#c:edward

[somethignnclever]

for: @edward-weiss location: glitter gulch, post event

An exhale of relief as she finishes washing her face in the club changing room, patting it dry and checking the time. "Shoot." She quickly starts to speed up, discarding her club bra and booty shorts into her gym bag and changing them out for wide legged linen pants she'd dyed rusty orange and a crop top to beat the Las Vegas night at its own game.

"Nina!" Her stage name is called from the door as she finishes clipping her hair in place with a claw clip, head turning towards the door. "Mr. Weiss is here for you?" The young man, new to the club but not to Vegas, sounded worried. Concerned even. Sophia just smiled, giving a nod. "I'll be right out! Thank ya honey!" She calls with a slow drawl, finishing shoving outfits into her bag, slathering on one more layer of sandalwood-scented deodorant, and slipping her Birks on to go meet Edward.

Sophia emerges from the back moments later, spotting Edward at the back entrance where they'd exchanged secrets only weeks ago. Fitting they'd be taking off out that door together. "Hey! Sorry if you were waiting long. I took longer than I thought I would." She closes the door and latches it, leading the way down the rickety steps.

She could've called Soleil, she would've called Susan, she would've called any of her friends but it seemed more fitting to have a male escort her home. Someone more intimidating. Was it subconsciously an excuse to talk to him again, this time completely off the clock and away from large groups? Potentially. She wasn't going to think about it that hard, she was just happy he answered at all.

"And thanks again for coming... I know it's late. It's not a far walk, though, promise." She looks up at him, a soft smile on her face.

[luciewolffe]

“Come on. Come with me.” Lucie spoke, a smile on her lips as she took hold of Teddy by the arm before he could come into the tea shop. “How much time do you have for lunch or are you not in today?” She asked turning him around and linking their arms lightly as she walked through Hogsmeade.

@edwardtlupin​

[a-smile-madeforwar]

As Ruby left, Henry stood there motionless, desperatedly trying to come up with a way out of the wedding. He wouldn’t just accept his fate and go down without a fight, that wasn’t even an option. Wasn't the fact that it was Ruby he was marrying that he hated the most, but the powerless feeling of not being able to control his own fate. At this point he had already accepted that he had lost Reece for good, the prince knew that if the red didn't hate him before he certainly would now, knowing he was marrying his siter of all people. Reece would think Henry had lied before, when he apologized for sleeping with Ruby. With all those thoughts running through his head, Henry was lead to the only one possible solution to his problem, he had to talk to Edward and explain everything. Make sure his brother would understand his side and stand with him against Victoria. She may be the queen but Edward was king, he held more power on his hands than she did. Walking out of his room, Henry rushed through the corridors until he finally arrived at his brother's chamber. Two guards were standing at the door, but they were quick to move away to let Henry pass after taking in the look on the young prince's face. “Hyung, you have to help me.” Henry said in a weak tone, looking up at the kind with a pleading look on his eyes.

[cygnusblackthethird]

WHO: Cygnus Black and Edward Bones WHEN: Thursday, January 12th, 1978. 8:24PM WHERE: The common area of the parent’s quarters

Cygnus Black could not think of many people who bit at his nerves as deeply as Edward Bones. The Blacks and the Bones families has been feuding for quite some time, but Cygnus felt that his particular hatred of Edward ran personal, on a level even deeper than their historical family dispute. They had been schoolboys together, which was where their animosity was born. In the same year, they constantly competed in regards to their academics. Cygnus despised Edward, and that feeling only increased for every exam that Edward got a better grade, or when he earned points that Cygnus had not made for his own house. Cygnus had considered it a personal affront to his beliefs, and to wizarding society in general, when Edward had dared to steal a respectful pureblooded woman right out from under the nose of a respectful -- at the time, anyways. Merlin knows he wasn’t respected now. -- pureblooded man. 

