azranadir

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azra: she showed up all fucking upset days later with those stupid puppy dog eyes she makes azra: oh wow, am i really getting fey for the night instead of you ditching me for the boyfriend? i'm shocked

fey: why were you comforting HER??? fey: i'll bring the joints 🤪

#azra / interactions #txt; feyza kaplan

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Dominic should be grateful Azra is being seen with him, because even though they were friends, and she secretly did care about him, she was no stranger to cutting off the lunatics to protect her image. But in some way, she related to him, the anger at least. She felt angry too, all the time. If it wasn't about being nearly killed, it was losing people, in death and in life. "Well, get it together. Everyone already side-eyes you, the least you can do is not turn into a twig along the way." Then she'd really start ignoring him. "Yeah, that's exactly what you're doing. But you don't have to convince me, really, I'm like the least judgmental person in this awful town." Of course, she was judging Dom, but it was mainly because he just seemed to be throwing his life away because he didn't know how to deal with anything. "Wow. That is so insensitive, Dom. I'm a changed person. That and the night Verity turned into a rage monster is the same night Adee decided it would be fun to stick a knife in me," she retorts dryly, tone laced in annoyance as she rolls her eyes.

"I'm not taking it out on y-- You know what, never mind," Dom says, rolling his eyes at Azra, even though he surprisingly found comfort in this. Even though Adee tried to kill her, and she was still recovering from her injuries, she was still the same person he'd always known. She didn't change, not for anything or anyone, and he had to begrudgingly respect that. "Keep forgetting to," he admits with a shrug. "Of course I'm winning these stupid fights with these stupid people. What, d'you think I'm just getting shit faced every night and beating people up for no reason?" Dom asks, scoffing. That was exactly what he was doing, but in his eyes, he always had a reason. Or at least always found one before he throws a punch. "What about you? It's getting a little quiet on the Azra front nowadays. That fight with Vera made you hang up the boxing gloves or what?"

#azra / interactions #c; dominic davis

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It was about protecting herself. Because deep down, maybe Azra didn't like herself as much as she portrayed, and cutting things off, ruining them, or accepting something superficial as she had done with Ren countless times already, was her way out. She knows she should be considerate, that it's obvious what happened with Adee affected him, and maybe even what's happening now is hurting him too. But why should her own feelings come second? Why should she accept less than what she wants because he isn't ready? "It's fine. I was just stopping by." Her eyes glance down at the fur-ridden shirt, purposely keeping some kind of distance between them. Azra had a plan, and even if it was poorly made one out of her own insecurities and anger, she would go through with it. "I don't want it anymore," she says, referring to the shirt, and also indirectly referring to what they had. She didn't want to walk inside, didn't want to linger or make this any harder than it already was. Her face was blank, but Azra was well aware of what was running through her mind. That she was breaking her own heart before she could even give it to him. She doesn't hate him, but right now, she also doesn't want to be near him, stepping inside and making sure to keep herself grounded and collected. "I think we should end…. whatever this is." It hurt so much, but what was she really ending? A friends-with-benefits situation? She'd done that plenty of times, yet back then, it was easy to say she was bored or that she didn't care as justification. Now, the words couldn't leave her lips, and Azra still couldn't bring herself to be mean. "I don't want it anymore," she repeats her same words, but this time, it's entirely too clear as to what she's referring to.

It doesn't take long for Azra to show up after he's arrived home from work. He had just finished refilling the water bowls for his cats when he hears the door, rushing to open it. "Hey," he says, smiling, glad to see her. Her presence has been so good, it made everything a little more bearable and lighter. With the deaths starting again, he's been irritable and on edge, anxious again when they were supposedly promised to be safe again. What the hell is going on in this town? "Sorry, I haven't yet changed my shirt. It's got Ash's fur all over it." There's a sheepish expression as he looks down at it before starts to reach down to kiss her cheek, only for her to extend her hand, putting the bag between them. "Why are you returning it? Didn't we agree it's yours now?" The smile on his lips gradually starts to disappear as he catches on Azra's change in demeanor, the way she doesn't look at him, and the way her tone sounds unusually detached. His brows furrow in concern. "Are you okay? What's wrong?" he asks, then shakes his head. "Wait, come in first. Sorry," he adds, moving to let her in. Maybe it's the fact that he's already anxious, but Azra's visit doesn't seem to be something that'll bode well. He doesn't want to jump to conclusions, but he can't it when she looks nervous and avoidant. They've been hanging out for a while, have seen her what she's like when she's happy, when she's upset, when she's angry, so he likes to believe he knows her enough to predict the current situation.

