𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 / 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄.

RHYTHMS OF THE NIGHT CONSUME MY BODY, JUST LET THE MUSIC CONFISCATE MY SOUL.

[pastlifc]

pastlifc — a dependent mumu blog for ciderpointhq, penned by marcy.

┊➶ ˚ ⋆ ariella pascua - just like magic ( kylie verzosa, 33, she / her )

                                 introduction · visage · musings · threads

┊➶ ˚ ⋆ beatriz paz - jealousy, jealousy ( camila mendes, 29, she / her )

                                 introduction · visage · musings · threads

┊➶ ˚ ⋆ julian hendricks - immortal ( mason gooding, 28 , he / him )

                                 introduction · visage · musings · threads

┊➶ ˚ ⋆ marco windsor - look after you ( jeremy allen white, 35, he / him )

                                 introduction · visage · musings · threads

┊➶ ˚ ⋆ ofeliya igwe - drew barrymore ( greta onieogou, 34, she / her )

                                 introduction · visage · musings · threads

┊➶ ˚ ⋆ spencer aquino - hard working man ( evan mock, 28, he / him )

                                 introduction · visage · musings · threads

[pastlifc]

𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: tabitha's  apartment,  electric  avenue / @rainbowxsouls

excited  nerves  course  through  her  as  her  knuckles  rap  against  tabby's  door,  a  jar  of  mixed  candies  held  in  one  arm  and  a  bag  of  crickets  tucked  safely  in  her  tote.  it's  not  often  that  she  gets  to  be  so  unashamedly  herself,  eager  to  spend  more  time  with  tabitha  and  her  animals.  it's  been  a  long  time  since  she'd  met  someone  so  likeminded,  only  hoped  that  she  wouldn't  make  a  wrong  move  with  one  of  her  pets  and  ruin  their  friendship  before  it  even  started.  the  thought  is  cut  short  though,  tabby's  door  swinging  open  and  ofeliya  waving  immediately.  “hi  !  I  BROUGHT  GIFTS  !”  candy  jar  lifted  up,  smile  lighting  up  her  features.

[earlyblues]

there  really  wasn't  a  whole  lot  to  do  in  such  a  small  town,  so  honey  often  found  herself  just  walking  through  the  park  as  a  way  to  pass  the  time.  IT  WAS  GROUNDING,  she'd  tell  herself.  breathing  in  the  fresh  air,  getting  a  chance  to  lay  eyes  on  other  neighbors  strolling  through  the  trail.  she  didn't  think  there  was  anything  that  could  surprise  her  about  this  small  town  …  not  until  she  hears  a  voice  but  sees  no  person  for  it  to  belong  to.  she  takes  out  her  single  airpod  to  listen  again,  following  the  louder  call.  she  finds  herself  approaching  A  HOLE  IN  THE  GROUND,  but  surely  not  …  “what  the  hell  ?!”  because  of  course  there  would  be  a  man  looking  up  at  her.  “are  you  alright  ?!  did  someone  push  you  down  there  ?!” 

[pastlifc]

he's  sure  he  hears  angels  singing  as  his  eyes  fall  on  the  ring  of  sunlight  illuminating  around  the  woman's  blonde  hair.  he  blinks  once,  then  twice,  then  three  and  four  times  before  both  fists  raise  to  rub  at  his  eyes,  sure  he's  having  some  sort  of  end  of  life  hallucination.  when  she's  still  there  after,  he  nods  immediately.  "yeah,"  he  swallows,  because  it's  easier  to  say  he  was  pushed  than  to  admit  to  a  beautiful  woman  he'd  gotten  stuck  down  here  all  on  his  own.  "PRETTY  FUCKED  UP,  RIGHT  ?"  head  shakes,  tsking  lowly.  "are  you  gonna  save  me  ?"

[wildestdrexms]

august: heartbreak prince? would never break your heart ! august: am i missing something here?

[pastlifc]

lucy: i'll be keeping you to that !! lucy: i hope not ! lucy: tell me more about yourself :) what do you like to do in your free time?

[fxdedmoon]

Billie: hmm… 🤔 Billie: favorite of ALL TIME would probably have to be The Fame Billie: hbu?

