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hc: foster mom alex

i believe that in the future when she’s ready, alex becomes a dedicated foster mom for so many different kids. she (and her partner, whoever they are) goes to group homes with intentions to help children who struggle with their emotions, with harsh pasts. and she helps them prepare for wherever they’re headed next in their lives.

and with each kiddo she helps take care of, she adds another tiny star to her rising star tattoo.

#headcanon tag tbt #out of chen (ooc)

steelportarchive

LIFE IS STRANGE: TRUE COLORS (2/?)

Up next, a very special request from… some chick.

#alex steph tbt

mcg777

“The rooftop is your stage. You perform every week to a small but adoring group of fans.”

#alex ryan tbt

Bold the stressors that your muse has experienced. Italicize the stressors that are verse-dependent.

stolen from @arcadiafound tagging: you!

#memes

etinarcaediaego

starfallenchen:

( @et-inarcadia-ego: Steph )

“Green Jeep with the top-down we just passed, they’re…sad, because the last road block means they will be missing the illustrious stop at something called… the International Church of Cannabis– What is that, what is it– Where do I register?”

“The grey Volkswagen beetle– In front of us, over there. Keep far left, like way far… that tiny old lady has an ungodly case of road rage and I wouldn’t mess with her.”

How did they get from ‘my powers are a special gift and I use them to help people’ to this? Well, ask Alex again after she recovers from this insanely long car ride. Not that hours alone with one of her favorite people in the world and days worth of kickass roadtrip playlists is something to really complain about; Steph has been funny, sweet and remarkably engaged for someone whose date spent like an hour out of the six prattling about her in-depth headcanons regarding the companion dialogues in The Sword of Dust & Daylight.

….That still doesn’t stop her from near-rolling out of the car when they pull into a parking spot at the concert; her back is killing her and she has the on-sets of car sickness despite the efforts of Dramamine.

“Agh, you were not kidding when you mentioned this was a drive.” She breathes out on her exhale, coming round to Steph’s side of the car to retrieve their day bags. She jumps at the distant roar of an early crowd, hand grabbing for and balling into the material of the flannel that hangs around the older girl’s waist. “– Sorry. Y’know, obviously I’ve never been to a bigger concert like this before. Crowds.”

A smile, part sheepish and part exhilarated. “But– I’m really glad that it’s with you.”

Steph had been nervous to ask Alex out—There was always a possibility she’d been given that rose as friends. And Alex was a great friend, so it wouldn’t have been a loss or something dramatically sad. But God, if Steph hadn’t been stuck in the DJ booth, she would’ve kissed Alex. Or, at least, tried. She’d only considered that Alex could probably feel the excitement rolling off of her later that night, subsequently keeping her up for hours trying to analyze what Alex might’ve thought of her for being so excited over a flower.

But she’d recovered, hauling her sleep-deprived self out of bed the next morning to get to the record store, texting Alex a repeatedly read and revised text that eventually came down to, i’m at traders’. meet me when u have time?

Breezy, noncommittal, and it put the ball in Alex’s court. Steph had been pretty proud of herself. Even more so for not turning cherry red when Alex knocked on the window later, and Steph oh-so-casually mentioned there was an indie music festival going on in Denver. She’d summoned all her courage, trying her best to play it cool when she’d asked Alex to go with her, as a date in thanks for the rose. Now, here they were, piling out of Steph’s car. She stretched, the thought flitting through her mind that she hoped Alex was watching. Did she even look cute stretching? Hopefully. Shaking out the rest of the tension from her muscles, Steph turned to Alex.

“Oh, totally. And honestly? A little privacy wouldn’t be so bad.” She’d meant to it be nice, that she wouldn’t mind watching the concert from somewhere Alex wouldn’t be overwhelmed, but what she actually said hits her ears, and she groans. “Oh my God. I didn’t mean—I’m not trying to perv on you or something, I swear.”

starfallenchen

Alex immediately feels the burst of momentary fear run like violet static in the air between them. She knows Steph, knows that she is the farthest thing from a creep or even discourteous. But finds it sweet that she even worries about Alex reading her like that.

"Hey, I understood what you meant. I would never even think you were perving on me. You're like, one of the sweetest people ever." She supplies, bringing her hand to Steph's forearm in reassurance. She meets her eyes with a soft smile, gives her arm a light squeeze.

"I'm honestly really excited to do all this with you, Steph. Music festival date has been on my romantic bucket list since... forever, I'm pretty sure." She admits as they walk. Takes a moment to let the sunlight and the beautiful blue sky take away the last of her long drive grogginess. And for a warm moment there's no roar of the crowds, or anxious nerves at the pit of her stomach. Only her at the start of an actual date with an awesome girl.