#azra / interactions #c; ren maniwan

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azra: idk what shes going thru acting like she's the only person affected by any of this azra: of course she didn't ask. just like she showed up to hospital when adee fucked me up, just for me to have to comfort her. and just like when i brought it up again, she tried to switch the conversation to whatever tf is going on with her and charlotte azra: fr azra: i'll get the wine <3 and the vodka

fey: i love that girl but you'd think she'd know what we're like since we've all been best friends since forever like why is this surprising??? but whatever. she can hang out with whoever she wants, as long as it's not with me fey: like damn it had to take this for me to realize that viktor's more important to her than ME? fey: yknow she never even asked me about derin. never asked if i was okay or god forbid even give me a fucking hug for once fey: whatever. bad bitches for life LMFAO fey: i'm sleeping over there tonight. girls night

#azra / interactions #txt; feyza kaplan

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Azra rolled her eyes because she didn't really care about whatever Sarah was going through with her sister, as much as she seemed to think it was a better talking point than anything going on in her own life. "Whatever," she mumbled, looking at the menu. "I don't know. Probably pancakes."

“I tried.” She wrinkled her nose. “I don’t know how well it went.” She blinked, glancing up at the menu. “Don’t listen to me. What do you want to order? I haven’t decided yet.” Sarah swallowed hard. “Might just say fuck it all and get an ice cream.”

#azra / interactions #c; sarah oh

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"I don't have drama with anyone. I'm a delight. If anyone disagrees, then that's their problem, not mine." Azra hardly cared about who did and didn't like her, let alone some country soundcloud bitch who'd fuck any guy in sight. "No," she retorts bluntly. Because of course, she's better than Aslan, in her mind at least. On the outside though, he was clearly the preferred one, whether it be because she was more abrasive than him, or because he was simply a man. "That should be her sign to leave town on the horse she rode in on. Who would even stay in a place where no one likes them?" It sounded stupid to her, and as similar as she and Rory were at times, she'd hardly associate herself with someone so idiotic.

Aslan just nonchalantly shrugs at Azra's words. "What, can't I ask a simple question? Maybe there's some drama happening that I don't know about?" he jokes. Aslan doesn't care to join in drama most of the time, unless it brings it some sort of entertainment and to add a little bit of fuel to the fire. Otherwise, he'd rather just watch from afar. "You think they realize I'm the better sibling?" he teases, moving to sit down and lean back, brows furrowing a little, because he finds it odd that her outspoken attitude isn't always met with open arms when him and Azra weren't that different in that regard. "People are so pissy lately anyway, everything gets to them." He nods. "She doesn't support anyone but herself." He chuckles. "Clearly no one stands her and she doesn't care."

#azra / interactions #c; aslan nadir

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closed for @renmaniwan

location: his place

Maybe if her feelings for Ren weren't so genuine, she would have been fine with the casual sex, and the way she was something fun and exciting to him. Azra can still remember when she agreed to things in the first place, when she'd gone along with something that would never feel real all while a sharp pang hit her heart. It was fun until she went home and she felt so hollow, ignoring Ren and his presence everywhere in public. She couldn't get jealous, she couldn't get angry, because she'd agreed to nothing more. Getting rid of what reminded her of him was the first step. And then she realized she didn't have much of his belongings in her possession, the ultimate sign that they really were nothing. That outside of what happened in the bedroom, they weren't anything special. It had been gnawing at her since she agreed, but none of this was what she wanted. She didn't want to be friends with benefits with him, because it was clear she wanted so much more. And he didn't. Secretly, she feels nervous standing outside his door, and each second before he opens it feels entirely too long. "Hi," she says, tone as neutral as she could possibly be, all while twiddling the strings of the bag in between her fingers. Maybe it was better to just get this over with quickly, that way she could move on and not say more than she needed to. After a moment, Azra extends her hand, putting the small gift bag she'd found lying around her storage closet between the two. "Here's your shirt back. I had it cleaned when I got the rest of my laundry done." She can't quite meet his eyes, finding the chipped paint on the side of his door more interesting than his expression for her own sake. "You were right, it's not my style."

#azra / interactions #c; ren maniwan #sorry </3 #happy monday

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"But you can't… hit them with the flashlight or anything? Sock the nurse in the vagina, or if it's some dude, in the dick?" It didn't seem realistic that his only means of protecting himself in this game was a flashlight and some wood. "Is this supposed to be your favorite game? Because you complain an awful lot, Ren," Azra teases, goading him for the little rant he went on. It was cute, that he was so invested in something that was probably pointless. She cups his cheeks, giving him a grin. "I don't care about your team. If they have something to say, they can say it to me." As if it was worth getting worked up over a few pixels on the screen. Let alone some random weirdos on the internet, when she was the one in Ren's arms right now, accepting his embrace and wrapping her legs around his waist for a moment as they moved to the bed. Azra finds herself growing soft at his words, her features growing lighter. She wants to stay no, because sticking around for something more than sex was a one-way ticket for her falling too hard, which would only hurt considering the reality. But still, she likes this moment, wants to live in it a little longer where she doesn't have to think about psychotic Adee or her own trauma, or that outside of this room he wasn't really hers, and she wasn't really his. She didn't have to think about any of that when it was the two of them, fooling herself with faux happiness. "Sure," she says with a breath, glancing up at him again. "I don't have any plans," Azra adds, hands tugging at his shirt and lifting it up slightly. "Breakfast can wait though."

