* 𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖓𝖎𝖆𝖈 !

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arisantia·:

with lincoln being her saviour at this moment, aria could only feel some weight being lifted off her shoulders. he brought a little humor with his response &    .* she could only imagine him on that small stage singing his heart out.  she could be his support system if he needed it, but it was only if she had a shot of favorite tequila, or a glass of STELLA ROSA if her tequila wasn’t available.. . she ended up getting detached from the conversation, as her mind wondered away to all the possible choices of the ships alcohol collection. hearing him talk about some of the food selections that would be offered, she quickly zoned back. FOOD had been the last thing she wanted to think about with all the activity planning in place and cray cray passengers, but hearing lincoln describe one of the potential dishes  . . just made her stomach soar with craving. watching as the guy left, she looked after him before turning her attention to lincoln. “so pufferfish pastries?,” she inquired, “never knew that was a thing, but sounds bueno, do you guys put the fish inside or something?”. her stomach ended up being her worst enemy, as a soft rumble was heard.

brown  hues  can  only  blink  as  the  gentleman  speaks  in  rapid  fire  speed  ,  completely  TAKEN  ABACK  and  unsure  of  what’s  even  being  said  at  this  point  .  though  luck  seems  to  be  turning  back  on  his  side  once  the  guy  appears  satisfied  with  their  interaction  and  a  lot  more  composed  than  when  lincoln  made  an  appearance  in  the  conversation  .  ❝  well  that  was  —  ❞  a  breath  of  a  laugh  leaves  his  lips  once  the  passenger  departs  and  lincoln  shakes  his  head  before  turning  to  look  back  over  at  aria  .  ❝  definitely  SOMETHING  .  and  for  sure  makes  me  glad  i’m  away  from  passengers  for  majority  of  my  shifts  .  ❞  his  ears  perk  at  the  sound  of  her  voice  once  she  addresses  him  and  hums  lightly  .  ❝  yeah  ,  we’re  located  right  on  deck  eleven  next  to  the  steakhouse  .  i’m  a  TAD  partial  to  say  everything  is  great  because  i  have  a  hand  in  baking  the  pastries  so  ,  y’know  ,  not  to  toot  my  own  horn  .  but  the  stuff  there  is  delicious  .  ❞  lincoln  opens  his  mouth  to  speak  following  her  question  ,  though  shuts  it  after  a  moment  and  his  eyebrows  knit  together  in  thought  .  ❝  i  mean  ,  i  don’t  think  so  ??  i  think  it’s  more  so  for  alliteration  purposes  and  sticking  with  the  whole  underwater  theme  the  ship  has  going  on .  ❞  he  pauses  .  ❝  do  you  always  deal  with  those  kind  of  passengers ??  ❞

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gcsscmer·:

“ya know, i grew up in oregon. most days are rainy and grey.” sunny smiles sadly, thinking of home. “ but, those are usually just little showers. thunderstorms still kind of freak me out.” she mumbled, pushing her glasses up on her nose. “the lightening, really.” she nods pulling her hoodie sleeves down over her hands. mickey gesturing with his hands puts a smile on her face, reminding her of a favorite teacher back in school. “i-is that an italian thing?” she questions, her brows furrowed while she moved her hands around imitating him. “the movie choice is definitely… amusing.” she searchers for the word for a moment “but so is our captain.” she laughs quietly. “now you’re talkin’!” she smiles, a real face splitting grin when he brings up mini-golf. “my specialty is skee-ball… but you’re so on!“

mickey  sat  silently  as  sunny  spoke  ,  turning  his  head  so  his  gaze  was  FIXATED  on  her  so  she  knew  he  was  actively  listening  to  what  she  had  to  say  .  he’d  had  times  while  growing  up  where  he  had  a  tendency  to  speak  over  people  ,  as  well  a  rather  SHIT  attention  span  so  after  it  was  brought  to  his  attention  by  a  friend  ,  it  was  something  he  tried  his  best  to  work  on  .  mickey  wasn’t  an  asshole  purposefully  ,  but  he  supposes  he  can  come  across  as  one  without  meaning  to  .  ❝  is  that  generally  a  pacific  northwestern  thing  ??  the  rain  and  clouds  ,  i  mean  .  or  is  it  to  hide  that  all  of  you  are  secretly  glittering  vampires  like  in  twilight  ??  ❞  he  jokes  lightly  with  a  chuckle  .  ❝  i  get  what  you  mean  though  .  thunderstorms  aren’t  typically  my  thing  unless  it’s  a  calmer  one  and  i’m  safely  inside  .  there’s  something  CALMING  about  the  rain  hitting  the  windows  and  counting  how  far  away  the  storm  is  with  the  thunder  .  ❞  when  he’s  speaking  he  has  a  reflection  back  to  his  childhood  in  boston  and  a  wave  of  nostalgia  washes  over  him  .  a  soft  hum  DRIFTS  from  his  lips  at  her  next  words  .  ❝  thankfully  i  think  we’re  clear  of  any  lightening  .  ❞  mickey  pauses  and  nods  .  ❝  well  ,  more  of  a  stereotype  insinutating  italians  frequently  talk  with  their  hands  .  which  is  true  to  an  extent  ,  i  guess  .  ❞  he  laughs  ,  chocolate  hues  lighting  up  at  her  EXCITEMENT  .  ❝  are  you  asserting  your  dominance  in  skee-ball  ??  ‘cause  i’ll  have  to  know  that  i  suck  but  my  enthusiasm  makes  up  for  my  shit  skills  .  ❞

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adelinelexis·:

a closed top deck was adeline’s idea of heaven. since she had first boarded the pools had been her escape - just the thought of being in the water and swimming was often enough to ease her frazzled nerves but since she’d started work she had soon learnt that the pools were populated by kids and pensioners — neither of which she was interested in sharing with. the storm however had brought a unique opportunity and having made her way to the top deck in nothing more than her bikini she had been delightfully happy to find the large pool empty, the rain fending off any adventurers. having been on her own for a while now her bikini had been disposed of, tied carefully to the stairs so that she didn’t loose it in the storm, she knew people could show up, but she had nothing to hide anyway. the brunettes eyes were closed as she raised her head from the water, reaching up to brush her hair from her face for a moment before a cough sounded above her - the sound enough for her dark orbs to become visible as her lashes fluttered open. “can i help you?” she hummed, elbows just keeping her modestly covered for now from where her arms were tucked against her. 

