we're fallin' in love

we can dance for hours, it's just you & nothing matters

[fcreverlasting]

written by alice ( 29, she / her ) for ciderpointhq. currently writing 8 characters, listed below ♡

CLEO HYUN, 30. down for the count, when will I have it together? about › tag › interactions › answers › tasks › image › musings  

NORA SMITH, 27. don't hide. too shy to say, but I hope you stay. about › tag › interactions › answers › tasks › image › musings  

NATE FLETCHER, 32. you can't blame yourself, no, you're just human. about › tag › interactions › answers › tasks › image › musings  

GRACE LIANG, 29. oh, I'd be jealous if I met me too. about › tag › interactions › answers › tasks › image › musings  

LUKE WINDSOR, 35. it's just a spark, but it's enough to keep me going. about › tag › interactions › answers › tasks › image › musings  

MATEO DIAZ GARCIA, 32. road's empty, so you drive a little faster. about › tag › interactions › answers › tasks › image › musings  

TODD NELSON, 33. did I build a ship to wreck? about › tag › interactions › answers › tasks › image › musings  

DAPHNE MILLER, 28. play a song for this pretty little lady. about › tag › interactions › answers › tasks › image › musings

[fcreverlasting]

SAVINGGRACE ADDED TO THEIR STORY !

tagged: anthony @overpours ❤

[fcreverlasting]

starter: winter ( @yourcinluv ) location: winter's home, sometime in may

this isn't a first impression, more like a hundredth, but regardless, he feels like it isn't a very good one. wrangling a thirty kilo golden retriever with both arms, to stop her from flattening winter before he can even start packing for his trip. "I promise she's not like this all the time." a nervous laugh as he lets her drag him down the path, feet almost tumbling over one another. "she's just excited to see you. she won't be like this the whole 10 days, I promise." it's probably too late to find kennel space for her now, so he gives lucky a stern look when she turns to look at him, work those puppy eyes for him to let her go. he doesn't.

[ilovethismood]

Jason: Thanks so much. Just what I always wanted. Jason: Nah, tacocat has got you beat.

[fcreverlasting]

daphne: you're soooo welcome, babe! 🥰 daphne: tacocat !? daphne: won't forget this, feldman... daphne: has no one ever told you how good i am at holding a grudge? 😒

[grxndvoile]

closed   !!  —   for   @fcreverlasting (   utp!   ) 📍  lois & found

🪐     "does this look like something you'd wear to a family reunion?" it's clear saul isn't entirely thrilled on the idea of such occasion. but he needed to show up, they were his family at the end of the day. "i look like an old man in this..."

[fcreverlasting]

nate turns quickly to glance over at saul, lips drawn tight. "looks like something I'd wear, so I'd say yeah, you do look like an old man." not that nate is old, although he certainly feels it, but he dresses like his high school english teacher. "depends on the vibe. is it a party reunion or a sit down event or...?"

[starinvasion]

"I think I'm still asleep, actually," she said solemnly, taking the seat across from her. "Today has a real fever dream vibe going. Has yours been bad? Or is bed just better?"

[fcreverlasting]

"that's exactly it! honestly, today has been all over the place." she sighs into her seat, head in her palms, elbows on the table. "bed is always better, though. both can be true." a small grin, then hidden by a sip of her drink. "it's only lunch, too. I gotta get back to work..." she quickly glances at her watch, shrugs. "soon... the day isn't even close to over!"

[k1tschs]

closed  starter  for  cleo  @fcreverlasting setting:  milkshake  bar

vada  lets  out  a  dramatic  sigh,  sipping  on  her  butterscotch  milkshake.  "  i  can’t  believe  we  did  all  that  shit  and  had  to  come  to  work  like  normal  people  the  next  day.  "  it  was  just  an  open  mic,  after  all.  still,  it  made  her  feel  like  they  were  on  top  of  the  fucking  world,  even  if  only  for  one  night.  "  i  think  it’s  about  time  we  put  out  a  new  single  or  something.  get  more  shit  done,  you  know?  "  resting  her  elbow  on  the  counter,  she  props  her  cheek  against  her  palm  and  looks  over  at  cleo.  "  anyway,  are  you  free  this  weekend?  my  dad  is  dying  to  meet  you  girls.  he  wants  to  invite  you  and  bea  over  for  dinner.  "

[fcreverlasting]

cleo loves vada, she really does, but sometimes she feels like she's riding front seat of the fastest rollercoaster when they talk ruby valentine. one second, she's laughing, thinking of blonde sundays early days when she'd complain about the exact same dilemma, thinking they were the hottest thing since sliced bread. next, there's a shiver running down her spine. "a single?" are they moving too fast, already thinking about 'getting more shit done', or is it just cleo's nerves getting the best of her again? "oh—" and now they're talking about her dad. well, at least that doesn't make her want to curl up in a ball and bawl. "yeah, I'm free. working in the morning saturday, but just give me enough time to shower and get rid of the milkshake smell, I can be there anytime."

