Indie rp blog for Elio Perlman loosely based on Call me by your name movie and book. “Is it better to speak or die?”
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" m -- merry c -- chr -- christmas , elio . " Valerie says gently , smiling at him . though then a thought comes to her . " and a happy first n -- night of h -- han -- hanukkah as w -- well . " she adds . she was not that well versed with the holiday , but she was learning all she could ; for him .
A big smile appears on his face at her words, quickly followed by surprise at the mention of Hannukkah. He hadn't thought she would remember that part. "Thank you Valerie," Elio says softly, "Merry Christmas to you too my love."
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"Uhm... Chris'mas present? I dunno ef ye celebrate, but-" He shrugged. "Fer ye, anyway."
"Well I'm actually Jewish but it's fine! Since living in America I kind of celebrate both. This is a very lovely gift Cam, it's beautiful where did you get it?"
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"You couldn't?" Elio repeats eyebrows shooting up, "I mean I'm glad you can't… Not that I think you're the type to harm anyone but I thought everyone had the same kind of magic." Did that sound stupid? Definitely ignorant but then again it seemed like there was a lot Uther hadn't told his citizens and it was not as if you could go around and ask about it to random strangers. That would lead to a one way trip to the dungeon or worse.
"Thank you for saving me and leading me back to the village," Elio says turning around to look at her with a smile. "Will I be able to see you again?" He hears himself asking to his surprise, "I want to thank you properly when I have my things back." There's no particular plan as to how he would repay her kindness but perhaps he could bring her some dinner and they picnic somewhere? Or would that look too much of a date? Either way, he still had time to figure it, out if she even wanted to see him again.
"Not particularly," she agreed, with wry amusement. The risks were just too great to spend any time in larger cities - the knights of Camelot were far too dangerous in their quest to eradicate all the magical beings within the kingdom. Even travelling the short distance into the village was terrifying enough, and the knights rarely patrolled so deep into the woodlands.
"I know," she gave him a small smile over her shoulder, as she continued to step over the fallen branches and dodge the thick, spiky vines that seemed to dart out in front of them. "Uther lies. I couldn't hurt you even if I wanted to," she admitted. Her powers certainly wouldn't help her there - she could hardly heal someone to death! "We're almost to the road now," she nodded towards a clearing up ahead of them.
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He doesn't mind that she's looking around his place. Not that there is that much to look at yet just a few of the basics, table and chairs and his sofa. His piano would arrive later this week he hoped.
"For all you know, I could have been a stone collector!" Elio joked, "But no it are some of my books. Turns out they are a lot heavier than I thought they would be or maybe I just needed to pack them in smaller boxes to make it easier to move." Guess he still had a lot to learn when it came to moving although he hoped he wouldn't have to do it all again soon because it was a lot more work than he had thought.
"So have you lived here for long?"
“No problem. Nice to meet you too.” As soon as they had arrived at his new apartment and parked the box, Aya took the liberty of looking around a little.
The young man still seemed to be at the very beginning of his move.
“What's in there anyway?” With one hand on her hip, she gestured towards the box with the other. “I'll leave the joke about the stones for now,” she grinned.
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"I watched people cook my entire life and I still can't do it," Elio said looking to Lian in an entire new light. He was kind of impressed but also a bit jealous because god knew he was tired of living from take-out.
He slid down onto the chair and took a moment to admire his friend's work. "I guess so… But still thank you. Not everyone would have done the same thing. Hell, he wasn't sure what he would have done if someone in his state at ended up in his place. To be honest he was starting to feel soar from all the bruises and still felt a bit jittery. Hopefully, some food in his stomach would help. After taking a few careful bites he looked up at Lian. "This tastes great. Can I move in here so you can cook for me all the time?"
“More salt…” Lian thought about it and nodded at Elio's suggestion to add more salt to the stew. He laughed softly as he did just that.
