with: @eremington
location: vievecor city university
It had become like a sixth sense, being able to sense when Professor Remington had an issue with him, or something having to do with him. It helped that nobody knocked as aggressively as the man when he had a problem on his mind.
"Come in, Remington," he called, still focusing on the paperwork in front of him for a few more moments as he entered the office. "To what do I owe this pleasure? Have you finally decided to take me up on my offer?"
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closed starter for @holyxsins
muse: elijah beckett
based off: a prompt on a list
“i know, i know. you asked me to leave you alone,” he started, nose pressed against the wooden entrance as he stood in the hallway of the apartment complex. he’d ran from his office all the way here, because he just couldn’t get them off his mind. “but that was two weeks ago, okay? and i haven’t heard from you. you aren’t answering my texts, you aren’t even reading them. nobody’s seen or heard from you, and... and now i just want to know that you’re okay. so please, open your door, and let me make sure that you’re safe, will you?”
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"You know, I should be pissed that Elena just sent me a text saying she's ditching me and sending someone in her place." James commented, carrying one of the boxes that had been delivered and depositing it on the bar top. "But given she sent a pretty face for me to look at." He let out a small sigh, "I just can't be mad." He flirted.
@elijahwesternberg
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elijah studied the newest display in the museum with a slight smile on his face. it was a bit different from the other displays they had, this was more focused on the feeling that the pieces evoked rather than the artist or style they were. yes, it was a bit risky but the reviews so far had been fantastic so hopefully, they could do more exhibits like this in the future. "are you enjoying the new exhibit?"
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closed starter: @tooswcctx !!
❛ — oh uh, hey, ❜ eli greeted, running fingers through damp hair as he walked out of the bathroom, freshly showered & wearing nothing but a loose fitting towel around his waist. he was currently back home visiting his mom, having needed some time away after being brutally broken up with by his long time girlfriend, and now, apparently, elijah was making a spectacle of himself after his shower without even having meant to. in front of his mom's best friend, of all people. not only that, but the very one he's been obsessed with since he was a teenager.... to make all matters that much more humiliating.
❛ — you uh, you just missed her. she ran to the liquor store or somethin'... should be back soon...❜ elijah cleared his throat, trying not to look as awkward as he felt, rubbing the back of his neck. ❛ how — how are you ?? ❜
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@survivingpierce, continued from here.
as much as one tried to run, dispell and hide, there was no avoiding nor denying ones feelings for katherine pierce. elijah attempted to do so by keeping his distance, becoming cold towards her, even trying to push her away, but the more he pushed, the more she seemed to fall right back to him — and it was impossible not to give in. with the latter between cold concrete and his bare-chested figure, elijah took his sweet time worshipping every exposed inch of her figure he could reach : with particular focus on her neck, especially with the reaction such seemed to get from her. the mikaelson would go as far as delivering soft bites along its expanse, but making sure to never break skin. this was a show of trust, one elijah intended to prove she could have when it came to him, and him only.
“ katerina. ” he calls immediately after hearing his name, and pulls away from her neck just slightly to take a glimpse of her features. those eyes paired with that pout could tug at just about any heart, and his was no exception. it was tempting to simply put a pause right there and then to see how she would react to it — did he really no longer have that kind of hold on her anymore? it was worth putting to the test, if he wished to and yet, he could not bring himself to keep his hands nor gaze away from a split second. “ i don't require you to beg. ” elijah was more than content with their current affair, what he wanted... was a promise of a different kind. one that meant that, perhaps, they could try again. that they could let things flow without stabbing each other's back. elijah knows what it will take to have her give in, and he's willing to finally do it. no matter its cost.
leaning forward, he presses a kiss to the corner of her lips before leaning up towards her ear. “ let us leave all of this behind. ” this : mystic falls, new orleans, the salvatores and elena gilbert, the original family, all of it. “ let me show you the best this world has to offer. ” and naturally, such invitation came with his protection, especially from niklaus and his grudge. “ just say the word, and we can start over. together. ” as they— well, as he'd, wanted. reaching up to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear, elijah cups her cheek as he leans his forehead to hers. he'd spent far too long apart from her, unable to take a good look at her. instead, he was often forced to keep looking at a spitting image of her that didn't hold half the fire she held : elena. so similar and yet, so different.