for  as  FUN  and  entertaining  as  it  was  to  watch  the  upper  middle  class  white  mom’s  unleash  an  inner  ring  of  hell  upon  the  unfortunate  souls  of  her  fellow  coworkers  ,  stevie  could  only  spare  to  lose  a  few  braincells  and  she  was  fairly  sure  she  reached  her  peak  for  the  day  .  surely  ,  the  idea  of  watching  jaws  and  titanic  among  being  stranded  during  a  storm  off  the  coast  of  fiji  was  dark  humor  on  the  part  of  the  captain  .  stevie  had  to  commend  him  for  that  because  nothing  beat  the  outrage  and  sputtering  of  the  parents  when  kate  winslet’s  tits  appeared  on  the  theater  screen  .  nevertheless  ,  it  didn’t  take  long  for  a  headache  to  BLOOM  across  the  back  of  her  skull  and  stevie  knew  that  if  she  spent  any  longer  in  the  theater  that  she  would  potentially  combust  .  fast  forward  to  her  finding  sanctuary  on  the  top  deck  despite  the  blaring  orange  signs  that  said  OTHERWISE  and  not  being  as  surprised  as  she  should’ve  been  to  find  someone  swimming  in  the  pool  .  whiskey  colored  hues  shifted  to  the  bathing  suit  tied  to  stairs  and  a  breath  of  an  incredulous  laugh  passes  through  her  lips  .  stevie  decides  to  sit  down  on  the  pool  chair  nearby  and  leans  back  against  her  palms  while  the  brunette  speaks  .  ❝  nah  ,  just  escaping  the  hell  of  the  theater  down  below  .  ❞  she  raises  an  eyebrow  as  the  brunette  swims  around  and  gestures  a  free  hand  toward  her  .  ❝  i’d  imagine  you’re  not  hoping  for  a  public  indecency  charge  if  a  kid  manages  to  find  their  way  up  here  and  see  you  in  all  your  —  UNABASHED  glory  .  ❞

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 aria was only seconds  0.1 milliseconds to be a exact from punching this guys face in. with a look of false interest plastered on her face, aria would appear to have a look of concern while this man was talking to her. he spoke to her about his wife, who was upset about not being able to land in FIJI  . &  how his great great great grandmother was born there. Nothing seemed to make sense with him, as her knuckles were turning white from the grip she had on her activity book. she nodded and gave him a pat on the shoulder, hopefully something that would shut him up. she eventually interjected, “well we have a yoga studio and spa area, the both offer a tropical atmosphere … can maybe even take her mind off of FIJI for the time”. she looked down at her clipboard, writing a few things down and tearing the piece that was written on. handing it to him, she list some invites that she had planned for the couples on the ship, all based around the idea of FIJI if she couldn’t get them to FIJI might as well bring it to them … right . ? seeing his eyes light up, she felt pleased that he seemed excited. “we have couples karaoke night, couples dance competition and even an etiquette class offered in the dining hall, which our head chef decided to cook for”. aria looked over to the person standing next to her, smiling uneasily, “wouldn’t you say that sounds like fun?" 

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lincoln  decided  to  venture  out  of  his  cabin  when  the  hunger  in  his  stomach  became  too  PERSISTENT  to  ignore  and  the  poptarts  he  had  hidden  away  in  his  draw  failed  to  appear  as  appealing  in  any  way  .  one  benefit  he  found  to  working  behind  the  scenes  at  the  pastry  shop  was  that  his  company  mainly  consisted  of  cupcakes  and  decorative  icings  rather  than  the  passengers  themselves  .  and  with  the  current  state  of  affairs  with  the  storm  ,  he  couldn’t  more  grateful  for  that  .  lincoln  didn’t  mind  putting  more  time  into  work  since  it  kept  his  mind  busy  and  apparently  the  passengers  were  QUICKLY  stress  eating  their  way  through  the  pastry  shop  .  understandable  .  unfortunately  ,  lincoln  thought  he  was  safe  from  slipping  between  passengers  and  fellow  coworkers  on  his  quest  to  find  food  ,  but  that  hope  was  STOMPED  out  when  he  found  himself  being  addressed  .  ❝  uh  —  sure  .  i  can’t  really  sing  and  i  don’t  have  an  other  half  so  if  anything  ,  it’ll  be  a  pretty  bad  cover  of  nineties  britney  spears  .  ❞  chocolate  hues  blink  as  he  gathers  his  thoughts  and  lincoln  visibly  FUMBLES  in  his  attempt  to  help  .  ❝  pufferfish  pastries  restocked  on  their  popular  lemon  zinger  scones  and  danishes  so  there’s  always  that  to  check  out  .  ❞

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pvnacea·:

esther pulled out her phone, dictating slowly as she typed into google, “mini golf related deaths.” she scrolled through, “i mean, more than you think, but i’m not sayin’ it isn’t worth the risk.” she shrugged, a grin on her lips. esther, of course, was always down for adventure- even if there was the potential for electrocution via lightning, “oh, sorry about what? your hands?” she lifted her eyebrows, “barely noticed.” and it was true, as someone who also often talked with her hands, she hardly noticed other peoples wild gesticulations. esther wrinkled her nose then, “you know what? i’m not afraid that you’ll win because i know that you would. i am bad at sports and pretty much all other physical activity. this body was not made to be an athlete. and i’ve come to accept my fate. i’ve made it this far, yeah?” mini golf was not the most strenuous physical activity, but she was still pretty sure that she would lose. 

