&;;—— Criminal tongues conspire against the odds
It's strange, the way you have found a companion in the other, maybe after months of tension or annoyance, perhaps in spite of your backgrounds or beliefs. Whatever it was that had stood between you and this friendship matters not, now, because that is what it's become: a friendship, however unlikely. (Open, all - likely Order/Aversio)
&;;—— But I make these high heels works
They say it can be difficult to find people who truly understand you, especially when 1979 isn’t known for being friendly to those who lead “alternative lifestyles.” But times are changing, and you can understand it, can illuminate the way of life he wishes to lead. Maybe it starts with a borrowed skirt or a glance caught at a certain dress in a shop window. Maybe you introduced him to the scene or a few special bars or clubs that welcomed him with open arms. It can be difficult to find kindred souls, but somehow the two of you have managed where it’s important. (Open, all)
&;;—— Far too young (to die)
The world was simpler when you were younger, when you were close, and that, perhaps, was why it worked. But time didn’t slow for either of you, and you might have grown apart, adopting different ideals, or maybe it was a simple inevitable drifting. Maybe you’re still close, and you recall those days with joy rather than a sad sort of nostalgia. Either way, you were a part of his life during your formative years. (Open, all)
You are, perhaps, a leader, of sorts, or even just someone to whom he can admire, can look up to, aspire to emulate. You are the positive influence a lost boy so desperately needs - even if that influence falls on deaf ears and stubborn pride. You may even become something more, something of a parental figure to occupy that space he has missed and needed so dearly. Or, maybe he is the one to admire, to follow after, to teach you and guide you - whether for good or for bad. There is much to learn, after all, and it’d be wise to take what guidance is available in order to survive. (Open, likely Order/Aversio)
&;;—— Girls and boys and love is not a choice
You were there, when he discovered himself, to give up that affection, that care he had craved. You helped him, guided him, introduced him to himself and a new world around him. You were, and always will be, ‘the first’ - kiss, intimate moment, boy, girl; there are many firsts, after all, for a young man to experience. Maybe you’re still close, or maybe now you think back on whatever it was and cringe with regret. But you were there, in the beginning, and that - fortunately or not - will always mean something. (Open, all - especially a guy)
&;;—— You can set yourself on fire
You probably shouldn’t be in the same room together. Maybe, once, you were close - friends, or something like it. Maybe you have never been able to stand the other, for one reason or another. You don’t like him and he doesn’t like you, and that’s just how it’s going to be, for as long as you both are breathing. (Open, all)
&;;—— Don’t threaten me with a good time
It’s good, it’s bad, it’s dirty. It’s late nights and clashing tongues, sharp words, teeth bared - words thrown back and forth, if not more, aiming to hurt, because that’s what you do, isn’t it? But it’s too good, too good to give up, to walk away from, whatever it is. It’s a fucked up mess, but it’s yours. (Open, all, tw: abuse)
&;;—— Raise hell and turn it up
You have always been labeled “bad.” A bad influence or personality, it doesn't matter which. You know how to embrace your vices, to allow them to devour you whole and swallow up anyone who happens to be near. You are a firm believer in the power of indulging your every whim - illegal, dangerous, or just plain stupid - and it doesn't take much persuasion for him to follow suit. It's important to let loose, after all, because all of our days are numbered. (Open, all)
&;;—— Damn your kiss and the awful things you do
Something brought the two of you together, be it a carefully crafted manipulation or simple happenstance, and something about you has pulled him in and ensnared him, trapping him in you, you, you. Maybe you feel the same way, maybe it’s all a game. But it’s dangerous, verging on obsession, and maybe neither of you want to escape it. (Open, all - likely Death Eater)
&;;—— Liars settle into sockets
Secrets, now, carry weight, importance. They can bring about downfall and destruction, death in tow. They are power, and you have that over him. You know something; how you use it, or not, is up to you. Perhaps there was something, hidden in his past, that you have dredged up, or maybe it’s current - his involvement in Aversio - and only you know. Whatever it is, it is power, for you to do with as you please. (Open, all - likely Order/Death Eater)
&;;—— All the memories that we make will never change
There was something between you, long ago. Maybe a date or two, or something purely physical, but it happened. It could have ended well, leaving the two of you on good, friendly terms, or perhaps it ended badly, screaming and fighting for one reason or another. You might no longer be on good terms, and now there may be bad blood between you. Maybe, after a try, it became apparent that friendship suited you two better. However it ended, there’s always that knowledge that it happened. (Open, all)
&;;—— A wonderful caricature of intimacy
You are friends with an added layer of intimacy, if it can even be called that. Stress relief, is what you both think when it finally happens one night, and it's what you think the next time and the time after that. But it works, because there's nothing more than friendship between you two, and there never really will be. (Open, Order/Averio)
&;;—— It's a hell of a feeling though
It happened, once, and you're not even sure you remember it all. There'd been one too many shots and bad decisions waiting to happen, and this happened to be the culmination of that night. Maybe it's happened again, for whatever cosmic reason. But you really wish it hadn't, and you hope that no one ever finds out about it. (Open, all)
&;;—— Oh, if you only knew what we've been up to
You can hardly stand to be in the same room, to even think about one another. Yet, somehow, you ended up close - too close. You don't want to remember it, as it's all you can think about whenever you see each other. But you remember and it happened, and it's only fueled the animosity between you. (Open, all)
&;;—— If you love me let me go
He is drawn to you, feels about you a way he’s never felt about anyone. Or maybe it’s something simpler - a crush, if nothing more - but it’s still too much. You don’t feel the same way, and you never will. His affection is yours, and yours to do with as you please. (Open, all - Death Eater would be fun!)
