Heaven ✨

Dancin' with the stars, oh every night And gravity comes and wraps her arms around you again It's all fun and games until the party ends

[ivyheaven]

multimuse/multi-ship blog - by luna (she/her, 25+, PT) — prev. overnightheartbeats

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Super low activity, selective indie rp blog - always under construction. muse pages are always in progress, but feel free to ask anything!

lowkey I post a lot of shenanigans unrelated to writing...apologies in advance (again), but please feel free to filter my usual ooc tags Also included in the tags below for reference: #{the sky's awake so i'm awake} and/or #music shenanigans

draft count: 20 // memes owed: too many

note: busiest time of the year kicks off for me, so activity remains super low (maybe lower) and sporadic. Apologies in advance for any delays. I'm slowly adding replies to the queue, but no promises on speed.

[ivyheaven]

tippy toeing my way back here (as if work will let me, but just being delusional)

[snoopylovessoup]

[ivyheaven]

[ivyheaven]

A dodgers win

[sophsun1]

Pooh's Heffalump Halloween Movie (2005) dir. Saul Blinkoff & Elliot M. Bour

[snoopyoftheday]

do the dead dance

[ivyheaven]

jonas brothers concert being livestreamed...yeah i'm officially distracted

[ruinedsoulsrp]

Starter for @ivyheaven based on this

Brock figured it was pretty much the least he could do considering she always put up with his bullshit. And it wasn't like he was swimming in friends. Sure, on the outside it'd appear that way, but he didn't actually care about any of those people. No, not the way he genuinely liked her. His broad shoulders shrugged slightly. "You wanna make him jealous? We can do that."

[ivyheaven]

Complaining about Jason was easy with Brock, letting her go on and on without throwing in the occasional, but let's consider his side shit that some of her friends did. Her attention turned to Brock, her dark brows furrowed to the max. Valentina was fired up on caffeine and anguish at this point when her rage just got the best of her. Wishing she could just evoke any reaction out of Jason, something beyond his indifference. "Okay fuck it, I'll bite. How do guys even get jealous? What are you thinking? He's the absolute worst too, can you believe he's going to the Halloween party with Stella? Stella, of all people! I ran myself crazy asking him if there was anything there, and he kept saying no."

[ivyheaven]

A dodgers win

[ruinedsoulsrp]

Starter for @ivyheaven based on this

Annie wanted to sink into the floor of the bus and then through it and into the concrete. Anywhere to disappear from this woman who started screaming at her about how the seat was obviously taken....by her bag. She couldn't get her cheeks to find their normal pale color no matter how she tried, no matter how many apologies she uttered, this woman just wouldn't stop. When the man she'd purposely opted not to sit beside offered her the empty seat beside him, she was certain her cheeks only reddened further as she nodded slightly, moving to sit beside the window, a small sigh leaving her lips. "Thanks for the save."

[ivyheaven]

Public transportation was a drag. That was a given, but it was even worse each time someone caught the entitlement bug. Like this woman had today. Lecturing a blonde girl over seating as if the woman paid the fare of the entire front section of the bus. Lucky, or unlucky for the blonde woman, considering she was the center of the spectacle, Henry had not had breakfast yet and therefore in an irritable mood. So much so that telling the woman off was no obstacle.

Offering the empty seat next to him, he offered a half-smile in her direction. "Seemed like overkill to let her keep going. But, were you really not going to tell her something? What's it with you, you enjoy speeches from crabby old ladies?"

[tcxasforever]

𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿: 𝙏𝙊𝙈𝙈𝙔 + 𝙄𝙍𝙑𝙄𝙉

➜ location: tommy's office ➜ @ivyheaven

Tommy had checked the clock exactly seven times between 5:58pm and 6:14pm. It wasn't that he expected Irvin to be on time, exactly, but he'd hoped there was a pleasant surprise waiting for him at the end of his work day. Of course, taking meetings with clients at the end of the day usually led to disappointment when it came to people arriving on time—it was, however, much smoother sailing than the nonsensical mess that people managed to throw at him during office hours. People assumed that seeing a lawyer between the hours of 8am and 5pm meant they were allowed to be as needy and chaotic as possible, at least most days felt like that to Tommy.

