Evie Mae

[liittlebear]

JOEY.

    without much thought joey takes the soda from her to open the bottle and hand it back. it takes him some effort, but he’s used to helping her with that sort of thing. they stand there in silent a moment, until their food comes up. he hands evelyn the pretzel, stuffing the skittles into the pocket of his shorts, leaving him to hold the nachos, which he quickly takes a chip from and dips it in cheese. he lingers near the stand a moment, hoping to have even just a few extra seconds to catch his breath before he will have to return to the crowd of peers in the stands.

     she takes a quick sip of her soda before taking the pretzel and cheese from him. she watches a moment, before finally voicing something. “joey...?” she waits for him to acknowledge her, as she reaches over to take a chip and dip it in cheese as well. “are you okay?” she’s not really sure what is going on with him, but she is fairly certain there’s something. “do you want to leave? because it’s okay if you do, i’ll just call my mom and she can pick us up or something?”

[liittlebear]

JOEY.

      “i’ll share. both sound good. plus, i’m thinking sour sickles or something along those lines if they’ve got it. and a drink. you want soda?” his voice is soft, but he doesn’t speak as if he doesn’t want to. it wasn’t much longer before they made it to the concession stand. he let’s go of his girlfriend’s hand to pull his wallet from his front pocket. he then orders the pretzel with cheese, nachos, and skittles as well as both their drinks as evelyn had requested, paying for the items, and then leaning against the side of the concession stand while they waited for the rest of their order. 

     “get me a pepsi, please.” she usually would have opted for a gatorade, but her parents weren’t around to intimidate her and she was already going all out with the junk food anyway. she waits as he orders the food for them, taking her pepsi as it’s slid over the counter, already attempting to open it up to avoid the awkward tension that’s slowly started to form between the two of them. only, she can’t get the top of so she holds it out to joey. doesn’t even say a word, since this happens a lot more frequently than she’d like to admit so he already should know what she needs. 

[liittlebear]

DADDY.

     mark just stares at his child for a long moment. whatever this was, he had no doubt it wasn’t going to end well. at first, he attempts to dodge her block of the house during the story. try to get in around her. she couldn’t physically hold him back forever, but finally he gives in to listening to what happened. it sounded odd, and as much as he trusted his daughter he couldn’t help but feel like she wasn’t telling him something. finally he manages to get passed her and with only a few steps into the house he notices the mess. “alright. we better get this place cleaned up before your mom gets home.”

     she was expecting her father to be a lot more upset than he seemed, and when he finally got passed her and saw the kitchen she thought for sure she was going to be toast. she raises a brow suspiciously for a second. was this really her father? and was he really going to help her clean up this mess and possibly even hide it from her mother? “seriously?” wait why was she questioning this. “thanks!” she remarks, eagerly closing the door again and rushing into the kitchen to try and finish cleaning up the mess, this time with her fathers help.

[liittlebear]

JOEY.

     “oh, okay.” he mumbles, following behind her through the crowd of rowdy teenagers. he would have much preferred to go alone to take a little breather from these people, but he also didn’t mind the company. at least he was getting away for a bit. once he reaches the aisle of the bleachers he takes evelyn’s hand in his own and leads their way off, as quickly as possible. he doesn’t even bother to glances towards the field. he doesn’t care much for the game, and he’d rather not start up a conversation right now. as easy as it would be. though he knows he probably won’t be able to avoid it long. evelyn would probably pick up on his nonverbals, and start a conversation about that soon enough. 

     she studied the boys face a moment, something wasn’t right, but she didn’t say anything about it. for now. she wanted him to come to her if there was something up, and she was sort of hoping he’d bring it up as soon as they were away from the crowd. but he hadn’t. she gives his hand a gentle squeeze, just to let him know she’s there, whatevers going on with him. but as they proceed farther from the bleachers and closer to the concession stand the silent between them begins to bother her. she’s a real social butterfly, and though she enjoys just being in the company of joey, she’d much rather be talking as well. “you think it’s acceptable to get both nachos and a pretzel with cheese? if you wanna share with me it probably won’t seem as odd.”

