☾⋆*⋆ glibby glob glooby

céline song &&. odin kitsch ☾⋆*⋆ a starburst rush, your first real crush, you're bit by a dog, a yellow school bus. sweet sixteen, that concert you missed, your best friend and your first kiss. learning to fall and wanting it all.

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NATALIE ;

  “ i know. ” the word dragged out as natalie allowed her eyes to widen, “going out of my comfort zone? trying out who knows what you’ll put in my menchies cup? it’s like i’m a completely different person. fame’s changed me in soooo many ways, can you believe it? who even is natalie beaumont nowadays.” 

  “ a bad bitch , clearly. ” the smile on her face is bright and wide. squeezing her hand , céline declares , “ a new and improved version of herself. as long as you don’t go mariah carrey on us , i approve of this change. ”

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ATTICUS ;

“Now that’s what those in the business would call circumstantial evidence.” Giving a firm nod to empathise his point. In reality Atticus had no idea the criteria on what makes strong evidence but he had learned from the best to fake it ‘till you make it and as the technique that helped him to get jobs as assistants it hadn’t let him down so far. “Directors with a chic sophisticated public image to keep up exist , though they don’t usually work in broadcasting. No  offence to anybody I need to be on the good side of obviously.” As Celine continued with her points he became more and more impressed.”That’s a genuine justifiable observation.Well done ! Ever considered becoming a detective if your current career doesn’t work out ?” 

   tinted pink lips quirk upwards , amused by that idea. he doesn’t look like the type who needs to stay on anyone’s good side. he looks like a nicholas young -- the guy from crazy rich asians.  “ i never considered it , honestly. ” she answers , giggling. “ the confidence is inspiring though. ” with her resumé , the only occupation she could hold down after her film career was trophy wife. “ i always thought i might do well owning my own menchies -- it’s a franchise , you know. ” she gives a shrug. “ but , then again , i’ve never been one for business. ”

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CHARLIE ;

as soon as he stepped into the vacant elevator, charlie took a few steps so he was nestled into one of the back corners. with his earbuds in, eyebrows furrowed and a pen hanging out of the corner of his mouth as he flipped through the stacks of paper in his hands, it was easy to tell he was in full concentration mode. he pretended not to notice as someone else stepped on, hoping they either believed he didn’t notice or knew him well enough to know that his focus was elsewhere. it wasn’t until the elevator came to a jolting stop half way through its descent to the floor below that charlie’s concentration was broken. he quickly looked up from the papers and removed one earbud. “what the… ?” he trailed off, the pen muffling his words a bit before he moved it to behind his ear. “what just happened ?” he asked the other.

   toes taps lightly to his own music --  beats blasting ‘ buenos aires ’ from the evita sound track -- as he waits for the slowest elevator on earth. when it finally comes , he notices the boy with a floppy mess of hair in the corner but says nothing. odin simply enters his floor. they stand side by side , in two different worlds until they are forced back into their shared reality as the familiar disorienting move of the elevator pauses.  “ hell fucking no. ” odin says , pulling off his headphones. “ i have a fucking meeting right now. ” he takes a step to the buttons , looking for a possible answer. “ i think we’re fucking stuck. ”

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LUCIANO ;

  feigned innocence swept across luciano’s features as his weight shifted back on his heels. acting as if the words that had left his lips were just a simple, harmless statement. they were just been harmless statements, at least they could have been passed of as harmless statements if it hadn’t been for the history that lay between them. 

 “seems like someone’s got a little bit of a touchy subject.” a hint of amusement, completely false but passed off effortlessly as real, touching the edge of his words as he allowed a smile to spread across his lips. “i just mean that you must be in your element now that you’re back and able to do and be apart of something you’ve always seemed to want. our roles have been somewhat reversed.” but instead he enjoyed the lack of publicity he got nowadays. 

    she gives a huffy sigh , biting her tongue.  i almost thought we were about to communicate here. instead , “ i must be overly sensitive , i guess. ” if anyone else had said the words , she would’ve given her award winning smile and thanked them. she’s left bristling after the fact. decidedly , she’s lost whatever’s happening here. she folded first.

    she says , in an attempt to recover , “ anonymity looks good on you. ” it’s the lamest comeback she could’ve ever given. still , céline tries to mean it whole - heartedly. she wants to be happy for luciano and his future endeavours. she wishes that chronicle will have the same success as babycakes. she hopes he will now build a bridge and gets over whatever problem they had since he’s clearly so much happier than she is.

