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🔥+ Zehra

"She's got this perfect little button nose and the most amazing cheekbones. Her legs are fucking insane too. Plus the prettiest chocolate brown eyes I've ever seen. Looks could kill but is a cinnamon roll, kind of vibe." @zchraa

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Demon

"I'd burn if I stepped inside any kind of religious establishment that wasn't Hell."

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monster movie headcanons

muses:

esma, victoria, cole, theo, maia, carlos, ela, joseph, alexandria, jethro

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"Thank fuck it's fake though." Esma's nose crinkled at the thought of a baby, not their baby, just any baby. Been there, done that, never again. Sounded like a nightmare waiting to happen. "I always have people turning heads," She reminded him, a cocky smirk sliding onto her lips. "But this outfit doesn't really leave much to the imagination, does it?" She pulled at the blue spandex. "Well everyone else's, you've seen it all already." @masoncambridge

"What can I say, I figured why not go funny or go home. Which by the way, having this little baby is easy peasy, I can hide shit in this little pack sake or whatever the fuck it's called." He patted the fake baby head with a silly smile. "But I have to say yours is definitely having people turning their heads."

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"You don't look ridiculous," The brunette smirked as her eyes ran over the man's costume. "I like the whole Batman thing, it's hot." Something told her Axel thought he would've looked ridiculous in any costume though. She was surprised he even came when he'd been through as much as he had the passed few weeks. When the bartender handed her her drink, she quickly clinked her glass to his. "Costume parties not your thing, huh?" @axel-mathis

"Yeah she mentioned that to me. Oh well... not a problem anymore." He said with a shrug. "I don't know your taste. But I know you are smart. I know you probably looked it up and know that I can afford your taste." He said, setting his drink on the bar, spinning it slowly with his index finger and thumb. "Rum and coke it is." He told the bartender to add it to his tab. "Well yeah... I look ridiculous." He gestured to his costume. He looked at hers. Bright blue and shiny, it made him want to reach out just to see how stretchy it was. He knew better than to actually do it. "I will be getting out of this as soon as possible."

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Esma looked down at the blonde, suddenly becoming amused. "Well, he can't think much of you if he's meeting you here, now, can he?" Whilst their approach with hypersexuality was relatively similar, Esma fit right in in places like Four Leaf. She was put together, but she loved a scrap. She loved the finer things in life, of course, who didn't? But she wasn't a snob like the woman in front of her.

Her workplace was not the place for Isla, and that wasn't because Esma didn't want her there, she just didn't fit in. "Did you miss the point where this is Aurora Bay and not Hollywood, Isla?" Esma asked curiously, green eyes piercing through hers. Maybe she should have been more embarrassed by Isla catching her out, but she was built for this sort of thing. "You know, I'd forgotten about Henri, but he is just a phone call away if I wanted to go see him." @itsisla-dubois

who: @itsisla-dubois where: four leaf

"What can I get yo-" Esma was cut off as she looked down at the blonde, her face almost instantly screwing up in disgust. Isla must have been bored to be coming to the tiny little Irish pub and she was the last person Esma wanted to be serving. "What do you want?" Her tone changed from monotone and uninterested to slightly defensive already and the blonde hadn't even opened her catty mouth yet.

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who: @itsisla-dubois where: four leaf

"What can I get yo-" Esma was cut off as she looked down at the blonde, her face almost instantly screwing up in disgust. Isla must have been bored to be coming to the tiny little Irish pub and she was the last person Esma wanted to be serving. "What do you want?" Her tone changed from monotone and uninterested to slightly defensive already and the blonde hadn't even opened her catty mouth yet.

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"I saw the photo's on instagram," Maybe Esma shouldn't have been admitting she'd been stalking her ex girlfriend on social media but everyone was guilty of that right? Indra was beautiful, the whole family was. Esma wanted to be happy for her but she was jealous for her own stupid reasons. "You guys looked cute," it was an honest answer, despite how she felt. "People are..nice around here," but, they knew everyone or at least Esma did. Maybe it was because she'd been back a little longer than Zehra but the reunions weren't always pleasant. Made sense though, Zehra was nicer to people than Esma was for the most part. "You don't find this place mundane? I mean, yeah the people are nice but it's all the people we grew up with and if it's not them.. it's people I've slept with." @zchraa

Zehra nodded, moving over to sit beside Esma, feeling the drunkenness in her body making her a little more ready to just relax and have fun. Perhaps that too was about time, she’d been so serious for so long it was about time she got to relax and have fun. “To be fair I had to put on a show it was Indra’s first halloween.” she said with a soft little chuckle

She sighed softly, there was truth in what Esma was saying but that was such a long time ago she felt that confident. “For awhile I did, it’s crazy how seeing a mommy tummy makes your confidence shrink a bit.” She admitted freely. “I haven’t felt confident in awhile. But the socializing thing I think is helping honestly. People are nice around here.”

