#cursedvessels

[miidnighters]

@cursedvessels | liked for a starter

"C'mon, it'll do you some good to get out of the shop."

Tate knows he's wheedling. He's probably being annoying in fact, but that can't be helped in the face of his mission - his mission being get Shiloh to have some fun.

"Just take the afternoon off. Come ice skating with me. Then I'll order a whole bunch of flowers to be sent to my momma and my sister, you know I will. You won't be out anything."

[monachopsicalwhimsy]

{ Closed Starter - Shiloh & Adain } @cursedvessels

Shiloh and Adain have been together for a while now, and she's also been skirting the idea of getting a pet for a while, but always brushed it aside for one reason or another. She's always been an animal lover though, with a soft spot for dogs. The idea has been bouncing around in her brain more lately and she's been considering bringing up the idea to Shiloh. While the pair of them don't live together yet, not technically anyway, she feels with the amount of time they spend together, that it's a decision he should help make. She's been running errands around the city; stopping to set up some last minute details for her book release at a new location, grabbing a few odds and ends they needed, et cetera. She's just about to head for her car in the parking deck around the corner when she hears a clattering and following whimpering of a small animal coming from the alley she had just passed. Adain backtracks immediately, rushing forward when she sees a tiny golden retriever puppy stuck inside of a box of trash. "Oh you poor baby! Santa maria let's get you out of this garbage!" The woman exclaims, scooping the little fluff ball into her arms. He's a little dirty and underweight but seems okay otherwise. A pout pulls at her lips as she looks him over before hurrying to her car. She stops to grab some puppy food, and, of course, while she's there it's so incredibly hard to resist looking at everything else he might need.. but she manages to stop herself. Adain isn't even sure she'd be keeping him, after all. After he wolfs down some food and water, it's not long before the baby is curled up in a blanket, sound asleep on the passenger seat. She heads straight to Shiloh's shop, wanting to talk with him and get a reaction right away. She doesn't want to get attached if he's against the idea. Adain strides through the doors, grateful that no one is in the little floral shop so she can drag him outside without feeling bad for it. "Amoreee!" She beams, all sing songy. Wide, doe eyes regard him for just a moment and she plants a kiss on his cheek before already grabbing his bicep to pull him along. "You have to come out to the car and see what I found. Pleaseee."

[gollldrush]

closed starter for @cursedvessels | leo & barry

She’s not an asshole.

Not like the Barlow family, at least. Perhaps by association, and her unwillingness to correct them. Barry was kind, soft-spoken, even if she didn’t fully get his existence. Clones were strange to her – the concept of them creeped her out a little bit. Likely because she just didn’t understand. Couldn’t get the idea out of her head that he was some sort of AI robot… thing.

Eric couldn’t stand him. Took every opportunity to belittle him or push him around. Would get right in his face and drop a cup on the floor for it to shatter or spill its contents just to be a dick. It was Barry’s job to clean things up, keep the household tidy and repair anything that needed it. They always said they paid him well but Leo highly doubted it.

“You missed a spot.” Eric sneers, smudging his greasy fingers down the fridge.

“Come on.” Leo huffs, getting up on her feet to clean it, before he lifts a hand to stop her.

“Nah, nah, it’s his job. That’s what we pay him for.” For good measure, he drags his hands down another spot. “Ain’t that right, buddy?” Walking past him, he slaps him on the shoulder and shakes him a little, like they’re boys.

Once he’s out of the room, Leo makes a face and goes back to doing something on her laptop. A new lesson plan, trying to come up with something fun for the older kids to do. It was getting harder and harder when they all wanted to stare at their phones and scroll tiktok.

“Sorry he’s such an asshole.” She whispers, peeking up at Barry from behind her screen. “Don’t, don’t clean that, I’ll get it later.”

[miidnighters-a]

@cursedvessels sent [ 26. ] after a pleasant night out together, Skylar asks: "can i kiss you goodnight?"

It's been a lovely night out. They'd found some free show in the park, spent forever just wandering around and chatting, before finally making their way back towards Bella's apartment. It's in the car outside of her building that Skylar looks at her over the centre console and asks - and Bella's smile blooms.

(The question is not a surprise. In fact, she's been hoping for it).

"Yes, please." Bella's already leaning in, closing some of the distance. "I would love that."

[saudadexmses]

starter for @cursedvessels

Noelle: Yes you did. - Noelle Noelle: It was quite interesting, I just let you talk freely. You kept me company while I was cross-stitching - Noelle Noelle: Do you remember anything Ari? - Noelle

[somebrokenfate]

@cursedvessels sent “I’m so tired of eating soup.” -eddie munson & rosie

Rosie looked down at her own cup of soup, frowning slightly with a furrowed brow. She wanted to at least eat with him so he wouldn't be alone. "You want SpaghettiOs next time?" She offers with a tilt of her head. "I mean its hard, Ed, when you're in hiding because of some....thing," She didn't even know what to call all this. "I'm trying. I'm sorry."

