𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐄𝐖, 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓 .... the slight stinging from the warmness of what was in the others hand. but, by the woman's shock & her gasp, the words that follow, anyone could see she didn't mean to do what she did. neither of them had been paying attention when walking out of the door when their bodies collided together sending one drink into her & the other onto the ground. who had it worse ? a game alicent wasn't interested in playing---she wasn't a complete asshole & this seemingly nice woman felt more ... anxiety ridden than her. ( cloths can be replaced, things can be replaced. someone may dwell on a single moment, a bad day, for forever if they had such a disposition. it's why alicent doesn't freak out, doesn't sweat it. doesn't make it a huge deal. )
@ghostsmade SAID, " THAT WASN'T SUPPOSE TO HAPPEN. "
redhead takes a deep breath, brown eyes flickering up just as she finished speaking. arms are still held to either side of her, ❛ no, no, it's-it's okay. don't worry about it. ❜ british accent sounds off compared to the others american. ❛ i can buy a new shirt, ❜ continued alicent, ❛ i'm just glad it wasn't too terribly hot & neither of us came away with burns. ❜ to this, she manages a small chuckle.
Okay i woke up at noon and got right on tumblr to do this so there’s a chance things in this are not gonna make a bunch of sense. BUT ANYWAY today is my favorite persons birthday so happy birthday Rachel and welcome to adulthood you’re gonna love it. so have a look under the cut for me being sappy and me being super proud of Rachel.
Okay so Rachel u may be wondering what possible thing i have to say this year because the last couple of years I’ve just constantly said that i love you and don’t get me wrong here i still love you so very much but I’m gonna try to say that through this without actually just repeating the words i love you over and over.
So lets start with the fact that come December that’s 3 years of our friendship. 3 years. That’s one of the longest friendships I’ve ever actually had and we're actually so much closer than I’ve been with most of my friends in the past, and of all the friends I had 3 years ago I’m only really still good friends with two people. You and Raine, and is it a coincidence that you both happen to rp on tumblr with me? Probably Not. But seriously, we've watched each other grow up and change and we’ve been through so much in our personal lives and I can’t speak for you but I can say that after a terrible day I always feel better and sometimes even safer just by being able to talk to you.
Considering we talk more or less daily, I probably talk to you more often than just about anyone else, and the fact that we talk over messages is a really interesting thing for me because I kind of struggle to message people especially people I know because I feel awkward with how i type and i question if i should type more/less formally and all that, but with you I don’t ever have to worry about that kinda stuff.
But lets move on a bit to that part where I said I was gonna talk about how proud of you I am. I don’t know if that’s a shock to you or not, but I am proud of you. Crazy proud. I’ve seen you go through your late teen years, I’ve seen you grow from a fifteen year old to a legal adult. You don’t need to be worried about being 18, to me it was pretty similar to 17 and I think you’ll make it through. But back to why I’m proud, I’ve seen you go through a lot, and I’ve tried to help where I can but there’s only so much that I can do from across an ocean and through a screen. You’ve told me I’ve helped you and believe me you’ve helped me too, but I do feel like I can’t help as much as I’d like because we're so far from each other. If I had more money that last line would segue into me moving to Australia or coming to visit you or something but I don’t have that kind of money so let’s just pretend it didn’t sound like a set up.
Something you may not know or maybe you do is that I did plan for about half a year on going to Aus, had ideas of when and had this big plan, but clearly that didn’t happen. I’d been planning on flying over for your high school graduation, be there as you leave the high school system and meet you in person when things were undoubtedly gonna get just a little harder for a bit. It didn’t happen, I couldn’t afford it, but one day I’ll meet you in person I know it. So this is getting a little long and there’s a million things I’d like to say but I don’t know exactly how to say any of it so I love you, I’m proud of you and Happy Birthday.
This is a couple of days early but I don’t care. 2 years. 2 years is a long ass time, and today in a couple of days i’m celebrating two 2 year anniversaries. the one everyone’s expecting ( the 2 year anniversary of me playing beth ) and the one less people know about ( the 2 year anniversary of being friends with rachel ). two years and a million memories later, here we are. staying up far too late talking about plots and changing my url because of a movie about fucking bees. countless muses, trillions of plots and even more emotions. we've been together through the ups and the downs, from my final year of high school and my graduation to your final year of high school and your graduation, we've been together through it all. so here’s to you rachel. @ghostmade, @empathreading, @jcstafriend, @stillyouth & @nostalgicdan.
