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[idaras]

& teddy 

“ okay you know what , i think we’ve had more than enough studying for tonight — don’t you agree ? “ grace had finally reached the point in she and teddy’s impromptu study date / hang out session where she knew if she stared at her laptop any longer it might actually make her sick . not a second more passed between grace’s sentence leaving her mouth and her hand reaching out to shut her computer , a dramatic huff spilling from her lips as she stacked up all of her books and notebooks into an organized pile . “ okay here’s what i’m thinking ... you , me , a really cozy blanket , some freshly baked cookies and whatever movie you want  — does that sound good to you ? “ she phrases her sentence like a suggestion , though really she’s just trying to pull teddy away from his studies so they can both indulge in a bit of relaxation . “ c’mon , just take a little break , please ? “  she tries to seal the deal by looking up and over at him with her best puppy dog expression , hoping that would do the trick just as it always did . ( @seascorchd ) 

[idaras]

& sosa .

for: @idaras​ where: the bread basket

THINGS ARE WINDING DOWN FOR HIS MORNING SHIFT at the bakery, which means he actually has some time to focus on prepping fresh goods. it’s a meditative process that sosa always enjoyed, especially in the quiet the shop had to offer. the chime of the front door breaks that silence, though he’s hardly annoyed, peering out from the back to see who’s there. “ ah, hey grace !! ” he calls out, a polite and dimpled smile on his face at the sight of someone familiar. “ just finishing up something back here. i’ll be with you in a sec. looking for anything in particular ?? ”

grace’s routines were at this point just as punctual as a clock , the overhead bell above the door ringing as she stepped into the bread basket at 11 a.m sharp  — just like always. “ how’s my favorite baker this morning ? “ she doesn’t even need to bother looking behind the counter to know that sosa was there to take care of all her bakery needs. “ take your time , you know i have to spend my usual 5 minutes decided between a blueberry muffin or a chocolate croissant ... but today i think i might just have both “ a smile tugs at the corners of her mouth , the rest of her body bending down to peer into the glass that encased all the sweet treats . “ hey wait — what’s that back there ? “ one of her fingers barely hovers over the glass as she points inside to what looks like a cookie of some sort, “  i don’t think i’ve ever seen that before , are you guys changing up the menu on me ? “ 

[idaras]

LAYLA KEATING ALL AMERICAN | 5.02 “Don’t Sweat the Technique”

[idaras]

& bennett 

          “ don’t worry — i don’t make my judgements on friendship based on your skating skills — unless you’re murphy, ”     bennett reassures with a laugh.      “ — but sounds like you’re saying i should already be running to get one of the penguin walkers ?? ”     he adds, more rhetorical than anything, amusement evident in his voice. it’s less that he has faith in his own teaching skills — but he likes to think he’s all right at making things fun, even if grace ends up less skating and more being pushed or pulled around the rink. it’s admittedly been a while since he was with a real beginner — even most of the six year olds at the camp he helps out with in the summer have more talent than he did at six. he takes graces offered hands though, without any other comment at her expense.     “ keep your ankles centered over your feet and heels, ”     he says, as he helps her to stand.     “ it’s all about balance over the blades, you want to plant yourself down over them. ”    

          once grace is standing, bennett gives her a few moments to get her bearings, before he takes a step backward, peering briefly over his shoulder to get a sense of how far they are from the entrance ( not far ).     “ there you go — ”     he encourages until they’re at the threshold of the ice. bennett steps back blindly, letting go of grace’s hands briefly, gliding back and then forward to a stop, finding his rear edges instinctively in the semblance of a crescent. he bends his knees a little for good measure, arms also bent and offered out, palms and forearms up, making himself a support for grace as she’s on the cusp of being on the ice.     “ — don’t look down, just look at me and step forward. ”

even with his reassurance , grace still wouldn’t be surprised if when they got on the ice bennett couldn’t help the laughter from escaping him , not that he’d try to do that anyways . she wishes she could reach up and playfully shove him in the arm when he brings up the penguin walkers again , but she’s too focused on keeping a good grip on his hands to avoid falling over as she seemed prone to do . “ balance over the blades … i should be able to do that “ she takes in a deep breath , doing her best to ground her feet before taking one ( slow ) step after the other following bennett’s lead , holding onto him so tight that he couldn’t let go of her even if he wanted to . “ okay , i think this is far enough for now “ nerves taint her laughter , a hand reaching out to immediately grab onto the side wall when she loses his support  . “ how did you do that so fast ? “ she asks , the answer to which is more than obvious . 

