#AND BECCA USING ONLY ANGEL LYRICS????????

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@it-is-what-it-is-i-guess @driesen-demaury THE WAY IM CRYING RIGHT NOW 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

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             𝓻𝓪𝓺'𝓼 ( 𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖 )  𝓹𝓵𝓸𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 001

hey y’all  it’s  me,  lowering the bar  for  us  all.  here’s  the  plot  list  i’ve  been  promising  but  have  yet  to  do.  hopefully  this  one  turns  out  way  more  organized  and  aesthetically  pleasing  than  the  trash bin  that  was  my  other  one.  you’re  more  than  welcome  to  snatch  up  something  that’s  open (  just  shoot  me  a  dm ) ooooooor , lmk  if  i  missed  any  plots  because  spoilers  i  definitely  will so  no  i  didn’t  drop  plots,  i’m  just  a  forgetful  idiot!! you’ll  also  find  all  the  resources  to  everything  you’ll  ever  need  to  know  about  my  muses below  as  well. see something  you  don’t  vibe  with  anymore?  tell  me  lets  change  things  up.  alright,  yee?  yee. 

last  updated :  4/1/2020

𝔻𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘  /  23 

  normani. cis-female. she/her.  ／  dove darling just pulled up blasting pressing me by rico nasty — that song is so them ! you know, for a twenty three year old actress/musician, i’ve heard they’re really stubborn, but that they make up for it by being so vivacious . if i had to choose three things to describe them, i’d probably say early 2000s r&b playlists, princess cut diamonds, and shiny lipgloss over perfectly lined lips . here’s to hoping they don’t cause too much trouble !

intro here. 

pinterest tba. 

vc:  doja  cat  &  normani 

she’s  a  hollywood  starlite  but  also  kinda  a  meme.  daughter  of  an  actor  and  a  socialite  --  dove  comes  from  bunches  of  money.  she’s  a  bit  spoiled,  but  that  doesn’t  really  make  her  any  less  friendly.  tends  to  expect  people  to  like  her  cause  she’s  so  good  at  pretending.  still,  she  balances  that  with  being  genuine.  often  described  as  surprisingly  quirky in  the  media  dove  is   honestly  too  fucking  silly  for  her  own  good.   probably  anime  trash  on  the  low.  your pr  team’s  wet  dream  thanks  to  her  squeaky  clean  public  reputation .   just  because  she’s  never  been  caught  doing  something  bad --  definitely  does  not  mean  she’s   an  angel  by  any  means.  

current connections: 

best / close  friends:  nathalia,  kaia ,  maeve,  adore, valentina, parker, heather, jack, allie, ashley , korday

current  pr boyfriend :  brodie 

ex childhood best friend: milena

enemies; becca ,  zar,  &  cassie?  i  guess. 

ex on good terms:  rhett  

exes on bad terms: ricki 

 fwb:  damian 

flirtationship:  logan 

party friends: xavi 

ex fiance: harris

wanted connections:

 party friends aka people dove really only hangs with in passing,  usually  after  a  few  drinks . 

ex on bad terms  there  probably  aren’t  many  of  these !  but,  give  her  one  that  just  really doesn’t  like  her  bc  they  dated  after  her  engagement  was  called  off and she  was  more  emotionally  unavailable  than  ever. 

ex pr relationships:  self  explaintory  but,  i’d  like  to  see maybe  one where they  fell for  her  and  she’s  like “lmao this is fake... relax.” 

enemies ! the more the better to balence out how many friends she has skajafs

anything else! 

ℕ𝕠𝕖𝕝 𝕃𝕒𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 / 22

―   chance perdomo. he/him. cismale.  ／  noel laurent  just pulled up blasting a boy is a gun by tyler, the creator  — that song is so them ! you know, for a(n) twenty-two year old rapper, i’ve heard they’re really reckless, but that they make up for it by being so altruistic. if i had to choose three things to describe them, i’d probably say rolled up sleeves on an oversized sweater, missed 2am calls, messy notebooks filled with lyrics. here’s to hoping they don’t cause too much trouble !

intro here 

pinterest tba 

vc: kevin abstract

aka   gay   panic .  my mother  trucking  baby.  period.  too  kind  to  ever  really  stand  up  for  himself.  my  one  muse  that  is  definitely  a  pacifist  and  avoids  confrontation  at  all  costs  -- unless you’re  coming  for  someone  he  loves. ( but tbh even  then  he  doesn’t  really  want  smoke sgkads)   literally  just  a  sweet  boy. super  soft  inside  and  out,  loyal  to  a  fault,  and  overall  well meaning.   nurturer /  dad  friend .  will  often  ignore  his  own  problems  simply  for  what  he  thinks  is  the  greater  good  of  his  friends.  selfless  to  a  fault.   tendency  to  fall  into  bad  situations  thanks  to  his  reckless  nature  and  inability  to  say  no.

current  connections: 

best  /  close  friends:  xavi ,  future  iridescence  boys,  valentina,  milena,  brodie,  maeve, nathalia, 

ex on bad terms: ricki 

neighbor /  light  meaningless  admiration : harris 

past  fwb:   zar,  heather 

he’s  scared  of  them:  parker lmao

past  hookups: valentina 

friendzoned  friends :  kaia

flirtationship: adore 

people he produces for: lavender, korday

 wanted  connections: 

his sister..  listed  on  the  main  but  lmk  if  you  ever  want  more  info  on  that! 

more  of  the  irridesence  boys  ( deadass  the  next  person  who  brings  one  of  them  will  get  free  dash  icons  from  me.  any  style.  i’m  begging.  bribery?  it  works !  )

unlikely  friends ! 

exes  on  bad  terms  and  good   terms. 

people  he  produces  for . 

anything  else  your  sweet  lil  head  desires !  

𝕊𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕊𝕥.𝕁𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤 / 23

luke hemmings. cismale. he/him. ／  scotty  st.james  just pulled up blasting despicable by grandson — that song is so them ! you know, for a(n) twenty-three year old musician, i’ve heard they’re really  detached ,but that they make up for it by being so venturesome . if i had to choose three things to describe them, i’d probably say old guitars, the smell of cigarettes and bourbon, and hundred dollar bills thrown in the air . here’s to hoping they don’t cause too much trouble ! ( it’s me! the raq )

intro

pinterest here 

vc: 5sos /  luke hemmings

a  hot.... mess  tbh.  scott’s   been  through  so  much  so  he’s  really  guarded ,  over  protective ,  and  self  loathing  as  hell.  tendency  to  keep  everyone  at  an  arms  length  unless   you’re  someone  very  special  to  him  and  does  not  deal  well  with  whatever  he  deems  betrayal.  though,  that  doesn’t  stop  him  from  being  an  absolute  buffoon  when  it  comes  to  seriously  committing. as  a  side  effect  though,  if  you’re  on  the  list  of  people  he  really  fucks  with  he  will  fight  for  you.  also,  will  fight  cause  he’s  short  tempered  and  shit  at  expressing  himself.   really  fears  abandonment   seriously.  lowkey  scared  of  the  dark  eye -- :( he’s  such  a  sweet  boy  on  the  inside  but  outwardly  a  prick  like  99.9% of  the  time. 

current  connections: 

best  /  good  friends:  brodie ,  harris ,   maeve ,   gus  and  parker 

enemies:  xavi,  remy ( eh? debatable )   

acquaintances ( aka  friends  but  he’s  too  much  of  a  dick  to  claim  them ):  cassie, ashley,  heather??, kaia??

ex on  really  bad  terms:  genevieve /  nathalia  / korday 

adoptive sibling: stas

childhood  girlfriend  /  something  really  complicated :  maeve 

friends: ricki 

wanted  connections: 

unrequited crush on him because im sure he milked that bc he wants affection w/o the commitment

party “friends”  friends  is  so  loose because  he...  never  calls  more than like 4  ppl  his  friend  but  he  treats  them  like  friends akass

a very  bad ex  pr  relationship  that  he  publicly  cheated  on  so  they  could  end  things  because  he  literally  can’t  fucking  stan  pr  shit akjdfas

neighbors ! 

an enemies with  benefits Perhaps? dont see that going further than they bicker but also smash ig sakfdjafd

anything else ! 

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Voir Dire (N.H.): A fake dating OU about contracts, soulmates, and risking it all for love

eight

"There you are!" Mike, Niall's agent huffed as Niall stepped out of his black Range Rover and onto the set. Mike's face showed a hint of irritation, his dark brows furrowed making wrinkles across his middle-aged forehead. 