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♡

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NATALIE ;

  a shake of her head and a flash of a smile was all natalie responded with before tugging on the girls hand lightly as she headed towards her apartment door. “since you’re the queen of menchies—and one of the people who knows me best—how would you feel about making up a concoction when we get to menchies. i feel like a change from my usual, boring old créme brulee and strawberries.”

   céline gives a small gasp as she brings her free hand to her chest. “ who are you and what have you done with my natalie ? ” pride shines in her eyes as she speaks ; feeling as happy as she might’ve at a graduation. “ looks like we have a DAREDEVIL here !” 

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ATTICUS ;

“Those are secrets I have to take to my grave."Despite the the theatrics there was an element of truth to Atticus’s words.A good Hollywood insider had to learn how to put a lid on potential scandals and prioritise their job over a quick buck from the gossip collums. Though truth be told he came from a more comfortable background than some crew members so was allowed to not fight tooth and nail to earn money

Atticus stood quietly ,playing with his cufflinks, observing the change in Celine’s demeanor.Going from a frightened rabbit to a computer trying to put together the right calculations.The slight smug satisfaction on her face was more endearing than it would of been on somebody like Luciano .”Well done Nancy Drew you’ve cracked the case in one go.What gave it away?“It was unusual for him to find the time to make playful small talk like this however with everything running smoothly during the current shooting schedule for Chronicle the man allowed himself be semi-relaxed.

   her eyes widen , amused by the answer. ‘ to his grave ’ the man said. she couldn’t help the smile the dramatics brought to her lips. the gravity in which he held the situation almost made her feel as if she were talking to james bond.

   at her success , her eyes brighten. “ the cufflinks. ” she answers quickly. but , immediately finds herself backtracking , “ well , not just the cufflinks. your entire outfit. no director dresses like that on set. ” her lips quirk upward , still clearly proud of herself. “ see , i was stuck between director and producer , ‘cause you said ‘ my actors. ’ i’d’ve called them the cast but you were possessive. ” with her eyes still sparkling , she gives a shrug. “i’m not usually right about these things. i am super proud of myself. ”

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GENEVA ;

“ WOW, aren’t you just a ray of sunshine this morning? ” she asked, wondering if petulance was something you could get from your dna. he was entirely bitter, in a dry, yet charming sort of way that geneva wished she could perfect. instead, she always came off as too strong or too flirtatious or too something. everything in her life had to be done to the fullest—even existing. “ i didn’t ask for commentary from the the crypt keeper’s look alike. 

   without a fucking care , he squints at the burning l.a. sun as he lights his cig. “ is it morning ? couldn’t tell. ” the most interesting thing about his half sister was the fact that they were so alike -- despite the fact that they’d been raised on opposite sides of the country. then again , with their mother being the biggest savage on the planet ( he still couldn’t believe she didn’t accept his friend request ) , it couldn’t’ve been that shocking to find that they were two in the same. “ hey , it runs in the family , fuckin’ e.t. ass looking brat. ” satisfied with himself , a small smile grows on his lips as he takes a drag of his cigarette. 

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LUCIANO ;

  on this pedestal again. it took everything in him not to scoff as the words fell from céline’s lips. was it really weird? the way she seemed to perk up made him second guess her. maybe she was just happy about being able to do what she loved, but he knew exactly how she reacted to attention. she seemed to thrive off of it.

  he had to take a moment, divert his attention away from her, to stop himself from making some sort of back handed comment. he didn’t owe her anything, but her words still effected him to this day. even if it might be hard to believe sometimes, he didn’t want to live up to the asshole title. even if it was easier.

   “well, i’m sure you’re enjoying all the benefits nonetheless.” he was careful to keep his voice light as he forced a smile to form upon his lips. hoping it could soften the words, though it could easily be counted as a failure to keep his mouth shut. “you always did have a thing for the spotlight after all.” now that was a complete failure. but it was impossible to settle the annoyance that ran through him.

   her eyes narrow. fucking salty bitch. although his words are thin and light , they slice like a blade. “ what’s that supposed to mean ? ” she wishes she could be as biting , but really , she sounds like a wounded puppy. bark , sans bite. 

   when she was nine , her mom asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up. being a stupid kid who didn’t know half of it , she answered : famous. now , it wasn’t to say that céline regretted her career. but what she regretted was the fact that that stupid wish was what drove the two of them apart. and even then , that wasn’t even to say she would run back into his arms if he’d take her -- no. she hated the fact she hurt him so. she’d hurt him so bad that he was clearly bitter about it nearly five years later. 