[pastlifc]

bea: oooohhh shes a little monster i love that!! bea: have you seen her on tour? bea: can i pick one of my own albums? does that count?

[yourcinluv]

spencer .☘︎ ݁˖ ⋆.˚ bianchi farms / @pastlifc

gwyn watched from the window in anxious anticipation as the truck rolled up. she knew the second she walked through the old barn that the repairs couldn't wait any longer, knew exactly who to call once it was officially decided. there was always a chance someone else would step out of the truck, and gwyn didn't know which she preferred, even as spencer forced the door open. dropping the curtain, she shook her hands, then her shoulders, and forced herself out the front door before she lost steam. instead, she made it down the front porch steps before she lost it. no one talked about how hard greetings were when you forced yourself into hiding for years, states away. surprise! hardly worked when she had, in fact, tried to call him with the news of her return. but a simple hello felt inadequate. at least the smile she wore was genuine, excitement bubbling just below the surface of her nerves. “i was hoping they'd send you,” she settled on, caught between running to greet him and planting her feet.

[pastlifc]

there's  a  brief  moment  as  spencer  pulls  up  to  bianchi  farms  where  all  he  feels  is  irritation,  gwyn's  familiar  figure  stirring  up  emotions  he'd  set  aside  months  ago.  when  they'd  gotten  the  work  order  for  the  farm,  spencer  was  quick  to  jump  on  it,  always  happy  to  help  the  bianchi's  despite  his  complicated  friendship  with  their  daughter.  now,  he's  wondering  if  she  should've  been  less  enthused,  rolling  to  a  slow  stop  and  gripping  the  wheel  just  a  little  tighter.  he  leans  over  to  grab  his  tool  belt,  door  propped  open  as  he  straps  it  around  his  waist  and  makes  his  way  out  of  the  truck.  as  he  comes  closer  to  her  though,  he  can't  help  but  feel  every  bit  of  irritation  dissipate,  smile  breaking  out  across  his  cheeks  as  his  legs  take  him  bounding  toward  her.  as  much  as  he'd  like  to  stay  mad,  he's  never  been  able  to  with  gwyn.  "THEY  KNOW  WHO  TO  SEND  WHEN  TROUBLE'S  NEAR,"  he  teases,  arms  wrapping  around  her  in  a  bear  hug,  lifting  her  off  the  ground  for  a  few  seconds  before  placing  her  back  down.  as  he  pulls  away,  one  hand  stays  on  her  arm  as  the  other  raises  to  ruffle  at  her  hair.  "who  drug  you  back  to  town  ?"

[pastlifc]

𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: cake a diem,  ocean avenue / @stup1d4u

“hi  !”  she  waves  as  she  enters  the  bakery,  surprised  that  she'd  seen  danny  behind  the  counter  from  the  glass  outside.  when  they'd  first  run  into  each  other  (  literally  ),  danny  told  her  he  much  preferred  the  back  of  the  bakery.  figured  she'd  take  it  as  a  win,  a  chance  to  cash  in  on  his  COOKIE  OFFER.  “ofeliya,”  she  points  to  herself,  knowing  immediately  it's  probably  a  silly  way  to  jog  his  memory.  “i  hope  you  remember  me,  otherwise  this  is  just  really  embarrassing,”  she  chuckles  softly,  finally  approaching  the  counter  and  folding  her  hands  atop  it.

[pastlifc]

𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: shirley's  diner, penny  lane

hands  clasp  on  the  table  in  front  of  her,  leaning  practically  halfway  across  the  table  in  her  excitement,  unable  to  contain  her  grin.  “ladies,”  she  announces,  looking  between  the  three  of  them  with  a  sparkle  in  her  eye.  “i've  gathered  you  all  here  tonight  for  none  other  than,”  drumming  her  palms  against  the  table,  bottom  lip  pulled  between  teeth,  “a  juicy  little  tea  sesh  !  big  thanks  to  win  for  setting  up  for  us.”  a  finger  pointed  her  way,  eager  to  dig  into  the  pie  and  ice  cream  set  out  before  them.  “WHO'S  FIRST  ?  not  it  !”  she  calls,  finger  rushing  to  touch  the  tip  of  her  nose  immediately. 