she waits for him to settle himself on the ice , only making any slight movement when he has his arms reached out to her again. “ how else am i supposed to know where to put my feet ?? “ the dramatics are starting to come out , but she knows the only way to  get on the ice in one piece is to listen to what he’s saying . eyes stay locked on him , hands still holding onto the wall as she takes a step onto the ice . she wants to say something snarky about how it was a piece of cake , but she’s so worried about keeping herself upright she can’t even think of anything to say . she reaches out for his hands first , securing herself in his grasp before she practically drags her other foot into the rink  . “ bennett , look  — i did it ! “ her smile is beaming , she doesn’t even freak out when the momentum causes her to glide forward a little bit once she gets both feet on the ice . “ if you just pull me around like this does it count as learning how to skate ? “ her playful nature returns , though she’s essentially frozen on the ice , nervous of the potential catastrophe that would come with moving her feet any more than she already has . “ okay so far i’m alive ,  now what ? “ 

[idaras]

text ✉ grace idara

zelda: i saw your party was a success. until the power was tripped, at least.

zelda: what a bummer. i was kind of hoping you'd finally get caught by daddy dearest for being as fake as you call me.

grace: there was nothing for him to catch

grace: unlike you i don't feel the need to lie to the people i love

grace: sad you weren't there though :(

grace: too busy lying and manipulating to stop by ?

[idaras]

what is ur love language

my love language?? all of them. i’m multilingual. just have an enormous heart i guess

[idaras]

& nathan 

he  lets  grace  guide  him  through  her  home  ,  hands  clinging  tightly  onto  hers  as  his  feet  move  across  the  floor  .  nathan  didn’t  want  her  to  let  go  .  his  world  felt  like  it  was  shaking  on  its  axis  ,  turning  itself  upside  down  ,  and  she  felt  stable  .  “  i’m  okay  ,  ”  he  finds  himself  repeating  ,  his  head  just  barely  nodding  along  .  saying  it  didn’t  make  him  believe  it  ,  but  the  way  she  said  it  made  him  want  to  .  he  lets  her  lead  him  to  a  couch  and  the  moment  his  back  makes  contact  with  the  cushions  he  sinks  into  their  comfort  .  eyes  shift  left  and  right  —  for  a  moment  he  can’t  even  get  a  single  word  out  .  even  when  his  lips  part  ,  his  throat  constricts  and  a  sound  can’t  slip  through  .  it  takes  seconds  too  long  for  him  to  finally  mutter  out  ,  “  both  .  a  beer  turned  into  two  ,  turned  into  —  into  coke  and  i  couldn’t  stop  myself  .  i  couldn’t  .  i’m  sorry  .  ”  when  she  lets  go  of  his  hands  his  instinctively  reach  out  to  grab  hers  again  .  he  wants  to  tell  her  ‘  don’t  go  ’  because  her  walking  away  isn’t  what  he  needs  .  being  alone  isn’t  what  he  needs  .  and  grace  rushes  off  all  he  can  bring  himself  to  do  his  clench  his  eyes  shut  as  tightly  as  his  fists  .  they  keep  shut  as  her  footsteps  begin  to  echo  in  his  ears  .  despite  knowing  she’s  there  ,  nathan  still  jumps  when  he  feels  a  touch  against  his  knee  .  his  eyes  fly  open  ,  widened  in  shock  —  in  panic  .  if  the  circumstances  were  different  he  would’ve  teased  her  for  the  way   her  hand  was  shaking  but  in  a  world  seemingly  turned  upside  down  ,  he  couldn’t  tell  if  it  was  her  hand  shaking  the  glass  or  his  eyes  .  all  he  can  think  about  is  how  badly  he  needs  to  be  touching  her  ,  in  some  way  ,  any  way  .  so  he  does  .  while  the  glass  presses  against  his  lips  ,  his  own  hand  places  itself  atop  of  hers  .  it  tilts  the  glass  back  just  far  enough  that  water  spills  over  the  brim  and  into  his  mouth  ;  just  a  sip  is  all  he  takes  before  he’s  pushing  the  glass  back  .

