#kendall summers — musings.

[feninina]

𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙖’𝙨 𝙗𝙗𝙜𝙨 ༉‧₊˚.⁀➷

my muses

༘⋆@. ꒱ kendall roy.

༘⋆@. ꒱ roman roy.

༘⋆@. ꒱ one direction boys.

༘⋆@. ꒱ shiv roy.

༘⋆@. ꒱ thimothée chalamet: laurie, lee, nic, kyle.

༘⋆@. ꒱ cillian murphy: himself, tommy shelby, raymond leon, neil lewis, jonathan crane, jackson rippner, j. robert oppenheimer, robert fischer, emmett, tom buckley, kitty braden.

༘⋆@. ꒱ five seconds of summer.

༘⋆@. ꒱ jesse pinkman.

༘⋆@. ꒱ lalo salamanca.

༘⋆@. ꒱ nacho varga.

༘⋆@. ꒱ saul goodman / jimmy mcgill.

༘⋆@. ꒱ anakin skywalker.

༘⋆@. ꒱ adam stanheight-faulkner.

༘⋆@. ꒱ peter strahm.

༘⋆@. ꒱ mark hoffman.

༘⋆@. ꒱ amanda young.

༘⋆@. ꒱ klaus hargreeves.

༘⋆@. ꒱ evan peters: himself, tate langdon, kit walker, kai anderson, jimmy darling.

༘⋆@. ꒱ society of the snow cast. (mostly enzo)

༘⋆@. ꒱ stray kids. (mostly hyunjin)

༘⋆@. ꒱ tom hardy: himself, alphie solomons, eames, reggie kray, tommy colton, eddie brock.

༘⋆@. ꒱ brad pitt: tyler durden, cliff booth, joe black, benjamin button, achilles, jack conrad, david mills.

༘⋆@. ꒱ jacob elordi: himself, nate jacobs, felix catton, him as elvis.

༘⋆@. ꒱ barry keoghan: himself, oliver quick.

༘⋆@. ꒱ reneé rapp: herself, regina george, leighton murray.

(it’s a long list i’m so sorry)

𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧

･῾༘⋆ ⩩ ꜞ i am comfortable writing fluff, nsfw, age gaps, dark themes, violence and i think that for the dark themes it’ll depend on the character, but i will put warnings anyways. however i won’t use slurs, i won’t write about dd/lg and some specific kinks.

･῾༘⋆ ⩩ ꜞ estoy cómoda escribiendo fluff, nsfw, age gaps, temas turbios, violencia y creo q para los temas turbios obviamente dependerá del personaje, pero pondré advertencias de todos modos. de cualquier forma, no usaré slurs, no escribiré dd/lg y algunos fetiches en específico.

[tomfoolies]

selfshiptober: tomja edition days 6-8

MADE IT IN TIME!!!! these were all written in the past... 3-ish hours LMAO (so much for writing one every day...) but i don't think they're half bad, even if a very mixed bag! very much enjoying this practise and the way i get to explore both moments i have thought about a lot and those that have come to me while writing!!

6. haunted

They manage to sneak inside just as Ewan starts his speech. Sonja's certain the man notices them, standing out from the rest. The painfully conspicuous duo, out of place even now — especially now. She definitely feels like an outsider looking in, witnessing something she doesn't want to see and yet cannot look away from.

A twist of compassion for Roman's endeavour turns quickly into a distanced sting of dread when Kendall speaks. She spares Tom a glance just as Shiv takes her place at the lectern.

He has that look in his eyes. When he's not sure who he's supposed to be, what he's supposed to think.

There is grief in the air, definitely. Unexpressed and badly expressed care and love. But beneath it, an undercurrent of something much deeper, much older than this novel sorrow — she doesn't have the words to expand upon it. She can only feel it, and be certain everyone else feels it too.

She takes in the crowd and almost marvels at the hold a single person can have, over so many people.

7. rain

The skies have opened up at some point during their dinner. The sharp rumbling of the downpour hits the restaurant's awning that's shielding them from the worst of it. Water is already gathering into pools on the pavement and rushing wherever gravity takes it.

Tom's about to step back inside, but instead of showing signs of similar thinking Sonja starts to rummage through her bag instead. She hands him her umbrella.

"You said the car's gonna be here any minute now," she says, like they're being faced with a delightful summer drizzle and not a full-on torrent.

Huddled beneath the umbrella he feels the water dripping down on his shoulders; he doesn't want to know the state his shoes are in. Sonja's body pressed against his radiates familiar, comfortable warmth, a stark contrast from the cold around them. The usually busy street around them is now eerily empty, and for a moment it feels like they're the only people in the world; something he finds surprisingly charming.

He savors the feeling of their shared solitude until their ride finally appears from around the corner, just as the cloudburst starts to retreat.

8. swim

Despite the overcast weather, the air is mellow and the breeze runs warm. The Mediterrarian Sea laps at her feet as she stands on the water's edge, comfortably cool and inviting, beckoning her to delve deeper, but she refuses to give into it.

The thought of returning back to the yacht from their little daytrip makes the anxiety rush back into her, flooding her with thoughts and premonitions and possible scenarios. The most unrealistic ones still manage to feel perfectly viable in the moment; nothing is off the table with these people, she has learned. She's in that headspace that she will count getting back to New York without having walked the plank as a very successful victory.

Tom's deep thought in as well. Either overly anxious or surprisingly calm; she can't quite read his expression, both pensive and vacant. When she comes to stand next to him, he gives her a once-over before directing his gaze back to the water.

"We should come back here sometime," he muses, but there's surprising assurance in his voice that turns the suggestion into an ultimatum. "Just the two of us."

She makes sure to stay calm, so he can't hear her unease. "I'd like that."

[scribefindegil]

[Ask Game] Writing Patterns

I was tagged by @marypsue

Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern.

"Mob yawned." (A Haunted Home, MP100)

"Kendall/MIT Katie hisses out an annoyed little sigh as she elbows her way onto the subway car." ('Neath the Streets of Boston, Charlie On The MTA)

"There is a thread." (Instrument, Pentiment)

"Summer was coming." (Through All Your Creatures, Pentiment)

"Mathieu did not consider himself to be an optimistic man." (Omnia Sperat, Omnia Sustinat, Pentiment)

"On a warm November night, Tsubomi found herself wandering downtown towards the Divine Tree, caught up in the crush of the crowd, to see what all the fuss was about–" (The Brassica Heresy, MP100)

"You’re four, and when you come running downstairs the kitchen smells like sugar and citrus and warmth." (Candles, MP100)

"Sing to me Muse, O, sing of the boy who was named for a goddess Bright-eyed, raven-haired Artemis, cunning in words and in actions How he won lustrous, coveted gold from the nymphs and the satyrs Seeking to use it to find and to rescue his sea-stranded father." [Okay okay I'm cheating bc I have a whole pseudo-academic introduction to this fic but. The dactyls are more fun. Behold them.] (Artemis Phaulos, or, Kolpher's Artemisead, Artemis Fowl)

"The cool winter sunlight falls through the narrow windows of the room, casting bright lines across the plastic sheeting they’ve taped down to the floor." (As the Walls Close In, MP100)

"After Claw’s thwarted attempt at world domination, life in Seasoning City began the slow but inevitable slide back towards normalcy." (In Case Of Emergency, MP100)

Okay it's very funny to me seeing how short a bunch of these are given that I feel like a hallmark of my writing is that I do not know how to shut up, but I do like a punchy opening line! And simple, scene-setting declaratives. And dactyls.

Fandom-wise this was more of a spread than I was expecting because I'd forgotten how many things I wrote for exchanges at the end of the year. (Highlight of those is the Charlie fic which was written in like 2 hours while unspeakably exhausted right before the Yuletide deadline but which still brings me great delight.)

Not tagging anyone bc I feel like I've seen most of my fic-writing mutuals get tagged already, but feel free to steal if you so desire!

[thewondermentofillustration]

Muses She plays her harp by hidden rills, The sweet shy Muse who dwells In secret hollows of the hills, And green untrodden dells.

Her voice is as the voice of streams That under myrtles glide; Our Kendall saw her face in dreams, And loved her till he died.

At times, by some green-eyelashed pool, She lies in slumber deep; Her slender hands are white and cool As are the hands of sleep.

And when the sun of Summer flaunts His fire the hills along, She keeps her secret sunless haunts, And sings a shadowy song.

She weaves a wild, sweet magic rune, When. o'er the tree-tops high, The silver sickle of the moon Shines in a rose-grey sky.

But in the dawn, the soft red dawn, When fade the stars above, She walks upon a shining lawn, And sings the song of love. -- poem by Victor J. Daley (1858 – 1905), illustration by Benjamin Edwin Minns (1863-1937), The Lone Hand, Vol. 1, No. 4 (1st August 1907)

[morrisxn02]

{HARRIS DICKINSON, 21, MALE, HE/HIM} Is that EDWARD MORRISON? A JUNIOR originally from MANHATTAN. They’re THE PROUD ELITE on campus, but even they could get blamed for Greer’s disappearance. 

tl;dr: eddie responsible, pragmatic, methodic but he is also frustrated that he still hasn’t found his path in life and is too scared to live life the way he wants to without disappointing his family. i feel like, right now, he’s at this crossroads where he wants to be young and find his path and have fun, but he is too scared this will put all the great things he has in jeopardy.

