Elijah Soloman

25 year old Freshman at Briarcliff Studying Psychology and Sociology

[souleaterelijah-blog]

delilahreynolds:

Delilah nodded and absentmindedly trailed her fingers across the fabric of the comforter. “The bed’s soft and all, but my blanket’s kinda old and scratchy.” The moment he moved onto the bed, Delilah pushed herself up into a sitting position to make more room for him, folding her legs criss cross style, her knee brushing against him. As discretely as she could, she sniffed him and was pleased to find that he smelled good. Surprisingly so, in fact. “I’m Delilah,” she smiled, extending her hand to him.

Elijah took her hand as gently as he could, and rather than shaking it he brought it to his lips. He placed a soft kiss to the back of her hand before releasing it. "Elijah," he replied with a smile. "It truly is a pleasure." He folded one leg across the other and placed his head in his hand. "So, Delilah, what brought you to Briarcliff?" He was interested, he could not deny it. This woman who so carelessly entered his room without a second thought. She didn't even know what she had walked into. But then again, how could she?

[thxfeared]

Although the blonde had been cautious since arriving at the university, the question of who may or may not have heard of him had been bouncing around in his brain and driving him crazy. Which was why when he saw someone approach the bench he was sitting on, he spoke up. “Um, excuse me. You wouldn’t have happened to have heard of a man by the name of Ciarán Payne would you?”

[souleaterelijah-blog]

Elijah had been walking about, minding his own business, when a voice startled him and caused him to look up from his phone. He looked around, making sure that he was the one being spoken to. Turned out there was no one else around. "Uh, who?" Elijah asked, thoroughly confused. "Should I know him? Is he famous or something?" He instantly felt the need to google the name, although he resisted for the moment.

[remingtonvauser-blog]

“I’ve seen like three girls on campus bring back those oversized teddies, and I want one.”

[souleaterelijah-blog]

"Perhaps you should find a man to provide you comfort instead of a silly toy," Elijah mused, taking a seat next to the girl.

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delilahreynolds:

“I’d love to,” she smiled. Delilah walked to the edge of the bed and with a distinct lack of grace, she flopped onto the blanket face first. “Oh wow,” she giggled as she propped her head up in her hands, blowing a few strabds of hair out of her face, “it is really soft. I’d even go as far as to call it fluffy.”

Originally posted by clareyfray

Can it really be this easy? Elijah thought delightfully as he watched her not hesitate to flop on his bed. For a moment, he wondered if this was some sort of trap. You didn’t walk around sucking the life out of everyone you meet without being cautious. And then  he had to remind himself where he was. College, a place where young people had no inhibitions or worries. Maybe it would be easy to stay satiated constantly. “I’m assuming your bed is not as fluffy..?” he asked, moving forward to sit down next to her on the bed.

[souleaterelijah-blog]

simongreer:

“Normally it’s not my go to move to meet people no.” He scoffed. “I’m sorry it was an accident.” Noting his look to his shoes. “I’ll just buy you a new pair if its that big of a deal.”

Elijah waved a hand at the older gentleman and shook his head. “I can afford a new pair, it’s not that big of a deal, buddy,” he replied, a sneer still on his face. What a first day, having his favorite pair of shoes ruined. “I suppose you need another coffee now.”

[souleaterelijah-blog]

delilahreynolds:

All the movies Delilah had seen taught her that an open door was an open invitation to socialize. Without even bothering to knock, she walked a few steps into the stranger’s room and looked around, hands fidgeting with the urge to touch everything. “Oh, hey!” she greeted with a wave when he noticed her. “I like your blanket. Is it as soft as it looks?”

Originally posted by ceeyoutea

Elijah was pleasantly surprised by the beauty of the redhead who had entered his room. Before he could even begin to think of a response, she was halfway in the room and inquiring about his blanket. A chuckle escaped his lips as he reached up to run his fingers through his hair. “Care to try it out yourself?” he asked, gesturing to his bed and inviting her to climb in.

[caraholliday]

“Can I get your opinion on something?” Cara asked the person closest to her in the library, swinging her laptop around to face them. “I registered too late to have a room on-campus. So… I’m testing the waters with Craigslist… I need help finding a roommate that won’t potentially kill me and sell my organs for money.”

[souleaterelijah-blog]

“And what exactly is that?” Elijah asked, folding the corner of his page and closing his book, turning to find an attractive female eyeing him, laptop in hand. He leaned forward to get a better look at her screen, happily breathing in her scent and finding it intoxicating. Waiting to make a good name for himself would be harder than he thought. “Isn’t Craigslist a cesspool of murderers and rapists?” he asked playfully, the corner of his lips raising into a smirk.

[kiki-archer-blog]

Simon had been between classes and he needed some caffeine so he made his way to the universities coffee and tea shop. Ordering what would become his usual drink, black coffee wiith espresso. Once he got his coffee he turned to the door  but before he could even take a step he felt himself collide with another person. Spilling his coffee on the floor. “I’m sorry.” The words left his lips quickly. “I wasn’t paying attention, obviously haven’t had the caffeine yet.”

[souleaterelijah-blog]

Talk about a first impression... Elijah thought with disdain as he looked down to his Vans. He shook his foot, attempting to flick the coffee that had now stained them off. “Fucking brilliant...” he grumbled before lifting his head to the stranger. “Is this how you greet everyone you don’t know?” Elijah asked, raising a single eyebrow, his face stoic.

[souleaterelijah-blog]

Truth be told, Elijah didn’t own much. His last few years had been spent traveling the globe with the bare minimums on his back. And so, picking out decor for his room had been rather challenging. As he spread out his drab gray comforter, he heard a shuffle behind him. Taking a breath through his nose, he masterfully placed on his doe eyes and turned toward his open door. “Umm, hello?”