#aureliuswrites

how many times in history had such an impassioned declaration of love been meet by complete silence. stillness that pierced the ears, that was altogether too loud and too quiet and left a ringing lingering in the air. the kind that would haunt a soldier long after the explosion had passed.

ada stands, chest still heaving from the exertion of once more baring her soul to only the heavens and her damned husband. her faded green eyes are blown wide and more than a dozen beats pass before she finds her tongue. love. what is love to her now? how could a once simple feeling now be so complicated beyond recognition? an angel’s grace, now a shackle round their necks.

“love is lost.”

     table by gerhard richter. it had been one of her mother’s favorites. not like she knew personally. but auntie ana had once shown her a video of dear tiesa during her university days, drunkenly spouting about its beauty as their friends laughed fondly in the background. so the name had stuck -- it seemed like the only way to attach herself to an absolute ghost.

     laima’s eyes furrowed together as she stared at the painting, unable to keep the feeling of unrest from permeating through her bones. and god, unrest could be the perfect way to describe her exterior as well. with her unruly lion’s mane, smudged eyeliner, and a disheveled white cardigan hanging off the shoulder of her black slip, the woman was the very depiction of disorder. that was even more emphasized by the fact that she was sitting on the cool marble floors as opposed to on a bench or standing like the other patrons in this far too silent place.

             ‘ huh. ’ the blonde sounded out, disrupting the serene flow. an elderly woman swiveled to look at her, glowering at the sound. in return, laima flashed a sickly sweet yet apologetic smile. 

what was my muse’s 5 last sent texts to yours ?

[ evie ]: yo what the fuck was prof peterson even TALKING about today[ evie ]: newt and i are going to the diner. that’s an invite. so don’t act like a fomo bitch if i post something on my ig stories 🙄[ evie ]: you paid that much for something that ugly ? 😷[ evie ]: party at kappa[ evie ]: i may not show it 💯 but you rly be giving me brain damage tho 😶

what was my muses 5 last unsent texts to yours ?

[ evie ]: can u pick me up too fuckinf drunk rn[ evie ]: can’t. calling my mom tonight.[ evie ]: come over[ evie ]: i feel like i can’tbreathe and idk wehre i am[ evie ]: ykw??? nvm. go fuck yourself.

what was my muses last snapchat to yours ?

[ snapchat to adam 💀 ]: newt literally just ate 4 sandwiches, where are u

what my muse saved your number as ?

ugh 🙄

what contact photo my muse has set for yours ?

what ringtone my muse has set for yours ?

idfwy by big sean

how many times my muse has called yours this week ?

one.

how many calls has my muse missed from yours ?

     another night, another gala.

     edmund had to wonder what was the point of them all. most of the attendees simply wanted to strut around like peacocks with nothing else to show for it -- simple beings with far too much money and far too little else in their brains. nothing about this city would ever change when the hotel ballroom was filled with these people as its occupants. if only, if only. . .

     nursing his bourbon close to his chest, his gaze cut through the crowd of networking, allowing himself a final sip once eyes rested on perhaps the one person who would be able to hold and keep his attention. a half-smile formed on edmund’s features as he passed the empty glass off to a passing server. like a moth to a flame, the young man floated through the finely dressed guests towards her with all the confidence of someone who had it all.

     he didn’t, but damn was he good at faking it.

          ‘ don’t you look. . . ’ his greeting was casual as he smoothly stepped in rashida’s line of sight. for a moment, edmund’s gaze flitted up and down the woman’s form, tilting his head from left to right as if to ponder on the proper word to use. no word quite described her ; perhaps that was why he liked her. 

          ‘ -- ravishing. ’

     the christmas eve festivities were done for the night, and an odd sense of silence radiated through her uncle florian’s house as sleep overtook her family members. everyone but her -- the blonde was wide awake and buzzing with excitement at the thought of continuing on with a tradition that had taken place since they were kids. carefully gripping a half-eaten apple pie in one hand and two forks in another, celeste quietly crept through the darkened hallway towards her cousin’s room. duke dutifully followed after, nudging the back of her legs with his nose if she was deemed going too slow. 

     finally, she was at the door. her hand lifted to rap against, timing out the rhythm of their secret knock that they had crafted in primary school. the door swung open to reveal lucas and a bright smile looped onto celeste’s features, brandishing the pie before him. 

what was my muse’s 5 last sent texts to yours ?

