his phone screen lights up barely moments after he’s done panicking over a careless double tap. why were such applications always such a pain to use? the push notification is read— many times over— he can hardly believe it. she must receive countless likes and comments, so why and how— mouth open wide now, jaw hanging lose in a way that’s uncharacteristic of him, he stares at the device with glazed eyes. the screen goes dark and he’s still holding it tightly between his fingers, quietly horrified. it lights up only moments after, “eriseu has started following you.” he tries not to throw his phone away. (if only he knew that your id didn’t have to be your name in full, and that you could delete photos, and block people)
the touch of midas,
or so he’s been blessed with.
(it’s a curse, isn’t it?)
everything he lays his hands on prospers.
(is it success when they’re mere blocks of gold?)
ii.
but she’s different,
comes to him head high,
palms faced up to the sky.
"i want this", she says, voice clear and firm.
"the gold, the fame, the glory of this world.
men will fall to their feet, worship me like their god.
my name; their religion.”
he obliges, but she’s kept like a feather between his fingers.
(held, but barely; she was never his to keep)
and so she blossoms under his wing,
her name is a mantra, a prayer unto lips.
her dreams become reality;
she will never be forgotten.
he watches on, wondering when the ache in chest had developed.
“happy”. the syllables feel heavy on his tongue.
(he should feel this, but he doesn’t; does she feels the same?)
he watches on, wondering when his grasp on the feather had tightened.
(he fails to notice the golden tint that her skin’s starting to take on)
iii.
"he ruined her”, they say.
idle minds, dormant chatter,
lips that move far too quickly.
he pays no mind to gossip,
but it’s the name that follows that has him on his feet.
eris, they whisper.
she’s been acting weird;
showing up at meetings smelling like
shelves of booze they keep at convenience stores.
blood turns to ice,
ice turns to stone,
stone turns to gold.
his hand is empty,
save for the remanence of the feather that once was.
he turns to look at her,
she is nothing but gold.
he sees red.
[ SMS: KADE ] fuck you
[ SMS: KADE ] “i did it in case you compromised the company” BULLSHIT
[ SMS: KADE ] i know i seem perfectly content being the company’s plaything but maybe i like having someone to help me forget that my life is this fucked up
[ SMS: KADE ] you’re an asshole. you won’t let yourself have me, but you won’t let anyone else have me either.
[ text :: eris ] maybe you’ve forgotten that i am your boss, before all else.
[ text :: eris ] i don’t have to explain anything to you.
[ text :: eris ] so maybe you should shut the fuck up and focus on your career, hm? and not spread your legs for people other than those that i send to you.
♫ - five things your muse finds attractive in a person + eris
send me a symbol for…
♫ - five things your muse finds attractive in a person + eris
— her courage: they come from slightly similar backgrounds, a broken family that cared too little, but he admires the amount of willpower it must’ve taken her to leave a house that had more than enough financially. he acts like it irritates him, for her to have given up everything that he had to fight for so easily– and it does, but it doesn’t change the fact that her bravery awes him. — her determination: her immense desire to change herself and become a successful artist at all costs is what drew him to her initially. her continuous efforts to propel herself forward is something that worries him, but he’s not one to voice his opinion, especially when she seems to enjoy it.— her snarky attitude: she’s one of the few people that outrightly defies him, he finds it amusing although it annoys him most of the time.— her sense of humour: admittedly because he doesn’t have one.— her body: speaks for itself.
[ text :: eris ] get the fuck out of bed.[ text :: eris ] you have this horrible habit of never being awake when i want you to be.
Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.
[ text :: eris ] you look beautiful when you’re asleep.
Send “☎” for a RUSHED text.
[ text :: eris ] meeting in five.[ text :: eris ] you know what you have to do to get this advertising deal.
Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.
[ text :: eris ] you know sometimes i looook at those clients i bring you to and i hesitate because what if oyou don’t want this and i[ text :: eris ] fu ck what am i ev en say gin
Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text.
[ text :: eris ] there are other things that would look good between your lips.
Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.
[ text :: eris ] you have a knack for keeping me up late, although it’s different in this instance.[ text :: eris ] either way, stop texting me and go the fuck to sleep.
Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.
[ text :: eris ] you’re useless. [ text :: eris ] don’t you know that you’re nothing without me? is it that hard to not piss me off?[ text :: eris ] god.
Send “#” for a RANDOM text.
[ text :: eris ] i don’t need you in on my cereal choices, thank you very much.
Send “@” for a SCARED text.
[ text :: eris ] have you gotten home??[ text :: eris ] text me– not call me as soon as you get this.[ text :: eris ] what the fuck i thought i had you scheduled to end a couple of hours ago.[ text :: eris ] don’t fuck with me, it’s not funny. you are my responsibility.
Send “&” for a LOVING text.
[ text :: eris ] i left early, auditions today.[ text :: eris ] didn’t want to wake you, but breakfast’s on the table for when you wake up.[ text :: eris ] sleep in.
Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.
[ text :: eris ] what are you wearing in that photoshoot? it looked good.[ text :: eris ] just asking.
Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.
[ text :: eris ] you have no idea how good it’s going to be fuck you???[ text :: eris ] and don’t start spreading rumours in the office or i’ll have you by the neck.
Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.
[ text :: eris ] yes mr son, don’t worry, eris is coming with me.[ text :: eris ] well oops wrong number but– this is a good way to inform you of your new client, i guess.
Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
[ text :: eris ] you’re such a whore. who cares if you’re doing it purposefully, who cares if you enjoy it? at the end of the day you’re just a slut that men lust after, one that spreads her legs for the latest iphone.[ text :: eris ] you’re no saint.
☂ - the last thing my muse bought, ♞ - the most recent crime my muse committed, ☯ - the three things my muse has most recently lied about, ❄ - five thoughts my muse has recently had
send me a symbol for…
☂ - the last thing my muse bought
a pair of cufflinks.
♞ - the most recent crime my muse committed
accepting bribes in monetary form, and in the form of other miscellaneous favours.
☯ - the three things my muse has most recently lied about
— “the company only wants the best for you, we care.”— “i only want the best for you, i care.”— “it’s just this one time, i promise.”
❄ - five thoughts my muse has recently had
— she looks like she could interest mr kang. pretty face, petite but voluptuous. — i should get some milk…— i have to remind the gentlemen to remember not to leave any marks— could’ve sworn that i saw a bruise on him. it’ll cost us if that happens again.— i’m going to strangle her i swear to fucking god if she fucks up again i’m literally going to—— the trainees are so desperate, i don’t know if i should laugh or cry. it’s good, i suppose.
