respairs.

━━ a renewal of hope after despair.

[respairs]

respair /rɪˈpɛə(ɹ)/ a renewal of hope after despair

#RESPAIRS is a dependent mumu blog for sedonaroleplay, written by Kels, starring the following muses:

✤ ⸺BELLA HENDERSON.

❮ INTRODUCTION · BACKSTORY · WANTED · DOSSIER · THREADS · MUSINGS · VISAGE · PINTEREST ❯

✤ ⸺DARIUS CARTER.

❮ INTRODUCTION · BACKSTORY · WANTED · DOSSIER · THREADS · MUSINGS · VISAGE · PINTEREST ❯

✤ ⸺GUILLERMO "MEMO" TORRES GARCÍA.

❮ INTRODUCTION · BACKSTORY · WANTED · DOSSIER · THREADS · MUSINGS · VISAGE · PINTEREST ❯

✤ ⸺JASIRI WATKINS.

❮ INTRODUCTION · BACKSTORY · WANTED · DOSSIER · THREADS · MUSINGS · VISAGE · PINTEREST ❯

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❮ BELLA ⸺ DARIUS ⸺ GUILLERMO ⸺ JASIRI ❯

[rafaelxxnavarro]

Rafael let out a quiet chuckle at the man's words. He leaned back for a beat, "No need to worry about that kind of conversation here." Rafael's mind was plenty stimulated when he was at his job. Right now, he was looking for something mindless, something to help him relax. "Been to one of these before?" Rafael asked casually, figuring small talk might be acceptable after the man took the first sip of his drink. He followed suit, taking a sip of his own. "It's mine, so I'm really just figuring it out as I go." The crowd of people could easily captivate him for a day in just people watching, but he figured he should at least try to socialize with people outside of Mallory.

[respairs]

⸺GUILLERMO "MEMO" TORRES GARCÍA.

Guillermo nodded in response to the question. He’s quite a seasoned pride festival attendee at this point. Unfortunately for this guy, Guillermo doesn’t know if his idea of fun will align with theirs. So he doesn’t know exactly what activities to recommend. The Ramp Agent bites into one of his crispy cheesy beef tacos as he mulls it over. 

“I don’t know about you, but I like watching people,” he notes, even if it sounds weird. People often show who they truly are without having to speak. “It’s entertaining,” he admits. Being the strong and silent type, throughout his life Guillermo easily became a keen observer. He’s never one to care about what people think, because he already defaults to thinking the worse of himself. “Plus, you’ll be able to figure out which activity seems worth your while,” he explains with a shrug.

[sweetfridays]

♡ via tiktok ( byhermoss )

[respairs]

@silvcrshadows ( levi )

[desperate-housewives]

[respairs]

@fromdvsk ( jacob )

[burton-lancaster]

[nick-nellson]

[nextchaptcrs]

His sigh of relief was almost immediately interrupted when the woman mentioned ice. Where were they supposed to get it? Elliott looked around, but already knew he wasn't gonna find anything. Hi, yes, please. I'm Juniper. He heard his daughter reply and move to try to steady herself, probably. Elliott's eyes went straight back to them as his eyebrows were raised. "Holy shit, really? Talk about an unexpected luck, huh, June?" A smile tugged on the corner of his lips as he looked at Jasiri. "Thank you. I don't know what happened, she was walking just fine and next thing I knew..." His voice got lower and lower, until the words just stopped coming out altogether.

"Sure." He replied after clearing his throat. He took a few seconds to grab their bag again and put it behind Juniper's head so she could properly lay down and use it as pillow. Only then he did what the woman had asked, planting himself on the ground so her leg could be more elevated. When he was done, he saw her arranging the ice inside the washcloth and closed his eyes for a few seconds. Thank God. He watched as Jasiri spoke and Juniper closed her eyes, her voice low as she simply replied "Okay". "It's alright, kiddo. Gonna be over real soon." He turned his head to face Jasiri and nodded, as if signaling for her to keep going. "What else can I do?"

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⸺JASIRI WATKINS.

