strawberry wine.

𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯

[strvwberrywine]

dependent multi-muse blog affiliated with ciderpointhq, penned by amber.

𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚. ↳ 𝗹𝘂𝗰𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗻. introduction. musings. visage. pinterest. playlist.

[fcreverlasting]

Sometimes what feels weirdest about being in one place for so long, particularly Cider Point, is saying goodbye to a friend knowing it won’t actually be long until you see them again. It’s less of a goodbye, rather a see you later, because instead of jetting off somewhere else for months, he’s just going back to his new apartment to rest and recuperate before doing it all again tomorrow. Lucas included. Sometimes he still thinks the next time he’ll see him will be a whole new season, instead of the next day, the following week. “Boat.” He answers without hesitation. “Definitely better weather for a boat, and I’d like for us both to keep yapping, if you don’t mind.” Mateo grins, tugging his own coat tighter over his shoulders. He’s worked in every weather, but the cold still bites, unforgiving especially to his knee. “We can do jet skis another time. You know my schedule is wide open for shit like this. You just say the word.”

[strvwberrywine]

there weren't many people lucas openly enjoyed talking to, but if he had to pick some for who it was different, it definitely would be mateo. as one of the few people who actually listened to what he had to say, his friend had worked his way up in lucas' list of favourite people. which he definitely had. in his head; he forgot who was on it. he took people off and re-added others by every move he made. " boat it is, " the blonde grinned, always happy to be around someone who actually openly spoke their opinion. there weren't many of those, it had become too popular to be a people pleaser. " you're going to regret it once i start talking, but by the time we do we'll be all the way out there. " he pointed to the water, a smirk working its way up onto his face. " you'll think i'm so annoying and you won't have a way out, instead of jumping in ice cold water. " who was lucas if not someone who enjoyed teasing his friends ? " jet skis when the weather hates us a little less. i can't wait to race you. "

[pastlifc]

𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: FIRE  STATION,  PENNY  LANE  ( @strvwberrywine  )

warm  platter  of  cookies  is  balanced  on  one  hand  as  bea  looks  around  the  garage  of  the  firehouse.  she's  taken  the  liberty  of  letting  herself  in,  walking  slowly  past  the  big  red  truck  and  wondering  what  would  happen  if  she  started  pressing  things.  one  finger  reaches  out,  trailing  along  the  side  as  she  makes  her  way  to  the  door.  “hello  ?”  she  calls  out  as  she  opens  it,  peeking  her  head  in.  she  doesn't  see  anyone  right  away,  but  continues  in  anyway,  hoping  that  if  she's  loud  enough,  one  of  the  firefighters  will  see  her.  “IS  ANYONE  HERE  ?”

[strvwberrywine]

although the fact that most citizens who visited the fire station were extremely kind, lucas never knew how to deal with them. there were more sociable people in his squad who usually handled visits, but none seemed to care when he repeated for the third time that he could hear someone. too deep in conversation with each other. knowing he would feel bad if they were going to keep ignoring the guest he got up, moving towards her voice until he found her. " hello, " he greeted, the smile on his face more genuine than what people were used to from him. " i'm sorry if we kept you waiting for a while. are you o- " being just a guy who loved food, his eyes drifted off to the tray she was holding. " ... did you make those ? "

[newdcys]

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Lily angled her body toward him, elbow settling on the bar. Her mouth tipped into something amused and a little dangerous. “Careful what you ask for,” she said lightly. “I’ve been told I talk too much. By multiple people. It’s a known issue really.” She glanced at his beer, then back at his face, eyes sharp but kind. “But sure,” she added, tapping the bar once. “I’ll trade you one round of bullshit small talk for exactly one round of drinks.” A beat. Her smile widened. “And for the record? Lonely guy at the bar who rescues cats is not the vibe you think it is. That’s rom-com lead behavior.” She leaned in just enough to make it conspiratorial. “So go ahead. You can buy the drink and tell the cat story… or if your brave you can let me talk and find out why people try to cut me off after ten minutes.”

[strvwberrywine]

" bold to assume i'd mind listening to you talk. " anything to kill the silence, he supposed. someone talking too much in this situation just didn't exist. and if it did, lucas could just zone out and smile and nod. he found out that he was good at pretending a long time ago. " who says i want to be a rom - com lead ? i don't even want to be a rom - com side character. " there was no room for romance in his life. there was too much going on to develop romantic feelings for anyone. though maybe that was just him gaslighting himself in the hopes it would get his mind away from any complicated feelings he might have. " how about i buy you the drink and listen to you talk ? i'm now dying to know what keeps you going. if i hold up for longer than ten minutes you're getting me the next round, though. " it felt like a fair compromise.

