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no hard feelings, huh? // julie

THE LOST BOYS. ⤷  accepting !  ✧˖°🐸 ⊹ ࣪ 🌈˖ ⋆.˚🪕⟡ ࣪

a  bowl  of  dry  cereal  sits  in  one  hand  while  the  other  holds  open  the  refrigerator  door.  tired  eyes  scan  the  shelves  inside  for  a  carton  of  milk  to  complete  a  balanced  breakfast.  sleep  still  hung  heavily  around  her  frame,  the  cool  refrigerated  air  hitting  her  face  is  the  only  thing  keeping  her  awake.  for  once,  the  morning  felt  relatively  normal.  back  in  phoenix,  julie  got  into  the  habit  of  waking  up  before  everyone  else  to  avoid  her  father.  and  in  boston,  her  semesters  were  filled  with  early  classes.  in  santa  carla,  early  mornings  felt  like  a  privilege——-  a  gift.  milk  meets  cereal  and  now,  the  quest  for  a  clean  spoon.  the  early  morning  silence  is  briefly  broken  by  the  clinking  of  silverware  in  the  rather  disorganized  kitchen  drawer.  ( she'll  make  a  mental  note  to  reorganize  that  later. )  plunging  a  found  spoon  into  her  bowl,  julie  turns  to  eat  trying  and  failing  not  to  seem  too  startled  upon  finding  star  standing  there.  the  question  she’s  met  with  catches  her.  had  she  been  acting  that  way ?  a  furrowed  brow  signifies  deep  thought  before  her  expression  softens  completely.   “ i’ve  found  that  hard  feelings  aren’t  super  productive. ”  her  response  murmured  amongst  a  mouthful  of  cereal.  “ i’ve  lived  in  a  house  filled  with  a  lot  of  anger  before.  i  wouldn’t  want  to  do  that  to  someone  else,  you  know ? ”  she  shrugs,  “ and  you  saved  both  of  my  brothers’  lives.  so—  ”

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small insights about ARIEL + JULIE now that i've seen the show + read the script

ARIEL:

it makes ariel uncomfy whenever david puts star in situations to make her feed when she very clearly doesn't want to, she’s a big proponent of star doing it on her own accord. she wants star to feed too so she doesn’t have to lose her friend.

she always checks in with star before going off with the guys and has no qualms staying behind if she can sense she's not doing great.

ariel liked sneaking into videomax to flirt with pete (before promptly being kicked out by max) she's kinda annoyed when the guys kill him since she found him to be pretty nice and she got a lot of good movie recommendations from him but she understands why they feel the need to and gets a little taste for herself.

ariel doesn't have a motorcycle of her own (no interest) so she likes to take turns riding with all of the boys though she ends up riding with marko more often than not

ariel loves flying! especially with the guys, she thinks it’s the most exhilarating thing in the world. she was actually pretty eager to jump off the bridge when she first went through her transformation

like the others, ariel does not take marko's death well and she sees star helping the frog brothers and sam escaping as a devastatingly hurtful betrayal

ariel goes into the final confrontation at the emersons with a lot of grief which is very easily ramped up into rage by the remaining boys. she's ready for a confrontation with star and will kill if she has to

JULIE:

i don't think she really fully knows what happened the night before michael, lucy and sam left pheonix. she arrives the next morning from boston to help move to santa carla

her big goal for the summer is to make amends/reconnect with her brothers. it's working with sam... not so much with michael ):

lucy dubbing michael "the man of the house" really really bothers julie

at the start of act one, julie's considering not going back to school in the fall to stay with her family now that their father is out of the picture

she gets a job bagging at the local grocery store to help lucy with finances (the same one we see sam carrying bags in from the scene leading up to MOM'S BOYFRIEND IS A VAMPIRE) she takes on night shifts so that sam isn't alone by himself during the day when lucy goes to work which means she isn't home during SECRET COMES OUT, julie finds out what happened to michael after/during the failed dinner with max

julie drives michael and star to coronado bluff once they all realize what sam and the frog brothers are planning to do

she’s skeptical of star for all of five minutes before seeing just how deeply she and michael care for each other.

