𝕔𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘 !

pavlova "lovey" candlehead // nineteen // auroria university

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「  * &.  ✧  ━  v a n e s s a. 」‌:

the demigod let out an annoyed sigh. “why is the sun just so bright?” she asked moving to a less sunny seat. the bad thing about auradon that she didn’t have to worry about on the isle was the sun. sure it did feel nice on her skin when she was cold, sometimes it was just too much for vanessa. she knew that someday she would get use to it and everything would be fine. but she knew that day wasn’t going to be today.

                  LOVEY BLINKED A few times, squinting a n g r i l y at the sky. ❝ i hear ya’, gorgeous. ❞ they brought a hand up to shield the sun from their eyes, face scrunching up at the piercing headache that the bright lighting only seemed to aggravate. ❝ can’t even catch a goddamn break. i was busy last night. obvi, i wasn’t gonna be ready to go to classes and shit with this motherfucker deciding to be front and center today. ❞

[frcmzerc]

kang kyungwon, demi-girl, she/they. —  looks like pavlova ʻloveyʻ candlehead is attending auroria university in auradon.  they’re the nineteen year old child of candlehead,  which means they’re from sugar rush. heard they’re outgoing & effervescent,  but can also be  absent-minded & crass ;  we all have our bad days.  people normally associate  them with trick candles that can never be blown out, the smell of new leather, brightly colored hair, and loud music playing from the other side of a closed door.

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[dimplesjae]

yuha being a girl crush as per usual ♡

[frcmzerc]

「  * &.  ✧  ━ p o c k y. 」‌:

        «♡»  pocky  can’t  exactly  be  considered  an  asshole  —  not  quite.  sure,  he's  a  flirt,  but  he  knows  when  to  stop,  when  to  put  it  away,  and  he  is  never  …  mean.  his  mom  had  always  told  him  he  didn’t  have  a  mean  script  in  his  entire  code.  and  sometimes  he  wants  to  be  an  asshole.  sometimes  he  wants  to  bash  someone’s  head  into  a  wall  like  lyric,  to  give  someone  a  broken  nose  if  they  treat  him  or  his  friends  the  wrong  way  —  but  at  the  end  of  the  day,  he's  pliant  and  submissive  and  not  nearly  as  much  of  an  asshole  as  he  wishes  he  were.

        above  all,  though  ?  he  just  wants  to  be  glitch - free.  which  is  why  he’s  holed  up  in  his  bedroom,  laptop  on  his  lap  as  he  hacks  away  at  his  code,  poking  and  prodding,  shifting  things  around.  if  it  were  up  to  him,  he  would  actually  go  into  his  code,  but  he  doesn’t  have  time  for  that  today.

        he  hardly  notices  the  door  to  his  dorm  room  open,  and  so  he  doesn’t  have  time  to  react  before  lovey  is  draping  herself  across  his  back.  a  surprised  glitch  tears  through  him  and  he  winces.  ❝  ah !  shit,  ah  —  ❞  slamming  his  laptop  closed,  he  shoves  it  under  his  pillow  and  forces  a  laugh  to  fall  from  his  lips.  ❝  hey,  lovey,  i  —  you’re  telling  me  you  came  all  this  way  just  to  get  an  update  on  my  life  ?  a  simple  text  wouldn’t  have  worked  ?  ❞  a  smile  tugs  at  glossy  lips  and  he  shifts,  pulling  his  blanket  over  him  and  making  himself  comfortable.  ❝  not  much  has  been  new.  made  a  mouse  friend,  won  a  street - race  or  two  …  the  usual.  ❞  his  voice  is  warped  by  another  glitch  that wracks  his  body,  purple  eyes  blinking  innocently  at  his  friend.  *✧｡⋆

           the thing about lovey was that they weren’t coded a g a i s t being kind. they knew their mom was kind of a dick when she was younger. they knew taffyta was a dick. so were A L L the other kids who used to pick on good ‘ole mama von schweetz. sugar rushians weren’t always so sweet, and lovey knew that they themselves were fully capable of turning their backs on anyone they didn’t care about. apathetic, at best. ruthless, at worst.