-– the basics:

full name: edward rufus morrison nicknames: ed, eddie, rufus (if you want to annoy him) + whatever your muse desires age: 21 birthday: march 13th, 2002 birthplace: new york city, new york major: computer science + literature gender: cisgender male sexuality: bisexual

stats - pinterest board - playlist - wanted connections

multimedia character inspirations:

henry winter (the secret history), dickie greenleaf (ripley - 2024), julian fromme (these violent delights), art donaldson (challengers), declan lynch and richard gansey iii (the raven cycle/the dreamer trilogy), kendall and shiv roy (succession), logan dellos (westworld), nate archibald (gossip girl), mahdi (blocco 181)

background:

middle child of the morrison family;

grew up as the family's perfect little golden boy;

his parents always deposited in him the expectations of one day taking on the family business;

was always sort of a conflict mediator at home, which is one of the reasons why his parents love him so much;

always enjoyed reading and studying;

didn't have any big issues growing up aside from sporadic ideological conflicts with his parents;

spent a year in france as a part of an exchange program in high school;

personality:

kind of nihilistic;

matured way too early so he kind of just wants to be young and dumb for a while but will not allow himself to be happy bc he feels like being his dad's ideal of a man is more important;

very creative and artistic;

on the outside he's a conformist, on the inside he's super liberal. he refrains from dabbling in politics, though bc as aware as he can be abt his privilege, he would never give up the nice things he has;

roy-siblings coded: he will do anything to impress an unloving parent because there's no drug more powerful than parental validation

can be very practical when he needs to be, but is usually very much the opposite

he is very VERY lost in life, very frustrated, very unhappy, thinks he's trowing his life away and regrets like 75% of his life choices;

he can be a bit selfish and narcissistic;

thinks he's smarter than everyone;

cannot muster up the courage to confront his family about anything so he can often be found looking forlornly at the horizon wondering abt everything his life could have been;

headcanons

fatally allergic to hornets. he WILL die if he gets stung

loves videogames;

kind of an art/history nerd;

annoying film-bro that carries a mubi tote around and has a criterion channel subscription (also hit him up if you want to borrow any criterion collective exclusive releases);

would have been an actor in another life. LOVES shakespeare;

eddie is kind of closeted with his bisexuality, mostly bc he feels like his parents might start looking at him differently (a few ppl know and he doesn't make a point of hiding it but he won't openly label himself as queer, it's a weird thing but you know where i'm going with this right)

also LOVES winter sports like and is an amazing tennis player but doesn't care much about other sports;

mildly near-sighed

slightly allergic to polyester (as per a collective gc decision lmao)

other tropes: princely young man, gentleman snarker, byronic hero.

RELATIONSHIP TO GREER: Most of his life, Greer was like a best friend inside of their home. Someone with whom he shared most of his fondest memories, like summers in the Hamptons, Christmases in the Alps, and Halloweens at Disney World. Yet, when you grow up in a Succession-esque household, there are certain unspoken rules about loyalty and comradery. Siblinghood was always a game – fun, for the most part, but competitive and always marred by the inevitable awareness that there was always a great deal at stake and that one could end up finding himself on the losing side. Luckily, for most of their lives, the Unfavorite gracefully assumed that position – which neither he, nor Greer ever questioned. But Edward knew that there were always boundaries to his relationship with the golden girl, there were secrets to be kept from her, lies to be told to appease her, because he knew – as his twin did – that Greer would gladly throw any of them under a bus coming in at full speed if she knew that would expand her advantage in their parents’ rankings.

HOW THEY EMBODY THEIR SKELETON TROPE: The linen shirts, the tailored suits and the cashmere sweaters attest to his love of all things fine and luxurious. Edward is the stereotypical Barbie of northeastern rich men: his favorite sport is skiing; he loves a good glass of premium aged scotch; and his go-to Holiday getaway is quick trip to Europe. All this privilege makes him a little out of touch with reality. Sometimes he just doesn’t get the so-called “small pleasures of life”. And all this luxury at his full disposal might make him appear a little too self-assured. He doesn’t do it out of malice or hatred of the less privileged, though, he just loves his life too much not to be all-in in it… 

EXTRACURRICULAR ACTIVITIES: tennis, sailing, writing club, fencing club

[lcstinfantasy]

below the cut is a list of all the muses on this blog. some will have more information than others. this is a mixture of oc and canon characters.

CANON CHARACTERS

hayley james - 18-30 - fc: bethany joy lenz - one tree hill

lydia martin - 23-33 - fc: holland roden - teen wolf

lucas scott- 18- 30-: fc: chad michael murray - one tree hill

brooke davis - 18-30 -  fc: sophia bush - one tree hill

stu matcher - 18-30 - fc: matthew lillard - scream (1996)

tatum riley - 18- 30 - fc: rose mcgowan - scream (1996)

Eli Hale - 18 - fc: Vince Mattis (son of derek hale and stiles stilinski) - teen wolf

john b routledge - 18-21- fc: chase stokes - outer banks

sarah cameron - 18-21 - fc: madelyn cline - outer banks

rafe cameron - 20-23 - fc: drew starkey - outer banks

steve harrington - 19/20 - fc: joe keery - stranger things

eddie munson - 20 - fc: joseph quinn - stranger things

nancy wheeler - 18 - fc: natalia dyer - stranger things

chrissy cunningham - 18 - fc: grace van dien  - stranger things

robin buckley - 18 - fc: maya hawke - stranger things

joyce byers - 44 - fc: winona ryder - stranger things

max mayfield - 15/16 - sadie sink - stranger things

Carol Perkins - 18/19 - fc: talia ryder - stranger things

jonathan byers - 18 - fc: charlie heaton - stranger things

tara carpenter - 19 - fc: jenna ortega - scream

sara carpenter - 25/26 - fc: melissa barrera - scream

ethan landry - 19 - fc: jack champion - scream

quinn bailey -19 - fc: liana liberato - scream

dom torretto -verse dependent - fc: vin diesel - fast and furious

jokob torretto - verse dependent -fc: john cena, young fc: finn cole - fast and furious

taylor jewel - 18 - fc: rain spencer - the summer i turned pretty

billy loomis - verse dependent - fc: skeet ulrich - scream (1996)

campbell eliot - 18-20 - fc: toby wallace - the society

sam eliot - 18-20 - fc: sean berdy - the society

allie pressman - 18-20 - fc: kathryn newton - the society

abel teller - 26 - fc: austin butler -soa

thomas teller - 22 - fc: finn cole -soa

isaac lahey - 19-33 - fc: daniel sharman - teen wolf

erica reyes - 19-33 - werewolf- sabrina carpenter

micheal jeffery lane • 28-40 (verse dependent) • fc: channing tatum - magic mike

OC CHARACTERS

sage thomspon -25- fc: madelyn cline - fandomless

juniper thomspon - 23 - fc: katie douglas - fandomless

hope whittemore - 18-23 - fc: zoe colletti - teen wolf

noah armstrong - 26 -fc: theo james -fandomless

eric armstrong - 22 - fc: chase stokes - not open to other rudy pankow fcs -fandomless

bree armstrong - 24 - fc: ella purnell -fandomless

katherine bell - 26 (300+ vampire) - fc: madelaine petsch -fandomless

elijah moran - 22 - fc: gavin casalegno - fandomless

ethan moran - 23 - fc: christopher briney -fandomless

naya gomez - 28 -fc:  priscilla quintana - teen wolf

matthew evans - 25 - fc: cody christian - teen wolf

daniel james - 24 - fc: daniel sharman- teen wolf

kendall floyd - 22-25 - fc: madison bailey - teen wolf

joseph taylor - 25-28- fc: daniel ezra- teen wolf

kira huges - 21-24 - fc: josephine langford- teen wolf

kai coleman  - 27-30 - fc:oliver stark - teen wolf

hanna pittman  - 20-23 - fc: samantha logan - teen wolf

miko young - 21-25 - fc: evan mock - fandomless

jasper wooley - 21-26 - fc: thomas doherty - fandomless

eden wolfe - 21-26 - fc: emily alyn lind - fandomless

sterling herrman - 21-27 - fc: jeremy allen white - fandomless

pete warner - 22-26 - fc: cameron monaghan - fandomless

dixie adams - 27-30 - fc: emmy rossum - fandomless

lily danberry - 21 (80 vampire) - fc: nina dobrev - tvd/teen wolf

julia danberry - 21 (80 werewolf) - fc: nina dobrev - tvd/teen wolf

nick danberry - 21 (80 witch) - fc: dylan o’brien - tvd/teen wolf

davina davidson - 24 - fc: danielle campbell - fandomless

hayley davidson - 28 - fc: phoebe tonkin - fandomless

madison lewis - 21-25 - fc: maddie phillips - ahs/teen wolf

russel lewis - 20-24 - fc: nolan gerard funk - ahs/teen wolf

talon lewis  - 19-23 - fc: melissa benoist- ahs/teen wolf

tatum lewis - 19-23 - fc: cody fern- ahs/teen wolf

dani sanchez - 24-26 - fc: alexa demie - fandomless

maya sanchez - 21-24 - fc: camila mendes - fandomless

celeste lovegood - 24-26 - fc: ana de armas- fandomless

samuel johnson - 23-25 - fc: jacob elordi - fandomless

paisley johnson - 25-29 - fc: victoria pedretti - fandomless

nate felix - 21-25 - fc: drew starkey - fandomless

andy darnell - 19-22 - fc: michael provost - fandomless

astrid sullivan - 20-25 - fc: sydney sweeney - fandomless

carter ramsey - 36 - fc: jensen ackles - fandomless

willow anderson - 19 - fc: alycia debnam-carey

ivy greene - 22 - fc: halston sage - outer banks

Nate Felix  stranger things verse

Dakota Roth - 28 - fc: bill skarsgård - stranger things 

wesley henson -  - fc: jonathan daviss - fandomless

roxanne roca - 28 - fc: camila morrone - fandomless

jolene devin cooper - 24 - fc: madison iseman - fandomless

colby ireland roberts - 24 - maia mitchell - fandomless

myles james boyce - 26 - alex roe - fandomless

kyro javier gomez - 23-26 - taylor zakhar perez - fandomless

Dalton Winter Richmann - 29 - josh hutcherson

Shepard Knight Richmann - 40 - hugh dancy

vincenza "vince" lucciano - 30 - Michele Morrone

wren nicole caruso - 42 - morena baccarin

james oliver alexander - 25 - william moseley

elinor brooke henderson - 19 - olivia welch

rowan grey - 20-30 -avan jogia

alfie reynolds - 24 - 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐳𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫

reign grey - 18-20 - lola  tung

dillon combs -19-25 - nicole wallace

gunner kyle hudson • 21-25 • college football • fc: brian altemus

ayla aslan • 23 • college student/royalty • fc: afra saracoglu

ariana "arie" berry • 22-24 • retail worker • fc: maia reficco

oliver 'ollie' greyson - pogue/bartender -18-24 - fc: julio pena

henley madison dinozzo - kook/honorary party girl - 19-25 - fc: adelaide kane

kaleb owens - 26 - ranch handler fc: noah lalonde

noah owens - 23 - ranch handler - fc: ashby gentry

luke owens - 40 - ranch handler - fc: nathan parsons

dallas marie archer - 23 - store clerk - fc: grace van patten

test muses/by request:

faye rainee munson -tba - alice pagani

asher poe munson - tba - belmont cameli

milo michael larson - tba - damian hardung

fallon marie larson - tba - angourie rice

declan felix larson - tba - corey fogelmanis

adeline blair cameron - tba - amalia williamson

davina claire - verse dependent - danielle campbell

tate langdon - verse dependent - evan peters

christopher mckay - 19-22- Algee Smith

dean winchester - verse dependent - jensen ackles

[alicetiermes]

NYFW: BRIEFLY, EVERYTHING

27 September 2015. By ALICE PYLYPENKO. For The Genius Trash.

Falls, spikes, and scuffs. Not only descriptive of a good night outing in New York City, this is a rundown of what went down on the runways at New York fashion week.

