@a-dcgausscr​ ♥’d this !

ELIO ISN’T really any better at making friends in university than he was in high school or italy. he just occasionally--- ventures out and inserts himself into someone else’s immediate space. like now. he’s been sort of watching the boy for awhile. he seems--- MELANCHOLY and elio is intrigued. after some time of just watching him ( like the weirdo he is ), he finally stands, approaches, and sits himself down at the other boy’s table. 

      ❝ what’s your name? ❞ he asks in the calm way of someone who’s just          asked for the time or which way the train station is. almost detached,          if not for the interest in his dark eyes. 

@russianforged ♥’d this

the sight of the man is enough to have elio’s throat tightening and his heart seizing in his chest. it’s not oliver, he knows. but god there is enough about him that for just a second, for one single second, elio hoped. the more he looks, the more things he sees, the more features he finds that they share. tall frame, square jaw, bright eyes. the man is wearing a hat, but elio can’t help himself but wonder if the hair beneath was golden. there is a fleeting curiosity of what it would feel like if he slept with him. would he kiss him as oliver had? touch him the way oliver did? the curiosity is, however, not purely sexual in nature, and he finds himself moving forward to the table is sitting by himself at, as if driven by some masochistic force. before he can think about what he’s doing, think RATIONALLY about this, elio is sitting down at the man’s table. 

      ❝ sorry, can i sit here? ❞

@heavenlysigh​ liked this !

IT’S RARE to see homeless people in this part of the city. the occasional drunk person that didn’t entirely make it home before passing out in a convenient alcove, sure. but that... doesn’t look like this girl. for one thing, she has a bag with her, and not a purse, either. a real bag, big enough to hold clothes. but she’s young. that’s the part that really throws him. 

       ❝ um... HEY. are you okay...? ❞

@readsmindstm​ liked this !

SAN FRANCISCO. elio is excited. he’s spent a long time in the states now, between school and concerts and the occasional music lecture. but he’s spent all this time on the east coast. but it’s pride and elio has never been, not in what’s essentially the gay capital of the world. and, well. he was curious and has decided to come. the festivities are still two days out, so he’s found himself sort of wandering the city that’s already decked out for the celebrations. it’s still relatively early in the day, but one bar in particular has caught his attention and pokes his head in. 

       ❝ sorry. are you guys open? ❞

@darlingflight​ liked this !

HE LIES curled around her, chin resting on her shoulder, eyes heavy and mind foggy with sleepiness. he hums as he nestles closer. 

      ❝ i want to go with you, wendy, ❞ he murmurs. ❝ to neverland. ❞

@youthblamed​ ♥’d this !

ELIO HAS always liked flourish and blotts. if it’s a bookstore, he’s likely to love it, if he’s honest. but it’s become even more close to his chest ever since he realized that levi’s parents are the ones that own it. which means he has more of a reason to spend even MORE time here now. they’re on that secluded nook that elio had first found him in. he’s stretched out as much as his long body can allow, head resting easily in levi’s lap. 

      ❝ hey- have you ever... gotten high? ❞

@theymakehistory​ ♥’d this !

THERE’S A distant consideration on his face, fingers playing absently with his lips as they sit in the dappled sunlight. 

       ❝ sometimes, you know... i think there’s real magic out there. like i can just---           feel it sometimes. but then. i don’t know. maybe i just read too many books           and it’s that that feels like magic instead. ❞

@goldenngore​ ♥’d this !

IT’S BRUTALLY quiet in the house, between them. elio’s already chucked off his soaked through shirt and he passes loras a towel for his dripping hair. do you ever regret the moment before IMMEDIATELY in the moment after? ...he may or may not have been feeling that the whole walk back to the house in the pouring rain. 

      ❝ i’m gonna shower, ❞ he announces mostly to the air, still not entirely looking          at loras. 

👿.     “     𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒     ”     𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄  

KISSES @goldenngore​ / { random } - 16. a kiss in the rain

IF HE’S being entirely honest, there’s part of him that always sort of wondered if loras hated him. not that the boy was particularly cruel, but he seemed a bit like ELIO. aloof and somewhat self-concerned. which--- well, people tended to think elio hated them too, so that was probably it. but despite this, elio had never stopped thinking the other was anything short of BEAUTIFUL. he just admired it silently and through his music. through glances as his fingers plucked along his guitar. would he ever cease to be so terrible at openly admiring someone? 

well, apparently yes. because as they stood there, bickering on the trail path to the beach, as the rain had suddenly pounded down around them, elio could no longer contain himself. he reached up to grab loras by the jaw and almost aggressively kissed the other boy, pressing his lips to his as if to say, ‘there. now i’ve done this and you must live with the knowledge of how i feel.’