"Sorry, totally slipped my mind," Niall apologized heavily, following Mike towards the large warehouse that would be the set for his latest music video. It wasn't like Niall to forget things like this, especially things that dealt with his music. Part of that, however, was likely because this wasn't HIS music. He'd penned the lyrics, he'd lived the story, but the creative process behind the music video, the story this shoot would tell- well that was all up to his label. He supposed his lack of remorse for arriving late also had something to do with the fact that he had to leave a beautiful girl in his bed this morning, right when he was on the cusp of coming clean on this whole situation. 

Niall tried to tell himself that Kelsey would likely take the whole situation well, because there was plenty of evidence that proved that his relationship with Krystal was nothing more than one in front of the cameras. But if Niall wasn't concerned about how Kelsey would react, why had he been holding onto the secret for so long?

"Good morning," Krystal said cheerfully as Niall rounded the corner, interrupting his internal monologue. She was seated in a black fabric director chair with her hair freshly curled and a makeup artist quickly dabbling to apply a thin coat of lipstick.

"Mornin'" Niall responded politely, before sliding into his seat next to her for his hair dresser to begin doing her magic.

"Rough start to the morning?" Krystal smiled. Niall wonders just how late he was to this shoot.

"Just slipped my mind if I'm being honest, sorry to keep ya waiting."

"The star can never be late to their own shoot can they?" Krystal laughed.

"Right," Niall nodded, before grabbing his cellphone and snapping a quick snapchat to send to Kelsey. He hoped she wouldn't be too upset with him for rushing out this morning.

When Niall's hair is properly styled and his first outfit for the music video is put together, Krystal and him begin shooting. The day was long and tedious, and Niall couldn't help but feel a little disconnected from the creative process as a whole. He had never been one to showcase a leading lady in his videos, and here he was, shooting one with Krystal. He found the whole thing to be slightly uncomfortable, especially considering he was starting to develop feelings for another woman. 

Krystal, however, seemed totally in her element. Any signs of insecurity that may have been present during their first dinner date seemed to have vanished into thin air. Krystal wasn't afraid to stare Niall down like he was the only one in the room, and with every touch the two shared Krystal seemed to be exude affection. Niall began to grow tired of the number of times the director would shout "Excellent job Krystal, Niall show me how much you are attracted to this girl, I know you are." On the breaks in between shots, Niall snapped a few pictures of the set to Kelsey, making sure, however, to exclude any photos of Krystal in the background. 

"I love the song, by the way," Krystal said on one of the breaks, taking a seat beside Niall and taking a long exaggerated sip out of a can of La Croix water. 

"Thank you," Niall responded.

"What inspired it?" She continued, looking Niall straight in the eyes. 

"It's kind of just about that moment that you first meet someone," Niall began, his mind traveling back to the place where he first penned down the beginnings of the lyrics. "You know when you just meet someone and you know. You know that this is someone that you want to know better. You know that this person has the potential to be someone in your life."

His mind flashes back to the night in the Manhattan weeks ago, when he'd bumped into Kelsey with his beer. Her brown hair tied back, with pieces coming loose on the edges, her face flustered and hurried, but her eyes familiar, as if Niall had stared into them many times before. He hadn't known Kelsey when he'd written the song. In fact the song had been written more about the idea of that moment than an actual person, but somehow his recent experience matched it perfectly.

"I like that," Krystal replied, her eyes lingering a little too long on Niall's face. Niall moved his gaze quickly. 

*******

On day three of the shoot, Niall felt exhausted. He'd barely had a moment to himself over the past seventy-two hours, and though he knew that it was just a part of the job, he couldn't wait for it to all be over. When the director calls, "That's a wrap!", Niall assumed he was done for the day. He took a seat and grabbed his phone finding a sweet message from Kelsey asking how the final day of shooting had went. 

"Who has got you so smitten?"

"What?" Niall brings his head up sharply, looking at Krystal who has a smirk across her lips.

"Your phone. You're smiling at your phone." Krystal gestured. 

"Oh, just reading a text message."

"What's her name?" Krystal inquired. 

Niall glanced in the area around them, careful to be sure no members of management were within earshot. "Kelsey."

"Well, tell Kelsey your girlfriend says hello," Krystal laughed, her tone a mix of joking and seriousness.

Before Niall has the chance to come up with a witty reply, his agent rushed over, the look on his face suggesting that Niall's acting for the day was not yet over.

"Niall, Krystal," Mike looked from Niall to his co-star sitting just a few feet away. "It appears we have a few extra visitors on the grounds today."

Niall felt a strong urge to let out a dramatic groan. He knew what kind of 'visitors' waited outside the warehouse doors, and they weren't welcomed ones.

"Photographers?" Krystal asked, trying to catch on to what Mike was letting on. Niall figured she had yet to truly experience the annoyance that was the Los Angeles area paparazzi, who seemed to lurk in the most inconvenient of places.

Niall gave a quick nod. 

"We were really hoping to avoid any leakage of our filming here today to the press, but it appears they've somehow found out. PR is trying their best right now to negotiate with the photographers about holding off the release images, in order to avoid any mess ups to our timeline but for now..." 

"You need us to put on a show," Niall sighed. 

"Exactly." Mike replied. "We'll send you out the main doors were they are standing. Just look like you are leaving set for the day, no answering questions, no posing for pictures, just get around the corner to your cars and you'll be done for the day."

"I think we can handle that," Krystal smiled looking over at Niall, who was still uncompelled to remove the frown from his face. Niall was beginning to think that she found this whole thing to be quite fun. He supposed that was a good thing considering it was her job.

"If you'll grab your things and follow me," Mike commanded. Niall grudgingly complied, grabbing his key and phone and stuffing them in his pocket. Krystal grabbed her purse from its place beside her chair and followed closely behind, her high heels clicking against the concrete floor. 

As they reach the main entrance, Mike stopped, looking towards the pair. "Ready?"

Krystal grabbed Niall's hand in her own, then wrapped her other arm around his, her head settling near his shoulder. He nodded and Mike opened up the door, releasing a variety of shouts and camera flashes in their direction. 

"Niall!"

"Krystal!" Paps shouted right and left, but Niall kept his head down and pulled Krystal alongside him, making their way towards cover and their vehicles on the side of the building. The 100 yards or so jaunt seemed like an eternity, but as soon as Niall and Krystal turned the corner and the paps were no longer in sight, Niall dropped his hand from Krystal's grip. 

"Well that was fun," Niall sighs.

"It really was. The whole shoot," Krystal responds, not catching the hint of sarcasm in Niall's voice. "Thank you." Krystal wrapped her arms around Niall in a hug before he has a moment  to react, then places a kiss on his cheek.

"See you later?" She asked, as Niall began to make his way towards his car.

"Yep," Niall replied shortly, ready to get home and put on some golf. He slanged the door to his Rover open with a little too much force, sliding across the black leather seats. "Fucking paps," he muttered to himself, before pressing the button to start it. The only thing on Niall's mind as he drove home was how much time he had before the pictures were released and disaster struck.

*********************

"Umm Kels," Becca called out from the living room. Kelsey had finally sat down to begin looking over the mountain of books that represented her prep for her LSAT. Niall had been on set for the music video the past three days, eliminating at least one distraction from her much needed study session. However, Kelsey had now been staring at a single practice question for twenty minutes, her brain seemingly shut off from absorbing any content.

"Yes?" Kelsey shouted back, not wanting to move from her perch from the kitchen table. Surely whatever Becca had to say could just be shouted from the next room. She thought she'd told Becca that she needed to focus. But clearly, her roommate had a much different idea of the definition of a distraction.

"You need to come in here and see this," Becca persisted. Kelsey groaned, turning her head around the chair to try and peer into the living room in hopes of seeing just what was so important, all she could catch was the faint glow of the corner of the TV.

"It's about Niall," Becca added, as if his name was some sort of treat that Kelsey couldn't ignore.  

"Becca, I'm studying. He's filming his music video this week remember. He's already sent me a hundred pictures from the set."  Becca had a bit of a TMZ obsession. Kelsey had seen pictures from the set that she could imagine would be worth quite a great deal to any number of tabloids. She liked that Niall was keeping her in the loop, showing her an aspect of his life that was so important to him.

Becca is quiet for a moment, and for a second, Kelsey thinks that her roommate may have gotten the hint. That is until Becca's unsteady voice breaks the silence again. "Was his girlfriend in any of those pictures?"

There are moments in life that completely blindside you. When it feels as though something has come out of nowhere and knocked you off a cliff. Kelsey thought she'd had enough of those moments in recent months to make her immune for the rest of her lifetime. Kelsey was wrong.

Kelsey felt her blood run cold. The pen she'd been holding between her thumb and index finger dropping with a clink onto the table. Had she misheard Becca?

She rose from her chair in a hurry, turning the corner to enter the living room and walk towards the TV.