at  first  he  only  nods  .  but  a  nod  doesn’t  answer  much  ,  he  can  see  that  .  “  i  can  try  a  bath  ,  that  sounds  nice  .  ”  the  panic  flooding  his  body  was  already  starting  to  slowly  dissipate  .  grace  had  to  be  an  angel  .  “  let  me  get  up  .  ”  bringing  his  sleeve  -  covered  wrist  to  his  mouth  ,  he  wipes  what  little  water  had  dribbled  down  his  chin  and  he  forces  himself  up  away  from  the  couch  cushions  .  at  first  the  movement  makes  his  head  spin  ,  his  body  falls  forward  just  barely  and  that’s  all  it  takes  for  him  to  grab  her  forearm  .  with  her  squatting  down  lower  than  his  level  ,  it’s  easy  for  nathan  to  let  his  head  fall  onto  her  shoulder  .  “  thank  you  ,  ”  he  mutters  ,  speaking  no  further  than  that  .

his body communicates everything words can’t , and grace is trying her best to understand — all she wants to do is help him  . his hand on top of her brings relief in knowing that he sees her , that he knows she’s there and hopefully that she’s not going anywhere , not when he needs her . eyes watch carefully as he drinks from the glass , free hand already in place just below in case he’s too weak to hold the glass up on his own . “ pretty good , huh ? “ she tries to bring light to the situation , hoping making getting a laugh out of him would make them both feel better — but that doesn’t seem to help the case . the nod of his head only leads her assume the he’s at least open to the idea of taking a bath , for a moment she tries to wrack her brain and think of another idea but thankfully he verbalizes his wants before she comes up with anything worth while  .  “ woah , woah — not so fast   “ she tries to get up before him , but he stands up so fast that she can only manage to offer him her arm to help with his balance , “ slow down nathan , the bath isn’t going anywhere and neither am i , okay ? “ she assures him , pressing a kiss to his shoulder as his head rests onto hers . 

it’s no secret grace isn’t the strongest of the bunch , so it’s hard for her not to audibly groan when she tries lift both herself and nathan up to a standing position . “ how the hell am i gonna do this “ she mutters to herself , moments before deciding to it’d probably be easiest to get him upstairs the same way she got him inside . both hands extend out to him ,  waiting until he gets a secure grip on her to start leading them both towards and up the steps . no matter how long it took , she was patient with him . after conquering the staircase it only took them a few more short steps to find grace’s bathroom , “ i need to get you in the tub before we do anything else , yea ? “ she glances behind her , backwards-stepping into the bath first so all he has to do is follow her . “ once you get in here we can get your clothes off and turn on some nice , warm water , i can even sit right here on the floor next to you if that’s what you want — can you do that for me ? “ 

[idaras]

& emory 

for: @idaras​ where: some local pet store

“𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄?” she asked pointing towards the cage that held one of the ugliest little bald guinea pigs. except, to her the little creature was absolutely magnificent. squatting down face level with the cage she pushed her head on the cage, “this little guy is practically calling for me to be his new mom, don’t ya think?” emory had wanted a house pet for as long as she could remember, but let’s face it, she couldn’t handle a dog or cat. plus, there’s not pet fee for a rodent.

she didn’t mean to laugh out loud when emory pointed out the guinea pig that seemed to be calling to her , biting her tongue at any negative comments she may have help about the less-than-furry creatures appearance . “ i mean — if i turn my head to the side a little bit i can definitely see the appeal “ grace teases , giggling as she watches the bald little guy scurry across his pen . “ if this one’s calling to you then who would you be to deny the hand of fate ? “ she nods , if working at the vet clinic taught her anything it was that if an animal chooses you , there’s no question about it . “ do guinea pigs even need like .. toys or anything ? i need to bribe him with something so he’ll remember that aunt grace is his favorite “ she smiles , waving down into the enclosure full of squeaky little rodents . “ what are you gonna name him ? “ 

[idaras]

