·.·´¯`·.·☼ dripping fire tonight

I relate to e m p t y jars of honey. I run my fingers along their insides tasting the REMNANTS of something sweet.

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Albert had been sitting in the coffee house, working on some research he had been wanting to do. He was looking to write his next paper on different therapeutic techniques. Seeing someone come near his table, he paused before looking up and offering a friendly smile. “Hello. Something I can help you with?” 

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Stefano was working on a design when his pen ran out of ink. Sighing, he realized he had no other supplies with him. Blinking down at his journal for a few moments, he looked around the coffee shop, noticing a guy that might at least have a pen or pencil. Forcing himself to get up, he walked over, standing awkwardly for a few moments as he prepared himself to ask a simple favor, but he never got the chance because he spoke first. “Um... do you have a pen or pencil I can borrow?”

[hiphopdaily]

Gonna have to teach me how to love you again

[tvandfilm]

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dorea enjoyed auradon. she loved the people who passed through the diner, the beautiful scenery and the over attitude of the area. but what she lacked was people. growing up isolated she wasn’t good at making friends. sure had her regulars at the diner but they weren’t offering to hang out. sitting on a bench  under a tree all by herself the young woman kicked the slush around. she reached down and concentrated and sprouted a bloom. it was something. picking the flower she held it gently in her hands until wind carried it away and right into the lap of a young man. she stared at him silently.

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stefano had done his best lately to try to move on from his self loathing, being with luna had made him realize that holding onto his past was only hurting him. he wasn’t sure that he deserved to be happy but he knew that he at least wanted to be good enough to make luna happy and that wouldn’t happen if he was always a downer. currently, he was working on a small wooden carving, having found that being outside seemed to help his mood much more than working in his dark room. when a flower landed on top of the carving, he paused with confusion written across his features. “where did this come from?” he asked aloud.

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esotericconundrums:

“umm yeah frogs are totally cool. i have like twenty frogs. they sing and stuff, if you ever wanted to meet them you are more then welcome to come over. my family totally loves when people come over. we also know how to make a great pb and j sandwich.” lucy was an overexcited person, she saw the world to be big and grand but she toned down her usual demeanor. 

“sing? my girlfriend likes singing.” he wondered if luna would like to meet a singing frog. “pb and j? i’ve never really tried those.” they did have them on the isle but the jam was closer to rotting than being edible. any food good enough to eat was bland and auradon food had been a shock to his taste buds so he stuck to plain foods until he could adjust.

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esotericconundrums:

she blinked at her empty palm and then at the boy before placing her hands folded in her lap. awkward. “hi stefano. hey if you ever need another one of those patches you can totally ask me for some. we have like a million at home. my gran gran, lucille, she invented them, so like of course she taught us. but i also wanted to apologize. I was so out of it and i know the frog thing is weird to most people. so yeah, i’m sorry for being total space cadet.”

oddly enough, stefano didn’t find the girl all that weird. there were plenty of strange characters on the isle. he just had a knack for making most social situations awkward. “frogs are cool.” he shrugged, trying to say it was okay. “i’m okay without the patches.” getting that hungover had been a rare occurrence and he was in a much better state of mind these days. “so um, no need for apologies or whatever.”

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lucy sat next to the strange boy, the frogs liked him and lucy could never deny her frogs judgment. “hello again.” raising her hands she showed that she has no strange frogs this time. “i’m not dazed or confused nor will i slap the coffee patch this time but I hoped it helped out a little.” she reached out her hand and smiled. “we never introduced ourselves. i’m lucy.”

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stefano remembered their first encounter and without her name, he had been referring to her as frog girl every time she crossed his mind. “it did,” he replied solemnly, glancing down at her hand. “stefano.” he didn’t take her hand, never having spared fondness for touch with strangers. it might be rude but it was better than making himself uncomfortable.

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text to: hombre títere

luna: gracias.

luna: you don't need to know much about music to think a song is cool lol

stefano: no problem

stefano: i just meant i can't give you any real feedback

stefano: have you shown it to alyssa yet?

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            yoυ ѕay тнaт ι'м ᴘᴀʀᴀɴᴏɪᴅ вυт ι'м preттy ѕυre                             тнe world ιѕ oυт тo geт мe         ιт'ѕ noт lιĸe ι мaĸe тнe cнoιce                     тo leт мy мιnd ѕтay ѕo ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴇssʏ

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text to: hombre títere

luna: i've written such an amazing song.

luna: i know i say that about every song i write but, i swear i really really mean it this time.

stefano: i think all of your songs are cool

stefano: not that i know much about music

[lifeinpoetry]

everything I’ve ever done is an attempt to hide

El Pearson, from !!!be less afraid!!! (via lifeinpoetry)

[wnq-writers]

kind faces are a lie

blowthecandlesoutt  (via wnq-writers)

[thelovejournals]

When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.

E.M. Forster, “The Other Boat” (via wordsnquotes)

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The bow tie was not my idea.

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mistletoe (andreas)

send “mistletoe” for our muses to get caught under mistletoe!!|| NOT ACCEPTING

Stefano stared blankly at the other male, daring him to make a move. The offending object hanging above them had made their first decent conversation in awhile immediately awkward. After another moment of tense silence he couldn’t stand it and he cupped the male’s face, frowning when he seemed to flinch at his touch. “Coward,” he remarked before releasing him and walking away. Not like he had any room to speak.

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₩ (clarke | @ofthemagical)

Send me ₩ for my muse to sit in your muse’s lap|| NOT ACCEPTING

Was it petty and cruel? Yes. Stefano was tired of this stupid back and forth between him and Andreas, and he was just tired of being tired. That was why he was currently sitting in a stranger’s lap, pretending to ignore Andreas until the male left. “Sorry,” he mumbled to the confused stranger as he moved to get out of the other male’s lap.

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“Mistletoe” From Ed

send “mistletoe” for our muses to get caught under mistletoe!!|| NOT ACCEPTING

Stefano glared up at the little plant, glancing between it and Ed. “It’s a Christmas tradition?” He questioned, doubt heavy in his voice but he had never heard of Christmas before coming to Auradon anyways. “Fine.” He gave in, seeing how Ed’s expression changed from disappointment to surprise. Leaning forward, he quickly captured his lips in a soft kiss before he could change his mind.