[slashcrz]

⤷ a closed starter for @cursedvessels

" WAKE THE FUCK UP! "

the words were followed with a harsh smack, hard enough to leave an imprint of fingers etched in blooming red across declan's cheek. fingernails dug into his captor's jaw as josiah jerked his chin upwards, so the slightly swaying, solitary light hanging above them cast shadows down on their faces. each gentle swing cast a new shape, like the bruises already forming were alive, artwork in a shifting painting across flesh.

josiah grinned, realizing that finally, those lazy eyes had opened... and their little game could finally begin. it was power, sheer unnatural power, that coursed through his veins. though only a man, he held the control of that small, bare, darkened room. power he wanted to flex && enjoy, as he began to circle slowly around the chair which his capture was chained && cuffed into. oh, he'd start slow. the anticipation was better that way.

with each step, the cultist flicked a cracked nail sharp against declan's head as he finished the victory lap back in front of him. " listen up, you little cheers bitch boy. " the grin fell, eyes narrowing, just slits of hazel glaring out with a hostility that palpitated against the cement, soundproof walls of the den. " you're going to answer my questions - all of them. if you don't... well, you will. eventually. "

tongue snagged over chapped lips && slid across his front teeth, surveying the man he'd trapped underground with him. he'd expected more. disappointment was already ringing like prediction in his ears, hands flexing with the need to crack bone && rip through the skin, make this motherfucker bleed. the hope county cult && the cheers had a violent history; and josiah was sick of this feud. sick of losing to a drug cartel. " i hope the rumors about you are true, sweetheart. " he snickered, leaning forward to invade declan's space, hand on his knees as he bent in front of him to give a disgusted once over his prisoner.

[endlessfebrvary]

@cursedvessels asked: “ you want the truth? the truth is when i love people it burns inside me like a poison. it infects every part of me until it feels like they’re in my goddamn soul…and then i fuck it up. and it’ll destroy us both. ”

Anakin feels a myriad of emotions course through him as Georgi speaks. There's poetry to her word choices, a real art for language on display. It's beautiful, admirable, he's in awe of her. If only the content wasn't so painful and hard to actually listen to. There's a deep sadness in Georgi's soul, that much is obvious. And it's a deeper sadness than Anakin understands in this moment, that's obvious too. To another guy it may sound like she's being theatrical. Overdramatic. Pushing him away. Making up a grand excuse for why they can't be together. Anakin's the kind of guy who hears her and takes away that dating is a no-go, a non-starter, because it'll hurt too much. Which is exactly the thing that keeps Ani from giving his own heart away.

For Anakin, it's a matter of losing every single person he's cared for, in some capacity. It's now being too broken to ever open himself fully to someone, to let them into the darkest parts of his mind and heart. He doesn't know how anymore, has forgotten because it's safer that way. Yeah, Anakin loves a lot of people, he looks out for them. But he also holds them at arms length, has a lot of secret boundaries that only come up when they have to. It's not the healthiest, he's able to acknowledge that. Here's a person who gets it, in some way. That's intriguing, it calls to him like a gentle whisper somehow cutting through a sea of screaming. He's locked in on her, unsure if this is the moment they tumble into something terrifying together or if it's about to shatter irreperably.

"The fucking up part... that's inevitable, isn't it?" he asks quietly, meaning it rhetorically since he already knows the answer. "No matter how hard you try to keep it, it's going to break anyway. Maybe it'll be one drop that breaks the whole thing into tiny pieces. Or maybe it'll chip away slowly, and you won't even realize until it's too late. Nothing lasts, especially not the good shit. How can it?" Ani wants to console her and tell her that it won't happen this time, that he's fireproof and can weather her destruction. Those words don't come - he doesn't want to lie to her.

Instead Anakin blinks sad brown eyes at her, resembling a cartoon character with how big and sparkly they are. "I'm sorry I can't do anything to help. I'd love to play superhero and change the whole fucking narrative for you, G, but I'm just a guy, you know? Not a particularly spectacular one at that either. I've been chewed up a couple times already, it's not a pleasant experience." Did it have to be guaranteed with them? Was it worth trying anyway, eventual possible pain be damned? Anakin's not sure, he doesn't have those answers yet. "Or I could get chewed up one more time. By you. It doesn't seem all that troubling... Fuck, I don't know. Georgi, help me out here, I don't know what to say. What's the right move?"