madi becker

madison 'madi' becker. artist/student. twenty two.

[themadilisa]

axeldennings‌:

“bloody hell.” axel mumbled to himself, but loud enough for the person behind him to hear what he was saying. patting down his jacket, the irishman was acting as if he was looking for his wallet, though he knew he’d left it at home. he was just trying to get a cup of joe, maybe a conversation, and this was just part of the plan. who wasn’t going to want to help out the innocent and new guy with the pretty face and accent to match? “seems i’ve left my damn wallet at my place. i swear, i’ve been all over with this movin’ in and gettin’ settled bit.” because of course, who wouldn’t feel sorry for someone like that? who wouldn’t want to buy this poor sod a cup of coffee? at least that’s what axel was hoping. “you can go ahead yeah. maybe i can get this stupid apple pay to actually work with me damn card.”

@mochareblogs​

patiently waiting in the queue, madi’s not really paying attention to the person in front of her - not until he starts patting himself, she assumes looking for his wallet (an assumption proven to be correct). when he started mumbling to himself, a thrum of embarrassment and pity for him runs through her, which is what pushes her to speak up when he tells her to go first. “thank you, since you’ve let me go first, i’ll pay for your coffee?” seemed a fair trade to her. “you’ve just moved here?” she asked before turning her attention to the barista as she asks for them to re-order his drink and places an order for hers.

[themadilisa]

marnwilson‌:

“ alright, smartypants. no need to brag. ” she rolled her eyes, though of course she was only joking. “ a tooth ? okay, i’m now incredibly uncomfortable, because that is gross. how do they just swim around with a long ass pointy tooth coming out of their face ? how the hell do they not end up stabbing each other ? i have so many questions. ”

“this college education is paying off,” chuckled madi, “it’s amazing what you learn in art class,” she added, joking. “but all jokes aside the school of google is a beautiful place, it’s led to many a random fact. like did you know lewis capaldi is related to peter capaldi aka doctor who?” why oh why was madi a sponge for shit like this. she lapped it up. “a tooth. a big old tooth.” she confirmed. “i guess they’re very careful? i wonder if they ever chip or break their tooth. do you think they have toothbrushes?” 

[thataugustwilson]

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[themadilisa]

thataugustwilson‌:

“I’m okay,” August told her when she asked him how he was. It was a half-truth. He had been getting by, but processing everything that had happened between them had messed with him. He had been hurting and tangled up in feelings of angst and guilt. He just wanted his best friend back. 

He chewed on his lip when she called him August, glancing back at her. “It’s not your fault, Madi. I don’t need an apology. We were drunk and both making decisions that we shouldn’t have. You didn’t know it was my first time because I didn’t tell you. I didn’t think about it because I was in the moment,” he was rambling and struggling to find the words he actually wanted to say. “I don’t regret us sleeping together,” he admitted. “I couldn’t do that if I wanted to. I just don’t want to lose you as my friend.” 

God they’re a mess, and she’s trying to work out exactly where the lines got blurred that night, what about their conversation had made her make that move? Between drunken murmurings, dancing and blackouts, she’s not really sure. All that really mattered was it happened. 

She glances at her lap as he rambles, playing with the ring that sat on her index finger, a reminder of her nana that always helped to calm her. “I just I feel so guilty.” She near whispers, a long sigh on her lips, “No I do need to and I am sorry, If I’d known, your first time should have been some drunken fumble with me. I don’t regret it either, not really. I just... I thought you’d hate me.” It’s part of the reason why she’s avoided this conversation. After their awkward departure the next morning and reality (and the hangover) kicked in, she thought he’d hate her. “I don’t want to lose you either...” but, she wasn’t sure it would be that easy to go back to the way it was before. 

