Waverly Erickson

[alliecathayes]

Meghan Fahy as Sutton Brady in The Bold Type 3.06

[waverly-erickson]

@missruby-austin​

Location: Ruby’s

From the second she stepped inside, Waverly could sense her mouth starting to water. Whatever was going on in the kitchen was something she wanted in her stomach as soon as possible. The blonde knew her way around a sewing machine and a sketch but cooking had always been a foreign concept, something Jasper had handled when he was still alive. If it wasn’t for him she would’ve gone through all of college eating easy mac and ramen only. “Thank you for inviting me over, I wish I had brought better wine for whatever smells so good.” The blonde noted apologetically as she followed her sister further inside.

[waverly-erickson]

@chelseamreynolds​

Location: Sweet Tooth Bakery

After a night of very vivid dreaming, Waverly was sketching up a storm today. But all that drawing required fuel so the blonde had posted up in a corner at the bakery to ensure she had a supply of coffee and treats available as needed. As she sat the table was slowly becoming an an unorganized mess of sketches and pages, enough so that her shifting in her chair sent a few of them off the table and onto the floor between her and another table. Noticing Chelsea’s shoes when she went to pick the pages up she winced apologetically “Sorry, I’ll try to be better about keeping the floor clean... Is that for me?” She asked, noticing a the brunette was holding blueberry muffin

[waverly-erickson]

finwalker​:

@waverly-erickson

Finn had been working nonstop at the diner, trying to get the furniture and decorations set up before too many people saw them. He wanted everything to be perfect and right where they were supposed to be before the grand opening, a date that he still hadn’t picked out. And then there was Ruby. Meeting up with her again found him happier than he’d been in a while and yet, he couldn’t get ahead of himself. They had a lot of history that needed to be fixed before he could even entertain the idea of trying to date her again. If she would even want him back. Knowing that she had moved on and married someone else told him that whatever feelings she might have had for him had long since dissapated. Regardless, talking to her again like old times meant that no matter what happened, they were going to be okay. He could be happy for her in whatever relationship she entered into, right? 

He was  kind of surprised when Waverly reached out to him and asked to meet up with him. He was under the impression that Ruby’s entire family blamed him for their relationship failing. Still, Waverly was like the little sister that he never had and they’d stayed in touch through texts and calls during his time in Europe and her time spent on the road with her boyfriend. Now, they both found themselves back in their hometown and feeling like strangers. Both had issues they needed to work through and what better way to do that than to hang out with someone whose life is equally as messy. He had been at the entrance to the hiking trails for about ten minutes, his dog Rosie eager to get the hike underway. He couldn’t help the smile that crossed his lips when he saw the familiar face. “Waverly, you haven’t changed a bit. Perhaps a bit taller but still just as beautiful.” He said, walking over to her car once she’d parked.

The blonde was already feeling a little stressed by the time she pulled into the lot. She’d gotten a bit of a late start to the day which meant arriving not on time. Although she knew Fin would probably not be upset, being late and making other people wait was not something Waverly enjoyed doing. Slightly out of breath from the worry, the younger Austin sister hurried over to meet him and Rosie at the entrance. “Hey! Sorry!” She apologized quickly, taking a moment to realize he’d said something. Blushing slightly under the compliment and embarrassment of her awkward arrival the blonde dipped her head in recognition. “I don’t know about that, but thanks Fin. How are you? Excited to get out? Rosie looks like she’s raring to get started.”

[waverly-erickson]

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Answered<333

[waverly-erickson]

15. the devil : is your muse addicted to any substances ? is there anything that could possibly make them quit ?

Waverly has been fortunate to generally avoid addiction. There was a period after her husband’s passing that she used drinking as a crutch to avoid her feelings and pain. Although probably not the most healthy relationship with alcohol, it never evolved into a clear dependence and her relationship with the substance has gotten to a better place.

[liasprompts]

a collection of muse headcanon questions inspired by the major arcana of the tarot  /  send the corresponding number(s) for headcanons surrounding the given prompts !