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"No," Esma let out a laugh. "I can do the mulled wine and I can even do the sangria, but we cannot have hot sauce flavored wine and if they do actually come out with that eventually then I think we should definitely get some sort of commission cause clearly they've been listening." Esma wanted to stay far far away from the wine though, she'd do the mulled wine and sangria, but that's where she drew the line. "Alright, let's order one and see what they've got, they better not disappoint us." @thevaleriaxortiz

"I mean, spicy margaritas are already a thing and are fabulous? I had a habanero guava margarita once that I still dream about to this day." She told her with a laugh. "Not to mention things like chocolate wine exist so...yeah. Wouldn't be surprised if somewhere out there there's spicy wine or something." She just wasn't sure if she wanted to try it. At the next comment Valeria hummed, shrugging slightly. "Could go both ways? Like if they're using ghost cookie cutters for the cheese or something? Or if there's little decorations. Either way, I don't think I'd ever say no to cheese and crackers."

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Without an ounce of hesitation, Esma's arms wrapped around his neck to give him a big kiss him on the cheek. She'd had a wee bit to drink already, clearly. It was her best attempt to keep herself afloat. "Thanks," Esma beamed from ear to ear, pulling away to do a twirl, showing him the skin tight costume. "So do you, you do lazy Halloween costumes very well, if you don't get funniest costume I'm calling it quits." @masoncambridge

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Mason was adjusting the babystrap around his torso, if he knew it would be this annoying he would've went with something simpler, maybe as Hugh Hefner even though he was a pig. He wouldn't mind running around in a satin robe and a hat. Mason chuckled as he adjusted the fake baby in his baby holder before looking over and noticing a familiar face. "Well well well...if it isn't Esma, you're looking great."

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Esma watched him, eyebrow raised, letting his words sink in with a smirk that hinted at her trademark mix of amusement and skepticism. There was something about Aeris—the way he pushed back on her banter with his own sarcastic charm. She leaned forward, giving him a playful, measured look, as if she were sizing him up all over again.

“Oh, Aeris,” she purred, her voice dripping with irony. “Trust me, the retirement village isn’t as lifeless as it sounds. Age might bring creaky bones, but you’d be surprised how… inventive people can get.” She watched his reaction with a flicker of amusement, deliberately leaving him to wonder just how far she was willing to go with this "business model." Was she joking? That was for her to know—and for him to try and guess.

As he tapped the bar-top, offering himself up like a candidate for hire, Esma tilted her head, half-studying him, half-hiding her own intrigue behind a nonchalant gaze. "You think you’re ready for the big leagues, huh?” she asked, trying not to laugh at his unabashed confidence. “Sales is one thing. But this… let’s just say, client satisfaction requires a more… personal touch."

She trailed off, running a finger around the rim of her glass as she looked around the bar, pretending to consider the “slim pickings.” But deep down, she knew she’d brought him along not just for his “sales expertise,” but because his presence sharpened her wit, and truthfully, she enjoyed the sparring. With Aeris, there was no pressure to filter her intentions or hide behind pleasantries. Just raw, unfiltered back-and-forth, like a secret language she’d missed speaking.

“I’ll admit, you’re tempting. But just because you think you’re the best option here doesn’t mean you’re the only one," she teased, eyes glinting as she glanced back at him. They both knew he was the only option here for a good night tonight. @aeris-flores

Aeris's eyes narrow in suspicion, but his grin turns devilish in challenge. "A retirement village is a good place to go for that. Most the time they just want the arm candy, can they even get it up long enough for you to have to suck their dicks?" There isn't a doubt in his mind just from their scarce interactions that Esma has plenty of tricks up her sleeve. She's resourceful - he will give her that.

"I don't know, I'll take the position if there's an opening, but isn't the general rule of thumb that I would have to be the younger one? Sugar mom sounds hot though. I think I could get on board, if you're willing to pay."

Even if he vaguely considers the whole business model of this simply requiring someone to do all of the customer service. I.e. finding the clients.

( He's still not so convinced this isn't a joke with the very Esma-brand casualness. )

"I am experienced in sales. It's my job, so if you really want a boom in clientele, I'm your guy."

"I do know, actually. Is that an invitation, or is there someone specific you have your eye on?" He taps his fingertips on the bar-top and surveys the bar through narrowed eyes. "Mm, slim pickings. I'd judge you for any of these, so looks like you only really have one good choice."

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Esma chuckled, shaking her head with an amused look. “Oh, Lemie, if you’re the ‘lucky one,’ then Will must be the luckiest man alive. You're way too hard on yourself, you know that?” She nudged her friend lightly. “Trust me, no one expects you to be an expert at this wedding planning stuff—especially not him. He’s marrying you, not a wedding coordinator."

