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elxctrics · 1 year ago
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the dupont family
“born of confusion and quiet collusion of which mostly i've known. a modern day woman with a weak constitution, 'cause i've got monsters still under my bed that i could never fight off.”
sterfanie josephina ‘steffy jo’ moreno-dupont (deceased, died in 2010 at age 58)
michael ‘mikey’ dupont (71 years old)
felicity dupont (25 years old)
tw: post partum depression, alcohol abuse, drug abuse, verbal abuse, death/overdose.
michael dupont was born in manchester, england to an english socialite for a mother and a french hotel mogul of a father. as their only son, his father had dreams of him taking over the family business after he passed, but mikey was never interested. a rebellious boy - he hated rules and school and anyone telling him what to do and dreamed of being someone that never had to be tied down or obligated to anyone. he was his father’s biggest disappointment and he had no problem letting him know that often. so, when he was sixteen years old, he decided that he was going to become a rockstar. he packed one bag, made his way to america at just sixteen years old and never looked back.
stefanie josephina moreno was born in havana, cuba to a single mother and a father that she never knew. growing up, she was simply known for being the most beautiful girl in havana and helped her mother pay rent by singing on the street for money. she spent her nights curled up by the little radio that her and her mother had in their tiny little apartment, listening to music and dreaming of being one of those girls on the radio. and her mother knew this dream of hers and knew that her voice was one that the world needed to hear. so she saved every penny she could, even going without food sometimes, and gifted the money to stefania on her sixteenth birthday - enough money for a ticket to america. she promised her she was going to become a star. she packed one bag, made her way to america at just sixteen years old and never looked back.
woodstock, 1969. it was the end of the sixties and while jimmy hendrix was shredding on the guitar, their eyes met in the crowd and that was the start of it all. if there was a textbook definition of ‘love at first sight’, it would have been the moment that they met. after the festival, they moved in together and began creating music, alongside a few friends they met along the way, formed a band called steffy jo and the six and almost overnight, became world wide rock and roll sensations. however, it wasn’t as glamorous as it seemed. because while they pumped out hit after hit and sold out tour after sold out tour, fame and fortune got to steffy and mikey’s heads in the worst ways - they were constantly at each other’s throats - whether it was creative differences or because steffy walked in on mikey with another girl...or girls or because mikey caught steffy kissing the drummer. their relationship was drug fueled, alcohol induced and incredibly toxic. but that didn’t stop them from marrying and playing the role of happy and in love when they were on stage together.
when steffy jo and mikey dupont were 45 years old in 1997, they already had 20 years of fame, scandals, sex, drugs and rock and roll under their belts. they had been touring with their band since the 70′s, traveling the world, selling out stadiums and living the true rockstar dream. they answered to no one and did whatever they wanted and even in their mid 40′s, they were just as messy as they were when they first started out. however, all of that came to a screeching halt when steffy jo found out she was pregnant.
steffy jo never wanted to be a mother and wanted to terminate the pregnancy as soon as she found out. but mikey was adamant that she keep the baby - that this baby was going to be proof that despite all of their make ups and breakups, that they were going to make it. and steffy was too much of a whimsical dreamer for her own good, and she believed every lie that mikey threw her way. steffy’s pregnancy was probably the only time that the couple was stable and on a cold and snowy evening, while their tour bus was driving through new york city after steffy jo and the six had played yet another sold out show at madison square garden, felicity stefanie dupont was born on the back of their tour bus, wrapped up in her mother’s infamous stage scarf until they made it to the hospital.
steffy jo went into shock shortly after felicity was born. the motherly instincts didn’t kick in and instead, she felt nothing but resentment for her little baby girl that had her eyes and couldn’t even stand to hold her, let alone look at her. it was then that she started turning to hard drugs to deal with what was obviously a severe case of post partum depression that she didn’t want to acknowledge or get treated. both she and mikey kept living their life as if felicity didn’t exist - pawning her off on nannies and whatever help was around instead of taking care of her themselves and simply using her as a prop when necessary to paint this false picture of a happy family in paparazzi pictures or magazine spreads. 