& noah 

“gluten free is my enemy, thank fuck i’m not a celiac,” he chuckles to himself and puts the treat down in a napkin. “do you want it?” noah pictures grace at the store, pouting at the lonesome cookie. it amuses him. the man nods his head and hands her the cookie she wants, a napkin under it. he picks up a peanut butter cookie and bites it. “this is good. this is fucking good.” his mouth is full is and his smile is wide. he does love sweet treats. the small laugh that leaves his lips and the way he shakes his head is enough to give him away. “i don’t know what you’re talking about,” he says as he goes out of the kitchen and into the living room. he sits on his purple sofa and pats the empty spot next to him so she can sit down. “did you have fun? hey, was the blackout just at your house or was it the whole block?” he never fully investigated that. partly because he was shitfaced, partly because he was with sera.

she’s relieved to see that the sweets she brought over seem to be curing noah’s craving , a slight grunt of satisfaction leaving her own mouth when she takes a bite of her cookie . “ i’m pretty sure you know exactly what i’m talking about , but i won’t pry “ she assured him , that part she’d save for when she saw seraphina . a huff escapes her when he asks if she enjoyed her own party , not that she didn’t , but the thought of it still exhausts her . “ yea i had fun , it’s kind hard not to have fun at your own party , y’know ? “ she takes another bite of her cookie before continuing , “ the blackout really stressed me out though , it was the whole town but of course aurora got the worst of it since all the houses are so big “ she sighs , thank god that’s over . “ i feel like you used to host a lost of parties when i first met you , what happened to that ? “ 

[idaras]

& giovanni 

she didn’t notice him at first , too focused on thanking the barista for not charging her for the refill even though she left what she would have had to pay in the tip jar at the register . as she turned around , she thought she saw him out of the corner of her eye, but it couldn’t have been him — it shouldn’t have been him . she told herself not to look twice , that even if it was him she didn’t want to see him ; but of course , her curiosity got the best of her . eyes remained shut as she pivoted her steps , chest rising and falling with a deep breath before opening her eyes and — thank god it wasn’t him , that time . she was flooded with a wave of relief ,  too excited to turn around and go back to her seat that she didn’t realize she was in someone’s way , bodies colliding together and sending grace’s drink spilling all over her chest . “ oh my god — i’m so sorry “ she still hadn’t looked up to see who it was she had just apologizing to ; and by the time she did , she wished she hadn’t .“ gio ?! “ . she yelled his name out faster than she could even process that it was him , feelings similar to nausea immediately rising to her throat and making it hard for her to swallow . what was he doing here ? how long had been here ? why didn’t he think to call her ? you’d think she’d seen a ghost , so startled by his presence she barely noticed the mug she was holding slip out of her hand and shatter across the floor beneath them . “ what are you doing here ?  “ she’s breathless , barely able to even fathom the fact that he’s standing in front of her , let alone that she’s talking to him . “  i thought we — “ she pauses , there was no ‘we’ anymore , “ i thought you were staying in stanford ? “ ( @giovittorio​ ) 

[idaras]

& seraphina 

“ wait —so what happened ? “ grace’s mouth was half dangling open in shock , eyes trained down on the two glasses of wine she was pouring for the both of them and trying her best not to spill . grace had created the perfect environment for a girl’s night in — the aroma of freshly cooked pasta filled her apartment as she crossed over from the kitchen to the dining room , setting sera’s glass down beside her before taking a seat across the table. “ i thought things were going well with you two at the party ? at least that’s how it seemed from the outside looking in ... “ if it were anyone else ( well ... with the exception of a few other people )  she wouldn’t be prying so much , but with sera the two of them were practically an open book ; key word , practically . “ okay — start from the beginning … or whatever part’s the most important “ ( @seraphinarh​ ) 

[idaras]

-William Wordsworth

[idaras]

ALL AMERICAN Season 1, Episode 10: m.A.A.d. city

[idaras]

SEND ❓+ A QUESTION AND MY MUSE HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO ANSWER TRUTHFULLY

feel free to elaborate as much as possible !

[idaras]

& noah .

“does this have whole-wheat flour?” noah asks as he chews the baked good the other brought him from the store. he wanted something sweet for his tooth, but maybe the other thought they would mess with him because they know he doesn’t like healthy treats. or maybe they don’t know. the man hates that he can be so picky sometimes, but this pastry tastes like cardboard. 