            pocky was one of those few people they did care about. their ruthlessness turned into a single-minded determination to make sure that the kid turned out okay, regardless of who they had to go through to make sure it happened.

           lovey, showing for once that they could learn from their mistakes, did not flinch at the glitch in the slightest. ❝ oh, got something you tryna hide, baby boy ?? ❞ they wiggled onto their stomach, trying to reach over his shoulder to sneak his computer out from under his pillow. ❝ but a text doesn’t have the same effect. what ?? you ain’t tryna see my handsome mug anymore ?? i can’t believe i’ve been so easily replaced !! ❞ lovey gasped, dropping their full weight onto pocky as they sighed in despair. ❝ and by a mouse, of all things. tell me more. ❞ they met his eyes, voice dropping as they took on a slightly more serious tone. he wasn’t as subtle as he thought he was. ❝ tell me e v e r y t h i n g that’s going on. ❞

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                   lovey was an asshole. there really was no way around this fact. the saving grace of this fact was that lovey was friends with other assholes. there was a system in place. they b a l a n c e d each other out, somewhat. with the way they worked, no one’s feelings got hurt on a day to day basis because they took their asshole tendencies out on each other. sometimes. see ?? there was a method to the madness.

                   there was a also a method to dealing with POCKY. it wasn’t graceful by any means, but it served it’s  . lovey let herself into his room and, before he could look up from his game, bodily draped herself across his back. ❝ hello there, muffin !! ❞ she squirmed, in full asshole glory. she made herself comfortable and, most importantly, making sure pocky didn’t walk out. ❝ i haven’t seen y o u in a bit so, where’s my update on your life ?? the whos, the whats, the hows. the four - one - one. spill the TEA. what’s been new with you, baby boo ?? ❞

@intckycs 

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              ❝ oh, but i’m r e a l good at it, babe. ❞ they winked. they tucked their hands into their pocket, allowing their jean jacket to flare out like wings when they held their arms out in a ‘ what can you do ‘ motion. ❝ i’ll avoid it all cost. it’s not really my job to be kind. i’m just here for the f u n s i e s. ❞

@littlemissdawes said --  ❝ that's a kindness you can't avoid ❞

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                ❝ yeah, i always thought so too. ❞ they rocked in their chair, boots hiked up onto the desk in front of them and chair remaining balanced on its back two legs. they pointed their glittery pen at the other girl. ❝ but not all the strange people are outwardly strange. even the quiet ones -- ❞ they looked pointedly at stella. ❝ have a little something about them. just a bit of EXTRA to ‘em, ya feel ?? ❞

@trcmainc said  --  ❝ the stranger the better. ❞

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                   ❝ really ?? i could give you the best ride of your life, sweetheart.❞ lovey quirked a brow, settling into the leather of their seat as they smirked at the girl through the window of their car. ❝ i SWEAR, i’ll be the best goddamn distraction from all this interrogation bullshit if that’s what you want me to be.❞

@odvttes said -- ❝  just  a  little  rush  babe. ❞

[frcmzerc]

「  * &.  ✧  ━  class schedule ⁞ task 001. 」

MAJOR: mechanical engineering MINOR: n/a

classes: physics | thermodynamics | japanese | computer design | mechanics | applied mathematics | intro to design

[meesememes]

LETTERS // PROMPT MEME.

Send in “ ⎈ ” for a randomised letter written from my muse to yours. For multimuses, please specify which muse you want! 