"His what?" she replied in what felt like barely even a whisper, but as soon as she turned the corner into the living room she saw exactly what Becca is talking about. On the screen were some pap shots from the set of Niall's music video, but it's the photos of him leaving the set that throw her mind in a tailspin. There was Niall, the same beautiful brunette boy she'd woken up to only a few days before, but this time, his hand is intertwined with the hand of a tall, blonde girl. At first, Kelsey wanted to believe it was all part of the shoot, that this girl was the actress hired to play his love interest. But then the screen flashes to a photo of Niall and the same girl, posed together on the red carpet at the American Music Awards. The same night that Kelsey had first met Niall.

Kelsey felt her breath hitch, her lungs seemingly incapable of expanding. Her chest began to burn, the acid in her stomach began to tumble and suddenly she felt like she wasn't even in control of her own body anymore.

How could she have been so stupid? How could she have thought that a celebrity like Niall wouldn't be stringing her along like he probably was ten other girls?

"Kels," Becca's voice said timidly, setting a hand gently on Kelsey's shoulder. "Are you okay?" Kelsey feels like the world around her is beginning to spin. The edges of her view collapsing in until all she can see is that girl, her picture perfect smile, and her arm wrapped around Niall like it belonged there. Kelsey tried to steady her breathing, inhaling from deep in her diaphragm and filling her lungs with air. But it's to no avail, the pressure is building inside her, until suddenly it bursts.

"Of course I'm not okay!" Kelsey shrieked. And suddenly all of her pent up frustration was projected on Becca. Her friend looked at her alarmed, as Kelsey's usual calm face had turned an alarming shade of scarlet.

Had the roles been reversed, had Becca been the one seeing the guy she was more or less dating appear on the TV screen with another woman, Kelsey would have been the first to question the validity of the source. Tabloids were infamous for twisting situations into their own sort of scandal. Their reliability comparable to using Wikipedia as a source for a college paper.

But this was Kelsey's heart they were talking about, and Kelsey's heart was made of pieces of glass barely held together, just one small blow away from shattering at any point in time. 

Seeing Niall with another girl, well that was more than a simple tap. That was a full-blown hammer.

This feeling of a shattered heart, it wasn't foreign to Kelsey. She'd felt it when she'd come back to her apartment senior year and found her best friend and boyfriend on top of each other, naked. She'd felt this way when her dad had come to her with a look of shock after finding his wife, her mother, with another man. But there was something about this shattered heart that felt even more painful. Like after this there would be too many pieces to even put back together again. 

"God how I could I be so stupid," Kelsey plopped down on the couch, putting her head on her hands. "How could I have not seen this coming?" She tried to think of the signs. Maybe it had been the fact that Niall had said he wasn't really available after their first night together. Or maybe her red flag should have been the important thing he hadn't had time to tell her the other day. Maybe that important thing was that Niall had a girlfriend, and this thing with Kelsey had just been a game to him. 

"Maybe it's not what it looks like?" Becca consoled, placing her arm on Kelsey's back in support. "I mean, celebrities are spotted together all the time, it doesn't mean they are together."

Becca's words do little to calm the storm that was rushing through Kelsey's body, sobs breaking through and transforming her breaths into shallow heaves of air. "I should never have made an exception. I wasn't ready." 

Kelsey lifted her head slowly, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, leaving a smeary black streak of eyeliner behind. "Okay karma you've gotten your share, whatever I've done to deserve all of this, surely this is payback. Surely this is enough."

"You didn't do anything to deserve this," Becca said softly, embracing her friend. "No one deserves what you've been through."

"Tell that to my life," Kelsey replied, before settling back into Becca's shoulders with some sobs.

*************************** Niall didn't even expect an answer as he knocked against the thin, white apartment door. He'd called Kelsey's cell phone five times without an answer, and he doubted showing up to her apartment would have2 any better results. He wasn't even confident it was the right door, as he'd never even physically been to Kelsey's apartment. So when the door opened and a flustered Becca's face appeared, all the words he  had rehearsed during his ride over vanished from his mouth. He watched as Becca's face turned from flustered to a scowl when she saw who stood at her door. And in that moment Niall knew he was already too late.

"What do you want?" Becca said sharply. Her brown eyes shooting daggers towards Niall's.

"I came to talk to Kelsey," he paused, scratching the top of his head. "And judging by the look on your face, I have some explaining to do."

"Oh I think it's a lot more than explaining," Becca glares at Niall. Niall began to wonder just how upset Kelsey must be if Becca is acting like this. 

"Please Becca it's not what it seems...if I could just have a minute..." Niall pleads. 

"Absolutely not." Becca said firmly as she stepped out into the hallway, closing the door behind her. "Do you know what this did to her? She's practically in shambles, and the two of you have barely even spent time together. After everything that she's been through, and you don't even have the courage to tell her the truth? That girl's heart was barely holding together, and to find out something like a girlfriend..."

"It's not what it looks like," Niall interrupted. He didn't know what more he could say to get Becca to believe him, not without breaking likely several different portions of his contract. It was one thing to do that with Kelsey, someone that he trusted, but Becca? One slip of his secret out of her lips and his whole contract could be at stake. 

"I don't care what it is Niall, what it looks like is enough to crush that girl. And if you think for one second that I'm going to let you go into that apartment and crush her some more, you are wrong. She can't deal with that right now, so please just do the respectful thing and leave." Becca stands her ground, crossing her arms in front of her. 

"I..." Niall began, but Becca's eyes narrow in a way that tells him no words that he can formulate are going to change her position. He sighed, throwing his hands up in the air in defeat. He turned slowly, ready to leave the apartment building. That's when Kelsey's face came to his mind. Her bright eyes and crooked smile, and the way her laugh made Niall feel like he had known her for his whole laugh. Giving up on her by simply walking away, without even trying to get Becca to understand would be like giving up on Kelsey all together. And Niall didn't want to do that, because things with Kelsey, well they were like something he'd never experienced before.

"Krystal's my fake girlfriend," he said suddenly, his words surprising even him. "And I'm going to find a way to prove it to the two of you." 

And with that Niall walked away, wondering if by spilling his secret he'd just ruined his career.

Tags: @awomanindeniall @ihearthemcallingforyou @niall-is-my-dream

[musicalmukebox]

Let’s Get (Back) Together | l.h.  (2A)

Ctto of the gifs used!!

AU: Parent Trap Dad!Luke

Summary: A strong love which led to a strong marriage and twin daughters. Yet in the end, it didn’t turn out so well. You strongly refuse to encounter him ever again. But what happens when both of you coincidentally send your twin daughters to the same summer camp in Florida after 10 years? 

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings: slight swearing and some shade too  

A/N: This part is divided into 3 because it shows yours, Luke and the twins’ side of life after 10 years. Heads up, the twins’ names are Rebecca and Stella. Anyways, this part is focused on Luke 10 years later. Enjoy!

I don’t own Parent Trap and its ideas. It’s only used as inspiration.

1 / 2A / 2B / 2C / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 / 10 / 11 / 12 / 13 / 14 / 15

Feedback/Questions/Others? Here.

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Now, it’s the year 2034.

It’s around 6 pm in Sydney. Luke stood by in the arrival area of the airport, wiping some sweat on his forehead when he was bombarded by some paparazzi on his way inside earlier. As he recovered, he feels a vibrating buzz on one of the pockets of his jeans. Bringing out his phone, it was a text.

“Just arrived, dad! Give me around 5-10 minutes, just waiting for my luggage.” He reads. It was from *Rebecca*.

Jokes on him, it’s actually Stella. Originally, it’s Rebecca with Luke then Stella with you. Nope, they switched. But hey, let’s just stick to *Rebecca*.

This trip to Florida was the first time Rebecca travels abroad by herself, and boy he missed her, even it’s been a month and a half.

His little girl alone and gone? Shit.

He was hesitant at first when she asked you about this camp, adding how Scarlett Irwin, Ashton’s oldest daughter, had fun there 2 years ago. Yet, why not? It’s a small start with teaching her some independence, especially since he himself traveled without any family when he was in his late teenage years, not even counting the boys.

But calling each other wasn’t an easy thing, trying to find the middle ground always. They talked for the first two weeks, which then abruptly stopped on the last half of her stay in camp. He couldn’t blame her, especially since camp is physically tiring. Not only that, he grew very busy too with working on new music. Even up to this time, the band is still making music.

But the next album would be the last since he wants to focus on his family, on Rebecca. The boys felt the same, especially since they have families of their own. If that was the case, then he would gladly be satisfied with working as a music producer and lyric composer for other artists and bands. Just as long as music is involved, everything is well.

“Dad!” Luke’s attention shifted. He immediately looks up to see a short, blonde girl with her favorite black ripped jeans and suitcase. His stressed expression turned happy.

“Come here, you little poppet!” He exclaims, kneeling down to her level and spread his arms wide open. Rebecca runs to him despite her luggage, and gives him a warm hug, being lifted by him too. How she missed him, all this time.