[yourcinluv]

The Fish House was a staple in the Amarin household growing up — it was a cheap way to feed a lot of people ( and it didn't hurt that they received the friends and family discount ). Even so, Winnie picked at the last of her fries, a single eyebrow raising as she considered Lucas. "I'll give you the lobster roll. I'll even give you the sauce." Shaking her head, she pushed away the red basket and clapped the salt from her hands. "But Shirley's has the best fries. No question." Maybe she was biased, working there herself, but she meant it wholeheartedly. Especially considering she avoided Noah Cho the Fish House in the last couple years. "You'll see."

[strvwberrywine]

" i hate to give in so easily, but i'll let you have it. i have never tried fries at shirley's. " he wasn't big on fries, so he usually just ordered them in combination with fish. he preferred shirley's burgers without a side dish, but mostly because he would rather have an extra burger or chicken strips to go along with it. " shirley's is great, though. when i'm in more of a meat mood than a fish one, that is my go - to. " lucas realized it might seem like he was trying to please winnie, but he wasn't. food was too important for him to lie about. " what makes their fries better ? is it the spices, the way they are baked, or both ? "

[invlsiblestring]

he's still half asleep, lazily shovelling some cereal into his mouth. lucas is saying a lot of words for this time of the morning . . . or is it night ? he's not entirely sure. still, he nods, as if he might actually consider it — he won't. he isn't . . . he might be. secretly. " you want me to what ? " a pause, gaze finally drifting towards plantunia. kai blinks at it like it's suddenly his biggest inconvenience. some might say it's how his mother used to look at him and maeve, so maybe he's already halfway to being a shitty parent. " it's a plant. light, water. done. it doesn't need a childhood. " spoon still mid-air, he let's it drop into his bowl. " and for the record, " he begins, attention now back on lucas, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. " i'm nobodies third. two daddies is more than enough. so, count me out. i'll wear black to the funeral. "

[strvwberrywine]

" this says a lot about what kind of dad you will be. " he made sure to hit him with a side - eye while he talked to him. it wasn't really true, a plant wouldn't say anything about what kind of dad malakai would be. lucas was just desperate to change his mind. something lucas really wanted eventually was a pet, but he had told himself that he should prove he was capable of keeping a plant alive before doing that. unfortunately lucas needed help for that, because he didn't feel like bringing his plant to the fire station every day. " don't be like that, man. i haven't even asked noah yet, you're bold to assume he can be present for a plant when - " he shut himself up before he could say anything else. the last thing he wanted was to infodump on malakai or share his feelings with him unprovoked. " good to know, though. writing down in my notes app that i shouldn't invite my roommates to threesomes with my future girlfriend or boyfriend. "

[quietmuses]

Andreas lets out a soft laugh, more warm than teasing, shaking his head as he adjusts the shirt on the hanger. “Hey—blank slate isn’t boring. It just means you’re not… overdone.” He glances back at Lucas, eyes thoughtful for a second. “Gives you room. And from what you’ve told me? You’ve got plenty going on under the surface.” He snorts quietly at the mention of the shirts, lifting one brow. “Holes add character. The graphics, though?” A gentle shrug. “Those are a harder sell. Comfortable only gets you so far when the shirt’s screaming at people.” Still, there’s no real judgment in it—more amusement than anything else.

At the question, Andreas shifts his weight, scanning the floor before refocusing on him. “I’m good. Slow enough that I can babysit you through a full wardrobe overhaul.” He gestures toward the fitting rooms with a tilt of his head. “Multiple occasions, huh? Alright, casual, work-adjacent, something a little nicer… we can cover all of that.” The pause doesn’t go unnoticed, and Andreas’ mouth quirks at the backtracking. “Noted. No dresses, no skirts,” he says easily, as if that was the most obvious thing in the world. “Pants, shirts, layers. I’ll keep it simple—and I promise, nothing with horrifying graphics.”