He looked up at the sound of footsteps outside his office, mentally fighting the urge to glance at the clock on his computer screen in front of him. The itch didn't end there, of course, his wrist practically twitching as he tamped down the muscle memory of checking his watch. Irvin was late, he knew it already, because he'd said he'd arrive at six. Tommy didn't need the clock to know it was well past that time now, and reminding Irvin wasn't going to change anything.

"Hey man," Tommy said, forcing a smile onto his lips that quickly became less obligation and more natural as he took the other man in. It didn't matter that they'd met through work, not really. Irvin was someone he enjoyed the company of—plain and simple. Sure, he could drive Tommy crazy, but it usually ended up being fun—or fun enough, anyway. "Alright, I've got three pages for you to sign today. I've flagged them for you, but feel free to take a look at them before you rush into signing anything." The nervous energy coursing through his body was practically second nature to Tommy, as much as the muscle memory of reaching down to tug at the edges of his dress shirt sleeves as he made his way around his desk toward the door. "Can I get you some water or coffee, by the way?"

[ivyheaven]

Showing up on time had been one of Irvin's New Year's resolutions. He swore that, but for one reason or another, he always lost track of time. He did always say he lived in the moment. Irvin did wonder if that's why people had begun giving him a different time to show up to places. Visiting the office was his least favorite thing, but visiting Tommy was a whole different story.

As he stepped inside his office, Irvin rolled his eyes amused. But, he was unfazed. He walked in like it was his home, a place of comfort, and sat down in the chair across from Tommy's desk. "Well don't sound too excited to greet me. And, I know I know, it's not the time that you said but I spotted this insane pop up on my way here and had to see what was up. You'd be proud to know that I'm the newest partner for one of those prebiotic soda brands."

He looked down at the desk as Tommy spoke, he wasn't serious. "Damn, just straight to business. Not even asking how I'm doing or if my breakfast caused indigestion. Do you ever not work?" Though, as he spoke, Irvin picked the pages up from the desk, deciding he'd at least skim through them. One of the good things about being friends was that he didn't dodge Tommy the way he did every other lawyer and partner from his parents' company. His gaze lifted from the pages, catching the nervous energy practically radiating from him. "I'll sign it, don't worry about it. Water, coffee? Dude we're not up in the air getting our free drink and snack from the flight attendant. Where's your good stuff? Or, better yet - let's go out and get a drink. I'll even take these with me," folding the papers in half to stuff in his jacket before realizing that probably was not the best move. "Or we reprint, sign these, and then we go. Just don't subject me to these fluorescent lights any longer."

[ivyheaven]

decided to watch the dodgers tonight, therefore not focused 🥴

[kosmogrl]

[loveridden1999]

girl whatever

[tcxasforever]

𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿: 𝙍𝙔𝙇𝘼𝙉𝘿 + TBD

➜ location: a diner in the middle of the night ➜ @ivyheaven

It wasn't like Ryland had the best sleep schedule to begin with, not with his frequenting concerts and working with musicians so regularly. Any time he had to be somewhere before 10am, he was usually up half the night checking his phone to make sure he didn't sleep through an alarm. The problem was that he'd just come back from touring with a friend, filling in and throwing his already rough sleep schedule entirely out of whack. Most nights, they didn't finish loading out until nearly 1am, and then they went and hung out for at least a couple hours, if not more.

He'd learned how to pick out a perfect diner years ago, and it hadn't failed him yet. He didn't need anything fancy or flashy, the typical vintage neon lights were just fine by him. LED ones were too much, and that usually was a sign that whatever was going on inside would be fake and fresh. He wanted his vinyl seats to stick with age and the menu to be worn at the corners, not something polished and shiny with lack of wear and tear. He also preferred the quieter diners, if only because it gave him more freedom to think when he wanted to get lost in his own head. Unfortunately fro Ryland and his fellow customer, tonight was not one of those nights. After he'd given the waitress his order, Ryland opened his notebook and read over the last thing he'd written in it. Without meaning to, he chanced a glance at the customer facing opposite him a few booths away, getting caught in the process. He offered a small apologetic smile before clearing his throat gently. "Regular or first timer?"

[ivyheaven]

Teaching history is not where she thought she'd end up. Valentina had big dreams: diving into all the things she had researched for so long, museum archives at her disposal to explore and dive into. But, life happens - that's what she always reminded herself to keep from falling into the spiral of what could've been. It was monotonous. All day in a classroom of high schoolers, staying late to grade papers that she was certain they did not read through, and going home to restart the day. It's what, in an attempt to exercise her use of free will, led her to a diner. One she'd driven by a few times, but always said, I'll stop by another time.

