SWUNG RIBS

Elijah Knight, they/them, 30. Chalet Resident. Architect.

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queenscody‌:

Cody was… Well embarrassing himself seemed to be the best way to put it. Only a couple of hours after the party started he was already on his way to getting utterly hammered. He couldn’t help himself. He’d been getting free alcohol after all. Now he was slumping around with his face red and a grin that couldn’t leave his face. He knew the party was supposed to be proper or whatever but it was hard to stay like that with so much booze in his system. “Jesus…” Cody said to no one in particular as he leaned himself on a wall. He laughed and shook his head thinking of how pathetic he must have looked amongst these rich people. “Is it just me or is the room spinning… Um. Really. Really fast?” He asked like an idiot. He dressed nice for the occasion. He just couldn’t find the right way to behave. Or function like the rest of them.

Elijah is around for work matters. They have not been out of the woods in quite some time and have spent a large chunk of their time adjuring several blueprints that are soon to be propotioned to the developers who will certainly put their design on a substansive display. This place is swarmed with those people. They need to build confidence and links as much as they possibly can, otherwise i will be an enormous missed opportunity. With a champagne in hand, Elijah knits their way to the more secluded portion of the building. There, they hear a familiar sound. Oh, Cody. Has he been getting himself drunk again? A flicker of disappointment tatters their expression. He’s had so much potential in him and yet he keeps on wasting his time. Cody is a fantastic illustrator. Someone Elijah could see themselves working with for years ahead. Alas, he doesn’t seem to have a decent grip on himself. Elijah paints a weak smile, watching him. “You’re just intoxicated I believe.” Elijah hums softly. “I take it you’re having fun?” 

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muteboydeclan‌:

Alright. Everything is alright. Everything is fine. Why were they having a panic attack? Was it the fear of having to try and communicate with another person, or was it the fact that they couldn’t talk like a normal person. Instead, they wrote everything on paper or used a text to speech app. Shit… On the inside, Declan was panicking like they’d just seen someone pass away, however on the outside they seemed relatively calm. All they wanted was one cup of coffee. Just one. Maybe they could convince someone to go in for them? That might work…. But who? Noticing someone who looked relatively kind moving towards them, they had to shoot their shot. And fast. They quickly stopped them, signing ‘Excuse me, but could you possibly be able to get me a cup of coffee? I’ll pay you back’. They hoped and prayed the other knew sign language. If not, they were fucked.

It’s fortunate that the architect has learned sign language when they were young though they have got rusty over the years and forgotten a lot of it. They situate one of their novels down to glance at the distressed man, amiable smile growing on their lips. Elijash signs back as best as they can, their movements a bit delayed. ‘What would you like’ They question hoping the other will be able to get the message crystal clear. 

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alice--elliot‌:

These past few weeks had been difficult for Alice, especially since before school had started getting stressful, she and Alec were living in a bubble of wedded bliss–and they still were. However, all of the end of the semester’s due dates had started to creep up on her, leaving her feeling a lot more stressed and anxious than she’d been in a while. It was times like these in the past that she’d turned to bad habits to help ease her stress but she couldn’t do that, not anymore. So instead, she was fighting her urges while being over-caffeinated and unfocused. Sitting in her favorite crowded coffee shop, she didn’t even realize that someone was asking her a question until they actually tapped her on the shoulder. “What? Oh, shit, sorry… Yeah, you can go ahead and sit, I’m not saving that seat for anyone..”

Elijah lets a soft smile paint their lips, they’re quite familiar with that look. Back when they had been a student, they had spent weeks sporting the same face. With the amount of work they have on their plate right now, it almost feels the same though they have learned how to separate time to make sure they would not get overwhelmed. “It’s fine.” They reply softly, placing their cup of latte on the small round table. “Penny for your thoughts?”

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queenscody‌:

Cody chuckled seeing how seemingly surprised they were when they found out that he was here on time. Sure Cody might be a disorganized guy in general but he knew exactly when to put his serious hat on. “It was pretty cold out there. True.” He said putting his bag down. He liked working for Elijah. Elijah was pretty chill in comparison to the rest of his clients. Their donation could get quite hefty too and it felt heavenly to be able to work with the people who just knew exactly how to get the deeds done. “I would love some coffee. Its a nice house you have here, Eli.” Cody commented.

Pridefully, Elijah grants him a smile. It’s a quaint little apartment indeed. Nothing compared to where they came from but it’s not even remotely bad. Elijah doesn’t really waste a lot of time here though they love it when they have the opportunity to do so. Being an overacheiver and hard worker makes them preoccupied the majority of their time, so it’s nice to finally be able to sit down and relax. “How would you like your coffee?” Elijah questions, walking over to their kitchen. “And thank you very much, it took me a whole month to figure out the best place to live in. I’d had my eye on this apartment for awhile. It’s peaceful and has a great view.” He says. “How have you been?”