“Thank you. I started watching my mother cook when I was a child. Then at some point I started doing it myself. I really like cooking, even more for others.”
When the food was ready, he turned off the stove and filled two plates, one of which he placed in front of his guest. In response to the other's gratitude, he waved with a smile and took a seat opposite Elio. “It's the least I can do, right? That's what friends are for.”
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"Ah yes," He said already nearly forgotten about his book, too distracted by the dog demanding his attention. "I can confirm it's a good conversation starter." Elio agreed with a smile while scratching the dog between his ears one final time before David decided he had enough and plopped down near Henry's feet.
"Never had any pets before," He confesses, "But then again I travelled around a lot with my parents as a kid so we would never be able to give them enough attention. They are both university professors and since my father did archaeology he often went to dig sites and whatnot. We also went back to Italy every summer since my mother is from there." His body shifts towards Henry while he continues, "As for now I don't know… My place isn't that big and I'm still unsure if I could give them the attention they deserve." Realizing he's gone on a bit of a tirade he clears his throat, "So to make my entire ramblings short, the answer is no, but I love animals. Maybe I'll get one one day."
"It's nice your father got you one though. I bet they make great company when growing up."
“Likewise Elio. It’s nice to meet you too. Always a joy to meet a fellow reader about here,” he said, gesturing to Elio’s book. He wondered what it was he had been reading, but the title was turned so he couldn’t see it. Henry couldn’t help but be curious. “Oh yes, why I figured David was good to go with. Simple, but unique and usually very good for conversation starters.” Henry couldn’t help but smile admiringly toward his dog, who had been more of a companion over the years that he was grateful to have.
David seemed more than delighted to meet Elio. He was sure the dog would be looking out for him in the future. No doubt he would have him scented enough by now to spot him not too far away.
“Since I was fifteen, yes. My dad got him for me. I think he was worried, you know how parents can be. What about you? Do you have any pets? You seem like a pet person, so it’s safe to assume you’ve had one before?” He questioned, interested if Elio had any animals at home or maybe even wherever he’d grown up.
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so happy with my magazine 🥰
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✿‧̥ it's okay to take time with things you owe ! no one is allowed to dictate the way you spend your time here. don't stress about the fact that it might take you a while to get to things you owe. it's important to focus on what's best for you and not forcing yourself to enjoy something that's a hobby.
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I've been gone for a while because my laptop was in the shop but I'm back now! I need to play catch up on a lot of stuff not just here but also like real life stuff I couldn't do so once I get it all done & have the time I'll get back to writing here!
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"Me turning boring? I would hope not!" Elio said while mentally wondering how boring anyone would have to be to fall asleep in the water. Very boring or Bill would have to be very exhausted. "Guess I'll just have to keep you interested then."
"Backstory huh? Isn't that what people learn at improv theatre? To come up with such things on the spot? Are you sure you're a writer? Maybe you missed your true calling and you could be an actor!" He falls silent for a while imagining a little Bill stuttering while he gets into trouble. "I would have never guessed you had a stutter back in the day if you hadn't told me." Elio says softly, "As for it getting worse when you were stressed that makes sense. You must have put a lot of hard work into getting rid of it."
"Their loss indeed." It would be worth it even if they did end up getting caught sometime in the future. He could already imagine having to run away from whoever owned this property half-dressed. It would be quite a sight.
"Challenge accepted!" He dove underneath the water and once he reached Bill he pulled him under with him. Coming back up for ai, he laughs while shaking his wet hair out of his face. "You're going to regret starting this with me!"
"Can't say I've ever done that before so I don't think there's much to worry about there. Unless you suddenly turn really boring really fast," he teased. Elio was a lot of things, but boring definitely wasn't one of them. Bill couldn't remember having this much fun with one person in a very long time. He could only hope that the brunette felt similarly about him.
