sink or swim,

𝖽𝗈    𝗒𝗈𝗎    𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺    𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒    𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗂𝖽𝗌    ?

[merma1ds]

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𖥔 sofiya nasr . SN.

𖥔 beckham jade . BEJ.

[fawncds]

𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗡   𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗥   𝗙𝗢𝗥   :   𝘌𝘓𝘐𝘖   𝘚𝘖𝘙𝘙𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘐𝘕𝘖    [    𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨    0   /   5    ] 𝗟𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡   :   𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

the  boxer  stood  with  his  sunglasses  on  ,  waiting  for  the  receptionist  to  return  .  his  room  had  been  missplaced  and  after  seeing  another  name  than  his  own  upon  the  gift  given  by  the  couple  ,  he'd  returned  to  the  reception  with  his  suitcase  and  personal  belongings  ,  a  little  annoyed  by  it  all  .  his  fingers  typed  away  on  his  phone  ,  occupying  himself  by  checking  his  instagram  messages  .  a  chaos  of  inquiries  from  known  and  unknown  .  a  sigh  escapes  as  boredom  cascades  upon  handsome  features  and  dark  brown  locks  frames  his  features  .  a  tray  of  welcome  drinks  stood  upon  the  counter  and  in  a  quick  movement  he  grabbed  a  glass  .  "  might  as  well  .  "  he  mused  more  or  less  to  himself  ,  beforing  downing  the  expensive  champagne  .

[merma1ds]

a delayed takeoff meant she was late arriving, deep fatigue already setting in her eyes and suitcase pushed across marble floors in the direction of reception — hopeful that the queue wouldn't be too long. sighing softly, she comes to a halt and readjusts the tote bag slung over shoulder, digging deep into flesh due to weight. airpods in, blasting newest hyperfixation to block out the rest of the world. reaching for an offered drink, hand colliding with someone else's before retracting almost immediately, offering them to take it. " same thoughts i guess. " sofiya greets them, plucking one pod from an eardrum.

[softb0dies]

open     starter     , accepting replies location     @ beach   front

         lazuline   sea   met   glittering   sand   at   his   feet,   juvenile   waves   barely   even   crashing   against   his   skin   as   the   sound   of   grecian   birds   filled   the   air.   it   was   certainly   a   sight   to   behold   –   the   sort   of   thing   cosmo   hadn't   taken   note   of   for   quite   some   time.    “   this   is   factor   50   weather   if   i've   ever   seen   it!   ”    he   proclaims   to   the   person   next   to   him   in   an   attempt   to   make   conversation.    “   have   you   put   your   sun   lotion   on?   the   uv   index   regularly   reaches   9   or   10   here   in   the   summer   months,   better   to   be   safe   than   sorry.   ”

[merma1ds]

sweat pooled at his temple, this weather a definite contrast to what he was used to — most of his time spent inside an almost freezing ice arena, goosebumps sometimes covering his skin before the warm - up commences. beckham wasn't sure if he enjoyed the heat, but it would be too british of him to complain and so he didn't. " can't say i own any. " he admits, internally debating whether it would be worth buying a bottle or two. " do people actually like this weather? "

[subl1mes]

ˇ       ༚         STARTER       ˒       open to @merma1ds .                        location       ˒       the beach's bonfire .

        ‹     ✽     ›        maybe a beer was not the fanciest drink to have in a setting like this,  but julian had always been a beer guy.   so the moment someone asked him if he wanted something,  anything,  he hadn’t hesitated to ask for one.   with the bottle in hand,  he approached the huge bonfire in the middle of the beach,  his spirits high,  his eyes bright in the face of the flames.   he sat by someone’s side,  someone he didn’t recognize.   however,  what was this thing for if not to meet new people ?   he turned to the person in question,  a winsome smile in place  ( one of those that usually said i’m trying to be friendly,  not hitting on you ),  and was ready to introduce himself when he finally realized who the person was.   a short,  breathless laugh fell from his lips.   “   sofiya ?   ”   he asked,  incredulous,  the previous laugh still present in his words.   “   nah,  this is crazy,  are you really—this can’t be real.   are you really here ?   ”   see,  sofiya and julian had met before,  in a random bar in new york,  once.   and even though the night had ended with a smile and a wave only,  they had hit it off right away.   hence,  encountering her here,  of all places …  julian was flabbergasted, to say the least.