“I missed you so much, dad.” She mumbles in his ear.

“I miss you too, Becks.” He uses her other nickname before he lets her go from his grasp and then they do their special handshake, air-guitaring in the end. He begins to notice a few changes.

“You cut your hair! I thought you loved your black dyed ends?” He starts.

“Well, Florida was just as warm as Sydney, dad! I couldn’t help it.” She states, tugging a piece on the back of her ear.

“You got really tan and a bit sunburnt too, huh?” Luke observes.

“Yeah, but it was worth it. Camp was really fun.” She says as she reminisces what she calls the best summer of her life so far. Suddenly, she felt some tears going down her cheek.

“Oh no poppet, what’s wrong? Did someone break your heart already?” Luke worries, wiping away some tears.

“It’s nothing. I just really missed you, and time felt so long when you’re in a different country.” She answers, sniffing a bit.

“Hmm I see, poppet. But don’t you worry, you’re back with me now, okay? I got you always.” He reassures before getting a hold of her wheeled suitcase.

“How about you talk more about what happened in camp on the way home, yeh?”

“Sure thing, dad.” *Rebecca* bubbly answers, finally glad to use this word after so long.

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“Here’s one thing I want to point out, dad. I love you and all, but it’s weird when some camp counselors knew you from way before I was born and talked about how good-looking you were and still are and wanted to marry you. They even wanted you to make a sudden appearance!” *Rebecca* cringes, getting a slight shiver in her bones. Luke laughs at her emotions as his eyes maintained at the road.

“Well, I’m flattered. So far as I’m concerned, you’re the only girl I have in my life right now.” He professes.

“Welp, that’s the second time I’ve cringed on this trip home.” She jokes.

“So what else happened? Did you do anything mischievous or rad?” Luke tried to act cool like he says he was, but he did try though.

“Cringing for the third time, oh no.” *Rebecca* facepalms.

“Now come on, tell me more.” Rebecca ponders on other funny stuff that happened, despite most of the time, it was spent arguing and competing with Stella before they maturely put aside their difference. All of a sudden, this one really crazy experience hit her mind: when she lost that game of poker. She changed the perspective into the real Rebecca’s, of course.

“Well one time, after dinner and before curfew, the girls and I played poker and boy, I got a lot of candy and American knick knacks afterwards. Also, this one girl challenged me to a best of 3 rounds and I won! To top it off, I made her do a forfeit!” *Rebecca* excitedly shares as Luke drives.

“Oh no, what did you make her do?” Luke asks, smirking at his daughter’s antics. Rebecca is a very cheeky, mischievous girl, always having tricks above her sleeve and tactics to pursue them. Just like her dad.

“I made her jump in the cold lake, commando. The other girls and I stole her clothes too, leaving only her shoes.” She reveals, followed by a hit of laughter from her.

“You evil little girl. But very smart must I say for an 11 year old to have nudity involved.” Luke commends. As a father, he is very open. If she has questions, he makes sure to answer them as truthfully as possible. Thank the heavens she hasn’t asked the where-do-babies-come-from question ever.

He also doesn’t want to be a harsh and strict one, which could lead to Rebecca lying to him a lot in the near future, yet he doesn’t spoil her too much and corrects her when she is wrong or does wrong things. He wants her to trust him and vice versa.

“Well thank you, 37 year old dad.” *Rebecca* gives a funny comeback.

“Don’t push it, poppet.” Luke chuckled. From his peripheral vision, he noticed *Rebecca* looking the sunset.

“Missed seeing that?”

“Yup. Nothing beats it.” *Rebecca* says as her eyes gleam at how beautiful it was. It was nothing compared to Los Angeles. She was gazing at it when they reached a stoplight, wherein it was a chance for Luke to plug his phone to the aux cord of his car and then presses shuffle on his music.

“I don't mind, letting you down easy but just give it time.” He sings along. It removed *Rebecca* from her daze as she knew this song too, so she sang along with him.

“If it don't hurt now, but just wait, just wait a while, you're not the big fish in the pond no more.” She sings back. When the chorus played, they were jamming hard, not giving a damn with what the other people from the outside and other cars would think.

“I definitely missed singing songs in the car with you, poppet.” Luke confirms, holding *Rebecca’s* hand. Before they knew, Luke saw a familiar white house at the end of Braxton Lane.

“We’re home.” Luke says as he drives through the garage, parking it there. As they got out of the car, *Rebecca* admired how lovely the house was. White and huge, just as the real Rebecca described to her.

“Felicia, we’re home!” He shouts from outside. Felicia is the nanny of the family since the beginning and always helps out in any way she can. He opens the trunk of the car, and yanks out *Rebecca’s* luggage. She just kept looking around while he did such.

“You really missed this huh?” She nods. They both walk the pathway to the front door, and as Luke opened the door, it was dark as they got inside. But when they closed the door, the lights suddenly turned on, seeing a lot of ‘new’ faces from *Rebecca’s* eyes.

“Welcome home, Rebecca!” They burst out. This whole time, Luke planned this surprise a few days before. He wanted it to be perfect. *Rebecca* was overwhelmed with the surprise, yet enlightened to see the close loved ones of her dad. She felt welcome.

“Oh you’ve changed quite a bit, little Becks.” An elderly woman walks up first to *Rebecca* before embracing her. *Rebecca* quickly analyzes her face, trying to recall who she is from the family tree the real Rebecca taught her.

“Aww, Granny Liz! How I’ve missed you!” She remembered. As they let go, a teenage boy walks towards Rebecca.

“Got a bit tan over there in Florida, Becca?” He compliments. *Rebecca* analyzes again, Then it hit her.

“More than here, Max.” Max is her oldest cousin on Luke’s side. He’s 17 and specifically, Jack and Celeste Hemmings’ only child.  

“Oh no, this diva is back.” Joining in the conversation is Alex Clifford, Michael’s 12 year old and oldest son. The real Rebecca mentioned to her that he’s her ultimate best friend since they knew each other for so long. But little did the real Rebecca knew is that *Rebecca* finds him really cute.

“What’s it to you, loser?” She banters along with a sassy tone.

“Wow, it’s not even an hour yet and you guys are all sassy already.” The last person to join the conversation was a middle-aged redhead with her arms crossed.

“Oh Felicia, we’re really like this. You tolerated us for it.” The “Felicia” Alex referred to is the nanny the real Rebecca grew up with.

“Hmm. Well if you excuse me, Alex, let me give some love to my poppet while you and the other kids go ahead and play games or whatever your generation does nowadays.”

“Alright. Bye, Felicia. Catch up later, Becks.” Alex leaves the scene, probably going to talk guy stuff with Max.

“So how are you, poppet?” Felicia begins.

“Great, a bit tired from the trip, but still great.”

“That’s nice to here. Anyways, I prepared your favorite meals, like 5-cheese macaroni and cheese, roasted chicken, brownies. Go and get something to munch on, afterwards you better tell me stories about camp.” *Rebecca* nods as she grabs a plate and serving the good food on her plate.

Meanwhile and much later, also to Luke’s dismay, his parents had to leave ahead because they have an early flight to London the following day. Luke was then chatting with the guys with their wives by the patio while the other teenage and adolescent children were playing Frisbee and other games by the backyard.

“Well mates and gals, the night is pretty young. Let’s drink to that!” Ashton brings his beer up, urging everyone to bring their drinks up. They clinked them together, which was followed by a set of “woo’s”.

“It’s been a little while since we’ve had something like this, right?” Luke asks as he continues to indulge his beer.

“Yeah. I feel like we’re in our twenties again. Those were some fucking good years, well before the kids.” Calum reminisced as he lit up his second cigarette of the night.

“We’re lacking weed though.” Michael says with realization, getting chuckles from everyone.

“I have to say, Rebecca’s changed quite a lot, yeh?” Celeste acknowledged.

“Yeah! Her hair is short, which is rare.” Crystal points out. Yes, they got married, which is pretty cute. They have three kids, Alex, Beatrix and a younger boy named Nathan, or Nate.

“She might’ve grown an inch or two since the last time I saw her.” Eleanor, Calum’s wife, adds. They met when Eleanor was one of the tour photographers for the band, wherein she was always on Calum’s side of the stage taking photos. He gradually grew a liking for her, starting with having lunches together and photoshoots pretty much anywhere. Then, then rest is history. Marriage and an only son named Nicholas, or Nick.

“She’s grown a bit shyer and quiet too. I don’t know, but I’m not used to her not like this laid back, and she would always arrive at a party like this with a loud hello.” Bryana addresses. She and Ashton sorted things out and tried again. Now, they’ve been married for more than 10 years, also with 3 kids, Scarlett and two boys named Oliver and Topher.