[themadilisa]

marnwilson‌:

“ i can’t believe i’ve spent twenty-five years thinking that narwhals were some sort of mythical creature. ” the disbelief was evident on marnie’s features as she shook her head at herself, arms folding across her chest. “ i mean, they do seem pretty mythical, but now i feel kinda stupid, so — why did no one tell me ? ”

@mochareblogs​

“marnie,” bemused madi looked at marnie with wide eyes. “even i knew that narwhals are a real animal.” madi giggled, feeling only a little bad for giggling at her friend. “it’s not even a horn anyway, i was so disappointed to find that out, it’s basically a very long very pointy tooth, which seems so less mythical when you think about it that way.” 

[thataugustwilson]

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[themadilisa]

thataugustwilson‌:

When he recognized Madi, he froze for a second. He knew that they had to talk, but he honestly wasn’t sure if he was ready. He chewed on his bottom lip and stood up, turning off his camera and wiping fake blood off his face with his jacket sleeve. It hurt his heart when she cut off his nickname. He offered her half a smile. “How are you, Madi?” He asked. His mouth felt dry and he wasn’t entirely sure what he should say. 

“I know we need to talk,” he admitted quietly, “Do you want to sit?” He asked, sitting down in the grass. He picked absently at grass blades, not looking at her. “I’ve missed you,” August told her. “I hate this and I’m sorry,” he said, finally meeting her eyes. “I didn’t want for things to be awkward between us.”

How was she? That felt like a loaded question. So she picked the easy route, “Fine.” She said with a shrug. That’s the reply most people expect isn’t it anyway? And physically she was fine, so she argued to herself she wasn’t entirely lying. “How are you?”

He was right, they really did need to talk. But she didn’t know how to voice her feelings about that night. How guilty she’d felt since, and that was what made it hard to be around him. She was the one who’d come onto him. Her best friend. Nodding, Madi gently lowered herself into a sitting position, legs crossed. “I missed you too,” she murmured back, glancing at him. “You’re sorry? You don’t need to be sorry August.” His full name felt weird to say, “I’m the one who should be sorry.” 

[thataugustwilson]

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[themadilisa]

august:

August had set up his tripod in the park just before dusk. He had maybe an hour good light. It was lucky that he was only doing test shots to see how the fake blood showed up on camera. He started filming and got into the shot, laying down in the grass and preparing his blood pack. Popping it, he coughed and let the blood spurt upwards out of his mouth and down the sides of his face. Hearing something nearby, he rolled over and sat up before looking around. 

“Oh hi,” he said, smiling a bloody smile. He wiped his chin with his sleeve. “It’s corn syrup, I swear. This is just for a video project I’m working on,” he explained. 

@mochahqstarters​

it had been a nice afternoon for sitting in the park, trying not to think too much and painting the scenery and only as dusk began to draw near did she think about packing up and going home. walking back through the park, she spotted august setting up his camera. before mardi gras, she would have bounded up to him, and she smiled sadly for the distance the event (or after effects of said event) had put between them. 

she just didn’t know how to fix it, or if she even could. she’d been the one that came onto him. but it didn’t seem to be the time, and after all he was busy... doing what she wasn’t entirely sure. shit, she thought, when he looked around and spotted her. she’d half thought she could run, continue to keep her head in the sand. “ahh, no... i... so long as you aren’t actually hurt.” madi offered awkwardly, arms tucked tightly around herself. “gus-” she started, and stopped herself recalling the last time she’d called him gus gus.

[themadilisa]

noel:

“Listen, I don’t know who was the funny one at the studio who tried to glue my arse to my chair but I wanna say that this game is not over and I’ll find out who it was and I’ll add salt to their coffee. Simple. Or if you have a better idea, let’s go with that.”

@mochahqstarters​

a startled giggle fell from madi’s lips, “it wasn’t me that’s for sure, jay,” she said still laughing. “i swear i haven’t seen you since mardi gras.” then again, she’d kept herself locked up, spending days painting instead of facing her fuck up, how very literal, she thought. “probably just some prankster who’s a month early for april fools!” 