001. a love letter 002. a letter of condolences 003. an apology 004. an invitation 005. a letter of complaint 006. a farewell letter 007. a letter written in the case of my muse’s death 008. an angry letter 009. a thank you letter 010. a letter for a friend 011. a secret letter 012. an urgent letter 013. a letter from the past 014. a letter from the future 015. an encrypted letter 016. a letter written as a promise

[frcmzerc]

blanche  &   matteo   &    marcellus

[sewerology]

HOZIER  LYRIC  MEME: PT. ONE

a  compilation  of  various  lyrics  from  my  Lord  and  Savior,  HOZIER.

TAKE  ME  TO  CHURCH:

❝ every  sunday's  getting  more  bleak. ❞

❝  we  were  born  sick,  you  heard  them  say  it. ❞

❝  the  only  heaven  i’ll  be  sent  to,  is  when  i’m  alone  with  you. ❞

❝  i’ll  tell  you  my  sins  and  you  can  sharpen  your  knife. ❞

❝  to  keep  the  goddess  on  my  side,  she  demands  a  sacrifice. ❞

❝  that’s  a  fine  looking  high  horse. ❞

❝  we've  a lot  of  starving  faithful. ❞

❝  no  masters  or  kings  when  the  ritual  begins. ❞

❝  there  is  no  sweeter  innocence  than  our  gentle  sin. ❞

ANGEL  OF  SMALL  DEATH  AND  THE  CODEINE  SCENE:

❝  toying  somewhere  between  love  and  abuse. ❞

❝  shaking  the  wings  of  their  terrible  youths. ❞

❝  no  more  alone  or  myself  could  i  be. ❞

❝  bloody  and  raw,  but  i  swear  it  is  sweet. ❞

❝  and  lease  this  confusion,  i'll  wander  the  concrete. ❞

JACKIE  AND  WILSON:

❝  so  tired  trying  to  see  from  behind  the  red  inj my  eyes. ❞

❝  no  better  version  of  me  i  could  pretend  to  be  tonight. ❞

❝  'cause  with  my  mid-youth  crisis  all  said  and  done,  i  need  to  be  youthfully  felt.  ❞

❝ we'll  steal  her  Lexus,  be  detectives,  ride  round  pickin'  up  clues.  ❞

❝  lord  it'd  be  great  to  find  a  place  we  could  escape  sometime.  ❞

❝ every  version  of  me  dead  and  buried  in  the  yard  outside. ❞

SOMEONE  NEW:

❝  you  knew  who  i  was  with  every  step  that  i  ran  to  you. ❞

❝  would  things  be  easier  if  there  was  a  right  way ?  ❞

❝  honey,  there  is  no  right  way. ❞

❝  there's  an  art  to  life's  distractions. ❞

❝  some  like  to  imagine  the  dark  caress  of  someone  else. ❞

❝  i  guess  any  thrill  will  do. ❞

❝  the  stranger  the  better.  ❞

TO  BE  ALONE:

❝  never  felt  too  good  in  crowds. ❞

❝  all  i've  ever  done  is  hide  from  our  times. ❞

❝  but  you  don't  know  what  hell  you  put  me  through. ❞

❝  it  feels  good  to  be  alone  with  you. ❞

❝  there  are  questions  i  can't  ask. ❞ 

❝  we  should  run  away. ❞

FROM  EDEN.

❝  there's  something  tragic  about  you.  ❞ 

❝  there's  something  lonesome  about  you.  ❞

❝  get  closer  to  me. ❞

❝  idealism  sits  prison,  chivalry  fell  on  it's  sword. ❞

❝  innocence  died  screaming,  honey  ask  me,  i  should  know. ❞

❝  babe,  there's  something  wretched  about  this. ❞

❝  oh,  what  a  sin. ❞ 

SEDATED:

❝  just  a  little  rush  babe. ❞

❝  to  feel  dizzy,  to  derail  the  mind  of  me. ❞

❝  you  and  i  nursing  on  a  poison  that  never  stung. ❞

❝  something  isn’t  right. ❞

❝  i  keep  catching  little  words,  but  the  meanings  thin. ❞

❝  we're  slaves  to  any  semblance  of  touch. ❞

❝  darlin’, don't  you  stand there watching. ❞

❝  free  and  young, and  we  can  feel  none  of  it. ❞

WORK  SONG:

❝  is  that  the  kind'a  way  to  face  the  burning  heat ?  ❞ 

❝  she/he/you  give  me  toothaches  just  from  kissin'  me. ❞

❝  no  grave  can  hold  my  body  down. ❞

❝  i  was  three  days  on  a  drunken  sin. ❞

❝  heaven  and  hell  were  words  to  me . ❞

LIKE  REAL  PEOPLE  DO:

❝  i  had  a  thought,  dear. ❞

❝  why  were  you  digging  ?  ❞

❝  what  did  you  bury  ?  ❞

❝  honey,  just  put  your  sweet  lips  on  my  lips.  ❞

❝  i  could  not  ask  you  where  you  came  from.  ❞

❝  we  should  just  kiss  like  real  people do.  ❞

IT  WILL  COME  BACK:

❝  you  know  better  than  to  look  at  me  like  that. ❞ 

❝  you  know  better  than  to  talk  to  me  like  that.  ❞

❝  don’t  give  it  a  hand,  offer  it  a  soul. ❞

❝  jesus  christ,  don’t  be  kind  to  me.  ❞

❝  don’t  let  me  in  with  no  intention  to  keep  me.  ❞

❝  you  don’t  understand. ❞

❝  honey,  don’t  feed  me,  i  will  come  back.  ❞

❝  that’s  a  kindness  you  can’t  avoid.  ❞

❝  give  me  mercy.  ❞

❝  you’ll  hear  me  howling  outside  your  door.  ❞

[frcmzerc]

blanche  &   matteo   &    marcellus 

[frcmzerc]

「  * &.  ✧  ━  o p h e l i a. 」:

          “  maybe  not  like  that,  ”  ophelia  began,  shaking  her  head  slightly,  as  the  smallest  of  amused  smiles  appeared.  she  wasn’t  the  confrontational  type,  but  she  was  trying  to  be  as  helpful  as  possible.  “  she  deserves  to  know  the  truth  about  her  boyfriend,  but  —  do  it  in  a  nice  way  ?  we’re  not  actually  trying  to  hurt  her.  ”

           ❝ no, but i’d let her hurt m e, ❞  lovey sighed, half-swooning against ophelia’s side. sparing people’s feelings wasn’t exactly their strong suit. it was usually the thing that got them into t r o u b l e -- not being able to keep their stupid mouth shut. ❝ her boyfriend isn’t even that CUTE. i’m cuter, aren’t i, babe ?? ❞ lovey asked, completely ignoring the fact that ophelia had no means to compare.

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「  * &.  ✧  ━  c h r i s t m a s. 」‌:

Christmas sighed as he sat himself down at one of the picnic tables. “None of these stores have snakes or spiders that I can buy. I went to one store and the lady told me she would call the cops on me if I came back. I didn’t say anything bad…just that I was going to make a soup for everyone to try. I guess the only good thing about the Isle is that you could eat bugs, spiders and even snakes and no one batted an eye..”

                        ❝ listen up, buttercup -❞ lovey sighed, pushing away her bowl of perfectly normal soup, lips pressing into a line at the thought of it being filled with anything OTHER than chicken and noodles. ❝ people operate a bit differently here. there’s probably s o m e places where they eat bugs and shit as a delicacy or whatever, but right H E R E, we’re mild people. vanilla, even. me, especially, i’m a c a n d y person. i know all about vanilla. v sweet of you to think of sharing though. a-plus effort. A L L of the gold stars for you and you only. ❞

[frcmzerc]

「  * &.  ✧  ━  k i t t y. 」‌:

kitty could, and would, write an entire essay on why raspberry flavoured jello was the best kind of jello. and how, if you mixed a little extra gelatin into the mix, it became just solid enough to form into balls to throw at people but still soft enough to splatter on impact. they would giggle each time one of these balls flew through the air towards random passerby, the screeching like music to their ears. “oh what a lovely day for a jelly-filled bucket of fun,” they remarked, skipping away from the place that they had been standing to avoid the glares of one particularly angered victim. 