“Give her a break, love. The poor girl just got off a really long flight.” Ashton intervenes.

“Hold on, is Sierra still coming over, mate?” Jack changes topic, about Sierra. Deaton to be specific, also known as the singer Essy. She’s also a close friend of the band. Even a friend of yours too before.

“Sadly, she couldn’t. Working in the studio still for that next album.” Luke answers. Oh no, this topic.

“Oh yeah. So when are you gonna tell Rebecca about you and Sierra? She onlys knows you two as good friends.” Crystal brings it up a lot further.

“Shit, I don’t know. Soon perhaps?” He replies, really unsure.

“Well, you gotta do it fast. You’re getting married again in a month, God damnit!” Michael reminds, putting his head on top of Crystal’s shoulder. Luke’s stress levels rose. He didn’t know to approach this situation, especially since Rebecca didn’t have an actual motherly influence after the divorce.

Hmm, unless you count Felicia.

“Again, lol.” Michael points out that word jokingly, which gave an immediate shock everyone in the room.

Picture a lot of Kermit the frogs drinking tea. It was like that, except with alcohol and cigarettes. Shady indeed. If there was the “He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named” from Harry Potter, then this was the Topic-Which-Should-Never-Be-Brought-Up.

Much to their luck, Luke didn’t rage or anything. He was unresponsive and just continues to finish his second beer of the night. But he felt a pang of pain. Regret even, but he didn’t want to set the evening with bad vibes.

“Drunk already, Clifford? It’s only 9 pm.” Calum breaks the silence, getting a chuckle from Eleanor.

“Not really, but I’m not as strong as I used to be, Hood.” Michael mumbles, and right before he takes another sip, Crystal grabs his beer from him.

“And I believe you’ve drank too much for tonight. You’re driving, or better yet, I will.” She says politely out of safety. Michael grins like a Cheshire cat, grabbing back his beer.

Despite those past topics, the group continued on talking, never running out of things to say or share. Not to mention indulging more alcohol, except for Crystal, Ashton, Eleanor and Jack. They’re the designated drivers.

Ashton shared that he tried to answer the where-do-babies-come-from question from Nate one day, while Luke shared what *Rebecca* told him earlier in the car about the camp counselors, Jack told about his trip to Sweden with his family, and lastly, the most amazing one which is from Calum and Eleanor.

“We’re expecting.” Eleanor announces, receiving hugs and congratulations from everyone. Time passed so quickly, and eventually, midnight hits. The boys and girls still had work in the morning.

Good luck to them, especially Michael. As they all left, Luke crashed instantly on the couch, his tipsy eyes about to close after drinking a lot of beer.

“Someone looks dead tired.” It was *Rebecca*, commenting on his exhausted physique and sits beside him.

“Imagine working in the studio, driving for 30 minutes to the airport to fetch you, then organizing and entertaining this little party for you.” He responds, his arms reaching out to her for a cuddle. Hesitant at first, but eh, she wanted to treasure everything she missed out on with him. Kissing the top of her forehead, Luke speaks up again.

“Tomorrow, we are spending the whole day together. Anything you want to do, poppet, let’s go for it.”

“Well, that whole day starts now, dad. Let’s start with sleeping.” She suggests as he nods. Lazily, they stood up.

“Good night poppet. Don’t let jetlag win you over.”

“Noted. Good night, dad.” As Luke was the first to walk away, Rebecca speaks up.

“Good luck with your future hangover.” She adds, jokingly.

Oh this girl, he thought. Today is bound to be good.

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420 views!

Well I promised myself I would do something special for 400 views.  I figure if you keep coming back I should  thank people for their support.  So before I launch into my treat I want to make sure to say: 

If you are looking for a sound track for the Fiction please see after the cut! 

Also Link to the fan fic here

When I write part of my pre-prep is to make a music list for various scenes and characters. Like an inspiration board. That way I can sort of get a flow to the typing I am doing, or if I feel stuck I can get myself unstuck by listening to the music and getting back in the scene. 

I never liked when people put in little stop breaks into fiction, it often breaks the immersion for me, but I also sometimes wish I could just insert a sound track into the page you are looking that will fade in and out as you scroll down the screen. 

So in the vein I have sort of organized the songs I listen to into a curated list. This is the “sound track” for the general feel for Shards of Power : Awakening. I’ve given some small commentary about each song, and they are in some “order”. All of these are available on spotify. 

Shards of Power: Awakening- A “mixtape”. 

1. There is a war going on for your mind - Flobots 

The Seers, who you will be meeting very soon, are the True Villains of our setting. They are the men and women who control everything we interact with on day to day basis. The Concillium fight against them, and this small interlude is something I feel that the Free council broadcast, hoping that someone out there still cares enough to listen. I mentally call my music “ Musutafu Awakened Radio” because I like to pretend that Zero is broadcasting this to try to find someone he is desperate to awaken. 

2. Defend Atlantis -Flobots 

This ultimately is the explanation of the world. It’s got some really excellent segments that explain the Orders best.. It’s like this entire thing was custom built for the World of Darkness.  The relevant segments are as follows : 

Free Council - From “ We flow like water” To “ Many tales radiate from one nexus.“  The Free council is the counter cultural revolution, and they believe that Humans, more than anything, hold the key to magic. They reject the idea that a chosen few know the truth and believe that the many tales people tell all reflect the true world in some way. 

Mysterium- From “That which creates Life” To  “ with nothing left to plunder “. The Mysterium is the idea that one should be beholden not to a faction but to the Truth of the world. They are the “mad Scientist” Mage that is determined to make the world better through finding the scraps of magic and figuring out how to recreate them. They want to do this to save the world from it’s fate. 

Sliver Ladder- From “For Centuries” to  The most diverse aversions when I first channel”. The Silver Ladder are corporatism incarnate, but they believe that stories, laws, and history make magic, and that upholding them and being judged not on merit alone is ultimate way to unite people.  

The Adamantine Arrow - From “ Is that all you hold for a warriors roll” to “ Only sea to shining sea.” The Arrow are incredibly service oriented and see themselves as the point of last defense. They believe that they as mages should not rule but serve as a defense for Sleepers until the world becomes one.

The Guardians-  From  “And survival hinged on the ascent by the humble” to “ And the voices were many but we spoke as one “. The Guardians are a hard group to understand, but they believe that the world is by nature corrupt and corrupts those around them. They believe magic needs to be controlled and placed in the right hands, and that they stand as a guardian against the corruption. They believe that if they stand their ground and route out corruption they can help make sure the right people get in place to storm the gates. 

3.Farthest star - VnV nation 

This is the awakening song for every path, though I most often place Obrimos under this particular song. It’s very broad and light and hopeful in a way that the act of Awakening is. 

4. Handlebars -Flobots 

The feeling of doing anything that comes after awakening is something every mage goes through. Having access to the unlimited cosmic power of the universe is a hell of rush, but the problem is the crash. You can’t get enough to do what really matters, and you could destroy the world in trying to save it. 

5. Uprising - Muse 

The understanding that their limits are imposed by the world around them and the Archmages that inhabit the Supernal world created this world leads most Concillium mages to feel like they need to rebel. The alienation of know you could have the power promised of people weren’t keeping it from you is what drives many of even the oldest mages. 

6. Freak Radio Edit - Timmy Trumpet

The Concilium is a group of people who reject the world around them and they tend to connect over their feeling of being freaks. It’s a fun song, and I like to think that Zero has done that one “When X isn’t home”  Tictok thing with Deku once. 

7. Shatter me- Lindsey Sterling

As a mage grows in power it tends to have a feeling of being locked into place. More often than not they are kept in control by those around them but they are acutely aware that “ If I break the glass, then I'll have to fly //There's no one to catch me if I take a dive “

8. A Moment of Silence- Streetlight manifesto

Mages often come to a point where they begin to doubt if they can throw out the Archmages in the Supernal world, if they can make it work. They regret having lost the comfort of being a sleeper. And they realize quickly that Casting isn’t always what they want to be... 

9. My Demons - Starset 

Casting has a down side, it opens you out into the open for the Abyss to feed off your magic and infect you. If you cast enough in a reckless way you can eventually become tainted by the abyss. You can break in ways that can kill yourself, or worse make you turn your powers on everything around you. 

10. I’m Alive -Becca

And yet you have to keep going, because you are are there, and you have to fight, even if everything goes wrong, because refusing to give in is what being awakened is. 

11.  We are Giants - Lindsey Sterling 

And when a group of them struggle, when they connect and find themselves in the same path as those who understand them they can do anything. Also this is a fun song and I love the music video that goes along with it. 

12. Warriors- Imagine Dragons. 

Another song about gathering together to do good, with the understanding that sacrifices will happen but that if one day it changes the world it’s worth it. 