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@mr-pulvis from [here]
"ghosts love guns, it'll make'em come out if there are any here, c'mon don't be a spoilsport." Elijah replies, waving a hand dismissively. And then he cackles.
"yer tellin' me you don' walk around strapped?"
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closed starter for @wanderinglcst (elijah)
"Hey, man; how's it hangin'?" Lance grinned at Elijah. "Want me to buy you a drink? All I ask in return is for your company for a bit. I wanna hear about how life as a ranger is treating you. Maybe I need to look for a career change."
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character: Elijah Falvey @elifalvey
location: Sinners & Saints Valentine's Party
This type of event was not something she exactly expected to see Eli at. She didn't want to say that he and his partner were necessarily PG they did have a child together, but she hadn't expected to see him at something like this. "Well hello there, this feels like an odd place to find you on a Valentine's weekend. No romantic getaway planned?" Lorelai thought about her interaction a few weeks back now with Roman, wondering if Eli had crossed paths with his old bandmate at all.
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closed starter for @cowg1rls
"Jessica Tucker , it's my pleasure to finally make you're acquaintance" The original smirks, having tracked her down for the soul purpose of congratulations, Father Adam had fallen at the hands of the young girl. "I must say your anger could do with some work, but it seems to have fuelled you in a way that served for good. Perhaps we could walk and talk?"
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open starters for @santastarthq
somewhere on the streets of valpo
˗ˏˋ ✦ ⟶ " hey ! can you do me a favour ? " elijah is precariously dangling off the side of a ladder, only one foot on the rungs while the other is pressed against the brick wall it's leaning against. while one hand is gripping onto the top of the ladder, the other is waving down the person he's spotted on the street with a paintbrush, the yellow he's been using splattering in droplets on the cement below. there's a half finished mural on the wall, unintelligible yet as to what it's supposed to be, though elijah almost exclusively works in bright shades of colour : red and pink and blue and, his favourite, the yellow. he points his pinky in the direction of the wide brush on the ground beneath him. his paint can rattles as he shifts against the shaky ladder. " can you pass me that paintbrush down there, please, por favor ? "
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reggie 📲 reggie rescue squad.
Reggie: Stop changing the name back to this
Reggie: Didn't see any St. David's Day posts from either of you 🤨
Reggie: Twmffats
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closed for: @greateststcr
muse: elijah beckett [ socialite, works on his father's campaign
the son of a politician and his dad wants him to follow in his footsteps into the political world. elijah rebels in he doesn’t agree with his dad’s policies and would rather go into education instead. in some verses, he is forced to date someone of his parents wishes for appearance purposes only. ]
loosely based on: bullet #7 of this post. set ten years after their high school graduation, and it's the night before their high school reunion — they see each other in their hometown bar
"I didn't expect you to come back," he admitted, nursing the drink in front of him, barely able to look the other in the eye. It wasn't a messy breakup, but after spending most of his teenage years in love with them, it was a heartache only one could imagine. "How long has it been since we last talked?"
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Terror Threads has a new Mandy shirt designed by Yannick Bouchard. Priced at $30, it's available to pre-order through Sunday, May 21, and will ship by June 30.
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character: Elijah Falvey @elifalvey
location: Westwick-Bailey Baby Shower; Bailey's Estate
"I know you're gonna yell at me right now, but if I don't stand up right now I think I'm gonna actually be sorer." Dylan knew that warning him she was getting up was probably not going to help him from scolding her, but maybe if she had an excuse then she could go over to see the other stuff that was set up. Slowly but surely, she got up from the spot and let out a small sigh of relief as she shifted from foot to foot. "Theo never told me how it was gonna be tiring to just sit here and look pretty." Dylan joked as she smoothed down her dress a bit. She looked around at all that was happening in what really couldn't even be called a backyard with how large it was. "Are ya gonna yell if I start walkin' to check out the grape stompin'?"
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@choicescreen said: "everything you tell me surprises me. it's always interesting."
the reverend smiles, subdued but jovial. "you're easily interested, father. i must try not to disappoint you."
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