#para: theo

[thecelestexzhao]

closed - @theotanaka

where - the carnival

Celeste debated even going to this thing since these big events always highlighted how alone she felt as she watched couples or families all together, but ultimately she found herself going anyways, even caving and buying herself a rather large cotton candy to just pick at as she walked around.

She didn't get far though before she heard a little girl crying and she looked over, seeing the heartbroken girl and her ice cream dropped on the boardwalk. A second later, Celeste realized who she was with- seeing Theo, her coworker. She'd heard him speak of his daughter, so she figured this must be who it was. Darting through the crowd, Celeste quickly headed over, briefly meeting Theo's eyes before she crouched down in front of the little girl, "Hey! It's okay! You wanna try of some this? I couldn't decide between pink or blue, so I got a mix of both and they're super yummy together. And it's fun to eat, which means noooo crying."

[wyatt-hennessy]

Location: Harley's Gourmet Burgers With: @theobaudelaire

Wyatt stood in the line, waiting for his turn to order, minding his own business while also being very aware of a rowdy group of younger folk just in front of him. They were chatting amidst themselves, loud and boisterous as young folk tended to be, full of youthful enthusiasm. He was keen to continue ignoring them until one made accidental eye contact and that seemed to invite the young lad into talking to him. First it wasn't anything Wyatt was all too interested in, the young man laughing about the joke that had been told and trying to get a laugh out of him as well but Wyatt only nodded with an expressionless face. The younger man continued though, not taking the hint and now mentioned, "If you check in to this place online and buy a beer, you can get a second one free!" So that was the reason they were there in such a large group, to take advantage of this promotion. Wyatt nodded again, accepting the information and looked away, hoping the younger man would lose interest in him and go back to joking with his friends.

Maybe if he struck up a conversation with someone else it would further deter the young man so that's exactly what Wyatt did, turned to the person waiting in line behind him and asked in his drawling accent, "I don't suppose you're here for that deal?" Under the assumption the person behind him would have heard.

[matthewbaudelaire]

Location: Grocery Store With: @theobaudelaire

Matthew did as much of his shopping as he could at the local farmer's market but there were some certain staples that needed to be purchased at the local grocer and while he was probably capable of doing the overall menial chore on his own despite one hand being broken and the other being bandaged up so that both of his hands were in some sort of disarray, it was certainly made easier by taking advantage of the kind heartedness of his younger siblings. Besides, what were younger siblings for if not to affectionately bully them into doing things for you?

"Can you grab that pound of ground turkey?" Matthew gestured with his better hand, between his fingers loosely held his sunglasses, hand wrapped in layers of cotton gauze tightly, beneath it the skin of his knuckles healed slowly and ached intensely. "Not that one, that one," he gestured again, unable to stretch out his fingers and could only point with his knuckles. "Good having you back around, baby bro," he gave his youngest sibling a fond look and with his hazel eyes encircled with deeply purple and garish looking bruises it made any sort of expression look pained. He donned the sunglasses again to protect them from the bright lights of the grocer and to conceal the black eyes.

[morangoowada]

DEBATES IN BRAZIL ARE THE BEST THING EVER, THE GUY CALLED THE OTHER A COWARD THAT WASN'T "MANLY ENOUGH" TO SLAP HIM AND THEN THIS HAPPENS

[snetofed]

"The devil is the bad guy because an angel told you the story"

(Phrase of the day today)

[juliusblevins]

While not busting open the door or even kicking it open, Julius wasn't gentle or slow with opening it as he playfully made his presence know. "Honey, I'm...here." He stated before closing the door, with the first two words coming out loudly in a playful way while the last word was said in a much softer and more subdued tone after the pause due to noticing Aiden was here. Not that he wasn't happy to see him as was evident by the smile that formed on his face only a couple seconds later. He was just obviously surprised to see him here. "Huh. It sounds like you've been having the time of your life with my favorite werewolf, which hey, I get of course." He only looked at Theodore when he said that. However, he immediately followed that up with turning his attention back towards Aiden to give him a wink.