[ilovethismood]

"Oh shit thanks!" Christian smiled brightly at the woman as he pulled out his airpods. He took the papers and sat them on the counter beside him. "It's ok if you did read them, there isn't anything too important on them anyway." He slid one of the pages toward her. It was an old shopping list covered in random scribbles. "My daughter just mastered coloring and likes to scribble everywhere. I keep them on hand for when we go out." Christian smiled gently at the other woman noticing how nervous she looked. "Did you want to sit? I promise that I don't bite and I'm actually really nice."

[fcreverlasting]

he's such a good sport about it that nora's shoulders visibly relax. weight lifted off them as he takes the papers without any fanfare, she finally lets herself return his smile, much more subdued, but a smile nonetheless. "maybe so, but it's still rude to read them. they're not mine; there was no way for me to know they weren't important." as he continues, she finds herself laughing ever so softly. "that sounds to me like they are important." her father had kept every piece of art she'd ever done, fostered the love she has for it now. "oh? sure, thank you." it doesn't cross her mind that that's exactly what a not actually really nice guy would say, sliding into the seat opposite him. "what's your daughter's name? i-if you don't mind me asking."

[yourcinluv]

he presses one hand to the center of his chest, shaking his head despite the amusement sparkling in his eyes. “i would never laugh at you.” which may be more convincing had he managed to keep the laughter from his voice. “what if we got it hemmed? would you wear it then?” palms lift up, head tilts, and a grin breaks through the serious expression he's attempting. “pilgrim sleeves are in this summer. i saw it on instagram.” 

[fcreverlasting]

"you're doing it right now!" a swish of her skirt, to see if she can salvage anything about this monstrosity. she can't. "hemmed? you really think this... this thing! can be saved?!" glancing down at herself, hands flattening over her stomach, her voice drops. "men really do just know nothing..." head shoots back up. "you did not see it on instagram! there's no way your feed isn't pretty girls, booktok and teachertok." her eyes roll, wondering how much longer before she can get into something more her.

[yourcinluv]

he couldn't help the pride that warmed his features when the loud bout of laughter escaped luke. it happened any time he saw his friend a little lighter, a little looser. “hey, i would expect nothing else; he's a smart guy. usually lends to being funny." equal parts wishful thinking and compliment. chuckling, owen nodded his head from side to side. “i don't know, i get that. easier to keep track of ‘em as teenagers almost. harder when they’re all out of the house. you all seem real close though. that definitely makes it way easier.” he hadn't given his folks the same luxury. “at least they're both just down the street, right?” 

[fcreverlasting]

"and he's a windsor." luke laughs, giving owen a pointed look like that'd been the obvious answer. and in some ways, it is, because they all have their thing. luke's is to not have a thing, the complications of whether or not that counts just making it a better fit for him. "yeah, I think that's it. even if they were in trouble, they'd still be coming home to the same roof." it might've not been his roof the older he got, but now they're all adults, living their own independent lives and he feels like he's on the outside looking in, instead of amongst the chaos. "very close, yeah. I'm very lucky to have them all. down the street, too, that is a bonus." moving here had easily been the best decision of his life so far.

COMPLETED !

[yourcinluv]

a lot could be said about owen wright, but he wasn't stupid. took a lot of pride in his intelligence, and not in the same way todd nelson seemed to. one of the pros of working with teenagers was he had a lot of experience with boys like todd — arrogant, desperate to push buttons until the other cracked. unfortunately, even his patience was wearing thin, and it showed in his short tone of voice. “uh-huh.” he wiggled the book in his hands between them, jaw tight. “i'll never say no to a sci-fi break. hell, you might like this series, too. a little more advanced than the stuff you write, but captivating.” 

[fcreverlasting]

the unfortunate thing about todd nelson is that because he thrives on knowing he's getting on someone's nerves, he's spent the last thirty years finetuning his ability to spot someone's jaw tightening out of the corner of his eye, shoulders ever so slightly tenser than before he'd opened his big, fat mouth. owen falls into it hook, line and sinker. another unfortunate thing about todd nelson is that his ego is so inflated, he's long since stopped taking any digs at his writing personally. "that's high praise, maybe I'll check it out. what book are you on? I'll make sure I can catch up so we can discuss it next time we perfectly time our library visits just to see each other."