 throughout her entire childhood, felicity was raised on the road. however, the reality of what being a parent was something that the dupont’s never understood. they simply hired nanny after nanny to stay on the tour bus and in hotels with their young girl and they went back to their regularly scheduled programming of debauchery and fame, the promises that mikey had made to steffy about them being this perfect little family came crumbling down almost immediately. steffy never wanted to be a mother and if mikey was allowed to enjoy his freedom, so was she. felicity was too young to understand what was going on. her nanny would tell her tales of her parents being international superstars and that they were busy sharing their music with the world and she admired them for it, wanted to be just like them. in their rare sober moments, they’d take felicity to the studio and teach her all about music. the girl knew every instrument and had a voice that mirrored her mother’s. and her view of her parents was just as skewed as the view the rest of the world had of them. she adored them and wanted to be just like them, even though she spent her nights being locked away in the back of the tour bus by her nanny covering her ears so she didn't hear the sounds of them screaming and glass shattering.
when felicity was only eight years old, a years long affair that her father was having with a model was revealed, and the iconic mikey and steffy broke up for good and steffy jo and the six was no longer. mikey went on and basically completely abandoned felicity and steffy, starting his own solo career that was an immediate success, but steffy struggled. she attempted her own solo career, but drugs and depression completely took her over and she could barely even function and she didn’t want to, not even for the sake of her daughter because at the end of the day, felicity was the daughter that she never wanted. and through her drug fueled rage and nights of anger, she always made it be known to the girl that she was in fact, never wanted. she never showed her daughter any kind of warmth or empathy and she was always someone felicity feared. she dreaded moments that she was left alone with her because it meant that she had to take care of her - had to drag her off the floor and into bed or hold her hair as she threw up after a rough night out or force water down her throat when she was having a bad trip. and through all of this, felicity held onto the hope that one day, her mother would thank her, or even just love her a little bit. but she never did. and she never failed to make felicity feel like it was her fault that mikey left them.
it only took five years for steffy to succumb to her addiction. felicity found her dead in the motel they were living in at the time in 2010. she was out with her nanny that day and when they returned and found steffy jo unresponsive on the floor, felicity didn't even shed a single tear. she realized then and there that the woman she had hoped she'd become was just something she made up in her head and that her mother's love was something she'd never have and that she'd have no choice but to live the rest of her life with this giant hole in her heart that no one would be able to fill. felicity was sent off to live with her father. however, mikey wasn’t greeted with the big eyed little girl with flowers in her hair who loved music just as much as her parents, he was greeted with a girl who had nothing but hate in her heart for what her parents had put her through and a girl who had blamed him for all of it.
by fourteen years old, felicity had emancipated from her father and was living under the guardianship of her manager. she let go of any dreams that she had of music, not wanting to be anything like her parents and pursued a career in acting, wanting to prove to the world that she wasn't going to be a giant fuck up like them. it’s been eleven years since felicity has spoken to or seen her father but now that the man is 70 years old and he’s slowing down, he’s starting to feel the immensity of regret for everything he’s done. however, he can’t face felicity. because he had hurt her too much and looking at her reminds him of her mother, who’s death he blames himself for. so, he watches her from afar, wishing he would’ve done things differently.
as far as how felicity feels about her parents, she can’t imagine looking at a child and not wanting to give them anything but the best possible life. she has no empathy towards her father and while she used to feel the same about her mother, as she’s gotten older and has gone through similar substance abuse issues and the downfall of her own reputation after spending the first half of her career with a pristine image, she feels like she’s just starting to understand the woman she’ll never get to ask ‘why’ to. but perhaps some things are better left unknown.
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rxscss · 2 years ago
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debut single : a&w by felicity dupont
“i haven't done a cartwheel since i was nine i haven't seen my mother in a long, long time. i mean, look at me, look at the length of my hair, my face, the shape of my body. do you really think i give a damn what i do after years of just hearing them talking? call him up, come into my bedroom ended up, we fuck on the hotel floor . it's not about havin' someone to love me anymore. this is the experience of bein' an american whore.” (SONG HERE!)
after being snubbed by the academy and uninvited to the oscars for the first time in her eleven year career as an actress, felicity dupont has released a 7 minute rant track on oscar night where she seemingly addresses, for the first time, the public’s perception of her and responds to the hate she’s received, the world’s oversexualization of her and how she no longer cares if everyone views her as an ‘american whore’ as a direct response to the industry that had seemingly turned their back on her after the leak of her sex tape, deciding to make the message not so subliminal by releasing it on oscar night.