@sheroaredlouder ♥’d this !

HE’S TAKEN some time to just relax away from the dance with a cigarette, back leaned up against the stone wall, opting instead to watch the people walk along the strada. where he is, just outside of crema, as it is, is very TINY. which means everyone knows everyone, and when someone ISN’T very known, they’re pretty easy to pick out. like this girl, with a large map in her hands, looking very.... lost. elio tosses his cigarette to the ground and makes his way over. 

     ❝ hey, ❞ he calls out while he’s still a reasonable distance away, so as         not to startle her. ❝ do you need some help? ❞

@clarvssa​ ♥’d this !

      ❝ I THINK--- i’m gonna go to school in new york. you like it there? despite          the crazy secret world us mundanes know nothing about? ❞ he smirks. 

Jealous Lovers Sentence Starters @goldenngore​

“I’m going to kick his/her/their ass! No one can touch you like that except for me.” 😤

THE SUDDEN sound makes him jump a bit, but he can’t help the snort that works its way out at the very offended words coming from loras’ lips. it’s actually kinda cute. 

      ❝ he didn’t REALLY touch me, loras. he was just getting by, it’s fine. ❞

👿.     “     𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒     ”     𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄  

@freedomshielded​

KISSES 14 - 14. an almost kiss

IF YOU had asked elio, in his life, who is the most famous person would he know in his life, he’d have probably answers a poet, or an author, or a musician. someone that made sense to be in his circle at university in new york. someone that he would one day play with or write with. he’d have never answered captain america. a man he’d met briefly in italy and had become somewhat enamored with broad shoulders golden hair blue eyes a shirt billowing and blue... that he’d meet him AGAIN in new york was unfathomable to elio. that he would be having lunch with him even more so. it felt somewhat ruined, though, when, in the middle of that lunch, some new fresh hell broke out in the square across the way, steve pulling elio into an alcove to keep them momentarily protected from whatever projectiles were being slung about. eyes wide and breath fast he’d looked up and----- OH... oh... the fast breaths suddenly caught in elio’s throat, and his lips parted though he had no idea what to say. it seemed steve was just as frozen in the moment as he was. no, he definitely was, the space between them narrowing further and he swears he can feel steve’s breath mingling with his.

until concrete CRASHES above their heads and elio has to duck away to save himself from being blinded by the debris. but his heart is still beating fast and, for now, he’ll appreciate the feel of steve pressed close to him before he has to go save the world no doubt. 

@darlingflight ♥’d this !

HE FLOPS down onto the couch and tugs her along with him, not giving her much choice in the matter. he nuzzles her neck playfully. 

      ❝ tell me one of your stories, wendy. you tell the best stories. ❞

@freedomshielded ♥’d this !

IS HE staring? yes, okay, he’s staring. but he thinks that’s acceptable. oh god, it’s probably not acceptable. he probably has people staring at him every day. but--- he’s in italy. what--- what is CAPTAIN AMERICA doing in italy?? and he’s handsome. was he always that handsome on the television? 

      ❝ sorry i--- don’t really know the protocol here. so i’m--- i just wanted to say          i’m a fan of your work... i guess. ❞ smooth, elio. 

@hiercphants ♥’d this !

HE NAVIGATES the night streets of crema with care. his hands on the handlebars of his bike, but he’s decided he’s too drunk to actually attempt riding it. his mental faculties feel fine enough, but his motor controls aren’t exactly at their PEAK. plus, a nighttime walk in the brisk italian air back home feels really good on his overheated body after all of the dancing. he’s not the only person out at this hour, but the people are definitely fewer and farther between, which is alright with elio. after spending hours cramped on a dancefloor with other people, he needs some alone time to decompress.

that is--- until he sees, easily, one of the prettiest boys he thinks he’s ever seen in his entire life. in fact, it makes him freeze. his feet halt on the cobblestone and, embarrassingly enough, he just---- STARES. it takes him a hot few moments before he has the mentality to shake himself from it and, out of pure embarrassment, starts to hurry, though he can’t quite help shooting a few looks back on his way.