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Persephone pauses for a moment, something akin to nostalgia in her eyes. âThatâs a double edged sword of a question, now innit?â She takes a sip of her drink, a sad smile on her lips. âI donât think I will ever stop. Itâs like asking me to stop breathing, or to turn the sun off. Itâs not going to happen. But when someone isnât what you need, you have to put that love away.â
CHERYL IS WEARING TONIâS FLANNEL OH MY GODDDDDD ITS THE MORNING AFTER WE DESERVE!!!
I canât b e l i e v e she actually came.
@likespinkâ â ââGretchen?â Persephone called out, holding the box of gluten free cookies sheâd made close to her chest. âI brought you cookies! I was thinking maybe youâd let me take you out to dinner after you get off? As a thank you for all the hard work youâve been doing on getting word out about the new event and all of that.â Persephone beamed. âYour favorite place and you can get everything you waannntâ her voice was sing-songy and teasing. She really did appreciate her publicist though, and Gretchen worked hard. It didnât hurt that the other girl was easy on the eyes and easier to be around.
With Coffee in her hand Annie walked around in a crowded coffee place âFuck this happends to me everytime I come here.â She whispered to herself. Rolling her eyes she walked around till her eyes noticed one free spot at a table. Annie walked towards it and asked âIs this place available?â @pcmegranateprincessâ
        â â Turning around, Persephone looked at the girl. âOh absolutely!â She beamed, moving her bag and motioning for her to sit. âIâm just doing some work, so I donât mind if you donât mind a laptop sitting here.â She chuckled. âIâm Persephone, but everyone calls me Pers. How âbout you, lovely?â she wondered, sipping her chai latte as her pink manicured fingers clacked away at the keyboard.Â
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â i know right ? all the colours made me think, yep, these are persie in a bouquet. â annaâs grin was incredibly bright as she spoke, her face almost as pink as the flowers on her screen. she was thrilled that persephone seemed so happy with them. â no, no, you donât need to get me a gift, silly. itâs just that i saw them and i just knew i needed to get them for you. they were just⊠the most you. however⊠â she began, hesitating somewhat dramatically, â you know i canât say no to chocolate. iâm weak for chocolate ! and dress shopping. i want a pretty new springtime dress. â
âYou peach.â Persâ expression was soft and thankful. Anna was a sweet girl. She appreciated her friendship more than sheâd ever be able to express. It was nice for Pers to just have someone she clicked with and wanted nothing from her. Not to mention the other girlâs ever blooming optimism gave Persephone a contact high. A bright smile already manifesting on her face. âYesss!â Persephone cried at the however at the end of Annaâs sentence. âIâm so on both those things!! This is going to be brilliant.â She squealed excitedly. âOkay dress shopping first, then chocolate as a reward for finding the perfect dress??â Persephone suggested, clasping her hands together.Â
âShe slept with wolves without fear, for the wolves knew a lion was among them.â
â Robert M. Drake  (via whoreofrp)
Sheâs a universe in a person and she deserves everything
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DADDYâS FRIENDS is what stuck out about what she had said, yeah, she certainly had a bunch of money. he could just tell by the way she spoke, slight privilege lacing her tone as she spoke about the luxuries she was used to having in her day to day life, what was expected of her. his dad was known as a dude who blew up buildings in commercials back in the states, no one knew that out here though, he never gave away too much of his personal life for a certain reason. âso you ride as a hobby? how did you manage to pick that up?â he asked easily, deciding not to touch on the other bits and keep the easiest route, offering her a smirk, âalso, nice to meet you persephone, iâm jdâŠwhich you obviously already knew.â the mechanic added in before crossing his arms easily over his chest, brow raising as he watched her.
 âiâm very confident in my skills, trust me.â and his voice was smooth and fluid before turning to head towards the garage to push open the door to let her have the ability to give over her bike for a moment. âiâll let you know, judging by the sound of it, should be a pretty easy fix. bikes are sort of my specialty, I could do it would my eyes closed.â he informed her confidently, fingers pushing his hair out of his eyes as he grabbed a rag to make clean up easier, smirking over to her when she asked to stay and watch. either she was worried about her bike, or she just wanted to watch him for her own enjoyment, which wouldnât be the first time. âwhatever you wanna do, as long as you donât backseat instruct me, i totally donât mind you keeping an eye on me.â he told her playfully before getting the bike in a secure position and kneeling down, toolbelt hanging low on his waist as he got his tools out to pop open the engine.Â
âLong story, handsome.â The girl chuckled, handing her bike off to him. âLovely to meet you too. I do appreciate this.â She smiled, watching him walk past her. Her eyes followed his movements, a smirk gracing her gentle features. He was a cheeky boy, and she laughed melodically when he told her not to back seat instruct him. âDarling, I wouldnât dream of it. We each have our place. Iâm just an heiress who likes to learn about her bike. Henrich took pride in his privacy and didnât let me watch him work. I think itâs important for women to know how to use their hands. Iâll stay off your back if you donât mind me asking questions.â She chuckled, pulling her hair up into a bun as she watched him work. âSo, JD, how did you get into this line of work? Not that itâs not an uncommon profession but you didnât want to do something... less exhausting? I donât mean to pry but Iâm sure weâre going to be here a minute.
