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He rolled his eyes, but still snubbed the cigarette out in the ashtray, before turning back to her.  “Something is going to kill me sooner or later, so why not booze or cigarettes?”  He listens when she tells him what she’s been doing, “Is something wrong with Groot, or did he just need a checkup?”  He asked, laughing softly, “Wait, Fletcher got a cake?  Where’s my cake?”

She scowled at his jest, leaning forward to punch his shoulder. “ Don’t talk about dying, ass. If you die anytime soon, I’ll kill you. ” Greta admonished, sticking her tongue out childishly. As if hearing his name the pup stumbled out of her bedroom to hop onto the couch between them. “ He’s alright, just a check up and some yearly shots. And you’ll get your turn. He has to get his gifts first --- it’s a twin thing. ”

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ofcosimo‌:

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲. “this is the terrible moment i have to remind you that i’m an angel —— money does not even EXIST for me.” although he had more than enough, whenever he needed it for something. “the only thing i spent is my time and you are worth it.” he watched her grab the vase and he gave her a softer laugh once she announced that she was not the best dancer. “well, you are in luck. part of being the reigning monarch is learning how to dance and attending balls and you would be surprised how many people were TOTALLY incapable back then. i think i can handle this. as long as you are okay with following my lead.”

“ I don’t even want to know how rich you must be, I’d probably cry. ” Greta laughed. Sometimes she forgot everything that would go along with being an actual angel. “ I'm more than happy to follow you. I don’t even want to imagine what would happen if I tried, ” The redhead laughed, taking his hand to lead him back toward the door. She was still slightly nervous to dance in front of anyone, especially Cosimo, whose opinion mattered more to her than nearly anyone’s. “ Just remember --- if I end up embarrassing us, you are stuck with me. ” 

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#mood

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𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 when she made that remark and wandered off, purposely swaying her hips a little more than usual. he took another bite of the cheesecake roll while he waited for her to get dressed and he raised his eyebrows at her when she walked back out, asking him if it looked okay. “no, it does not.” he muttered. “saying it looks okay would be an UNDERSTATEMENT. you look really beautiful.” so much so, it was rather difficult for him to put it in WORDS.

A smile lit up her face at his reaction, ducking her head briefly. “ I love it, Cos, thank you so much. This is — you didn’t have to spend so much on me, but it’s beautiful. ” Greta laughed, pecking his lips on her way to grab a vase from under her sink. Filling it with water she carefully placed the flowers inside before she turned back to him. “ I should probably warn you, I’m not the best dancer, you might have to help me out ”

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How are feeling about Cosimo?

" not that it's anyone's business but -- that angel has got my whole heart i wouldn't trust anyone else with it "

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URANIA'S ASK

H O N E S T Y H O U R D A Y

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greta and cosimo are the cutest damn babies

" i'm so glad you think so "

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H O N E S T Y H O U R D A Y

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“o, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars”

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ofcosimo‌:

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 when he decided to do this. he HOPED that she would enjoy the dress and say yes, but he never thought that he would see those tears in her eyes —— or for her to kiss him so stormily after she agreed to go out with him. cosimo placed his hands on each side of her neck and he only broke their kiss when he realized that both of them probably needed a moment to catch their breath. “ their loss. ” he muttered against her lips. “ you deserve to be spoiled. every minute of every day. ” he meant it. TRULY. “ now go get changed before you distract me too much. ” the blond teased, though he refused to let her go without stealing another kiss first.

“ I can’t believe how lucky I am, ” She doubted she’d ever get used to how incredible it was to kiss Cosimo. Although she would love to keep kissing him, she grinned as she carefully lifted the dress from the box. She left him with a wink at his distraction comment, and if she added an extra sway to her hips that was between them. Greta changed in her room, smoothing her hands over the fabric in amazement as she gazed in the mirror. Between the shoes and the dress, she was more dressed up than she’d been in a while which brought back her nerves. After taking an extra moment to admire the dress she walked back to him, a shy smile on her lips. “ Is — does it look okay? ” 

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“She had that kind of light that would burn through the night.”

— Lana Rafaela (via wnq-writers)

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get a girl who can do both….

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ofcosimo·:

𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬. “ i know i don’t have to, greta. i WANTED to. ” he assured her before he grinned at her undeniable excitement. “ don’t say that. you might regret it. what if my plans are awful? ” he murmured a gentle thank you when she placed the treats in front of him —— not that he could have a bite without revealing his gifts.“ you know… i really hoped that he would have a chance to DANCE at the ball. ” unfortunately, there were quite a lot of things that got into the way of it. “ i am inviting you to make up for that tonight. ” the angel finally brought his hands to the front, sliding the box with a dress ( and heels ) as well as the flowers over the counter between them. he ate one of the cheesecake rolls right after, happy to kill the nerves with some deliciousness. “ please, do say no if this is a stupid idea. i never… ” he trailed off, clearing his throat. “ i mean i’d be happy to stay here and eat cake as well. it tastes amazing. as always. ” 

“ I had been hoping to see you there, too — before all Hell broke loose, ” Greta huffs at the memory of the ball. Her mouth drops slightly as she opens the box, breath hitching. “ Cos.. It’s beautiful. ” She murmurs, voice soft as she gently runs her fingertips over the soft fabric. The reveal of the flowers next brought tears to her eyes, bringing them to her nose to smell. “ No one’s ever, ” she swallows and places them back down carefully before looking back at him. “ Of course I’ll go with you Cos, I’d like nothing more. ” She laughs tearfully and darts forward to press their lips together. She kisses him with the all the emotion currently overwhelming her. No one had ever done anything like this for her, the complete joy and adoration for the angel filling her heart. 

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ᴘ3 ʙᴀʀ & ɢʀɪʟʟ

Location: Pier 39; San Francisco obv

Owner: Greta

Employees: James @the-lonely-wolf-j & Grace @salvatoresgrace

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ofcosimo‌:

𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 the second she opened the door and beamed at him. a quiet but gentle laugh fell from his lips when she began to ramble and he followed her inside, his hands remaining behind his back for now. “ when will you learn that you don’t have to apologize around me? ” cosimo questioned in a teasing tone before he met her lips and gave her a gentle kiss. “ hi, baby. ” the nickname slipped from his lips before he could stop himself, but he would not take it back if he could anyway. “ i actually come bearing gifts for YOU for once… and an invitation. ” he grinned. “ but while you decide if you wanna say yes or no, we can definitely have a taste of your cheesecake. ” who was he to ever say no to her baked goods? they were wonderful.

At his sweet term of endearment her cheeks flushed, a bright smile gracing her face. “ You don’t have to bring me gifts, ” despite her words Greta rocked on her heels excitedly. “ I think you’ll find that no won’t be a word I’m often able to say to you. ” She admitted fondly, leading him into the kitchen to place a couple of the rolled up treats on a plate for him. She’d never miss an opportunity to feed someone, and more, get feedback on her baking. She slid the plate onto the counter in front of him, eyeing the way his hands were hidden in barely concealed eagerness. “ Now that you’ve got your snack, what exactly are you inviting me to? ”

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she has always been like the moon; surrounded by darkness.