So of course, she slips her hand into Steph, almost nonchalantly despite her own burst of butterflies in her chest. "You're cute when you fret over me." She adds with a hint of a shiteating grin and a hand squeeze. Just a hint, haven springs has created a bit of a monster.

#help steph gingrich 2021 #et inarcadia ego

( @arcadiafound )

since she came to haven, she's spent her time learning what each of these people need when they're feeling sad. like for ethan: asking really in-depth questions about thaynor and his realm, or playing dino racers accompanied by an absurdly large sack of gummy power bears. for steph: jam sessions, or trying her damndest to kick her ass in something; foosball or video games. just to name a few.

it's funny. if you asked her what the formula is for her own sadness? she can't really say. sometimes quiet nights on the roof, sometimes records, sometimes journaling, sometimes movie nights. but this? well, how do you really get over a gut betrayal from one of your favorite people?

especially because she knows. she knows it's not ryan's fault. that his dad was his biggest hero, probably one of the reasons he chose his life path. that this bomb was dropped on him and was about as improbable as it sounded. but it happened, it came down on them like that rockslide and he hadn't believed her. had told her that she'd gone too far.

how do you get the clinging sadness to ebb from around that? alex really wants to know, because she's sad, and she's truly missed this man these past few days.

'do you want to come in for a sec?' Looking at his face in her doorway makes her even sadder, makes her miss him even more. But she's done with shutting down and shutting out.

#arcadiafound #tbt verse #;plotted

// verse tag dump

#steph haven verse tbt #steph adventure verse tbt #ryan haven verse tbt #ryan adventure verse tbt #out of chen (ooc)

( @arcadiamystery )

in hindsight, maybe she should have stopped and listened to ryan's voicemail about the something important before work. because it could have been about the next LARP. or what snacks him and steph had eaten her out of house and home this time.

or, you know, that a mysterious girl she'd never seen before would be already INSIDE the black lantern before she had even opened it. behind the bar, perusing the liquor shelf. possibly in the middle of making a drink.

"UM?"

she was staring. she'd locked the door on her way out that morning, hadn't she? she DEFINITELY had.

"hi there. we are... closed. what are you doing back behind my bar?" she was still more stunned than anything else, hand gesturing to the girl's entire person, as well as whatever she had been poking around.

#arcadiamystery #;plotted #steph haven verse tbt

wrymbloods

You have a superpower? You’re both fucking with me, right?

#(nerd trio)

tekehu-archive

Do you trust me?

#(bird call aficionado)

promptfairy

❥ 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 [ 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 ] .

headcanon prompts with questions based on plants & what they represent in flower language . happy roleplaying !! ♡

abatina : is there anything in life your muse has changed their mind about over time ( due to becoming more educated on the topic , certain experiences , etc . ) , or that they would change their mind about under certain circumstances ?

acanthus : is your muse deceptive , or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means ? why or why not ?

aloe : how does your muse handle grief ?

amaryllis : what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ? how do they express that pride ?

anemone : how does your muse view the world ; as a cruel & unforgiving place , a land full of wonders , or something in - between ? where does that world view come from ( what experiences , life lessons , etc . ) ?

angelica : where does your muse draw inspiration in life ? what motivates them ?

apple blossom : how does your muse go about expressing or not expressing their sexuality ?

bachelor’s button : does your muse actively seek romantic companionship , or cherish the liberties of being single ?

basil : does your muse have a love - hate relationship with anyone or anything ?

bay tree : does your muse seek glory & accolades , or do they favour a simpler , more personal life ?

begonia : how cautious is your muse ? are they prone to noticing red flags , or paranoid to the point of untrusting most everyone ? why or why not ?

belladonna : how does your muse respond to silence ? do they take comfort in soundlessness , or seek to fill the void with noise ?

bluebell : does your muse learn from their past , or are they prone to repeating the same mistakes ?

carnation : what is your muse’s relationship with their gender ? how do they express or not express this relationship ?

chamomile : what is your muse likely to take away from a painful experience ? are they one to be haunted by adversity , or to use what they’ve gone through to become stronger ?

chrysanthemum : how does your muse express romantic love ? how do they feel about love as a concept ?

daffodil : is your muse one to be loyal in relationships , or are they likely to quickly move from one bond to another ?

daisy : did your muse ever feel as though their innocence had been lost ? what moment in their life could be described as the end of their innocence ?

edelweiss : what was the bravest moment in your muse’s life ? are they known to be courageous from then on ?

fern : does your muse believe in magic or cosmic forces , or are they more likely to think their life is ultimately a matter of their own control ?

forget - me - not : has your muse ever forgotten something that is or was important to them ? are they afraid of forgetting things like that ?