not to be that person, but i never really had friends growing up. i had no specific friends until i was about 8, had one friend for about 6 years then she moved on, got another friend that im thankful to still have to this day ( shoutout to raine ) and then you. that’s pretty much it. three people in my life i can honestly say i’ve been good friends with. maybe along the road a couple of people got to kinda be my friend, but the moment i stopped going to school with them we stopped talking, so i dont think it really counts.
i dont know if you remember this, ‘cause it was a while ago, but i still remember the night i came out to my mum. i can’t remember the date or anything like that, but i remember the night. it was about midnight, i was on beth and i was talking to you, jess and monique on skype. someone mentioned coming out, idk why. i cant go back that far on skype, but something triggered me to want to come out. it was one am and i remember saying something like ‘in the morning i think i might come out’ and u guys all said to do it and i got really hyped up and at 1:30am i woke my mum up and told her i was bi. i remember coming back and just ‘i came out to my mum lol’ and we all got really excited and hyped up and it’s a strong memory for me because i had never really felt ready to come out before, and a couple of words on a screen from people i hadnt even met made me feel so strong and empowered i couldnt believe it.
but of course one of the most important parts of our friendship had to be creating belle and eldon back in january. i honestly didn’t expect them to last long, maybe a month. none of my muses had lasted long before other than beth; especially not ocs. but then these two little ocs that had been made on impulse one night changed my life. it sounds stupid and corny but it’s true. i cant see a camera or photography things without thinking of belle, and the moment space or aliens come up eldon is overtaking my brain. it takes everything in me not to gush about them every second of the day to people that havent got a clue who they are. they have changed my life though. playing belle has made me really think about things, made me really appreciate my family and has me feeling a lot more confident in myself and my sexuality and everything about me. eldon has made me realize that it’s okay to still be childish sometimes, that having passions is important and you shouldn’t be ashamed of them. he’s taught me that maybe things arent gonna be good all the time, but that doesn’t mean you have to be sad or a downer, you can be smiling and happy even if things aren’t perfect. their powers have taught me to consider other peoples thoughts and feelings, but not to get hung up on them. that it’s okay to be concerned about peoples thoughts about you, but that you don’t have to pay attention to what other people want you to be. the twins have done so much for me without even really doing anything, and it’s so crazy for me to think that these 2 characters could do so much for me. i could go on about them for hours, but this is already getting long.
i’m not gonna go too in depth with ash, holden and bianca, but we both know that they mean a lot to me and i’m sure i’m still gonna have ash and bianca next year and i hope you still have holden. i hope that we still have all our muses and i hope so very much that we’re still close. i’m not gonna let you go without a big, desperate fight. you mean so much to me, so much more than i can express in words, and i really do love you. i want to be there to see the ways you grow and change over the next year, both as a writer and as an individual, i wanna be a part of your life and i wanna know all i can and help with all that i can and i just want to be as good of a friend as i possibly can be, and even come and actually meet you one day soon. i’m so proud of everything you’ve accomplished over the past year ( especially graduating and getting your learners permit ) and i love you lots. here’s to another year of rachelina.
‘ so i was doing some research.. ’ not usually how people start a conversation with strangers, but carter’s hardly your average girl. ‘ and i found out that you, catalina torres, wrote a book. ’ yikes, carter, way to make yourself seem like a stalker. perhaps in a way she is kinda a stalker, but let’s not delve into that. a smile appears on her face as she continues talking. ‘ how to woo your boo, quite the topic. very creative. ’ her smile fades ever so slightly into a mildly sadistic smirk. ‘ think it could work with any of the victims of the lakewood slasher? ’
‘ i didn’t ask you to do that though. ’ it’s clear from the way she speaks that she’s confused, which - as far as she’s concerned - is totally understandable. it’s not every day people throw pies for you. ‘ like, i don’t understand why you’d do that? it didn’t change anything, just meant that now you don’t have a pie. ’
beth’s been hiding in a small book shop for days now, the somewhat cramped building being one of the only places she’s managed to fortify on her own. she’s a small girl after all, and a place that only has one or two exits is much easier to try to defend than a place with a million exits. the only issue is that ‘fortify’ may not be the best word for what she did. she kind of just put some spikes outside and tried to make other places look more exciting for the dead. after all, survivors could see if she fortified it properly, and that’d lead to them trying to attack. beth isn’t ready to face an attack of any kind. so of course, when the door opens and the stupid bell inevitably rings ( she couldn’t reach it to rip it off ) her instinct is to attack. she grabs the closest book to her ( something called ‘how to woo your boo’ - she’d considered reading it earlier but decided it wasn't her kind of book ) and throws it at who - or what - ever opened that door.