“Oh, so basically about twenty fiii–” Jasiri started off rattling statistics then stopped herself. Current audience and setting considered, she pivoted. “Don’t worry, I mean, it happens more often than you think.” Jasiri smiled warmly at the father and daughter duo. Juniper is in great hands. “In about a week or two, you will be back to normal.” Once she’s prepared, Jasiri sets the makeshift ice pack against the swelling of Juniper’s ankle. “You can start a timer for fifteen minutes,” she responded to his question. “That’s how long we need to keep the ice on the area. Then, in roughly 3 hours you repeat this, but by then you guys should be back at the main area and able to get proper help.” Thankfully, there’s medical help on site that they could take advantage of. “June’s a brave girl, and once she gets some tylenol and rest, she’ll start feeling better.” 

[zoeysplaylistgifs]

[fromdvsk]

He can hear the disappointment in his brother's tone and that, more than just about anything, threatens to snap him out of it, threatens to stop him in his tracks. He's never felt the weight of Darius' disappointment before. As much as disappointing his parents hurts, this is the one thing he can't stomach.

But at this point, he knows there's no winning. He's not going to convince Darius just as much as Darius isn't going to convince him. So he keeps walking, refuses to turn around and let Darius see just how much his disappointment in him was the one thing that almost got through. "Funny, I don't remember asking for any of y'all's permission," is all he throws over his shoulder as he finally reaches his vehicle. Dre yanks the door open, grabs his overnight bag, which he's been making a lot of use of lately, throws the strap over his shoulder, and slams the door shut again, before whirling around and storming back in the direction of Le Rouge, refusing to look over his shoulder at his brother again. He can't risk it.

[respairs]

⸺END.

[pandoraistheloml]

no rizz just pretty eyes and a overwhelming amount of knowledge about fictional characters.

[respairs]

✤ TASK THREE — home sweet home.

Guillermo has lived in Southpoint all his life. When he moved out of the Torres Garcia family home, he gave mobile home living a try in Flamingo Trailer Park. Turns out that he enjoyed it, and for now it’s all the space he needs. In general, there’s a charm to small spaces that are warm and inviting which reminds him of the home he was raised in. Guillermo maintains this environment by including elements from home. In and around his trailer home there are terracotta pots which host his herb garden, colourful and patterned elements enhance his cooking space, a few walls feature painted plates, and hanging potted plants. When Hank Rawlings offered the option to add on a deck and patio, he opted-in. The process wasn’t smooth due to a few challenges, but there were no regrets. The upgrade afforded him a place to beat the heat & people watch, indulge in al fresco dining, have better gardening options, and a space to grill. 

[fromdvsk]

CLOSED STARTER ⸺  iyana @vcrbis and bella @respairs SETTING ⸺ in line for the dunk tank (unbeknownst to bella)

When Iyana came up with the brilliant idea of getting Bella back via dunk tank at Pride, Jake had been only too happy to be involved. His best friend's meddling had gotten him into more trouble than he would have liked at the speed dating event and while it was all in good, harmless fun, she still deserved a little payback.

"Take a look at this line up they've got for this, Bells. It's crazy!" Jake comments as he steers the trio a half a degree closer in the direction of the dunk tank. At the same time, he holds his phone up at exactly the angle that would make Bella have to tilt her head down and away from the giant dunk tank looming twenty feet ahead with a sign that says SIGN UP HERE.

[vcrbis]

Iyana  took  advantage  of  the  distraction  Jacob  provided  and  made  her  way  over  to  the  sign-up  sheet.  She  made  her  way  past  a  few  people  to  put  Bella's  name  on  the  sheet.  But  she  didn't  make  her  way  back  to  Jacob  and  Bella ;  instead ,  she  went  to  the  concession  stand  nearby.  She  was  eyeing  it  before  they  got  near  the  dunk  tank.  And  knowing  her  cousin ,  she  would  be  questioned  for  her  disappearance.  Even  if  she  didn't  take  long.  So  she  took  this  opportunity,  especially  since  the  line  had  just  cleared  up.

Iyana  returned  with  three  churros ,  standing  in  front  of  them  with  a  wide  grin.  Disappearing  and  returning  with  a  sweet  treat  is  the  way  to  go  to  avoid  coming  off  as  suspicious.  She  hesitates  briefly  before  giving  Jacob  and  Bella  a  churro.  ❝   We  should  watch  who  will  get  dunked ,   ❞  a  hint  of  curiosity  in  her  eyes ,  coming  off  as  being  nosey.  Something  Bella  is ,  unfortunately ,  a  little  too  aware  of.

@respairs

[respairs]

⸺BELLA HENDERSON.