she's pretty on board with the whole vampire killing situation mostly because she hasn't slept in like a week

when dwayne knocks michael out, julie pulls his body out of sight and is desperately trying to wake him up while sam has his diva crossbow moment 

at least one of sam's rob lowe posters belonged to her in high school

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@encntada (David and Ariel)

"You're awfully close to Marko. Might I ask what that's all about?" He's not jealous no. Never jealous. They're all together in one way or another. He's just an attention whore and doesn't understand why Marko's getting all the attention. Sure he gets why, but also doesn't get why.

"Surely his guitar skills aren't that good." He knows they are though. Tall dark and handsome likes to practice all the time so he can then me be a show off later.

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was  this  an  interrogation ?  had  she  even  done  something  to  warrant  an  interrogation ?  had marko ? brows  furrow  momentarily  before  an  attempt  is  made  to  answer  him  honestly,  " he's  a  cool  guy  and  i've  dealt  with  a  lot  of… "  the  briefest  thought  is  spared  to  her  old  life,  her  first  kill.  the  subtlest  change  in  tone  reflects  this,  " you  know,  not  cool  guys.  so,  i've  decided  i  like  hanging  around  him. "  shoulders  rise  and  fall  with  a  lazy  shrug,  " is  that  okay  with  you ? "

teeth  gnash  into  her  bottom  lip  attempting  to  keep  laughter  at  bay.  the  lead  singer  always  has  to  be  the  center  of  attention,  how  naive  of  her  to  forget.  " they're  good  enough  for  him  to  be  in  your  band. "  she'll  counter.  ariel  could  feel  the  sides  of  her  mouth  curling  into  a  smile,  her  eyes  glittering  with  amusement.  " you  know,  david… "  a  few  steps  are  taken  towards  him.  an  elongated  fingernail  reaches  out  to  hook  the  chain  of  one  of  the  many  necklaces  hanging  over  his  chest.  her  voice  is  low——  almost  sultry  as  she  continued,  " if  you  want  to  hang  out  with  me,  you  can  just  ask. "

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how can david be mad when he sees her ? ariel is remarkable in the aftermath of a kill and david only feels a pang of jealousy that he wasn’t able to witness it. and perhaps another when she favors marko to taste the last of her triumph. he tries , though perhaps not as much as he should , to hide the twitch of his smirk , the sparking flint in his dark eyes. “ and who could blame you ? ” his knuckles tighten for a moment on the hand clutch — but then , he relaxes. his fanged grin glints with the infusion of pride and resentment. “ next time , however , you may have to walk home. you’re a big girl , afterall , ariel. i have no doubt you can take care of yourself. ” he watches her closely , gauging a reaction for a moment before — “ now tell me , what was his crime tonight ? and how did he look when you found him guilty ? ”

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the picture of bloodied innocence, she'll bat her eyelashes and pout. her arms crossed over her chest like a scolded child. his watchful gaze and subtle warning are both noted, though. the evening fog lingers around the ankles defusing the brightness of awaiting motorcycle headlights. lucky to not have to walk to coronado, ariel notices the seat behind david—— typically reserved for star ——is empty. her mind wanders to the other girl; wondering why she's missing the fun. hoping she was alright. for now, she'll seize the opportunity to ease any tension. her pout becoming a smirk as she alleviates the distance between them. green eyes are asking without asking or in this case, telling without telling him: i'm riding with you tonight. her hands snake over his, fingers curling over his on the clutch. " fraternity affiliation, " she'll answer plainly, stepping up onto the pedal and bringing her leg over to sit. " but what really did him in was not being able to keep his hands to himself. " the deceased young man is still fresh in her memory——- about as stereotypical as they come: bright polo shirt with a popped collar, tacky sunglasses atop his head. his blood tasted like beer and adderall. total douchebag. " oh, he was absolutely petrified. he cried for his mommy and i'm pretty sure he pissed himself. " recalling the memory now makes her laugh, " i almost felt bad for him but then he called me a bitch. " sitting up straighter, her chin rests upon david's shoulder. " his last words, in fact. "

