#marisouls

[zzozoa]

—  @marisouls​  gets  a  descvdayball  starter .

          gonzo was quick to pocket his phone as he crossed the ball party to marisol. of all the events that had both isle borns and auradon borns, the valentines ball seemed to be one of the few that hadn’t become a dueling ring and gonzo, at least in part, wanted to keep it that way if for no other reason than because he was actually having fun. gonzo shook his hair back and out of his face, offering the sea witch a bright smile as he took a bow,    “    you  look  lovely  as  ever.    ”    he said as he straightened upright and offered her his arm.

the compliment was genuine, marisol always seemed to dress to impress and done it in such an effortless way that it was a little intimidating. but gonzo was in a good mood, he felt presentable, and all he had to do was cast a glance around the crowd and he could spot his crew scattered amongst the guests. it made him feel brave.    “    coming  to  make  good  on  that  offer  for  a  dance.    ”

[evltide]

  ❝    and   𝑤𝘩𝑎𝑡  𝑒𝑥𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑙𝑦  d’ye  think  y’er  doin’?    ❞      accent  thick,  words  drawn  out on his tonge,  a  penchant  of  𝖊𝖝𝖈𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙  fills  the  tone  of  his  voice  as  the  top  of  his  blade  digs  a  little  deeper  in-between  her  shoulder  blades.    don’t  think  he  hasn’t  caught  @marisouls​  snooping  around  the  𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐏  𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐄,  always  in  search  of  something!  was  it  another  bottle  of  tequila    [  𝙾𝙷,  𝙷𝙴  𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳𝙽'𝚃  𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙳  𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃,  𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈  ]     or  perhaps  something  far  more  valuable?               ❝    hmm?      [  . . .  ]    hand  it  over    ❞

[stupidbus]

     ❛   did you know that people  really  keep lizards as pets ?  ❜            the  amazement  in  her  voice  is  palpable,   eyes  wide  as  she  gives  her  head  an  incredulous  shake.        ❛   i  thought  that  only  happened  in  tv  shows  !        my  mum  would  never  let  me,   but  i  just  feel  like  a  lizard  or  a  little  baby  gecko  would  fit  me  so  much  more  than  just  your  regular  dog  or  a  cat.         though  my  brother  would  probably  ruin  it  and  ask  for  one  of  those  big,   amazon  snakes  or  something  . . .  ❜  

@marisouls​   ♡d    for a starter .

[bloomrots-a]

—–    @marisouls​​ said :       “ people who have friends don’t call me. ”

          “   can’t imagine why ,   you’re just so fun to be around .   ”     the snark comes simply as an instinct ,   a defense ;   she knows she has no friends ,   she knows for certain that she is truly the last person that most people want to spend time with .   she prefers it that way ,   but it doesn’t negate the aching loneliness that grips her from time to time .   but that is frankly none of marisol’s business ,   so instead of rising to the bait ,   she swishes the bottle in her hand to bring it to the other’s attention .     “   you want some ,   or what ?   ”

accepting !

[harryshaed1]

―  @marisouls​  ♡’d  for  a  starter .

❝  don’t  back  out  now,  marisol,  we’re  getting  to  the  fun  part.  ❞

[tideridera]

DEADLY  NIGHTSHADE ↳↳  accepting ( @marisouls​ )

❛  i  never  wanted  to  hurt  you .  ❜

                    harry  met  marisol's  gaze  with  his  own.  deep  pools  of  rich  darkness  seemingly  clashing  with  harry's  vibrant  blue.  harry  liked  to  think  that  he  and  marisol  were  on  good  terms.  he  respected  her,  he  liked  her,  she  was  fun  and  entertaining  and  the  way  they  could  move  and  shift  and  react  together  was  almost  seamless.  he  had  thought  they  were  on  the  same  page,  despite  how  much  closer  they  were  getting,  how  the  line  between  friend  and  more  was  blurring,  harry  hadn't  thought  that  it  was  a  BAD  thing.

"        yeah  .  .  .  i  think  you  did.        "        harry  said.  his  voice  deceptively  calm  as  he  eyed  the  sea  witch  in  front  of  him.  getting  hurt  was  an  expected  pain.  they  lived  their  entire  lives  waiting  for  the  strike  that  would  come  out  of  the  dark  when  they  least  expected  it  and  while  harry  had  waited  for  the  blow,  he  hadn't  thought  that  it  would  come  from  marisol.  harry  chewed  on  the  inside  of  his  cheek  absently  as  he  considered  his  next  words  for  a  fraction  of  a  moment,  and  he  stepped  forward.

                    "        i  think  you  realized  how  close  i  was  getting  and  got  spooked.        "        harry  pressed  as  he  closed  the  distance  between  them,  but  his  approach  wasn't  slow  or  gentle.  he  stalked  towards  her  like  a  predator  and  when  he  was  within  arms  reach  he  grasped  a  hold  of  her  wrist  and  pulled  her  towards  him.        "        so  you  lashed  out,  thinking  that  if  you  hurt  me  i'd  run.  tell  me  i'm  wrong.        "

[janefaery]

Incorrect   quotes   7/∞   ( ft. @marisouls )

[janefaery]

@marisouls​   said   :   [   lift   ]   for   your   muse   to   give   mine   a   hand   stepping   up   or   over   something   etc.

"Oh,   thank   you."   Not   tall   of   statue   by   any   means,   Jane   appeared   even   shorter   next   to   Marisol   and   no   pair   of   heels   she   owned   could   ever   disguise   the   different.   Flats   shoes   made   for   walking   unsteady   ground,   Jane   lacked   any   fake   height   to   compare   to   Marisol,   but   the   issue   of   height   shouldn't   have   been   an   issue   at   all.

"We   could   have   used   the   gate,   you   know."   Jane   pointed   out   once   again,   nodding   to   the   unlatched   gate   that   was   well   within   sight   of   their   current   position,   the   slight   opening   in   it   far   more   inviting   than   having   to   scramble   over   the   fence.   Perhaps   it   made   Marisol   feel   like   she   was   breaking   in,   but   Jane   merely   held   concerns   of   ripping   her   dress.   

Holding   onto   Marisol   with   one   hand,   Jane   made   sure   her   outfit   wasn't   caught   on   a   nail   or   splinter   of   wood   before   hopping   down   and   smiling   at   Marisol   once   her   feet   were   firmly   on   the   ground   again.   "You're   always   going   to   think   of   me   as   clumsy,   aren't   you?"   Yet   how   could   she   mind   when   it   made   Marisol   treat   her   like   a   delicate   thing   to   be   protected?   A   pleasant   feeling   and   rare,   couldn't   she   be   forgiven   for   indulging   in   it   once   or   twice?