[liittlebear]

DADDY  ( @lostkiids )

     “don’t be mad.” right, because those three little words were going to some how manage to make things better. there was just about no way her father wasn’t going to be mad, but her mother was about to be worse. she’s using her body to try and prevent her father from stepping further into the house, at least for the moment. it’s nothing too bad, but she feels horrible guilt. “i was just trying to make a pizza, you know like those frozen ones we buy all the time? i did exactly what it said. preheated the oven, put it in for the correct about of time. but i somehow managed to blow some kinda fuse...” she takes a pause to nervously bite at her lip. “i was trying to take the pizza out of the oven, and the fire alarm went off and i had to deal with that, and then. next thing i know i hear a pop and a bunch of smoke filled the room and i tried to clean up but... it was not easy!”

[liittlebear]

joey.

     FOOTBALL GAMES. as an athlete, you’d think these would be something joey would like, or at least be able to bear. but that’s not exactly the point. high school football, and really just football in general, was almost exclusively meant to be a social event. and joey did not do well with social events. still, he showed up to the game every friday, for evie’s sake, and never once complained. well, at least not to her, his mother and father never heard the end of it. “do you want a pretzel or something?” he nudges the blonde, his voice loud so he can be heard over the cheers of the crowd. he’d do anything to get out of this atmosphere for a few minutes, even just to step over to the confessions stand that didn’t seem as crazy as it had been earlier when they’d passed it up. 

@liittlebear

     while she would usually pin herself as someone who can read people quite well, she doesn’t notice her boyfriends lack of interest in coming to the football games every friday. despite the fact that she knows he doesn’t really like social events. they avoid parties, or going to school dances in groups a lot and she’s okay with that. she’d much rather spend time alone with joey, or go to the football game with a group of friends if he didn’t like it. but she doesn’t know to offer. her head quickly turns to the boy at the mention of food. “hey, yah sure! a pretzel sounds good or, maybe nachos? i’ll just come with you.” and with that she’s already climbing over some of the other kids to get to the aisle of the bleachers. 

[liittlebear]

▌ ♔ “ auntie arizona

“Don’t worry about that. And trust me, I know that is way easier said than done, but you do not owe them a single explanation for being yourself. If your view or your opinions or your whatever change as life goes on, then okay. Awesome. That’s fine. That’s life. It happens. Life changes people. People change people. Every single day. … I can’t really answer it all for you. But you’ll figure it you. You’ll know.” 

“okay, good.” the last thing evie wanted was to be stuck into permanently believing what she did now if she expressed her opinions. it’s all so complicated for the young teen. “thanks arizona, it means a lot - REALLY.”

[liittlebear]

i only made like five icons i think i might change that style again... ugh

[lastcloyd-deactivated20170310]

                       ❝ why am i the ENEMY here? i didn’t tell her to do it! ❞          

[liittlebear]

              “hey, don’t look at ME! i’m just an innocent victim here too.”

[liaraliara]

Super detailed questions about your OCs

[museinspo]

sten-disapproves :