Bill shrugged as he floated on his back, looking up at the quick moving clouds in the sky. "It's more like acting to me. But I'd never consider myself an actor. If someone needs a really great backstory for a character I'm their guy," he laughed. "Maybe it's the secret-keeping part of the lie that I'm not great at. When I was a kid I had a wicked stutter so anytime I was even a little stressed about something or thought I was doing something wrong it got even worse. Which in and of itself was pretty impressive."
He didn't enjoy talking about his life back in his hometown, or about his hometown in general. Elio, though, felt like a safe person to open up to. Even if it was just about the stutter he'd developed after he was in a car accident at three years old.
"Well then it's their loss and our gain." And part of him did hope that this spot would remain just theirs even if he couldn't begrudge Elio if he did end up bringing someone he was interested in here.
He had swam a ways away and was grinning broadly as the brunette made chase. "Alright Perlman, let's see what you've got!"
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"You don't need my approval to do what you want Val," Elio says smiling back at her, feeling like he needs to say this out loud to her so she knows. "You can do anything you want if you're happy with it. It doesn't matter what others think." He knew the latter part was a problem for her which is also why he feels so proud of her chopping her hair without telling anyone. It was a big step for her.
"I still think I need a haircut," Elio says while taking a strand of his hair and pulling at it. If he doesn't do it during his time off from school he doubts he will ever get to it. Who knew what that would end up looking like?
"It doesn't look uneven now, " he comments while looking at her locks. It looks perfect." No, he was no hairdresser and probably a bit biased, but it looked even enough to him.
The way she scrunched up her nose is so cute he has to resist pulling at her hair to see it again. "Not even ten minutes?" He repeats, "Darn it now I'm the one who's hair takes forever to dry and I'm jealous. That's it I really need to make an appointment to get my hair done. It needs to be shorter I can't be the guy who takes forever to get ready while his girlfriend waits for him! That would be unacceptable!" Is he exaggerating? A little but his point still stands.
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₊˚⊹ ʚɞ♡︎ ˚⋅. her color warms at least a couple shades past her normal tone as his eyes remain focused on her , but she cannot do a thing about it due to the current state of her shortened locks , && their inability to shield her as they had previously when she became shy when speaking to him . she did have to admit , she missed the familiarity of the length , how it would fall against her cheeks && give her a sense of security that might be false , but to her felt like something . it was still a new change for her , && it would take some getting used to of course . even though it was moments like this she did second guess the whole decision , she was glad that she had made the choice she had ; it was something she had to do , for once , for herself . it held so many memories for her , things she would rather regret . when she did catch sight of herself in the mirror , it was like a different person almost , && did not bring back the same feelings . it was really not like her to be this spontaneous , thinking through everything she ever did , then reassessing that choice , && all before she even made a single move . this was done in a controlled frenzy in the middle of the night , just deciding it had to go . the next morning , though her aunt was not thrilled , she understood , && helped her clean up the unevenness of the hastily done chop . it has done a lot for her , lifting both a metaphorical && even physical weight off her shoulders .
" I am g -- glad you a -- app -- approve . " her own smile comes to her lips , though a bit more self conscious than his was . " I t -- think y -- your hair l -- looks nice . " she assures him , since the length it was at , though longer than she had seen it before , made it curl up nicely && suited him . she remembers how she likes running her hands through it , how soft it is . he seems shocked that she had been the one to do it herself , which for some reason prompts a giggle from her at his surprise . " y -- yes , m -- my -- myself . " she clarifies . " it w -- was . . . n -- nerve w -- wrac -- wracking && h -- horr -- horribly u -- une -- uneven at first , but . . . . " she comments , since when she did it , all she was caring about was erasing the old image of herself .
" t -- thank y -- you . that . . . . m -- means a lot . " && it did , though she is sure he might be a bit biased due to how he felt for her , but it was still touching none the less . something wonderful about him is he always was so eager && happy to share in her achieving goals && overcoming challenges . she again laughs when he reaches out && tugs a few strands playfully , her nose scrunching in manufactured displeasure . " so m -- much l -- light -- lighter , && does not e -- even take ten m -- min -- minutes to dry . " ₊˚⊹ ʚɞ♡︎ ˚⋅.