[merma1ds]

a soft drink in hand — too early in the night to start drinking for her, straw passed between fingers as focus drifted and blank stare into the flames engulfing arranged wood. she hadn't seen many people here that she knew, guessed that maybe most of them were yet to arrive given all their adult jobs. a male figure sits near, bringing her back to the real world and she turns to greet them with a warm yet nervous smile. " wait, julian? " she scoffs in mild disbelief, remembering their previous brief encounter. " it's really me. " she laughs, head shaking with amusement. " in attendance for pen or nate ? " sofiya asks, not wanting to assume.

[merma1ds]

hey, i think i just ran into BECKHAM JADE at naples international airport ! you mean the THIRTY2 year old NEW YORK RANGERS CENTER (NHL) known for their RALPH LAUREN FLANNEL DRAPED ACROSS NAPE OF NECK, NYLON PINK SKATE GUARDS, OR DIOR CANNAGE SILVER CHAIN DANGLING JUST BENEATH OPEN COLLARED SHIRT ? no way, i heard they were invited by the CABOT - SINCLAIRS. no surprise when you realize their family net worth is insane, i bet it’s all on off - shore accounts on the cayman islands. word goes that they are THE BRIDE’S FIRST KISS, but it makes sense when you consider their TEDDY BEAR IN LION’S CLOTHING, FOOD FIGHTS IN THE KITCHEN, THE DIRECTION OF A PUCK BUNNY’S SQUEAL, WORDS OF AFFIRMATION AS A LOVE LANGUAGE, PLAYFUL BANTER GALORE, it matches their reputation. maybe they will bring some drama to the wedding, i mean their vibes are similar to DEAN DI LAURENTIS and HARRY BINGHAM. but truly, i don’t believe BECK will be the one to speak up instead of forever hold their peace ⸻ let’s wait and see.

𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗌,

birth  name:  beckham ellis jade.  nicknames:  beck.  date  of  birth:  october  twenty  fourth,  nineteen  ninety  four.  age:  thirty2.  birthplace:  london, uk.  hometown:  london, uk.  current  location:  dumbo,  brooklyn.  nationality:  british and american  citizenship.  gender:  cis  male.  pronouns:  he  +  him.  orientation:  bisexual  &.  demiromantic.  religion:  raised catholic,  agnostic.  languages:  english and french.  education:  masters  of  science  in  sport and entertainment management  @  boston university,  d1 athlete for ice hockey.  occupation:  new york rangers' center ( nhl ).

race:  mixed.  ethnicity:  african american and unspecified european.  hair:  switches between short brunette cut and an all - over buzzcut, was a victim of the covid lockdown buzzcut trend but people claim it suits him.  eyes:  rich  and the deepest  of  browns.  height:  six  foot  five  inches.  build:  broad shouldered, muscular and athletic build.  scent:  a bold, sweet - bourbon vanilla profile with undertones of amber.  voice:  deep, loud but sometimes soft like a gentle caress of comfort.  dominant  hand:  left handed.  allergies:  none.  piercings:  left ear decorated with a single gold hugging hoop.   clothing  style:  normally in team aligned / sponsored merch, under armour sportswear and a garmin forerunner.

label:  the  double  -  edged  sword.  mbti:  enfj,  the  protagonist.  enneagram:  type  eight,  the  challenger.  element:  fire.  natal  chart:  sun  in  scorpio,  moon  in  taurus,  libra  rising.  parallels:  dean di laurentis ( off campus ), conrad fisher ( the summer i turned pretty ), harry bingham ( the society ), charlie florek ( every year after ).  temperament:  phlegmatic.  deadly  sin:  pride.  heavenly  virtue:  diligence.  mythological  parent:  zeus.

𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽,

trigger warning: familial pressures.

˖ second born to a big - time national hockey league player , name in capital letters shining bright above ice arenas and stuck to every poster handed out across the city. everyone obsessed with your father , besotted with your mother and your elder brother seemed to be granted the same kind of attention. all that legacy placed huge amounts of pressure on you , your shoulders sagged with that invisible hundred tonne weight and bone - deep fatigue that you refused to show — you pushed through.

˖ your childhood is spent at the arena, you learnt how to skate before you could ride a bike. any normal child - like behaviour was criticised, he ran a tight regime that would prepare you to enter the beginner leagues at a ripe, impressionable age. you were running drills every morning before school, sweat and determination moulding you into what your father wants. your mother expressed that he was pushing you too hard, and then she was banned from attending to watch.

˖ for the most part, you enjoyed the ice — enjoyed the game itself, but the pressure placed on your shoulders to be nothing but the best, to not be a quitter, was almost enough to break you. especially as a hormonal teenager, one that often fluctuated in and out of a temper he fought viciously to control and somehow never lost in a public setting. you attempted to rebel, attended a few house parties of the kids' older than you based on your brother's connections and even scored the title of penelope cabot - sinclair's first kiss.

