#dove velazquez threads.

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it was difficult to make dove bashful, but they'd managed to succeed, her hand trying to hide the grin she was failing to stifle. "oh, shut up." she brushed their words off, trying to look anywhere else.

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"mm, you think you can make fun of me already? not helping yourself here, playboy." dove met him where he was, rather than bashfully smiling or sitting in the embarrassment of his comment. he was just playing with her, it was flirtatious, but she felt like each comment hit either side of a line between smug and charming. maybe she was use the past against him, but didn't he kind of fucking deserve it? at least the drinks he was making wouldn't make her scowl at the taste. something about tequila straight was always going to bring that out in her, she swore. too full of memories to ever not make her cringe. with her new drink in hand, she resisted sipping on it, a brow lifting curiously at the mention of 'fraternity education'. "is that what they did instead of hazing you guys half to death?" safe to say she wasn't necessarily impressed with the concept of greek life herself. she was preoccupied with the theatre department, much too much to ever consider rushing a sorority anyway but the mere thought of it... she knew those kinds of girls. they were the kind of girls who'd always hated her. the same kinds who made dylan not want to be seen with her in public, though he'd happily sleep with her in private. taking a breath, she forced herself to let those thoughts go, focusing on his questions. "mmkay. three big updates." she kind of felt like she'd been put on a stage to perform for him, but performing was what dove did best, wasn't it? "one," she counted them on her fingers. "i did my first summer as a camp counsellor this year, at that musical theatre camp i told you about once. two, i bought a car. she's not pretty and i only paid for half, but it still counts. and three... i'm actually double majoring. social work as well as theatre." finally she let herself take a sip. "what about you?"

               dove’s teasing tone had always done something to him, there was a gravitational pull there he couldn’t explain without sounding like a smug asshole, but it never failed to paint fascination in his eyes and an amused smirk on his face. like he couldn’t help but feel proud to know she was enjoying herself when she was around him. “hey, I say it wasn’t easy, not that people stopped fawning over me– let’s not be dramatic.” dylan replied and it was simple, easy, like he would have done in the old days. he appreciated the brunette’s not so concealed effort in not closing the window of possibilities to him just yet, so he nodded at her toast, dark eyes not leaving the girl as he witnessed how her pretty features betrayed her for a second as she drank the tequila. then he took his own drink in a swift movement, the liquor tasting like excitement in his mouth. “it’s really cute that you still don’t know how to take a shot, adorable, really.” he can’t help it. the need to let her in on his thoughts even when they were about her was unrestrainable, even when it would definitely be better if he stuck to a friendly and not-flirty-at-all tone as he made two tequila sodas at dove’s orders. if someone would have told him this was how his night was going to go, well… he’d have probably punched them in the face because it’s not nice to play with other people’s feelings. yet here they were and his slightly buzzy brain couldn’t have been happier. even if this wasn’t some miraculous second opportunity the world was throwing his way, even if it was the kind of isolated moment he’d look back on years later, it would still be worth it, seeing dove again and getting her attention for a fleeting moment. “we’re lucky my fraternity education gave me a phd on icebreaker party games, so, let’s see…” he began after one large sip at his drink, trying not to think about their fingers grazing as he gave her the new cup. “your three big updates from the last few years, go, surprise me.” he usually reserved those games for first dates and getting to meet his one night stands, so it was a nice change to bring them up with someone whose answers he did care about. 

[thursdaygrl]

back on the drafts grind and i'm so excited to get to some of them but i have so much muse for certain charas and would love some new threads for them. so like for a one liner from one of the following:

august im, 28, bisexual, he/him, charles melton fc.

booker ballard, 22, straight, switch, he/him, asa germann fc.

dove velazquez, 19, bisexual, she/her, jenna ortega fc.

raquel luna, 21, bisexual, she/her, nicole wallace fc.

river im, 24, lesbian, she/they, london thor fc.

slater pruitt, 26, bisexual, she/her, victoria pedretti fc.

warner oakes, 22, straight, he/him, christopher briney fc.

optional canon muses / fantasy muses i'm itching to use under the cut

jordan li, early 20s, bisexual, they/he/she, london thor & derek luh fc.

freya vespertine, bisexual, she/her, anya chalotra fc.

morgana cromwell, lesbian, she/her, tabrett bethell fc.

revan varakrum, straight, he/him, amar chadha-patel fc.