Backstage at Diane von Furstenberg SS16, NYC. Courtesy of Paolo Musa.

Unique ways to showcase clothes are taking over. Is it a revival of emotive, spectacle runways of the 80s? The business of fashion has been 'all work no play', it should come as no surprise that designers rebel against the tired linear runway.

Opening Ceremony

Opening Ceremony has been championing unconventional shows for years. This season, OC scared a few of its front-row guests when models began to fall.

A few kindly reached to help the fallen, but were surprised by even more graceful tumbles. What followed was a perfect collaboration of different arts mediums, dance and design, that is.

Models spiralled into dancing sequence down the catwalk, revealing that many amongst the walking were members of the New York City Ballet.

Opening Ceremony SS16 runway. Courtesy of Getty Images.

The clothes were exquisitely business casual in a way only fashion-business can be. Fringed skirts, knee-grazing dresses and wide silk trousers are to arm for the humid and hectic city, coming spring and summer 2016.

Rag & Bone

Rag & Bone kept to its urban doctrine. Like Opening Ceremony, the brand caters to the girl that doesn't dress for the boys.

Slip dresses reaching past the knee were paired with sneakers and heavy jackets obscured any possible outline of the torso. There was a very fetching navy playsuit. In the white, black and navy blue palette, Rag & Bone is a reliable uniform for the cool, calm, and collected with an edge.

Rough textiles and wide silhouettes dominated the collection. Chunky knitwear was the stylish solution for early spring temperatures. And of course, Rag & Bone's signature bomber jackets made a comeback.

Backstage Rag & Bone SS16. Photography by Paolo Musa.

There is a distinct sense that costume and personal aesthetic are being hungered for again. A costume as uniform unique to the individual, physically displaying their personality. At Rag & Bone, it is a palpable lean away from form-accentuating basics, bling and bedazzle which dominated the 2000's. Instead, the brand is giving a chic embrace to indie sleaze subculture.

Givenchy

Try pyjamas and lingerie as workwear. Don't be intimidated, Givenchy is making a case that sleepwear with a blazer on top is boss.

Givenchy SS16 runway. Courtesy Vogue.com.

Although it was Ready-to-Wear, a lot of the looks at Givenchy featured Couture-worthy opulence and craftsmanship. Nightgowns and silk robes galore, designer Ricardo Tisci said he was aiming to marry the bridal gown and tuxedo.

I took a trip down the very beautiful Givenchy + Tisci memory lane. Textured gowns, fringed dressed (now brought back with actual hair), and gradient feathers were a staple of the designer's tenure since about 2013. I don't at all mind the reoccurring themes, especially worn by his muses, among who is actress Rooney Mara.

The pièce de résistance was certainly the bridal gown of the destination wedding to the swampy fields of Glastonbury music festival. Flowing from a see-through tank top, the sweeping white skirt was feather-garnished and muddied to a rich brown trim at the bottom.

Diane von Furstenberg

Diane von Furstenberg breaks the monochromic chain with pinks and patterns. And she'll do it again! There were silk playsuits, fifties silhouettes and high-waisted everything. The lightweight, printed fabric of dresses and signature cut is the DVF uniform.

Diane von Furstenberg SS16 runway. Courtesy of Marie Claire.

This season, the iconic brand suggests their wearer take a vacation to warm destination of choice. The model lineup, consisting of Karlie Kloss and Kendal Jenner, showcased glowing tans, beachy blowouts with tropical flowers in the coiffure, and boho accessories.

Such colourfullness is lacking in my personal wardrobe, but there is something to be appreciated about the Studio 54 and Vogue offices-favoured dress making a juxtaposing appearance somewhere sunny for once.

Alexander Wang

Back to navy and khaki and lots of black. This is Alexander Wang. Here, the cut of cloth is purposeful and utilitarian, with party embellishments!

If the Alexander Wang runway was in fact a party, I would feel right at home. With a lack of clubbing-designated clothes, the brand's patron is one who came into a club wearing her regular clothes, plus incredible platforms.

Alexander Wang SS16 runway. Courtesy of Isidore Montag.

Grungy plaid button-downs, printed, high-waisted pants, a wine-red jacket in patent leather, more pyjama tops posing for button-downs, leather pants, and a man in dungarees. What’s not to love?

And if you’re amongst the hoard purchasing a fashioned military jacket this season, consider the groovy khaki one with black leather fringe (fringe, fringe, fringe).

Beyond performance, designers dip into new silhouettes. Bold and structured garments outnumber the form-fitting across most collections. Personality saturates the racks in diverse cuts and colours. And it is incredibly refreshing to see. Telling stories through clothes is the reason designers craft and wearers acquire.

[disreputes]

𓏲  *   ( courtney  eaton,  cis  woman,  she & her,  saoirse  ronan  cc  )   ⸺   pictures  of  KENDALL  'KEN’  SUMMERS,  the  twenty-seven  year  old  actor,  have  been  showing  up  all  over  my  feed,  and  considering  the  last  time  they  were  #trending,  it  was  due  to  her  latest  film  (massively)  underperforming  at  the  box  office  -  i’m  not  likely  to  unfollow  anytime  soon.  with  their  vintage  suede  bomber  jacket,  a  bright  green  crochet knit  striped sweater,  a  clashing  pair  of  distressed  patchwork  jeans,  and  thom  browne  bag,  they’ve  managed  to  garner  a  reputation  for  being  more  independent  than  headstrong.  their  critics  say  they’re  more  insecure  than  ambitious  when  they  aren’t  too  busy  focusing  on  curating  an  ever-changing  wardrobe  ;  jet-lagged,  sleepless  nights  flying  from  one  set  to  the  next  ;  hiding  away  a  constantly  buzzing  phone  filled  with  everybody  she’s  ignored  and  ghosted.  reputation.com  has  taken  to  calling  them  BLOCKBUSTER  in  order  to  avoid  a  lawsuit  (  again  ).

basic information

FULL NAME: kendall summers NICKNAME: ken, kenny AGE & DATE OF BIRTH: twenty-seven & april 12th (aries) GENDER & PRONOUNS: cis-woman & she/her BIRTHPLACE: perth, australia OCCUPATION: actress FACECLAIM: courtney eaton CHARACTER PARALLELS: helly (severance), eleanor shellstrop (the good place), roman roy (succession), charlotte hale (westworld), dan humphrey (gossip girl)

biography

PART ONE.

some people were never meant to be famous. kendall summers certainly didn’t plan on it. growing up watching movies on a television set that didn’t have cable on most days didn’t inspire her life as an actor. she was prepared for the eventuality of living and dying in her humble suburb just outside of perth

it started out as a bit role in romeo and juliet—an understudy to the lovestruck capulet herself. the school production was nothing more than something to keep kendall busy when class was over. when the lead got sick, ken found herself thrust into the spotlight for the first time in her life and, with it, a newfound passion for acting

after small-time commercial spots and bit parts in other local productions, her lucky break had almost come when she was up for a spot in a daytime soap opera. competing against a close friend who had come up alongside her, kendall narrowly lost the role—faking smiles and pleasantries as if it didn’t crush her. the rejection made kendall all the more determined to make it big, vowing to herself that she wouldn’t lose out to any other actors who didn’t come close to the talent she had in her pinky finger

PART TWO.

the casting call for atonement seemed like a far shot. hundreds of people, hoping for the same break, waited for the call that kendall was lucky enough to receive. her first production in a hollywood film was a step on a very tall ladder she was eager to climb. the performance landed her a few notable nominations and, more importantly, was the breakthrough role she’d worked so hard for. while her friends back in perth were busy attending summer camp, kendall was walking red carpets with the likes of meryl streep

and, sure, “friends” were a stretch. what little she did have could be counted on one hand. she had given up her childhood to pursue a career as an actor, spending more time with producers than kids her own age. did it matter? with her star on the rise, kendall landed more roles in action flicks, dramas, and even voice acting spots here and there. she might have had little in a life outside of acting, but a thousand other girls were waiting in the wings to take her place should she choose otherwise. giving up to go back to her shoebox bedroom with her tail tucked between her legs was not an option

twilight, hunger games, divergent—young adult franchises had the world in a chokehold. despite her agent’s protests, kendall pushed for the lead in what was once thought to be the new hit series, the host. the only thing standing in her way was a familiar face she’d come up against once before—the very girl she’d lost the role to all those years back. while kendall was a natural shoo-in for the part, she wasn’t going to let things up to chance

tmz, perez, and just about every gossip outlet had caught wind of the news leaked about the rival actress… all thanks to kendall herself. in an instant, the other girl’s reputation had taken a nosedive and, with it, any hope of landing the lead in the upcoming movie. kendall summers was on top of the world

that was, until the host tanked. hard. critics and fans alike were quick to point fingers at kendall’s performance and many wondered if she had the acting chops to follow through into more mature roles. as bad as it was, it did little to deter her. rotten tomatoes could eat shit, for all she cared

PART THREE.

kendall put her blockbuster dreams on the back burner—for the moment. she instead turned her attention towards independent films and prestige projects. standout performances in the grand budapest hotel and lady bird had even gotten her an in with well-known directors. slowly but surely, she got back into the good graces of the general audience as their beloved indie darling

she made a name for herself in historical dramas and, as much as she loved the praise, getting type-cast was a career nightmare. while her contemporaries were getting cast in exciting sci-fi films and fun romcoms, she was stuck in a pattern she was desperate to break out of

most people would have killed to have something like little women on their resume. even kendall was shocked that something like that could happen to a girl like her. but, as the dust settled, she knew that her social capital was on the rise

behind her agent’s back, she signed on to do a marvel movie—revitalizing the fantastic four franchise as sue storm. she was convinced that the film would finally make her the bonafide a-lister that she had always wanted to be

despite the staggering budget and endless press, the movie bombed yet again. not only did fans call out its sorry attempt at an adaptation, but the production had been chaos from the start. a rotating cast of directors, a script that had been constantly rewritten, and a never-ending list of complaints that she was somehow “difficult” to work with. safe to say that it was not the breakout role she was hoping for. what did the universe have against her? was it karma? retribution? 