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rxscss · 2 years ago
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🧬💜☂️ ace x felicity
🧬ace - the first pic in her camera roll of him
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💜 ace - her fave pic of him
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☂️ace - her last pic of him
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@starcrs
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rxscss · 2 years ago
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( all ) who is the hottest person in la?
ANSWERS UNDER THE CUT !!
johnny: myself ophelia evans
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felicity: my girl mal or ford...or travis...
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bianca: jordana mother fucking kennedy aka the future mrs. jordana fucking kennedy-shafai
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jackson: what are we twelve? mallory.
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persephone: jordana, cookie & london, nothing compares to my girlies. except julain.
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brooke: this is a bloody ridiculous question. that smug idiot david...and valentine.
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bradley: london. london. london. london. london. london
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georgina: i <3 dilfs so julian, alastair, louie, dante, tony, alvie & daveed
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maverick: the word 'hot' is degrading...but isla & alabama have good facial symmetry or whatever.
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@fvkophelia @fvkford @brvkenhecrts @fvkmallory @stcrscrossed @fcklondon @fckdavid @shebloom @lgends @alcstair @fcklouie @kiwislices @turnedgold @exhalcdvibes @fckdaveed @hvpnotics
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rxscss · 2 years ago
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𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕜 𝟘𝟘𝟚 - '𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓶𝓽𝓿, 𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝔂 𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓫!"
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘥𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘵
she wanted to be as far from l.a as she possibly could while still being able to commute to work daily, so she figured malibu was a nice compromise. the second she walked into the little pink house on a dead end street, she knew it was hers. small and quaint compared to most california homes, with a flair of boho glam, felicity’s home is everything she ever dreamed of having as a child. it’s warm, colorful, bright and cozy. it’s her safe haven. she had never been a fan of luxury and instead, prefers to surround herself with things that make her smile. her favorite room is her office where she keeps her extensive record collection and instruments that she only feels comfortably playing when she’s alone.
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rxscss · 2 years ago
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𝓽𝓪𝓼𝓴 001. - 𝓯𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓭𝓾𝓹𝓸𝓷𝓽
“nice of you to show up sober.” hannah said to felicity with a raise of her brow, causing felicity to offer a roll of her eyes. the woman practically raised her, she was much more than a manager to her. but still, felicity couldn’t stand being spoken to like a child. being someone who barely had parents, she wasn’t exactly one who responded well to authority. “hey, enough with the ‘tude fee, alright? you just got cast in a movie again for the first time in a long time, i had to beg vogue to do this interview with you...don’t fuck it up. just be yourself....your old self.” hannah said giving felicity a raise of her brow as the camera crew knocked at the door. “go ahead, i’ll be in the kitchen.” she said, giving felicity’s shoulder a squeeze. and with that, she took a deep breath, squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, before turning on her heel and heading towards the door. “hey vogue, i’m felicity dupont. wanna come in?”
On a scale of 1-10, how excited are you about life right now?
"it’s kind of hard to put a number on it, you know? moods constantly change...life constantly changes. and i...took a break for a while, but i’m really excited to start making stuff again.” she said with a soft smile and a nod, although it was the furthest thing from the truth.
Describe yourself in a hashtag?
"#tryingmybest.”
If you could do a love scene with anyone, who would it be?
she couldn’t help the slightest roll of her eyes at the question, wondering if it was a dig at the release of her sex tape. “it’s 2022, i think it’s about time we start equating the value of women’s work in film to the men they have to be intimate with on camera, don’t you?”
If your life was a musical, what would the marquee say?
“a musical? i don’t know maybe ‘one night only,’ i’m not exactly a fan of having my life put on public display.”
What’s one thing people don’t know about you?
"people probably don’t know that i can play 8 instruments - guitar, drums, piano, violin, saxophone, flute, harp and the cello. let’s just say i had a lot of down time in empty studios as a kid.”
What’s your wakeup ritual?
would she give her real wake up ritiual? absolutely not, especially since it usually consisted of taking care of whatever hangover she had. “i like to be active first thing in the morning. go for a run or a swim depending on the weather and really get the blood flowing. but other than that the routine itself differs every day.”