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PROMPTS FOR PRE ESTABLISHED CONNECTIONS AND CREATING HISTORY BETWEEN CHARACTERS * assorted dialogue for giving your characters a history and giving them past things or events to talk about, adjust as necessary
do you remember what i told you last time?
have you been doing well since i saw you?
that's not what you told me back then.
when was the last time i saw you?
you were shorter then.
i'm picking the restaurant this time.
we've known each other since we were children.
always knew i could count on you.
that time was different. this is worse.
you're not going to let me live that down, are you?
i seem to remember a conversation we had back then.
so you changed your mind about it?
do you remember our encounter in paris?
you should know me by now.
am i the only one that knows the truth?
we had a lot of help back then.
your mom told me to look out for you.
you just love bringing that back up to annoy me.
maybe don't mention my past indescretions?
this was never going to work out between us.
i told you not to get attached.
i know more about you than you think.
i was there, remember?
i'm not about to forget all the shit you put me through.
you told me you were going to try and make this work.
remember what i said to you?
the last time i saw you, things were good between us.
you never mentioned this before.
that was the longest flight of my life, and you made it worse.
can i still trust you after all that?
at least we tried to make something work.
we never discussed what happened between us.
okay, but i'm driving the car this time.
i haven't forgotten what you said last week.
i'm still thinking about your comment.
i didn't realize it was you when i first saw you.
you seem to make a lot of enemies around here.
there's not much for us to talk about.
we worked it out last time.
i know you far better than you know yourself.
we have a long history.
is that the shirt you were wearing last time?
what don't i know about you?
i haven't told them about us.
you were the only person i could go to.
you know me.
this is bigger than both of us.
i can't stand your driving.
are you taking me to the place we had dinner last time?
that's not at all what you said.
didn't we agree on that?
i thought i made it very clear where i stand.
are these the same people that came after you last time?
are you still going on about it?
can we talk about it?
staying silent about it won't help.
you're the only person who knows the real me.
this is a bad time to talk about your problems.
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He's glad he managed to distract Neil about the whole ordeal which is making him very nervous even if it's just for a bit. Words could only help so much when it came to calming nerves.
"Don't be overdramatic you'll survive the night." Elio says confidently, "And then because we're both such grown-ups we're going swimming just to prove to them how childish we actually still are." In his mind, he's already thinking about grabbing some towels for their little outing later that night. Swimming was one of his favourite things to do so he was always down for that. "Should I also bring some of those snacks you like?" He questions, "Or anything else?"
Such words Neil had heard before, his friends telling him to just do his best and not worry about his father or what the man would think of him. It was easy enough to do in theory, the kind of carefree attitude that most people seemed to think that he had in abundance, but it was clear to Neil when somebody had never met his father properly. Nobody who knew him as Neil did would give that sort of advice.
"You're right," he sighed, eager to end the conversation in a place where he didn't have to explain his family's tendencies. Still, the notion of picking an activity for after the gala did brighten him a little. "We should head down to the lake - I haven't been swimming all summer." Pause. "That is, if I survive the night and everyone saying how grown up I am now."
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Blinking surprised at Lian's request it takes him a few seconds before he moves. It had not been what he had expected when he offered help but he walked closer and after blowing on the spoon that was being held out for him he tasted it. "It might need a bit more salt," Elio said after careful consideration, "But aside from that it tastes great. I didn't know you were such a good cook." He adds while glancing over at Lian whom he without noticing was standing very close to. If he didn't feel as exhausted after the day's events he would definitely be blushing and rambling, now he just takes a step back and slides into one of the dining chairs.
"Thank you again for all of this." He repeats again, "You're a real saviour in my book. Your place was the closest and well... " He trails of shaking his head, "Just thank you."