The prompt from her bestie was enough to pique her interest. Bella’s attention went from a parent trying to wrangle their kids to Jacob’s phone. At first glance she couldn’t believe the listing. Sedona had dug pretty deep in pockets for this year’s pride weekend. “What?” surprised she reached for his phone to get a better look at the flyer. “Elton John– in Sedona? Hell, Chappell too? Hmm…” The lineup for the concert was hyped for quite some time, but she didn’t think it would be that stacked. Bella returned Jacob’s phone to him. “Here I thought I was going to skip that show for something else.” Now she’ll have to plan an outfit for the concert. Her mind had already begun spinning through the options in her mind when Iyana returned. 

“Churros, yes!” If there’s one thing about festivals, is the opportunity to indulge in foods she doesn’t normally partake in. “Oh, that’ll be funny,” she comments before biting into the treat. “Let’s go see what idiot signed up for this travesty.” It would never be an attraction that she would do, even for charity. Bella would rather donate the funds to the cause and not have to sit up there to be stressed out. Would it be a ten year old or Doli sending her plunging into water? Is not a question she wants to ask herself.

// @fromdvsk

[nextchaptcrs]

"Why not? These are great! I actually never knew you were into photography, I don't think. But I guess I always gravitated more towards the brushes, so that was we ever talked about, right?" Her smile dropped a little, while her mind wandered through old memories. "But I really like this, I've been back and forth a few times already to see it all." Kamaria watched as realization slowly took over Bella. It felt nice, and it evoked the same feelings they had on their relationship years ago, despite her not really knowing how to act on it now. The woman was usually all about physical signs of affection, but the contact took her by surprise this time, giving her no time to properly react before it was over. The genuine smile was instant, though. "Yeah, it's just... I only just found out a few days ago." It felt right for Bella to be included in the group of the first people to know, in a way, even with everything that happened in the past. "Thanks, Bella. And, uh, I guess people know?" She giggled. "I kinda posted about it on Instagram. This feels like screaming it in front of a whole crowd these days, doesn't it?"

[respairs]

⸺BELLA HENDERSON.

The commendation from Kama has her grinning. “I wasn’t at first, this was one of those things that I discovered later on” Bella learned a lot about herself much later in life, and in fact she still is. In some aspects it’s like she’s playing catch up, but she doesn’t view it that way.

“Aww!” Now she’s sad that she missed it. “That’s as loud as you can get, Kam,” she laughs lightly. “I’ve been so busy with the installation that I’ve hardly had a chance to check my notifications properly.” There are many red badges on apps awaiting her attention. Bella made a mental note to interact with the post later. It would be at the top of her list once she gets a chance. 

“Now, it goes without saying but if you need anything, please let me know.” To say that she was proud of Kamaria would be an understatement. Of course she believes in Kamaria’s ability to stand on her own, but Bella can’t help but be a tad protective of her. If Bella ever sees what’s his name again she will be punching first and asking questions after. There’s cold feet, and then there's what he pulled at the wedding. “That kid’s going to be so spoiled.” Bella affixed the photograph she held to its stand, before retrieving another from the folder. “Do you want to help me? Or are you busy?” There were a few more stands without photographs that she needed to put on display.

[respairs]

⸺DARIUS CARTER. featuring SOLANA DIAZ at CASA DEL SOL RANCH;

Guiding his pickup truck from the main road onto the dirt path that leads up to the ranch, he continues updating Solana. Since her aunt’s death he kinda became an intermediary, welcome wagon, and a tour guide all wrapped up in one. “The ranch hand had to run to Hender– uh, the hardware store, so they’re not going to be there to greet us.” He corrected himself, knowing she likely won’t recall the names of local businesses. “Welcome to Casa Del Sol Ranch!” he announced once they drove past the official entrance. The sign that welcomes them to the property puts the idiom ‘worse for wear’ to shame. The appearance could be considered rustic, especially to those who romanticise that aesthetic. 

Parking in front of the main house, he switches off and gets out of the vehicle. “Obviously a lot’s changed since…" he sighed. Darius wished that Solana’s return to Sedona was under better circumstances. He recalls many summers where her aunt, who was one of his closest friends, planned for her visits. It was truly the highlight for the woman. After a while, those fun-filled summers for the aunt and niece duo became a thing of the past. "Just– keep an open mind, okay?”