mickey  can’t  help  but  snicker  to  himself  as  esther  pulls  out  her  phone  to  investigate  further  into  golf  related  deaths  .  his  eyebrows  knit  together  in  interest  ,  leaning  forward  an  inch  or  two  to  get  a  somewhat  decent  glance  at  her  illuminated  screen  .  ❝  a  point  was  made  .  i’d  imagine  there’s  a  lot  of  uh  —  misuse  of  the  golf  clubs  .  or  not  so  accidental  drownings  in  the  ABNORMALLY  blue  fountains  .  ❞  it’s  definitely  a  thought  evoking  scenario  to  envision  that  mickey  is  slightly  ashamed  to  find  as  intriguing  it  could  be  .  also  of  which  he  chalks  up  to  his  not  so  MILD  interest  in  true  crime  .  nevertheless  ,  it  allows  some  food  for  thought  .  hearing  esther  reply  ,  the  competitive  nature  in  him  dwindled  down  and  figured  he’d  be  down  for  a  friendly  game  of  mini  golf  where  he  could  ALWAYS  challenge  fox  for  that  competitive  edge  .  ❝  ah  ,  i  get  what  you  mean  .  you’re  looking  at  a  biochem  major  turned  comedian  so  ...  athleticism  was  NEVER  in  my  cards  .  i  mean  ,  i  was  pretty  kick  ass  at  kickball  but  that’s  another  story  .  mini  golf  is  as  good  as  it  gets  for  me  even  though  my  brother  typically  kicks  my  ass  .  so  if  anything  ,  we  both  suck  horribly  together  .

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chxncesw·:

        arms are tucked inside his large hoodie and wrapped tightly around his torso, fingers playing with the chain that was kept stowed away from the public eye. the aglet of the hood string is caught between his teeth, mindlessly chewing on the plastic piece as his eyes scan the large screen ahead of them. he was just the photographer after all, what else was he supposed to do during this time? pale irises turn to the other at his side, part of his attention on him while he was speaking — amusement showing through the sudden curve of his right brow. “top deck? really?” now he was interested. he had his camera but with everybody focused on the movie, there wasn’t much to capture there. if he went up to top deck, he could snap a few of the storm for himself — maybe catch good shots of the massive waves too. “shut up — i’ll kick your ass at mini golf. i’ve never lost a game,” he also has never won a game, since he has never indulged in it. that wasn’t the point though. “lets cut out of here now,” chance spoke with a small grin, guiding his arms back through the sleeves and sitting himself up.

it  was  only  a  matter  of  time  before  mickey  found  himself  staring  dead  eyed  at  the  screen  in  the  front  of  theater  .  movies  often  required  a  solid  two  hours  or  so  of  minimal  movement  and  talking  which  —  definitely  not  something  that  ever  worked  well  with  him  .  fifteen  minutes  into  titanic  and  he  was  tapping  his  fingers  unconsciously  against  the  cushioned  arm  of  the  seat  with  IMMEDIATE  disinterest  .  he’d  seen  the  movie  more  than  he’d  even  like  and  he  wasn’t  in  the  mood  to  watch  leo  freeze  to  death  on  a  door  that  could  have  DEFINITELY  held  his  weight  .  frustrations  aside  ,  mickey  is  glad  to  have  caught  the  interest  of  the  brunette  beside  him  and  grins  in  response  .  ❝  for  sure  offers  more  fun  then  watching  the  inevitable  death  of  half  the  people  in  this  movie  and  the  cries  to  follow  of  the  kids  in  the  audience  .  ❞  his  voice  is  low  in  an  attempt  to  keep  his  plans  just  between  them  .  not  to  mention  that  getting  aggressively  shushed  by  a  movie  goer  didn’t  rank  HIGH  on  his  list  of  shit  he  wanted  to  happen  .  his  gaze  averted  down  to  the  camera  hanging  around  the  other’s  neck  and  shoots  him  a  grin  .  ❝  you  could  get  a  sick  shot  of  lightening  mid  strike  .  or  maybe  even  me  getting  struck  by  lightening  and  i’ll  give  you  full  rights  to  it  .  ❞  mickey’s  taking  the  piss  on  the  later  part  but  moves  to  get  up  anyway  and  waves  him  to  follow  .  ❝  do  you  have  a  tally  board  hidden  in  the  notes  of  your  phone  to  remember  that  ??  ❞  he  snickers  before  adding  ,  ❝  either  way,  there’s  a  chance  for  anything  and  that’s  me  handing  your  ass  to  you  in  mini  golf  .  i  call  dibs  on  the  green  ball  !!  ❞

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shylos·:

Eyebrows knitting in confusion, Shylo cocked her head, heeding her companion with utter bewildered for the briefest of moments before a soft, airy chuckle rose in her throat. Mickey’s query—or perhaps assumption—was amusing to say the least. “You’ve never heard of people being struck by lightning while golfing in storms? Hell, a woman who lived a few streets from me, back in Skye, she was struck three times in her life… in the same lane… in the same spot. Different years, but come on… hadn’t the woman suffered enough?” Her question bled into a snicker, and Shylo laced her fingers before herself, cracking her knuckles and stretching her neck, preparing for war. She levelled the other with a mischievous gaze, the challenge clear in her eyes. “But I’m not scared of a little itty bitty storm, so you’re on, Italy. Bring it.”

mickey  pauses  once  shylo  starts  to  speak  and  he  sits  in  silence  throughout  her  story  .  it  made  him  wonder  if  this  woman  that  she  spoke  up  ever  decided  to  take  up  scratch  lotto  ‘cause  if  those  were  her  chances  of  continuously  being  struck  by  lightening  ,  then  she  should  try  her  luck  at  lotto  or  gambling  .  ❝  so  what  you’re  saying  is  that  even  if  i  do  get  struck  by  lightening  ,  then  my  chances  of  bouncing  back  are  HIGH  .  why  should  that  deter  us  ??  if  anything  ,  it’ll  give  a  cool  story  to  tell  ,  yeah  ??  ❞  he  throws  in  addition  ,  ❝  that  woman  sounds  like  a  LEGEND  so  i  can  live  up  to  her  if  the  lightening  gods  decide  to  strike  .  ❞  hearing  her  snicker  quickly  led  mickey  into  joining  her  ,  only  pausing  when  he  sees  the  determination  in  her  eyes  .  ❝  italy,  huh  ??  we’re  bringing  out  mother  countries  into  this  now  .  well  then  ,  bring  it  on  ,  scotland  .  it  won’t  be  rainbows  and  unicorns  when  i  wipe  the  floor  with  you  .  i’m  a  mini  golf  connoisseur  .  ❞

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julespositos·:

“Technically we’re not supposed to do a lot of things, and yeah i’m just here to make sure you don’t hurt yourself.” Sunhi mumbled before putting on a smile for the other as he crossed his arms knowing he should be manning the bar instead of trying to get mickey down. “Don’t worry, I don’t mind it, I’m just trying to survive the night and not have your untimely demise in my mind because how else am I going to be friends with a guy whose hair defies gravity.” Rolling his eyes at the other, he offered mickey a smile before thinking about the movie choices. “Yeah, they’re pretty bad choices considering that nobody wants to be thinking about killer sharks and ships sinking. Um, no it’s fine my ass is okay where it is and no need for it to be kicked by you.”