[themadilisa]

rayricci‌:

“ the last thing i expected when i booked my flight to italy was to end up on lock down because of this damn virus. ” rayanne rolled her eyes as she sat down opposite the other, automatically taking a sip of her coffee. “ i almost thought they weren’t going to let me come home, but thankfully i got the all clear. anyway — catch me up. what have i missed ? ”

the mention of the virus had madi on edge again, and the urge to get the hand sanitiser from her bag was strong. “honestly there’s been so much hype about this virus, isn’t it just a bad flu?” she asked trying to play it down, because if she didn’t she’d probably end up freaking out. “there was a party for mardi gras,” madi told ray, shrugging shoulders hoping that ray didn’t ask too much about said party, after all she wasn’t there that long and she didn’t want to think about the reason why.  “i don’t get out enough to fill you in on too much though.” chuckled the red head. 

[themadilisa]

@ofwilliam​

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BEING  SLEEP  DEPRIVED  was  never  a  good  thing,  but  it  was  nothing  a  little caffeine  could  not  fix,  right? it  was  that  very  thought that  brought  liam  to  mocha  this  morning and  he  was  about  to  find  out  just  how  sleepy  he  was:  he  did  not  pay  any  attention  when  the  waitress handed  him  a  drink  and  it  resulted in  him  making a  face  as  soon  as  the  burning  hot  liquid  hit  his  tongue.  well,  shit.  that  definitely  wasn’t his  beverage.  turning to  the  only  person  that  was  waiting with  him,  the  male  offered them  an  apologetic look.  «sorry.  i  guess  that  was  meant  to  be  yours.»  not  that  they  would  want  it,  now  that  he  drank  from  it,  right? «you  know  what?  let  me  just  buy  you  a  new  one.»  it  was  way  too  early  for  conflicts  anyway. @mochahqstarters​

she wasn’t paying attention, after all she’d expected to hear her name or at least the order called out so she’d turned to her phone whilst she waited. so, the first she knew of the mistake was his apology. she blinked at him, brain a little slow on the uptake. “huh, oh that’s my hot chocolate, yea?” she clicked the lock on her phone, and was about to say it didn’t matter when he offered to buy a new one. “sure, if it’ll ease your conscience. you can buy me another but honestly you had one sip. so long as you don’t have cooties, i’ll live.” 

[themadilisa]

@michelleisms​

“the easter bunny doesn’t even make fucking sense,” michelle grumbled. “first of all, easter is supposed to be celebrating the anniversary of jesus being resurrected — which by the way, happened on one particular day, just like his birthday, yet is on a different fucking day every single year. they can’t tell us a specific date, and my mom thinks i’m crazy, but i swear to god, easter has been in both march and april. i don’t understand how people can’t tell us the exact date of his resurrection, only that it happened between march and april, but they knew exactly what day he was born? also, the easter bunny, like i said. doesn’t make any sense. where the fuck did they get an easter bunny out of the resurrection of jesus? and why is it a rabbit? why are eggs the primary theme of easter? rabbits don’t lay eggs!” she said, exasperated as she plopped down on her couch, fixing her hat in the process. “it doesn’t make sense. whoever created the holiday was an idiot.” @mochahqstarters

“it’s about the moon and shit isn’t it?” she didn’t really know why herself but she swore she remembered being told it was to do with the moon. “like something about it being after a full moon?” she added, with a shrug. “also, pretty sure they don’t actually know what day he was born - the christians kinda stole the pagan solstice and said yep this is christ’s birthday now.”  an amused smile brightened her face. “not sure about the bunny thing but the egg thing’s about rebirth and fertility and all that isn’t it?” madi didn’t recall much from her church going days - she’d only gone in primary school back in britain with her friend but little bits stuck. “does it matter? we get lots of chocolate? kinda think it’s best not to question it and enjoy the sweeties”

[themadilisa]

august:

