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' you’re so much different when we’re alone . ‘ ‣ @heorpheus .
𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 , 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘 ? he says , nothing . he says , i am nothing . he becomes nothing but boy , no responsibility , no debt to the earth . here , in the comfort of his bedroom , scott is the easy sling of his backpack to the floor , the kick up of his heels . gaming headset hangs around his neck . ❛ uh — is that a bad thing ? ❜
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' i’ll bring the movies and you bring the popcorn . that’s our plan for tonight . ‘ // @heorpheus .
❛ 𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐘 , 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑 i choose ? can you at least tell me the movies you’re bringing , shuh - should i — should i match in theme ? as in , caramel popcorn for a comedy , or something spicy for horror , or — am i over thinking this ? i’m over thinking this . please just come over with the movies , i don’t even have flavored popcorn . ❜
‘ i know you think you’re all alone out there, but you’re not. ’
𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐘 / 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐌 , some kind of salve she did not ask for , but needed . even still , lydia keeps her own arms wrapped tight around her middle , self - soothing , defensive . wants to ask are you there are you there with me sometimes it feels so overwhelmingly silent , but instead , she clears her throat . blinks away the burn behind her lashes . ❛ alone where ? you’re standing right here , harvey . ❜ IT IS EASY TO PLAY FOOL , even now , sometimes . ❛ anyway , i’m bored . are we watching a movie or not ? ❜
♡ 𝐃𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 » @heorpheus .
the gloss of eyes over frame against him in leather booth; a look found flattering to some, repulsive to most. condescension in how it combs. he’ll roll his eyes at the inquiry, ———— WHY WOULD YOU HELP ME ? begrudging kindness, it seems, though more parts selfish than it appears ( as most gestures of his are. ) spite at rival jocks makes for good motivation, enough to shield harvey. this time. an arm still thrown over shoulder, in the same place it was during crass charade. peculiar, isn’t it ? ❝ i just saved your ass from getting pummeled by those pricks & that’s what you’re going with ? how about : wow reg thanks so much for saving my life, you’re my hero, or : wow reg you’re the best, what would i do without a hottie like you nearby ! ❞
fingers wave with theatrics, feigning before they reach to grab glass, the bitter sip of a milkshake that isn’t his. a token taken for his noble efforts. stolen, more like. ❝ i mean really, it’s the least you can do. ❞ / @heorpheus
crimson !!
crimson: how passionate is your muse about the things they love most?
to be honest i have no idea. like i’ve been staring at this ask for like an hour and i don’t see reggie as passionate about. anything. like he kinda doesn’t have a lot of motivation when it comes to success mostly because he doesn’t have to. he’s rich and doesn’t have to work a day in his life if he doesn’t want to. he has a family business lined up for him if he chooses to that would pay ridiculously well. like there’s almost nothing for reggie to … be passionate about.
but, if i had to choose on thing: football. i remember making a long ass post about this on the old blog, but i’ll say it again: football gave reggie so much as a person, not just an athlete. not only was playing football a good outlet for reggie’s anger, him being the hothead that he is, but it pushed him to pursue leadership. it taught him what it meant to be a leader when he was made team captain. it taught him discipline, the importance of physical fitness and pushed him to get to a point where he truly loved his body, getting it to the shape he wanted it to be. it taught him what i meant to be on a team, even though he sucks at being a team player sometimes, and encouraged him to understand what it meant to belong to something bigger than himself. it taught him what it meant to have goals and to go the extra mile for something that you love. sure, it’s just hs sports if you look at it from an outsider perspective, but when you think about how reggie doesn’t really have a need for goals being of the status that he is, but still somehow found one in a sport? that’s incredible.
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❛ are you... blushing? -- @heorpheus
maybe he’d accidentally walked in on harvey without a shirt on. maybe he’d also proceeded to slap his hand immediately over his eyes with an abrupt apology on his lips. maybe he’d remember to knock on a closed door next time.
but when harvey calls him out like this, so blatant and smug, well? isaac’s rethinking all of those maybes and turning them into definitelys.
‘ am i-- no. no, i’m not blushing. ’
if harvey could see his eyes, they’d definitely be in a defiant glare right now. if harvey could also hear his pulse, it’d definitely indicate he’s lying. the blush creeps like a fever vine up his throat, mottled red like pansies in a field. isaac decides to forgo the modesty in favour of folding his arms over his chest. the blush spreads to his ears.
‘ stop looking at me like that. it’s not funny. ’
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❛ i’m not the monster he wants me to be. (harvey not wanting to hunt witches like his father???? quality content) | @heorpheus
the sheer determination of his words carve deeply into the silence stretched between them, disrupting the flow of his thoughts like tyres screeching to a stop. isaac looks up at harvey then, in all of his almost-car-crash glory, enraptured by the sight of a near miss. not the monster. not the witch hunter branded senseless killer. isaac’s struck with the thought that allison would really like this one, all soft edges and warm smiles, a bluebird born among ravens.
yes, allison, you’d have liked him very much -- just like i do.
‘ nous protègons ceux qui ne peuvent pas se protèger eux-měmes. ’
he speaks in perfect french, head tilted to the side as he watches harvey with unadulterated affection. two steps closer, a hand moves up to slide along the side of harvey’s neck, pausing when it cups his face tenderly, fingertips brushing gently at his hair.
‘ no. you’re not. ’ blue eyes travel the length of his face, as if memorising its every detail. so this was what it felt like to be painfully close to an angel. isaac finds he rather likes it, like icarus drawn to the sun on a cold winter’s morning. ‘ --it’s why i want you so much. ’
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