Tears are for boys,

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affctueuse replied to your post: Gives a paper cut to his jaw.

she gonna lick the blood off, licc licc

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Gives a paper cut to his jaw.

they were sitting together with books, papers and all sorts of mess surroundingthem -- eli was doing homework while she kept him company. She wasn’t themost quiet of studying partners but he didn’t mind the noise, it actually kept himmore focused than silence would. Weird, right?

She was saying something - he could hear her voice but he was zoned out at themoment. He just needed to finish this one paragraph before he could answer her,but before he could even get to the last sentence there was a sharp pain at hisjaw -- 

     there’s a pause. “ ow... what in the world was that for?? “ slim, pianist likefingers came to apply pressure at the scene of the crime, red was already --beginning to bubble up to the surface. “ i wasn’t ignoring you, you know? “

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IT WASN’T THE official “theatre building” per se, but because so many of their classes were held within its halls, multi-purpose rooms and mini-theatres, an old batch of drama kids from a long, long time ago had the idea to start calling it that, until eventually, the rest of the school did. Classes by day, shows by night, the place was never empty, and with the production’s marketing booth set up right at the entrance to the main hall, many other people were coming in to buy tickets and playbills. 

Tino, clearly a frequenter of the place, was on his way inside to help set up for tonight’s show, but there was something admittedly distracting about seeing some guy just standing in front of the building, immobile for no intelligible reason while so many others passed him by. Tino tilted his head. “Uhh. Hey, pal, you OK?” he said, noticing the way the other stood there, as though he’d been frozen on the spot.

his heart almost stopped. he didn’t know how long he had been standing here but he did know that no one had bothered to check on him, the suddenness of the other’s voice startled him. eli was stiff, petrified even. though it didn’t take him long to realize the other was just checking to see if he was O K A Y.

his shoulders were the first to relax, then his hands uncurled from tight fists. he lets out a long breath, one that he had been holding for only the universe knows. “ define -- okay... “ he mutters, ocean colored eyes finding the other as his head turned. “ uh, there’s a lot of people about and -- i’m not really a people person. “

he hopes that would be enough to explain the gist of what had happened. “ i just need one of the playbook things for my class - that’s literally all. “

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Arms  that  snake  around  FRAIL  upper  body  from  behind  arise  a  direct  SENTIMENT  of  security  within  her  ,  as  if  a  SHIELD  is  protecting  her  from  the  ugliness  of  the  world  .  Etoile  is  so  very  short  that  the  back  of  her  head  can  feel  the  blood  PUMPING  through  the  male’s  chest  and  likely  would  he  get  in  return  the  STABLE  rising  of  her  chest  with  each  breath  taken  .  In  this  position  she  cannot  see  his  ethereal  FEATURES  ,  but  her  brain  PICTURES  them  .  Blond  hair  ,  ocean  eyes  into  which  she  could  get  lost  .  .  .  HE’S AN ANGEL SHE WISHES TO KEEP BY HER SIDE FOREVER  .

Obsessed  eyes  squint  and  fingers  began  to  walk  (  quite  literally  ,  with  her  index  and  middle  finger  )  along  PALE  skin  onto  which  a  halo  of  PURPLE  can  be  seen  .  This  bruise  ,  she’s  the  one  who  INFLICTED  it  .  It’s  amusing  how  loyal  he  is  ,  her  INDEX  now  mercilessly  pressing  onto  the  sensitive  epidermis  . ❛  ––  You’re  HUGGING  me  and  you’re  not  even  trembling  .  .  .  Good  boy  .  To  show  off  those  wounds  I  gave  you  so  SHAMELESSLY  .  .  .  You’ve  got  to  be  totally  in  love  with  me  .  ❜

Venom-filled  words  slip  through  plump  lips  that  BLESS  the  inner  of  his  bent  arm  with  a  kiss  .  He’s  behaving  ,  therefore  for  today  he  can  call  it  a  REST  .  

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she knew he never intended on hurting her feelings, he was her little brother after all. the two of them had always been close perhaps even more so than either of them to their very own parents, so she felt very much the same way about him. she’d never go out of her way to hurt him in any way but despite that, it didn’t mean such a comment wouldn’t hurt.

her own feelings were put aside & she accepted his apology, mainly because she knew he hadn’t meant it. at all. heavy silence emits from the woman as she listens to him respond but in all honesty, she wasn’t really surprised. he’d never been big on the whole beauty world, not like she was.