[felteverywhere]

closed starter for @fillyoursoulxx​

It wasn’t really until Dove’s feet were planted at Louis’ door that she realised how insane it was that she’d practically raced all the way over from the theatre, headphones currently around her neck still quietly playing a Mitski song. Reaching into the pocket of her overalls just as the door creaked open, she turned the song off, all wide eyes and awkward smile. “Hey, sorry,” Brows furrowed together, her teeth biting into her bottom lip and letting go just as quick. “I’ve just realised that you could be like super busy or like not interested in hanging out with me right now, but they finally posted the cast list for that play you helped me run lines for and it’s like... I didn’t come here just thinking you were gonna give me an orgasm or something.” Cue her cringing. Since when did she ramble on like this? She was starting to sound like him, maybe an indication of how damn much she liked him. Still, they’d been on a date. They’d spent the night in a bed together. Yet the more time she spent with him the less she could detach and be cool. “I mean, I don’t know. I just wanted to tell you. So I came here.” 

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closed starter for @fillyoursoulxx​

“i actually have like, three very specific thoughts to share right now.” dove stated, before lifting her drink to her lips to take a long sip and making a face as it went down. “first of all... this beer tastes disgusting, second of all, i think i might hate everyone here... third of all, you might be the exception, if you keep making me laugh.” 

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dove had been doing her best to keep to herself, though she'd never been all that good at resisting the promise of excitement that was a party. it didn't seem fair, anyway, to leave them to autumn just because she thrived in them. dove loved attention too, but for the time being she was looking from an escape from the four walls of her bedroom more than anything else. she certainly hadn't expected to be joined by the one person she wasn't enthused to see, so maybe she'd let the other girl be the one to speak first. dove stared down at her converse for a moment, before taking a long sip of the drink she'd been nursing. "since when do you wanna talk to me?" she replied, maybe a little bit more bitter than was necessary. finally, she turned to peer at her, offering a lousy attempt at a normal question. "how's your summer going?"

the party was still in full swing behind them, loud music blaring and laughter ringing out in the distance. usually she’d be amongst the group of people. autumn was known to be the life of the party but tonight she wasn’t feeling it, hence her breaking away and going off to a secluded part of the beach. she didn’t know how she ended sitting next to the one person she’d been avoiding all summer. she peered over to them for the umpteenth time, deciding to finally break the ice. “soooo are you going to talk to me or are we gonna just sit here in silence all night?”

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closed starter for @afterglitch based on this

by all means, dove was aware that they were lucky there was room in the house for them to be staying as the flood was worked on at their own place. being that her room was in the top floor, thankfully none of the things in her room had been damaged, but the house wasn't liveable. that being acknowledged and all, it didn't mean she had to enjoy living with them. she'd been standing in front of the toaster for a minute or so, scrolling through her phone, only for a hand to reach out and snatch her toast before she could. "hey, you fucking asshole! ever heard of waiting your turn?"

[felteverywhere]

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Dove was convincing herself that the bowling shoes were a look, paired with her typical tights, plaid skirt and cropped sweater combo. Her plan was to look casual and laid-back on this double date, though it was kind of insane that she’d managed to swing winning a date from that Theatre Department raffle in the first place. Fate had decided she was going on a date with Calvin, but Louis and Dove had decided they could pair up the respective dates so they wouldn’t actually have to be on dates without the other present. Didn’t mean she was his to romance for the evening, though, despite his requests to swap more than once. Maybe she should have taken him up, but she had assumed he was mostly kidding, anyway. 

The only person present not aware of the ongoing thing between the two of them... well, that would be Louis’ date. A self proclaimed ‘puck bunny’, which Dove had to google when she maybe, possibly, lowkey stalked her social media accounts, just to see if she had reason to worry. She was pretty sure the name was being used in jest, or reclamation. Still, she couldn’t get a read on her from mostly private accounts. Cheyenne seemed nice enough in person, she’d smiled and laughed at some silly joke Dove made as they collected their shoes. She was a little taller than her and an icy blonde that looked like a pain to maintain. A nursing major. 

The bowling alley was nice, a hole in the wall spot with a sprawling arcade off to one side, lots of neon lights and a jukebox playing requested hits. The carpeting looked like it’d been ripped straight from the 80s, but Dove appreciated a well-crafted vibe paired with technology from this decade, for sure. 

“Cards on the table, which of us are actually good at bowling? I know we’re among athletes, but it doesn’t guarantee anything.” That was her cue to send a sneaky, amused glance Louis’ way, her hands tangling in front of her as the worker finished setting up their game for them. Immediately, Cheyenne began to shake her head and laugh, trying to communicate just how bad she was while leaning close to her date. In turn, Dove turned her attention to Cal, offering a small smile. 

Okay, maybe it was going to be kind of a long night, but she was sure they’d find their openings as the worker let them know they were set to play. That was their cue to look for their respective balls and Dove made a beeline to a row of purple ones, hoping they wouldn’t be too heavy.