@earlyblues @yourcinluv @fcreverlasting

[pastlifc]

𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠:  bea's  apartment,  electric  avenue / @grxndvoile

“karaaaa  !”  she  squeals  as  she  opens  the  door,  reaching  for  the  girl's  hand  and  pulling  her  inside.  their  friendship  had  been  surface  level  so  far,  limited  to  chance  run  ins  due  to  beatriz's  demanding  schedule,  but  she  was  determined  to  change  that.  “i'm  so  excited,  I  HOPE  YOU  LIKE  GAMES  !!”

[pastlifc]

     imessage ᯓ➤ winston su ( @yourcinluv )

beatriz: wyd beatriz: i left my car at my moms and i don't feel like walking beatriz: i'm giving you a once in a lifetime offer to give me a ride

[pastlifc]

“you  know,  i’ve  actually  been  trying  to  figure  out  how  to  add  tour  guide  to  my  resume  for  months,”  she  teases,  though  she  can’t  hide  the  way  her  smile  widens,  clearly  elated  by  the  invitation.  she  hadn’t  been  expecting  it,  also  didn’t  want  to  push  and  risk  blowing  their  chance  at  an  actual  follow  up.  so  much  of  their  friendship  had  been  chance  encounters  and  passive  conversation,  she  felt  giddy  at  the  promise  of  something  more.  “i  even  planned  out  a  whole  itinerary,  just  in  case  the  day  come  where  i  got  an  on  the  spot  offer,”  she  adds  on,  only  half  joking  now.  she  did  have  an  itinerary  of  cider  point’s  essentials,  but  that  came  with  the  territory  of  being  a  local.  bottom  lip  pulls  between  her  teeth  to  bite  back  her  smile  as  she  notices  cleo’s  rosy  cheeks,  trying  desperately  not  to  get  ahead  of  herself.  she’d  seen  the  break  up  announcements,  but  that  didn’t  mean  she  didn’t  have  someone  waiting  at  home  for  her,  nervous  to  repeat  the  night  they  met.  “memory  of  an  elephant,”  she  boasts,  shrugging  lightly.  “drinks  are  always  first,”  she  promises  through  laughter.  deja  vu  washes  over  her  as  she  leads  cleo  to  the  bar,  flagging  the  bartender  down  and  ordering  two  hard  apple  ciders,  passing  the  cold  bottle  to  cleo  with  a  smile  after  it  arrives.  relishes  in  the  first  sip,  impatient  for  the  liquid  courage  to  flow  through  her.  “are  you  ready  to  see  cider  point’s  BEST  VIEW  ?”  tone  teasing,  head  nodding  toward  the  back  door  to  the  patio.

[fcreverlasting]

"Looks like today's your lucky day, then." She mirrors her grin, relieved her olive branch hadn't been waved away, no intention to ever follow through. It'd be easy to assume they'll just stay as they always have, like ships passing in the night, always on the cusp of something more solid but never enough time to build anything. Ofeliya might expect her to disappear again, and Cleo wouldn't blame her for keeping her distance, for not wanting to get hurt, but if she were to ask, Cleo would confidently tell her she's here to stay. If Ofeliya and Cider Point will have her. "A whole itinerary? Well, we can't let that go to waste, right?" She doesn't fully believe her, but it makes her feel a little better about potentially taking up her time. "Drinks are always first." She repeats with another wide grin, following along eagerly. It doesn't even cross her mind what she must look like trailing behind her; the rest of the bar is a blur where Ofeliya's concerned. She moves with so much more ease than Cleo remembers, and she can only assume it's the familiar surroundings and not time that's made them this way. "Thank you." She mumbles, eyes wrinkled at the corners. "Best? Better than New York?" Teasing, but at this point, Cleo's inclined to say yes. The city is nostalgic, home, but Cider Point is her fresh start, despite all the ghosts. A quieter life, a chance to have the things she never realised she needed. "Lead the way; I'm right behind you."