gardenia : is your muse one to confess romantic feelings early on , or to conceal them for long periods of time ?

gladiolus : describe a moment from your muse’s life that they will never forget .

goldenrod : does your muse believe in luck or fortune ? why or why not ? where do they believe these things come from ?

heliotrope : does your muse believe in soulmates ?

hibiscus : how does your muse view the gentler , daintier things in life ? as things worth preserving & caring for , or things only bound to wither & disappear ?

holly : how strong is your muse’s sense of intuition ? are they aware of it ? do they ever fear that it is only paranoia ?

hollyhock : how strong is your muse’s sense of ambition ? what’s something they strive for in life ?

hyacinth : is your muse athletic ? does it come naturally to them , or have they had to work for their physique and/or skill ?

hydrangea : how much does your muse value communication in their relationships with others ? are they prone to being misunderstood ?

iris : if your muse could convey one last message to someone they have lost or left behind , what would it be ?

ivy : what are your muse’s views on marriage ? do they believe it is something strictly for love , or an institution rooted in business & social benefits ? do they desire or have they desired to be married ?

lavender : how easy is it to gain your muse’s trust ? once their trust is broken , how might one go about mending it ?

lilac : what was your muse’s childhood like ? how has their upbringing affected them as they’ve aged ?

lily : how does your muse view their mother ?

lotus : has your muse ever felt as though they’ve been reborn ? have they ever desired the feeling of a fresh start , or a better understanding of themself and/or the world around them ?

magnolia : describe your muse’s relationship with nature & the natural world .

marigold : is your muse prone to jealousy ? how might they handle envious feelings ?

mint : does your muse view themself as virtuous & moral ? what do these words mean to them ?

nasturtium : describe your muse’s relationship with their birthplace , or homeland .

oak : who would your muse consider the strongest person they know ?

pansy : does your muse often reflect on their own actions ? do they ever think a lot about the past , and what they could have done differently ?

parsley : describe a holiday your muse enjoys , and why they enjoy it .

peony : what would a ‘ happy life ’ look like in your muse’s eyes ?

poppy : what comforts your muse ?

rhododendron : is your muse receptive to warnings & advice given by others ?

rose : how much does your muse value other people ? do they wish to have many friends , lovers , and/or associates ? are they an easy person to love ?

sage : what is your muse’s legacy ? what do they want to be remembered for & what might they actually be remembered for ?

salvia : is your muse possessive over people or things that matter a lot to them ? how do they express that possessiveness , or lack thereof ?

snapdragon : is your muse merciful ? why or why not ?

southernwood : how seriously does your muse take themself ? do they prefer a solemn & intellectual atmosphere or do they delight in jokes & banter ?

sunflower : what brings your muse the most joy in life ?

tulip : how does your muse view people in general ?

violet : how does your muse respond to betrayal ?

willow : how does your muse handle sadness & depression ?

zinnia : how has the loss of fallen comrades and/or loved ones affected your muse ? has it taught them anything or given them any new perspectives ?

#memes #ooc

thealexchen

Steph Gingrich + text posts

(1)/(2)/(3)/(4)/(5)

#(dj gingrich)

( @et-inarcadia-ego: Steph )

“Green Jeep with the top-down we just passed, they’re...sad, because the last road block means they will be missing the illustrious stop at something called... the International Church of Cannabis-- What is that, what is it-- Where do I register?”

“The grey Volkswagen beetle-- In front of us, over there. Keep far left, like way far... that tiny old lady has an ungodly case of road rage and I wouldn’t mess with her.”

....That still doesn’t stop her from near-rolling out of the car when they pull into a parking spot at the concert; her back is killing her and she has the on-sets of car sickness despite the efforts of Dramamine.

“Agh, you were not kidding when you mentioned this was a drive.” She breathes out on her exhale, coming round to Steph’s side of the car to retrieve their day bags. She jumps at the distant roar of an early crowd, hand grabbing for and balling into the material of the flannel that hangs around the older girl’s waist. “-- Sorry. Y’know, obviously I’ve never been to a bigger concert like this before. Crowds.”

A smile, part sheepish and part exhilarated. “But-- I’m really glad that it’s with you.”

#et inarcadia ego #;plotted #steph haven verse tbt

starfallenchen:

borntobedown:

She had sneered at the name Haven. It was stupidly poetic and full of hubris. What place could possibly be called a haven in even the broadest sense of the word? Chloe had bashed it over and over again, the road-trip here being full of jokes that poked at the expense of Haven. It was Colorado, so maybe it would be full of weed? Maybe there would be angels singing at the gates and everyone was carried in a chair like some sort of pharaoh? Maybe they would be worshiped like gods and would have their every whim taken care of. The jokes had been plentiful and had eased the irritation that came with driving from California to Colorado.