@thetallerandsexiertwin

"Which needs?" He asked him as he relaxed on the couch. "You are not a vampire."

[graveborn-thing]

Theo

Theo’s world was never quite whole after Victor disappeared. As a child, he ached for the older brother who had been torn away, his absence leaving a void that never truly healed. That longing shaped Theo, making him quiet, introspective—someone who sought connection in places he perhaps shouldn’t have.

When he agreed to meet a stranger he’d spoken to online, he never expected to wake up somewhere unfamiliar, trapped in a nightmare that felt strangely like a dream. Because it wasn’t a stranger at all—it was Victor, the brother he had spent years missing, the one he had built up in his mind as something almost mythical. But Victor wasn’t the same as the boy he had once idolized. He was something else now. Something relentless.

At first, Theo tried to fight, to remind himself that this was wrong. But Victor made it so easy to forget. He spoke to Theo like he was the most precious thing in the world, as if every moment without him had been unbearable. He wasn’t cruel, not in the way Theo thought a captor should be. He was careful, doting—wrapping Theo in a love so overwhelming it left him gasping for air. And maybe that was the most dangerous part. The way Victor held him, spoke to him, worshiped him—it didn’t feel like something to fear. It felt like something Theo had been waiting for his whole life.

The lines between devotion and imprisonment blurred until Theo wasn’t sure if he wanted to run or if he simply wanted to belong to Victor the way Victor belonged to him.

[matthewbaudelaire]

Location: Matthew's Apartment With: @theobaudelaire

"Spill it," Matthew leaned his cheek against his hand as he tapped with his other the loose ash from the tip of his cigarette into the ceramic ash tray resting on the arm rest of his couch. "You've been acting like a chihuahua about to get a shot for the last fifteen minutes," a sight he was very familiar with considering his volunteering to help their Uncle Corey at his vet clinic. "Something happen?"

[mahgi]

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[jeremybeacom]

Jeremy's expression turned to confusion when Theo explained that he didn't drink alcohol because he didn't want it to become bad, initially misinterpreting and thinking he was scared of the drink itself being bad and so the werewolf gave a slight but understanding nod. He could understand that fear, it's why he always went for the same drink every time and so when he nodded at the bartender for a drink, they always knew what to get him which also saved him the added stress of needing to speak to order it. Having a regular drink made it easier for everyone in his opinion.

Mars gave a snort at Theo's drink, muttered a low, "Nerd," and first gave Jerry his drink as it was just as simple as uncapping a bottle of beer and then began to mix the virgin mojito for Theo.

With the cold beer in his hand, Jeremy took a small sip to build up some courage to talk and so was able to ask in his halting speech, "W-whw-hat d-do y-y-you d-d-do?"

Theo talked a little more about his living situation until Jeremy showed him Marsden who was working tonight. He understood that he was asking if he wanted a drink. He nodded his head, he had been a bit thirsty. ''Yeah! I don't drink actual alcohol, but- Well, it's not for dramatic reasons, I drank once and it was fine, I just don't want it to turn into something bad.'' Maybe not drinking because his dad had a drinking problem and he was worried about having the gene somehow was a dramatic reason, but he meant that he didn't care if Jeremy did choose to drink something that had alcohol in it. They met in a bar after all.

''Hey! I'll take a virgin mojito please!'' he asked Mars when he wasn't talking with another customer anymore and gave Jeremy a chance to order too.

[workestyling]

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[amazegallery]

Paixão das paixões e As the world caves in

Capas para o blog StellarUniverse e para o projeto FantasyIsland Post: 12/11/24

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[justaboymadeofhoneyandglass]

See I can turn everything into fucked up incest, even this!