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@queenscody

Elijah softly smiles as they listen to a click of their door. They have been expecting the young man to come over and are pleasantly surprised by his punctuality. It has been such a long time since the last they have seen one another. Cody is a high-spirited individual but he’s also a nice person to work with. After scoring a satisfactory result over their latest project, Elijah thinks inviting him over for a small chat and coffee could strenghten their relationship. “Come on in.” The architect greets him while they smoothen the wrinkles on their shirt. “It must have been a cold journey. Would you like some coffee or tea?” 

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alecinqueens‌:

Alec’s nerves had taken hold in the early morning. He had woken up, made a few calls and sorted out last minute details with the wedding vendors. Everything was going right. Everything was in its place. Alice had a plan for getting ready for the ceremony and he left the apartment to give her some time to do that. He found himself sitting at a bar down the street from the stately library steps that they would soon be married on. It was still before noon and only one patron, a man with a wiry beard and tired eyes, was drinking beer at the end of the bar. Alec ordered a coffee, but he had half a mind to make it an Irish coffee. He was so excited to marry Alice, and their small ceremony was perfect for the two of them. The reception would be perfect too, but Alec wasn’t entirely sure he was ready for so much attention. He still struggled with feeling like he wasn’t good enough for Alice, and he was sure that today of all days people would be able to see that. Two years ago he never would’ve been able to picture himself getting married, but he was, and to a woman he’d loved for so many years. Part of him was certain that he didn’t deserve it. Alec heard the bell on the door jingle, but he didn’t look up. He wasn’t expecting that anyone knew he was here. 

Elijah has heard of the wedding reception and while they weren’t vividly familiar with the bride or groom they have made a conclusion and plan to at least satiate their curiosity by inspecting the venue, call it an architect intuition. They have to admit the adornment is seamless and the couple have an impeccable taste. Thirty minutes went by and Elias now satisfied with themself has gone to fetch a drink. The bell announcing their presence made them smile, warmed by the cosiness of the establishment. The one patron there looks strangely familiar but they don’t overthink the resemblance as they make themself comfortable beside him. They order a bottle of beer and a plate of french fries. Their eyes north to study the flickering television before they nod their head to their companion. “It’s pretty quiet, isn’t it? Peaceful.” They hummed. 

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olliehermes‌:

Due to the humanities budget cuts and the space shortage, Ollie and many of his fellow grad students have taken to hosting additional office hours off campus and in various coffee shops around New York. He would arrive, early in the day, and set up his laptop and books in a private-ish two person booth. Occasionally the owners would get mad, but usually the steady flow of customers and drink orders would satisfy them. 

He had met with three students already, and was on his fourth cup of coffee, and it was late enough in the afternoon that he was feeling a bit out of it. “Next,” he called out, so certain that he had a student waiting–not fully aware that the student he was thinking of had already left. 

“Next?” he repeated before glancing up and flushing beet red, all of the false confidence he displayed in front of his students disappearing into the ether. He looked up at the person, “I’m sorry. You’re not one of my students, are you?” 

Elijah’s laugh is soft but polite as they situate themself past a group of caffeinated students and into the booth of a youthful man whom they’re quick to assume is a teacher of sorts, having a flash of when they were just about his student’s age and were reeked with cravings for validation and better grades. The architect job gave them the boost they needed and they’re now living a content life but it’s nice to stroll the memory lane when they can. “Not a student anymore, I’m quite afraid.” Elijah’s smooth voice dings, making their presence more known by placing their mug onto the table. “I’m not interrupting anything though, I hope? I’ll take my leave if you’re busy.”

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amberfuentes‌:

Amber raised an eyebrow at their offer. It wasn’t everyday that someone offered to buy her a drink, especially not a stranger who’s suit looked like it could pay off her rent. She almost rejected the offer, mostly out of habit, but she wasn’t one to deny a free drink.  “Then you pick the drink. What are we having?”  She responded with a smile of her own. “So is this your form of entertainment?” she asked, looking over at the pair who of men who’s argument only seemed to be escalating. Where the hell was security when you needed them?   "Looks like the blonde is about to get his ass kicked.”

Grinning brightly enough to illuminate the whole table, Elijah puts their drink up and sways it with a slow grin. “Oh. Just hat I’m having right now. Brandy. You can have it however you want, of course and you can order something else if you like.” They laugh at her words, pressing their elbow against the countertop and instead of watching the fight they have turned their attention onto the bartender. “I suppose so. It’s always a little boring in the office and this reminds me how exciting humanity can be.” They laugh. “Seems like it. Should I butt in or help or let them be? I think I can coax them to at least stop shouting at one another.” 

