Gracie Ann

I'm just a woman who loves life to the fullest as long as there's food, fun and cacti. (a St. Bree Legacy AU rp account)

[emiliomercury]

Christmas cuddles

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[emiliomercury]

The Mercury Brothers.

Someone once asked me “What would the tagline of your life be?” and I was in a fucking stump. I mean I have my hobbies, career, family, and my flaws; but does all that sum me up? Would my tagline just be “Regular dude living a regular life”? 

When I was 15 years old my dad took off. He was a low life piece of shit who was too selfish to be a father. He left behind his wife and 6 sons. Can’t even count all of us on one hand we were so many. My mom had a mental break down and was basically baby sat by my grandmother for the first 2 years. My oldest brother, Rafael, took over as father figure. He was our rock, our guardian, our savior. 

My brother Luis comes after Raf. He spent time in the military but was honorably discharged after a severe accident that left him… different. Luis is still strong and valiant and an amazing person, but he is not the same man I once knew.

David is the 3rd oldest. He is most definitely the wisest and smartest of all of us. He’s gay and it’s not something we don’t really talk about in our family, but we all respect him. It doesn’t change the fact that he’s our brother and we love him. He’s probably my best friend to be honest.

I came not too long after David, a few years difference. But after me comes Joaquin. He and I are literally 9 months apart, could almost be twins, not identical of course. Joaquin and I are crazy different though. Joaquin is a creative guy, he’s a writer and is super out going. Total opposite of me, probably why we don’t get along well.

Lastly is my baby brother Benicio, Benny for short. He was a few months old when my dad left, so he never got to know him. This kid has become one of the sweetest, most genuine people I have ever met. I like to say I had a hand in raising him and we’re all proud of him and who he’s growing up to be.

I’m from Puerto Rico and even though our life hasn’t been easy, living on a God damn island has been magical. Just a short walk down to the beach and bam your worries would be carried away with the tide. The sun was always warm and comforting, hugging you gently through window blinds. And the nights, oh man those island nights were another world entirely. I wouldn’t change growing up here for anything. Not even if it meant that everything would be a-okay with my dad, screw him.

I kind of live out of a suit case at the moment because of my profession. Though currently I’m residing in L.A. during the off season. I’m a baseball player, scouted when I was in high school. I was never top of my game but man I can run. I can throw and I can really run. I always loved being active since I was a kid. Hiking, swimming, surfing, baseball, jogging, camping. I just love being outside. People say they’re a homebody but stay indoors, which is the correct term, but I like to say I’m a homebody of the outdoor kind. The outdoors is my home. Don’t get me wrong, staying inside for a good movie and some pizza is my definition of awesome, and don’t get me started on video games.

Aside from having amazing siblings, my mom is my main rock. She fought, and continues to fight, her way through depression and severe anxiety. She fought to be there for us through every step of the way. Even when she was recovering at the beginning after my dad left us, she still managed to get out of bed and get us going for school. Sure it came with her being in bed for the rest of the day and not even showering for a days, but she always made sure we were all okay, sacrificing herself in the process. I give back to my family as much as I can these days. I bought my mom a house in Puerto Rico, I helped pay for Raf’s surf shop back home, I hired both Luis and David as my personal trainer and assistant, I tried to help Joaquin with getting his screenplay off the ground but he wouldn’t have it (proud asshole), and well Benny is spoiled and gets whatever he wants. 

At the end of the day I just want my family happy. I want to be the one everyone looks to for help because I will always be there for them. So for that tagline, I guess I’d go for something corny and cliche like “blessed” or something, but you know what? It’s true. I am blessed. So fuck it, I’m a corny dude, I like what I like.

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Huggles

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Autumn time with Graceland

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Just going down memory lane and looking at some old photos...

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It took some convincing from me for him to wear that wig, but he looks adorable!  @emiliomercury

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Halloween Party 2018.

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I guess I bring out his creative side...LOL.

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OC Behavior

{Italicize what applies, but isn’t oftentimes established in detail.}

DEFENSIVENESS : arms crossed on chest • crossing legs • fist-like gestures • pointing index finger • karate chops • the fig leaf position • stiffening of shoulders • tense posture • curling of lip \ baring of teeth

REFLECTIVE : hand-to-face gestures • head tilted • stroking/tapping chin • peering over glasses • taking glasses off — cleaning • putting earpiece of glasses in mouth • pipe smoker gestures • putting hand to bridge of nose • pursed lips • knitted brows •

SUSPICION : arms crossed • sideways glance • touching or rubbing nose • rubbing eyes • hands resting on something. • brows raising • lips pressing into a thin line • strict, unwavering eye contact• wrinkling of nose

OPENNESS   &   COOPERATION : open hands • upper body in sprinters position • sitting on edge of chair • hand-to-face gestures •unbuttoned coat • tilted head • slacked shoulders, droopy posture •  feet pointed outward • palms flat and facing outward

CONFIDENCE : hands behind back • hands on lapels of coat • the fig leaf position • baring teeth in a grin • rolling shoulders • tipping head back but maintaining eye contact • chest puffed up \shoulders back • arms folded just above navel •

INSECURITY   &   ANXIETY :

chewing pen or pencil • rubbing thumb over opposite thumb • biting fingernails • hands in pockets• elbow bent / closed gestures • clearing throat • “ whew ” sound • picking or pinching flesh •fidgeting in chair • hand covering mouth whilst speaking • poor eye contact • tugging at pants whilst seated • jingling money in pockets • tugging at ear • perspiring hands • playing with hair •swaying • playing with pointer / marker • smacking lips • sighing • rocking on balls of feet• flexing fingers sporadically • fiddling with rings •

FRUSTRATION : short breaths • “ tsk ” sound • tightly clenched hands • fist - like gestures • pointing index finger • rubbing hand through hair • rubbing back of neck • snarling • revealing teeth \grimacing • sharp eyed glowers w/ notable tension in brow • shoulders back, head up -defensive posturing •clenching of jaw \ grinding teeth • nostrils flaring, heavy exhales •

[simatomica]

I got tagged by @lemonberrypixels thanks babe <3 It’s a bit late, sorry!

