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amusement colors rowan’s countenance slowly, it creeps from the base of her jawline to the rest of her gesture hidden behind a handful of soaked fries. she knows her reply to this and it makes her chuckle before she can even verbalize it. " look, man, i wouldn’t even be here if it weren’t for you, " if it weren’t to keep him company in this strange arrangement of partners in something they have. even back in the day, before she left town, the only reason she came around the place was to get tattooed — she’d always hated capitalists symbols with a boiling passion. " but i don’t know, sometimes it’s like this, empty as an abandoned town in the middle of route number-number, and others days it’s bustling with… well, at least back then, when i still lived here, it was. " they’re erratic in their answer, not truly interested in the topic, so they decide to go for something that actually picked their attention. " but what about that, uh, lovely cashier, is it the first time you see them ? "
LOCATION: Helltown Mall STATUS: Open ( @helltownhqstarters )
Asa stands like a corpse reanimated just slightly wrong - a tattooed man in an oversized collared shirt with eyes as dark as brackish water. Some fictional scientist's necromantic mistake that fits in just a bit too well in Helltown, Ohio. Despite the Irish lilt to his voice, the eyes that jitter as if he's waiting for someone to tell him he doesn't belong here, what's he doing here, he shouldn't BE here... he is here. In the skeleton of an old mall. And somehow, it feels like home.
The food court is empty, but there's tables, and he's decided to sit for a moment. "How many people d'you think actually... come in here in a typical day? Think you an' I are the only ones I've seen. Well, besides that Nepalese shop's lovely cashier who said I smelled nice."
#⠀⠀・⠀⠀✦⠀⠀ b. rowan ⠀⠀ ↷ ⠀⠀ interactions .#⠀⠀・⠀⠀𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 ⠀ ⠀ ∶ ⠀ ⠀ rowan ⠀ ﹢ ⠀ asa .#asa--holland#look if they're drinking buddies they can be mall buddies too
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Emma really went to the achool of Zendaya, cause girl was laughing at everything Sam said...like girl 🤣
#zendaya#tom holland#tomdaya#the boys#gen v spoilers#gen v#sam riordan#emma meyer#asa germann#lizze broadway#emma x sam#sam x emma#gen v amazon
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Mathias was starting to think that taking the high road was really meant for people who were capable of sympathy. Whether people forgave him or not didn’t weigh heavily on him, he just assumed that at some point everyone would hate him and he had to live with it. But if a greater man thought he was better than whatever he was, then he ought to try right?
Picking a public place was often what people did to make others feel safe. He couldn’t pull out a knife or gun while the table next to him sipped on coffee and ate scones. It annoyed him. Mathias sat back, his fingers smoothing over the paper cup that held his drink. He was probably looking worse for wear. Between the run ins he had, which earned him a new scar across his neck and scratches on his face, and the fight with Jude that left him with a bruised rib and a split lip. Mathias looked torn up. There were also the bruises on his neck, small and peppered everywhere, that he had to hide by pulling up the hood of his jacket.
All this effort to make an appearance for one person. He leaned back in his chair as Asa approached, and Mathias gave a lazy wave.
“Took you long enough”.
@rippedstitch-s
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You know a young actor's/actresse's career is really going well, they launched a couple of successful projects, they are on the rise to stardom, when they are hired for one of these weird-ass but super cool photo shoots, wearing frilly, baggy, colourful high-fashion-haute-couture in ridiculously impossible poses.
Raise your hand, if you know what I mean. :D
#actorstomodels#actors#models#hollywood#jonah hauer king#louis hofmann#lily reinhart#jessie mei li#timothée chalamet#harrystlyes#jenna ortega#barry keoghan#camila mendes#asa butterfield#ncuti gatwa#jacob elordi#austin butler#halle bailey#zendaya#tom holland
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CLOSED STARTER for @asa-m-holland. WHERE | WHEN: London Humane Society, early evening.
A sixth cat. Sixth. Mikala wouldn’t believe it if he didn’t know Asa so well. He’s not entirely sure how Asa will manage to fit a sixth animal in his—their—flat. He’s still adjusting to that, and being around the pre-existing cats so often. Still, he essentially offered to tag along during this visit to the Humane Society in search of a black cat named Igor, the artist formerly known as Mr Ears.
What he didn’t expect, on top of everything else, is to get distracted by a rabbit of all things. Perhaps he’s caught off guard by the fact that the shelter even has rabbits, which is why he agreed to holding the little creature.