She paused, catching the flicker of doubt in Lemie’s eyes, and softened her tone. "Besides, a perfect wedding’s overrated—it's the unexpected moments that make it memorable." Esma leaned back with a smirk, eyes twinkling. "So, yes embrace the messiness. And if you need a little extra drama, you know I’m always one call away." @lemielewis

"He is smart. He's marrying me after all," Lemie tells Esma with a grin, faking the confidence she was seriously lacking. Most of the time, she felt like she was the lucky one. "I'm taking care of all that, unfortunately. I have a few friends helping me out, which is the only reason there will even be flowers at the wedding. I'm useless when it comes to all the planning stuff."

The blonde glances at her friend with a knowing smile. "You? Staying out of drama? Where's the fun in that?" It wasn't so much the chaos that got to Lemie, it was the feeling of complete inadequacy. She could literally hear her mother's voice in her head, telling her that men like Will married women who knew about flower arrangements and wedding planning. "Right, maybe that's what I'm missing. I gotta embrace the messiness." @esmaxdemirci

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"Some would say I've been targeting you this entire time," Esma smirked in response, it wasn't her that cared about being faithful. Maybe she would've still been married if that were the case. "All of the above sound fantastic, but you know how expensive my taste is right?" Esma grinned widely as she took a seat next to him, crossing her leg over the other. "I'll have a rum and coke Batman. How's your night going? You look less than impressed to be here dressed up."

"Ahhh. Cher. Very cute." He said not exactly wanting to comment on the breakup. He smirked and shook his head as he looked down her costume. "Oh should I?" Raising an eyebrow at her warning that he was a target he chuckled. "You're targeting me? What do you want, a purse? A pair of shoes?" He teased before flagging down the bartender. "For now, how about a drink?" @esmaxdemirci

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Esma slowly stirred, feeling the light blanket brushing against her skin, and she blinked her eyes open. Her mind pieced together flashes from the night before—music, laughter, whispers exchanged in the soft glow of dim lights. Finally, her gaze landed on Zehra beside her, and a small smirk spread across her lips as everything clicked into place. Maybe she should've been freaking out but what's done is done, they couldn't change it now.

"Well, good morning," she murmured, her voice low and a bit playful. Because there was no use making this serious right now. "Guess we got a little carried away last night." She propped herself up on one elbow, studying her ex girlfriend. "I think you were trying to out-charm me all night. Didn’t realize you’d get so competitive." Esma paused, glancing around with a mischievous grin before she added, "How's your head?" @zchraa

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Perhaps getting her confidence back hadn’t been a bad thing, in fact it seems she had been feeling so confident that she wasn’t waking up in her own bed. The night was a little blurry but she did remember making out with someone… Who… The images were all blurry in her head. But she rubbed her temples and begged just for a second for them to come back to her so she knew what had happened.

She checked under the covers… Definitely naked. Finally the images in her head were clearing and as she turned to look beside her, a little bit of a small smile formed on her face. Esma. She debated waking her up, but opted for relaxing back down into the covers when Esma woke up maybe she’d finally be able to make even more sense of what had happened.

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I need boy advice help!

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"Come, sit." Esma drunkenly motioned for her to sit down next to her. She was unsure how this was going to go. Tonight she'd become a little more solemn under the influence. Perhaps it was reflecting on her life because she was only days away from her 30th birthday, or maybe it was just everything else that was going on. "I never really cared all that much for Halloween, some bitches love it. I mean, I like the dress up thing but holy shit they go nuts." She would've rather been drinking at home. "You should feel confident, Zehra, you know you're hot." Or at least she used to. She understood that maybe having a child made her self confidence dwindle, but she looked incredible and Esma couldn't deny that. "Look at you, though. Being all social and shit. The beach party and now this?" @zchraa

Zehra should have known that going to a party like this after the summer event was a bad idea but here she was again, and she’d of course gone for an outfit that called attention to her body. A little part of her was super self conscious about that part, but she’d shrugged it off at least for the time being.

Zehra was overwhelmed, the air inside was stuffy and there were so many people looking at her she almost felt like crying. But hearing Esma’s words, it really did give her the shot of confidence she needed to draw herself back up, hold her head up and feel a little more confident. “Thank you, honestly? Melting down a little, it’s overwhelmingly hot in there and so many people are looking at me.” She laughed lightly, “but I suddenly feel a little more confident.”

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"Do you believe in life after, love, Batman?" Was it the most appropriate thing to be saying to a man going through a breakup? Probably not but Esma was anything but appropriate, plus it went with her costume. Her eyes were glassy, she really should've been avoiding these events but it was scorpio szn, and her birthday was literally days away at this point. She planned on fucking off somewhere tropical, so this was her last Aurora Bay hurrah for a few days. "You're single now, you should be careful. You're sugar daddy target number one." @axel-mathis

Who? @esmaxdemirci

Where? Sharky's Halloween party

Axel was already a drink or two in. He needed to be, in order to have any fun at a party so shortly after a breakup. Especially when he was wearing a dumbass costume. Seeing Esma he walked right up to her. He always appreciated their conversations and he hoped she wouldn't switch up on him now that he and his ex had broken up. "Let me guess... hot aerobics instructor?" He glanced down at the blue shiny outfit. From the 80's apparently.