❝  a  PROPER  bodyguard  then  ,  eh  ??  is  this  what  being  important  feels  like  ??  ❞  mickey  teases  in  reply  and  grins  over  at  sunhi  .  he  knows  he’s  being  a  bit  of  a  shit  in  keeping  the  other  distracted  and  definitely  NOT  doing  his  job  ,  but  clearly  this  was  a  TOP  priority  .  ❝  see  —  i  knew  there  was  a  reason  you  kept  me  around  .  some  solid  jokes  ,  a  winning  smile  and  killer  hair  .  if  anything  ,  my  hair  will  cushion  my  fall  and  i’ll  be  fine  .  ❞  an  amused  smile  tugs  at  his  lips  while  he  leans  against  the  counter  of  the  bar  .  ❝  it’s  dead  here  anyway  and  you’ll  be  closing  soon  for  the  movie  showcase  .  i  can  tip  you  for  exemplary  service  if  that’s  what  you  want  .  though  i’ll  have  to  request  a  quick  jack  and  coke  if  you  accept  that  .  ❞  mickey  teases  before  dropping  his  head  in  defeat  once  sunhi  speaks  again  .  ❝  you  are  truly  breaking  my  heart  ,  dude  .  where’s  that  REBELLIOUS  james  dean  hiding  inside  of  you  ??  and  it  wouldn’t  be  me  kicking  your  ass  —  just  a  nice  little  victory  push  !!  ❞

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persucsion·:

                angel  was  growing  TIRED  of  being  on  the  ship  ,  though  his  last  few  days  had  been  a  bit  of  a  blur.  the  best  part  of  docking  was  taking  pictures  that  WEREN’T  of  couples  fake  smiling  at  dinner  or  posting  stupidly  over  the  railing.  god  ,  he  just  wanted  to  PUSH  them  off  ,  but  apparently  that  was  illegal.  anyway  ,  angel  preferred  docking  because  it  was  a  change  of  scenery  ,  and  he  loved  photographing  GENUINE  moments.  so  here  he  was  ,  dreading  the  next  TWO  DAYS  until  new  zealand.  he  is  ,  however  ,  in  good  spirts  -  a  bottle  of  jack  hidden  in  PLAIN  SIGHT  as  he’s  turning  into  the  moving  theater.  “  i’ve  gotta  say  ,  playing  TITANIC  on  a  cruise  ship  is  fucking  funny  and  for  that  ,  me  and  my  date  ,  ”  fingers  tap  on  the  bottle  he’s  ‘ hiding ’  against  his  chest  ,  under  his  jacket  ,  “  plan  to  spend  the  night  wanting  people  be  freaked  out.  “  you  should  come  ,  but  i’m  NOT  sharing.  ”

lincoln  wasn’t  ever  someone  to  complain  about  having  to  put  in  a  little  extra  work  when  needed  since  he  TYPICALLY  considered  himself  as  the  team  player  type  .  but  with  the  ongoing  storm  and  feeling  a  strong  sense  of  cabin  fever  of  being  stuck  on  the  ship  had  him  feeling  like  his  skin  was  crawling  .  though  ,  he  knew  it  was  a  shared  sentiment  among  his  fellow  crew  members  so  he  tried  to  keep  any  complaints  to  himself  .  thankfully  ,  he  was  hidden  away  in  the  kitceh  of  pufferfish  pastries  and  NOT  in  direct  contact  with  the  customers  ,  which  made  these  two  days  appear  somewhat  easier  .  he  weighed  the  idea  of  appearing  at  the  theater  with  the  possibility  of  running  into  disgruntled  passengers  lowering  his  initial  desire  .  then  he  heard  about  the  free  food  and  you  could  never  truly  turn  down  free  food  .  so  here  he  was  and  coincidentally  right  beside  angel  .  chocolate  hues  watch  the  other  in  MILD  amusement  and  allows  a  small  chuckle  to  leave  his  lips  .  ❝  you’re  not  as  discreet  as  you  think  you  are  with  that  .  ❞  lincoln  counters  ,  raising  his  gaze  to  meet  angel’s  .  ❝  unless  that’s  the  whole  point  .  either  way  ,  you  can’t  offer  up  your  company  but  deny  the  alcohol  .  don’t  be  STINGY  ,  mate  .  but  you’re  lucky  the  possibility  of  miffed  middle  aged  mums  when  the  sex  scenes  come  on  in  front  of  their  kids  is  TEMPTING  enough  to  tag  along  .  ❞

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ofelivnas·:

“as much as i love the person that decided to put singin’ in the rain on the movie list for tonight, i can’t help but think about how it’s a bit fucked up that they’re playing TITANIC of all things in the middle of a storm on a boat,” eliana hummed, tucking her legs underneath her as she took a seat in the theater. she paused after she spoke, taking a moment to look around at the others that had decided to spend their time there too. “i mean, i’ve already had a handful of guests come up to me with skeptical questions about how safe this boat actually is, because they watched titanic a few nights before boarding, so they were freaked out that somehow this wasn’t going to be safe. i can’t wait to see the panicking in the coming days.”