00.  the fool  :  what are your muse’s thoughts on new beginnings ? does it frighten them or  excite them ? 01.  the magician  :  how does your muse feel about fate ? do they believe they can change their own destiny ? 02.  the high priestess  :  how does your muse make decisions ? do they trust their instinct or would they rather trust their heart / their logic ? 03.  the empress  :  does your muse have parental / nurturing figures in their life ? how do they impact them ? 04.  the emperor  :  how much respect does your muse have for authority ? why is this ? 05.  the hierophant  :  what are your muse’s morals / ethics ? do they follow their moral code strictly ? 06.  the lovers  :  how important are relationships to your muse ? do they value having a significant other ? 07.  the chariot  :  how much does your muse care about winning ? are they a sore loser ? 08.  strength  :  how does your muse use their energy ? do they tend to work towards their goals steadily or in bursts ? 09.  the hermit  :  how introspective is your muse ? how often do they self - reflect ? 10.  the wheel of fortune  :  how well / badly does your muse take setbacks on their goals ? 11.  justice  :  does your muse find it easy to be impartial in emotional situations ? 12.  the hanged man  :  how open is your muse to new opportunities ? do they constantly look for them or do they simply take whatever comes their way ? 13.  death  :  is there anything in your muse’s life that they should be letting go of ? 14.  temperance  :  does your muse make plans ? how impulsive are they ? has this gotten them into good / bad situations and how have they dealt with them? 15.  the devil  :  is your muse addicted to any substances ? is there anything that could possibly make them quit ? 16.  the tower  :  what event drastically changed your muse’s life ? do they resent that event or are they glad of it ? 17.  the star  :  what does your muse take inner comfort in knowing ? what guides your muse ? 18.  the moon  :  what does your muse long for ? is it a realistic desire ? 19.  the sun  :  in general, how optimistic is your muse ? does your muse appreciate the small things in life ? 20.  judgement  :  is your muse forgiving of themselves ? how about of others who wrong them ? 21.  the world  :  is there one thing in life that your muse must accomplish ? what will they do when they complete that goal ?

[waverly-erickson]

@christinakennedy​

Location: Blossom Boutique

After returning to town, the boutique had become one of Waverly’s favorite spots. Not that she was buying up a storm every time she came in, more admiring and getting ideas though she bought enough to ensure she wasn’t just being an annoying window shopper. On this particular day the store was fairly busy but the blonde couldn’t help but focus in on one dark-haired woman who seemed stuck between two colors of a jumpsuit in the same silhouette. Before she could stop herself Waverly opened her mouth. “I’d go with the green, better contrast with your hair-sorry not that it’s any of my business.” She apologized, blushing slightly with embarrassment. “I just can’t help myself when it comes to color and design, but I shouldn’t just start rambling to people who didn’t ask.”

[waverly-erickson]

“It can be,” he nodded his head. He was sure that he had seen the two of them hanging out when they were younger, but truthfully the man had not been paying that much attention as a teenage boy to his younger sister’s friends. Mateo watched as Waverly bent down to pet Nala, the golden’s tail swinging happily side to side as she was pet behind the ears. Nala was quick to follow both the woman and Mateo as he moved through the house toward his kitchen. “Yeah?” His parent’s had never been too strict about having people over. Though as a young teen, Mateo had been too caught up in playing baseball to have much of a social life outside the sport. He smiled at Waverly as she spoke of Jasper. It made him feel like she was comfortable enough around him to do so. “A seltzer, got it,” he nodded his head, opening up the fridge and grabbing her one. He didn’t drink them but Mateo was foolish not to have at least a small selection of them sitting around as they were more popular than he imagined they would be. Mateo grabbed a beer for himself, handing off the drink to Waverly as he opened up the slider for Nala to make her way in and out of his house. “You have any dogs growing up?”

Waverly smiled, dipping her head in silent thanks for the drink as she pulled it open and took a sip. The first drink was always just pure carbonated bubbles, her favorite part of seltzer really. But it didn’t last. The drink settled and that was fine, just not as exciting or fun to drink. “No, gosh I wish though. My mom and dad were always so worried about mess and shedding. So no cats either. Only fish. We had a beautiful aquarium. And I loved them, don’t get me wrong. But having something more cuddly would’ve been nice too.” The blonde noted with a shrug. “But maybe now that I’m back and getting into the rhythm of things...” She trailed off, voice and eyes conveying a hopefulness as she looked over at him. Afraid of making things awkward, Waverly glanced away clearing her throat. “So what’s the story with Nala? Since she can’t tell it to me herself, of course.”