[strvwberrywine]

" definitely not overdone. more like .. underdone ? spotting me in clothes that have nothing to do with my fire department is a rare occurrence. you're witnessing history. " it wasn't really true, but more so than not. he didn't wear his work clothes outside of his shifts, but he didn't leave the house much either. guess staying at home for a year changed a lot about how someone went about life. " who doesn't like clothes with superhero graphics ? on mondays i'm superman and on fridays i'm batman, it's a great routine. helps me remember what day of the week we're on. " lucas had long figured he might be a bit of a problem to someone like andreas. the man that stood in front of him knew a lot about fashion and probably also knew that he was a bit of a hopeless case, but if that was true he was going to make sure to own it. " you've officially entered your project makeover host era. feels good ? " he couldn't help but still be curious, see if someone could talk some fashion into him. the last thing he wanted was to show up looking like shit for a date or another special event. " i don't even know my colours. do you think anything other than neutrals will fit me ? "

[offkeykisses]

With the way he lived a good chunk of his life, he couldn't really afford to be picky and instead took whatever he could get. And sure, he'd been back in town for a number of years now, but old habits died hard. All of this was to say, the contents of the drink weren't what made him pause, but rather who was offering it. He was vaguely familiar with Lucas, solely because Xavier used to be close to Amelia. That was over a decade ago now, though, and things now sat in a weird limbo between the once close friends thanks to his disappearing act. His eyes scanned the coffee shop, "I don't know, I think some of the people here wouldn't rat you out." It was supposed to be a joke, however, his dry tone may have made it fall a little flat. "I mean, I’ll take it if you’re sure you’re not going to drink it." A beat passed, guilt for ghosting the other man’s sister tugged at the back of his mind. "I can grab you a black coffee in exchange for it, if you want?"

[strvwberrywine]

there was something familiar about the other, but lucas couldn't quite figure out what it was. unfortunately for whoever, he didn't quite care either. if no name was popping into his head he thought the other probably wasn't worth remembering. however, he wouldn't close the doors to a potential friendship. not knowing the guy didn't mean he couldn't like him. " depends on whether there's people here who i helped out during a fire, " he shrugged. even though the gratitude was a wonderful thing, some people liked treating him like he was someone invincible after. something he wasn't all that fond of, because he realized he was still a person who could fuck up. " no, just take it. i can pay my own. if i'm lucky enough good karma will pay me back for this one instead of you. " money didn't matter much to someone who had everything they wanted. " besides, i appreciate you for taking it out of my hands. "

[tiidepools]

lark  ponders  the  offer  for  a  moment.  on  one  hand,  she  wasn't  in  the  habit  of  accepting  drinks  from  others,  unless  they  were  six-figure  salary  executives  with  something  to  prove,  but  on  the  other  hand,  lucas  hagen  at  least  contributed  something  to  the  world  via  his  job.   ❛  why  not?  i  suppose  i  shouldn't  turn  down  a  generous  offer  from  our  local  hero.  ❜   she  peers  into  his  glass.   ❛  what  are  you  drinking?  ❜

[strvwberrywine]

" local hero ? don't flatter me. " though he couldn't lie. he enjoyed it more than he was openly wanting to admit. at least it made getting injured like that worth it. at least it meant that it hadn't been for nothing. " i had it personalized, this one. i found out there's a drink called fireman's sour and of course i was desperate to try it. " he was cheesy like that. besides, if they had all of the ingredients ... why not at least try to ask ? " it's rum with lime, grenadine and egg white. do you want a taste ? " he held the glass out, grinning. " ... don't let the egg white scare you. it doesn't taste like eggs. "

[grxndvoile]

⚓ "fuck you." riley sticks up his middle finger up at lucas, smirking. the problem wasn't physically fighting people, more that he got into arguments a lot. it wasn't as if riley went out looking for them, he had to balanced the strange combination of being emotionally reserved to his family, then reactive towards everyone else. "i'm not explosive." he shrugs, "i just struggle to hold my tongue sometimes."

[strvwberrywine]

" fuck you too. " yet he couldn't help his smile. he liked the other guy, even when he pretended to be hard on him. at least he was a true friend, many couldn't say the same. " some people deserve to hear what's up, riley. speak your mind. just .. maybe don't make enemies in the process of doing that. " though maybe lucas was one to talk, he shielded his emotions like they were something precious. not everyone could admire that; it made it hard for people to like him. " or do. could be delicious. "

[strvwberrywine]

{ starter } closed for athena calypso malone. (@rxchfriends) { where } the boardwalk.

looking through all the different bracelets this store sold lucas immediately felt overwhelmed. not only did they come in colours he barely even knew existed, but they also came in different materials. some beaded, some threaded ... picking out gifts here seemed like a fun idea, but had quickly become horrible for someone who could not bear to make decisions. " athena, " he hummed, scanning all his options. " what was your favourite colour again ? " he hoped he was not a bad friend for not remembering, but seeing so many different kinds of colours in the same place even made him forget his own. he looked at his friend, his face exposing him for being overwhelmed. " purple ? " he guessed, before looking back at the display. " this thing says that purple friendship bracelets stand for wisdom. "