stevie  is  ABSENTMINDEDLY  picking  away  at  the  white  polish  on  her  nails  when  she  hears  the  voice  beside  her  and  can’t  help  but  snort  .  ❝  i’d  like  to  think  that’s  some  kind  of  TWISTED  humor  on  the  captain’s  part  ;  he  seems  like  the  type  .  ❞  she  replies  and  turns  her  attention  away  from  her  fingers  over  to  the  brunette  .  stevie  considered  what  she  says  before  reclining  against  the  cushion  of  her  seat  and  bringing  her  feet  up  to  rest  against  the  backs  of  the  seats  in  front  of  them  .  ❝  people  see  titantic  once  and  DOUBT  the  advancement  of  modern  technology  and  craftsmanship  .  do  they  think  we’re  stupid  and  looking  for  a  lawsuit  by  not  having  enough  lifeboats  for  everyone  ??  ❞  stevie  offers  ,  tilting  her  head  to  the  side  in  thought  .  she  wouldn’t  doubt  it  considering  average  intelligence  of  the  passengers  that  she’s  encountered  has  been  on  the  decline  .  then  again  ,  that  could  be  from  the  inebriated  state  she  often  met  them  in  while  bartending  .  ❝  maybe  tonight’s  the  night  that  little  johnny  and  katie  find  out  what  both  sex  and  death  are  from  the  titantic  .  VERY  educational  if  you  ask  me  .  ❞

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persucsion·:

                  to  no  surprise  ,  it  was  like  his  boyfriend  had  read  his  mind.  fox  was  NOT  interesting  in  worrying  himself  about  the  boat  sinking  ,  because  then  him  and  mickey  would  not  be  sleeping  that  night  ,  and  it  wouldn’t  be  cause  by  the  ONLY  reason  fox  would  find  not  sleeping  acceptable.  “  i’ll  google  it  ,  and  i’ll  get  back  to  you.  ”  he  jokes  ,  a  wide  grin  on  his  face  as  he  takes  it  upon  himself  to  side  his  own  hand  into  mickey’s  hoodie  pocket  ,  joining  mickey’s  once  FLAILING  hands  quite  comfortably.  fox  remembered  the  point  when  it  was  AWKWARD  and  he  was  UNSURE  if  he  could  hold  mickey’s  hands  ,  and  now  he  was  just  taking  it  upon  himself  to  shove  his  hands  into  mickey’s  pocket  just  so  they  can  be  touching.  “  when  does  the  italian  in  you  not  come  out  ?  i’m  telling  your  mom  you  were  trying  to  hide  it.  ”  he  tease  ,  tilting  his  head  to  the  side  to  look  at  mickey.  “  we  BOTH  know  what  i’m  better  at  mini  golf  than  you  so  you  shut  your  mouth  RIGHT  NOW  ,  because  this  is  officially  a  challenge.  ”  he’s  tugging  at  mickey’s  hoodie  pocket  ,  urging  him  to  the  top  deck.  “  if  we  die  ,  at  least  it’ll  be  cool.  and  dramatic  ,  and  together  ,  like  the  coolest  plot  to  an  action  movie  !  ”

of  course  when  news  came  about  the  upper  decks  being  blocked  off  due  to  the  storm  ,  mickey  knew  that  fox  and  his  mind’s  were  similar  in  the  sense  that  after  being  instructed  with  activities  to  keep  them  away  ,  the  only  REAL  option  was  to  head  up  to  the  top  deck  .  the  smile  on  his  face  is  something  that  he’s  found  to  be  PERMANENT  fixture  on  his  face  since  he  and  fox  started  dating  .  the  only  real  downside  that  he  could  find  was  the  rather  shit  numbing  feeling  ,  but  other  than  that  it  was  a  new  experience  actually  being  this  happy  .  new  and  odd  ,  though  overall  —  welcomed  .  mickey  matches  fox’s  grin  with  his  own  and  lightly  bumps  his  shoulder  against  his  .  ❝  you  think  it’s  up  there  with  the  intensity  of  monopoly  murders  ??  ❞  mickey  quips  in  response  with  his  own  laughter  BUBBLING  out  past  his  lips  .  he’s  brought  to  silence  when  fox  slips  his  hand  into  mickey’s  pocket  and  then  their  hands  are  intertwined  .  a  quiet  moment  passes  and  mickey  can  feel  his  heart  SWELL  in  his  chest  with  such  an  irrevocable  fondness  for  the  boy  in  front  him  .  he  gives  a  light  squeeze  to  fox’s  hand  and  yeah  ,  he’s  pretty  much  whipped  for  his  boyfriend  but  he  doesn’t  mind  in  the  slightest  .  ❝  are  you  saying  i’m  DOOMED  to  live  up  to  the  italian  stereotype  ??  and  you’ll  wrangle  in  my  mother  so  it  stays  that  way  ??  that’s  cold  ,  babe  .  ❞  chocolate  hues  take  a  moment  to  study  fox  and  it’s  in  small  moments  like  this  that  mickey  feels  LUCKY  to  have  fox  in  his  life  and  to  somehow  manage  to  have  him  as  his  boyfriend  .  he  frees  one  of  his  hands  once  a  stray  hair  of  fox’s  catches  his  attention  and  it’s  automatic  that  mickey  goes  to  move  it  behind  his  ear  .  ❝  OUCH  .  those  are  some  strong  fighting  words  .  and  what  happens  if  you  end  up  losing  ??  all  this  aggression  for  nothing  .  ❞  mickey  lets  himself  be  pulled  toward  the  top  deck  and  a  VIBRANT  laugh  passes  through  his  lips  .  ❝  cool  aside  from  the  death  ,  you  mean  .  but  on  the  bright  side  ,  we’ll  probably  find  some  plastic  mound  of  garbage  to  hold  onto  if  find  ourselves  marooned  at  see  .  ❞