@sunsetstarters​

grace was more than happy to swing by noah’s with a couple of sweet treats to satisfy both of their seemingly intense cravings . “ ummm , i don’t know … “ a puzzled look shifted her features , trying to figure out why it may taste strange . “ oh i know — i think its gluten free , i felt bad because there was only one left and it looked so sad in there so i just bought it , but there’s some more normal flavors in the other box “ she said , pointing towards the separate box of cookies sat opposite of the two . “ can you grab me one of the chocolate chip ones on one of those napkins , please ? i don’t wanna get any crumbs on your floor “ she asked him ,  looking over at him sporting her infamous puppy dog eyes  . “ did you have fun at the party though ? i know you and sera definitely had a good time at least “ she teased , slouching down into the couch. 

[idaras]

& nasrin .

location : record factory  availability : open ( @sunsetstarters​ ) 

nasrin’s vinyl collection was something that was always growing and she went to the record factory regularly to update it. she was browsing through the vinyls when she finally found something that she wanted. she grabbed it and made a b-line for the register but not before making a fool out of herself by tripping over her own two feet and dropping the vinyl. “shit.” the uncharacteristic swear word slipped out of her mouth and bent down to pick it up and apologized to the person who’s way she was blocking. “guess i can’t even trust my own feet some days.” 

grace had finally reached the best part of her daily run : the walk home. she was just about to stop into threes to get herself a celebratory matcha latte when she saw nasrin through the window of the record factory next door . she knew she couldn’t resist at least going in to say hello , but she had to stop and get herself something to drink first , and figured nasrin would probably like something too . she’d just walked out with both of the drinks , her own matcha latte in one hand and nasrin’s drink of choice in the other only to open the door right as nasrin hit the floor . “ oh my god , are you okay ?! “ she immediately set the drinks down on the check - out counter , rushing to lend a hand and help nasrin to her feet . “ i mean i know i was trying to surprise you , but i didn’t think you’d react like this “ she laughed , trying to make light of the situation in hopes it’d make nasrin feel less embarrassed . “  i saw you through the window and wanted to come say hey , i even brought your favorite from threes“  she smiled , her head nodding towards the drinks waiting for them . “ what were you on your way to buy ? “ 

[idaras]

& sera . 

“you better sweat it out. i already told you i want you to have fun tonight.” she teased while plugging in the iron. seraphina was only planning on lightly straightening her roots towards the top of her head and cleaning up her part. other than that? grace was going to be fine. plus, everyone would be too drunk to notice or care. “yea, i’ve been doing hair since elementary… i was one of the girls that go yelled at for it.” she said and laughed at the memories. sera also used to do her siblings and friend’s hair throughout her childhood. she shaking her head, looking through a few of grace’s drawers for some more hair products. after checking three drawers with no luck she finally asked, “where do you keep your hair things?” once directed to the right place, sera collected a rat tail comb, heat protectant, and hair clips. she then placed them on surface near them before starting on her hair. the conversation resembling common hair salon chatter. soft eyes found grace’s through the mirror. a small pout forming on her face. “lame? ‘cause you’re not dating someone?” sera was aware how ironic it must sound coming from her. a girl who’s never completely single. a girl always talking to entertaining someone’s child. “c’mon, babe. you don’t need a man to make you cool. but i also know that most people aren’t like me, so you’re probably feeling lonely?“ sometimes people didn’t need a peptalk. they just wanted to vent, and given that they were drinking, she assumed that grace just wanted to talk. they were alone after all.

she should’ve known that sera was one of those girl that practically made a salon out of a school bathroom , “ not all heroes where capes , girls like you saved me from one too many crooked braids from my dad “ her head shook as she looked back on the memory , at least he could say he tried . grace promptly motioned towards the top drawer under her sink when asked where her hair equipment was , unable to help the giggle that slipped past her lips when sera so naturally took out everything she would need . “ well that was quick “ she commented , closing the cap to her eyeliner once she was finally done . “ of course i don’t need a guy to make me look cool but like — “ she stopped nodding her head just as sera pointed out she may be feeling a bit lonely , “ maybe that’s it — but i also feel like i shouldn’t be because i spend practically all of my time around you or murphy and bennett “ she sighed , why did these things always feel so complicated . “ i don’t know , maybe i just  need some attention — if i re-downloaded tinder would you help me make my profile again ? i feel like that’s half the fun and you always know how to balance the cute photos and the…more scandalous photos “