 Persephone liked getting to know people. She was sociable, though that could have been her breeding but nonetheless, the woman tended to pry. It was harmless, she just didnât get out often. Her parents tried to keep her away from society when she was a child, thinking she was going to be corrupted. It didnât work, but Persephone tended to be...jaded when it came to people. âIf it makes you feel better, Iâll tell you about Wynona. Not that youâd care.â She snorted, âI uh...I got into riding recreationally after a boy. He liked bikes and I liked him. Well, that and the fact that my mother would have killed me but I was here on holiday with my father. Daddy lets me do pretty much anything, fucker didnât want a girl in the first place.â ( tw: abuse mention )Â
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CHUCKLING UNDER HIS BREATH at her explanation of her bike, he nodded for a moment, âi thought you meant this brand that i legit havenât seen one in person, but, cute little nickname you got there.â jd joked back before shielding his eyes with his hands from the sun as he saw the bike parked to the side outside the building, it was still a pretty nice bike. as they made their way over, he nodded slowly while she explained what was going on and as they reached the bike, he raised a brow over to her, âyou have a bike guy, huh? must take this thing pretty seriousâŠkudos to you.â she had to have a good amount of money if she had someone just to work on her bike, least she paid him during his leave. âno i feel you, the weathers getting so nice, i take every chance that itâs not pouring to ride mine.â he confessed, kneeling down and looking it over to make sure there was nothing outwardly wrong with it, glancing up from his position on the ground with a proud smile, âglad word of mouth is doing me some good, i like to think iâm pretty damn good at this stuff.â and with that he stood up and smirked, âbring her in, iâll check it out.â
âOh. I do indeed take it seriously. I have a decent amount of hobbies but this one is my favorite. Keeps my life interesting. Not to mention my daddyâs friends are absolutely gobsmacked when they hear prissy little Persephone Niels doesnât have a personal driver.â She chuckled, âItâs right gorgeous out. Oh. Glad to hear youâre confident in your skills. Iâd be a little worried if you werenât.â There was a tinge of teasing, but nothing harmful as she looked down at him with a cheeky grin. He got up and she lifted the kick stand to roll her into the shop behind him. âIâm not saying Iâd like to be rid of you so quickly but I do use this one often, so when you can tell me if I have to buy another or if sheâll be good to go. Iâll leave her for parts or something if thatâs the case.â Persephone could be...intense sometimes. But she liked to be direct, so she leant up against a beam as she looked at him. âYou mind if I wait here while you do your thing? That was my ride here and as much as I would love to call someone, Iâd rather not have to call them again to come back to watch you fix her.âIt was an odd request, but she liked to watch men work. She didnât get to watch her brothers or father do any kind of manual labor, and thus she learned all on her own by watching her handymen and mechanics. She believed if you canât fix it yourself, you shouldnât buy it in the first place. âI have a thing about learning about my toys.â She mentioned casually.
âBEWARE: boy with hell in his smile and a summer storm in his eyes. he will look at you and you will tell yourself that he isnât all that beautiful (he is). when the casual graze of his hand against yours keeps you awake at night you will say you do not wish him to steal you and keep you in his arms until the sun comes up (you do). BEWARE: boy with a thousand nights of excess between his ribs. you will decorate your hair with flowers and dance in the sun. you will lie to yourself when you say you donât want to live the night the way he does and poison your body until you are so intoxicated with him that the only thing thatâs real anymore is his breath on your neck. BEWARE: boy with heaven in his tongue and a scorching desert on his fingertips. you will try to erase the prints he has left on your skin but when they talk about ilium burning all you can remember is the way his mouth felt on yours and how he caught his breath when your lips were on his chest. he will make you forget what having a body felt like before you met him. BEWARE: boy who will steal your lungs and your guts and your heart.â
â [warnings to spring girls with restless hearts] (modern persephone x hades)- Carmen A. (via piantagenets)