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mercuricls·:

grant  lets  his  pen  fall  to  a  halt  as  mickey  rambles  -  it’s  evident  he’s  not  going  to  be  able  to  concentrate  .  he  had  been  aiming  to  use  their  spare  time  to  write  some  lyrics  ,  though  admittedly  all  that’s  actually  transpired  to  the  page  is  a  scribbled  sketch  of  an  oddly  contorted  face  (  an  expression  of  his  internal  state  ?  maybe  )  .  he  shuts  the  notepad  in  what  is  a  somewhat  vigorous  action  ,  eyes  lifting  to  look  at  mickey  finally  .  "  i  mean  ,  the  whole  life  or  death  aspect  only  makes  it  more  compelling,  if  you  ask  me  .  i  can’t  be  blamed  if  my  competition  just  so  happens  to  take  a  …  slip  overboard  ,  though  .  "  his  tone  is  monotone  as  he  quirks  a  brow  ,  a  fleeting  smirk  on  his  lips  .  "  the  movie  night  did  initially  sound  entertaining  ,  you  know  ,  solely  due  to  all  the  guaranteed  wide-spread  panic  and  dramatics  ,  but  i  realised  that  would  get  real  fuckin’  annoying  real  quick  .  so  you  can  stop  begging  ,  i’ll  play  with  you  .  just  don’t  go  cryin’  when  i  mop  the  floor  with  you  .  "

mickey’s  FULLY  aware  that  his  personality  can  be  a  lot  to  take  in  when  he’s  at  his  best  ,  but  it  makes  it  all  the  better  when  trying  to  convince  people  to  do  things  with  him  .  it  helps  him  out  with  his  comedy  shows  and  being  able  to  work  the  crowd  even  though  he’s  pretty  sure  with  people  more  like  grant  ,  there’s  a  STRONGER  chance  that  he  ends  up  overboard  .  nevertheless  ,  it  makes  for  an  amusing  time  while  everything  with  the  storm  has  gone  to  shit  .  chocolate  hues  light  up  in  irrevocable  excitement  once  he  sees  grant’s  pen  come  to  a  halt  and  his  grin  widens  in  response  once  their  eyes  meet  .  ❝  as  it  ALWAYS  does  .  what’s  life  without  a  little  intrigue  or  DANGER  ??  ❞  mickey  waggles  in  eyebrows  in  humor  before  letting  out  a  snicker  at  grant’s  next  words  .  ❝  and  if  i  live  then  it’s  a  story  to  sell  to  lifetime  for  a  PRIME  straight  to  tv  movie  .  so  it’ll  be  a  win  for  us  both  .  ❞  he  jokes  in  return  ,  his  lips  twisting  up  into  a  smirk  to  match  grant’s  as  he  crosses  his  arms  .  ❝  i’m  glad  you  find  my  company  more  enjoyable  then  the  panic  of  the  upper-middle  class  suburban  families  when  their  vacation  gets  delayed  .  but  all  this  smack  talk  sounds  like  you  trying  to  talk  up  a  BIG  game  .  ❞  mickey  raises  his  eyebrows  in  challenge  and  nods  his  head  toward  the  direction  of  the  mini  golf  .  ❝  and  if  i  win  ??  do  i  get  to  toss  you  overboard  or  is  that  only  something  reserved  for  me  ??  ❞

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❝  i  mean  —  TECHNICALLY  ,  we’re  not  supposed  to  go  up  on  the  top  deck  ‘cause  of  y’know  ,  potential  lawsuits  if  we  get  hurt  or  DIE  or  whatever  ,  but  when  has  mini  golf  ever  killed  anyone  ??  ❞  mickey  reasoned  ,  his  hands  gesticulating  wildly  without  much  thought  up  until  he  became  acutely  aware  of  it  .  he  lets  his  hands  pause  where  they  are  before  shooting  a  grin  at  the  person  beside  him  and  slipping  them  into  the  pocket  of  his  hoodie  .  something  he  can  blame  on  his  mother’s  side  on  the  family  if  needed  .  ❝  sorry  ‘bout  that  ,  the  italian  in  me  is  coming  out  FULL  FORCE.  ❞  he  pauses  and  tilts  his  head  to  the  side  with  a  mild  and  slightly  melodramatic  huff  .  ❝  besides  ,  who  thought  JAWS  and  titanic  are  acceptable  movie  to  watch  mid  storm  in  the  water  ??  that’s  asking  for  people  to  be  scared  shitless  .  mini  golf  is  just  more  fun  and  i  think  you’re  scared  that  i’ll  kick  your  ass  so  there’s  that  .  ❞

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okie so here’s my third and final child ,, my softer boi lincoln who is less of a little shit than stevie and mickey , my lil bub and i luv him so pls be kind to him . this is v late bc im at work and got busy pfft and had to do my actual jOB .. lame, but here we go !!

( jordan fisher, cismale, he/him ) ↷ hey, that’s LINCOLN BRADSHAW who’s originally from KINGSTON, ENGLAND. i heard they’re TWENTY-FIVE and have been working on the ship as a BAKER AT PUFFERFISH PASTRIES for TWO YEARS. other passengers seem to say they’re INSOUCIANT and IMPETUOUS, but are also known to be SERENE and ELOQUENT. when they’re missing home, i heard MORNING YOGA & CHOCOLATE CROISSANTS can always cheer them up. ↷

statistics:

full name: lincoln william bradshaw / nicknames: linc / birthday: february 14th / sexuality: pansexual / birthplace: kingston, england / spoken languages: english & spanish / hogwarts house: slytherin

tidbits of info:

so lincoln is an only child between his two parents isobella and monica but he was a sperm donor baby of which isobella was who gave birth to lincoln .. at the time bc it was the 1990′s .. his mom’s were together but not Officially Together in terms of the law but they were together for a long while

isobella was a high end art dealer who had a studio in london and made serious $$ from selling these fancy schmancy paintings ,, she was v big into the dutch golden age but she sold a lot of post-modern art meanwhile monica was a bioengineering professor over at the imperial college london

things were swell and lovely up until linc was around 4 years old or so .. his mom’s loved him v much and he had his nanny samantha that raised him mostly when his parents were busy , but he often saw monica more than isobella and it was a lot of built up agitation between his moms that built up before it bubbled over the top

his mom isobella was super big into party and w her art friends and money , she often held parties at their flat and was more into recreational drugs and alcohol than she should’ve been with a lil son .. and monica was v wary of this and the two of them often clashed in terms of how to raise linc

