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 cook .   present  my  muse  with  home - cooked  food . (percy and zeke)

Zeke was at work when his stomach started to growl, shit, he forgot to eat breakfast and forgot to bring a lunch today. It was almost as if someone had read his mind when Percy walked through the basement door. He was a bit taken aback when Percy headed for him instead of October first, taking out a container from behind his back and setting it on Zeke’s desk. He had a grin on his face as he explained he brought James food and had extra’s, wanting to know if Zeke wanted it.

“Are you my guardian angel or some shit? Of course I’m gonna take it, I’m starving.” Zeke chuckled and moved the container closer to him as he inhaled the delicious smelling food. He thanked Percy who smiled back and walked away to go say hi to October before leaving again.

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Patch: Chuck 🥺

Zeke was still getting used to this whole... brother thing. He’s gone 39 years without the knowledge of one and it was sprung on him in an instant but still, he knew he longed for a family again and now he’s got one. Chuck and Zeke tried to catch up as much as possible, it was hard when neither of them really knew anything about their original family. Chuck only because of how young he was and Zeke because he repressed so much of his childhood he’d forgotten his parents too. 

Chuck had to come to the precinct to get more information on a case he was working on and Zeke was there to help. But Chuck was clumsy and unintentionally set his hand where October keeps all of his tools for work making him slice his hand on the fresh scalpel. He couldn’t help but laugh at Chuck before dragging him off to the sink to have him clean it as he got bandages for it. 

Of course Chuck scolded Zeke for laughing but he couldn’t help it, it was a little funny. As he finished rinsing off his hand and patting it dry, Zeke grabbed Chucks hand and applied a bandage to it and wrapping it with a couple layers of gauze just to keep it from sliding off. “Next time watch where you put your hand stupid,” He teased before ruffling Chucks hair. Chuck may have been taller but he was leaning against the counter so it was easier anyway, laughing softly as they both went back to work. 

@moonlightxandxroses

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hand . hold out a hand for my muse to take . (Gaddiel)

Zeke was out walking just trying to clear his head some after having been told that he has family who are not only alive but here in Faerune with him. He wasn’t paying much attention to what was in front of him, his gaze just looking at his feet as he walked. He was lost in thought, how could he still have family? Let alone them be living in the same place for literal years. It wasn’t until someone hit him full force as they ran past, knocking out of his trance and onto his ass. 

He was annoyed but he wasn’t going to do anything, he didn’t really have the energy to go after someone just to have it end in the two just cussing each other out. Out of the corner of his eye, Zeke saw a hand reaching towards him. Looking over he saw a man standing there offering his hand to help him up which Zeke hesitated but eventually took. “Thanks man,” He mumbled out as the other helped him off the ground.

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∗ 12﹕ a text that wasn’t meant for the receiver . (zeke for percy)

[Text: Percy] Hey babe i’m on my way home, imma meet you in the bedroom for some fun ;)

[Text: Percy] FUCK. PERCY. THAT WAS NOT FOR YOU. CLEARLY. PLEASE DONT TELL OCTOBER I LIKE MY FACE.

[Text: Percy] ILL GET YOU A SQUISHMALLOWS THING WHATEVER THAT IS JUST DONT. TELL. HIM.

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o1﹕ a  text  sent  late  at  night

[Text: James] James, buddy, friend of mine. I need help. [Text: James] Olive keeps talking about making a fight club. [Text: James] Pretty sure she’s being serious send help I think I’m about to unintentionally join a fight club. [Text: James] I can’t fight, you’ve seen me, I'm built like a string bean. 

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graveyard: do you believe any conspiracy theories? if so, which ones?

The only conspiracy theory I have is that Octobers not actually real and he’s just a figment of everyone’s imagination. A really good figment that can break your nose with his foot.

No I don’t believe in conspiracy theories.

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Send “✆” for a MORNING text.

[Text: James] I’m picking up coffee on my way in today, didn’t wake up early enough to make it. You want anything while I’m pickin some up?

@detectivegoldstein