Rules: 1. Pick one of your OCs. 2. Fill in the questions/statements as if you were your OCs. 3. Tag at least four people to do this meme!

Character: Emilio

1.)  What’s your name? “Emilio Mercury”

2.)  Do you know why you were named that? “Pretty sure it was after some relative.”

3.) Single or taken? “Single. Why do you ask? ;) “

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[uyesurana]

dreamy bath time goals

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How the rest of the night went...

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After a moment Emilio finally pulls back and smiles. I've been wanting to do that for a while. He confesses as he looks down into my eyes. 

As I feel Emilio’s lips leave mine I smile brightly at his words while opening my eyes so that I can meet his stare. So I have I, handsome. For a long time... I admit to him. 

The music inside changes to another upbeat song, but I can tell Emilio wasn’t too fond of it. Do you want to go to a quieter place?

 I caress his face again, wondering how this night turned out so lucky. At his question, I take a little while to think. I want to stay with Emilio as long as possible but I’ll be lying if I say that I’d be comfortable there at another club. These new heels I bought for going out are wearing out their welcome and I could barely hide my discomfort as I move from one foot to the next to distribute the aching pain back and forth.

 Actually...I mean...would you like to come to my new place? I have a nice view of the city, a comfy couch and drinks so we can relax and chat. I suggest, hoping he’ll say yes. 

I’ll understand if I sound too forward but I’m was ready to go beyond what we have so far. Personally, I don’t see any clothes coming off with this visit since I really want to go at this with him in a leisurely pace but I’m also not fond of the thought of letting him leave any time soon either. I cock my head in question, awaiting his answer with a soft smile. 

I mean...if not I understand, but my feet are killing me in these heels.

Emilio’s surprised at my suggestion, but also content with it. Yeah, I'd like that. He responds. 

He then chuckles at my little dance from the heels. Yeah, it was pretty cute.

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Emilio looks down at our hands for a moment after hearing my explanation.

I'm sorry to hear that. He says with a soft smile. I don't know who that someone is but I'm glad they pushed you here. 

Before I know what’s happening, he leans in and gently kisses my lips.

As soon as I feel the softness of Emilio’s lips on mine, I let out a sigh of happiness as my eyes close. My hand releases his only to allow my arms to rise up around the back of his neck. I then move my head to the side, deepening the kiss that I’ve been longing for the longest. I’m so happy that he’s understanding about my reason for coming to LA and that he isn’t so curious about it that he has to know more. 

If things go well between us, then there will be a time I would discuss more of my past. 

I tremble so very slightly at this one moment the man in front of me and I were sharing and inwardly I wish for more of Emilio. Every day of Emilio if possible.

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I’m sorry I couldn’t get a hold of you. I lost all the numbers in my phone. Cliche right? As for why I came here...I had a situation back in Mesa Springs that..um..forced my decision.

I try to explain to Emilio, looking up at him and hoping that he wouldn’t urge me to explain. Thinking about Denver literally makes me sick to my stomach right now and this stress isn’t needed. I reach over to grab Emilio’s other hand, feeling my cheeks heat up a little.

You might have had something to do with it as well. I missed you. I confess.

 What happened?

He wants to know. My smile drops some at his question and I search inwardly for the right thing to say. 

Somebody...spurred me in the right direction and not in a positive way. Somebody who’s not important in my life anymore.

I clear my throat, hoping to change the subject and looks up at Emilio to do just that. But I’m hoping now...we can spend a lot more time together...and maybe...just maybe we’ll get around to a first kiss. Cause in my opinion, that’s a long time coming. 

I give Emilio a wink and wide smile, also hoping my charm warms him just as much as it did when I was last in LA. I notice then that my hand is getting warm in Emilio’s but I don’t want to let it go. Not in the least.

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The song ends and I’m happy about that fact because for some reason the club seems to be getting a bit too crowded for my liking. Emilio must feel the same way because I feel him start to lead me through the ocean of bodies. The temperature gradually cools from being inside the club as I find myself outside. Other than the occasional conversation from other non-dancers, it’s pretty quiet where Emilio and I now are. I look up into Emilio’s eyes, not missing the question like look in his gaze and then looking down with a small smile, I put her hands together. 

I guess I should explain, huh?

Emilio looks back into my eyes as he places a hand on the warm railing. The clubs patio is quieter, filled with cigarette smoke and the musk of the summer night. I watch Emilio rub the back of his neck. 

Yeah... Never in a million years did I expect to see you again. 

I’m not too sure how I should take that sentence. Did Emilio not want me back here? I then shake those thoughts away because If he hadn’t wanted me, he wouldn’t have danced with me so closely earlier right? I chuckle, slightly embarrassed.