So, there he is, returning to Asa’s side with a lionhead rabbit in arms. “Did you know they have a rabbit named David Bowie? He’s quite calm.” Snuggly is how one of the employees described him, but he won’t be using that word, thank you very much.
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@asa-m-holland
"Hypothetically—," he started, looking over at Asa, "if you were to try and track down a wolf, one who had attacked someone you care about, how would you start the process of finding the right one?" Kelly had asked him to not go after the wolf that hurt her, and she was probably right; it was stupidly dangerous and all in all, she was okay, but his sire would never have let anyone getting away with hurting any of her creations and he yearned to follow her footsteps wherever he could.
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WHO: @asa-m-holland WHERE: One Man's Trash WHEN: Midmorning
Bora hadn't planned on going to the store that day. He'd had to wake up at—in his opinion—an unreasonably early hour to catch a target starting their morning commute, and when that was all over, he'd planned to go back to his flat for a nap before meeting his family for rakı night. But then Sabahat had texted, wondering if he could fill in while she did errands, and when she hit him with the double incentive of fresh helva and a newly-arrived box of journals, he couldn't say no. Now he sat at the counter, chasing the last bits of walnut and pistachio around his dessert plate without really looking at them--he was engrossed in a farmer's diary from 1891, which had gotten a whole lot more interesting when he realized the author was having an affair with her husband's brother. Only the clanging doorbell caught his attention, and once he saw who'd arrived, he stood up to greet the underboss. "Morning," he said. "Want something to eat?" He was already moving toward the kitchen area, filling a tea glass and grabbing another plate of helva not from any goodness of his heart, but the knowledge that if his mother returned and he hadn't been hospitable to a guest, she'd scold him without caring who heard. (The fact that he was past thirty and had just returned from committing murder wouldn't matter.) Sliding the food toward Asa, he returned to his place by the register. "What's going on?"
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nye starter (closed) for @rippedstitch-s
She's had enough alcohol at this point that she hasn't thought about her parents in at least half an hour and that's an improvement from the way things have been going. Theo is surprisingly good company, and for someone who tends to prefer quieter affairs, she's having a pleasant time. However, being five foot two has its downsides, and she remembers as she is half-shoved into the back of another man. "Great, thanks for that!" she calls after the departing person who doesn't seem to realize (or care). "God, I'm really sorry about that," she apologizes to the man she crashed into, but pauses when she sees the look on his face. "Whoa, are you okay?"
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honesty hour: how do you feel about aria's situation? asa's?
"Aria is- well, she's a darling, really. A lovely girl. And perhaps the way it's happened is- let's say regretful. But it'll all be for the best in the long run. I hate to think that she's hurt, or scared, but at the beginning it can both be those things. It's worth it.
And Asa, I care about him very much. Seeing him the other day was- hard. I felt recognition there. It's hard seeing him, knowing how strong it will make him, knowing he doesn't see it that way yet."
@ariaboughton @rippedstitch-s
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# AU Otis Milburn and Peter Parker are students of the same school
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LOCATION: 4th of july bbq STATUS: closed / @asa--holland
it was weird for milly to not be in charge of a holiday celebration for her and asa. at the end of the day, milly could be a CONTROL FREAK. just to be in charge of something, milly packed her picnic basket for the two of them, leaving asa in charge of the drinks and finding a blanket. she wouldn't trust him with anything else. her sunglasses are sitting at the tip of her nose as she turns and asks "are you excited?"
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"Who's asking?" He asked, confused for a moment who this guy was. He'd been told to look for a red flower on the table and this guy had one, but far as he knew he wasn't meeting a guy. Or so he'd assumed. He hadn't bothered to ask the details of who the blind date was with, seeing as it was supposed to be blind. All he'd gotten was a name, a time, and place. He gave the restaurant a quick scan as he claimed the empty seat across from him, gaze roaming across the man's ringed fingers and tats before settling his gaze on Asa curiously.
"Not gonna lie, thought you were a chick. Unless you got a sister I don't know about." He joked, pouring some water into one of the empty glasses on the table, taking a sip. "Ain't been on a date with a dude before. I'm guessing you have." He wasn't gonna leave the guy high and dry cause that was just rude, but he was definitely gonna need a few drinks in him to really put himself at ease. "Should've known, no chick would wait around after showing up ten minutes late."