whatever the case, kendall finds herself at a standstill. does she go back to the period pieces that had slowly sucked the life out of her or sell her soul to whatever comic book franchise they’re going to reboot for the hundredth time? she has since taken a break from doing any more projects, despite her agency and collaborators calling her constantly to pick up a script

sooner or later, kendall summers has to answer the phone. here’s hoping it’s not the cw this time

extras

fun facts

moved to los angeles at a fairly young age so her australian accent is barely noticeable. moved to new york once she got older, but goes back and forth for work

loves thrifting and second-hand clothing. she can afford the nicer things now that she has the money for it, but still likes vintage clothes more than designer… unless they’re paying her

has finstas and fake fan accounts to see what people (fans) are saying about her. has been known to drop an inside joke during interviews and posts here and there

notoriously awkward to interview even though she has all the media training in the world

lost an award to another famous actress. proceeded to call the cops (anonymously, of course) on said actress’s after-party out of spite

traits

+ bold, ambitious, observant, grounded, thoughtful

– impulsive, self-sabotaging, spiteful, vindictive, egotistical

[scare-ard--sleigh]

"archercession ken's pov" holy shit gael idk what this could be but i need this nowwwww 🤑😫 imagining a summer olympics competitive archery au LMAO

okay so i must admit that the 'archer' in 'archercession' refers to the adult cartoon archer fx which is absolutely hilarious, full of heart, and unfortunately over now rip </3 idk if you've seen it but the basic Thing of it is that there's a spy agency in new york citayy, sterling archer is our protag -- he's the lead spy and he's gorgeous and drinks way too much and he's a bit of an asshole, and his rival in the office is an accountant (also spy!) named cyril who is ,,,,, a love of my life, a bit pathetic, good at his job but awful interpersonally. i don't remember when exactly i started shipping kendall with him, but it was inevitable. i love pathetic men <3

so i dreamed up this whoooooleeeeee thinggggggg about cyril and kendall being in a PR relationship for the sake of kendall's worsening image, but then -- surprise! -- they figure out they have real feelings for each other, which happens leading into the yacht trip from hell. it's a blast of a story i hope i return to one of these days.

the main story is written from cyril's pov bc i felt more confident writing for him at the time :' ) i made the ken pov doc because he started yelling at me, a lot. it's from 2nd person pov bc it was the only way i could make sense of what his muse or whatever was trying to tell me.

since this is under a cut anyway you get 2 snippets hehe, this is toward the beginning;

and this is one of my fave interactions with roman in general;

[hcmswrth123]

𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒:

below are basic connections for CHRIS HEMSWORTH. please note that chris is IN A RELATIONSHIP, living in LOS ANGELES, and is STRAIGHT. if you see a connection you want, please dm me!

—— romantic. ❜

partner: CAMILA MORRONE

flirtationship.

one night stand.

one sided romance.

friends with benefits.

rebound.

blind date.

possible match.

forbidden romance.

exes on good terms.

exes on bad terms.

tinder match.

first love.

love / hate.

unrequited crush.

celebrity crush.

previously friendzoned.

summer romance.

enemies with benefits.

childhood crush / lover.

one leads the other on.

publicity partner.

one night stand or fling that was regretted later.

—— platonic connections. ❜

best friends.

close friends: EMMA WATSON, ZENDAYA COLEMAN, DAKOTA JOHNSON

confidants.

bromance: TOM HIDDLESTON

role model.

ride or die.

childhood friends.

drunk friends.

online friends.

secret friends.

enemies to friends.

wing(wo)men.

squad.

sibling like friends: JENNIFER LAWRENCE

platonic soulmates.

friends over holiday.

unlikely friends: KENDALL JENNER

positive influence.

seem like a married couple.

former lovers to friends.

new friends, aka friends who just met.

—— family connections. ❜

baby mama: ELSA PATAKY (happy to change for the right person)

family friends.

siblings: LIAM HEMSWORTH

cousins.

long lost half sibling.

step siblings.

divorced partners: ELSA PATAKY

in laws.

—— negative connections. ❜

enemies.

former (best) friends.

fell for the same person & fought over them.

lifelong enemies.

frenemies.

share a secret.

rivals, direct opposition.

negative influence.

mutual jealousy.

competition.

current lover’s ex, former lover’s current partner.

have mutual friends but don’t get along.

—— miscellaneous. ❜

neighbors on good terms.

neighbors on bad terms.

have mutual friends.

an artist’s muse.

ex roommates.

professional relations.

project partners/co-workers.

band members.

fitness buddies.

game together online.

babysitter and parent.

best friend’s family.

friends of a sibling.

[oceansandmaps]

[helnjk]

A Brief Glimpse - C.W.

Charlie Weasley x fem!reader

Word count: 2.5k

Summary: there’s nothing like the rumors that students can come up with about their favorite teachers. especially when one of them is adamant on keeping her private life, well, private. 

Warnings: brief mentions of meals, one curse word but that’s it

A/N: a��purely self-indulgent, fluffy fic inspired by this ask from kendall ( @lupinsclassroom ) who said that if i taught at hogwarts, i’d be the COMC professor! and i love me some good charlie content. this is also kind of a different style that i’m used to, i hope you guys like it! x

–

The top three favorite professors at Hogwarts were as follows: Headmistress McGonagall, Professor Longbottom, and Professor L/N. 

While most students would argue that Professor L/N could potentially overtake Professor Longbottom on that list, there was just so much they didn’t know about her. She was practically the perfect professor; she loved what she taught (Care of Magical Creatures), she was considerate and understanding with students who were struggling with the subject, and her office doors were always open to anyone who wanted to chat. 

Still, she kept her personal life very private and of course, the more she refused to answer their prying questions, the more intrigued the students became. All they knew was that she was one of the top students of her year, she was a Ravenclaw, and she fought at the Battle of Hogwarts years prior. 

There were many rumors going around the student body of Hogwarts about who Y/N L/N was. The most popular ones were that she was actually Headmistress McGonagall’s secret daughter, because of how close the two seemed to be. In reality, Y/N was just one of Minnie’s favorite students. The headmistress often joked how she should’ve been in her house instead of Filius’. 

Meanwhile, Neville was always open with the students, answering whatever questions they had for him, as long as they weren’t crossing the line between professional and personal. They often loved to ask him questions about his friendship with the Golden Trio or his stories of the war. 

“They’re getting more creative with the questions they ask me,” he shook his head, smiling slightly one dinner, “They’re trying to see if I’ll slip up and mention anything juicy about you.”

Y/N laughed slightly, eyes glimmering, “What sort of questions have they come up with now?” 

“Today Chapman asked me if I’d ever spent the holidays with other professors around my age,” Neville mused, “Or if Hannah was ever jealous that I was working with a girl so close to my age.”  

“Oh please, Longbottom,” Minerva tutted, and the two younger professors turned their heads in her direction, “At least your questions still have some sort of delicacy. Griffiths has actually asked me, point blank, if Y/N’s spent her summers with me.” 

The collective guffaw of the professors at the head table caused the majority of the student body to shift their attention to them. Of course, the authoritative looks that they sent at the house tables were able to convince them to get back to their own conversations, but now the Great Hall was abuzz with trying to figure out what made the professors laugh so loud. 

“I wonder when they’ll stop trying,” Y/N mused as the crowd of students began to slowly shuffle out of the Hall.

“Don’t count on it, L/N,” Minerva smirked. 

–

“Professor L/N?” a meek voice sounded from the door to Y/N’s office on Wednesday afternoon. 

The middle of the week was rather free for her, therefore she used it to catch up on grading and, if she had time, a little light reading. This afternoon, though, she was in the middle of writing an important letter. 

Her owl, Athena, perched at the edge of her desk and her scrutinizing eyes darted towards the fourth year Hufflepuff who stood by the door. Eloise Abbott, a shy young thing with a penchant for Care of Magical Creatures and one of Y/N’s best students, sent the intimidating owl an uneasy glance.

“Come on in, Eloise,” Y/N smiled as she slipped the ink and parchment she was using into one of the empty drawers of her table, “Don’t mind Athena, she’s just impatient to get this letter out.” 

The young girl shuffled towards the professor as Y/N asked, “Is there anything you needed?” 

“Erm, I was just wondering if you could check my Defense paper,” she mumbled, pulling out a parchment from her school bag, “It’s on Grindylows and other creatures we could encounter in the Forbidden Forest, and I know it’s not really part of your syllabus, but I just wanted to make sure I didn’t get anything very wrong.” 

Y/N smiled and held her hand out for Eloise to place the essay. It was silent as she read over what was written, that silence only broken when Athena let out soft hoots or ruffled her feathers. 

“Erm, professor,” muttered Eloise after a while, Y/N’s eyes glanced up from the parchment, “I don’t mean to pry, but why does your owl want so badly for you to finish that letter?” 

A soft chuckle came from Y/N’s mouth before she answered, “She just loves the person I’m writing to, and I honestly think she would rather be in his care than mine. Even if it were just for a few nights.” 

“But you’re wonderful with animals!”

“And he is too, I assure you. Maybe even more so than me.” 

Eloise nodded her head slowly, and Y/N could see the gears turning in her head. It perplexed the young student, who could ever be better with animals than her professor? She knew it couldn’t have been Hagrid, as he still lived on the grounds and Athena could visit him any time she wished. 

Maybe her favorite professor was friends with the Scamander family. Rolf Scamander definitely had ties to Hogwarts and seemed about her age. 

Before her thoughts could go any further with hypothesizing, Professor L/N handed her essay back, “It looks great, Eloise. I have no doubt you’ll get high marks on this essay.” 

Eloise could spot a professor’s dismissal anywhere, so she merely nodded as she took the parchment back. As she hurried out the room, she expressed her gratitude over her shoulder, catching Y/N pull out the letter she was writing with a soft smile on her face. 

–

The end of the school week came with a surprise visitor to the castle. The students could not stop discussing the presence of a dragon tamer on the school grounds. He had arrived later in the morning, trudging up the pathway from Hogsmeade and making his rounds around the school.

Headmistress McGonagall greeted him at the gates with a smile and a hug before she took his arm and the two of them had tea in her office. Of course, as the students weren’t used to seeing an adult that wasn’t the faculty or the staff in the castle, his presence sparked many conversations.  

“I saw him knock on Hagrid’s door!” said Neil Chapman to anyone who would listen to him at lunch, “He had some burn scars all over his arms and really bright red hair. He seemed really cool.” 

It was as if the whole Gryffindor table was gathered around him as he told and retold how Hagrid’s booming voice announced that Hogwarts’ resident dragon tamer was back. Rumors floated around the school for the rest of the day, each student having something to say about the mysterious man. 