1. What’s their full name? Why was that chosen? Does it mean anything? 2. Do they have any titles? How did they get them? 3. Did they have a good childhood? What are fond memories they have of it? What’s a bad memory? 4. What is their relationship with their parents? What’s a good and bad memory with them? Did they know both parents? 5. Do they have any siblings? What’s their names? What is their relationship with them? Has their relationship changed since they were kids to adults? 6. What were they like at school? Did they enjoy it? Did they finish? What level of higher education did they reach? What subjects did they enjoy? Which did they hate? 7. Did they have lots of friends as a child? Did they keep any of their childhood friends into adulthood? 8. Did they have pets as a child? Do they have pets as an adult? Do they like animals? 9. Do animals like them? Do they get on well with animals? 10. Do they like children? Do children like them? Do they have or want any children? What would they be like as a parent? Or as a godparent/babysitter/ect? 11. Do they have any special diet requirements? Are they a vegetarian? Vegan? Have any allergies? 12. What is their favourite food? 13. What is their least favourite food? 14. Do they have any specific memories of food/a restaurant/meal? 15. Are they good at cooking? Do they enjoy it? What do others think of their cooking? 16. Do they collect anything? What do they do with it? Where do they keep it? 17. Do they like to take photos? What do they like to take photos of? Selfies? What do they do with their photos? 18. What’s their favourite genre of: books, music, tv shows, films, video games and anything else 19. What’s their least favourite genres? 20. Do they like musicals? Music in general? What do they do when they’re favourite song comes? 21. Do they have a temper? Are they patient? What are they like when they do lose their temper? 22. What are their favourite insults to use? What do they insult people for? Or do they prefer to bitch behind someone’s back? 23. Do they have a good memory? Short term or long term? Are they good with names? Or faces? 24. What is their sleeping pattern like? Do they snore? What do they like to sleep on? A soft or hard mattress? 25. What do they find funny? Do they have a good sense of humour? Are they funny themselves? 26. How do they act when they’re happy? Do they sing? Dance? Hum? Or do they hide their emotions? 27. What makes them sad? Do they cry regularly? Do they cry openly or hide it? What are they like they are sad? 28. What is their biggest fear? What in general scares them? How do they act when they’re scared? 29. What do they do when they find out someone else’s fear? Do they tease them? Or get very over protective? 30. Do they exercise? Regularly? Or only when forced? What do they act like pre-work out and post-work out? 31. Do they drink? What are they like drunk? What are they like hungover? How do they act when other people are drunk or hungover? Kind or teasing? 32. What do they dress like? What sorta shops do they buy clothes from? Do they wear the fashion that they like? What do they wear to sleep? Do they wear makeup? What’s their hair like? 33. What underwear do they wear? Boxers or briefs? Lacey? Comfy granny panties? 34. What is their body type? How tall are they? Do they like their body? 35. What’s their guilty pleasure? What is their totally unguilty pleasure? 36. What are they good at? What hobbies do they like? Can they sing? 37. Do they like to read? Are they a fast or slow reader? Do they like poetry? Fictional or non fiction? 38. What do they admire in others? What talents do they wish they had? 39. Do they like letters? Or prefer emails/messaging? 40. Do they like energy drinks? Coffee? Sugary food? Or can they naturally stay awake and alert? 41. What’s their sexuality? What do they find attractive? Physically and mentally? What do they like/need in a relationship? 42. What are their goals? What would they sacrifice anything for? What is their secret ambition? 43. Are they religious? What do they think of religion? What do they think of religious people? What do they think of non religious people? 44. What is their favourite season? Type of weather? Are they good in the cold or the heat? What weather do they complain in the most? 45. How do other people see them? Is it similar to how they see themselves? 46. Do they make a good first impression? Does their first impression reflect them accurately? How do they introduce themselves? 47. How do they act in a formal occasion? What do they think of black tie wear? Do they enjoy fancy parties and love to chit chat or loathe the whole event? 48. Do they enjoy any parties? If so what kind? Do they organise the party or just turn up? How do they act? What if they didn’t want to go but were dragged along by a friend? 49. What is their most valued object? Are they sentimental? Is there something they have to take everywhere with them? 50. If they could only take one bag of stuff somewhere with them: what would they pack? What do they consider their essentials?

[liittlebear]

▌  ♔ “ DELIA

        Unlike the majority of her peers, Delia was perfectly content to spend a handful of her after school hours at the hospital instead of going to the mall or just hanging out with a group of friends. It wasn’t like she didn’t have anything else to do. Watching cardio surgeries from the gallery was just where she would rather be. Unfortunately, her wishes didn’t come true nearly as much as she would like for them too. Instead of preparing for the fun part of her future, most of her time was spent hitting the books and writing what felt like never ending papers. No sooner had she finished and actually begun to relax a little bit than Teddy’s day was done and it was time for the two to return home.

        On that particular afternoon, though, Delia decided that she would take her much needed yet maybe not so well deserved break outside of the attendings’ lounge. Legs needed to be properly stretched, and fresh air felt necessary. Exiting the room for the nearest elevator, she pressed the necessary buttons and eventually made her way down to the first floor. An unexpected, sudden commotion caught her attention not long after she stepped off, and she found herself too shocked at what she had just witnessed to do anything other than let out an involuntary gasp. Hopefully the other blonde was okay. If not, at least she’d fallen in a place where medical attention could be gotten right away.

        Upon catching sight of the girl’s face, it didn’t take Delia long to put two and two together. The two of them weren’t best friends or anything by any means, but it wasn’t like they were complete strangers, either. They attended the same high school, and their parents had worked together for years. Better than that, two of them had even dated one another for a little while there. That was ancient history, though. “Umn, is everything okay over here? You’re not like injured or anything, are you?” It was probably a stupid question to voice out loud, but at least on her way over to help she’d grabbed the backpack to return to its owner.

     Evie did not want to be there. Not one bit, and the trip of embarrassment that had just occurred only made her wish she wasn’t at that hospital even more. Honestly she was just glad the hall had been pretty bare so their wasn’t a swarm of doctors surrounding her. It had just been a little fall, all that hurt was her pride. Especially since the fall had been witnessed by someone and it wasn’t just some random someone either. At least not to her she wasn’t.