// @desertblvsh

[silvcrshadows]

The irrestible charm Jasiri’s humor brought affected the grin at the corner of Levi’s lips, settling into something fond. No untimely obstacle stood a chance against her. “I wouldn’t be surprised if that’s their plan.” A low, amused huff escapes him, yet the stakes weren't lost behind his tone. He owed this to himself, to her, to both of them. The likely animosity coming from her family and friends back home was expected. On all fronts. His public mess traced back to him alone. Facing the inevitable, while Jas began making moving arrangements, seemed a best case. The media could keep on with their lashings, those close to her though? Their views did matter most.

I want you there. 

A surefire assurance fell between them. What better answer was there? He’d much rather go than stay back in Arizona this time around regardless. “You’re right.” Knuckles loosened their grip around his empty glass, nodding affirmatively just when the waiter swung by the table once more, dropping off more incredible food. “I’ll go.” He insisted. "I want to." Deep blue eyes didn't leave Jas,' as if sealing the answer definitively. There were too many instances over the prolonged separation period that a Florida trip, to try and see her again, had backfired. Not now.

Once dinner reached an unfortunate wrap, from the main courses through an elaorate dessert, Levi already removed his blazer before standing upright entirely, draping the dark material over Jasiri's stunning garment. In case the evening's outside air held a chill. Reaching the restaurant's ornate doors, they both stepped through, an un-restrained, outside atmosphere engulfing them. "You mean, after this.." Purposely, his gravely tone trails off, arm firm around her only shifting so he could face her. Reaching a palm upward, resting it on one side of Jas' cheek, head dropping downward enough to press his lips against hers for an intent, sweeping kiss. Didn't matter who would be passing by. All that did was the culmination of their celebratory night, underneath the oranges and yellows lining the sky that burned wild above them. With much more awaiting where that came from.

[respairs]

⸺END.

[softglws]

sanem lets out a quiet hum of approval at that, leaning back against the side of her truck as she watches the remains of the chapel from where she stands. sanem: “ see? now you're talking. ” there's a faint smile in her voice, small but genuine. sanem: “ family day on the ranch sounds a whole lot better than trying to cram everyone into a building right now anyway. we've got the space. parking, too. and if the church crowd gets bored, i can always unleash the goats on them. ” the joke lands softly before she grows a little more serious, her gaze drifts toward the dark silhouette of the chapel again. sanem: “ honestly, darius, we'd be happy to do it. ” and she means it. the demirs have always opened their gates when people needed somewhere to gather. weddings, fundraisers, community events, bad years, good years. this feels no different. sanem: “ whatever you need. tables, setup, cleanup, people directing traffic. just tell me where to be and i'll make sure we have hands there. ” a small pause follows. sanem: “ ... i know it won't replace this. but maybe it helps carry people through until you figure out what comes next. ” for a moment, she can hear the muffled sounds of voices through his phone again. people coming and going. grieving in the only way communities know how. then, gently: sanem: “ and maybe it'll give your dad something else to focus on besides staring at what's missing. ”

[respairs]

⸺END.

[softglws]

honestly, lake had been doing a pretty good job avoiding certain sections of the pride celebration. not because she wasn't having fun. she absolutely was. but every time she caught sight of a familiar blonde head in a crowd, her stomach did this weird little thing where it dropped directly into her shoes. which was ridiculous mostly because she was a grown woman, and also because her mother wasn't even the reason she'd come today. at least that's what she kept telling herself, so when she heard her name, lake practically jumped. her head snapping around fast enough to nearly lose the little rainbow cowboy hat perched on top of it. " darius! " the relief was immediate and visible like she'd just been rescued from something. " thank god, " a hand immediately pressed against her chest. lake closed the remaining distance between them, looping her arm through his without a second thought. " tarot readin' run? " she repeated, brows lifting. a beat, then another. " y'know what? absolutely! let's go! " not even an ounce of hesitation can be heard in her tone.

[respairs]

⸺DARIUS CARTER.

Lake’s energy told him everything he needed to know. As they fall into step together, he guides their path towards the aforementioned activity. If he can provide her with a moment’s peace then he would take it. “Any stand out activities for you thus far?” He enquired while they walked. Darius has never indulged in getting a tarot reading done, but as they say, there's always a first time for everything. “I should let you know that I’ve never done this tarot thing.” Going into this unprepared, Darius isn’t certain of what to expect. “I know there’s cards involved, but beyond that,-” his shoulders rise and fall with a shrug “-I know nothing,” he adds with a chuckle.