“He’s gorgeous though, isn’t he?” sighed Daphne Griffiths, as she and her best friend roamed the hallways on the way to their next class, “All rugged and handsome. I caught sight of him walking towards the quidditch pitch after Transfiguration.” 

All the professors had to stop themselves from full-on grinning at the different things they had heard about Charlie Weasley gallivanting around the grounds, but none of them as amused as Professor L/N. 

“Hurry along then!” 

Y/N stood next to a small paddock at the edge of the forest, next to its open gate. At the center of it, a cluster of fluffy creatures rolled around and play fought with each other. 

“Alright class,” she clapped her hands together, “We’re having a little bit more of a relaxed class to end the week. A crup of one of the Hogsmeade villagers just gave birth about a month ago and her owner’s graciously allowed us to spend an afternoon with the puppies.”

The second year students cooed at the litter of small dog-like creatures with two tails. As soon as she finished her sentence, the group of them rushed to get inside the paddock, each one wanting a turn with the small puppy-like things. Once all the students were inside, she shut the gate and joined them as they congregated around the tiny crups. 

Y/N was grateful that her last class of the week was with younger students. They were much easier to please and sometimes more eager to learn. Of course, almost anyone would be enamoured by the litter of puppies running around.

With her wand pointed at her jugular, she began the small spiel she had prepared for the lesson, “Now, as most of you might know, crups are basically magical dogs…” 

Most students weren’t really paying any attention to her little lecture, but she told herself that at least she tried. She understood the need to coo over cute little puppies, she could let it slide just this once. 

From where she stood towards the other end of the paddock from the gate, she had a panoramic view of the class, just in case anything happened. She doubted anything would, but at least that way she could keep everyone in sight. 

“Of all the magical creatures in the world, you chose to teach about crups?” 

A strong voice rang through the open space and caused many of the students to turn their heads at the sound. Somehow, Charlie Weasley had made it to the gate of the paddock without Y/N noticing. Upon seeing the redheaded dragon tamer so close to them, murmurs spread among the young students.

Y/N rolled her eyes, taking in the sight of him with his arms crossed and a smug smile on his face. 

“Oh wipe that smile off your face, Weasley, you try teaching these kids all week,” she replied, raising her voice slightly so that he could hear what she had said. 

“I guess they are quite adorable,” he caved, leaning his forearms against the paddock and seeming as if he was going to observe them their whole class. 

The students observed their playful and easy banter, in awe that their professor knew the ever mysterious man. 

As her wards were still distracted by him, she said, “Pay him no mind class, he’s harmless. The crup puppies need your undivided attention!” 

As soon as the prying eyes were off of him, Charlie sent Y/N a cheeky wink. She couldn’t stop a smile from growing on her face at the gesture, but she shook her head to indicate that they could talk after her class was over. 

“Professor L/N?” a young girl walked up to her, sending a furtive glance over her shoulder to where her friends were gathered. 

The group of them gestured to her to carry on and Y/N’s eyes lit with amusement, “What’s up?” 

“I-er, we wanted to know how you know the dragon tamer guy? The other professors haven’t said much about him when asked.” 

The young student fidgeted nervously, picking at the hem of her sweater as she glanced up at Y/N. Despite being in the rather early years of her journey at Hogwarts, she knew that Professor L/N enjoyed her privacy. She didn’t want to overstep. 

Y/N sensed this apprehension and gave her a soft smile, “We were in the same year at Hogwarts. He was a Gryffindor and I was a Ravenclaw, but we managed to have a few common classes.” 

“Cool!” 

Before anything else could be said, the girl scurried off to meet her friends with the small tidbit of information she was able to gather from the otherwise close-lipped professor. 

Thankfully, the rest of the hour passed by rather quickly. 

As soon as the bell rang, it was obvious to Y/N that the students were stalling. She had dismissed them fairly quickly and had already begun her process of cleaning up. Meanwhile, the majority of the class was still situated inside the paddock, shuffling around in groups. 

Inwardly, she sighed, knowing that there was nothing she could do about it, it was the end of the school week and they were free to roam (or stay) in any part of the grounds and the castle they wanted. 

Inevitably, Charlie had gotten impatient waiting for them to clear out. Instead, he strode confidently through the gate and towards where Y/N was directing the puppies to stay. 

“Charlie? What are you–”

The remaining students, who had been not-so slyly watching the redhead stride through the paddock, all collectively gasped as he pressed his lips firmly on their professor’s. 

Y/N began to weakly protest, the logical side of her brain screaming at her that this was definitely unprofessional, but the emotional side took over as she was surrounded by the scent and the presence of her boyfriend. Her boyfriend whom she hadn’t seen in months and made a special trip to Hogwarts just to see her in her element. 

Thankfully, Charlie pulled away fairly quickly, his arms still firmly wrapped around her body, a dopey smile on his face. 

Once Y/N gained her bearings, she slapped his chest, “Charles Weasley!” 

“What?” he grinned. 

“You’ve just kissed me in front of my students!” 

–

Despite the–shall we say scandalous?–first encounter between the couple, the rest of the afternoon was quite lovely. Y/N showed him all of the creatures under her care and in the section of the forest that was relatively safe. They also borrowed some old brooms from the shed and raced each other out on the pitch until their cheeks were painful from laughter and their noses were red from the cold. 

By the time dinner rolled around, of course the whole student body was aware of what transpired between the handsome dragon tamer and their favorite Care of Magical Creatures professor. 

This was the first piece of juicy information that they had gotten on Professor L/N, and while they were highly amused at what had happened, they were also not surprised that she was dating someone who worked with dragons on a daily basis. 

They also couldn’t deny the fact that she practically lit up in his presence. They had never seen her so at peace and so happy as when she was with Charlie. Anyone with eyes could tell that the pair of them were in love. 

Minerva had also graciously allowed Charlie to sit at the Head Table with the rest of the faculty at dinner, which caused quite the stir. 

Practically all sets of eyes were trained towards the couple as they ate their dinner fairly normally. 

“You two seem to be the talk of the whole school,” the headmistress teased. 

Charlie sent his favorite teacher a shit-eating grin, “Must be my dashing looks that’s got them all interested.” 

“Please, Weasley,” Y/N tutted, “They’ve just gotten a huge piece of information about me. This is basically their Christmas.” 

“Maybe they’ll finally stop hounding me with insane questions now!” Neville chirped happily, and the table erupted in laughter. 

–

General taglist: @expectoevans​ @george-fabian-weasley​ @gxthsanrio​ @slytherinscribbles​ @harpyloon​ @nuttytani​ @mesmerisedangel​ @amourtentiaa​ @sarcasticallywitty15​ 

Charlie taglist: @pinkypurplemagic​

[kahlansmagic]

⠀⠀⠀🔮 ⊹   𝑵𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑖𝑠𝑎 𝑴𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛  𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝐊𝐀𝐇𝐋𝐀𝐍, 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍'𝐒 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄  ⋆

𝟤6 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝗅𝖽, 𝖬𝗒𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖡𝗋𝗈𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗌𝗍'𝗌 𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖾𝗋 & 𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍.

PARA SABER MAIS SOBRE MEUS OUTROS CHARS: 🎩 KENDALL (john darling)   |  👑 FINNEGAN (rei fergus)  |  💖 SCARLETT (rainha de copas)   |    🌹 VERGIL (dimitri)

INSPIRAÇÕES: Camille Preaker (Sharp Objects), Gaby Teller (The Man from U.N.C.L.E.), Brooke Maddox (SCREAM), Rebekah Mikaelson (The Originals), Buffy Summers (Buffy, the Vampire Slayer).

CONEXÕES:

O1 - SENDING ALL MY LOVE: Muse foi o crushzinho de quando Narcisa era adolescente/jovem-adulta, mas nunca deu em nada por X motivo. Até hoje ela cultiva apenas sentimentos bons pela pessoa porque mesmo que ela fosse um pouco desapegada com essa questão, ainda conseguia nutrir carinho platônico por outros; dentre eles, claro, Muse.

O2 - LET’S CHOOSE OUR PET NAMES: Ginny era um desentendimento de Narcisa e um tempo depois acabaram se acertando (podemos acertar também o que fez se desentenderem). Hoje em dia são bastante amigos e não têm mais medo de serem sinceros um com o outro, sendo que Ginny já se habituou ao jeitinho mais retraído e ácido de Narcisa.

O3 - CATCH & RELEASE: Eles foram friends with benefits por anos quando ela ia visitar a família em alguns feriados e datas comemorativas, até pararem de se ver por ela ter parado de visitar e ter cortado contato sem aviso prévio. Agora se reencontraram e é uma situação bem estranha porque não sabem como se portar diante um do outro, principalmente porque Narcisa não gostaria de ter esse apego novamente em Muse -- porque ela sabe quer teria.

O4 - WHAT DO I CALL YOU: Muse foi um adendo importante na vida dela. Eles se davam muito bem, ficaram por meses e todos pensavam que já estavam namorando, porém a oficialização só veio depois em um evento na cidade onde Muse pediu Narcisa em namoro na frente de muita gente. No final das contas, Muse recebeu um grandíssimo não e até hoje esse evento os deixou muito abalados. Eles mal se falam e caso se vejam, fica um clima estranho demais! A tensão é palpável em qualquer local que estejam próximos, mas Narcisa busca um jeito de se redimir para reconquistar pelo menos a amizade com Muse.

O5 - DEATHBEDS: Muse sabe dos problemas com bebida de Narcisa e frequentemente tenta ajudá-la a melhorar, mas sempre acabam brigando por ela ser teimosa e atrevida, e se negar a procurar ajuda profissional com isso. Além do mais, ela acha estranho o interesse de Muse em lhe ajudar, já que não é acostumada a receber carinho de ninguém.

ANTES DA MALDIÇÃO:

Kahlan era filha de um cavalheiro que era aliado de Merlin e aprendiz de Morgana, por isso estava no seu sangue aproximar-se da magia. Acontece que após o homem falecer em guerra, ela teve de se virar sozinha -- não tinha mãe e nem amigos próximos para contar, apenas conhecidos. Por vários anos ela visitou vários reinos na floresta encantada em busca da fada Morgana, a fim de aprender com ela a essência da magia e quando a encontrou, começaram um treinamento duro para que ela conseguisse controlar suas emoções e, consequentemente, a magia em si, mas era difícil. Por isso, após seu treinamento, ela vagou novamente por vários cantos em busca de Merlin, mas nunca o achou. 

