sunblxched: dependent rp blog to @ciderpointhq penned by katie (25, she/her, est)
henry rosenberg ✫,’✫ constant headache ✫,’✫ thirty-two ✫,’✫ he/him ✫,’✫ bill skarsgard
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sunblxched: dependent rp blog to @ciderpointhq penned by katie (25, she/her, est)
henry rosenberg ✫,’✫ constant headache ✫,’✫ thirty-two ✫,’✫ he/him ✫,’✫ bill skarsgard
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Noah leaned on his stool, lazily, as though he'd lived in the establishment all of his life. In a way, it felt like he had. His eyes followed Henry as he clocked back on shift, and Noah's smile was a little smug, an eyebrow crinkled. "You're so cute when you're jealous, Henry." He dropped his elbows on the bar top, resting his chin in his hands, leaning in. "Don't worry, grandpa. Saving all of it for you." He watched Henry's face change, and he let out a laugh, leaning back once more. "You should see your fuckin' face, man. Gold! And I know... you and Billy. Love and shit. Blah blah blah. Don't worry. I'm an equal opportunist. I flirt with that man just as much. Good boy shit really does it for me, you know?" He grinned. "Oh, you should see, man. I'm a fuckin' hit with the older babes. The summer I worked cleaning pools around here? Good god."
"Why would I be jealous?" Henry questioned. "I got a Billy, and he's nice and polite unlike you." He jabbed at Noah, a slight playfulness in his tone. "Sometimes I wish you could just come in here and just talk to me like a normal person." Henry said as he absentmindedly wiped down the bar in front of him. "Like what ever happened to 'Hi, how are you?' I just want normal small talk for once, please." Henry sighed, part of him could see the humor in Noah's flirtations, but the other half of him just wanted a normal conversation. "Slutty pool boy, eh? I've never heard of that one before." Henry's voice was dripping in sarcasm.
Closed Starter for @lovedearlove (Noah) Location: The Taproom
Henry was just coming back from his break when he spotted the lovable little shit everyone knew as Noah. Henry watched him carefully as he punched back in. "You better not have been flirting with everyone while I was gone." Henry didn't really have any real reason as to why he didn't want Noah to hit on the patrons. He mostly just felt like giving the younger man a hard time. "I think most of the people here are a little too old for you anyway."
Closed Starter for @pastlifc (utp!) Location: The Taproom
"Do you think anyone will be mad if I play the Soprano's theme song?" Henry asked. The song had been stuck in his head for ages, he couldn't wait until he got home to listen to it. He craved listening to the food like you would crave a snack. Not a serious need, but it would be better if he could just satisfy the urge. "The ear worms in my brain are hungry."
Closed Starter for @embcrs (utp!)
"Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't know anyone was there." Henry was half startled. He had been so lost in his thoughts that he had started to quietly sing to himself. "Sorry about my tunes."
Closed Starter for @grxndvoile (UTP)
"Look at what I found outside." Henry held up an unopened can of Ginger Ale. "It was just sitting in a pile of snow just waiting to find it and drink it." He cracked open the can, sipping from the chilled liquid. "You want some? It's cranberry flavored so you can really only get it around this time of year."
Starter (closed) ; Isa & Henry @sunblxched
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Isa spots him before he spots her, gives a small nod when their eyes meet. “Didn’t expect to run into you out here,” she says, easy. “Feels wrong seeing you without a chair and a consent form.”
"I know, I don't usually come outside in the winter, or during the day really." Henry smirked. "Speaking of that, I'd really love to get back into that chair."
the statement brought a smile onto hazel's lips. most people would probably consider her brother a very prickly man , but to hazel he was just a hilarious mix of contradictions. "oh , i remember. you were always at your surliest the moment december hit." she linked her arm in henry's and tightened the scarf around her neck.
"I don't think December is my worst. January and February are brutal. So cold for no reason." Henry hated the cold, but it would never stop him from shoveling out his driveway in shorts while drinking an iced coffee. "I also hate when it's March and it's nice for a few days, and then it goes back to being cold as hell. That's just rude."
who: henry @sunblxched where: christmas festival
"Turns out I'm your Father Christmas this year," Bran announced, holding up the gift he'd purchased. He'd purposefully refrained from going over the top on Henry's gift, but now that he held the bag, he was beginning to think that maybe he hadn't done enough. The Nespresso maker was nice enough and the gift card to Electric Rhythm had seemed thoughtful at the time, but now Bran was wishing that he'd done more. "If you don't enjoy it, I'm more than happy to return it and get you something else," he hedged as he tentatively handed the bag over. "Anyway, happy holidays!"
Henry opened the bag immediately seeing the Nespresso maker and gift card. "Bran! Dude! Thank you, this is awesome!" He took the box out, inspecting the details of the coffee machine. "You know, I don't think I actually own a working coffee maker. I had a Keurig a long time ago, but I'm not sure what happened to it." It wasn't unlike Henry to lose that kind of stuff. "I really appreciate all this." Bran could've bought Henry a single vape and he would have still reacted this way. The Christmas spirit had truly taken Henry over.
⚲ christmas festival with henry. ( @sunblxched )
“ is this a safe, non-judgemental space ? ” sydney questions, glancing at henry briefly. “ why do we only get santa ? i feel like the grinch should get his own booth. also, why is santa unreasonably good looking this year ? it's honestly distracting. ”
"If we're adding the Grinch we have to add Krampus too. The kids would definitely be on their best behavior then." Henry smirked. "Yeah Santa should never be good looking. Santa should always be played by someone's drunk uncle."
