#elyse

[sonokido]

Y'all have your favourites but are we not talking about crocodile lady?

"That 'crocodile lady' is named Elyse Parker, and she's the captain of the Typhoons!! Don't you FORGET it!"

[elyselovesjackmarstonn]

I saw 2 of my oomfs do this.. SO I DID IT!!!! UAYYYY

[automatictimemachinedreamland]

[iunarmemories]

closed stater for @writtenindarkness

Eric Byrd was a son-of a bitch. It wasn't an insult when it was true, was it? Spit up and chewed out by the Byrd family matriarch and heir Elyse Collins didn't exactly know if she should laugh or cry about the three years of her life that she had wasted on the arm of a man who still took orders from his mommy. She supposed their was a weird kind of psychology to it, seeing as his mother was merely a pawn in the grander scheme of things. It was his father, Claude who truly had a choke-hold on the city and apparently his wife. His tech company was more than meets the eye and the journalist knew far more than the people around her thought she did. She may have looked the part of air-head blonde accessory, but there was far more to her than that. Her intelligence and unwavering will threatened the simple minded Madeline and in turn Madeline had tried numerous times to undermine Elyse and Eric's relationship.

It would appear that the woman had finally worn down her son because he left Elyse. Or so she assumed. It had been three weeks with no contact, no voice message, email, text or direct message sent to him had been returned, or opened for that matter. The pin to his pent house had been changed, and his doorman switched. It was odd. All of it.

He wasn't dead though. No, far from it. His social media was full of stories of the young millionaire living it up at clubs they had once frequented together. Where she should have been stood a cheaper, tanner, and more Hollywood version of herself. She had been replaced.

Replaced.

It was a good thing that she had a life of her own outside of her socialite boyfriend and his insufferable family. While many speculated she had used Eric to gain a following the opposite had occurred. She had made a sad rich boy iconic and he repaid her by ghosting her. His message was received loud and clear. She was dead to him so she would do what ghosts did best; haunt the living.

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The night of the founders gala had approached shortly after her breakup, if one could even call it that. The young woman had spent an extraordinary amount of time preparing for the event seeing as it would be her first event without Eric beside her. She wanted him to see her, to know that she wasn't crying or broken - if anything she was liberated.

Dressed to impress and feed the gossip columns the blonde appeared red carpet worthy. A scintillating red cocktail dress whose sheer bodice and slit up the side accentuated her figure was paired with tasteful gold jewelry. Her blonde curls were styled in a way that allowed a few ringlets to hang loose while her bangs tastefully framed her face. She kept the makeup simple, shimmery gold eyeshadow, a swipe or two of waterproof mascara and a bold lip. A small designer bag that she could use as a clutch and a comfortable pair of red bottoms rounded out her ensemble.

Arriving just as the gala was about to begin the blonde took a deep breath and hyped herself up. She had one goal that evening and that was to deliver a message, once that was done she could leave and carry on with life as if Eric didn’t exist. She lived a successful life before him and would continue to do so now that he wasn’t a part of it.

As soon as her heels hit the pavement adrenaline took over. There was a certain kind of excitement that accompanied being devious and the woman hadn’t known just how delicious a feeling that was until she was standing in line to be allowed entry into the event. As she grew closer to security she felt a tugging sensation somewhere deep within her mind, looking up her cerulean hues met the unnaturally colored ones of her ex-lover. Fuck Me. Keeping her head held high, Elyse wouldn’t let Eric’s ominous presence dissuade her. As her time came to check in she would smile at the staff member assigned to take roll. “Elyse Collins, my date has already checked in.”

Skimming the list the attendant would look from Elyse to the large security guard next to them and then back to her. “My sincerest apologies Miss Collins, it would appear that your reservation is no longer available. Mr. Byrd has brought another guest.” Blinking once, Elyse would look up at the attendant with veiled disbelief, “I’m sorry, I think I’m mishearing you. My spot has been taken by someone else? The donation I made to the founder’s foundation which grants me entry into this fundraiser, has been taken?” Panic was visible on the attendant’s face as they began scanning through the list to see if by chance they had made a mistake. Not wanting to cause a scene, she would calmly ask, “Is it possible to make another donation?” Was her ego and pride worth funneling more money into this event?

Extracting her revenge wasn’t exactly something she could do sitting at home on her couch eating a pint of ice-cream and asking the gods why they chose her to punish.

As she stood there, bewildered and betrayed she couldn’t help but feel those eyes on her again. Looking up the landing just past the security check in towards the open bar, Elyse would lock eyes with Eric and the woman who had replaced her. There was something wrong about them, but she couldn’t for the life of her place what that was.

[amused-bouche]

@iunarmemories x

The fae did his best to mime her every motion, but he hadn't expected her to have a purse or lipstick. It seemed at first that she didn't notice he had none of those things.... at least until she did notice.

He looked down to his empty hand and her hand with the lipstick, his eyes widened slightly. He'd been found out! Shoot!

"Uh oh.... gotta go!" He said in Elyse's voice, still keeping up the glamour that made him look like her. He quickly ran past her and out the door.

[breakingthepencilslop]

GUYS

THE OWNER OF EC JUST POSTED TODAY

SHE MIGHTVE SEEN THE AI!

WE ARE WINNING!

[jennasart]

Drew a Hundred Line AU for my DR ocs

Please buy hundred line, it's rly good

[elyse-rgrs]

Just posting for my older self when i wanna look back and just look again