@s-unfleur Asked: I Can't Be The Only Thing That Gets You Through The Day. / Chani + Hollyfrom Here

@s-unfleur asked: i can't be the only thing that gets you through the day. / chani + holly from here

                Sapho    stained    lips    twitch    upwards,    eyes    flickering    white    for    just    a    moment.    As    if    she    had    to    calculate    it.    Everything    was    calculated    for    Holly.    It    was    in    her    nature,    having    been    trained    to    be    the    one    thing    she    could    not    become    from    a    very    young    age.    And    even    where    she    failed,    her    father    still    saw    potential    in    the    girl.

                Maybe    there    was    one    or    two    other    things,    the    Sapho    juice    is    really    what    got    her    through    the    mind    numbing    meetings,    the    dullness,    the    monotony    of    it    all...    though    the    thought    of    Chani    still    did    wonders    for    her.    Fuck    Paul,    fuck    Duncan,    fuck    Gurney    and    her    father    and    Stilgar    and    every    other    person    she    knew    on    this    god    forsaken    planet.    And    fuck    the    Sapho.    It    was    Chani.

                "    No,    I    think    you    are,    my    love.    "

♡ dante

from here

alright dante, ur not allowed to be almost perfect

                Of    course    Jonah    would    not.    He    would    never    dream    of    it.    Persephone    has    the    priest    wrapped    around    her    little    fingers    and    he    wont    unravel    any    time    soon.    There's    nothing    she    needs    to    be    worried    about.    Not    when    it    comes    to    him.    Not    when    it    comes    to    his    love    for    her.

                Palm    presses    to    the    back    of    her    hand,    smile    spreading    wide    across    his    face.    Lips    purse    to    press    a    kiss    to    her    own    palm    now.    His    adoration    isn't    feigned.    It    is    very    much    real    to    him.

                "    Whatever    it    means    to    love    you,    I    will    do.    My    affection    shows    no    bounds    when    it    comes    to    you,    Persephone.    "

@thehollyverse (jonah) said: ❛ i would let you rip me apart if it meant loving you. ❜

she smiles, as if she hadn't already known. a hand softly cups his cheek, hazel eyes looking up at him with feigned adoration. thumb rubs a gentle circle into the soft flesh in such a small gesture of affection. every movement, every word, done in an effort to keep the man under her control. ❛ i have no desire to rip you apart, darling. ❜ that was a lie: one wrong move is all it would take for persephone to sic nickolas on the man, watch him bleed in her name. though, she does feel a small sliver of hope that it does not come to that. he would be difficult to replace.

* MEME, always accepting.

@dxsole asked: He's sipping his afternoon coffee a little too intensely. And he's quiet— well, Hugo is often quiet but he did seem to enjoy their morning chit-chats. Today it seemed he didn't have much to say— he only seems to ease up when he sees something moving in the corner of his eye. "Ah, have you seen Traugott?" It's said as casually as he could, seeing as he'd been silent for so long before. He nods his chin towards the rat that was now waddling in; Traugott had on a new sweater, a soft fuzzy green, and some sort of box tied up around his middle. Traugott, apparently, was none too pleased about being a ring bearer and made a sudden u-turn, making Hugo nearly choke on his coffee. "You might want to— get him," Although he's already stepping to grab the little troublemaker. "That's— that's for you."

                Finger    flips    page    after    page    of    the    book    she's    currently    got    her    nose    shoved    in,    hardly    paying    attention    to    the    dedicated    sipping    Hugo's    got    going    on.    Holly    can't    tell    the    difference,    not    when    she's    so    distracted    by    the    plot.    It's    a    good    book,    one    that    might    become    her    favorite.

                Finger    presses    to    ink    as    she    marks    the    spot    she    had    left    off,    eyes    following    Hugo's    own    gaze    to    see    the    fat    little    rat    waddling    about,    a    nice    fuzzy    sweater    wrapped    around    him.    It's    funny    to    see    the    little    box    sway    back    and    forth.    Book    mark    is    now    pressed    into    the    spine    of    the    book,    closing    it    and    setting    it    on    the    table.

                "    Why's    he    got    somethin'    for    me    ??    "    She    asks-    though    she's    sure    he    didn't    catch    that.    Holly    stands,    following    in    tow    as    Hugo    scrambles    for    the    rat,    and    in    a    sing    song    voice:    "    Traugoooootttt    !!    "

listen i been doin some research on sex addiction and drug use for nick

nick is a sex addict, on top of that he's a drug addict. this mfer uses sex as a form of self harm, often engaging in sexual acts with people he really doesn't want to. i labeled him as pan because it's easier to say than to explain this whole thing, but i really think he's straight. if not straight he leans HEAVILY towards women, it's rare that he's actually had a male partner he enjoys sex with

so like, with all that being said, sometimes he has a hard time gettin it up, because of sexual dysfunction due to the drugs and sex addiction, but even more so it's hard for him to finish a lot of the time. he's gotta think about some porn he watched 10 years ago that he can't find now

no he will not be getting help because he's fucking stupid