But she hadn’t expected Haven to be quite as poetic and full of bullshit as it was. Flowers were everywhere. Bricks made up the roads down the main strip of town. Each shop looked like it came straight out of the ‘small town handbook.’ It was like Arcadia Bay if anyone in Arcadia Bay actually gave enough of a shit to take care of it. Chloe wasn’t sure if that made her happier or more irritated with it. Of course, her irritation also came on the heels of Rachel peeling out of the car as soon as they parked to go and find Steph, leaving her with their over-sized mutt, not that he really cared now that he was out of the car. Chloe took his leash in-hand and started walking after her girlfriend, quickly losing sight of her as she turned a corner. Of course, that was Rachel for you.

She wandered and tried not to be overly cynical of the place. It was just… Too perfect. Too idyllic. It looked like a place where your neighbor would lend you a cup of sugar and then another neighbor would bring you some baked goods because of the time you lent them sugar. The one thing that did call to her, though, was a gigantic pot leaf that had been disguised as a dragon head. It looked almost out of place in this sort of town, although it was Colorado. “C’mon bud, lets go in here,” she called quietly to the pup before someone else called out to her.

Chloe turned to her side and looked at the girl that had spoken. Black hair. Glasses. Piercings. Someone she might get along with, maybe. The maybe part only got stronger as the girl knew her name, and Chloe lifted an eyebrow. Sure, her name was common, but it was pretty unlikely even if she was probably the only tall, lanky, blue-haired, beanie-wearing punk named Chloe that this girl would know that. “Uh, yeah,” she said. She felt the slack on the leash come back as her dog came back out of the store. As soon as he saw the other girl, he started to walk towards her. Chloe tightened the leash so he didn’t make it. “Sidekick, wait,” she commanded, and the dog stopped in his tracks, looking back at Chloe before letting out a long, pathetic whine. “How’d you know my name?” Chloe asked, her attention refocused on the girl.

@starfallenchen

She racked her brain for what she knew about the person in front of her, what she gleaned from conversations with Steph. Chloe was a high school friend, Steph’s old high school with the weird rich kid cult(???) in the town with all the even weirder crimes. But hey, she wasn’t about to cast the ‘even weirder crimes’ stone after the year she’d been through in this town. Chloe was a fellow punk rock fan, a rebel, a shit-starter, and from where Steph stood in her recountings to Alex? A pretty great friend to have.

“I’d like to look all mysterious and cool and say it was a lucky guess, but my girlfriend Steph mentions you. Mostly whenever we put on indie alt records that I’ve never heard of, sometimes when she gets really stoned and talks too much about her high school days.” She glanced down at the dog who had half-made his way across the sidewalk towards her before being stopped. She was prepared, arms held out with hands wide-open to receive the goodest of boys. So when Chloe stopped him, they both looked equally (comically) as disappointed.

“I’m Alex... though I’m not sure if Steph mentioned me.” She rubbed the back of her neck, wondering if she had come on too strong for this newcomer. She was Steph’s friend and not her own, after all. “Uh, I work at the bar in town. And sometimes I play guitar. I played on stage with Steph this past spring, I dunno if you caught a video of it or something.”

#borntobedown

javisfreckles

alex, arriving home to find ryan and steph sitting on her couch: hello people who do not live here. i gave you a key for emergencies. steph: we were out of Doritos

#(nerd trio)

(@borntobedown )

To be honest, she was initially headed to the Dragon because she needed another pack of gummies. (Throngs of roaming, road-tripping college students at the Lantern; yeah. It's been a long few weeks of endless mango margaritas and vodka sodas...)

But then she saw the dog. Grey and enormous, happily galloping down the sidewalk after his presumed owner. ("A dog I must pet, clearly. Today just got serious.") -- Was her first thought.

("Wait, are they going in-- Oh, man.") Was her immediate next thought upon seeing the relatively giant dog being let into the relatively tiny Dispensary.

"Hi there. Just so you know, the owner is on lunch but I know she's not big on pets in the store.... wait." Her head tilts slightly as she scans the dog owner's face. It's a face she thinks she recognizes, from dog-eared yearbooks and photos in the nooks of her girlfriend's radio booth.

"Hey, are you Chloe?"

#borntobedown #;plotted #steph haven verse tbt

like for a starter!

iconless for now, but excited to get the ball rolling! (specify which muse if you’re a multi!) [plotting, befriending or general LIS ranting totally welcome in my DMs!]

#starter call #life is strange rp #life is strange true colors rp #alex chen rp #out of chen (ooc)

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