I'll taste the devil's tears

Edenia Martinez sideblog of hopelesswxnderers

[ofedeniamartinez]

lustprone‌:

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ♚・・・ raven’s never been the kind of guy who’d go to the library. he’s the guy one often finds in a club or wild parties. the life of the party. the unruly crowd. but when he’d encountered the gorgeous lady in one of the clubs, he couldn’t take his eyes off her. he hadn’t been able to get off the picture of her dancing so sexily last night. thanks to his connections, he’d discovered where she’d worked at during the day. so here he is now, showing up, and bothering her like a pest. ❝oh, sorry,❞ he says, though his voice is far from apologetic. ❝i came here for you.❞ he has no shame in his admittance. ❝if it’s allowed, can i borrow the librarian instead of a book? nothing here catches my interest, except you.❞ 

“Are you stalking me?” Edenia questioned immediately, with a yawn. She got a lot of unwanted attention just because of her evening job and it was pretty much all unwanted attention when she wasn’t being paid for it. She figured this would be the same old story. “You do have a face that shouts ‘stalker’,” she added in a hiss, though in a cheerful manner. “Tell me what you want from me and I’ll let you know... But if you’re here because I made you hard, please know that isn’t my problem to sort out.” Edenia was the kind of person who either rambled a lot or didn’t speak at all. 

[ofedeniamartinez]

ridingshotgvn‌:

Ava couldn’t even say that she stood on her doorstep crying because that would mean that she felt something, felt some kind of emotion when all she really felt was lost and confused. As Ava waited for her to open the door she couldn’t help but look at the old slab of wood with a blank and dazed stare. “If you can call it existing, sure. I’m alive if that’s your overall question or the answer you were hoping for.” She knew that Edenia would be confused or that there was the possibility that she wouldn’t take her turning up on her doorstep well, but she had no idea where else to go.

Her eyes glared at the woman for a moment, as if she’d seen a ghost. “You just interrupted my daily pole-dance practise,” Edenia stated with a smirk and a lack of emotion to her tone. She didn’t need to practise but she’d bought herself her own pole anyway. “You look dazed, what’s up?” The dark haired woman pushed the door open with the heel of her shoe, kicking it back so the other woman could come in. Eden marched to the front room, presuming Ava was following. “Are you gonna tell me what’s made you show up here for the first time in a small child’s lifetime.” 

[ofedeniamartinez]

@lustprone

“Do you really have to shout out that you saw me pole dancing last night?” Edenia hissed from the other side of the library reception. During the day she worked as a library manager, but in the evening things flipped very rapidly and she pole danced in a strip club to earn some extra money. “Nobody here knows so hush up if you want me to help you.” She wasn’t the best at communicating with people, though during the day she usually put on a polite and friendly smile. “FYI this is a library, you look like you’ve wandered into the wrong building, so what can I help you with?”

[ofedeniamartinez]

@ridingshotgvn liked for a random starter. Based on - this

Edenia didn’t expect to hear a knock at her door. She lived alone, made herself an outcast. If the door ever knocked it was usually just the postman, but it was far too late for him to be turning up. A little anxiously, she reached out to open it, stunned when she saw who was standing there. She hadn’t seen the other person in years. A lot had changed since they’d been friends and Eden didn’t know how to react. The other looked troubled, but Edenia didn’t remember how to be sympathetic right now. “So you still exist then?” the dark haired woman questioned, widening her eyes.