the thing is the guy was a total BITCH. he never waved to aster, only to v, always said good morning ONLY to v. he was making heart eyes at the love of aster’s life and it was so fucking rude. so yes, he may have taken his hedge trimmer and shoved it into his throat. what else was he supposed to do? on the bright side it’d been easy to bury his body under the plants ( the guy had been planting at the time ). faintly, aster wondered if he should have asked his name. “i don’t suppose you want a flower?” he asked the other. “i happen to have an extra one.” from his garden, actually.
“ come on. ” he inches closer, his face in the other’s space now, grinning like a predator. there’s a mistletoe hanging right above the pair ( even though christmas is a month away ) and adan can’t stop pointing it out. the lust is in the air tonight. “ traditions are TRADITIONS for a reason. let’s not break them. ”
oof. he was TIRED. getting the shit kicked out of him was something a bit more ordinary then it should have been. it was hardly the first time he got the shit beaten out of him for whatever reason. not even the first time he didn’t fight back. it was just that, this time, he didn’t CARE too. too tired. too much EFFORT. so he took the beating. “could you maybe leave me alone?” he found himself asking. “i’m tired.”
she’s sitting at a table, baskets of food spread out around her. she’s got onion rings, she’s got french fries, she’s got garlic toast, she’s got chicken wings; everything you could need for an all out feast. “ i’ll take another corona, thanks. ” she smiles at the bartender, dips a fry in ranch and pops it into her mouth. “ heaven’s great and all but the food’s nothing to get excited about. ”
“ what do you want? ” she doesn’t even bother to turn around, to see whoever stepped behind her. she can’t manage to pry her eyes off the family from across the road, happily enjoying their hot cocoas and their non-chaotic lives. “ if you want to brag about your PERFECT christmas portraits, you can just fall in a ditch and rot. ”
landon doesn’t consider himself a romantic guy. in fact, he’s quite certain the last feat of romance he pulled off was in the third grade when he gave his turn at the monkey bars to susie carmichael. she’d called him london when she’d thanked him but hey, at least she’d acknowledged his existence. so when hope let’s it slip that she’s never seen snow, he roots it in his mind; one way or another, he’s going to do something about it. two problems: one, they’re in san francisco, and second, he has no magical abilities whatsoever. what should be a doomed realization leads to a pinterest deep dive and the most strenuous few days of his life. by the time he’s done, he hopes he’ll never have to wire projectors, or fight with dry ice and superpowered fans ever again.
in the end, it turns out even better than he expected; the media room’s been turned into a winter wonderland. projectors are casting a snowy landscape on every wall, the man made snow swirling in the air with the assistance of the fans. he’s constructed a pillow fort of sorts with pillows and blankets in the middle of the room, his laptop nestled in the middle for prime viewing opportunity. to say that he’s nervous to see her reaction would be an understatement. he’s led her to the room, his hands covering her eyes as he narrates; turn left here, watch out for pedro, take these stairs and don’t peak. when they finally arrive, he lets his hands drop and watches her expression. “ surprise. ” he smiles tentatively, wringing his hands. “ i know it’s not christmas yet, so we’re a little early ... but you said you hadn’t seen snow and i just thought ... ” in truth, he’d planned on waiting, setting it up closer to the big day preparing some christmas classics to watch together. his plans had changed however when they caught each other under the mistletoe, his desire to make the day perfect drowning out everything else. “ surprise ? ” @chosenlonely
The holidays are just around the corner! The temperature is chilling and the world is moving closer to a new year. Still, San Francisco remains the same. Still stuck as they were.
Unbeknownst to the residents, there is something SPECIAL in the air. Something….deadly. The seven deadly sins, that is. Spun into average ordinary parts of the day, be cautious of you just might be INFECTED.
Mistletoe, a tradition passed on for centuries. However this year it has a bit of a different spin. Lip lock under one, as tradition dictates, and you’re befallen with insatiable LUST.
Desire haunts you. Your skin is on fire with want. It could be a lust for another, a lust for power, a lust for belonging, a lust for most anything you don’t have. It’s the desire to takeit.
Falalala, falalala~ Christmas Carols all around. Some enjoy it. Well, some as it very very FEW. In most, just the noise incites a feeling of utter WRATH.
Fury burns in your chest like an itch you can’t scratch. Small things that used to annoy you now feel like the plague of the earth. Rage? Rage feels like a comfort.
A beautiful Christmas tree star, it goes at the very top of the tree. It is the best, after all. Just touching it fills you with PRIDE, doesn’t it?
You feel power, like you’re on the top of the world. More courage and confidence than you ever knew before. It’s like you could do anything, can’t you?
Gelt? You mean, Chocolate coins, many people giving them out for free. Little bits of golden chocolate right in the palm of your hand. Once consumed, you’ll be filled with GREED.
Everyone wants something, even the desire for world peace comes from a place of greed. Those desires you already want? They’re heightened, and suddenly any thoughts of repercussions fall away. All you feel is want.
The Yule Log, many are burning it, and if you inhale its smoke you are infected by SLOTH.
It was like everything… crumbles. All the responsibility, all the want, everything suddenly seems so… much. Nothing matters, right? You could just lay down, enjoy your day, let it all fade away…
Everyone loves some good cake, right? Christmas cake is something all take a bite of. However, once you do, then comes the GLUTTONY.
It’s funny how people undervalue material possessions. Gluttony makes you want more than your share, whether its food, items or most anything. It makes you take and take andtake…
Ever heard the saying, no two snowflakes are the same? Doesn’t that just incite… ENVY? It wasn’t snowing everywhere, only small parts of the city. Yet, if touched by a snowflake you’re overcome.
Jealousy isn’t a pretty color on anyone. It could be someone who got a single marshmallow more, or perhaps someone whose happy while your life is in shambles, jealousy could come out of most anywhere. Once overcome with it, you’ll want to take what’s rightfully yours…
You could find the sin assigned to your muse, HERE.
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