˖ on your eighteenth, your father announced as the new ceo of an up and coming team within the league. he'd retired just two years before due to injury, one that was manageable but threw his whole career away he'd argue with a bottle of whiskey in hand. that loss of the sport changed something in him, but the pressure placed on you to succeed only got worse — promising other team ceos and scouts that you were going to be something special when you weren't even sure if you wanted this life — " my boy is the one to want on your future teams. "

˖ you left home for university, an encouraged move by your father considering no new york university had a d1 athelete programme. you decided to move to boston, enrolled in a masters of sports' performance — something you were genuinely interested in and wanted to be apart of, but that was only a second choice his father promised others.

˖ in your final year you were scouted for boston bruins as a defenseman. a dream start to your career in the national hockey league — you decide to end your contract after five years to move back home, to rethink whether this was still your passion or if something else was calling you. of course, your father was furious and cut contact temporarily as if that would change your mind all of a sudden.

˖ you took some time out of playing professionally, but continued to play as a hobby and a form of exercise. caught one night in an empty arena, just you and the spotlight as you shot pucks into the back of the net, imaging the roar of the crowd again. you missed it, and somehow the scouts were still watching you, anticipating your grand return to the sport from afar.

˖ one stepped to the ice and offered you the opportunity to face the crowd who supports you again. the only position open was a right wing forward, and so your training and tactics needed to change but time was on your side thankfully — all the assistance you required was offered on a silver platter, you accepted the invitation to join the new york rangers.

˖ cut to a few years later, and presently, you're now the centre for that same team that granted you a second chance to be an ice hockey star but whispers that you were only chosen because of your name grow and somehow that instills a new kind of drive in you, a desire to prove them all wrong.

[merma1ds]

hey, i think i just ran into SOFIYA NASR at naples international airport ! you mean the TWENTY9 year old POPSTAR known for their OVERSIZED BURGUNDY LEATHER JACKET WRAPPED OVER SHOULDERS, BLACK LONG - SLEEVED CUT OUT TOPS AND VINTAGE PRADA LOAFERS ? no way, i heard they were invited by the ELLINGTONS. no surprise when you realize their family net worth is insane, i bet it’s all on off - shore accounts on the cayman islands. word goes that they are THE GROOM’S CHILDHOOD FRIEND, but it makes sense when you consider their HOW TO BE A HEARTBREAKER , RACING GEAR HANGING OFF YOUR HIPS , SCREECHING TIRES AT END OF A RACE , HUNDREDS OF UNREAD DIRECT MESSAGES FROM POTENTIAL LOVERS , FACE SPEAKING BEFORE MOUTH DOES IT matches their reputation. maybe they will bring some drama to the wedding, i mean their vibes are similar to NOAH MORGAN and PERSEPHONE FRASER. but truly, i don’t believe SOFI will be the one to speak up instead of forever hold their peace ⸻ let’s wait and see.

𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗌,

birth  name:  sofiya nasr.  nicknames:  sofi.  date  of  birth:  august  eighteenth,  nineteen  ninety  six.  age:  twenty9.  birthplace:  dallas, texas, usa.  hometown:  dallas, texas, uk.  current  location:  dumbo,  brooklyn / mykonos, greece.  nationality:  american  citizenship.  gender:  cis  female.  pronouns:  she  +  her.  orientation:  bisexual  &.  demiromantic.  religion:  atheist.  languages:  english.  education:  masters  of  arts in performance studies at nyu tisch school of the arts.  occupation:  popstar. career claim: tate mcrae.

race:  mixed.  ethnicity:  bulgarian, lebanese, greek, italian and german descent.  hair:  varying shades of brunette layered tresses, loosely curled and face - framing with full bangs.  eyes:  rich  and the deepest  of  browns.  height:  five foot four.  build:  slim, hidden curves and toned arms with a back most people dream of achieving.  scent:  strong notes of neroli, amber and white flowers.  voice:  sometimes  honeyed  and  velvet,  other  times  venomous  and  detached.  uses  the  power  of  silence  often.  dominant  hand:  right handed.  allergies:  none.  piercings:  a  celestial  crafted  stack  that  combines  minimalist  elegance  of  both  lobes,  a  single  helix  and  opposing  conch.   clothing  style:  quite alternative — oversized coloured faux leather jackets, mini pleated skirts, platform heeled boots or prada loafers, tights with ladders self - arranged to 'add character'.

label:  the  soiled dove.  mbti:  estp,  the  entrepreneurs.  enneagram:  type  one,  the  reformer.  element:  wind.  natal  chart:  sun  in  leo,  moon  in  libra,  cancer  rising.  parallels:  persephone fraser ( every year after ), noah morgan ( my fault: london ), poppy wright ( people we meet on vacation ), bette whitlaw ( tiny pretty things ).  temperament:  choleric.  deadly  sin:  lust.  heavenly  virtue:  temperance.  mythological  parent:  athena.

𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽,

trigger warning: family death, childbirth, chronic illness, panic disorder and verbal abuse.

˖ second  born  ,  a  forgotten  soul  of  a  father  who’s  chief of plastic surgery in hometown  and  a  mother  who’s  life  was  lost  during  childbirth.  a  tie  like  no  other  between  two  girls  ,  forever  in  one  another’s  shadows  and  at  each  other’s  beck  and  call.  an  older  sister  ,  influential  in  every  aspect  -  home  ,  school  ,  family  ,  always  first  to  be  asked  how  she  was.  an  illness  debilitated  her  but she never lost her spark ,  a  diagnosis  of  cystic  fibrosis  led  to  a  life  of  constant  hospital  admissions  ,  visits  and  a  medication  list  so  vast  that  their  home  could  be  mistaken  for  a  pharmacy but she chose to dance through it all.  at  the  mutter  of  continuous  treatment  ,  father  refusing  to  leave  chain - filled pockets begging to be his next case  to  become  a  full  -  time  carer  for  first  born  meant  that  additional  care  was  sort  and  a  full  -  time  nanny  employed  to  be  the  mother  figure  taken  away  too  soon.

˖ what somehow became a tradition kept — your dad would agree to take time away for a much needed family vacation every summer. you'd travel to new york , a vacation home soon gifted to you from mother's family. this house is where you met none other than nathaniel ellington and his family , you became friends and every year you and your older sister would look forward to reuniting with them.

˖ world  without  mother  and  elder  sister  became  lonely  ,  no  real  maternal  figure  to  turn  to  in  desperate  need  for  an  issue  she  couldn’t  gain  advice  from  her  father  or  even  grab  ahold  of  his  attention  for  more  than  a  mere  few  seconds.  father remarried introducing another  sister  older  but  she  wasn’t  interested  in  socialising  ,  rarely  appeared  at  home  as  she  was  often  out  with  the  wrong  crowd  her mother would  say. step - mother tried to fill the void, but you weren't impressed that someone was trying to replace what you once held so dear. so you turned to music and dance as a distraction like you would if your sister was still earthside , your head able to clear as speakers boomed with whatever genre you felt like. for the first time in years, you enjoyed yourself when alone in that studio.

˖ determined to become a figure that would help the future , your dream was to follow father's footsteps into medicine but divert into internal medicine , specialising much later in her career to become a cystic fibrosis expert — to do so in the memory of your sister. you worked hard , harder than most and it paid off.

˖  you enrolled into pre - medicine near home , and hated every minute of it. you began to suffer from panic attacks, felt like you were sinking in deep waters and you were never taught how to swim so instead left to drown. flashbacks came, pulling you further beneath the current but you forced your way out of the water and into the shallows — using every last ounce of your might, you turned to dance again.

˖ every time you fell, dance picked you back up and reminded you of who you were. you dropped out of pre - med, your father called you stupid and weak. your stepmother telling you that you were doing too much, running too far but you listened to the voice inside your head. the one that sounded so much like your sister, your biggest supporter. you moved out, out of texas entirely with a one way flight and somehow passed the audition to study performance at the world renowned new york university.

˖ you started with dance , ventured into vocals by force due to course requirements and figured that you actually had something unique. your teacher became that parental - figure you'd been out of touch from for so long , and she supported your every step.

˖ now you've recently completed your first of many tours internationally , just in time to watch your oldest friend marry the love of his life and while your company for the day is questionable , you wouldn't have chosen anyone else to sit next to.

[ravenclairee]

This doesn't leave the weight room. We're not having this conversation.

OFF CAMPUS — 1.04 "The Breakup"

[sophie-baek]

EVERY YEAR AFTER 1.08 "Goodbye..."

[sweetfridays]

♡ TYRIQ WITHERS the jennifer hudson show

[demoncity]

MIKA ABDALLA via Ruby Neves on Instagram

[dcminions]

🪝 ⏤   𝐓𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐐 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒  in IKWYDLS  (  2025  )   .

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[lexiresources]

by CLICKING THE SOURCE LINK of this post, you will be redirected to #689 gifs of TYRIQ WITHERS (1998) in REMINDERS OF HIM as ledger ward. please reblog if editing/using in any way​. ​

[pomspurin]

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