“oh don’t you think it’s a wonderful day for a little bit of red?” she asked, setting up base not far from where another person currently was. “a beautiful, perfect day!” splat! the jello slid down the wall, staining previously white stone red as it moved. “would you like to try?”

              lovey watched that jelly havoc rage around courtyard of the campus with a kind of manic glee. they weren’t really the type to think of trying to orchestrate these kind of wide-scale inconveniences when they were sober, but they did thoroughly enjoy the show while it was happening. they POPPED their lollipop into their mouth, holding it between their t e e t h as they dug out a pen and paper out from their bag. on a particularly satisfying splat, lovey held up up her paper. the number ❛ 10 ❜ was written in sparkly pink pen, like a judge scoring a dive.

                    ❝ p e r f e c t. absolutely stellar, babe. ❞ when the other girl stooped down next to them,  lovey felt a grin spread across her lips. their grin turned a little bit FERAL as they took the proffered jello ball. ❝ moon pie, i hope you realize you have made my fucking day. ❞ lovey patted the girl on the cheek, before turning and letting the ball loose towards the back of some poor kid’s head.

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「  * &.  ✧  ━   l y r i c. 」‌:

CIGARETTE IN HAND, Lyric was sitting down listening to some drunken rambling about how if some kid were to steal the museum artifacts, they’d do it RIGHT and not get caught moving things. Lyric literally had no fucking clue what they were talking about. He could feel his chest pounding from bursts of adrenaline ( not that he actually felt a heartbeat there in years ) from crossing the streams a little too much. He nodded along, noticing a cue that he’s been able to hone in after countless times of being too FUCKED UP to actually listen to a conversation. But then, Lovey was on his lap. Lovey was whispering in his ear. Lovey leaned close and he could feel their breath on his skin. Above all, Lovey told him to play a role. Instinctively, as natural as if they’d been dating since they were in middle school, he wrapped his arm around their waist, pulling their body closer to him. 

❝ GOD, I LOVE hearing you laugh, Lovey. But I know when you want something— You’ll just have to wait, yeah ?? When we get home— ❞ He snickered, almost breaking character, but managed to play it off by tightening his hold on them, burying his face into their neck. Like hell, he’d kiss them so intimately, he knew his boundaries. When he composed himself, he lifted his face, seeing a disgruntled partygoer. Lyric’s drunken companion tried a conversation— it didn’t work. ❝ Can I help ya ?? ❞ the prince barked, pulling away only to bring his smoke back into his mouth to take a drag, not breaking eye contact with the admirer. ❝ I was just telling MY Lovey about what we’d name our dog. I said ❛ Cat ❜ and did you hear their laugh ?? They thought it was fucking ridiculous !! God, it’s a wonder how I’m going to marry you when you think my greatest jokes aren’t even funny. ❞ His eyes had complete and genuine intoxicated admiration for the party monster nestled on his lap. He knew how to sell a look. 

                           the compliance was immediate and lovey couldnʻt help but let out a small hum of pleasure as she burrowed into lyricʻs arms. there was nothing quite like the ease of their friendship. the way they could melt into each other ; the way they understood exactly what the other one needed without them needing to spell it out for one another ; the way he didnʻt hesitate to help her out when she needed it. it all came easy as breathing, and it must have been evident by the look on the admirer’s face. lovey dropped her face into lyric’s hair, masking her giggles by pressing a kiss to the top of lyric’s head.

