto the surface of the bar before following her outside. the cool air felt good on his cheeks, which were pink from the warmth of the bar and the closeness of the girl beside him. " if you’re up for it, there’s a fantastic hole-in-the-wall pizza place just down the street. ”

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‘ mmm, no. no further plans,’ the girl uttered, her intoxicated mind spiraling through all of the things he might have meant by inquiring that of her. a chill ran down her spine and she shivered a bit, pressing closer to him to take advantage of the warmth radiating from the male’s body. she felt his leg brush against her foot and she responded boldly by sliding her foot up his ankle and giving him a coy smile.  

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        grinning lazily, don tilted his head to the side, considering the curve of her body pressed against his. “ d’you wanna get out of here? ” he proposed, voice pitched slightly lower. “ food, home, more drinks... your call. ” 

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‘ i can stop, ’ she cooed with his hands in her hair, doe eyes fluttering as she looked deeply at him. ( but truth be told, she didn’t want to. she enjoyed him too much to stop. ) the girl moved her hand up his thigh slowly, squeezing once, gently, before removing her hand completely and resting her chin in her palm with her elbow on the bar. there was a bit of adrenaline in her veins, and that was highly dangerous in combination with the liquid courage racing through them as well. 

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       “ you can, ” he agreed, shrugging lightly. “ but that doesn’t mean you SHOULD. ” his lips parted just slightly as her hand moved upward, then pursed in disappointment as she removed it completely. even seated, he was taller than her, his shoes resting on the floor just inches from hers. “ are you doing anything tonight? ” he asked. “ well, besides getting drunk. ”

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“i would’ve thought you knew by now that there’s no point in bringing me in. your captain’s great, by the way. ask him if he likes the new golf clubs.” he placed an elbow on the bar and rested his cheek on his fist. “is it a transportation issue? i know how disgusting the subway can be. i can give you a ride. what about the hamptons? it’s always great this time of the year.”

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        don was THIS CLOSE to physically harming the idiot next to him. “ considering the fact that it’s my job, i’m going to keep doing it, ” he ground out. “ do me a favor and fuck off, will you? ”