Parties were a wild thing and you could never expect what might happen at one. Here he was with his best friend and they were closer than ever. He wasn’t thinking about all the alcohol he had consumed or any of the other party guests. He was just enjoying the time he was spending with Madi. He nodded at her question. “Yeah, i know so,” he told her, watching her face as she blushed. He didn’t have time to react to her words before she was kissing him and he kissed her back, his hand on her neck. “Wow… that was unexpected, but great,” he said softly. He didn’t think it was the best idea, but he didn’t want this night with Madi to be over. “Do you… maybe want to come home with me, Mona Lisa?” He asked.  

she hadn’t really expected him to kiss her back, and then he was and oh god what was she doing? what was she doing? she decided she didn’t care. caring could wait till the morning. there was something about the intimacy of kissing someone she cared about that she’d missed lately, and perhaps it was wrong to kiss her best friend like that but she needed the touch. the blush deepened when he pulled back and spoke, a full on rouge spreading across her cheeks and neck and she just smiled at him, unexpected but great, she happened to agree - even if she’d been the one to initiate. a hand still on his cheek, she looked at her best friend with soft eyes. “yea, let’s get out of here. i’ve had enough socialising for one night.” she said, dropping her hand to take hold of his as she made her way to the exit. 

[themadilisa]

dylan:

“and we could pass down the tradition to our children and grandchildren. mine would cook and yours would eat.” dylan chuckled looking at his friend as he started imagining the scenarios. “ah perfect, that’s what i love to hear.” he beamed and stood up. “yeah? come on then, let’s get cooking. i will teach you.” he smiled.

“we could! oh how cute would that be, i bet they’d be friends as well - well they’d have to be, as if we’d allow anything else.” she said, laughing with dylan. “let’s make me fat!” she said, patting her stomach, already a little soft from lack of exercise. “let’s do it. i’m ready, i’ll even put my hair up look!” she lifted her arms up, and pulled her long red locks into a ponytail. 

[themadilisa]

august:

“Wouldn’t want it any other way,” he told her, glad that she believed they would always be friends. August smiled at her, chuckling as he pulled her back up from the dip, hugging her against his chest, his forehead resting on hers. He was drunk and happy; he was with his very best friend and he didn’t want to be anywhere else. “Adorkable. Adorable. Mona Lisa, you’re beautiful,” He said softly, reaching up to tuck some hair behind her ear. “What do you want to do next?” He asked her. 

madi adored the closeness, the feeling of true trust in a person, and she could not be gladder for the friend she’d found in august. “oh woah,” mumbled madi blinking a few times as she tried to stop the room spinning, unsure if that was dizziness or the alcohol. her gaze slipped to the party goers, glad others were enjoying themselves too before she tilted her head to look back at august, settled against him. “oh,” she murmured when he called her beautiful and combined with the gentle fingers moving her hair, madi could feel her cheeks heating up in a blush. “you really think so?” she murmured. perhaps it was how loved he made her feel, even platonically, or how close they were stood or the combination of the alcohol consumed mixed with the compliments he’d played, but her heart felt full of affection for him. bright eyes watched him for a few long seconds after he asked what she wanted to do next. she muttered, “something i really shouldn’t,” and kissed him without hesitation, a hand moving to cup his cheek. 

[themadilisa]

august:

“Mona Lisa, give me a sign. I want to believe…. that we will be friends forever,” August told her. He didn’t have many friends. Since moving, he had met a lot of people, but he wasn’t close to that many, but Madi was different. She put up with his dumb antics and agreed to be in his videos. She had his back and he appreciated her for it. “Well, don’t let it go to your head, darling,” he said, patting her gently on the head. He felt pleasantly warm and happy; the alcohol making the edges of his conscious just the slightest bit fuzzy, but in a good way. He held her close, his hands around the small of her back, swaying slowly with her. “Good, I’m glad,” he said, “Adapt to this,” August commented offhand as he dipped her. 

madi giggled again when he called her mona lisa again. she could quite get behind that nickname, the artist in her loving it. “we will be.” madi reassured him, nodding furiously. though the movement made her slightly dizzy. she beamed when he called her darling, smile only slipping when she faked a frown at the pat on her head. “nope you said it, you can’t deny it now. i am adorkable no, adorable. damn it.” she giggled at herself. it was nice dancing with him, being close to her friend. “adapt to--” she started, a high pitched squeal that turned into a laugh cutting off the words as he dipped her. “gus gus!” laughed madi, hands resting on his chest, fingers curling into his shirt as an anchor. 

