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gently, we howl at the stars together. gently, we swallow each other whole.

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jayceelynd‌:

After Jaycee finished her photo shoot, she got out of there as soon as possible. Driving herself to the local diner to get some amazing food after that annoying shoot was all that was on her mind. While she tried to put her keys into her purse she accidentally dropped her keys, causing her to gently bump into someone as she was bending down to pick her keys up. “Shit, I’m so sorry. Are you ok?” she asked as she got her keys and stood back up, keys in hand.

Simon was just heading out of the diner over to his vehicle when someone bumped into him. It all happened so unexpectedly. “Whoa, yeah,” he chuckled. “Are you alright?” He glanced down at the item she had picked up, causing the incident. Simon was never one to get upset over something so frivolous. “I’m Simon,” he nodded. There was still quite a few people in the town that he had yet to meet, so he felt that maybe the accident happened to benefit him. I mean, the girl looked like a fucking model. There was absolutely no way he was going to let this opportunity slip by.

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laurelthatcherismss‌:

“Of course I will!” It won’t actually happen and Laurel knew it. But it was fun to joke about it. Who knows, maybe in some other universe this actually happened. And maybe in that universe, she would figure out a better alias for the superhero. “It was so bad, I can’t believe that for a millisecond I thought it was a good name,” she laughed. Grinning, the brunette nodded. “Yeah, that would be great. And since we’re creating this superhero together, perhaps we should formally introduce each other. I’m Laurel.”

“Shit, I got too into this whole superhero thing,” he chuckled, running a hand through his hair. “If we’re gonna cash in on this brilliant idea, you’re right. I’m Simon,” he stuck out his hand to properly introduce himself. “I moved a little too quick there, eh?” There was no doubt that he moved a little too fast at times, especially when caught up speaking with beautiful women. “Now, how about we go get that drink?” He suggested. 

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juliet--thompson‌:

Juliet looked up, seeing the man pop up over the fence. “Oh, hey…if you wouldn’t mind actually. She doesn’t listen for shit.” Juliet laughed, scooping the small dog up in her arms and walking over to the fence. “You just moved in a couple months ago, right? Sorry I haven’t introduced myself, life has been…hectic.” She said, reaching out one hand to shake his. “I’m Juliet.”

He never had the chance to meet any of his neighbors as it was either he was shacked up inside or just never home. “Yeah, a couple months ago or so,” he smiled slightly, still trying to decide if he liked the area. “I’m Simon. Y’know, this probably isn’t the way to meet,” he chuckled, still on the other side of the fence.

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simon is now listening to ► black skinhead  → kanye west...

the lyrics go a little something like this :

↳ " four in the morning, and i’m zoning. they say i’m possessed, it’s an omen. i keep it 300, like the romans. 300 bitches, where the trojans? baby, we living in the moment. i’ve been a menace for the longest. but i ain’t finished, i’m devoted. and you know it. and yo know it. "

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juliet--thompson‌:

Juliet had been running around doing errands all day on her day off, and the last thing on her agenda was to try and get a little bit of training time in with her puppy. Juliet has only had Bella for about 2 weeks, so naturally she wasn’t anywhere near fully trained yet. She walked through the door with her son and the two of them were immediately greeted with excessive yipping coming from Bella. “Shush, come on sweetie let’s go outside.” She said to the small dog before opening the back door to go outside with her.

In the two months that Simon had lived in Dayton, he found the home and neighborhood he moved into to be pretty tame and calm. In the past few days, he wasn’t able to shake the idea that there was a dog next door that would not stop barking, driving him absolutely nuts. Now his dog had already been outside, but he suddenly heard the little shit next door going at it again. Simon having had enough, he went out back and propped himself on the lower part of his fence, before realizing it was just a small little dog, “Uh, you need help training your little guy?” He realized how much of a dick he’d sound like if he started shouting only to his surprise, a beautiful young woman, a child, and a small dog. “I-- I have one, myself,” he shrugged, maintaining his grip on the top of the fence.  

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tori-massaro‌:

“Alright you got it and i can keep up so don’t worry about that.”

“You think so? We’ll just have to see about that. Can you roll?”

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tori-massaro‌:

“It’s polite to ask sometimes. i have mids or some high-grade shit so take your pick.”

“Shit, I’ll take high-grade any day. Unless you can’t keep up.”

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laurelthatcherismss‌:

“Uhhhhh… Maybe… I don’t know…” Mocking an awkward ‘yikes’ face, the brunette’s features morphed to her usual bright grin as she laughed. “Yes, of course! Couldn’t have created Shoe-Defender without you. Actually… No, we’re not gonna go with that name. That was bad, yikes.” It felt so nice to be joking with someone. Lately, she felt as if she has been too serious. And while she’s questioning if the blond was off his rocker or not, she was glad to share a moment where she wasn’t worried or stressed out about something and just laugh, enjoy being silly again. Bursting into laughter, she nodded. “Hell yeah! It could be the DC-Marvel crossover that finally creates solidarity between the fandoms. I love it!”

“Hey, you better. It was genius,” he exclaimed. “We’ll cash in on a few hundred thousand.” Simon loved the sound of that idea, if only the idea he had became a part of reality. “Shoe-Defender couldn’t actually make the cut. We’d have to come up with something more catchy,” he shrugged. I mean, could you imagine seeing “Shoe-Defender” as the title of a movie hitting theaters? Simon knew better. “I like your ideas,” the male grinned. He enjoyed the woman’s presence and how she played along, but wasn’t quite sure if she had felt the same way. “Let me buy you a drink. We oughta talk about our future movie deal, after all,” he chuckled. 