his mom’s split up when he was four and isobella kicked monica out which made linc ))): and from then he mainly saw his nanny samantha and saw isobella whenever she would come home at night for a half hour before she tucked him into bed and her friends would come over

it was a tough time bc isobella was uHhh petty and didn’t let monica see linc much other than every other weekend and the law couldn’t do much bc isobella was the biological parent and technically they weren’t ever married so monica couldn’t do much

but fast forward his childhood which was kinda lonely and samantha raised him more than his mom did .. linc was easy going and enjoyed learning and was never a v fussy type of person

he definitely was shaped in the lax environment of his home w isobella and for sure when he was in his teens he went behind his mom’s back to spend time w monica bc he missed her and knew isobella was being annoying and petty

bc he remembers the arguments between his mom’s .. he’s not v big into like .. disputes and is a calm dude who goes w the flow and doesn’t ever yell or raise his voice bc he sees no point to it and it just gets ppl more angry

he got a job at a popular bakery which was owned by a friend of monica’s and *harry styles vc* he was a baker .. kdsan loved the intricacies and complexity of making pastries and loved decorating them and making them pretty bc he’s a nerd and i love him (’:

v soft and v embracing of his sexuality and kinda just .. does his thing ?? spreads the love and is content being on his own atm since he’s just enjoying his life  .. did fairly well in school bc things just came easy to him and was well liked among his classmates and teachers

knew he enjoyed baking and making pastries bc it was generally peaceful and he was kept to his own devices and was in the back more often than dealing with cranky customers in the front kjdnfdks but when he was up by the register he got some nice tips w his smile n dimples

he’s slightly miffed bc his mom isobella pulled strings despite him telling her not to about him securing a place at le cordon bleu in london for their diplôme de pâtisserie ,, but either way he accepts and gets educated there and he !! loves it !!

after graduating he decides he wants out of london and to kinda ,, spread his own wings and following his mom monica’s wedding w her new wife claire , he embakrs on horizon where he was hired as pastry chef at pufferfish pastries and he’s excited to be able to travel the world !!!

overall a v chill and laidback dude who means well , v compassionate and wears his heart on his sleeve but in no way lets ppl roll right over him .. v hipster  and loves getting up early to do morning yoga bc i hate him djkfs

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here is my lil hobgoblin #2 aka my girl stevie whoMSt i love v dearly and she’s a new muse and also a lot of it is me being gay for emma mackey so0o0oo0 we out here laid ease !! some bits of info are down below and pray 4 me to push through lincoln’s jfnkds

( emma mackey, cisfemale, she/her ) ↷ hey, that’s STEPHANIE “STEVIE” ROUSSEAU who’s originally from SCEAUX, FRANCE. i heard they’re TWENTY-THREE and have been working on the ship as a BARTENDER AT CLUB H2O for SEVEN MONTHS. other passengers seem to say they’re DELPHIC and APATHETIC, but are also known to be RECEPTIVE and CHARMING. when they’re missing home, i heard WATCHING THE SUNSET & READING can always cheer them up. ↷ 

statistics:

full name: stephanie amélie rousseau  / nicknames: stevie  /  birthday: may 12th  / sexuality: bisexual / birthplace: sceaux , paris , france /  spoken languages: french, english, german, & italian  /  hogwarts house: ravenclaw

tidbits of info:

stevie was born as the result of a last ditch effort to save an already failing marriage between clara rousseau and louis moreau and u know … spoiler alert it didn’t work bc it only took louis six months following stevie’s birth that he dipped with only a half assed note as an apology and left clara with stevie and their older three year old daughter 

though stevie doesn’t remember her father at all , she knows he Ain’t Shit from what she’s been told by her mother even though it’s v clear that her mother still is very much in love w her father despite all the shit he pulled and the turbulent relationship that they had

but a silver lining to it all was stevie’s mom took her newfound single-hood and decided to get back into teaching which was smth she put on hold when she married louis and then eventually stevie and her sister came along so she got a bit of cabin fever from being in the house so often while louis was out managing a popular restaurant ig

while stevie does kinda wish she could’ve spent more time w her mom , it meant that she had a certain level of freedom to do as she pleased when she was growing up when her mom got hired as a history and archaeology professor over at sorbonne université .. so stevie explored the depths of paris when she was able to escape her suburb of sceaux with her older sis

so bc of that she’s a bit of a free spirit and letting herself be led by whatever she’s feeling in the moment , but that’s doesn’t mean she easily bounces between whatever manages to pique her interest , she’s a tad of a polymath in liking to dabble in each thing and dedicates a lot of her time to fully understanding and being good at smth before she feels like she’s knowledgable before moving on

also .. pls call her stevie bc if she hears u call her stephanie she might blow a gasket bc she hates her name jdnflkjas plus her mom is the one person she allows to call her that even if it gets on her nerves .. p much she just thinks stephanie is a bland name and thinks stevie has more personality behind it , no shade to any stephanie’s out there djsfkjds

bc i’m Garbage for maeve in sex education , a lot of stevie’s vibes are her’s with her newly dyed blonde hair w pink towards the end and nose ring .. naturally a brunette but when stevie decided to dip out of france and to horizon she thought it was time for a New Look ., she def has that parisian flair to her sense of fashion with cute lil neck scarves but also the maeve look of doc martins w ripped stockings and denim skirts

stevie is a mix of embracing her femininity with her fair share of babydoll dresses, blouses w peter pan collars and turtlenecks under strappy dresses , but also fluctuates to her more grunge looks of plaid, ripped skinny jeans and loose shirts . she doesn’t really mind it ?? views it as her sense of style and chooses to wear whatever she’s vibing w most

despite her easy going n seemingly carefree personality , stevie is actually v intelligent and her lips know how to drip honey when they want ,, she graduated v high up in her class and went on to study fashion design and technology at ifa paris where she got her bachelor’s degree

she learned a lot there and definitely solidified stevie wanting to start up her own self ran boutique so that’s been her dream for a while now .. but she got tired of paris and decided to dip and she found herself as a bartender on horizon at club h2o bc she figured she could finagle tips out of drunk ppl dnalkd

tbh stevie jumps from hookup to hookup w/o ever really desiring a relationship bc her mother hasn’t been w anyone since stevie’s father so she doesn’t see herself as needing a significant other to help ground her or fill some hole bc she’s happy with her life and where she is ?? maybe one day she’ll change her mind but she’s also a but ehh bc her father dipped so there’s a small part of her that thinks everyone eventually ends up leaving so there’s not much of a point

stevie’s main goal is to save up enough money so she can get her online boutique off the ground where it’s v cute and has parisian flair to it and she has designs she’s working on but wants to save up before she goes any further