[pastlifc]

𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠:  penny  park,  penny  lane / @fcreverlasting

ofeliya's  mother  had  always  told  her  the  way  to  a  person's  heart  is  through  their  stomach,  and  she  figured  the  same  could  go  for  apologies,  if  she  set  it  up  well  enough.  a  mixture  of  emotions  run  through  her,  sitting  cross  legged  on  the  picnic  blanket  across  from  cleo.  “it's  from  al  tavolo,”  she  blurts,  gesturing  to  the  food  and  meeting  cleo's  eyes  hesitantly.  “i  hope  you  like  chicken  margherita,”  she's  stalling,  that  much  is  clear  as  her  hand  wring  together  in  her  lap,  heaving  a  hefty  sigh.  despite  how  awful  she  feels  for  leaving  cleo  at  open  mic  night,  she  can't  seem  to  shake  the  image  of  her  and  winston  from  her  mind  (  did  her  due  diligence  to  check  the  flyer  for  his  name,  remembering  his  performance  from  that  night  ).  she  had  full  hope  that  her  and  cleo  were  turning  a  new  leaf,  finally  shaking  the  cycle  they'd  fallen  into.  admittedly  had  LESS  now,  heart  panging  in  her  chest  as  she  remembers  the  engagement  headlines  that  haunted  her  for  months.  “so,”  a  brief  pause,  “how  did  your  night  end  up  going  the  other  day  ?  i  don't  think  i  eneded  up  asking  after  i  called  you  …”

[fcreverlasting]

OHNOITSCLEO JUST POSTED !

"the most fun i've had in a long time" review of ruby valentine's set tonight... just in case you missed it... so grateful for these girls, this opportunity and everything and everyone in between right now ❤️ 📸credits: stevie delgado, that one guy on the street vada bat her eyelashes at, winston su #openmicnight tagged: beatriz @pastlifc, vada @k1tschs, stevie @invlsiblestring, winston @yourcinluv featured, not tagged: ofeliya @pastlifc

[fxdedmoon]

“Oh yeah? And what else do you wanna hear me call you tonight?” he asked, quiet enough to not attract outside attention but loud enough for Marco to hear. Maybe that wasn’t the most appropriate thing to say in public, but it was better than being emotionally vulnerable. Clearly that wasn’t working out well for him.

[pastlifc]

head  snaps  toward  russell,  heat  rising  up  his  neck  and  onto  his  cheeks  as  he  looks  around  them,  still  nervous  about  public  displays  of  affection.  when  he's  sure  no  one  is  paying  attention  to  them,  his  smirk  grows,  eyes  lingering  on  russell's.  "why  don't  we  hit  FAST  FORWARD  on  the  night,  and  i'll  show  you  ?"

[offkeykisses]

"Lucky me then." Big doe eyes stared at him as if she were completely enamored with the man in front of her. Despite all the glaring flaws she thought he had, he was at least just as good at playing his part as she was. María posed for a few pictures, resisting the urge to roll her eyes at his joke she didn't find amusing. Instead she focused on his earlier words. "Oh!" Hands clasped together in front of her for a moment, "We should totally ask someone to take some! It'd be a shame if we didn't get any good ones together." Because what was the point in hanging out with him at these things if she didn't get pictures to prove how 'happy' they were together? "Especially since it's been such a nice night, you know?"

[pastlifc]

everything  in  spencer  wants  to  push  it  when  she  says  she's  lucky,  knows  better  than  to  rile  her  up  in  public  though,  leaving  that  tab  open  in  his  mind  for  when  they  returned  home.  hums  instead,  smile  gracing  his  features.  takes  his  job  of  snapping  photos  seriously,  sure  to  capture  each  new  pose  she  gave.  "okay,  ONE  SEC,"  he  nods,  immediately  looking  around  for  a  stranger  to  rope  into  the  task.  is  pleasantly  surprised  to  find  someone  willing  nearly  right  away,  his  phone  passed  out  to  them  as  he  took  his  place  behind  maría  once  again,  arms  looping  around  her  shoulders  as  his  chin  lowers  to  rest  on  her  shoulder.  tilts  his  head  toward  her  just  a  little,  hoping  the  stranger  is  capturing  his  perfectly  crafted  candid  moment.  "it  has  been,  hasn't  it  ?  MAYBE  WE  SHOULD  GO  OUT  MORE  OFTEN,"  he  teases,  smirk  growing  as  he  anticipates  her  reaction  to  the  implications.