[strvwberrywine]

{ starter } closed for any muse. (@tiidepools) { where } penny park.

if someone were to ask lucas what his favourite place to go for a run was, penny park would always be his answer. it had clear paths laid out and beautiful scenery, what else could he want ? besides, after spending too much time in the gym, it just got boring. the scenery never changed there and even though he used to like checking out the people surrounding him, he had been less interested in all of that lately. however, when lucas almost bumped into someone else, he came to a sudden halt, pulling the headphones off. " sorry ! " was the first thing he could say, catching his breath. he was always pushing himself to the limit, because he felt like every limit could be pushed further. " the music adds a lot of atmosphere, but also a lot of distraction, i guess. are you okay ? " fortunately he hadn't actually bumped into them, but it had been close enough to give a little scare.

[strvwberrywine]

{ starter } closed for any muse. (@yourcinluv) { where } the fish house.

it was always fun to visit the fish house. back when lucas was younger he used to come here a lot, the cho's felt more like family than his own. after his longtime friend moved away, however, he stopped visiting for a few years. looking back, he felt bad about it, disappearing on those people after their son had already done the same. lucas stuffed another fry in his mouth before facing the person sitting across from him. " told you they were one of the best places in town. " maybe he was biased. he cared about the people working here too much to say otherwise, but he genuinely enjoyed the food. " you can't disagree. if you do, it means that you're wrong ... and i think we all hate being wrong. " yet most people would know that he was fully accepting of opinions that varied from his.

[strvwberrywine]

{ starter } closed for any muse. (@embcrs) { where } sweet tooth.

although lucas was usually someone to maintain a healthy diet to stay in shape for his job, he had a thing for sweets. he was looking through the selection, eyebrows narrowed because focus was necessary when it came to selecting the best candies. " is it crazy that the watermelon candies keep catching my eye, despite the flavour of them being so damn chemical ? " he asked, noticing a person standing close to him. there was a lot of hate on the artificial watermelon taste, but lucas had a weak spot for them anyway. " i think anything strawberry or cherry flavoured is a lot more popular for good reasons, but i guess that when i want to eat sweets .. i want them to actually be sweet. " it wasn't like the other two weren't, but watermelon always seemed to take the crown.

[strvwberrywine]

{ starter } closed for mateo diaz garcia. (@fcreverlasting) { where } shore store.

nothing in lucas' life had ever truly been constant or stable, including the people in it. his family wasn't really close, his parents, four siblings and himself often clashing and many of his friends had ventured out across the world whilst lucas had always stayed in cider point, but despite that he had friendships he cherished and wouldn't trade for anything. including mateo. even though he traveled a lot, lucas was always happy when he came back to cider point. even when it wasn't long. " so. are we hiring two jet skis or a boat ? i think a boat might be better if you aren't completely sick of listening to me yap yet. " it was cold, but he had himself buried into his winter jacket and the visuals were gorgeous this time of year. " unless you want me to shut up, then jet skis might be cool ... but this weather seems more suitable for boats ! "

[strvwberrywine]

{ starter } closed for any muse. (@grxndvoile) { where } milkshake bar.

" i had no idea that milkshakes came in that many different flavours. what do you mean 'peanut butter' ? i already get sick after having a spoonful. without allergies ! " then again, most people who knew lucas also knew that he had a bit of a personal vendetta going against peanut butter. in combination with chocolate, like reese's, he could respect it .. otherwise it just felt like he was being personally victimized by it. he shuddered at the flavour once more before redirecting his gaze to the menu, unable to make a decision. " have you been here before ? what's your favourite ? i usually go for strawberry or vanilla, but i feel like trying out something new today. " his go - to flavours were painfully basic and that made him desperate to be more adventurous. " ... i'm usually not a fan of rich flavours like chocolate. "

[strvwberrywine]

{ starter } closed for any muse. (@silkear3d) { where } lois & found.

having someone to impress in his life meant that he should start making an effort. something he miserably sucked at, but also something he desperately wanted to attempt. lucas found himself at lois & found today, after finding an interest in thrifting jewelry. modern jewelry was often too expensive, he hoped that things would be different here. " how do you even know if you're a gold or silver person ? isn't it a whole thing about undertones ? i don't even know my undertone. " he immediately felt sorry for spiraling towards the person standing closest to him, but he didn't think he was going to be able to stop himself. " like do i have a warm, cool or neutral undertone ? and what would that say about jewelry i should buy ? ... why is it so complicated !? "