“you know i won’t love you any less if you decide to pursue something different, right? i only want you to be happy, elijah.” the only reason she even took over the salon in the first place is because their mother pressured her, it was never her dream.

pursue something different, huh? that was a weird thing to hear, honestly. their parents had not been so open to that idea. doctor, this -- doctor, that. they wanted him in a career that was going to make him look good, make money & be on top. they didn’t want him in a job that was going to make him happy.

“ this wasn’t your dream. “ he finally answers. “ so, what gives me the right to go after something i want? we come from the same womb, you know? if mother & father want me in the medical field then i might as well be in the medical field. “ it wasn’t so much about pleasing his parents but more so he didn’t want to hear

what they would say if he went against their wishes. “ mother wants a doctor son, you know that. she wants someone she can brag about at their parties, someone she can carry around like a trophy. it doesn’t matter what i want. it has never mattered what we want. -- again, you know that. “

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affctueuse:

Ears  perk  up  at  the  conversation  she  OVERHEARS  between  a  male  and  a  (  repulsively  ugly  )  female  EMPLOYEE  of  the  store  .  What  kind  of  girl  would  IGNORE  the  request  of  a  sweet-looking  man  .  Certainly  not  Etoile  whose  lips  now  curl  upward  in  a  PLAYFUL  toothy  grin  .  Slender  index  finger  reaches  forward  to  give  the  gent  a  TAP  on   the  shoulder  ,  heart  racing  for  allowing  herself  such  an  OSE  touch  . Voice  saccharine  ,  she  gives  a  cutesy  TILT  of  her  head  .

❛  ––  Ignore  that  WORTHLESS  bitch  .  It’s  for  a  PYTHON  ,  right  ?  ❜  Tongue  is  sharp  ,  the  words  biting  .  To  use  WEAKER  animals  to  feed  the  stronger  ones  doesn’t  RESONATE  with  her  ;  Why  not  change  the  rules  and  feed  all  bestial  lives  those  who’re  perceived  at  the  UTMOST  evolved  species  ?  ❛  ––  I  have  something  MUCH  more  tasty  for  those  reptiles  at  my  house  !  I  got  a  car  ,  so  I  could  BRING  you  there  .  ❜ 

Regardless  of  his  ANSWER  ,  he  would  enter  her  car  .  A  heroine  needs  to  keep  SHADY  individuals  far  from  pure  lives  .  

eli turns his head when he feels the presence of a small hand -- how long had she been standing there? eli didn’t think too much about it because he was and could be very dense at times. though, her sharp words did cause the male to raise an eyebrow. something so small -- could definitely roar, huh?

“ yes. i have two ball pythons. “ he turns to face her, letting her hand stay on his shoulder -- the touch didn’t bother him at all. it wasn’t like it was causing him any harm. “ you have something? what exactly? “ his interest was most certainly perked. “ i don’t feed them live mice, though. they are way too small. “

the mention of a car was surprising though. unlike his parents -- eli was not old fashion. he didn’t believe in women being too weak to fend for themselves, so if she wanted to give him a ride then he would take it. “ sure, i don’t see why i wouldn’t let you give me a ride. “

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Just this in but I'm looking at the pictures of him injured and Etoile loves. And I love too, he's a pretty boy.

Feel free to give him all the injuries tbh like tear him up ok make him beg, scream and cry

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what did he mean they didn’t carry frozen mice? eli just did not believe that. why? because he had bought frozen mice from here a dozen and more times. this guy HAD to be NEW. this was rather annoying. he just needed to feed his snakes. dealing with an hungry and annoyed ball python was never fun.

    “ then can someone PLEASE direct me to the right pet store?” the question was a sarcastic one -- one asked allowed but not particularly in search of an answer.

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the mention of their mother all but made her flinch, it was never her intention to. she didn’t want to be that way but she sometimes was, unable to catch herself before it happened. for a moment, she appeared somewhat hurt by his words but she eventually rid herself of such an expression and began to scoot her chair away, back to her original spot. “honesty is important, yes.” clean fingernails find themselves lost in blonde waves, twirling & tugging on strands. “have you found a style of acrylic you like doing most? oval is my favorite, it’s always a challenge to get them perfect.”

instantly he realized that he had hurt his sister’s feelings. he regret that he had spoke before really thinking about the words coming out of his mouth. “ i’m -- sorry. i didn’t mean it like that, really. please don’t think i am comparing you to her -- that isn’t what i meant by that statement. “

he wasn’t too sure she was going to believe him but he felt better about saying it after explaining it - so, really, his reason for explaining was mainly a selfish -- one. &, she was changing the subject like she usually did when she was upset.

“ none. i hate doing nails. “ he mutters. “ i would rather do eyebrows. now, -- that is a real challenge. “ this wasn’t his forte. he was studying something else entirely, after all.

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