Sophie River.

indie. semi-selective. fandomless oc. minors dni.

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❀ 𝐋 𝐎 𝐕 𝐄 𝐖 𝐄 𝐏 𝐓 : an independent 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙢𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 oc as adored by Kaliya. 𝐒𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 is a walking study in caring openly for the world around you, inner child healing, and a rocky return to stardom. ❀ est. 2023

𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠. cr. verses. opens. memes. 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗱𝗻𝗶.

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trying to make a return to all my blogs, not just @euphoriabled

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𝒟𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒 ~ 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓂𝑒.

Kimi Moon. Indie. Selective. Fandomless. An OC based upon the music of BETWEEN FRIENDS. EST. 2023. Examines themes of questioning what is real, a resistance to change, and the desire for something greater. Minors DNI. About.

𝒟𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒 ~ 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓂𝑒.

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what if i told you i made another blog and that this was her about page?

i just think she's neat, that's all. :)

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what if i told you i made another blog and that this was her about page?

i just think she's neat, that's all. :)

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The hint of a smile graces his lips as she recalls the choices that led her to his door. It sounded like a frantic night, however, Connor couldn’t help but find it all a bit amusing. No matter their circumstances, he obviously couldn’t deny how much joy he got from watching her grow slightly flustered. He also couldn’t deny how adorable he found it when her biggest concern was giving the driver his deserved rating. ‘

He leans against the doorframe and crosses his arms over his chest as he let her finish her rambling. Silence fell over them both once she was done and he took a moment or two to finally say something. 

“Wow, I can’t believe you didn’t rate that driver. That’s pretty fucked up of you.” Of course he was only teasing, not able to control himself when it came to poking fun at her in a time like this. 

Connor steps aside and opens the door for her to come in, a silent invitation. As much as he wants to help her, it’s not like he had the means to. He didn’t own a car, didn’t even drive for godsake, but he could invite her in. 

“Better get in here before the animals get you,” he teases more and then smiles softly. He then asks the most important question he can think of after she gave all that information to him. “What concert was it?” 

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'Wow, I can't believe you didn't rate that driver. That's pretty fucked up of you.' And there it was; that familiar teasing that served to pull her right back to reality. It was always grounding somehow; made things feel less intense. She wouldn't say it always made her feel better about a situation, but it certainly made her feel a little silly -- and sometimes that was needed.

She wants to retort that technically she did click five stars, her phone had just died as she was hitting submit ... so it was really anybody's guess if that driver received his rating or not. The silence had lingered for a moment before he spoke again; it wasn't uncomfortable, but she was always hyperaware of herself when he got quiet. She twists a bracelet on her wrist. Fidgeting.

The silence becomes inviting as he steps aside to let her in. She was thankful. Not simply due to the hospitality, but to the slow realization that she was starting to get cold out here.

❝ You know, you're right. ❞ She says playfully, coming back down from her anxious energy. ❝ How dare I let my phone die in these conditions? ❞ Now in the house, she looks back at him. ❝ Thank you, by the way, for doing this -- I know it's super out of the blue. ❞ She takes a ticket stub out of her back pocket to show him; absolutely glowing as she shares the details. ❝ Paramore. I scored a crazy good ticket too. Ugh, and they played almost all my favorites. I was seriously in heaven. ❞

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my work hosts grad nights, so today i work from 8pm to 2am. 💀💀💀

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it was so fun :')

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my work hosts grad nights, so today i work from 8pm to 2am. 💀💀💀

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there's an unforthcoming glint in his eye as hurley settles himself into one of the director's chairs that are scattered around the stage. it was a simple run-through of the material, an opportunity to perfect the blocking ahead of tonight's performance. the performers were not expected to do anything aside from standing where they were told to (multiple times, in some cases), but hurley put his whole heart into it anyway; he'd never turn down the chance to upstage everyone.

he stares openly at @lovewept, a curious smile tucked away in the corner of his mouth. the man toys slowly with the gold band on the index finger of his left hand. when the staring has long since sailed past the point of being not only noticeable, but is edging into confrontational, he leans in a little closer.

"you know how many so-called stars we've invited onto this show that have since faded into complete and utter obscurity?"

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Going through the blocking for the sketches they'd be performing had been incredibly fun. Sophie couldn't help openly admiring the writers who'd spent hours coming up with the perfect punchlines, so she'd left a comically large gift basket in the green room. Sophie could be funny too, but it was usually due to timing rather than the unparalleled cleverness that the writers here possessed.