What’s your go to bed ritual?
another one she’d have to lie about. the last thing she needed to admit was how much sleeping alone terrified her and how she much rather fill her bed with a stranger. “i’m not really a fan of all that fancy skincare stuff or having a twenty step routine, as long as my sheets are clean and my room is cold, i’m out like a light within seconds.”
What’s your favorite time of day?
"i like between two to three in the morning in california. if you go down to the beach when all the city lights are out, you can see the stars.”
Dream country to visit?
"norway to see the northern lights.”
What’s the biggest surprise you’ve had?
"probablyt when i won my first oscar for girl, interrupted. it was such a risky role that was out of my comfort zone and i was just beyond honored to be recognized for it.”
Comfy shoes or dress shoes?
"comfy, always.”
Vintage or new?
"vintage, always. more than half of my closet is from the thrift store.”
Who do you want to write your obituary?
"well, that’s a dark thought. i would hope it would be someone i care about...so maybe my manager hannah or mallory.”
Style icon?
"jane birkin. no one can do casual cool as good as she did.”
What are three things you can’t live without?
“my guitar, my journal and mallory and hadley...we’re gonna count that as one because they’re a package deal.”
What’s one ingredient you put in everything?
"i’m not much of a cook, but when i do i’m notorious for oversalting.”
What 3 people living or dead would you like to make dinner for?
she would have loved to say her mom, maybe in another life if they had had a relationship before she died, that would’ve been her answer. but she was truly the last person she ever wanted to see. “amy winehouse, sylvia plath and marilyn monroe. i feel like there’s a lot that can be learned from some of history’s most misunderstood and overly-judged women.”
What’s your biggest fear in life?
she had a million fears, she was practically riddled in them. of dying miserable and alone like her mother, of never being loved, of not being capable of feeling love herself, of never being good enough. but those were all things she would kept to herself. she was trying to show that she was fine, right? “what was that cheesy quote from a cinderella story? never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.”
Window or aisle seat?
"always window.”
What’s your current TV obsession?
"i’ve been into really goofy comfort shows lately - arrested development, it’s always sunny in philadelphia, that 70′s show, all the classics.”
Favorite app?
"nowadays, i really try to limit my screentime as much as possible.”
Secret talent?
"well i mentioned i play eight instruments before, so i guess that would be it.”
Most adventurous thing you’ve done in your life?
"i wouldn’t say anything i’ve done could be categorized as adventurous...yet, that is. i’d love to take a year or two off and just fall off the grid and just travel the world and see everything that i haven’t.”
How would you define yourself in three words?
she really only had negative things to say about herself lately, but she’d keep it neutral for vogue. “hard working, resilient and...empathetic.” she said with a soft nod.
Favorite piece of clothing you own?
"i have this vintage 1972 leather jacket i found at a yard sale about a decade ago and i’ve literally worn the absolute crap out of it, but i’ll never, ever get rid of it.”
Must have clothing item everyone should have?
"a really, really good pair of jeans. there’s nothing better than a good vintage pair of levis.”
Superpower you would want?
"invisibility.”
What’s inspiring you in life right now?
"i’m still looking for it, but i’ll be sure to let you know when it comes.”
Best piece of advice you’ve received?
"probably that everyone looks out for themselves and that you have to have your own back, especially in this business.”
Best advice you’d give your teenage self?
she thought back to her teenage self for a moment - the girl who began hustling to become an actress at just fourteen years old, who had emancipated from her father and was trying to build a life all by herself with no parents, no guidance from anyone except the people she paid. she had always been alone. and her teenage self would be so disappointed in what she allowed her life to turn into after how hard she had worked. “i...uh...i don’t know. i think i would just give her a hug.” she choked out quietly, clearing her throat. “next question, please.”
A book that everyone should read?
“let that shit go by bruna nessif.”
What would you like to be remembered for?
"i would hope to be remembered for making an impact or a difference in a good way, even if it’s just on one person’s life.”
How do you define beauty?
“looks come and go, i think real beauty is in people’s souls.”
What do you love most about your body?
"i love that it’s been through a lot and it’s still able to carry me every single day.”