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continued from HERE with @bottomshelfheroes ( LIZZIE FROG ) ✧˖°🐸 ⊹ ࣪ 🌈˖ ⋆.˚🪕⟡ ࣪

" definitely  better  for  you. "  wiping  the  last  bit  of  blood  from  her  chin,  she'll  lean  closer  to  the  other  girl,  " hey,  so…  i'm  gonna  sit  in  that  back  booth  over  there. "  elongated  finger  nails  gesture  vaguely  towards  the  back  of  the  diner,  " and  wait  for  a  couple  of  guys.  we're  probably  not  gonna  order  anything  either. "  ariel  is  dangerously  close  inhaling  the  sweet  scent  of  the  blood  pumping  through  the  waitress's  veins.  " that's  not  gonna  be  a  problem,  right ? "  she  pulls  a  money  clip—— the  owner  of  which  is  currently  rotting  beneath  the  pier——  from  her  lacy  bra,  " i'll  tip  you  real  nice  for  your  trouble. "

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photo  card  update!

realized  i  didn't  tell  y'all  how  the  stage  door/photo  card  distribution  went.  since  it  was  a  saturday  night  show  the  stage  door  was  kinda  hectic  but  i  managed  to  get  a  pretty  good  spot.  i  was  able  to  get  cards  to  dominic  dorset,  ben  crawford  (who  i  had  a  really  nice  moment  with  bc  my  mom  is  such  a  big  fan  of  his),  jennifer  duka  (who  is  so  so  tiny),  miguel  gil,  dean  maupin  (who  i  fell  in  love  with  immediately  when  he  made  deep  eye  contact  with  me  and  told  me  how  cool  he  thought  the  cards  were)  and  brian  flores  (who,  again,  i  am  deeply  in  love  with.  so  so  nice)  since  i  made  enough  for  the  whole  cast,  i  have  a  good  amount  of  cards  left  so  i'll  either  have  to  see  the  show  again  (twist  my  arm)  or  just  mail  them  to  the  palace....  we'll  see.

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mun vs. muse(s): ariel + julie emerson

tagging: you ! (but tag me cuz i wanna seeee)

tagged by: @starsorare <3

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⋆☀︎. county fair scenarios

feel free to combine prompts! add ' reverse ' to switch roles!

[ FERRIS WHEEL ] for my muse to join yours on the ferris wheel

[ COTTON CANDY ] for my muse to buy your muse cotton candy

[ PRIZE ] for my muse to win your muse a prize at a game

[ HAY BALE ] for our muses to sit together on a hay bale

[ FUNHOUSE ] for my muse to find yours lost in the funhouse

[ SNOW CONE ] for my muse to accidentally drop their snow cone

[ PAINT ] for our muses to get their faces painted together

[ RING TOSS ] for my muse to show off (or fail miserably) at ring toss

[ DANCE ] for my muse to ask your muse to dance to a local folk band

[ TICKET ] for my muse to give your muse one of their tickets

[ SNEAK AWAY ] for our muses to ditch the crowd and find a quiet spot away from everyone else

[ RAFFLE ] for my muse to win a raffle for something your muse wants

[ BALLOON ] for my muse to buy your muse a balloon

[ ROLLER COASTER ] for our muses to end up sitting next to each other on the roller coaster

[ PHOTO BOOTH ] for my muse to ask yours to take photos with them

[ TILT-A-WHIRL ] for our muses to ride the tilt-a-whirl together

[ CARAMEL APPLE ] for my muse to let your muse have a bite of their caramel apple