[ marius ]: we should try to plan a hero and laima play date. i know she’s a bit older than him but i can promise you he can keep up. [ marius ]: is leo staying with you or me when he gets here ? [ marius ]: no, i can’t just arrest someone for annoying you. [ marius ]: i'm so sorry, this case is taking up my whole day. could we reschedule dinner ? [ marius ]: dibs on not having to call max for mom’s sake.

what was my muses 5 last unsent texts to yours ?

[ marius ]: i can’t explain it but dora’s acting strange. [ marius ]: i’m proud of you always. [ marius ]: of course the stupidest of us is max.  [ marius ]: you ever worry about not being a good parent to your kid ? [ marius ]: i’m too stressed right now to focus on the family group chat. i’m checking out.

what was my muses last snapchat to yours ?

[ snapchat to sister of mine ]: a stranger just told me i look like STALKER from a netflix show ???? [ snapchat to sister of mine ]: do you know what they’re talking about ?????

what my muse saved your number as ?

tess 🐴

what contact photo my muse has set for yours ?

what ringtone my muse has set for yours ?

tomorrow by the annie broadway cast.

how many times my muse has called yours this week ?

two.

how many calls has my muse missed from yours ?

what was my muse’s 5 last sent texts to yours ?

[ celeste ]: OKAY 😤 i think i finished this chapter !!!! would you read it for me plsss ? [ celeste ]: i’m going on a date tonight ! i think....... maybe........ ahhh idK [ celeste ]: where are you ??? dinner’s gonna be ready in 15. i made fried chicken and mashed potatoes ! 🤪 [ celeste ]: FRÈRE LUCAS, your challenge.... should u choose to accept it..... is to learn this dance so we can post it [ tiktok link attached ] [ celeste ]: horror movie night ! horror movie night ! 😈

what was my muses 5 last unsent texts to yours ?

[ celeste ]: i really like livi, you know. maybe... don’t do that thing you do ? [ celeste ]: guess whose ex just dm’d them on instagram 😬 [ celeste ]: i’m so homesick right now and i keep crying into duke’s fur [ celeste ]: what’s the point of me being in cali ? you and georgie are studying to be these amazing people and i’m just sitting here being nothing. [ celeste ]: i know nat likes girls but....... do you.... think.... she ever could like.... me ? 😳

what was my muses last snapchat to yours ?

[ snapchat to broski 🤠 ]: what if..... we got.... a cat ? 👉🏻👈🏻😊

what my muse saved your number as ?

luca bo buca 🧚‍♂️✨💖

what contact photo my muse has set for yours ?

what ringtone my muse has set for yours ?

party in the usa by miley cyrus.

how many times my muse has called yours this week ?

nine.

how many calls has my muse missed from yours ?

what was my muse’s 5 last sent texts to yours ?

[ cali ]: don’t forget that we need to be at the venue at 6pm sharp for photos xo [ cali ]: wouldn’t this look darling on me ? 😇 [ shopping link attached ] [ cali ]: that’s it, i’m calling it. no more work. come home. please ? [ cali ]: i left two options for you to wear with maria. both are excellent choices. they’ll look so good on you. [ cali ]: could we train tonight ? i’ve been working on my aim.

what was my muses 5 last unsent texts to yours ?

[ cali ]: are you getting enough rest ? [ cali ]: i keep looking over my shoulder, wondering if things are going to get bad again. [ cali ]: you cannot get hurt. i refuse to let that be an option. [ cali ]: i only plan to move forward as long as you’re beside me. [ cali ]: stay safe, i love you.

what was my muses last snapchat to yours ?

[ snapchat to j ]: look at what the chancellor brought me. so sweet !  [ snapchat to j ]: i think you have a great chance at speaking with him tonight. 

what my muse saved your number as ?

julius kuang ( ice )

what contact photo my muse has set for yours ?

what ringtone my muse has set for yours ?

war of hearts by ruelle.

how many times my muse has called yours this week ?

seven.

how many calls has my muse missed from yours ?