The two had butted head occasionally, though less often, when they left school. They both worked in government: Edward, as a rule-following order, far below Cygnus’ pay grade. Cygnus, as a member of Wizengamot, a man with real, and true power. Cygnus had never forgotten his dislike of the former Ravenclaw, and when the two men were forced to share a space together, it usually resulted in the exchange of sharp barbs and nasty words. On this particular night, Cygnus was feeling antagonistic. His wife, his partner in all things, truly his best friend, had been taken from him. Every time he thought about it, he felt an icy hand wrap itself around his already cold heart. He had shed tears for the first time in what seemed like a decade, hidden in the privacy of his bedchambers. He’d slept next to a picture of her. She wasn’t smiling, which was how he liked her. She looked every bit the part of an aristocratic lady. He was lost without her, it felt like, and he would have to find some way to adjust to this new normal. 

He was sitting and contemplating such matters, though all strong emotion kept itself safely under lock and key. He was stony faced, one leg crossed over the other, in the common area where the visiting parents were houses. The fire flickered in front of him, and the area was empty and quiet, save for the sound of him shifting on the couch. He heard the sliding stone panel open, and he heard the heavy footsteps of a man. Absentmindedly, he turned to see who it was. To his unhappy surprise, it was Edward. Without even thinking, -- and Cygnus did not do many things without first putting thought into them -- he turned to face his oldest rival. 

“I knew it was you without looking, Bones,” He drawled, practically monotone as he looked at Edward, “I could smell the stench of bloodtraitor.”

@dadwardbones

[sculmatcs]

@wisechildrcn {edward} // bella

Her favorite time of day was slowly approaching, the rare sun setting through their living room window as her legs draped lazily across her husband’s lap. The light danced off her skin, a sight she was now familiar with after years of this life. At first it fascinated her, watching what looked like diamonds shine out of her skin and now it was as normal as the rain. “Charlie is taking Ness out driving tomorrow after school.” She broke the silence as her book closed on her lap. “I know I promised her she could learn to drive from him, but I am starting to think one of us should go.. Just in case something happens.”

[sinfulhymns]

@dimittcre

Edward opened his door without removing the chain, when he saw the woman standing there he let out a sigh, he wouldn’t deny that he missed her, but the ache in his heart reminded him just why he didn’t unlock the door and pull her close to him “Are you lost or something?”

[sculmatcs]

@wisechildrcn {edward} // clara

“The infamous Cullen boy.” Clara said as she looked up at the vampire, having not gotten the chance to meet him, but had heard enough. Seen enough of him. “I guess I was expecting something a bit more impressive, for the vampire that completely changed our world, that is.”

[somethignnclever]

location: Horizon's Psychiatric — office spaces for: @edward-weiss time: end of day, mid may

The clacking of her fingers against her personalized keyboard, doing her best to get the last of her treatment plans completed before heading into the weekend. She leans back, hand reaching for the now watered down remains of this afternoons iced coffee, taking a sip and opting to ignore the change in both flavor and temperature in order to keep going. Sophia wonders if she should take the advice of her colleague and actully chart after groups, or during individual sessions, maybe then she'd actually be caught up.

But then she wouldn't be as present, and that's what's most important right?

It seems to be a fine balancing act, one she has yet to get the hang of, but she figures it is her first real counseling job, she'll get there eventually. Deep brown eyes finish scanning the note and close out of the patients chart, diligently moving onto the next one. The hair stands up on the back of her neck, she can practically hear the floorboards creaking even though she is currently the only one in the wing. Sophia isn't sure how she knows, but she knows he's in the building. Growing up in the deep of Appalachia, she knows a vibe when it catches. Whether it's the ghost that haunts this particular corridor or The Man Himself, she isn't sure, not until his heavy footsteps sound off the walls.

Sophia closes her eyes a moment, sucking in a deep breath and putting up her best emotional guard. Edward is... Fine. He just gives her the willies. There's something wrong with him, but what she isn't quite sure not does she want to find out. And as he rounds the corner, she puts on a soft grin and gives a nod, forearms crossing the rest on her desk as she gazes up at him. "Mr. Weiss! What's up?" She greets, cheerful as ever because as weird as he is she doesn't see the need to treat him with white gloves yet.