[thecelestexzhao]

Celeste shot her coworker an easy smile as she walked her way into the bar that evening for her shift, greeting some regulars who called out to her as she walked by. "Well that's because Kaede's been giving me the shitty closing shifts lately, so we're like ships passing in the night." she was mainly joking though, since she didn't mind the closing shifts. She liked the quiet that came with the cleanup at the end of the night sometimes.

As she spoke Celeste tossed her bag and jacket beneath the bar, settling in beside him and giving him a little nudge with her hip. "How're things? Both here and with you?"

who: @thecelestexzhao where: the reef

The soft glow of the Reef’s overhead lights cast a golden hue over the polished bar, the steady hum of conversation filling the space. Theo stood behind the counter, idly drying a glass as he watched the ebb and flow of the evening crowd. It was the usual mix—regulars settling into their usual spots, newcomers hesitating at the entrance before sliding onto barstools or slipping into booths.

With a practiced ease, he set the glass aside and leaned slightly against the bar, glancing up as the door swung open again to see Celeste ready for her shift. “Hey,” he grinned. "I feel like I haven't seen you in forever."

[coreyjensen]

Starter For: @theo-mccarthy Location: Local Jail

"You sober now?" Came the call as Officer Douglas wandered into the holding area, keys jangling from his belt. The sun was barely peeking through the bars of the holding cell, slithers of light slipping through the small window in the space on the other side of the bars where the officer was walking. Corey knew Dougas. Benefits (or downfalls) of a small town. Corey let out a small grunt in response.

"Sober enough. What time is it?" Sleep had only came because Corey had been too drunk to resist it anymore, in spite of the cot in the cell being uncomfortable as shit. "I gotta go home and feed my cat."

"Like 7:30am. You know I could hold you up to 48 hours before I have to file charges."

"You want the pleasure of my company for that long? I'm touched." Corey had sobered up since the arrest, enough to not be quite as combative as they had been the previous night (or the early hours of that morning).

"Lucky for you, I'm in a good mood. And you must be sober now. Last night when I read you your rights and asked if you wanted to call a lawyer, you said 'get bent, you think I have lawyer money?'"

Corey snickered. "Yeah, sounds like me."

Officer Douglas unlocked the cell, gesturing for Corey to follow. "No charges this time, but the next time you might not be so lucky. Not everyone is as understanding as I am." Douglas gave Corey a sad smile. "I was sorry to hear about your mom."

Corey nodded. It was just a little bar fight. Nothing serious. But the owner had called the cops, and since Corey had started it and been the more drunk of the patrons, they were the one shoved in the back of the cop car. "Thanks." They weren't going to go into any more detail than that, and kept quiet while Douglas processed the paperwork for their release and handed them back their belongings.

"Sign here to confirm I've given you back your stuff."

"I had another fifty dollars in here," Corey lied, checking their wallet, and their deadpan joke prompted a simple eye roll. "Corey..."

"Yeah, yeah, I know." They were already signing the papers. "Tell your sister I said hi."

Corey waited 'til they were outside before turning their phone back on, scrolling their contacts. Shawn was an option, but Shawn was sure to give them an earful, so they called Theo. "Hey, can you pick me up? I'm at the police station."

[toby-jarvis]

Starter For: @theo-mccarthy Location: Outlaw Ink

"I know, I know, wrist is sensitive, and this is bigger than your last piece, but we're almost done, okay?" In TJ's tattooing experience, most people struggled with places like wrists and ribs, areas without a lot of flesh. Hands and feet were also sensitive and since it was a cover up - covering an old, badly drawn butterfly with a tree of life, it had a lot of solid black in it.

TJ liked tattooing friends. It meant at the very least, they'd have someone worth talking to while they worked. Having a boring client or a client that grated on you was annoying, especially for a big piece. This one wasn't too big, about the width of the whole wrist and circular in shape, but cover-ups had to be dark, unless the piece was really old and faded, which meant more pressure. "You know, you didn't have to pay me to hang out. Nice though. Two birds with one stone," TJ teased. They'd been best friends with Theo since middle school, but their jobs had kept them busy over the holiday periods.