13. One for the Money- Escape the Fate 

The marching song for those who want to change that world. For some reason it lets me imagine mages all charging upwards across the abyss, spells going off. 

14. A moment of Violence- Streetlight Manifesto

This is a good wrapping point, and I like the ending trumpets fading back into the first song. It’s an awesome transition. 

Bonus  for having 42 kudos (because that is the answer to Life the universe and everything) I’ve included some background music that I use for fight scenes and exciting moments that don’t fit the over all mage theme: 

1. Strange Games- Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles 

I love this techno beat with the psychedelic sound and flutes. It’s very much what I listen to when I type for the Southern Courts or more fantastical moments. It also doubles as any time we have Bakugo on stage fighting. 

2. Song of storm and Fire - Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles 

This is my fight music song, coupled with the next few. It’s very broad and powerful, the vocals adding a sort of angelic sense to the pounding beat, and the slow soft break half way through the song is always mentally a “freeze frame” for me.   Normally matched to fights involving Izuku. 

3. Break the Sword of Justice- Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles 

Do you all see a pattern here? If you want some top tier music that you can type to that isn’t lyric driven you want  Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles osts. Sadly Spotify and a lot of other places don’t like giving us access them. Oh well I get at them. 

Heavier than it’s prior counter part it is a lot of thrumming strings and frantic movement. I like to think of this as Kirishima’s music for fighting.

I don’t actually have an instrumental for Todoroki yet, but To be honest he’s probably some epic japanese peice I haven’t heard yet. 

4. Finally This song mix. Yes this is Gravity falls but the two songs are perfect for angst. Give the artist some love!  

Thank you again for reading and Thank you again for your kind words and attentions. I will have the next chapter out! 

And if you want specific Sound tracks please feel free to ask! 

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Pleasure! (Original Mix) by LUXXURY Luxxury - Pleasure! release date November 3rd, 2017 label Paperclip Los Angeles DJ/producer LUXXURY aka Blake Robin continues his streak of quality disco singles with his latest original, the piano-house tinged gem “Pleasure!” Adding new sonic colors to his signature sound (shimmering rhodes, funk bass guitar, balearic beats) are collaborators Zach Robinson (D/A/D) on Rhodes and flute solo, and Becca Schack (Beca) doubling the mimimalist vocal: the song has literally just one, single word. Robin explains how the song came together: “I dialed up a beat and Zach found these dope, Steely Dan-like chord changes while I played bass, and this awesome track came together in a less than an hour. For vocals I challenged myself to beat the short-but-sweet lyrics kings Daft Punk (‘Around the World���) and Duck Sauce (‘Barbara Streisand’) but it turns out its hard to write a one word song without sounding like a 50’s surf band (“Wipeout!”, “Tequila!”). However as soon as I tried the word ‘Pleasure’, its evocative onomatopoeia worked perfectly and gave the sunny beats some added sexual heft.” To fully flesh out the sensual vibe LUXXURY recruited indie pop songstress (and LUXXURY-produced protegée) Beca to share vocal duties. The result is another dancefloor masterpiece from the West coast don of disco. ABOUT LUXXURY: In 2013 an unknown LA-based producer started to drop a series of unofficial bootleg remixes on an empty Soundcloud profile. Using only original multitrack stems for a number of famous songs including Eagles' "Hotel California” Duran Duran's "Girl on Film” and many more, they were called "LUXXURY edits” and they immediately caused a sensation in the disco underground. As a result of the attention he received from the Wall Street Journal, LA Times, Vice and more he began to get commissioned remix work from artists such as Greg Wilson, Melanie Martinez and Fitz & The Tantrums. In 2016 Luxxury released a series of original singles, formed a live 4 piece band that opened for Giorgio Moroder, Juan Maclean, Kraak & Smaak and appeared on NBC's Last Call with Carson Daly; and received coverage from outlets including Majestic Casual, Spin and Complex.

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Angeles   a l o n e

A/N: -uess who got sick after puking last friday! Yes, me. Yes, it sucked. BUT I’M GOOD NOW SO YAY. Not yay because I wrote this barely today tho :) Anyway, hope you enjoy it. [Challenge #5] Couldn’t get too much into details, very sorry about that. Getting sick didn’t help writing inspiration. Tonight I got it, just not enough time time to write everything. Still I tried however. Have more Jyn lol and forgive typos, not time for revisions. If you never read the first practice challenge/fic I wrote idk if this will be confusing? It kinda talks about jyn’s parents...so idk. Check it out here if you wanna refresh your mind.

Girls had been sneaking out of the palace in the last few weeks. I’d only ever done it with Dominoes, but that day I was ready to give Angeles a little of myself alone.

It had only taken asking Geoffrey to help me again. As always the old butler pretended to hate it, but he didn’t really hesitate to show me a way out and soon enough I found myself around the chatters of citizens at afternoon. I only hid my face under a baseball cap that in turn was covered by a hoodie. That seemed to be all the requirements needed for famous people to sneak around in movies if I added my new favorite sunglasses. I didn’t dare to consider myself seriously famous yet, but I’d received enough attention from magazines lately for cutting my hair and donating it to the hospital in our last assignment.

Some people debated about it being really sweet of me while others said it was just some fake altruist move to get attention. It was kind of a stupid argument considering them debating about it just created said attention, but I didn’t care. I hadn’t even planned it at all. It was nothing but a last minute decision. I figured if the media had it’s eyes on me I might as well take the chance to do something good. I’d received a letter from the nurse that had looked after me while I told the children my story and she said they’d received donations all over Illea, apparently other hospitals had too.

The country could keep debating on what my intentions had been. At least it served some good, whether the people behind said good gave their hair for the cause or for a trend. I had to get rid of my purple tips first, but thankfully never cutting my hair made it long enough that even after cutting the unusable tips my braid was useful. I had to admit when people asked me if my hair wasn’t heavy I considered it a ridiculous question, but with shorter hair I realized why they said it. My head did feel lighter, not to say having long hair was uncomfortable since you couldn’t tell the difference in weight, however.

I made my way through the crowd and spotted different places. Cafes, restaurants, stores and clubs. After a few hours I’d lost myself in the city, the good kind of lost though. My ears perked up at the sound of music and I found a small group of street musicians. It was simple music, but they were good, getting a few people to gather around, including me. I smiled at their enthusiasm playing, it was an upbeat song, sufficient for couples to joke around dancing. Some clapped and I hummed along, choosing the worse moment to leave my tips on their hat.

The violinist got in my way, grinning as he played. I raised an eyebrow at him and he stared at the group of people dancing, his expression becoming clear.

“Sorry, dancing isn’t my thing.” Not at the moment at least.

He gave me a pout and his sight focused on a girl practically jumping on her place as she stared at the couples dancing. She was adorable there was no denying that but…The violinist gave me a smirk somehow knowing I would cave in to the girl in bouncing ponytails. I sighed, taking my glasses off before offering the girl a hand. She gave her mother a questioning look for permission before accepting it with a squeal of excitement. She was even more adorable spinning around with me. I tried to make her twirl around and skipped along with her. In the end, my head got into the harmony of the music so much I started singing that. No real lyrics, just harmony as I hauled the girl up in my hip and spinned with her.

More people were drawn to or group as I danced on light feet, focusing mostly on the little girl as I sung, not even noticing the moment my hoodie fell back. All of the couples twirled around one last time a few steps away as the song came to an end and laughter echoed in the street as the crowd walked over to give the musicians tips, clapping more.

A hand pulled my arm as people clapped and whistled. I realized it was one of the other musicians. “You have a pretty voice Lady Jyn.”

I gulped, blushing as I realized the people were clapping at me too and that my disguise had been in vain in the end.

Surprisingly, I had to sign a few autographs and take pictures with some girls excited to meet one of Dom’s Elite members. The group of musicians insisted I should keep some of their profit, saying it wouldn’t have been that good a night without my help, but I declined saying it was better in their hands for now.

When things finally calmed down I was dragged into yet another awkward situation by a woman that had stayed in our audience for longer and stared at me like I was a ghost. She was clearly from a higher caste by the way she was dressed, stylish brown curls draped over her shoulder covered by expensive clothes. She didn’t seem as old as she probably was.

“That face was enough to get me suspicious,” she finally grinned, “being a Song made it even worse, but that voice...You have Becca’s voice too.”

My eyes widened at the name. That couldn’t be right. How could someone like her be related to my family in any way?

“You- You knew my mother?”

“Why would she hide being- Becca would have never hidden something like that from me...would she?” Her shoulders slumped at the thought, though I didn’t understand any of what she meant. She’d been practically blabbering confusing nonsense since we’d sat down at a bench. She’d mentioned my father too however, and mentioned too many details I’d heard my own dad say about my mom to confirm she wasn’t making stuff up. She actually knew my parents. “Unless...Oh they wouldn’t…. They wouldn’t go all that way to hide it!”