Em uma de suas andanças acabou tornando-se parte de uma tripulação pirata e vagou com eles pelo mar aberto por um tempo; ajudou-os também a vencer uma luta, porém, pela falta de controle de Kahlan com seus poderes, ela não pode proteger todos e largou essa vida para voltar junto de Morgana mais uma vez, frustrada. Somente com o evento da Excalibur e a chegada de Arthur, ela soube que seu destino seria ditado a partir dali, mas não esperava ficar desamparada em Storybrooke uma vez que não lembraria de nada.

DEPOIS DA MALDIÇÃO:

Narcisa teve uma infância turbulenta. Sua mãe, a matriarca da família, tinha problemas mentais e era sufocante viver perto dela. Sempre foi a filha desgostada por ela, enquanto sua irmã mais nova era amada e tratada como uma boneca. Porém, adoeceu seriamente e meses depois só piorava; em pouco menos de dois anos ela faleceu dentro de casa mesmo. O fantasma da caçula vagava pelo ambiente e aquilo a incomodava bastante, até que recorreu aos estudos e formou-se ainda bem jovem, buscando um emprego fora de Storybrooke para que pudesse deixar a família de lado, afinal a única pessoa com quem se importava já não estava mais ali.

Anos depois, Narcisa é convidada a retornar por Pierre para que pudesse abrir seu próprio negócio na cidade, uma vez que ele via a influência externa que ela tinha e pensava que aquilo podia melhorar os ares. Hesitante, ela retornou, mas o tratamento da mãe com ela continuava o mesmo. Por culpa da mulher, durante esses anos que passou afastada, a única herdeira dos Mason recorreu ao álcool para que amenizasse um pouco os problemas que lhe envolviam em voltar para a cidade. 

Sua mãe até então ainda mantém-se em pé de guerra com ela, se negando a lhe dar um teto para ficar e obrigando Narcisa a manter sua estadia em casa de amigos antigos ou mesmo nas estalagens. Contudo, mesmo assim, a morena precisa estar presente para cuidar de seu pai, que também adoeceu recentemente, o que fez com que ela decidisse mudar para Storybrooke de novo -- não só pelo convite de Pierre.

MYSTIC BROADCAST:

A Mystic Broadcast (MBC) é uma rádio situada em Storybrooke focada em tocar músicas, informar sobre a vida dos artistas e os mais novos lançamentos na indústria artística. A dona, Narcisa, também é uma das radialistas e desde que fundou a própria empresa está em pé de guerra com a rádio rival. MBC conta com playlists temáticas e listas que podem ser criadas pelos próprios ouvintes, sendo repassada durante o tempo em que a rádio está fechada (22h às 8h) — mesmo ainda em funcionamento. Apesar da competitividade, a rádio de Narcisa ainda é a primeira pelos privilégios que alguns habitantes dizem que ela tem, pois Pierre é um dos ouvintes mais assíduos desta, e pela variedade de músicas e temas que ela sempre está postando.

CURIOSIDADES:

O background dela em Storybrooke é inspirado em Sharp Objects e a mãe dela tem a mesma premissa da Adora Crellin. Pra quem nunca assistiu, em Sharp Objects a mãe tinha problemas mentais, síndrome de Munchausen, e isso fez com enchesse a filha caçula de remédios na intenção de curá-la de uma doença que apenas a mãe acreditava existir, o que a levou a falecer por isso mesmo. Na história de Narcisa, ela suspeita que isso seja verdade, mas não sabe o porquê nem que é uma doença, e só veio para a cidade na intenção de cuidar do pai, impedindo que mãe também tivesse parte disso na saúde do homem.

Kahlan tinha extrema dificuldade de se conectar com a magia, por isso teve um aprendizado turbulento e assíduo. Com o tempo acabou aprendendo e pegando o jeito, mas ainda faz encantamentos fracos devido a sua necessidade de ligar sua magia às emoções, o que dificulta já que ela não tem controle o bastante com as mesmas. Isso afeta diretamente as emoções dela em Storybrooke fazendo-a sair de controle muitas vezes e agir de um jeito que não quer -- um reflexo direto de sua magia, ironicamente.

Tem uma tendência a ter bastante resistência ao álcool porque já está habituada. Pode até ficar tonta, mas ainda tem sobriedade e sente que seus instintos ficam bem mais aguçados se tomar doses de bebida. Normalmente bebe isso que nem água também.

Seu humor é ácido por ela ser bem retraída e não saber como se portar diante de pessoas, por isso pode parecer um tanto quanto chata e rude -- mas nunca é por querer, é apenas seu jeito de se comunicar.

Tem um péssimo problema de que se apega e desapega na mesma velocidade. Ela pode estar amando em um dia e no outro não querer dar a mínima pra nada, e é muito normal, por isso que ela geralmente só prefere se divertir e jogar tudo pro alto. Mas, claro, já passou muita dor de cabeça com isso.

[towl]

Kendall Jenner in Versace La Medusa “Soaring Muses” for the Versace Spring-Summer 2021 collection

[vergildovigor]

⠀⠀⠀🌹 ⊹   𝑽𝑒𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑙 𝑻𝘩𝑖𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑛  𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝐃𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈  ⋆

𝟤𝟨 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝗅𝖽, 𝖬𝖺𝗀𝗂𝖼 𝖢𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗇𝖾𝗌'𝗌 𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖾𝗋 & 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗈𝖺𝖼𝗁.

PARA SABER MAIS SOBRE MEUS OUTROS CHARS: 🎩 KENDALL (john darling)   |  👑 FINNEGAN (rei fergus)  |  💖 SCARLETT (rainha de copas)   |    🔮 NARCISA (kahlan)

INSPIRAÇÕES: Romeu (R&J - 1996), Kili (The Hobbit), Tristan (Tristan & Isolde), Alex Hitchens (Hitch), Tom Hansen (500 Days of Summer).

CONEXÕES:

O1 - ALWAYS REMEMBER YOU THIS WAY: Muse foi o primeiro beijo dele na infância e também uma das influências românticas de hoje em dia. Eles podem ou não serem amigos, por isso não significa que os chars devam se amar ou coisa do tipo, só foi uma pessoa que fez ele amadurecer mesmo!

O2 - A DREAM IS A WISH: Renard foi a pessoa que incentivou ele a criar a Magic Collognes e desde então tem sido bastante parceiro dele.

O3 - NO ONE DOES IT BETTER: Assim como psicólogos também se consultam com psicólogos, Vergil teria um amigo conselheiro pra ele e Mabel é a própria. A mulher não sabe que ele é conselheiro amoroso, mas aconselharia ele amorosamente, ironicamente.

O4 - CONQUER THE LOVE: Um cliente que esteja se consultando com ele a troco de conquistar a atenção de alguma pessoa, porém Vergil não faz ideia das intenções de Muse.

O5 - WHAT’S FATE: Muse é uma pessoa que ele já aconselhou e deu muito errado, então agora eles estão em maus termos.

O6 - RUNAWAY BEFORE I KNOW: Vergil tem um admirador secreto dele que envia e-mails e presentinhos, mas não é um sentimento de verdade. Na realidade, Muse acha que está mandando isso tudo para outra pessoa e ambos não fazem ideia de que é um engano.

O7 - TOGETHER WE STAND: Amanda é uma pessoa tão old school quanto ele e por isso acertaram de ficar se enviando cartinhas, mesmo que se vejam diariamente na cidade. Contudo, o conteúdo das cartas é só deles falando coisas que pessoalmente não tem coragem de dizer e também aleatoriedades. É um bom jeito de se abrirem, sem necessariamente terem que passar vergonha.

ANTES DA MALDIÇÃO:

Foi um garoto que trabalhava na cozinha do palácio dos Dubois quando era criança e que mostrou-se corajoso o suficiente para arriscar a própria vida para salvar alguns nobres de um ataque, vivendo como refém na sequência para que cooperasse e expusesse o paradeiro da realeza, dentre eles: Anastasia --  o qual ele se negou expor. Mais tarde foi liberado e anos depois tornou-se um contrabandista que não pensava em ninguém mais além de si mesmo e o ganho próprio. 

Após Adam, seu antigo melhor amigo de infância, retornar para o castelo, a avó de Anastasia jogou uma recompensa para quem achasse a neta. Com a recompensa altíssima para achar a tal princesa perdida, Dimitri não hesitou em aceitar e partiu em busca de alguém que fosse parecida o suficiente com a mesma para que pudesse pegar o dinheiro e fugir -- já que não acreditava em um lugar chamado “casa” para ficar. Contudo, após achar a verdadeira princesa, apegou-se à ela e no final das contas acabou arriscando, novamente, a própria vida para recompensar os erros cometidos na jornada, tornando-se mais benevolente com a vivência com Anastasia e derrotando Rasputin no processo.

DEPOIS DA MALDIÇÃO:

Era um garoto pobre que vivia com seu tio Valter, o qual lhe adotou pouco depois de tirá-lo da rua. Seus pais tinham falecido há alguns anos, a mãe tendo problemas no parto e escolhendo assim mesmo tê-lo e o pai falecido meses depois do anúncio da gravidez. Como nunca os conheceu de verdade, nunca teve uma visão do que era ter uma família feliz, por isso trabalhou conforme os anos com a idealização do amor em todas as formas. 

Quando seu tio faleceu depois de viajarem a passeio, Vergil voltou para Storybrooke sozinho e guardou, por um bom tempo, uma depressão que não parecia ter fim. Contudo, buscou nas pessoas um meio de remediar sua carência, o que o levou em tenra idade a noivar de uma mulher, que tempos depois acabou por se separarem, nem chegando a casar. Mas Vergil nunca desistiu do amor por mais que sempre tivesse um pouco do sonho destruído. 

Aos poucos teve a vida reconstruída com ajuda de alguns amigos (vilões) dentro de Storybrooke, que o incentivaram e lhe deram suporte, por isso Gil tornou-se pouco a pouco um tanto mais ambicioso do que antes -- mas com sorte não mudará sua índole por isso.

MAGIC COLLOGNES:

A loja de perfumes conta com toda variedade de aromas e ainda permite que os clientes façam suas misturas em um local reservado para fragrâncias. Maioria dos produtos são excêntricos e fornecidos por vendedores de fora e também retirados da própria floresta, mas não é Vergil que consegue tais essências pra produzir na loja... A verdade é que por trás de toda produção, algumas fragrâncias causam sensações estranhas e muitas levam os indivíduos a realizarem feitios que não são de sua índole, mas é impossível não usar dos produtos da Magic Colognes, pois ela é a única loja na cidade que tem maior variedade de opções.