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saysmatilda‌:

“Uh,” She hesitated because she didn’t have a real answer. “I haven’t been in Dayton that long. So I’m mostly just…wandering about. Nothing super interesting.” She admitted, realizing how lame that made her sound. “What about you?”

“I may or may not have the same response as you,” he shrugged. Figuring it was a valid question, “Do you smoke?”  Ever since Simon had made the move to Dayton, all he saw were people that had partied and were into drugs or alcohol. “How long have you been here, anyways?” He questioned.

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tori-massaro‌:

“Who would like to get high and drunk with me?”

“Is that even a question? I’m down. Now, is this gonna be mids that we’re smoking or some pretty high-grade shit?”

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laurelthatcherismss‌:

“Guess we should add Master Bullshitter to the list of my oh, so many talents,” she laughed. “Hell yeah! Maybe my superhero persona will become a fan favourite among audiences everywhere. One can only hope.” Sighing dramatically, she removed her hands from her face to look at Simon. “I have now learned a lesson: Never be nice to strangers, for it will bite you in the ass. Is this my origin story of how I turned from being a superhero to being a supervillian?”

“I get some royalties out of this whole thing, right? We’ll make you a big star. ” He teased. The male enjoyed the direction that this conversation was heading in. Simon loved the not-so-serious conversations, where it could just be of pure enjoyment.  “Aw, man,” he paused. “Why can’t the it go from supervillian to superhero? Helping the country one-by-one.” The male locked eyes with the female, “Maybe you were one of the Joker’s minions, but maybe you saw that the grass actually was greener on the other side.” In all actuality, Simon was high. He was winging it for the most part, but was glad that the female decided to partake in the conversation.

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hxnnxhsxnford‌:

“Well, if you are free, I don’t see why we can’t go and celebrate.” Hannah pulled her laptop out of her bag, waking it up from its very short sleep since she last had it open, and starting typing in the URL to her class website where they were supposed to upload their papers. She attached her paper, finally finished after so many restless nights working on it, and blissfully hit send. “Intruding? Not at all.” She grinned as she closed it again with a certain sense of finality. “Let’s go get that drink. Or two…or three.”

The male watched as she pulled her laptop out, shaking his head in amusement. “Maybe four or five?” He grinned. It was never a question that Simon could throw back quite a few brews. Simon stood up from the bench, as ready as he’d ever be. The bar wasn’t too terribly far, so he figured they could walk. “What was your essay on, anyways?” He questioned. 

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saysmatilda‌:

Matilda laughed a little, a small smile appearing on her face. “No problem.” She responded quickly. “I’m Matilda.” 

Simon chuckled, “You come to the rescue often?” The male grabbed the keys, shoving them inside of his pocket. “Where are you off to, Matilda?” 

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hxnnxhsxnford‌:

“That’s right.” The day Hannah turned twenty-one and didn’t need her fake anymore was a wonderful day. “I’m not sure actually, I was thinking of inviting my friend but not sure if he’s free or not. I wouldn’t mind the company.” She hadn’t expected to find someone to hang out with by sitting on this bench but it was working out in her favor. “I have to warn you, some really creepy guys try to hit on me so you might be fighting a lot - just want you to know what you signed up for.” She joked, smirking over at him.

“I am free,” he shrugged. He hadn’t been out too much since he made his move to Dayton, so he figured it’d be nice to go venture out. “Oh, I can only imagine,” Simon chuckled. He knew how some guys tend to be at the bar, him being one of those creeps at one short point in his life. “I don’t want to intrude if you were trying to make other plans.”

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laurelthatcherismss‌:

“Protector of Mankind? I don’t know, I’m making this up as I go.” She laughed, getting out of her pose. “Yeah, how is it that we have an Ant-Man, a Wasp, about a billion different Spider-people, a Hulk, a talking raccoon and tree, but no protector of shoes? Unjust, practically illegal.” Laughing, she took a step back and much to her surprise, her foot ended up in a puddle. Fortunately, she was wearing sandals that she wouldn’t necessarily cry over and shorts; But as she stood there and took in the irony, she covered her face and shook her head. “Karma is such a bitch!”

The male nodded, “I couldn’t tell. You’re doing a pretty good job,” he acknowledged. “I know,” he paused. “What the fuck. We oughta start a petition,” he chuckled. Simon was into quite a few of the Marvel films, but enjoyed joking with the female that stood before him. “Damn,” he chuckled, shoving one of his hands inside of his pocket. “Now you’re going to be squeaking the whole way back.”

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aiylawtf‌:

Aiyla chuckled lowly. “Oh, I wouldn’t call them childish.. As long as the right questions get asked,” she replied before shrugging as well. Her dark hues captured his as the corner of her mouth curved into a devious smirk. “I can tell you. Or show you…” she mused, stepping into his private space as a hand reached for his chest, her fingertips toying with the buttons of his shirt very lightly. “…If you happen to be willing to put your hand in your pocket.” She found this approach smoother than her going around and stating she’s an escort.

Simon felt his heart racing as the girl stepped closer, being only a few inches away at this point. There was no denying that Simon had a weakness for beautiful women. Simon, never losing eye contact once, “Are you --” he paused, having an idea of what she was referring to. He never imagined that he would be partaking in that sort of lifestyle, but he couldn’t help but to let these seven words out, “There’s a first time for everything, right?”