ᵒᶜᵉᵃⁿˢ ᵒᶠ 𝓼͟𝓽͟𝓪͟𝓻͟𝓼͟.ᐟ

i    am—!   i   am.    that  is  just   what  i  sound   like. 

[ ミ♡ ] ➣ @weepingwounds ( id : luciano ! )
            
            well , you don't seem very enthused about
            that .     :(

[ ミ♡ ] ➣ @weepingwounds ( id : luciano ! )
            
            yeah . don't want people to choke on my
            perfume .

how   kind of    you  to  be  concerned  about   that.     i  have  never  thought  of  that..

[ ミ♡ ] ➣ @weepingwounds ( id : luciano ! )
            
            i mean , i don't want the scent to be strong .
            some people have delicate noses . sensitive .

@bunniespearls //

;  :p

[ ミ♡ ] ➣ @DRACDEVOTED ( id : ??? )
            
            well , yeah . i have it right here .    * he gave
            her the invitation , which took out of his 
            skirt pocket . *    trust me , i was pretty
            surprised to find it , myself .     * he followed
            the woman , walking right behind her . *

@bunniespearls 
            
            “ / YOU / received an invitation ? How strange . . . well you are here now , come my dear — follow me .”
            
            Her accent was thick but clear enough to follow as she spoke , seduction oozing off of each syllable that left her crimson painted lips. Although Verona was not one for associating with those who she did not seem worthy , her curiosity had been piqued as soon as the stranger had entered the party.

[ ミ♡ ] ➣ @DRACDEVOTED ( id : ??? )
            
            well , technically , i / did / get an invitation ,
            but this party seems a little ... / dark / for my
            taste .

; spammm

[ ミ♡ ] ➣ @moonsdelight ( id : ??? )
            
            ugh , sand . sand is / nothing / compared to
            glitter . glitter is fun . it's magical . it's not as
            overstimulating .

... :0  you get it!! that's what i keep trying to tell people but they always brush me off. like sand. :( glitter's boring cousin.

[ ミ♡ ] ➣ @moonsdelight ( id : ??? )
            
            oh , don't apologize , sweetheart ! everything
            needs a little bit of glitter .

[ ミ♡ ] ➣ @minisolos ( id : riley ! )
            
            working , mostly .     * he also poured himself
            a cup of coffee as well . *     i work nights for
            the most part . 

i   hope  so.    i   /really/   hope  so.     *  he'd  pour  himself a  cup  of  coffee,    leaning  against  the  counter   as  he  sipped  on  it.   *     why  were   /you/   out  so  late  last   night?

[ ミ♡ ] ➣ @minisolos ( id : riley ! )
            
            oh , really , it's no trouble . i totally get it .
            i'm sorry everything sucks for you , but it
            does get better .

[ ミ♡ ] ➣ @zombshe ( id : ??? )
            
            oh , i'm sor—   wait , you think i'm photogenic ?

────── [END OF THREAD!] ──────

────── NOW, AT AGE TWENTY-SIX, HE'S A BIT MORE SUCCESSFUL that he could imagine. he had his own tiny little apartment near the escort service. not only was he taking clients now, he had earned himself a couple of photoshoots for dirty magazines. all of that helped him reclaim himself and his sexuality, despite all the trauma that he has with it. he's now one of the best workers at the queer quarters (thanks to the advice that he took from his friends there). he now has a comfortable life. he never went back to school, but he eventually got his GED, because he still wanted some sort of academic achievement in his life. despite everything, eli was really happy. eli's heart was (somewhat) healed.

────── IT GAVE ELI AT LEAST FOUR YEARS TO SEE what the place was like. it was like anything he's heard—the workers were allowed to say no. if clients didn't listen, madame jocelyn immediately protected them. eli felt like he had a ton of brothers and sisters, which was intimidating, but everyone was like one big happy family. he was included in things. game nights, parties that they had. eli, despite being worried about some parts, felt like he was free. felt like he was finally home. felt like he was / actually / wanted. it wasn't until eli turned twenty-one that madame jocelyn asked if he wanted to work the floor. he said yes, even though he was extremely nervous. madame jocelyn knew about his past, and immediately understood why he would be. but madame jocelyn ensured that she would protect him. eli eventually accepted. because if this, eli changed the way he viewed sex. he eventually grew to even enjoyed it. it was like it he reclaimed it in a way, and he was proud about it.