Closed Starter for @pastlifc (Julian) Location: Cider Point Holiday Festival.
"Hey surprise!" Henry approached Julian with a gift bag filled with goodies. "I was your secret santa." He handed the bag over which contained a bunch of different candies, a few bouncy balls, and a Frank Ocean record. "I hijacked one of those quarter vending machines outside of the grocery store for the balls."
STATUS: closed for @sunblxched (henry)
LOCATION: Cider Point Christmas Festival
Billy takes it all in, breathing in the fresh air. Holds it all for a moment to just soak in the syrupy, sweet sensation of holiday happiness. How lucky is he? He has his man on his arm and the warmest, brightest feeling in his heart. "Isn't it magical, babe? And we get to.. we get to do it together. That's like the best Christmas miracle I can think of."
"This is the first Christmas I've had in years where I actually celebrated." Henry admitted, a sad confession, but yet a smile still found itself on his face. "I'm really so grateful for everything." This holiday season with Billy made Henry feel so hopeful for his future. Something he wouldn't have thought was possible just a year ago.
Starter (closed) ; Lily & UTP (@sunblxched)
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Lily comes to a dead stop next to them, looks around once, then lets out a sharp little laugh. “Yeah, no,” she says immediately. “This is unhinged. In a fun way. But still unhinged.” She jerks her chin toward the lights, the music, the crowd. “Who decided winter joy required this much commitment? I’ve been here ten minutes and I’m already overstimulated and weirdly competitive about it.” She glances back at them, eyes bright. “You seeing this too, or am I about to spiral solo?” she gives a grin like she’s already decided they’re in it together.
"No it's a lot." Natalie agreed. "I mean, I was only planning to stay a few hours anyway." It wasn't totally Nat's idea of a good time. Christmas was never really her favorite holiday to begin with. She always thought there was too much fuss surrounding the holidays, especially when it was a time meant for joy. The festival however was undeniably beautiful. "Sure is pretty though."
Closed Starter for @mccndancers (Alon) Location: Cider Point Holiday Festival
Wes instantly knew what to get for Alon as soon as he read over the secret santa wish list. He started with a gift card to the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston, it was loaded with enough money to gain admission and to leave with a souvenir. He also added in a copy of Blue Velvet that he ordered from the Criterion website. Alon had added old movies to his wish list, even though Wes would argue that 1986 was not old. The movie had that old nostalgic feel to it, and solidified itself as a classic.
Wes had found Alon at the festival, approaching him from behind, a small tap on the shoulder. "Hey, I got a secret santa delivery for you!" He handed to gift wrapped movie and gift card to Alon.
Closed Starter for @silkear3d (Safiya) Location: Cider Point Holiday Festival
Natalie had been careful when picking out her gifts, but ultimately found herself in the mall raiding every store looking for blind boxes. It felt like she had struck gold when she came across a store that had an array Sanrio themed blind boxes.
Ultimately, Natalie had walked away with five blind boxes in total. Three Sanrio themed ones, and two from Popmart (a winter themed Skullpanda and a Peach Riot Holiday Break.) Just as a little extra something, Natalie also threw in a $50 gift card to Sephora.
She approached Safiya, giant gift bag in hand, with a smile. "Hi! Surprise! I was your secret santa!" She felt so shy as she handed the bag over.
Niamh looked up from her drink, one brow lifting as she caught him circling like a shark that didn’t know what it wanted. When he finally asked, she let out a small laugh through her nose, not mean, just amused he’d worked up the nerve. “ Ah, so that’s what all the laps were about, ” she said, leaning her elbow on the bar. “ Thought you were trainin’ for a marathon or lookin’ for a spilled drink to mop up. ” She tipped her head slightly, letting the Irish lilt hit a little stronger on purpose. “ I’m from Dublin. Actual Ireland, not the American version where everyone’s great-great-somethin’ came over on a boat. ” She smirked into her glass. “ Why ? You collect accents for sport or somethin’ ? ”
"Nope, no marathon here. I don't run." Henry smirked "Oh, Ireland. Cool. I know a little fella from there. He comes here a lot actually." Working at the small town bar it seemed like Henry knew everyone. He was never afraid to talk about their business either. "He's a little sad though, not like as a person, he's just emotionally sad. I'm sure if you come here enough you'll meet him, and you guys can talk about Ireland and stuff." Henry crossed his arms, he wanted to ask so many questions. "So what brings you to Massachusetts anyway?"
「 who 」 hazel + henry @sunblxched 「 where 」 penny park
"who's idea was this again ?" hazel complained , scarf wrapped tight enough to half muffle the sound. the park was very pretty this time of year , with the leaves changing colour and christmas lights twinkling in the trees. she'd met up with henry before either of their shifts started and for some reason they were out in below freezing taking a casual stroll. "it's pretty an' all , but it's so fucking cold."
Henry walked stiffly beside his sister. Every year once winter rolled around, Henry would protest wearing anything remotely suitable for the New England cold. His denim jacket was more suitable for the fall months, despite this he still wore it. Nothing else on his body guarding him from the cold besides the thick socks he wore under a pair of broken in Doc Martens. "Couldn't have been my idea. I don't go outside in the winter."