Best way to take a rest/decompress?
“a nice bubble bath and playing guitar.”
Favorite place to view art?
"i love going down to venice and seeing all the street art. sure, it’s one thing to see it in a museum. but to see real people, creating something out of nothing is much more inspiring to me.”
If your life were a song, what would the title be?
she wouldn’t admit that she had already written a song that she deemed to be the anthem of her life when she was going through the worst of her scandal. music and her love for singing was certainly not something she wanted to share in fear of comparison to her mother. “i don’t know, maybe something like “shit happens.” because well...shit happens, right?”
If you could master one instrument, what would it be?
“i know a lot of them so i’m not sure...maybe an accordion? bag pipes?”
If you had a tattoo, where would it be?
“i’m not sure, i’m really indecisive, i couldn’t imagine having something on my body forever.”
What is your favorite animal?
"ladybugs.”
What’s your spirit animal?
"a butterfly. they’re always changing and growing.”
Best gift you’ve ever received?
"hannah got me this locket for my fifteenth birthday.” she said with a soft smile, pulling at the small gold heart around her neck as she looked towards the kitchen at hannah before back at the cameras. “it was the first nice piece of jewelry that anyone’s every gotten for me, so definitely that.”
Best gift you’ve ever give?
"probably hadley’s first birthday. i filled mallory’s living room to the brim with presents. but definitely the best one had to be the little guitar i got her. i can’t wait to teach her how to use it one day. “
What’s your favorite board game?
"i never really played boardgames...so what’s the basic answer everyone gives? monopoly?”
What’s your favorite color?
"red.”
Least favorite color?
"is it weird to say i don’t have a least favorite?”
Where do you feel most at peace?
“ at the beach at night.”
What’s your favorite thing to do in your time off?
"travel to a place i’ve never been to before.”
What’s your hair-care routine?
"wash it? i don’t know, i don’t do anything special. i’m a very low maintenance gal. i don’t have the patience for all that stuff.”
Pilates or yoga?
"neither, i’m more into running.”
Coffee or tea?
"depends on my mood, but usually coffee.”
What’s the weirdest word in the English language?
"probably bologna. because it has no business rhyming with ‘pony’ and being spelt like that.”
Dark chocolate or milk chocolate?
"is both an option?”
Stairs or elevator?
"escalator. best of both worlds.”
Summer or winter?
"fall and spring. i’m more of a happy-medium person.”
You are stuck on an island, you can have only three things with you. What are those things?
“a nice island get away? just give me a comfy place to sleep and some good food and that’s all i need. maybe my guitar to keep me occupied, too.”
What are your phobias?
"the dark...i always need some kind of light on when i go to sleep.”
A skill you’re working on mastering?
"patience.”
Best thing to happen to you this year?
"still waiting for it. but we’ve still got a few weeks left, don’t we?”
Worst thing to happen to you this year?
"i think tmz can answer that one.”
Best compliment you’ve ever received?
“i once had a casting director say i reminded him of lauren bacall. and she was one of my favorites when i was teaching myself about film, so that was really special to me.”
Favorite smell?
"sandalwood and pine.”
Hugs or kisses?
"hugs.”
If you made a documentary, what would it be about?
"the mistreatment of women in the entertainment industry and the misogyny they have to face on a daily.”
Last piece of content you consumed that made you cry?
"i read a script recently that i really loved. i didn’t get the role...but the film seems like it’s going to be beautiful.”
Going out or staying in?
"going out.”
Sweet or savory?
“sweet”
Celebrity crush?
"what are we twelve?”
How you know you’re in love?
"i’ve never been really in love before, but i like to think that you know when you are when you just...i don’t know, feel safe, i guess.”
Song you can listen to on repeat?
"stairway to heaven, led zeppelin.”
If you could switch lives with someone for a day who would it be?
"probably someone completely and totally normal. i’d love to know what it’s like to just be a regular person who can go grocery shopping or can hang out in a cafe.”
What are you most excited about at this time in your life?
"new beginnings.”
Your go to for having a good laugh?
"athena sinclair, always.”
Your affirmation for today?
"take it one day at a time. that’s all any of us can do. tomorrow isn’t guaranteed anyway, right?”