Being a guest had meant she was relevant; a word she'd grown to detest. She was honestly just excited to be a part of something that she already enjoyed watching; to be able to say she had been on that stage alongside the regular cast. She was sure her loved ones would be watching tonight; it made her feel warm.

So when her friendly gaze is met by Hurley Corman's intense stare, she's happy to lean in as well to listen closely. Perhaps he had a note for the previous sketch? His words, however, are less than kind -- and she finds her anxiety slowly creeping up and bounding her; invasive ivy to an old brick house; threatening to cover her completely.

❝ They must have had fun, being able to come here and perform. ❞ She smiles, fighting off the nervous thoughts that were beginning to take root. ❝ Even if it didn't last very long. [...] Do you think that will happen to me? ❞

Was he not a fan of her work? Perhaps she'd made some faux pas she was not aware of. Should she apologize, even if she wasn't sure what she'd done wrong? Perhaps it was a test to see if she wanted to be there badly enough. Could he be right? Would she fade yet again into obscurity?

❝ That'd be pretty funny though, wouldn't it? ❞ Her voice wavers; she's clearly anxious, although she's playing it off. ❝ Work my way back into the spotlight years after the whole child actor thing fizzled out, only to fade away again for a second time? Pure tragicomedy. ❞

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Where should you be kissed?

palm

you give and give. you are a gentle heart, broken but still standing... always lending a hand for those who need it, expecting nothing in return. you deserve someone taking your hand and kissing your open palm, the hands which have selflessly helped so many others.

tagged by : the ever so lovely @dcmure (who also got this result!!)

tagging : @creachurecomfort @downspirals @goofily @nalaed and anyone else who'd like to !! this was so soft and sweet :')

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do i make my old scifi oc her own blog or do i add her to euphoriabled. that is the question

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hopping on my veronica sawyer account <33333333

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idc what your dyn is; sophie will hold your hand. (if consenting obvi) she's big into platonic affection

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get to know the mun

what’s your phone wallpaper : rn it's tarot cards but it's because i had to quickly change my wallpaper after a breakup 💀💀💀💀💀 so my wallpaper is a wip

last song you listened to : Our Word from 36 Questions

currently reading : things i need to reply to! many brilliant articles, gosh, with this brain of mine -- it's tiring just listing them all. /j

last movie : A New Hope (on Star Wars day!)

last show : Shameless (still on season 3)

what are you wearing right now : oh my !

how tall are you? : 5'3"

piercings / tattoos? : one piercing in each ear and no tattoos; tattoos one day though. :)

glasses? contacts? : glasses! contacts one day though

last thing you ate? : boba milk tea mochi, i think.

favorite color(s) : pink, lavender, light blue, and black !

current obsession : karaoke

any pets : mochi ! (my cat/esa)

do you have a crush right now?: i would love to have one !!

favorite fictional character : tohru honda from the furuba reboot/manga

last place you traveled : washington :') rip

i stole this from thrash, my beloved

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closed starter for @anunkindncss | | for nick calder.

❝ Hey, welcome in. ❞

Sophie looks up from the gothic rock section of the record store, having heard the light jingle from the front door opening and shutting. She smiles at the stranger, then returns to her task. She organizes the section for a while before it strikes her that this brief encounter may have come across as rude, seeing as she's the only person working 'til her colleague is back from her lunch break. Straightening up and walking over to the potential customer, she gives a smile and attempts customer service.

❝ Can I help you find anything? I know this place like the back of my hand. ❞ Her cheerful tone switches to one of slight embarrassment as she adds. ❝ I, uh. I work here. ❞

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closed starter for @goofily || for carmen rios.

Sophie's breath catches in the back of her throat. Had someone told her a story of this caliber just two years prior, she would have assumed it was just that: a story. However, after having seen what she had one year before -- and after seeing the neighborhood kids explain it like it was simply a day-to-day occurrence? She believed Carmen completely. Still, the visual her story conveyed was beyond disturbing. She was honestly just glad to know the other was alive. ❝ And she turned into - into goo? ❞

Her brain was playing pinball with her emotions. Shock. Worry. Sympathy. Concern. Nausea. Fear. Words bounced around her mind as she attempted to find the right thing to say. Sure, she'd walked into her own house of horrors when she chose to investigate the mall she worked at with Steve and Robin, but it wasn't even close to the same. At least the Russians were human beings -- and using human ... forms of torture. She can't even imagine the kind of traumas watching your mom turn into goo would cause. That was like fucking science fiction!

❝ Carmen, I,  ❞ She gently takes the others hands and squeezes it. ❝ I am so sorry. ❞

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