[waverly-erickson]

mateoxperez​:

starter for @waverly-erickson​ location: mateo’s home 

“So, how weird I had no idea you were even friends with my sister.” He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck as he fended off his Golden Retriever with pets as they walked into his home in Rosewood Hills. “Sorry about her, she gets really excited when I have company.” He told her, looking over at his shoulder as he slipped off his shoes a bit further into the walkway, kicking them off to the side. “Honestly, I should have expected you were friends with Teodora, but I guess I only knew you from Boston,” he admitted to her. Waverly was a few years younger than him, but he couldn’t recall ever seeing the two of them hang out, but he had probably been two busy with baseball before he left for the big leagues. “Can I get you anything?”

Waverly nodded chuckling in return. “For as small as Fallbrook technically is, it can be a pretty big place when it comes to who knows who and who knows they know each other.” She noted with a smile, not entirely sure if the phrasing had made sense. But Mateo generally seemed capable of decoding Waverly-speak so hopefully he would understand her latest attempt at using the English language correctly. Waving off his apology about his dog without a word, the blonde crouched down on the ground to embrace her with a scratch behind the ear. There was no way she was meeting a friendly dog and not petting it. A bit sad to stop, but wanting to follow Mateo, Waverly got back up and headed further into the house after him. “Yeah, she and I never really hung out much outside of school or extracurriculars, my parents were pretty strict about having people over or me going out a lot. I mean, even having Jasper over for dinner was a stretch-” She broke off, realizing that was the first time she’d really said his name in a while. And oddly it didn’t hurt as much. Not around Mateo. Shaking off the thought the blonde put on a smile again, not wanting to concern her companion. “I’ll take seltzer or juice if you have any. But no pressure.”

[waverly-erickson]

“Sure, I don’t mind, it’s the least I can do since you’re sitting here listening to me ramble,” Dani said, handing the bartender her debit card. She needed to get the rant out of her system and was feeling better already. “It’s fine, don’t really have much else going on for me besides work which is really unfortunate. I feel like I’m stuck in a rut, you know?” It was frustrating at times, seeing as Dani was used to not being in one place for too long. She liked having changes in her life. “What about you? Anything new and exciting?” 

Waverly bit her lip thoughtfully when the question was posed back to her. New and exciting. Not necessarily words she had frequently applied as descriptors of her life at all in recent years, but at the moment they were surprisingly relevant. “Well, I’m not sure how exciting it is but definitely new that I’m trying to find a job here. After I came back a few months ago I kept telling myself it was temporary but, surprise, it’s not! And that’s great, but it does also mean I need to figure out what the heck to do with myself to make money.” The blonde explained.

[waverly-erickson]

“You are welcome,” Mateo was happy to offer his support. Certainly they had been running into each other a lot and he was feeling a bit of a connection with her, though he hadn’t been quite ready to admit that to himself yet. “Yeah?” He raised a brow, surprised by the compliment. “It’s taken a while to get the hang of it and I really like it,” he told her, shrugging his shoulders, “but I don’t think it’s the end all be all for me.” Mateo admitted to the other woman, “Oh, uh,” he reached up to rub the back of his neck, “I was wondering, there’s another Jurassic Park marathon on Monday,” Valentine’s Day, but he wasn’t going to point that out, “at the theater, I was wondering if you’d want to go see that? I know we missed out last time with the complications.”

Waverly nodded, unable to help but just continue smiling in his reaction to the compliment. But where he brought the conversation next caught the blonde slightly off guard. Monday, movie marathon. A date? No no probably not. But wasn’t Monday Valentine’s? So maybe? As the train of thought teetered off its tracks she realized she hadn’t actually said anything. Swallowing hard Waverly could feel heat start to tingle on her cheeks as she found words. “Dinosaurs. Movie snacks. What’s not to love, right?” The blonde noted in a slightly stilted manner. “Yes, um yeah. Yeah. We should do that.”

-Time skip-

As she walked up to the front doors of the theater, Waverly couldn’t help but notice her palms felt a little sweaty against the cold metal of the door handle. But why? There was nothing to be nervous about. it was just seeing a movie. Had she obsessed over outfit options for over an hour? Yes. But that didn’t mean anything. When the door opened she practically walked straight into Mateo. Apparently he had been waiting close by. “Hi! Sorry for the near collision. You-um-shall we?”