I blinked at her, wondering if maybe running away from there was an option, but she reached for my hands, squeezing gently, hopeful eyes searching my own. “Is your mother alive then? Was it another one of her crazy plans? Pretending to be sick?”

Being sick? An act?

“I-I’m sorry... I don’t know what you’re talking about, but my mother isn’t alive. She died after childbirth.” After I was born. It was always easier to say childbirth. I knew it wasn’t my fault and I couldn’t really miss her myself, but what she was...she was something to others. I used to think it was just my father--and that was enough to make saying it aloud uncomfortable--but now there was Marissa. This woman that claimed to be my mother’s best friend once upon a time. When apparently my mother was some sort of famous singer. One of my crazy dreams was my mother’s life and I’d never known. My mother had been a Two. Or so Marissa claimed.

The way her eyes looked down as she let go of my hands in disappointment made me tear up a bit. It felt like that time I’d cried in front of Kat. It had been a weird week, spending my birthday away from dad for the first time a few weeks before that and then seeing that kid in the hospital, Tim’s little brother. Both of them scared their mother wouldn’t get better.

I’d attempted to put myself in the little boy’s shoes in my conversation with Kat, but it reality I had ended up putting the kid in my shoes. Not a boy that might lose his mother and forget her, but the girl that never met her own and struggled to ignore how her mother’s loss still affected others. The girl that heard her dad talk about all the lovely things his wife once did. Details that maybe no longer existed because of her own existence.

It was a stupid thought maybe. It wasn’t like I had a choice. Dad always made sure I knew it wasn’t like that, but sometimes I just couldn’t help from wondering. Would she still be here without me? Would it had been better? Would my dad had been happier even if he claimed it wasn’t true? I pushed the thoughts away like I had that last time after swimming with my friend--yes Kat, you’re my friend--but made sure to this time replace them with dad’s words: ‘Of course I miss her, Jyn. I would love to have her here with me... but only so she could see what a wonderful girl you’ve become.’

It still made me cry, but more because of all the efforts my dad had done rather than because of sadness. I wiped away the tears and smiled apologetically at Marissa. “Sorry to bring the bad news.”

She gave me a sad smile back and surprised me with a hug. “Oh honey, no... The silly thought just made it’s way through my head again. I already spilled my own tears years back. What you’re bringing now is good news...” She pulled away and smiled with still glassy eyes. “Knowing the truth, knowing about you, it makes it a million times better. You’re mother would be the happiest woman on earth to see how you share the same strong voice.”

The words coming from someone different than my dad made me smile, but I was sure it was a slightly awkward smile since I barely knew Marissa at all. She apparently noticed too, standing up and wiping her tears.

“Jeez, I’m making a scene and making you uncomfortable, aren’t I? You must think I’m a crazy lady.”

“Uh,” I laughed nervously, “no, it’s fine, just...a bit confused I guess.”

Oh, so you’re guessing now, huh? For some reason I imagined Dom’s mocking voice in my head. I had to stop myself from rolling my eyes as I grinned to myself.

“Understandable…” Marissa assured me. “It seems there’s a lot to be discussed. Ri sure has a lot to explain to me, no wonder he just decided to vanish.” She shook her head like my dad was in front of her. “That little--”

I cleared my throat and she looked down at me. “Right, sorry. How about we go to your mother’s favorite cafe and I can explain it all?”

A/N 2.0: To be continued… I guess? Jyn’s project in the end was something she wasn’t even sure would be counted as a service project since it involved changing law issues regarding marriage in Illea. Once she learned the true story behind her parents’ complications to keep their lifestyles and be together, it was all she could really think about, so that’s what she worked around. There’s--> this old interview where you can see some of Jyn’s opinions about marriage and how the woman is entitled to take the man’s caste no matter what (before she even found out about her parents). Terribly sorry this is met half way, but under my circumstances that is all I could manage. Hope you liked what you got tho <3 , it’s almost 2k words. There’s a reference to the second date ro with dom that I’m still in the middle of writing a fic for since I struggled with time. I guess y’all seeing it depends on if I get eliminated or not lol.

[missnekonyan]

Thank you for the icon! But in fact the additional text are written by me, it's only the name/nicknames that the people have written themselves. I must say I wouldn't call you a "weirdo", to me it sounds rude, but if you really want that text I could call you a "goof ball" or something alike!

Don’t worry, it’s not about you, Becca my dear sunshine!

Warning: Death mention, Suicide mention, Venting, Self-esteem issues, etc.

It’s under a read more for the reasons stated above and the continuous vent.

Forgive but, I have self-esteem issues. I used to be treated like the local weirdo, I try to joke about it to make me better, but truthfully I’ve always hated it. This low self-esteem of mine has made being loved feel odd, I’m surprised that anyone would love this mess that I’ve become.

I’m sorry if this seems selfish, but I don’t just watch over you out of pure kindness. Truthfully, I also do it because I don’t want anyone to suffer my fate. Other things that hurt include people saying I’m not strong enough or that I’m weak. Do they think that it’s easy to hold back my tears? Even after so much pain, I didn’t die. Because, it’ll break your heart and I don’t want to see you cry. And I’m willing to die just to know that those I truly love are safe. I feel selfish that a part of me does all this so someone can validate me.

Because of the treatment I endured in the past, a part of me can’t except that I’m loved, even though I’m loved more than ever now. The people at my old school said that people who talk to themselves are schizophrenic, the thing is, I talk to myself so I can get my thoughts clear. After all of this, being diagnosed as mentally ill would’ve been like a blessing. Because at least I’d have a reason for the way I am.

I know that some people think that LGBT+ people are bad, and some people think Christians are bad, being sandwiched in the middle left me not knowing what to do anymore. Seeing someone say that religious people should stop talking to their imaginary friend feels like an attack to an important part of my identity. That’s why I keep my religion a secret, I don’t want people to hate me because of my beliefs. I fully respect people who choose to be atheists, I understand that everyone has the right to have personal beliefs. Me fully abandoning religion feels like me abandoning part of my angelic side. Performing religious tasks makes me feel ethereal again.

Sometimes, I feel like I can’t do anything right. I’ve tried to become more stubborn and stoic to mask my pain and weakness. I like pastel gore because I use it as a coping mechanism. I see it as the pastel colors and cute themes covering the dark and depressing gore. You know, whenever someone compliments me, I always double check especially if it’s in text form.

The song Dear You Hope has always meant a lot to me, because if feels so close to how I am. The lyrics above are from this cover of the song. I actually have quite a few synpaths including but not limited to; Toriel, Ayano Tateyama, Athena Cykes, and Rika Furude.

At this point I don’t even know what I’m talking about, but if you manage to go pass all this depressing text wall you deserve a cookie. Here’s somethings to keep in mind; if I’m hurt I might get an existential crisis, please try to tag posts that refer to the reader as a weirdo, don’t call me weak (I’m surviving on my last few limbs and saying that I’m not strong is always the straw that breaks the camel’s back), and please; if you’re sad my ask & submissions are always open, you don’t have to bottle it up like did.

[bimartin]

harry styles lyrics tag (thank u becca @studyinpink​ ily)

meet me in the hallway: i gotta get better, maybe we’ll work it out

sign of the times: things are pretty good from here, remember everything will be alright

carolina: how will i tell her that she’s all i think about? well i think she just found out

two ghosts: we’re not who we used to be, we don’t see what we used to see

sweet creature: we don’t know where we’re going but we know where we belong

only angel: i’m still the only one who’s been in love with me

kiwi: it’s like i pay for it, i’m gonna pay for this

ever since new york: you don’t know nothing, just pretend you do

woman: apologies are never gonna fix this, i’m empty i know (quack)

from the dining table: comfortable silence is so overrated, why won’t you ever be the first one to break?

not gonna tag anyone cause anxiety and also idk who else has heard it lmao

[tinamrazik]

DISNEY’S THE LITTLE MERMAID

The dazzling production marks the South Florida premiere of the Disney classic

 February 22 – March 5, 2017

Music by Alan Menken; Book by Doug Wright,

Lyrics by Glenn Slater and Howard Ashman;

Directed by Glenn Casale; Choreographed by John MacInnis

 A spectacular new production of Disney’s The Little Mermaid kicks off at The Broward Center for the Performing Arts on Wednesday, February 22, 2017 for a limited two week run. Featuring the critically acclaimed work of Director Glenn Casale, this beloved tale of a young mermaid’s coming-of-age adventure is told like never before. Previously announced casting includes Diana Huey as Ariel and Matthew Kacergis as Prince Eric, with Broadway’s Jennifer Allen as Ursula and Steven Blanchard as King Triton. Melvin Abston, Connor Russell and Jamie Torcellini join the cast as Sebastian, Flounder and Scuttle. 