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amberfuentes‌:

“Are you kidding me?” Amber couldn’t help but scoff at the ridiculous scene that they just experienced. It hadn’t even been an hour into their shift yet and their patience was already being tested. “This is going to be a long fucking night. I need a shot. You want one? Or are you gonna make me take one by myself?” They asked, raising an eyebrow in question at the person across the counter. “This one will be on the house, but don’t go thinking you’re going to get any more free drinks after this.” 

A toothpick clapped just between their lips, Elijah doesn’t even bother turning their attention away from their glass of Brandy.  They’re not all shocked to see a fight breaking out, only moving themself a few inches away to protect their body and slick Armani. They laugh at the bartender’s over and shake their head. “No, no. Please. It’s on me. Let’s enjoy the hell out of this together and I’ll be paying for every shot you consume.” They flash their pearly white smile. “I could use the entertainment.”

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romi--weiss‌:

“Oh my god, let’s do something tonight. I cannot spend another night shut in. Let’s go out. We can get all dolled up, get a little fucked, and have some fun. What do ya’ say? Come on, you know you want to. For me? You’ll have fun, I promise.”

Elijah thinks they’re already a bit too aged to be included in brusque activities but with how passive and poddling things have been in the architect bureau, they figure they can get away with a little entertainment. “I don’t think I would want to get messed up. I have an appointment at nine tomorrow with a poor man’s Gehry and I need to make a decent impression if I want to swing in my next project.” Elijah smiles despite their words. “Not too messed up, anyway. What did you have in mind?”

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dtfanthony:

he had been reading a book when he heard a couple of rustles in the corner, prompting him to take off his earpieces and turn his neck in that direction. fingernails dipping tighter into the cover, anthony bit on his lower lip as he subtly leaned his body backward. “urm, i think i just saw a bug… with many legs, running around that corner.” his voice was silky, almost humming. “can you check it out?” 

Elijah looks up the exact second they hear one of the chairs creak after becoming deeply invested in their own novella, their nose crinkled in wonder but when acknowledge what’s going on a laugh bubbles through their thick lips. It’s no surprise to see bugs swarming around when summer’s afloat, it’s the boy’s reaction that makes this better. “It’s probably just a millipede, nothing too concerning.” They smile. “Are you afraid of bugs? If so, you can sit with me.”

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justinkurkovicsucks:

“So I ordered pizza yesterday and I wanted to get some last night at like midnight, but when I get to my kitchen the box is gone. I thought my niece ate it, but I found it the next day empty on the floor. It turns out Elphie ate it. My fatass dog ate a whole pizza. I’m finally considering giving her away.”

“Damn, boy. I haven’t had a pet in such a long time so I might take you up on that offer. Does he favor pizza in particular though? Cause we might have a lot of problems then, me and some of the homies laze around ordering pizza a lot, that dog could end up with obesity.” 

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syarifaziz:

His son, Damar, had been acting a bit more difficult than usual this afternoon. After getting the permittance to browse through the interweb, the child had announced he would start garnering a new collection of fidget spinners and for the last three hours Syarif had to deal with his incessant begging. As much as he wanted to maintain strictness to his parenting, he knew he would not be capable of resisting any longer. So out he was, with Damar in tow. Unfortunately for him, he was yet to truly memorize the stores around his block. “Excuse me, sorry. Would you happen to know where to find these.. fidget spinners? My son over here has been endlessly asking for one.” 

Elijah tugs their mouth in amusement. They can remember back when the trend had almost reached the point of overbearing to some. They never had any issues with it, kids are kids and there should be no one forbidding them for having fun. They just don’t understand how some young adults could shame the children for doing so. “My cousin collects them, he might be able to lead you to the perfect place for fidget spinners. I’ll give him a call, if you like.”

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ofcvegas:

having been here a week already vegas was growing used to the apartment life, and by that she meant not leaving the indoors for anything ever. however she had been craving something, but unable to place a finger on it. styling herself in a loose knitted red jumper and comfortable stretchy jeans, feeling slightly awkward about heading out alone, she hid her hands in the sleeves of her jumper and just walked, out of the apartment complex and straight into a stranger, “oh my god! I’m so sorry.” her hands rested on the other person’s shoulders, “i really just zoned out, oh wow… I’m so sorry.”

Elijah slinks as the petite body collides with their firm one, on instinct they lap a hand up to make sure she wasn’t about to fall. They have been planning to take a walk outside given how quaint the weather seemed this morning and they haven’t had a good walk in a while either. “It’s okay, ma’am. Are you alright?” They asked concernedly.

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