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It had been a rare occurrence when Andrew had walked through the front door to find Peter’s coat hanging in the closet. With how hectic both of their work schedules were it wasn’t very often that they managed to catch each other at home. He’d been excited about a reservation he had made - he had left it open-ended as he didn’t know an exact day for when they would both be free. The fact stood that they had his name and all they needed was a date. He may or may not have had to let it slip that he was one of the president’s bodyguards in order to get it, but it would all be worth it. “Someone’s home early,” he greets when he finds Peter sitting on the couch. Andrew presses a kiss to the other’s temple, not wanting to disturb him from whatever he’s busy looking at and pads his way into the kitchen so he can heat up some leftovers. “I’ve actually been meaning to talk to you, but I didn’t want to do it over the phone so I’m glad I caught you.” He calls out a bit distractedly, his attention on the food he’s currently holding to his nose as he tries to determine if it’s still good or not. @wcshingtcn

#Andrew || Peter

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#*Andrew #guess who's never gonna get over this EVER #was that armani i peeped???#guess whomst is gonna buy armani

text 📲 phil-ibuster

Zak: heath 100% wants me to fuck him and if he says otherwise he IS lying

Zak: also, were you watching 50 shades darker on my hbo account?

Zak: i was trying to explain the finale of GOT to my temp and it had the continued watching at the bottom and we held uncomfortable eye contact

Phil: Honestly I believe it. He likes to pretend like he's never seen another man, but I know better.

Phil: https://cdn.discordapp.com/emojis/359724814090633227.png

Phil: We should watch it while drunk it's the most hilarious thing ever. You'll thank me later

#zakcri

zakcri:

⊰ Phillip | @pxseidon. ⊱

All the windows in his penthouse apartment are thrown open, the watercolors of the sky streaming in and painting his walls warm shades of oranges and pinks. No one would think that there had been a nasty storm just earlier that week and unlike New York, the LA skies never lingered with the remnants of past bad weather - perhaps it was a sign of constantly moving forward. His doorbell chimes throughout the kitchen and he hits the touch screen located in the center of his fridge’s left side door to unlock the front door. Zak can’t, for the life of him, remember if he invited anyone over but its not like he was doing much else than trying to decide what he wants for dinner. “Kitchen.” He calls once he hears shuffling and the front door close. “Dude,” he says as passionately as anyone saying only one syllable can. He pulls out a beer as a silent offering, trying to lure his friend further into the kitchen.

Phil had wasted no time in picking up his stuff, as if he would ever let some bum take off with all his nice clothes. Not that he particularly liked wearing them, but he was going to need to wear something during the winter months when the temperature actually drops down to the 50s. He’d already sublet his own apartment and it felt like such a dick move to show up and reclaim it. Hopefully Zak would be okay with him crashing at his place while he found a new place to live in. Phil drags his feet to the kitchen silently taking the beer and popping the tab before taking a long swig. “I’ve got three words for you man. Women are wack.” He drains the rest of the beer and only grimaces at the aftertaste that lingers in the back of his throat. “Do you think I can crash on your couch until I find a new place to live in?”

#zakcri

Poseidon: omg the world wants us to be better people

Zeus: I refuse

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of gods & monsters: P O S E I D O N –greek god who drew lots and gained dominion over the seas and all aquatic life.

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Character Moodboards → Poseidon

➘ I have sea foam in my veins. I understand the language of the waves

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zakcri:

⊰ phillip | @pxseidon. ⊱

It took very little effort to get passed the aquatics center’s restricted section and into the back where rows upon rows of tanks contained whole ecosystems of life. At any other time Zakari would have been impressed, or, at the very least, taken a bit more interest to what lay below the surface, but today he was on a mission. He stand on he edge of a large tank of water, waiting for his friend to emerge from the depths below. It was a shorter wait than he had anticipated and the grin that pulled at his features was instantaneous. “The security here is god awful,” he starts, offering a hand to help Phil out of the oversized tank. “We’re going to Vegas and I want you to help me to convince Aidon because I feel like I’ve missed everything and nothing says bonding like Vegas.”

The thing about dolphins was that they were very smart creatures. It had taken them very little time to realize that if they let trash sink to the bottom of the tank then Phil would have to clean it out and they would have a chance to swim with him. That had been the case this time. He collected the last of the garbage and slowly floated to the surface, allowing the dolphins one last chance to join him before he was out. Phil was surprised to see Zak once he surface, but he took his hand without a second thought and climbed out of the tank. “Oh, yeah all my friends seem to get in without any trouble. Maybe they know better than to try and stop you guys.” He picks up the bucket where he’d been putting the trash and looks up. “That’s going to be one hell of a challenge. He’s like heartbroken or something, but I’ll do my best. We can just kidnap him if it comes to it.”