[felteverywhere]

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unsurprisingly dove had jumped at the chance to spend the night at karaoke for jade’s birthday, immediately helping with a good majority of the planning and organising in between busy days at college. in typical theatre kid fashion she’d been spending the night doing every fifth song or so with whoever was too nervous to go up alone, hardly able to keep her mouth shut even when someone else was singing on their own. the only reason she didn’t spend the whole time making her voice hoarse was the sight of scotty, sitting off to the side, looking like he’d rather do something else. dove gravitated over there naturally, a little smirk on her lips as she rested her drink on his table, nudging him with her elbow. “what’s your song, hm?” she asked, brows raising playfully. “i’ve always wondered if you had a set of pipes underneath the muscle and the scowl. i can imagine you as a troy bolton type, y’know, secretly talented.” 

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"slaughtered the competition?" dove fights to laugh quietly, but it feels impossible. "i don't know about mass murder, but i think it helped that i was playing opposite someone so talented." it's not like she disagrees, really, she thinks they both did something special up there and she's excited at the prospect of singing with him more. for now, as they watch the next couple go up, she can't help giggling, turning her body so she can lean into his shoulder. "stop, if we keep being so mean we're gonna end up with bad karma. they're just... musically challenged." she decides, peering up at him. "how many more, do you think, before we find out?"

she drops into the seat next to him, and he lets out a sigh of relief the moment she does. "better than you? tough shit. there's no way. you just completely slaughtered the competition." he tilts his head in her direction as his lips curl up at the edges. "i like to think that someone tells them, you know? probably don't wanna hurt their feelings. but, yikes." and almost as soon as he finishes talking, he's proven right. the next couple on stage, was impossibly bad. the tunes were muddled and scratchy. pierce wrinkles his nose as he bites back a laugh. "see what i mean? how fucking embarrassing."

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closed starter for @fatedtragedy​​ inspired by: holding back by banks

“can’t you just... can’t you admit it? i’m not crazy. there’s something there, between us. are you so scared to acknowledge it? because i’m not.” 

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It was one thing, coming across Dylan in the haze of a frat party, with alcohol there to take the lead and make it less awkward, but nothing could have prepared her for actually seeing him on campus. Not just that, but in her class, bright and early at ten a.m. on a Tuesday morning. The very awkward eye contact had woken Dove up more quickly than the coffee she'd snagged on her way to class, but she'd done her best to focus on the lesson rather than wondering if he was looking at the back of her head. It was hard, though. She'd slept with her hair wrapped up, trying out that whole effortless thing now that she was in college and no longer underneath the heavy burden of unpopularity. She was different now. Fresh. As their professor began to utter the words 'group project' a quiet murmur that sounded more like a communal groan seemed to spread across the room and Dove was certainly part of it, shifting uncomfortably until she noticed movement in her peripheral. Turning her head, she spoke in a hushed tone. "Did you just move seats?" In spite of how calm and collected she planned to come across, she couldn't help giggling softly at the sight of Dylan there now beside her.

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dove was laughing until she wasn’t, leaning against the sink as the door to the bathroom locked and she whipped her head around, her smile dropping slowly. “hey — what’s... are you mad at me? what’s wrong?” she swallowed, her amusement fading entirely as she stepped towards them. 

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Dove could feel discomfort in every part of her body for the last few days. She’d avoided the touch of her boyfriend, citing a lack of trust and comfort that he was begrudgingly accepting as he tried his best to fix them. She hadn’t told him what happened, in fact she’d gone out of her way to hide it from him, still reeling from her choice to get back at him with the worst possible person she could have chosen. And she knew, on some level that maybe she’d taken advantage of her feelings for her, on a quest for revenge, but she hadn’t expected it to be like it was. She also hadn’t been expecting River to not answer when she finally did call. That had led her there, to his door, her hands clenched into fists at her sides as she watched him finally answer it. “You’re avoiding me.” She stated. No greeting, just that. “I told you I was gonna call. What? You just decided you didn’t care to answer?”

[felteverywhere]

closed starter for @creulintenticns

"why the fuck would you care who i sleep with? no, seriously, i'd love an answer."

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because tumblr hates our guts @pushingdxisies

dove didn't seem to understand where this conversation shifted from simple rehearsal to amelia making her feel like she was going to melt into the floor. she blinked rapidly, disarmed by even just the way the other girl said her name before she smiled awkwardly, still trying to play it off. "i mean..." the second amelia's hand directed her face, her attention was fully captured, her eyes widening as he stared back at her long time rival. was this some sort of mind game? dove pitifully thought she wasn't necessarily strong enough to brush past it or pull away. amelia was beautiful and commanding on a stage, but in this instance she'd never been more intimidating. dove's eyes remained on hers, the warmth in her cheeks becoming unbearable as a lump formed in her throat. her teeth sunk softly into her bottom lip, her thighs squeezing together as it became all too obvious what her answer was. she barely needed to say it, but it came out anyway, soft and timid: "yes." brown eyes flickered down for a moment, peering at amelia's lips shamelessly. "do you want me to?"