CURIOSIDADES:

É alguém que se apaixona rápido pelas pessoas, mas normalmente precisa de um tempo para superar quando esse amor passa. 

Vergil sempre quebra a cara na maioria das vezes que se apega a alguém, mas nunca é capaz de nutrir sentimentos ruins pela pessoa mesmo que ela tenha sido de má influência para ele. O máximo que pode guardar é um pouco de rancor, mas transformar isso em outra coisa.

Aprendeu a mexer com fragrâncias e essas coisas com seu tio, tanto que era por isso que eles viajavam tanto para fora de Storybrooke. Agora, seu fornecedor de excentricidades é um npc que “vive fora da cidade”, o que, claro, é apenas uma mentira que a maldição lhe fez crer.

O tio Valter é inspirado no Vladmir, que é o aliado e companheiro dele na vida passada. Ele no caso não faleceu de verdade, claro, mas em suas memórias ficou perdida a realidade dos fatos. Na história adaptada dele, Lefou é Vladmir, pois foi assim que acabou conectado com Gerard/Gaston tanto em Storybrooke por influência do próprio vilão, como anteriormente na Floresta Encantada, com a ajuda de Lefou.

Vergil começou com a ideia de ajudar os outros amorosamente após suas incontáveis decepções. Não quer dizer, no entanto, que ele seja profissional nisso, ele simplesmente repassa informações e dicas para quem está passando por alguma situação que ele já viveu, mas todo dia é uma descoberta diferente pra ele. A sorte é que hoje em dia ele sabe seus limites e tenta imaginar os limites alheios também, por isso que na maioria das vezes dá muito certo.

tba.

[new2fivesauce]

Please Don't Regret Me - 4. Lavender Sheets

Please Don't Regret Me - 4. Lavender Sheets

4091 words.

No Warnings... I think.

Sorry for the looooooong wait. I hope this makes up for it. I think the ending sucks but I needed to get this out my head fast before I put it off again. Enjoy.

June 2018.

Nelle's departure from being 5 Seconds of Summer’s assistant had been abrupt, leaving her feel like she had left her job incomplete thus causing her to spiral through a series of emotions and phases she believed she hadn’t felt since she was a raging, hormonal teenager.

The day she had given her news, they all awkwardly arrived at the airport at the same time. In her haze of emotions, she had not changed nor cancelled her flight to Australia and since 5sos was also flying international, they were stuck in the same terminal. Luke and Nelle did not speak again since their elevator meet. Michael noticed their tension, but didn’t say anything. His saddened green eyes only flickered between the two as they both tried their best to ignore one another. It wasn’t how she wanted to leave Luke, but she didn’t want to get his hopes up.

Calum, however, was the first to come up to her and apologize, practically beg her to forgive him for being such a selfish, shitty friend. Ashton and Michael followed suit with their apologies letting bygones be bygones. They agreed to keep in touch; everything returning to somewhat normal although the guys still looked bummed walking towards their flight with their new assistant.

She’d spent a couple weeks in Australia, staying in the house duplex she and Calum had bought together with their first good paychecks, but had hardly used due to constant traveling. She spent time with her parents, visited the guys' families, cleaned their empty homes to not waste money on a cleaning service, and took the duties of taking care of Duke from Mrs. Hood. Nelle also hung out with a few old schoolmates but quickly regretted that choice. They all seemed to “remember” how good friends they were, trying to manipulate Nelle for favors or money only because she knew “certain” people.

Mali-Koa, Calum’s sister, came to visit one week. She’d heard the news of Nelle’s leaving, and insisted that she come back with her to London.

“Girl, you needed a break from those dweebs anyways.”

So she did.

Nelle didn’t last very long in London though. Word had been passed of Nelle’s whereabouts which caused a very weepy, distraught Michael to leave a lengthy voicemail about betraying them for Cal's bitchy sister. She wasn’t really enjoying her time in London anyway, leaving Mali about 3 weeks later. She made a quick visit back to Australia before deciding that perhaps living in her vacant loft in Manhattan wouldn’t be such a bad idea. She’d let Calum know that Duke was coming with her before departing to the Big Apple.

She’d only been in NYC for two days when she’d run into a childhood friend that was not Calum.

Sasha Hendricks had been Nelle’s best friend when their parents were in the Army. They’d lived on the same bases and traveled the world together before Nelle’s parents settled in Australia and Sasha’s in Texas. Every year, before Nelle took on her job with 5sos, the girls alternated spending summers with one another in their country. They hadn’t seen much of each other in more than five years so no doubt it was a huge surprise when they both walked into the same small, cozy café.

Sasha had derailed from her parent’s Army footsteps to become a model. Not in the big leagues with faces like Kendall Jenner and Gigi Hadid, but she was aiming to get there.

With Sasha there, she didn’t feel so alone in the big city. It made her move a lot easier to handle but also there was just something about the city of New York and all of its noise that made Nelle feel at her calmest. She hadn’t been in the city for more than a two weeks now but if she had to be completely honest with herself, this was the best she’d felt in a long time.

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Duke pushed ahead of Nelle, clearly already knowing his way around their block. He sniffed along a passerby's shoe, received a compliment from a passing child, and then decided he has enough the outdoors. He led the way back to the loft.

Nelle had just passed her building lobby’s front desk, when the security officer called her back. She looked down at Duke, where he was already looking up at her as in saying Oh shit, what did we do?

“Padilla, right?” the officer asked her from behind his desk. Nelle nodded slowly. “A package arrived for you while you were gone. Delivery guy didn’t want to leave it outside your door.” He said this as he retrieved a rather large box from the floor next to him. He heaved it over the desk and slid it over to her. She glared at the box hesitantly, not sure if she could carry it up to the 5th floor by herself.

“It’s not as heavy as it looks.” Security said, noticing her expression.

She thanked him for holding her package, grabbed the box awkwardly… he was right. It was not as heavy as it looked, then proceeded, with Duke at her feet, to the elevators.

Nelle barely made it inside her loft with the enormous box. Sure it didn’t weigh a ton, but five floors was a long time to be carrying a box.

Duke ran in, going straight to his water bowl near the kitchen. He didn’t care when Nelle set the cardboard box next to him. She went into one of her kitchen drawers, pulling out a knife to cut through the tape sealing the flaps down.

There were five thin, but square shaped boxes inside with a thousand packing peanuts. She made sure to carefully remove the small boxes without making a mess of the peanuts. She couldn’t risk Duke swallowing one up. The thought of telling Calum if such thing happened nauseated her.

Nelle was in the midst of opening the first thin box, when there was a knock on her door. Duke peeked around the kitchen corner to look at the door suspiciously. He growled a bit as Nelle went up the door.

“Duke… it’s just Sasha.” She clarified after peeping through the door hole and swinging the door open.

Sasha sauntered in, wearing a very see-through top and what looked like plastic pants. Her feet kicked off the six-inch heels with a sigh of relief. One heel slid close to Duke; he growled at it.

“Yeah, pipsqueak. It’s just me.” Sasha stuck her tongue out at the small dog. Nelle thought she imagined Duke rolling his eyes at the model.

Duke was kind to everyone… well almost everyone. Sasha had accidentally stepped on Duke's paw on their first meet. Ever since then, he tolerated her. He let her pet him but for the most part, he just stayed clear of the tall brunette.

Without another word, Sasha found her way to Nelle’s bedroom, emerging ten minutes later in a pair of Nelle’s Halloween pajama pants that were slightly too short since she was taller than Nelle and a Led Zeppelin t-shirt that fit too big.

Nelle hadn’t noticed Sasha wearing the shirt until she came up beside her about to open the first of five packages. Seeing her friend in the shirt made her freeze, her throat closed around a sudden lump that made it almost too hard to speak.

“Hey Sash… where’d you get that shirt from?” Nelle croaked. Sasha shrugged.

“Your suitcase. Why?” the girl looked down at the shirt and suddenly a zesty whiff of it caught her nose. Sasha hardly hung out the boys, only when she been to Australia during the summers, but she knew a guy smell when she smelt it and by the way Nelle’s face had gone temporarily pale, she slowly retreated back to the bedroom because she now realized this was not just some random shirt. Sasha knew all about Luke. She knew it was a bit of a touchy subject. She quickly changed into another shirt that was lying around.

Finally, when Sasha came back into the room, Nelle opened the awaiting first package. The flaps of the skinny box opened fully until they were flat against the kitchen counter surface. Staring up at her were four familiar faces in various shades of yellow, violet, and blue. The word YOUNGBLOOD was written across the middle in a graffiti red font. Nelle carefully lifted the plastic entrapped vinyl record from the cardboard.

Sasha, hovering over her friend’s shoulder, whistled lowly. “Damn, you didn't tell me Cal looked that good now!”

Nelle snickered and threw back a playful hit to Sasha's side. “I've tried to hook y’all up multiple times. You two just hate love so much.” Sasha scoffed as she pulled the new record from Nelle’s grip. She flipped it over to see the back and the track listing.

“Oh, I’ve heard Want You Back just the other day. Was Luke singing about you?” Sasha mused as she put the vinyl down and helped open the other boxes. There were two more of the same record, two CDs, and finally at the very bottom of the original box under the packing peanuts was the band’s clothing merch to go along with the new era.

Nelle ran her hand over the material of one of the shirts that showcased the boys' faces. Her fingers lingering over Luke’s face. “Nah. That song was written before I left.”

Sasha’s eyebrow quirked up, but she shrugged her shoulders. She held up one of the CD albums. “Should we listen?” Nelle nodded. “Good, because we were going to regardless.”

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Nicole: Welcome back everyone. If you’re just tuning in, we have 5 Seconds of Summer in the studio right now! They’ve just released their new album and they were thoughtful enough to stop by today to talk about it. Guys, why don’t y’all say hello again.

Michael: Hey, I’m Michael.

Ashton: I’m Ash.

Calum: Calum, here.

Luke: And I’m Luke. We’re 5 Seconds of Summer.

Ryan: We have a few more questions from our callers. This one is from Mary: Youngblood is obviously the principal track seeing as it’s also the name of the album. Did you know that that was going to be the name of it or was it like a damn, we forgot to name the album, quick, just pick a song to name it after kind of thing?

Michael: HA! Yeah, that last option. Without a doubt.

Ashton: No, really! It was. We had other titles that we were referring the album to during the recording session, but we had to scrap a bunch of songs and basically start over. The album wasn’t fully completed and to our satisfaction until just last month. We had the promo pictures, the whole works, and then they were like ‘Is this going to be named Untitled?’ and Mike was like ‘What’s our next single? Just call it that.’