[waverly-erickson]

She laughed softly before nodding. “Of course. Just wash your hands.” She winked at her. “Well, that’s good. Plus, it’s not really hard. I promise. You’ll do great.” Teodora grinned and stirred the sauce once more. “Could you check the chicken in the oven? See if it’s getting golden yet?” She asked and looked over at the oven. There was still a few minutes left and once it was done, she could cut it up and add it to the sauce.

Waverly nodded readily and started to wash up. When finished, the blonde went over to take a look at the chicken, crouching down slightly in front of the oven to get a better view. “Yes! It’s definitely starting to!” The blonde confirmed with a smile, glancing back over to Teo as if slightly proud she had accomplished something cooking related even if it was just observing. Rejoining her friend by the stove the next few minutes passed quickly until the components were ready for combining. Waverly took a step back to allow space for the chef while she looked on. “Wow, I know it needs to cool a little but I want to just grab some of that right now.”

[waverly-erickson]

@extremebeckies​

Location: Blossom Boutique

After returning to town, the boutique had become one of Waverly’s favorite spots. Not that she was buying up a storm every time she came in, more admiring and getting ideas though she bought enough to ensure she wasn’t just being an annoying window shopper. On this particular day the store was fairly busy but the blonde couldn’t help but focus in on one dark-haired woman who seemed stuck between two colors of a jumpsuit in the same silhouette. Before she could stop herself Waverly opened her mouth. “I’d go with the green, better contrast with your hair-sorry not that it’s any of my business.” She apologized, blushing slightly with embarrassment. “I just can’t help myself when it comes to color and design, but I shouldn’t just start rambling to people who didn’t ask.”

[waverly-erickson]

“Oh my god, you’re totally right. I’m going to start calling it that now because they are trying to act like a main character most of the time,” Dani said, letting out a loud laugh in response to the comment. “I don’t mind making someone’s day special, but when your request is literally something we can’t do then that’s where I have a problem.” Noticing her drink was empty, Dani waved the bartender over. “Do you want another drink? My treat.” 

“Yeah, there’s definitely a need for a reality check every now and then.” Waverly nodded in agreement. A bit caught off guard by the offer it took her a moment to reply. “Oh, yeah. I mean if it’s not trouble that would be great. Though I’ll owe you one for sure.” She noted as the bartender came down and took her glass away momentarily to provide said refill. “So other that clients how is everything for you?”

[waverly-erickson]

“It still looks great,” ready or not, Mateo was impressed, though he always lacked in the artistic department. The man had grown up interested in sports, baseball more than anything. And even before then, he dabbled in other things. Mateo participated in the cookie decorating during the Christmas holiday, but they had turned out worse than some of the children’s. “I think it’s very practical, if it’s what you love.” He shrugged his shoulders, “I’m sure some said my professional baseball career wasn’t that practical, considering it ended with me being a bartender.” He chuckled, poking fun at himself. 

It felt good to be encouraged but also odd. Waverly wasn’t used to the motivation coming from anyone but herself. And even that confidence waxed and waned more than any moon could. “Thank you for that.” The woman murmured, smiling in return. But her face fell a bit when Mateo followed it up by bagging on himself, even if it was in jest. Reaching out she put a hand on his arm for a second and gave a reassuring squeeze. “Nothing’s ended, you can still do whatever you want. And there’s nothing wrong with bar-tending either. My aunt thinks you’re pretty damn good at it.”

[waverly-erickson]

oliverxvalentine​:

closed starter for @waverly-erickson​ outside the Hilltop Café

Growing up, the Hilltop was one of Oli’s favorite places to go and he was glad to hear that Stevie had taken over when her grandmother passed. The coffee was just as good and the treats my have been a little better than he remembered and since being back, he made a point of stopping in there at least once a day. Today was no different and he may have gotten a little too much as he was preparing to go over some stuff for his classes and was struggling to carry everything as he walked outside and almost ran into someone. “Sorry. Arms are full. Can you open the car door for me?” He asked the person.

 Waverly had planned to head to the cafe to sketch a little more, she had headphones in as she approached and was a bit lost in the music until she was abruptly distracted by a near traffic jam collision with Oliver Valentine. Quickly pulling her earbuds out, the blonde hurried to grab the car door for him as requested. “Do you need any other help? I’m not in a rush and you look like you have a lot going on.” She offered with a small smile.