[yourcinluv]

“fuck yeah you were!” a polite golf clap joined her laughter as she curtsied. he doesn't expect it, but a warm blush crept into his cheeks, so he curtsied himself to hide it, bowing his head. “thank you, thank you.” there's a pause before he decided to take the vulnerable approach. “but it wouldn't have happened without you, so, really, thank you.” once again, he copied her, shaking his hands at his side and rolling his shoulders. winston wanted to find relief in her assurance, but the idea of millions of people watching him fumble his return to the stage made him sick to his stomach. “yeah…but you said it wasn't bad, though, right? tiktok won't think i'm a washed up pop star, right?” 

[pastlifc]

surprised  laughter  follows  his  curtsy,  brows  pulling  together  in  comedic  shock.  "you're  welcome,"  tone  matching  his  sincerity,  because  a  gut  feeling  tells  her  that  he  needs  it.  she's  no  stranger  to  the  difficulties  he's  had  in  his  career,  knows  all  too  well  how  much  that  can  alter  a  person's  confidence.  "really,  I'M  GLAD  YOU  SIGNED  US  UP,"  arms  raise  up  to  squeeze  at  his  biceps  in  an  attempt  at  grounding,  before  her  arms  fall  back  to  her  side.  "even  if  i  was  kind  of  a  brat  about  it  earlier,"  she  laughs,  because  in  typical  bea  fashion,  she  was  always  going  to  complain  a  little.  "no,  of  course  not.  i  just  meant  if  you  DID  black  out  and  forget,  at  least  you'd  be  able  to  see  everything  !  but  you  didn't,  so  no  need  to  worry  about  that  !  in  fact,  i'm  envisioning  winston  su  edits  to  sweep  fyps  near  us  by  morning  !"

[tiidepools]

❛  oh,  i  can  tell.  ❜   he  agrees  with  enthusiasm,  beholding  julian's  muscles  with  all  the  zeal  of  a  2000s  boyband  fan.   ❛  you  must  have  an  impressive  workout  regimen,  you  should  tell  me  more  about  it.  ❜   but  with  each  word,  heath  feels  the  guilt  pile  on  top  of  him,  finding  himself  doing  the  one  thing  he  promised  teddy  he  wouldn't  do  –  dodge  the  truth.  if  he  was  going  to  continue  to  be  a  better  friend  to  her,  he  should  extend  the  same  courtesy  to  his  other  friends,  too.   ❛  okay,  you  got  me!  ❜   palms  go  up  in  defense,  sigh  leaving  his  body.   ❛  i've  been  having  a  bit  of  a  bad  time,  ❜   sugar  coats  it  for  both  of  their  sakes,  lest  they  get  into  heath's  entire  tapestry  of  mistakes  mid-set,   ❛  and  sometimes  seeing  his  little  face  when  i  got  back  from  work  was  all  that  kept  me  going.  i'm  sorry,  i  am.  really,  really  sorry.  i  was  being  a  selfish  paren– uh, friend.  ❜

[pastlifc]

eyes  only  squint  further  as  heath  rambles  on,  knowing  full  well  that  his  friend  is  BULLSHITTING  HIM.  has  never  heard  heath  give  any  interest  in  his  gym  routine  through  their  entire  friendship,  knows  that  he's  only  biding  his  time  in  an  effort  to  distract  julian  from  the  obvious.  HE  WAS  TRYING  TO  STEAL  THEIR  FISH  FOR  HIMSELF.  at  least,  that's  what  julian's  thinking  as  he  stands  there,  arms  crossed  over  his  chest.  feels  like  an  asshole  as  heath  admits  he's  been  having  a  bad  time,  arms  falling  immediately  while  a  raspberry  passes  through  his  lips.  "aw,  shit  man,"  he  sighs,  hand  rubbing  at  the  back  of  his  neck  instinctively.  "why  didn't  you  tell  me  ?  i'd  just  come  visit  you  and  the  little  fella,  no  custody  swaps  needed  !"