When Elio returned to him in the kitchen, Lian couldn't suppress a small smile. Although he had offered to rest and wait until he had finished dinner, Elio couldn't seem to resist the urge to help him with something.
“Alright, you can actually help me with something.” Maybe he would even feel a little better afterwards.
Stepping away from the stove a little, Lian turned to Elio and held out a spoon. “You can try the stew and let me know what you think. I might need to season it a little more.”
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"I'm being careful I just didn't expect to bump into anyone. " Elio admits when she helps him to make sure the box doesn't fall out of his hands. He's about to say that he's fine and doesn't need any help when she takes part of the box and starts helping him carry it upstairs.
"Nice to meet you, Ayako." He says flashing her a smile, "Sorry once again for knocking into you. I'm Elio." He might need a bit of a break after this one. If only to avoid crashing into more neighbours, not all of them would be as helpful as she was if they nearly got hit by a box. "It's this unit." He announces while freeing one hand to open the door and then promptly putting it down on the nearest surface. "Thank you for helping me with that one."
In the middle of the stairwell, she bumped into her new neighbor, holding out a hand as the obviously heavy box threatened to slip out of his hands.
“Careful, there.” Once she was sure the box was safely back in his hands, she withdrew her own, smiling at the face peeking over the edge of it.
“That looks pretty heavy, let me help you.” Without waiting for him to agree, she grabbed the side of the box facing her and started to climb backwards up the steps.
“What's your name? I am Ayako. Or Aya, as you like.”
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He's silent while he listens to Daithi's answer and wishes he didn't ask. God no wonder he didn't know. Was this even something he was supposed to know? Probably not. "Thank you for telling me. At least I get it now."
"I just don't know what the rules are here. What am I allowed to do or not do? Also, I can't help but be envious of the way you look at her,'' He holds up a hand to stop him from saying anything as he continues, "I know you look at me in the same way I just… I don't know I never had to share before. Gosh that sounds so childish also I can't believe we're having this conversation in a hospital of all places. I'm not sure this is something I can stop being… I want to I really do because I like you. I'm not sure if meeting her made things worse or not... Perhaps more real... Maybe I just need more time? I don't know to tell you the truth, my brain is all over the place." He feels guilty because in this case, he's the one who has a problem, who's making a problem out of something he had known from the beginning.
"I'm sorry. I think I might need some fresh air," Elio mutters before standing up and heading towards the exit. If only he hadn't stopped smoking he could really use a cigarette about now.
there's a upward tick of his brows at elio questioning why viveka didn't want help . he hums just a little as if in thought . most of it wasn't his story to tell , it would be something elio could learn from her in time if they continue seeing one another . lips press thin a little before sighing out a bit . elio was clearly upset over the fact that he didn't jump to her beck and call but when fussed over , viveka's mood could sour at times . not something he's going to allow to happen when it could potentially bring this whole thing down . how terrible would that be if he then had to explain to elio about his now grumpy girlfriend over .. helping her ? though she did seem to accept elio's help pleasantly earlier . maybe more so for his sake so he had a purpose of being there , but maybe this whole thing wasn't as bad as elio was making it out to be at times .
there's a laugh that comes from him when elio speaks out in question if he's the reason he's not helping viveka . daithi's been in silence for a few moments as if trying to process the right words for now to give him at least half of an answer . ' a lot of stuff happened with her ex which forced her to be independent in situations like this , as well as all around . believe me , that woman hardly needs anyone - want is a different feeling . she will ask for help when she needs help , she only called me because her foot was trapped and the bike is heavy . if she had just fallen , she probably would have gotten it up herself and gotten home to assess the damages to herself . believe me , i think she should accept more help from time to time .. but i can't make her . she's hardened herself up because she was the only one she could rely on .. she's gotten better with allowing me to help , but i can't push her beyond what she wants . and you didn't overstep . i don't think she actually minded , honestly . she did openly welcome you to come with us inside . '
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