[pastlifc]

𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠:  penny  park,  penny  lane / @fcreverlasting

ofeliya's  mother  had  always  told  her  the  way  to  a  person's  heart  is  through  their  stomach,  and  she  figured  the  same  could  go  for  apologies,  if  she  set  it  up  well  enough.  a  mixture  of  emotions  run  through  her,  sitting  cross  legged  on  the  picnic  blanket  across  from  cleo.  “it's  from  al  tavolo,”  she  blurts,  gesturing  to  the  food  and  meeting  cleo's  eyes  hesitantly.  “i  hope  you  like  chicken  margherita,”  she's  stalling,  that  much  is  clear  as  her  hand  wring  together  in  her  lap,  heaving  a  hefty  sigh.  despite  how  awful  she  feels  for  leaving  cleo  at  open  mic  night,  she  can't  seem  to  shake  the  image  of  her  and  winston  from  her  mind  (  did  her  due  diligence  to  check  the  flyer  for  his  name,  remembering  his  performance  from  that  night  ).  she  had  full  hope  that  her  and  cleo  were  turning  a  new  leaf,  finally  shaking  the  cycle  they'd  fallen  into.  admittedly  had  LESS  now,  heart  panging  in  her  chest  as  she  remembers  the  engagement  headlines  that  haunted  her  for  months.  “so,”  a  brief  pause,  “how  did  your  night  end  up  going  the  other  day  ?  i  don't  think  i  eneded  up  asking  after  i  called  you  …”

[fcreverlasting]

initially, cleo hadn't thought much of ofeliya's sudden departure. she'd taken her texted apology at face value, that something important must've come up for her to rush off. she'd gone back and forth on whether or not to ask if everything had gone okay, overthinking the not-so-fine line between caring and overbearing. ultimately, she'd shot off a 'hope everything's okay! let me know if you need anything!' message that hopefully came across so nonchalant despite the fact she'd been picking at her sleeve for thirty minutes before sending it. then, this invite had been extended and ofeliya had been acting strange since they'd sat down. "I do, thank you." naturally, cleo has to spiral, wonder what she's done wrong, how she can fix it. she's grateful for the question, although it's not an interesting answer. "well, I went to see winston and bea after their set, tell them how great they were, and then dead seasons were going to be on soon, so I told vada not to cause too much trouble and got an uber home. barely managed to get changed before I crashed into bed. kind of a big night, I suppose it makes sense I was worn out. did... everything go okay for you? you rushed off, so I assume something came up."

[ilovethismood]

Status: Closed for @fcreverlasting (Daphne) Location: Al Tavolo

After a long day of shopping and catching up, both women now sat at a table at Al Tavolo. As they waited for their meals, Dakota gasped at Daphne's words. "What? No way that's crazy! What happened next?" she asked as she sipped her cocktail. Gossip lunches had become a weekly staple in their friendship and Dakota lived for all the new information she was always given.

[fcreverlasting]

daphne lowers her voice, leans forward over the table, as if letting dakota in on a valuable secret. "she stormed back out the reception area and started banging on every door trying to find him!" of course, daphne didn't step in. she had no interest in getting wrapped up in any chaos, and she was very much enjoying the show from the safety of the counter. "processed a couple partial refunds the next morning, as you can imagine."

[ilovethismood]

Jason laid back under the bed to finally finish fixing the bed frame as he continued to speak to Daphne. "How often are you not actually working at the receptionist desk?" He leaned his head out to look at her with a playful smirk on his lips. Jason could also admit to committing time theft. Sometime he would hang in the empty rooms or his workshop in the basement and scroll through his phone.

[fcreverlasting]

"uhhhh..." she taps against her chin, very obviously pretending to think about it. "probably like eighty-five per cent of the time." a shrug, because so far, the boss seems to be letting her get away with it. she'll spring into action when someone comes in, isn't that enough? "little tap tap on the keyboard, turn some pages in the diary; I'll at least make it look like I'm working. I'm no amateur, jason."

[ilovethismood]

"Oh wow that's a long time." She remarked as they came to the Coastal Coffee's door. She pulled it open and allowed him to go first before entering herself. "Yeah it was rough going at first but after I sold a few pieces and got some reviews from it, it started to flow easier." Margot breathed in the coffee scents and looked over the menu. "What do you normally order?"

[fcreverlasting]

"it doesn't feel it." he hums with a soft smile. "the time has flown since I moved here, actually." probably something to do with being surrounded by family again; time flies when you're having fun and all that. "it's all worth it in the end, right? the hard work?" he'd never been good at networking; another reason he's glad his acting career never took off. "oh, usually just a plain latte, nothing exciting."

[davinaclaires]

SCOOBY-DOO 2: MONSTERS UNLEASHED 2004, dir. Raja Gosnell

[ilovethismood]

Text ->Daphne 📱

Jason: I found this pic in my camera roll. Jason: When did you even have my phone?😂

@fcreverlasting

[fcreverlasting]

daphne: what you don't know can't hurt you 🥰 daphne: you're welcome btw... beautiful girl in your camera roll... daphne: did you make it your wallpaper yet? 🤩