    It only took one quick upward motion for Evelyn to get back up on her feet again. As easily as she had gone down she came back up. Grabbing the backpack that had flung a bit forward on the other hand was a bit more troublesome. She was already embarrassed and avoiding all eye contact with anyone around her as she walked the few steps forward to pick up the backpack and swing it around her should about to pretend as though nothing had happened when she came face to face with the other girl, her cheeks turning an even darker shade of pink from embarrassment she tried her best to hide.

     “me? oh no, i’m fine just a little tumble. i’m used to it.”wasn’t the first time her inner klutz came out and it wouldn’t be the last. she wanted to drop the conversation completely, but a part of her also wanted to defend herself to this girl. she had no reason or need to but she wanted to start some sort of conversation that would make both of them forget this little incident. she was already awkward enough around the other kids of surgeons at the hospital, never gutsy enough to actually build some kind of relationship with them. couldn’t possibly get more awkward and embarrassing than this now. “hey uh... were you leaving?”

[liittlebear]

  ▌ ♔ “ auntie arizona

“You have nothing to feel bad about, sweetie. It’s a learning process.” Arizona repeated, mirroring the smile on the younger blonde’s features. “And that’s more than okay, you’ll figure it all out in time,” she assured her. “Never be afraid to be who you are– people are going to dislike you. That’s life. But this way– the people that know and like you… know and like you for you.”

“but what i’m worried about the most is... thinking i’m one thing and telling everyone only to discover i’m really not that thing and then have to explain it without it looking like i just lied...” the biggest thing on her mind right now,the boys comment set aside. “i don’t want anyone to think something is like just a phase, you know? but how do I know?”

[arizonassupermagicsmile]

“Sweetie, that’s something that most adults haven’t mastered. I could use a little work in that area, myself. Sometimes people open their mouths when they shouldn’t. And sometimes people don’t say things, and they should. You live and you learn. It’s a process.” 

[liittlebear]

“oh good, then i don’t feel so bad about it.” a light smile graced the younger blonde’s features. “i’m in the don’t say things when i probably should category. usually because i don’t want to get into trouble or have people dislike me , but also because my mind and opinions are constantly changing.”

[liittlebear]

auntie arizona

“Think so? I KNOW so. You just keep being yourself, okay? And I know you’ll do awesome things. Keep your chin up, don’t let anyone EVER tell you what you can and cannot do, and you’ll do GREAT.”

"thanks aunt zona, i'll give it my all. the hardest part isn't so much being myself it's just figuring out when's a good to to speak up and when I should just shut up. you know, keep my opinions to myself."

[mxsicsouls]

“Are you ever going to get out of the whole ‘I hate my dad and I hate spending with him’ phase? Because it got real old a long time ago. You know I will just keep talking and talking at you to make you respond, so you either try and enjoy this little trip we have, or suffer the entire time.”

[liittlebear]

the last thing evie wanted was to give into her father’s tempt to get her to talk. as much as she wanted to explain that this wasn’t and never had been about hating him or spending time with him she knew he knew that and as just trying to get her to speak up so she kept quiet and gazed out the window at the scenery. if mark was going to be so stubborn as to continue to talk more when she asked him to talk less than some father he was in her opinion. mom wasn’t gonna hear the end of this one when they returned home.

[eideticlexie]

    “Evie do you want some other kind of juice? Can you ask Mommy nicely? because I think we have grape and very berry but you have to ask nicely!” gives her a little nod because this is kid just tough stuff. Outspoken just like her father. “After juice we are going to give you a bath since your not hungry. Maybe Mommy will just get a pizza and we can watch a movie until Daddy get’s home.” 

[liittlebear]

               “can i PLEASE have NOT apple juice.” a sincere voice re-questioned. a small nod after she discovered her mother had finished talking about their evening plans. but since lexie had brought it up all the little girl could think about was getting some juice. 

[mxsicsouls]

“We all secrets, I have millions of yours.” Sofia warned, she knew that they both had leverage on one another, though admittedly her sister did have more ammunition. “You better not say anything.”

[liittlebear]

“right. name ONE.” arms folded across the blonde’s chest as she gave her older sister a wide-eye stare. “regardless though, i’m not gonna say a thing. i’m not snitch so stop hounding me.”