Location: Madre Tierra Status: Closed ( @thedogofwar )
He's wondering if he should've said no. Not because he isn't interested, and not because he isn't desperately lonely, but because Asa's just so nervous. Meeting up at a bar for a pint is one thing but Erin had insisted it be a restaurant. 'A blind date is so much better at a restaurant! You can see what the other orders and share food, it's romantic!' Meanwhile Asa feels like he'll probably end up hurling whatever food he orders right back up. He's been given simple rules: he's supposed to be there at 8 PM. He needs to wear black, and have some type of red flower on the table. He knows the man's name is Garrett. That's it. No age, no profession. Couldn't even give a basic description.
Asa's done what she's asked. The black button-up is almost a bit soft and silky, open enough to show the tattoos adorning his collarbone down towards his chest, and a simple gold chain. Sleeves are rolled up on inked forearms. A few rings on similarly inked fingers. There's a red peony on the table and he's there at 7:58 PM. It is maddening, to quell his usual anxiety as he sits there with water, watching people enter and walk by. Many nicely dressed people. Plenty of folks in colorful garments, but black is a normal color to wear. So many people in black. He's going to kill Erin if he's ghosted again. But then a little after 8, he sees someone looking around, seeming to figure things out. A man, in black. So that's at least something. Asa swallows thickly but holds up a hand in an effort to get the other to notice him. Okay. This is happening. Right. "Hullo, um. Are you Garrett, by chance?"
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@asa-m-holland
He couldn't help but smirk as he saw the familiar face in a library, figuring out of every place they would be it would be here. "I'd say I'm surprised to see you here but it'd be like saying it's surprising to see a fish in water," he joked as he walked forward, hands in pockets
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@rippedstitch-s
Location: Asa's Apartment
Mathias decided to take Asa up on his offer to teach him to paint. It wasn't the activity he thought they were going to do initially, Mathias thought that murder would come before painting. But spending time with someone was better than nothing.
He was feeling a sort of high too. The events of the week left him in a good mood, so Mathias was happier than usual. He knocked on Asa's door, his bag over his shoulder with all the things he thought he needed. Mathias waited for Asa to answer the door before greeting him.
"Hello. I got us sandwiches".
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"Cats are good for that, ignoring I mean." She says with conviction.
Gay Vampire Librarian with Five Cats almost makes her laugh, given its the kind of thing she might have mused about growing up to be in high school. Even so, it's not far off from what she might have been in a different time. This guy's the first time in a while she's met a Vampire she almost, almost feels like she can trust. Maybe she's overly distrusting. Maybe its because she's spent the last seven years hunting down conclusively less friendly folks of the same ilk.
"I'll keep that in mind, Asa the gay vampire librarian with five cats." Finger gun. Tongue click. It's sarcasm, maybe, but in the well-meaning way. Her eyes cant back to where he came out of, and she shrugs. "Well, I've got a few other spots to check, so I'ma go do that, maybe grab a bite."
She offers a parting nod, pushing off of her leaning spot and circling back to her open truck door, starting to sit in before she turns back. "You can call me Birdy." She finally says. "Most do."
He expects a refusal, and is given one. But he figures as long as she knows she has that option... maybe that means she's got somewhere, even if it's not his cluttered flat. So that makes him feel better.
"Five. You're welcome to come visit them, then. Even if you're not stick around." He adds, but holds out his hand for the paper she's handed out to him. He plucks it from her fingers and tucks it away. "They may ignore you, like they do me sometimes. But they're good company."
Very good company for a lonely vampire in his little flat, spending long hours at the library, not sure to get out of his vicious cycle of overworking and reclusion.
"Yeah, of course. I'm Asa. Did I mention that? Your uh, local gay, vampire librarian. With 5 cats. And a lot of plants. And hey, maybe I'll need a cat-sitter sometime! Well, I don't really go anywhere, but. If I did!"
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% # ☎ (for ava!)
Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.
asa: Ava, I have an embarrassing question asa: But I'm very bad at reading tone through text, which I'm sure you've noticed. asa: ...Are we friends? can we be?
Send “#” for a RANDOM text.
asa: if i send you photo options for this pool party, will you help me pick an outfit? or is that too much? asa: I mean i dont care, its not a big deal at all. asa: you just seem the most fashionable
Send “☎” for a RUSHED text.
asa: how do i get blood out of denim? asa: its not mine this time, promise asa: ava quickly please asa: do i need to call you? asa: I really dont want to text lee about this, he'll be SO smug
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