  This timeless Disney musical is based on the hit animated 1989 Disney film The Little Mermaid, which was loosely based on the Hans Christian Anderson tale. The show follows headstrong Ariel, no longer content to live on the ocean floor under her father, King Triton’s rule.

 Convinced she’ll only find happiness on land, she sets off to find a world where she belongs, battling a cruel sea witch and finding true love along the way. The film earned three Academy Award® nominations and four Golden Globe nominations, winning the awards for Best Song (“Under the Sea”) and Best Score in both ceremonies. The soundtrack won the Grammy Award for Best Album for Children and the Grammy Award® for Best Score Soundtrack Album for A Motion Picture, Television or Other Visual Media.

 The Broadway production appeared in 2007 under Director Francesca Zambello. In 2012, Director Glenn Casale was invited to re-imagine the show, making significant plot changes, introducing aerial elements and featuring a new set design by Bob Crowley that emulates a pop-up book. Casale’s changes are reflected in this production.

About the Cast

Diana Huey stars as Ariel. Her 5th Avenue credits include Jasper in Deadland, RENT, MAME and Adventure Musical Theater. Her regional work includes performances at Village Theatre, ACT Theatre, Seattle Children’s Theater, Signature Theatre, Milwaukee Repertory Theater, Flat Rock Playhouse, Prospect Theatre and Playwrights Horizon. Huey has been seen on TV in Leverage, The Glee Project and is heard on TV as New Day Northwest’s theme-song singer. She is a Helen Hayes Award Winner for Best Leading Actress for Signature Theatre’s Miss Saigon.

 Matthew Kacergis makes his 5th Avenue debut as Prince Eric. His work has been seen at Village Theatre in Les Misérables (Marius), Billy Elliot (Tony), Chasing Nicolette (Aucassin) and Anne of Green Gables (Gilbert Blythe). Other regional credits include Pride and Prejudice (Mr. Wickham) at La Mirada Theatre, Parade (Frankie/Young Soldier) and The Civil War (“Tell My Father”) at Ford’s Theatre, Spring Awakening (Melchior) and Cinderella (Prince Christopher) at Olney Theatre Center. Additionally, Kacergis was seen in Aladdin: A Musical Spectacular (Aladdin) at Disney’s California Adventure and Fiddler On The Roof (Fyedka) at the Ogunquit Playhouse. TV/Film: Veep. He can be heard on the cast recording of A Walk On The Wild Side.

 Jennifer Allen joins the cast as Ursula in her 5th Avenue debut. Her Broadway credits include starring and co-starring roles in Bridges of Madison County, Sister Act (Mother Superior), Memphis, A Catered Affair, Cats (Grizabella), Little Me, Guys and Dolls (Miss Adelaide) and City of Angels. Allen has been seen in National Tours of Ragtime (Emma Goldman), Jerome Robbins’ Broadway (Ma and Tessie Tura) and Cabaret (Sally Bowles). Regionally, she has worked at the Williamstown Theater Festival, Goodspeed Opera House and Paper Mill Playhouse.

 Steven Blanchard makes his 5th Avenue debut as King Triton. His Broadway credits include Beauty and the Beast (Gaston and the Beast), Camelot and The Three Musketeers. Off-Broadway, he was seen in Johnny Guitar and Frankenstein. Blanchard’s national tours include Phantom of the Opera, A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum, Camelot, The Little House on the Prairie and Newsies. His TV credits include Ed, Third Watch, Law & Order, Sunset Beat, Police Story, Another World, One Life to Live, Guiding Light and Rapmaster Ronnie for HBO. Blanchard’s regional work includes performances at

Paper Mill Playhouse, St. Louis Rep, Madison Square Garden, Guthrie Theatre, TUTS and more.

 Melvin Abston returns to The 5th Avenue as Sebastian. He was previously seen in Memphis at The 5th, and appeared on Broadway in Sister Act (Broadway and first national tour) and The Lion King (Broadway and national tour). Abston’s regional performances have been seen at TUTS, Zach Theatre, La Jolla Playhouse, La Mirada, Pasadena Playhouse, Chicago Theatre, Goodman Theatre and more. His film and TV work includes Solace, Gotham, Raising Hope, Touch, Weeds, Grey’s Anatomy, Chuck, ER and more.

 Connor Russell joins the cast as Flounder. His 5th Avenue credits include Disney’s Aladdin, A Chorus Line, and Hairspray Anniversary Concert. Russell has been seen regionally at The Old Globe (Quentin in October Sky), The Smith Center (Idaho! The Comedy Musical), Pittsburgh CLO (A Christmas Carol), Arkansas Rep (White Christmas), Village Theatre (The Who’s Tommy) and Capital Rep (Gypsy). His film work includes Paul in The Hinterlands (IAWTV Award nomination for Best Leading Actor), Brand Upon the Brain (Toronto Film Festival/New York Film Festival) and Truth Slash Fiction (SeriesFest 2016 Winner).

 Jamie Torcellini makes his 5th Avenue debut as Scuttle. He was seen on Broadway in Billy Elliot, Man of La Mancha, Little Johnny Jones, Cats, Beauty and the Beast, Jerome Robbins’ Broadway and Me and My Girl. Torcellini’s TV and film credits include ER, Law & Order, The Jamie Foxx Show, Stuart Little, Aladdin, Tarzan, Mrs. Santa Claus and Pocahontas 2.

   This stellar cast is joined by Brandon Roach as Flotsam, Frederick Hagreen as Jetsam/Prince Eric Cover, Allen Fitzpatrick as Grimsby and Dane Stokinger as Chef Louis. Also swimming under the sea are Kristin Burch, Venny Carranza, Lisa Karlin, Michael McGurk, Amanda Minano, Taylor Niemeyer, Becca Orts, Marco Ramos, Robbie Roby, James Shackelford, Brian Steven Shaw, Momoko Sugai, Brenna Wagner, Michael Wordly and Brittany Zeinstra.

  About the Director

Glenn Casale revisits Disney’s The Little Mermaid as Director. Casale directed the 1999 Tony Award-nominated and Emmy Award-winning Peter Pan starring Cathy Rigby. Casale was brought on to re-imagine Disney’s The Little Mermaid, introducing aerial effects and plot revisions that are reflected in this production. Additional directing credits include a new production of Dragapella (nominated for Drama Desk and Lucille Lortel Awards for Best Production), Beauty and The Beast and Peter Pan (Broadway and National Tour). His TV work includes The Faculty and The Wayans Bros.

  About the Choreographer

John MacInnis’ choreography credits include European productions of Disney’s The Little Mermaid and Beauty and the Beast. He was associate choreographer of Something Rotten!; Aladdin and The Book of Mormon on Broadway. MacInnis was director and choreographer of the Olympic Medals Ceremonies for the 2002 and 2010 Olympic Winter Games. He was the director/choreographer of The Radio City Christmas Spectacular including the first international production in Mexico City, Mexico. He has been seen on stage in Curtains; Thoroughly Modern Millie; Kiss Me Kate; Steel Pier; How to Succeed in Business…; Guys and Dolls; Jerome Robbins’ Broadway and Me and My Girl on Broadway.

  About the Music Director

Colin R. Freeman has over 30 theater credits in both US and UK including: Annie, Annie Get Your Gun, Anything Goes, Assassins, Cats, Cinderella, Chess, Disney’s The Little Mermaid, Forever Plaid, Grease, Guys and Dolls, Gypsy, Harmony, Jesus Christ Superstar, My Fair Lady, Sweet Charity and The Wizard of Oz. His varied concert work has taken him from recording for the BBC to conducting many of the principal U.S. and Canadian symphony orchestras including the Pittsburgh, Rochester, Ottawa, Calgary, Utah, St. Louis and Minnesota symphony orchestras. Freeman has worked as an arranger and orchestrator for Lorna Luft, Barry Manilow, Rod Stewart and Hal Linden among others. He is a Los Angeles Ovation Award winner, and Desert Theatre League winner for Best Musical Direction.

  About the Creative Team

The production features flying sequence choreography by Paul Rubin, original scenic design by Kenneth Foy and original costume design by Amy Clark and Mark Koss, lighting design by Charlie Morrison, sound design by Ed Chapman, original soundscape design by Gareth Owen, and hair and wig design by Leah Loukas. The design team also includes assistant lighting designers John Burkland and Gary Echelmeyer and costume coordinator Nichole Hull. Additional staff includes associate director Michael Heitzman, associate choreographer Robbie Roby, associate music director R.J.Tancioco, assistant flying sequence choreographer Ashley Anderson and keyboard programmer Jim Harp.

 Michael McEowen is the production stage manager with assistant stage managers Jess Manning and Rachel Bury.

For more information on this show please visit:

browardcenter.org

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