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*cody ko vc* what is uP my guys we have three motherfuCKERS in the back of this car and one of them is this chaotic bisexual mickey jcndlskjf . i have stevie and lincoln’s coming up soon so pls bear with me bc im stuck at work and Suffering. but yeah pls like this to give me validation jsfkn also if u wanna plot and i’ll slide into ur dm’s

( joe keery, cismale, he/him ) ↷ hey, that’s MICHAEL “MICKEY” VALESKA who’s originally from BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS. i heard they’re TWENTY-FIVE and have been working on the ship as a COMEDIAN AT THE SHOW LOUNGE for A YEAR AND A HALF. other passengers seem to say they’re IMPATIENT and PASSIVE, but are also known to be CHARISMATIC and GREGARIOUS. when they’re missing home, i heard MORNING RUNS & THE SMELL OF OLD BOOKS can always cheer them up. ↷

statistics: 

full name: michael luca valeska / nicknames: mickey / birthday: november 12th / sexuality: bisexual / birthplace: boston, massachusetts / spoken languages: english & italian / hogwarts house: gryffindor

some tidbits of info:

so ya garbage boi is a bostonian through and through ,, born and raised there for nearly all his life and he doesn’t mind bc it was pretty chill of a place, loved the historical aspect of the city and there was usually almost always something to do ,, def still has an accent but only becomes more pronounced when he’s angry or passionately speaking then

he was always a hyperactive type of child which tbh made his parents nearly rip their hair out since they were a v proper and high society kind of family ?? his dad ( franklin ) was a cardiovascular surgeon who made that coin and married his college sweetheart ( or u know ,. as they tell mickey ) after graduation where she(valentina ) went on to fashion design and she has her own line that’s gaining traction in the fashion world

for as much as mickey deals with his parents nagging ,, he absolutely adores his mom ?? just a v petite and tiny italian woman who immigrated to america when she was in high school and immediately caught the eye of mickey’s dad and it was a whirlwind romance that was kinda more of a fling but then valentina became pregnant with mickey’s older brother so then he had to put a ring on it

so mickey is v fluent in italian bc his mom speaks it around the house raised him on it as a second language and for as much as he rags on his family sometimes and in his comedy skits, he would 10/10 die for his mom and she’s v soft for him as well and lowkey her fave son fjdslkjd but don’t tell the other valeska siblings

absolutely hates the name michael and v much prefers the nickname of mickey so naturally his dad just calls him michael all the time dnSLJKf mainly reserved for when he fucks up but also that’s just his dad so pls spare his heart and just call him mickey

but yeah mickey always had pent of energy that he released in creative formats like drawing and reading or just u know ,, running around which helped when he did track and soccer in high school and was actually p good at it ??

which kind of made him popular and he thrived off the attention ?? but was also the class clown of his grade and genuinely just loved making people happy and laugh ,, doesn’t like it when ppl don’t like him bc it just gives him anxiety that someone he made someone doesn’t like him jfdsk def a people pleaser so he tends not to read any reviews written about his comedy skits at the show lounge

mickey did above average when he was in school and def got good grades but he never really knew what he wanted to do with his life and bc his older brother followed in his dad’s footsteps of med school mickey was super !!!on edge about life and just having numerous existential crises a week so 0/10 not a fun time

his dad was really pitching for mickey to follow in his footsteps and his brother’s and mickey was like lmAO responsibility in choosing and shaping my future for years to come ?? no thx ,, bUT bc he is a people pleaser ya boi got accepted in the fam alma mater of harvard .. don’t get me wrong mickey had nice grades but his last name and family history of harvard grads kinda solidified his spot there so mickey went with crossed fingers and high level anxiety into his bachelor’s degree for biochem

as u can tell since um .. he’s on the cruise ship things didn’t go that well fjhsdkj thOUGH ya boi did secure the degree in biochem running on caffeine, anxiety and the determination of elle woods ( mainly to make his mom proud ) and then the idea of med school freaked him out and he told his parents he was taking a year off just to rejuvenate himself bc lmao college sucks y’all

mickey’s mom ( ever the angel that she is ) was v understanding and just let mickey work at her design studio for some modeling of her mens collection and deal with some interning responsibilities that he was chill with bc he got paid and it wasn’t all that hard ,, his dad was not as happy and just has a perpetual frown whenever he’s around mickey bc he think mickey is just slacking off since his older brother is dealing with med school just fine

he took up improv classes just bc he loved making ppl laugh and figured it would be a good way to fill up his time and started doing some stand up without telling his dad kdjfslfk so when his year was running dry he kind of just impulsively looked into horizon and sent in his resume for a comedian position

bc i’m trash his humor is essentially john mulaney ( example HERE ,, mainly bc this skit is my fave #dontjudgeme ) and just v self deprecating and humorous retellings of life stories and smart klfdgajfk ,, he has n*ce delivery which he has his improv classes to thank

soOOO his dad is v pissed while his mom is supporting him since he told her before he left djflsk so he’s been on horizon for a year and a half and loving it ?? doesn’t really know when he’ll leave but who knows

def v charismatic and loves talking to people and meeting new ppl ,, can be a bit of a Hoe so don’t judge him he means well ok !! will stay in the morning and bring breakfast bc he may be a Masshole but he ain’t an asshole ,, def the saying of “here for a good time not a long time”

bc i suck at timelines and whatnot , mickey dipped off the boat for a bit after meeting his now bf fox where they lived together and settled down and he’s gross and in love and sappy so we out here and bc fox came back to the ship so mickey decided why nOT so he’s here being a garbage bin comedian again asfjdk

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