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eternallypetite:
open starter || in honor and blood
“ Is that doubt I hear in your voice? The job went off without a hitch. Just like it always does. ”
❛ without a hitch. right. ---is that MINUS the massive spectacle you all made? what happened to some subtlety? ❜
starmaiden:
❛ my my ariadne, I never knew you felt so passionately about rides. however could I turn down such amazingly charming statements? ❜
❛ you’re a DOLL darling --- let’s get outta here. you need your reward. ❜
concordiiia:
❝ if they would bother to listen, i might’ve told them the same thing. ❞
❛ let’s just smack ‘em all upside the head and call it a day. ❜
bacchxs:
“A little lower, hm?” A smirk, and he trailed his kisses back down her neck, slow and gentle, before stopping at her shoulder with a teasing grin. “Right here~?”
❛ don’t be a DICK, baby --- you know what i want. ❜
pcmegranates:
aghast inhale of breath, indignant expression perching itself atop her fine features. ❛ okay i would never hit someone unless they were being predatorial or something! ❜ offended & exaggerated hand gestures punctuate her defensive statement before she crosses her arms. ❛ but … like … the second thing may have happened. or might be about to happen, i don’t know. there was a lot of name-calling from her, directed my way. if anything, i should be the upset one, not her. but honestly, who the fuck still thinks ‘slut’ is a good insult? like, get with the fucking times, women are allowed to have sex & be attractive! GODS. ❜
ariadne grinned before she could help herself, stifling a laugh in her bowl. ❛ right, sorry -- my bad. ❜ she’s not laughing now, mildly concerned by the whole idea of the exchange. but moreso because she KNOWS that her poor boyfriend isn’t gonna hear the end of this. maybe it’s all good riddance --- although, whose word do you trust? ari just wants to finish her ice cream. ❛ the uneducated, honey, and those who think they’ve got something to prove. slut’s a word to be proud of. like --- good on ANY girl whose getting some. all the power to ya’. you need a drink or something? needa calm down? ❜
bacchxs:
“Hmph, you know I don’t like it when you do that.” A tiny grin, and he lifted his head a bit, if only to trail kisses along her jawline. “True..but something tells me you prefer this, love.”
❛ you do know how to treat me right, baby --- now, if only you’d kiss a little lower... ❜ her laugh reverberated in her chest, still grinning up at the roof.
concordiiia:
❝ i am not allowed to forget, but the others hide away on olympus … content to let the world go by. it is not the way things should be. ❞
❛ if i wasn’t at risk for offending some of the more temperamental gods, i’d tell them to get their shit together. ❜
starmaiden:
❛ just admit I’m an absolute angel and we can be off like a shot. ❜
❛ you’re perfect ---- i owe you my LIFE, oh gracious angel from above. you are more divine than any other being i’ve ever met .... is that good? ❜
spiritoftrickery:
❛ No one has a temper as Hera does. ❜
❛ ------- you’ve got me there. ❜
bacchxs:
“I could.” Instead, though, he just promptly tugged her into his lap, brow raising as he nuzzled against her neck, lips brushing against the skin there. “Or you could kiss me, and I would stop begging for it.”
❛ baby, i was trying to play hard to get. ❜ but she was smiling now, moving to straddle his lap. ❛ it’s hard to give you that kiss you’re lookin’ for when you’re doing that.. ❜ her head rolled back, eyes falling shut at his kisses.
vindictiveolympianqueen:
Hera smirked, amused. ❝Not trying to get me drunk, are you, dear? It’ll take a lot more than tequila for that, you know.❞
❛ why would i have left olympus at all if i wanted to get you DRUNK, babe? nah. we’re just gonna have some fun. ❜ her attention turned back to the bartender, thanking him for the tequila. ❛ but how many shots of this do you need before i can convince you to do karaoke with me? ❜
herateleia:
“You know, I can’t recall ever having that issue myself.”
❛ what? a cute little piece like you? i don’t believe it. you ever had a guy hit on YOU, only to find out he isn’t the best option? ❜
mmm, like for a longer starter !!
vindictiveolympianqueen:
❝As long as you buy me the good stuff and not the cheap shit.❞
❛ only the best for you, baby ------ ❜ ariadne beamed, leaning across the counter to whisper something in the bartender’s ear. ❛ this guy has some of the BEST tequila in the world. you’ll love it. ❜
bacchxs:
“How cruel you are to me, really.” He sighed dramatically, shifting a bit so he could reach over and gently take hold of her arm, tugging her over slightly. “Please? All I want is a kiss from you,” he murmured, a hand caressing her cheek. “And then you can finish your pizza. I promise.”
❛ i’m still not all that convinced. who says i can’t finish my pizza anyway, huh? you gonna take it away? wow --- you don’t seem very dedicated... ❜
thick tendrils of smoke drifted towards the dusky sky, pinks and yellows clashing in an expanse of muted colour. it was a cycle now. take a drag, hold it until alveoli threatened to burst, repeat. that dreaded smoke brushing across the split in her lip, making bruised ribs ache. but it numbed the buzz in her head, made the incessant drone of hateful thoughts disappear, if only for a moment.
it couldn’t help the image burned into the back of her eyes. it couldn’t erase the pain in her wrists from her self-defence, nor the nauseous feeling in the pit of her stomach. but at least she didn’t hate herself for those blissful moments as there was nothing but smoke. she could still see his face -- her attacker, intent on killing. she remembered being backed into a corner, annoyed and terrified, as she dodged as many of his blows as she could, landing a few of her own. she remembered the bottle in her hand, piercing his flesh, the red of his blood coursing over her hands as he gasped, and gods, the smell --- the SOUND...
so there she was. sitting on the curb, smoking her fourth cigarette, with no intent on stopping, knuckles bloody and skin black and blue. she wanted to go home, but ari couldn’t worry dio. not yet. she couldn’t even look up at the sound of shoes scraping along pavement, the huff as whoever the newcomer was sat at her side. she just stared, and smoked.
❛ you looking for a light? ❜
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