[ STAGE ] for our muses to get pulled up onto the stage during a show

[ SPILL ] for my muse to spill their drink all over yours

[ FUNNEL CAKE ] for our muses to share a funnel cake

[ DUNK TANK ] for my muse to end up in the dunk tank while yours throws the ball

[ KISSING BOOTH ] for my muse to be manning the kissing booth

[ KETTLE CORN ] for my muse to share their bag of kettlecorn with yours

[ PETTING ZOO ] for our muses to spend some time in the petting zoo

[ TUNNEL OF LOVE ] for our muses to end up on the tunnel of love together

[ FORTUNE ] for our muses to get their fortunes told together

[ BOOTH ] for our muses to man a booth together

[ HORSE RIDE ] for our muses to go on a horse ride together

[ LOST ] for our muses to get lost in the crowd together

[ LANTERNS ] for our muses to release lanterns into the night sky together

[ FIREWORKS ] for our muses to watch the night's fireworks together

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we've made it y'all

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hey......... HEY

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we've made it y'all

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making  photocards  to  give  out  at  the  stage  door  this  weekend

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you guysssss they came out so cool

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@encntada sent [ carry ] without asking, sender takes receiver's heavy bags from them and carries them

lucy wishes she could have brought sam and michael with her on this voyage to the other side of the country , but even if things were better in santa carla , money's still tight. she'd left her boys with about a dozen kisses to their cheeks and the top of their sammy's head , and then she was off. a week away. she can't really imagine it. of course , it's not really a vacation. for however long the week ahead feels without her sons , it's been far too long without her little girl. not so little , she supposes , though it's difficult to think of julie as anything but the precious baby she'd craddled in her arms. her eldest and only daughter.

barely off the plane and already , the young woman she knows was once that baby has scooped up her bags and leading her out of the crowded terminal. " really , julie , you don't need to do that , " lucy reaches out to grab her own bags , but only managing to stop the two of them a little out of the way from the crowd. it's then that she finally takes in her daughter , how much she's grown matured changed since the last time she'd seen her. there's no stopping the tears from welling in her eyes now , no force in the universe to stop her from cupping the girl's face in her hands. " let me look at you. "

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flight  arrival  and  departure  times  are  displayed  prominently  upon  a  towering  board  not  too  far  from  where  she's  standing.  the  times  change  occasionally  signifying  any  delays.  julie  glances  over  at  it  for  the  millionth  time  quadruple  checking  that  her  mother's  flight  hadn't  been  delayed.  soon,  a  sizeable  crowd  began  to  migrate  through  the  entryway  labeled  ARRIVALS.  she’ll  pop  onto  her  toes  hoping  to  catch  a  glimpse  of  her  mother  as  the  wave  of  travelers  begin  to  descend  upon  the  terminal.  her  mother  was  hard  to  miss——  not  that  she  ever  could.  dressed  for  spring,  lucy  emerson  is  somehow  the  most  beautiful  woman  in  the  world  even  fresh  off  a  cross  country  flight.  she'll  murmur  a  chorus  of  ' excuse  me '  while  weaving  through  the  sea  of  travelers  to  meet  her  halfway.  like  a  flipped  switch,  eldest  daughter  mode  is  activated:  taking  the  luggage  and  leading  the  way.

" no,  it's  fine.  really,  i've  got  it. "  she's  a  young  woman  on  a  mission  to  escape  logan  airport  but  her  mother's  voice  initiates  a  willing  delay.  any  other  young  adult  her  age  would  be  absolutely  mortified  to  have  their  mother  fawning  over  them  someplace  as  public  and  crowded  as  the  airport.  however,  embarrassment  is  the  farthest  thing  from  julie's  mind.  instead  her  cheeks  flush  and  her  chest  flutters  with  emotion  upon  feeling  the  warmth  of  her  mother's  hands  after  so  much  time  apart.  " mom… "  she'll  attempt  to  laugh  it  off  but  her  eyes  glisten  with  tears,  too.  " mommy,  hi. "

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making  photocards  to  give  out  at  the  stage  door  this  weekend

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