Nicole: Woow! I guess your fans really know you, huh? So I’ve been listening to it pretty much on repeat and some of these songs are really deep, heart wrenching, very mature. Very different from your previous albums. Can you explain the writing process and how this album was not like the others?

Luke: With Youngblood, they gave us a lot more creative permission, I guess is the right way to put it. Our other albums were done when we were teens so lyrically and musically, they didn’t give us as much freedom as they did with YB. We had to take a break after the release and touring of the second album because we were just so worn down; our physical and mental health were at an all-time low.

Ashton: It just sucked, really. We couldn’t focus or concentrate on what was going to be our new album when we just weren’t feeling like ourselves. Halfway into our break, Want You Back just came to me. When I played it through for the first time to the guys, everything else just came naturally from there. I guess that would be the rawness and deep, wrenching sound you hear so different from our previous work.

Ryan: One of our listeners is asking if any of the songs are about anyone in particular. Girlfriend maybe?

Calum: Umm… no? Ha, I don’t think so. At least none of the songs that I input in aren’t about anyone. I mean… sure, we take from our past experiences and put them into song, but for me, that’s a no.

Michael: Cal is anti-love, everyone. I think, like Cal said, we take from our past experiences; we’ve been up, down, and around the world for a long time. That does it make difficult to be in a relationship with someone and actually make it work. I’ve tried, Ash has tried, we all have. It’s just not in our cards right now.

Ashton: Unless you count our personal assistant…

Nicole: Whoa! Personal assistant? Who’s dating the personal assistant? … … Listeners, everyone is looking at Luke.

Ryan: Aww, he’s blushing.

Calum: He’s not dating our personal assistant. What Ashton means is… our EX-assistant, who had been with us since before the beginning, ya know, quit on us just before we released Youngblood the single. We’ve never been with any other assistant than her. So, it’s been challenging to say the least and Luke, who’s probably the most dependent person EVER, has been having a grueling time adjusting without her here.

Ashton: Yeah, yeah! Nelle was the best! She was like f*cking top-notch. I think like Rihanna, One Direction before their hiatus, uhh, I want to also say Fifth Harmony have tried to hire her when she was still with us. She’s like the fifth member of the band. She’s the fifth Second.

Michael: Dude, that was lame. But so damn true. Funny story, she used to come out in a lot of our paparazzi pictures and the fans would just ugh, be so nasty to her because they thought she was one of our girlfriends or whatever. We had to come out with a statement saying like yo, chill, she’s just our assistant, she means no harm, she’s just walking me to McDonalds… Then the fans were like OMG Nelle has the best style and she’s so beautiful blah blah blah. So, she’s a Yale student now with one of those influencer instas… so make sure to follow @seeyouneller…

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The hotel room was tense. No one dared to make a sound as Luke paced back and forth. His fury running off him, his hands were clenched at his sides, his mouth in a scowl, his light blue eyes were dark as the ocean floor.

Calum nervously looked at his blonde friend, worried that even just glancing at him might cause Luke to erupt. The longest five minutes passed before Luke stopped walking. He turned his body to the cowering three. He inhaled and then signed the heaviest sigh.

“I swear, you have the biggest fucking mouth!” Luke exclaimed towards Ashton.

Ashton shook his head, his red locks bouncing around his head. The newly dyed red hair matched Ashton’s hot head nature and with Luke going off on his, Ashton didn’t know how much longer he could hold it in.

“It was just a statement! I didn’t exactly say Oh Luke is dating our ex-assistant because it’s not fucking true. It was just a quip. You two left off on… whatever the fuck ya’ll left off on, so… It was nothing, Luke.”

Luke glared at the drummer. His breathing was hard, making it look like his whole body was shaking. His fists were clenched at his side, knuckles white to the bone.

“Yeah, dude. I mean, it could have been me who was dating her.” Michael chimed in. “Sorry we looked at you. I don’t know what to really say… It’s just one interview of like a hundred that we’re going to do. No one is going to get anything out of it.”

Calum, who had remained quiet this whole time, suddenly cleared his throat. His friends all turned to him, Luke’s eyebrow raising in a bold way.

“You know we are in New York though.” Calum started. “And we were on satellite radio… You guys remember Sasha… Nelle’s other best friend. Would spend the summer with her every other year? Had braces for like ever then the last summer she visited, she was super hot?”

“Yes, we know you have the hots for her.” Ashton said exasperatedly. “What about her?”

“Anyway, she texted me. She heard the interview. Nelle listen to it. No biggie.” Calum tried to smile, but failed tremendously. Michael darted his eyes to Luke.

“We didn’t say anything bad about her. She’s fine, right? Fuck… I should text her. We should ask her to get dinner with us. She’s back at the loft, right?” Ashton pulled his phone out his pocket as he spoke. He was already tapping rapidly on his phone before anyone could answer.

Luke furrowed his eyebrows, cocking his head to the side. “You’ve been talking to her?”

At this question, Ashton slowly lowered his phone to his lap. He gulped audibly. His words were stuck in his throat. He hadn’t meant to slip up. It had been decided that he with Michael and Calum were not going to tell Luke where Nelle was living at. He had already tried to follow her to Australia once and London.

It had been unpredicted what each member would go through at Nelle’s departure. Calum was sad for a few days; he wasn’t sure what to do with himself without his travel buddy, but quickly adjusted to the new assistant. Michael, too, was upset, but he was adapting well. Ashton wallowed for a bit, maybe more so than Calum and Michael, because like Luke, he still crushed way too hard on Nelle. He knew that there was nothing ever going to happen between the two; he’d realized that Nelle did have feelings for Luke, so he had to get over it, and she was always a text or phone call away, so the adjusting wasn’t too difficult. It was just she was not there anymore, physically.

However, Luke went through a tantrum phase. Anything the new assistant did was absolutely wrong. He blew up at the smallest things. If he asked for room temperature water, but got slightly cool water, he would throw a bitch fit. He distanced himself from the band for a bit. He only spoke with them when they had shows or interviews. He’d stayed locked up in his bus bunk, hotel room, wherever they were staying at. He’d text Nelle and she’d never reply. He had tried to go Home whenever he’d spoken with his mother and she told him that Nelle had just left her house. He tried to go to London when he’d overheard Michael leaving a rather upsetting voicemail about her disowning them for Mali-Koa. The sudden vastness of her being not there threw him for a loop. This crush, intense liking, feeling for her was messing with him severely. If she’d departed the band at any other time, he knew he wouldn’t be reacting this way. She just had to leave when his emotions for her had just blossomed.

Fuck.

Calum suddenly raised up from his spot on the couch. He was nervously spinning his phone in hand, checking the time after every third spin.

Suddenly he stopped, facing Luke. Calum’s head tilted slightly, confused at once.

“I just don’t fucking get it.” He mused. This time it was Luke to look bewildered. “Why? Why are suddenly so strung up on Nelle? You’re acting so clingy and it’s weird. You’ve never shown any interest in her. We go on hiatus, start touring again and all of sudden you’re acting like her boyfriend. Giggling, sleeping in her room, fighting to sit next to her, inside jokes…”

“Ya know… now that you’re saying it like that, it definitely seems like Luke is keeping something from us.” Michael chimed in. Ashton’s head perked up towards the front man. Could Luke been harboring a secret this long, months on end? Luke was never good with keeping quiet.

Luke’s eyes darted around his bandmates. His scowl dropping, being replaced with nervous lip chewing and nervous hand twisting.

He inhaled and exhaled heavily.

“We kissed.” He blurted out after what felt like minutes of awkward silence and three pairs of eyes awaiting eagerly.

Michael clutched his imaginary pearls, his very exaggerated gasps filling the room.

“What? When? Where? HoooOOOOoOW?” he howled. Calum shot him an annoyed glance.

Calum was neither shocked nor upset about the statement. He just wanted to know what happened between his two best friends. He just wanted his band to go back to normal.

“It was when we were on break.” Luke exclaimed. Ashton’s eyebrow raised. He recalled him spending time with Nelle, not anymore than usual, yet she never brought up the fact that she had kissed one of his best friends.

“Well that explains fucking everything.” Michael stated sarcastically. “C’mon, there’s gotta be more.”

Luke sighed, shaking his head.

“I was supposed to be doing my therapy sessions, but every time I'd get in the car, I’d have these intense anxiety attacks that kept me from driving. I told Cal and he suggested he drive me… I said okay and on the next time I went to his house so we could ride together. He wasn’t there but Nelle was.

“She was supposed to be on vacation just like us but I explained to her what had happened and she insisted. She took me to my session and we got lunch afterwards. It was weird. We didn’t say much, just made polite conversation.

“On my next session, same thing happened. Cal forgot, wasn’t home, Nelle took me. It became a routine. She took me to all my sessions even after I objected to wasting her time and I could easily get my mom or one of you to take me.

“The day that Ash came up with Want You Back…” Luke paused, his cerulean blues looking towards Calum wearily. “After the session, I was reading the texts from you, telling me to all meet at Cal's because Ashton called a band meeting so we got there but obviously no one was there yet. Nelle invited me into her house. I’d never been inside but that time we helped her and Cal move in…

“By this time we had kind of become friends but there was this tension and I know she felt it too. Next thing I know we're making out… like full-on making out, with her pulling me towards her room. We get in there and we collapse on her bed. I remember black everything and lavender sheets. It smelled like her pop rocks smelling lotion with a twinge of weed. We're kissing. Intensely.”

Luke stopped talking again. All the boys were staring at him, in awe of the story he had been struggling to keep internal. Calum noticed the way Luke reached up to place a hand on his chest; he clutched the material of his gray shirt, a far off in the distance glassy gaze on his handsome face.

“She heard Calum’s car on the driveway before I did. I’d been so absorbed in her, thinking how the fuck is this happening? Is this really fucking happening right now! She separated from me so fast that I felt literally cold and empty. Then she acted like nothing happened. She didn’t say anything about it. Just went on like… as if it just didn’t occur.

“But I couldn’t forget. I tried to talk to her about it and she just acted like she didn’t know what I was talking about so I did the same. Then we started touring again and working on the new album and it was a distraction. A good one… until I realized that I liked her. That’s why I was getting to know her, bothering her, hanging around her. She couldn’t tell me no knowing that it would look suspicious to you. I think she gave in to me eventually because I know she feels the same. She feels the same way I feel for her.

“And I'm sorry. I’m sorry to all three of you for keeping this secret. For being a fucking asshole. I just… I think it’s beyond the like stage. I think I’m like… at the L-word stage.”