It seemed silly, walking in with a bag full of folders, here to use their place as a workspace unlike everyone else here. Though, she was unable to resist the chocolate milkshake advertised on the menu and hell, fries too. She looked around the place, quiet and peaceful? Not words she thought she'd use for a diner. Valentina set the milkshake down, a wide smile forming in return. A hint of bashfulness was present, only because she now felt like her presence here stuck out like a sore thumb. "The first timer thing a bit obvious? Or, are you here often enough to know who's a regular around here?" Why was she answering a question with a question? God. Shaking her head, she tried again. "Sorry. Yes, first timer. I was half-expecting a packed place." Which, was ironic considering she came to grade papers. "Is it always on the quieter side?"

[recordmemes]

༘⋆｡ let's  get  trope-y.

almost a sequel to this. for the cliches, the relationships you read about in romance novels & see on your tv screen.

friends  to  lovers.

be  honest,  have  you  ever  thought  about  us?

if  this  ruins  everything,  i'll  still  be  glad  i  said  it.

you're  the  safest  place  i've  ever  been.

i  don't  want  to  risk  our  friendship.

i'm  terrified  of  losing  you.

you've  slept  over  a  hundred  times  before...  but  this  feels  different.

i  see  how  you  look  at  me.

you  look  radiant  tonight.

i'm  sorry,  but  i'm  in  love  with  you.  and  i  think  you  love  me  too.

i  don't  know  why  but  i  hate  your  new  [ partner. ]

if  this  is  a  dream,  don't  wake  me  up.

you  always  know  exactly  what  to  say.

fake  dating.

hold  my  hand.  act  normal!

we  said  no  falling  for  each  other.

you're  scarily  good  at  pretending  to  like  me.

i  thought  the  plan  was  to  fake  a  relationship,  not  be  in  one!

you  kissed  me  like  it  actually  meant  something.

oh  thank  god,  they  bought  our  story.

quick!  kiss  me.

don't  look  at  me  like  you  actually  want  me.

i  wanna  see  how  far  we  can  take  this.

why  does  everyone  think  we're  perfect  together?  ...are  we?

this  was  supposed  to  be  simple!  then  i...

quick  reminder:  we're  just  pretending.

rivals to lovers.

god,  you're  insufferable!

you're  infuriating. and  yet...  i miss  you  when  you're  not  here.

you're  the  last  person  i  want  to  care  about.

i  think  you're  the  only  person  that  actually  understands  me.

i've  never  felt  like  i've  been  pushed  so  far  by  someone  before.

i  want  to  win.  but  i  don't  want  to  lose  you.

you're  the  only  one  who  can  keep  up  with  me.

you  drive  me  crazy.  and  i  think  i'm  crazy  for  you.

i  think  you're  the  only  person  i  want  to  compete  with.

i'm  tired  of  pretending  like  i  don't  care  about  you.

if  you  win,  you  can  have  me  for  the  night.

mutual  pining.

why  did  you  say  friend  like  that  when  you  introduced  me?

do  you  ever  feel  like  you're  holding  onto  the  shadow  of  something?

don't  read  too  much  into  that.

i'm  not  staring  at  you!  i  was  just  looking  in  that  direction.

i  guess  i  just  know  too  much  about  you.

it's  nothing.  just  my  imagination  running  wild  again.

i'm  not  jealous  of  them!  you'd...  make  a  cute  couple.

i  wasn't  waiting  for  you,  i  just  happened  to  be  here.

it's  silly,  but  i  always  notice  when  you're  not  around.

you  don't  need  to  say  anything.  just  sit  with  me.

enemies  to  lovers.

you  make  my  blood  boil...  and  i  hate  that  i  like  it.

maybe  i'm  fighting  for  more  than  just  victory.

i  hate  you.  i'm  terrified  of  what  that  means.

i  loathe  everything  about  you.

i  will  destroy  everything  you  stand  for.  but  i  won't  hurt  you.

i'm  supposed  to  see  you  as  the  enemy!

i  can't  stop  thinking  about  you.  you're  in  my  blood.

you're  supposed  to  tear  me  down,  not  look  at  me  like  that.

i  want  to  crash  into  you.  i  don't  care  what  that  means.

we're  from  opposite  worlds!  this  could  never  work!

i  don't  care.  i  want  to  keep  you  safe.