#swooncheyenne

[msjadebellamy]

@swooncheyenne​

The chairs were modern. The thing about modern is that it sacrifices comfort. Jade crossed her legs to make the most of the plastic seat, leaning forward just enough to avoid the straight back. It was the sort of bare bones production that put all the attention on them, and there was nothing wrong with that; it separated the strong from the weak, and therefore who was meant to go viral or be the shitty kind of click bait people wished their ad blocker had taken out for them.

Chey's makeup was touched up at the same time hers was, and then the cards were placed out of the camera's view but within reach for them both to take turns on. A moment later the signal was given to start, and Jade took the opportunity to begin the introduction.

"I'm Jade Bellamy. This is"--her finger stroked under her co-star's chin--"a ten, so listen up fives, and we're here to answer the most searched questions. But I swear to God, if there's one about either me or Chey banging Russell Torrance, I'm going to make wine out of someone's balls. So, let's start."

[julianxsantiago]

send ⛄️ for our muses to build a snowman together . From Chey

Los Angeles is not known for its snow, but a cold front moves in. Before you know it, there's snow on the ground, just barely enough there to do anything with, but it's there. Cheyenne is out in Julian's backyard, fenced off from all neighbors, secluded and snow layering the covered swimming pool that she's scooping up, gathering as much of it as she can to form the base of her snowman. Julian watches with a cup of coffee in his hand and rim to his lips, standing in the doorway. There's an odd sense of peace from the scene, and he takes it in as though he's not a part of it. He's like a spectator to his own life, as if this is something that should not belong, and yet it's there, just like the snow. An anomaly.

"Oh, I didn't see you there. Are you joining?"

"No."

Cheyenne's smile is tenacious, though, undaunted. She turns away to go back to her snowman. She has it in her mind to try again, but by the time she opens her mouth to talk to him, to tease him, the sound of the door closing is heard. She looks at it, shut off just like the rest of him, and she frowns, eyes slowly drifting back to her work. It's a moment later that it's heard again, Julian's feet crushing over the snow as his hand has replaced the coffee with a scarf--one he had from as far back as when he had called Valencia his home.

"Here. Use it."

[julianxsantiago]

👍👎 cheyenne

Me: MY CHEY! God! She's such a cutie, and I cannot wait for dark!Chey! At the moment, I see her from different angles with help from Jade, Julian, and Miguel's perspective. From Jade, I see her hidden sass as she gets roped into things with glee; I see her awkward flirting and innocent ramblings from Julian; and from Miguel, I see her weakness for a way to escape those feelings and desire not to end up alone. I love the many angles I get to see her from, and it's truly a treat to see her progress with each one. Sorry for being the cause of one of her breakdowns, but also you're welcome for letting me raise her back up with Julian.

Julian: His vague inkling towards her feelings for him is something that he wishes he could change on her behalf. He is not someone that she should like or expect anything from. He is a man that loves his work in an effort to keep it like a shield. It distracts him from having intimate feelings to anyone within Prometheus because the moment he does, they become the weakness and weaknesses always get exploited. If Cheyenne grows attached to him, he can only see it ending badly, and more importantly, if he grows feelings for her, he knows that one way or another it could be the root of her cancellation since he's made more enemies than friends, and certainly has no intention of stopping the trend, hoping to end Prometheus for good one day.

[julianxsantiago]

!! Cheyenne

Cheyenne. The name causes a slight shift in Julian's lips as he thinks over his views on his actress. His Norah. To Julian, she's a contradiction. One moment she is shy, and the next moment her mouth is running over itself with talks of sex. She will be bubbly and then in private with him (when there's enough alcohol running through her veins to speak the honest truth) she holds a certain melancholy to her. In her position, though, it's understandable. What makes him the most confused, and perhaps the most protective, is the fact that Cheyenne seems capable of understanding the risks of being a contracted actress, yet does nothing to protect herself from her own potential downfall when it comes by association. Julian has warned her, given his opinion without any filter, but he can tell it has made no difference. When a downfall comes, as he knows that there will be in due time, he will be there to help because it will always be his weakness.

When it boils down to her appearance, Cheyenne is attractive and Julian would never deny such a fact; however, he has drawn a strict line that is never crossed. He is aware to some extent that Cheyenne’s affections might be towards him, but he has purposely blocked them from his mind, passing them over in favor of the work, as is usually the case with him. What is most attractive to Julian would probably be her smile and how it takes up the most of her face with her naivety propelling her happiness.

[xx-sombra-blog]

@swooncheyenne

It had been a while since Callie had dated. For the longest time, going out in public was simply not an option. She’d struggled to control herself, often shifting into animals at random. Online dating seemed the best route to go, but she wasn’t interested in tinder. Instead, she opened up to her YouTube following, exposing her pretty little rose tattoo resting just on her hip bone and explained that there was somebody out there with the same mark. She had to find her. When she found Cheyenne, Calliope was nervous. They’d been texting and even skyped a couple times but this was the first time she would actually be meeting her. 

The bar was a little crowded, and Callie was in the thick of it. She ate when she was nervous. “It’s fine, would you relax?” she said lightly. It was a thing she did sometimes; hearing the words made it easier to follow. What if it was all fake? What if she wasn’t actually her soulmate and just a crazy stalker of some kind? She didn’t sem it but anything was possible.