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edietello · 3 days
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"Hmm," is all Edie says in response to him hypothesizing that her forgotten lighter had been some kind of play at getting to see him again, eyes narrowed on him in careful examination as she takes a drink of her coffee.
It hadn't been on purpose, that much was fact, but she couldn't particularly say that she'd been upset to find that she'd have an excuse to cross paths with him again.
And she's also not irritated at the now more obvious (if she's reading the situation correctly) fact that he's gone out of his way for the deliberate purpose of seeing her.
The only annoyance was having to get her hands on another lighter in the meantime.
"I am," she informs him, a beat before she finally moves to take a seat next to him on the bench.
"Don't say you were going to ask me on a picnic or something."
@buddywellls
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"Is that the best way to handle a possible casual stalker? I'd have thought not engaging at any cost would be the way to go."
There's a rare smile on Buddy's face at the approach, his interest in the flowers and the festivities was less than nil, his presence was in direct correlation with him knowing that she would be working part of the day at the Driftwood cart.
He's angling to take up the other part of her day.
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"I saw that and I was going to bring it to you but I thought to myself, if she's leaving shit behind deliberately for a reason to come back over then who am I to ruin the ruse by delivering it to you?"
Buddy knows his assumption is wholly untrue, in all the time he had known her Edie had never been one for playing games, but that didn't mean he didn't like fucking with her when he wasn't fucking her.
He nods to the Driftwood logo'd structure not far from where he's sat, certain he knows the answer to the question he asks anyway.
"You done for the day?"
@edietello
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edietello · 5 days
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🧸 - Does your muse own any sentimental objects from their past? What makes it/them so special?
"I've got one of my grandpa's old fisherman's sweaters that my grandma made for him. I like to wear that to bed in the winter or on rainy days because it just feels like being swallowed up. I've got a necklace that my dad gave my mom their first Christmas when they started dating. And I use my dad's lighter from his military days pretty consistently when I smoke. I know it's morbid to do that, but I like to light up the way he did."
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edietello · 5 days
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Asteroid: What does your dream life look like?
"I used to know what it looked like. I had a really clear idea. I'd get into a law school -- Stanford or UCLA -- and I'd convince Uly to move there with me so he could have a fresh start. I'd go to school, he'd work, and we'd live together and take care of each other and that would be nice. And then I would graduate, and we would get married, and I would get a job in some kind of practice and I'd work my way up. And then we would buy a house that could be the home I'd always wanted him to have. And then in maybe seven or ten years, we could start having kids. I don't think that dream is in the cards anymore. And I didn't have a backup plan." @ulyflynn
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edietello · 5 days
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15. how many hours of sleep does your muse typically get?
"Clocking in at three and a half hours these days. Could be worse."
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edietello · 5 days
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Tadpole Galaxy: Would you deny a relationship/friendship?
"Do you mean in a biblical sense? That's a strange thing to ask someone. I'm not embarrassed by anyone I spend time with."
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edietello · 9 days
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How dare you think it's romantic Leaving me safe and stranded 'Cause fuck it, I was in love So fuck you if I can't have us 'Cause fuck it, I was in love
@ulyflynn
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edietello · 10 days
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Edie eyes the glass with extreme skepticism, glancing at the color of it and pulling the brim to her nose to take a distrustful sniff of it. She scrunches her nose and then takes a careful sip.
Immediately she recoils, shaking her head with puckered lips and having to take a drink from her own water bottle to try to swish the taste out of her mouth.
"What are you talking about? That tastes like medicine..."
@missxrivera
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Status: Open Location: Food and Wine Tasting @aurorabaystarter
“ Do you want to try this” Ramsey replied with a smile as she held up one of the glasses. She liked to consider herself someone who has seen a lot of the world since she left Aurora Bay as a teenager, but there was something still so much fun about having new and fun experiences. “ have you ever had a floral liqueur, or at least one that tastes this great?” She added with a smile. It wasn’t that often that Ramsey was in one of her more positive moods, at least lately, it was nice to get out and have a little more fun.
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edietello · 10 days
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"It is when you consider that it's taken me about a year to even start making that kind of money off of it," Edie points out, answering the rhetorical question without blinking. "And I'm mostly just the talent. My business partner runs the account and requests and getting the shit out there."
Thank god for Jordan managing the aspect that required communicating with people.
"And I don't love having my feet touched, so pedicures happen to be one of the more challenging parts of the venture for me."
And on the subject of the money, she tilts her head to the side. "It's alright, but I split it with my partner. And now the guy is getting more and more weird. This time he asked for video of my feet in spaghetti and now I have to debate if that's something I want to deal with. So, you know, it's not all sunshine and toe rings."
@esmaxdemircix
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"Is that really work though?" It was a rhetorical question, so Esma continued. "Obviously you've gotta make money from it first but I wouldn't be against being paid to get a pedicure." It sounded like the dream to her. "Well, I'm glad you don't feel gross about exploiting people's kinks, cause that's definitely not something to feel bad about - even more so if it's for a man. But the jello does sound kinda sound rather squishy. For a grand though? Shit, I'll that's pretty good." @edietello
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edietello · 10 days
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starter for: @buddywellls location: garden fest
"So there's two options here," Edie informs Buddy as she approaches the bench where he's sitting, a coffee in one hand and her rolled up apron in the other after finishing her shift at the Driftwood cart.