                           “ but thatʻs so far away, ” she whined, lip sticking out like a petulant child who didnʻt get the toy they wanted. they knew it would only serve to make the giggles worse, but they tried. a thrum of excitement raced through her at the tone of lyricʻs voice and she kept quiet, hunkering down in lyric’s hold to enjoy the show. she took a hold of lyricʻs wrist and took a drag of his cig from between his fingers as he talked, blinking coquettishly at the now stammering party boy. “ but itʻs funny !! and how can i not wanna lock you down when your first suggestion was ‘ moose ‘. our pup is such a little guy, ya see. isnʻt that just hysterical ?? ” she let the giggles she was holding back pour out, melting back against lyric and huffing a laugh against his neck, nuzzling a line up his jaw with the tip of his nose. “ ainʻt he just such a catch, my lyric ?? ” 

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「  * &.  ✧  ━  o p h e l i a. 」‌:

          ophelia  nodded  along  to  the  story,  doing  her  best  to  keep  up  the  second  time  around.  dude  at  a  party,  with  lyric,  has  a  girlfriend  —  so,  she  figured  she’d  gotten  the  gist  of  it  at  this  point.  “  ah,  alright,  i  gotcha,  ”  ophelia  finally  concluded  with  a  firm  nod.  “  but  —  why  can’t  you  just  tell  the  girl  &  let  her  decide  what  to  do  ?  ”

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                   that seemed much too easy for lovey, and she squinted her eyes at the other girl. ❝ what would i tell her ?? ” lovey pouted, itʻs not like she proof of the boyfriendʻs indiscretion besides her words. ❝ like, ❛ hey, your boyfriendʻs a heaping trash pile. ❜❞ she snapped her fingers. ❝ or oh !! ❛ you should get over him . . . . . preferably by getting under me. ❜❞

[parismemes]

HADESTOWN THEMED HEADCANONS.

road to hell —— is your muse more passive or active when they interact with others? do they prefer to observe or interact?

any way the wind blows —— does your muse travel a lot?

come home with me —— does your muse believe in love at first sight? if so, would they ever act on those feelings?

wedding song —— what are some things that your muse does to show off?

epic I —— is your muse very musically oriented?

livin’ it up on top —— does your muse value money or happiness more?

all i’ve ever known —— do relationships change your muse? could they, if your muse loved their partner enough?

way down hadestown —— does your muse ever gossip? how easily do they believe rumors they hear?

chant —— how easily distracted is your muse? when they’re working on something they’re passionate about, is it hard to pull them away?

hey, little songbird —— would your muse easily fall for someone’s kind facade?

when the chips are down —— would your muse take an offer that would benefit them even if it would hurt someone they loved?

gone, i’m gone —— does your muse run from their problems or try to confront them?

wait for me —— how far would your muse go to save someone they loved?

why we build the wall —— if your muse was in a position of power, how would they rule? do they believe fear yields respect, or that kindness does?

our lady of the underground —— would your muse disregard the law, provided that doing so could help others?

way down hadestown (reprise) —— has your muse ever made a choice that they realized afterwords was terrible? if so, what was it?

flowers —— does your muse tend to have nightmares, good dreams, or strange dreams?

nothing changes —— does your muse believe they can change the world, or would they rather wait for someone else to do that?

if it’s true —— how badly does your muse react to the news that a loved one has left them?

how long? —— is your muse moved by others’ sorrow and suffering, or do they believe that everyone must suffer at least a little?

chant (reprise) —— is your muse a leader or a follower? do they go on well without instruction or guidance?

epic III —— does your muse keep their emotions carefully guarded, or wear them on their sleeve?

promises —— how good is your muse at keeping their word?

word to the wise —— when your muse is in a tough spot, do they seek out advice?

his kiss, the riot —— does your muse believe that helping others makes them entitled to those people’s respect?

wait for me (reprise) —— does your muse struggle more with physical or mental burdens?

doubt comes in —— how often does your muse doubt themself?

road to hell (reprise) —— does your muse still cry when watching a sad movie they’ve seen before?

we raise our cups —— is your muse the type to persevere no matter what, or do they give up easily?