"We can have flashlights to temporarily blind the killer during a chase. So, it slows them down. Or like, there are pallets, which are obstacles which we can drop to slow down the killer too," he clarifies. "But unfortunately, I can't sneak in a weapon. Or else I'd have killed the plague and the clown right away—they're killers, too. The plague and the clown have made me irrationally rage before. Though there's this new killer, the skull merchant, she's actually worse. I don't understand what the developers thought creating her," he rambles on, rolling his eyes a little at the thought, getting a little too invested in this entire thing, only realizing after he's said all that. "Sorry, that was a lot of info dump." He chuckles a little, clearing his throat before he brushes his lips against hers. "I was definitely going to win this... Now my team will come for my neck," he jokes. He doesn't care that he's lost the game, not when Azra's sitting in his lap and has her arms around him. His body grows hot all over, his hand moving to trace her bare skin, kissing her back. He gets off his chair, picking her up as he does and laying her down gently on his bed, not breaking the kiss, which is equal parts gentle and passionate. "Can you stay here today?" he asks after a few moments. "Unless... I mean, you have plans, of course. Then forget I asked," he's quick to amend, reaching to brush a loose strand of her hair back. He doesn't have to be at the vet clinic today and doesn't have plans, so he's free the entire day, and he wants to spend it with her.

#azra / interactions #c; ren maniwan

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azra: at least she talked to you

azra: [inserts screenshots]

azra: but yea we're the bitches right LMFAO

azra: just because azra: honestly is it just me or is sarah off her fuckin rocker

#azra / interactions #txt; feyza kaplan #im mobile but im also bored 🤗

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Azra: lol Azra: have fun hanging out with the town drug addict. maybe you'll still be friends after they use you for sex <3 Azra: hope it was worth being an asshole to people who actually give a shit about you Azra: [Azra Nadir blocked this number]

Sarah: [read] a few minutes later Sarah: okay.

#azra / interactions #txt; sarah oh

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Azra: why say sorry if you don't even know what you did. that's stupid Azra: honestly, you've just become a bitch lately. and it's fucking weird that you'd rather be there for your new white boy of the month than anyone else. fey is getting accused of murder after everything she's been through, but when people are mean to your poor viktor, you give a shit? Azra: you're a bad friend, sarah. maybe if you looked around to be there for the people who have actually been in your life, you'd see that everyone has lost people they love. you're not fucking special, so stop acting like the world revolves around you.

Sarah 📲 Azra

Sarah: i don’t know if i did something to get on your bad side or if you’re just siding with fey? Sarah: but um Sarah: …either way, i’m sorry.

#azra / interactions #txt; sarah oh

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azra: i just have to stop by your place for something azra: i'll see you then

ren: i'm free after work ren: do you want to do something?

#azra / interactions #txt; ren maniwan

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azra 📲 ren ❤️

azra: what time are you free tomorrow?

#azra / interactions #txt; ren maniwan #oops

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azra: just because azra: honestly is it just me or is sarah off her fuckin rocker

fey: monday probs fey: wait but WHY

#azra / interactions #txt; feyza kaplan

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"If I pay you enough, of course you can," she adds. "You wouldn't ever want to work for a magazine or something? You know, like Vogue or whatever the other ones are?" It would be lame if he wasted his talent taking pictures of every 6 and 7 around town. "Hm. That sounds like a problem average people have to go through." Azra had an inflated ego, naturally, so she'd never seen a bad picture of herself, at least one that hadn't been erased from the world. "I guess you have a point though. For regular people, you must be like the lord and savior making them look good."

"I can't keep the job of a photographer if you're the only one I'm taking shots of." He points out, Noah will be the first one to agree how beautiful Azra is, however he sees beauty in many places and people and he thinks they're all worth capturing. "Now, give me some credit here. Someone can look good, but look completely out of place in pictures." He's worked with people who weren't giving the camera anything until there's someone to give them pointers. "And a phone can make some pretty good quality photos, but you can't beat an expensive camera and someone who knows how to edit the shots after."

#azra / interactions #c; noah castillo

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az: anyway az: do u think a monday or a tuesday would be better for breaking things off with someone

fey: REN fey: it's just you he's smoochin

#azra / interactions #txt; feyza kaplan

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az: ????? az: who are u talking about

fey 📲 bestie 👯‍♀️

fey: SOOOOOOOOOOOO apparently he's not sleeping with anybody else

#azra / interactions #txt; feyza kaplan