#ghostsxagain

Danny had been watching this man for quite some time. They had briefly encountered one another in the past, but barely for more than a moment. He knew more about Renan, though. Renan fucking Cardoso. Their families were from different cities, but they had one of the biggest known rivalries on this side of the country. It was no secret that they were always pitted against one another, but this was a unique opportunity. He had followed Renan from the moment he arrived, keeping his distance but watching from afar. Maybe even admiring, because even he couldn't deny the ass on him was divine. He was only human.

Making his way along the alley that Renan had entered, he heard voices from within the warehouse to the right and slowly, cautiously, he moved towards the entrance and silently found a good vantage point upstairs. Once there, he waited patiently for the good stuff to begin, and oh boy, was it worth the wait. Watching as he worked his magic, he could see why this other young man had the reputation that he had gained. It was like watching an artist paint a masterpiece as he took down the stranger, and as he stood, leaning over the railing, a smirk came over his face.

@ghostsxagain said -> "You're still my person even if I'm not yours."

"The fuck does that mean?" Santiago asks, blinking at Miki with a mixture of confusion and irritation. The man picks the worst possible times to crack and show the shinier, rarer pieces of himself. Santi tries not to take it to heart, though, knows Miki's meaning is going to be wholly different from his own — different from the normal person's. "I'm always gonna be what I am, right? And nothing more. And you the same. Right?" Was this simply another reminder for him to stay in his place or yet another cruel game?

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She leaned in closer over the counter at his question, her glass still in hand. Things had been much clearer to her now than they had been before and it was getting harder and harder to brush off what she felt for him. "Yes," she answered simply, standing quickly. "I'm going to make us another drink."

Honor had really tried to get her emotions out, yet it seemed like she could never get the right words out. So it was a bit of a shock when she came into the recording studio, seeing a girl being far too kind for her comfort with Zeppelin.

Walking out of the room, slamming the door behind her, she sat down on the couch, looking at the wall as she heard him coming in after her. "You know, for someone who says they reject women that come onto him while at work. You seemed incredibly comfortable with her." She said, a sniffle coming as she kept her eyes away from him.

Shit. From his vantage point, he spotted the movement - it was around a hundred yards from Elijah, but it wouldn't take long for his partner to be gained upon. So he frantically called out to the other man.

Sure, just like any ordinary kid, one would dream of going to Disney alongside your loving family. There were countless rides and attractions, characters to meet and great food, but it was never something Carrot found interest in. Many kids at her school raved about the idea, but the Dyer family was NOT part of the norm. Idealistically, the vacation was too expensive to enjoy-- coming from someone whom was now maintenance or found enjoyment in unique or niche things. Carrot didn’t need to be bought nor stay miserable, because she knew better than to be stuck-- far, far away from comfort, and deal with someone she once called a father, alongside a step-mother and her brat of a kid. More important dreams boggled throughout the redhead’s mind instead--- the idea of having at least one parent continuously love her and her brother Atlas, after their nasty divorce.

Oliver had a funny way of showing it, as one (biological) child cut ties while the other was forcibly hanging on by a loose, orange thread. He never listened, but that was just the tip of the metaphorical ‘iceberg’, knowing there was so much more to this relationship with their mother than what was ever let on. One had to physically be there in order to truly understand, though, she couldn’t blame her, there was no use in sacrificing one’s own happiness while being the only player on the team whom gave it their all. Now, as Carrot and Atlas grew up with their mother’s love, now she dreamt that Sidney would receive the love she deserved, even if it started with self-love. This was a better family dynamic, in the long-run. 

“Sure, sure, we got all summer,” A nod acknowledged her mother’s proposal to a trip. Not that they could spend the entirety just having fun-- they had lives to live. Sidney worked. Atlas had his own friends and adventures and could even spend hours on sketches. And Carrot? She wanted to spend time in their swimming pool, hang with some friends (and her crush) the local skate-park, or forest, and even proudly find herself a part-time job. This summer would hopefully be better than the last, but she never looked forward to returning to school. At least exams were over, and she could forget the past week of HELL. “I’m game, if you are. Especially to spite them.” It sounded vicious, maybe even with a tinge of anger throughout her voice, but she really was happier in this household-- and that wasn’t because Sidney spoke so casually. Like she said, Grandma wasn’t too keen. Though, a trip, just the two of them? Carrot got lots of her personality from her mother, but what could go wrong? They’ll talk about it later.

After speaking, her eyes darted back to focus on her rummaging. Focusing on anything but the sudden topic, was key. Actually, bringing up the topic of permanently living here, had hit a sore spot and no, not talking about summer plans could pull them out now. Why would she want to look at her mother, when she could possibly cry? (Again!) Her ducts felt blocked, anyways. Carrot grabbed her bathing suit from her bag, shoved it besides her and aggressively zipped up the bag. She didn’t like the attention right now, but knew it was better to say something than not, even just to temporarily set peace. “Of course he zaps the happiness outta me, he’s an asshole.” But he’s your father!-- She could hear Grandma say that too.

With an exhale, Carrot brushed the hair away from her face and behind her ear. “The simplest of shit sets that man off, these days. He had a tantrum before driving me back here.” She mumbled and sat back in her spot. Carrot knew her mother’s intentions were nothing but the best, but she’d rather restart the start of her summer vacation, properly. “...I would LOVE to stay here, you’re my awesome mom and I got Atlas too, but I’m sure he’ll find some way to keep, keeping me in the loop of his life.” She scoffed at the thought. “Like I’d want that! You outta know he invited me, and and only me, to his wedding? I bet he did that just to spite you.” Come to think of it, most definitely he did. And knowing the dress his soon-to-be wife picked out? Was burned in her mind. It was ugly, and Carrot didn’t do dresses.

@ghostsxagain sent -> what am i?

"Beauty, stardust, earth."

“I WASN’T EXPECTING YOU TO CHANGE MY LIFE” PROMPTS @ghostsxagain said: i thought you’d be different. boring, maybe - delfina to eva