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MOIRA ;

       “I’m sure we’ll be good as long as no one gets kidnapped.” a smile lit up her features, and she pushed her hair back, detangling the mess of curls and flipping her hair behind her shoulder. “Moira, it’s nice to meet you.” she didn’t mention how she’d seen the girl before, instead she started to walk forward. “Why were you going to lie, about a jog. In that outfit especially ?” 

   céline gives a laugh , albeit a bit puzzled. “ i pinky swear , ” she promises. “ i ... ” her smile falters , chewing on her words , thinking of the right words to say so that moira’s judgement wouldn’t be as harsh. “ well ... ” she gives a sheepish giggle. “ i may have a problem when it comes to frozen yogurt. ”

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IMESSAGE ↬ XIMENA

ximena: N O SHIT SHERLOCK

ximena: i thought i could trust you with those videos ...

odin: Your technique needs work.

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IMESSAGE ↬ XIMENA

ximena: if you're going to say some shady shit about me then say it to my face

ximena: k ?

odin: ok. you cannot sing. sorry.

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LUCIANO ;

  regret started to grow in the pit of his stomach. regret for even stepping in this place. regret for choosing to attempt to be the bigger person. he knew it would be awkward, especially since even after all these years he didn’t exactly have many positive feelings about the girl that sat in front of him. sure there had been decent memories, if his eyes flickered up to the pictures that covered one wall he would be reminded of one, but the way things ended wiped out any good. it was too late to turn away now though. it would be worse than just having had ignored her in the first place. 

   his shoulders shrugged at her comment, “what can i say, i may be biased, but i’m a pretty decent roommate to have.” there was more to her comment than the surface he focused on. he didn’t want to even begin to think deeper into the meaning of her words. “but chronicle—yeah—got the job a while ago. we’re just waiting for the season premiere now.” his words trailed off as he juggled the tub in his arms around slightly before letting out a short ‘uh’ before he spoke once more, “i guess your show is doing pretty decently since the third season was announced—congrats.”

   her smile presses into a thin line , nodding as she listens. truth be told , she never paid too much attention to a camera crew unless they were working with her.  if she hadn’t been part of the angeltale brand , she might’ve missed the news. 

   céline feels as if they’re trudging through mud. she didn’t expect anything short of an uphill battle , but she feels like she’s scratching the bottom of the barrel here. soon , they might actually have to talk about it. 

   “ thanks , ” she says quickly , perking up slightly. “it’s kinda weird being up on this pedestal again. ” live theatre didn’t have the same effect on her fame as being on television did. ‘ isn’t that the girl from disney ? ’ patrons would say upon seeing her name in the program. people remembered her name after babycakes. even if it was never the goal to be be famous , it was still nice to be noticed. 

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LYDIA ;

“ really odin? really? “ lydia asked flatly, brows raising at the male sitting across from her. “ of course it’s real. i may pollute my body with a shit ton of stuff, but hair dye is not one of them. redheads are a dying breed. i’m going to embrace these carrot colored locks until i can no more. “ she said, manicured fingers plucking a couple of fries off of his plate and popping them in her mouth. “ that burger looks amazing. is it just something plain and simple or some kind of specialty burger? i want one. “ she said, hand covering her mouth as she spoke to avoid showing off the half chewed food in her mouth.

   “ could’ve fooled me. ” he says with a flippant shrug. if it’s real , he doesn’t really care. he does care more about his fries , though. an uncomfortable groan escapes his lips as her claws reach for them -- belatedly , he tries to bat her talons away , but she succeeds in stealing his fries. with a displeased sigh , he answers , “ it’s a pickle me silly. ”