She looks at him over the top of her sunglasses.
"Either you've got a secret flower fetish I didn't know about or I'm being very casually stalked," she tells him in her matter-of-fact tone, taking a sip from the cup.
"I was actually meaning to text you. I think I left my lighter on your nightstand."
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edietello · 17 days
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ANYA TAYLOR-JOY British Vogue
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edietello · 19 days
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👀 do you feel stuck here?
"Any person in this town who is actively happy being here needs to point me to where they got their lobotomy."
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edietello · 19 days
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👀 + what's the history with you and Buddy?
"I guess you could call us trauma bonded or whatever. Our dads were in the same hospital -- same floor, same hallway, dying of the same fucking insidious disease. And he was pretty much dealing with it alone, and I knew it was the end of the road for my dad but I was pretty much in denial about it. He didn't have anyone else to talk to and I didn't want to talk to anyone at all. I don't know, I guess we just understood each other. He didn't need me to fill him up with useless hopefulness and I didn't need a relationship out of him. We kept each other company, we fucked, and on the hardest day of my life, he was the one who showed up for a man that he'd hardly known longer than six months. There was maybe something real there for a minute, but there was something and someone else he wanted more and I can't really fault him for that." @buddywellls
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edietello · 19 days
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👀 do you think you've made your father proud?
"Difficult fucking question considering that he's dead. Not a lot that I do matters anymore considering he's not around to see it. All hypothetical, isn't it? I think I made him proud when he was alive. Anything after that doesn't really count."
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edietello · 19 days
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👻
recall one or more times your muse has been the most scared or fearful
"If I'm being honest with myself, probably the night that I was attacked. I don't like going into the hairy details of it -- I never have, not with anyone -- but it was probably the most afraid I'd ever been in my life that something truly bad was going to happen to me. Even then, I guess I wasn't really scared for myself. I was scared of what it was going to do to the people I loved the most. And I was right to be afraid of that."
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edietello · 19 days
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"What the fuck are you looking at?"
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edietello · 24 days
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"Yeah, that's the thing about someone dying -- everyone saying that they're sorry doesn't make it suck less," she thinks out loud, taking another drag and going quiet for a moment as she taps out ash.
"Sorry. Not that I don't think that you're sorry. I appreciate the sentiment. Thanks."
There's another pause before she continues.
"If I seem like a raging cunt don't take it personally, you've been really nice," she adds, her version of an apology.
Nice is just something she's never felt that she's been able to get a handle on -- she tries in the ways that she can, but it never seems to come through right.
"And I appreciate the offer, you know, but it is what it is. Dead is dead. Money is money. There's not more than that. And I don't know how much talking will improve anything."
@noah-atwood
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It’s in the way Edie says it that leaves Noah worrying about the carelessness of his words. What is normal day to day conversation for him can dredge up certain types of memories for others. He still can’t find it in him to get an apology out. Not with how one cigarette butt hits the ground in time for her to light up another.
“If that’s how you want to view it,” he sighs out, trying his best to get a read on her then. The air definitely has shifted, but he can’t pin down what it’s about. He also thinks there’s some details behind the comment that leave him unable to determine if he spoke out of turn or not.
Edie’s personal life is her own, and it's the same with Noah’s own, so he really can’t pass judgment, and he definitely shouldn’t make assumptions about her choices.
Shit. 
Then the last bit comes out. Noah gets it, he’s been an emotional scratching post to people he’s held shorter conversations with. It doesn’t mean he’s not at a loss of what to say. Exemplified by the somber sounding, “I’m sorry about your loss” and furthermore when he just falls awkwardly silent for a stretch of silence until he can find any words.
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“I’m not one to pry into anyone’s personal life, but if you want to talk about it… just know the offer is there.”
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edietello · 24 days
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"One thing you can sure do is keep my mother's name out of your fucking mouth," Edie snapped without hesitation.
Someone who by association had caused her mother so many sleepless nights didn't get to comment on her ability to withstand them.
She didn't turn down his drink -- looking at it as a restitution of sorts and immediately taking a drink from it.
"You can ask me as much as you want about it, but why the fuck would I tell you anything different than I tell people that I actually care about. At the end of the day, it isn't something that matters to you, is it?"
@silascody
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"Goldie Tello doesn't any motherfucker to take care of her and you're lying through your fucking teeth if you're trying to make me believe that."
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He could have been gentler about it, but that had never been either of their approaches towards one another. There's no shaking him then, it takes a liar to know a liar and he wouldn't relent until he got an answer as to why she felt the need to twist truths to him.
"A lot of people lost a lot in that fire, it's a shame what happened. But that was taken into account during the rebuild. Preventative measures and shit like that."
He flags the bartender over so he can get himself another beer, requesting a whiskey to go with it to replenish Edie's.
"I'm going to keep asking you know, about the college thing."
@edietello
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