[themadilisa]

noel:

One drink had turned into two and Noel decided to say fuck it and get drunk tonight. He hadn’t done that in a while. He deserved to have fun this one night, surrounded by beautiful decorations and delicious food. Not having too much time to even think to stand up and go get himself another drink, someone handed him one. “Tis a shot?” he asked, before taking it.

@mochahqstarters​

“tis a shot indeed, jay.” madi nodded, holding out the shot for him. “i haven’t seen you in ages,” well it felt like it but then again any stretch of time without her friends was too much for the redhead. “so we are going to do shots, and we are going to love them. especially since it’s tequila,” she sung the last word, giving a little body shake. “so on count of three? one, two... three.” she grinned, knocking back her own shot. 

[themadilisa]

august:

“I think it’s pretty, but from now on, I’ll just call you Mona Lisa. Deal?” He offered, “And yes, I’m your Gus Gus, always and forever.” He chomped his teeth at her as she went to pinch his cheek. “Not half as cute as you are,” he scrunched up his face into something unrecognizable. He looked over at the girl she pointed out. “I mean maybe I could fall in love, but statistically I probably won’t. I’d rather just hang out with you,” he admitted, shrugging. Taking her hand, he spun her around and then followed up with a few fancy moves of his own. “Don’t know about needing a wing woman, but I definitely need a dance partner,” he reasoned, shaking his hips. 

finishing her drink, madi discarded the glass on a near by table. “deal,” madi was more than happy with that, after all even her parents had learned she didn’t like being called madison. “forever. we’ll be friends forever.” nodded madi, she was so glad that they’d become friends, and she thought that quickly he’d become one of her best friends - if not the best one she had. she giggled, a light girly giggle, when he chomped his teeth at her and pulled her fingers away with a playful gasp. “i am pretty adorable i’ll give you that,” she said a little more confident than usual, perhaps it was the drinks she’d consumed. a soft shriek left her lips when he spun her round, followed by another giggle. “well then dance partner i shall be, i am nothing but adaptable.” she said, moving up to dance against him. 

[themadilisa]

august‌:

August giggled with her. “What’s so wrong with Madison?” He asked her, “It’s a name, your name. Almost everyone calls me August except for you.” He put an arm around her and smiled for the selfie. “I bet that’ll be a good one,” he commented. “You’re very welcome… what girl?” He asked, looking around at the other people at the party. “Sure, she’s cute, but I’m talking to you. Aren’t we having fun?” He told her, laughing again at her wing woman comment. “You think I need a wing woman?” He stuck his tongue out at her. He took a sip of his drink, feeling the tingle of his buzz. “Hey, let’s dance,” He offered, getting up and finding some open space to dance. 

“i don’t like madison, i regret showing you my id, you’d have never known i was a madison otherwise, madison is like a grandma’s name.” her brows furrowed in a look of disgust, before she brightened again. “well you’re my gus gus, aren’t you.” she said with a warm open smile and waited for the click of the camera. “i bet, look at you gus gus, you’re so cute.” she said, playfully reaching up to pinch his cheek. she pointed when august asked which girl and waited for him to spot her. “yea, you are, but i thought you know it’s a party, you never know she could be the love of your life!” she stuck her tongue out in response. “well don’t you need one?” she asked in retort. “dance, yes lets!” that was a fantastic idea, she thought as she followed him.