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LUCIANO ;

  maybe he should have offered her a smile from the attempt she tried to make. maybe he should have found a little humour in the words she responded with. but his features stayed near unaffected, only a weak attempt at a laugh void of anything at all and a nod was all he could seem to be able to muster up. sometimes it wasn’t easy to pretend, he was only so good at faking how he felt when all he felt was bouts of anything but positive memories and feelings ran through him

 it was a relief when her attention turn to the three tubs in his arms. it gave him the perfect way out of being able to avoid having to focus upon her directly and he took it easily, his eyes switching down before he shrugged, his arms raising the tubs slightly due to the action. “not all for me, i’m just refilling the stock i keep in the freezer for my roommate and anyone that comes over—i hardly eat the stuff actually.” 

 the last addition to his reply was spoken a little too matter of fact, maybe even bordering on the line of harsh. especially as he spoke them the moment his eyes returned to her.

   she flinches under his gaze , feeling EXTREMELY insecure. the entire situation has her feeling on edge. they didn’t part amicably , so she’s not entirely sure what to expect. why did he approach her ? he doesn’t have to pretend to be nice to her. there’s no reputation to uphold. if she were in his shoes , she would’ve ignored him. in fact , she did. he had to approach her.

   “ nice of you to make the trip , ” céline says -- both about the yogurt run for his roommate , and coming over to speak to her. and maybe that’s it. maybe he says hi because he’s nice. because he was. in that photo on the wall , he was nice to her. somewhere along the way , she ruined that. maybe she should apologize for hurting him ? that might seem out of the blue , though. she scratches that thought.

   céline bites down on her lip , thinking , “ -- oh ! i heard you’re working on ... um , chronicle , right ? ”

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LUCIANO ;

  it wasn’t often he ventured into the frozen yogurt store now-a-days, both because he wasn’t a huge frozen yogurt, or any sweet thing for that matter, fan and because he knew the place was a favourite place of certain girl he’d rather not allow his thoughts to linger on anymore than he had to. the last thing he really wanted was to run into her. it had been a year or two, he wasn’t entirely sure, but her features still brought up far too many things he refused to face head on. but the stock of grab n’ go tubs kept in the freezer in his apartment was running low and since his schedule was far less hectic than his roommates, he thought it was only fair for him to be the one to go. 

 stepping into the store, luciano flashed a smile at the girls behind the counter as the cheery greeted met him the moment he’d put on foot in the door. he made a beeline for the grab n’ go tubs, in and out. it’s all he needed. but after selecting the few tubs and he turned back around. his eyes fell upon the reason he avoided this store in particular. 

 he froze, his eyes focused directly upon features he’d once known far too well. his mind started to run a million miles an hour, go over there? turn and walk to the counter like he’d never seen her? and even though the latter was the much more appealing option, he cursed himself. what was he, a god damn child? he could survive an awkward encounter. so with three freezing tubs tucked in his arms, he slowly approached her table. 

 a brow rose as he came to a stop a meter or so away, “you still addicted to this place then, thought someone would have thrown a ‘help céline get off menchies’, convention by now.”

   despite surviving the past few years with luciano out of sight and out of mind , céline can’t help but find herself distracted by him. as he goes to the freezer , she watches him from the corner of her eye , tucking a strand of hair behind her ear to get a better look. he looks like he’s done well for himself throughout the years.

   she’s tried her best to keep up with him afterwards. it wasn’t intentional -- not at first , at least. but after their break - up , she couldn’t help but look for his face in magazines. it became difficult after he stopped acting , and when she looked back on the unfinished scrapbook hiding inside an unpacked box in her basement , she noticed he never looked too happy in any of the glossy magazine pages. but , those were ghosts of the past.

   “ they’ve tried. ” she says , attempting to smile at him. with a shrug , she follows up , “ didn’t work. ” céline grapples to say something to him -- anything. she scans his profile ; taking in what’s the same , what isn’t. the thee tubs under his arm look new. “ wow. three tubs ? and i have a problem ? ”

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NATALIE ;

  an exaggerated roll of her eyes followed the blowed kiss, but the large grin across her lips never once faltered as she easily took céline’s offered hand, rising from the couch with a long exhaled breath. “what would we do without each other, hmm?” she sung softly, grabbing her bag with her free hand before slinging it over her shoulder, “we’d be lost without each other! who else would let you get away with going to menchies two times in the same day without holding a convention?”

   she simply giggles in reply because nat has a point. “ this is why you’re my soulmate. ” céline is eternally grateful that the two of them ended up working on babycakes together. she had been so hesitant to return to t.v. , but if she hadn’t showed up to the auditions , she’d never’ve met natalie -- beautiful and kind and non - judgemental natalie.