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elxctrics · 5 months ago
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𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓯𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓭𝓾𝓹𝓸𝓷𝓽
𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : laurel canyon, california 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞 : 1.9 million dollars 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 : 2015
when felicity was just a little girl, the only person in the world she had to look up to was her god mother, stevie nicks. she remembered one photoshoot in particular of hers where she shot in this dreamy cabin that seemed like it was in some fairytale land. when she was eighteen years old, moving out of her manager, everly's home, she saw the house from that exact photoshoot on the market, she knew it was meant to be.
small but mighty, the home built in 1961 feels like it's from a different time, nestled in the heart of los angeles' infamous laurel canyon neighborhood, where creativity and music flourished in the 1970's. the home is surrounded by outdoor decks and exposed to nature, with the inside of the house full of endless rich wood details and stained glass accents. although it's located in the heart of los angeles, it immediately feels like an effortless retreat away from the craziness of hollywood, with old magic and charm in every nook and cranny of this home.
(full picture directory here!!)
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elxctrics · 1 year ago
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[📸] ---- felicity + jade .
📸 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢'𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 : 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢���𝐠 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐬
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elxctrics · 1 year ago
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[😔] ---- felicity + jade .
☎️𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚍 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 : 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐞 {𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰}
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"hey....i broke up with ayaz. i...i don't know why, i don't know what got into me he just...he told me he loved me and i freaked out and i just left. i thought i could do the whole normal thing, you know? i thought i wasn't anything like them, but maybe i am...how do you do it? i mean you and ford just...seem so happy. and i thought i was happy too, but it didn't feel like enough...and i don't know what will. anyway, i'm just going to stay at mal's. i'll see you soon, bye."
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elxctrics · 1 year ago
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🎸 : travisty .
🎸𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 : 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬
cinnamon girl by lana del rey felicity dupont {eventually}
"there's things i wanna say to you but i'll just let you live. like if you hold me without hurting me. you'll be the first who ever did"
you by miley cyrus
"i got some baggage, let do some damage. i am not made for no horsey and carriage. you know i'm savage, but you're looking past it. i want that late-night sweet magic, that forever-lasting love, but only if it's with you."
what about love? by banks bristol decker
"i belong to no one, you belong to someone else but, maybe if we just rewind the tape. give me one more chance to show you baby, maybe if you just realized what we could be. maybe if you just relearned my name. what about the life that we could make? we could grow older. what about love?"
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elxctrics · 1 year ago
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🥱 : fee x trav .
☎️ 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚢 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 : 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬
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"i guess you're sleeping, i know it's late. i couldn't sleep and i....just figured it would probably be easier if you were here. but tomorrow's another day, right? goodnight, trav."
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elxctrics · 1 year ago
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📸 - Ford & Fee
📸 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢'𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 : 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧
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elxctrics · 1 year ago
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[felicity] ✰
✰ - … My muse’s best friend ; mallory wells
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you're the closest thing to family that i've ever known. since i was sixteen years old, you're all that i've had, the only person i have to lean on, to depend on. everyone else is gone. and i'm scared that one day, you'll be gone, too. i don't tell you things anymore, because you have enough on your plate, you have a whole other person to look after, a person who deserves to be surrounded by nothing but the best. and i'm not the best, i'm far from it. you're the closest thing to family that i've ever known, but family's always left me.
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elxctrics · 1 year ago
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aperol spritz & piña colada - for felicity.
[ piña colada ]  how do they show affection?
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she's never been an overtly affectionate person (unless drunk), but one of the few ways in which she does is if she shares her music with you. not many people have heard her sing, let alone know that she has hundreds of notebooks filled with lyrics she's written over the years, so if she shares that with you, you must be someone special.
{aperol was anwered for her already}
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elxctrics · 1 year ago
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FELICITY / [ aperol spritz ]  which is one thing they still think about a lot?
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"i think a lot about my younger self...and how much i'm letting her down."
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elxctrics · 1 year ago
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(for whoever!) describe your dream proposal scenario.
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"marriage is a social construct that deludes people into thinking that because they're bound together by law, they belong to each other when in reality, fifty percent of marriages end in divorce and twenty five percent of all married people have cheated on their spouses and people don't belong to people. so i'll pass on the whole proposal thing."
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