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delilahroche

Meredith was always someone Delilah admired and loved with every beat of her heart. The two were close since day one and even though, Meredith never said so, she know she was her favorite. Meredith was the main reason Delilah decided to move to New York. Meredith is a successful actress and Delilah want’s to become one too one day. As the brunette was looking at the ice rink, right after the competition she heard a familiar voice calling her so she glanced back to face Meredith. “Oh, isn’t it my favorite person calling my name?” The Brit said while smiling as she approached her aunt “I was just competing! Got third place but my roommate got the first place and beat a girl who was totally rude so I am happy! How are you, luv?”  

“Favorite person? I’m honored.” Not that Meredith didn’t already know that, she was flattered. Delilah was the loveliest. Such a sweet-natured person that it made her wonder how on earth they managed to be related. “I saw you! I’m so proud you, sweetheart. You were amazing.” She smiled, holding out the hot cup for the other. “Honestly, I’m incredibly impressed. I don’t even know how to skate properly, and god knows I’ve tried.” She supposed she could allow herself to suck at something. “How are you liking New York?”

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xfcooleys

Winter in New York always brought a smile to the director’s face. The city was always full of life, millions of people making their way through tight streets and toward their dreams, but with the twinkling lights and the faint scent of evergreen in the air the city took on a new sense of camaraderie and cozy warmth. It just felt like Christmas and for the first time in over a decade Meredith was there with him, taking in the sights and indulging in his need to always have a cup of hot chocolate in hand.

He hummed happily, his smile smug as he soaked in the sights that winter fest had to offer. He was glad that he had been able to convince her to come out with him, though the idea of staying in with her had almost been tempting enough for him to abandon his quest to show her off to the world now that they didn’t have to hide. “You’re single-handedly keeping Rold Gold in business,” He joked with a laugh, “do you think our little peach will come out asking for them or disgusted at the sight of them? My mother always said she couldn’t get enough watermelon when she was pregnant with me and we both know how I feel about that.” He said with an exaggerated scrunch of his face.

It was easy to joke about their child when they were like this, happy and together. It only got difficult when she fell asleep or had a meeting and he was left alone with his thoughts and a half-finished nursery.

He shook off his thoughts so that he could focus on the carriage in front of them, the white horses seeming a little bit cliché but undeniably intriguing, besides, he had never been one to deny Meredith much of anything.

“How could I possibly say no when you put it like that?” He asked with a wink before he turned toward the carriage driver to arrange their ride through the park.

“Ladies first, love.”

“You know what? I think I am. They should thank me.” The actress said in jest, her mischievous smile meeting her eyes. It was true. The amount of pretzels she’d consumed in the space of the past three or so months was impressive. She’d never been much of a fan of them until this pregnancy, and luckily she had a man who made sure she got her fix of the salty, crunchy heaven in a snack. “Really? I always thought Watermelon was your favorite fruit.” Of course these words were said as a joke -- she was well aware of Matty’s distaste for it. “I guess time will tell. I will make sure they try it once they’re old enough to eat it. I’m hoping they don’t like it so I won’t have to share.”

Truthfully Meredith had never felt more ready for anything in her life. Thankfully she had her daughter to thank for that, plus her age was a bonus. When Claudia came along, Meredith was a struggling actress at the cusp of her big break and she was thrown in the deep end with Julian as they were two very young, in love and clueless individuals unsure of how big of a deal their impending parenthood was.

When she got her yes, she flashed him a smile before offering a fainter one for the coach as she got herself into carriage. She waited for Matty then, shifting slightly, her right hand absentmindedly resting against her small bump.

Having their relationship and pregnancy out publicly was such a relief. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could keep herself from being able to tell the world just how in love she was. After decades of speculation, Meredith Roche and Matty Cooley were an item. Shamelessly so and as in love as ever.

Now throw a baby into the mix and just about everyone was thrilled with the announcement. Years of ‘will they or won’t they?’ could be tossed in the rubbish. Even if it took just over twenty years for it to finally happen, this was a love that was meant to be.

"I think Claudia is slowly starting to adjust to the idea of a sibling. Yesterday she told me that if it's a girl she'll be disappointed because, in her words, she's not above competing with a small child." Even Meredith recognised how insane and dramatic that sounded, but then again, it was her daughter saying it.

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“Meredith Roche, a superb British actress whose dazzling smile and enigmatic on-screen presence often leaves an indelible mark on the audience, has forged a career in the film industry based on pure talent.  Wes Frykberg’s filmography is sparse – consisting of only eight films – though he’s made a distinct sense of place in the industry. Within each Frykberg film is a fictional reality, awash with vibrancy, snappy dialogue, and a rotating cast of talented actors – including Ms. Roche – who are as entwined in his work as symmetrical cinematography. Among the most fruitful actor-director pairings in movie history, often called the modern-day ‘Scorsese and De Niro,’ Frykberg and Roche have collaborated on some of the industry’s most spectacular films in the last twenty years.”

@elegcnce.

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location: winterfest, carriage rides

a closed starter for @xfcooleys

Strolling through Winterfest hand in hand with her beau, Meredith couldn’t think of anywhere she’d rather be. She rarely braved the crowds in the city for New Years, usually having plans of her own that involved working overseas or holidaying somewhere with her daughter. All were excellent ways to spend the time but something about celebrating the holidays and ringing in 2022 with the man she loved and their unborn child felt like bliss. 

“I’m glad you got me out. Otherwise I would have been sat in bed eating a whole packet of pretzels again.” She joked, turning to gaze upon Matty with an adoring look across her features. He was so wonderful in every single way, and sometimes she felt as though she didn’t deserve him. He was the nicest guy in Hollywood, meanwhile she was the ice queen with a look that could kill. He brought out the very best in her. She was truly the luckiest woman in the world.

Being pregnant again hadn’t been something she’d ever planned for, assuming she was done at one child, but she was over the moon about this baby. Her future with Matty and their baby was so bright and it left her giddy about what was to come.

Making the way through the crowds, the blonde noticed the carriage rides, stopping in her tracks for a moment before facing him. “How about a carriage ride, hm? That’d be romantic, don’t you think?” Grinning, she tugged him towards the available carriage. “And I need to sit down for a bit, I think.” Just over 14 weeks along, the fatigue was hitting her like a truck.

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location: winterfest, near the ice rink

a closed starter for @delilahroche

Two large cups of Hot Chocolate in hand, Meredith looked through the hordes of people to find a particular familiar face. Her niece, Delilah. She was thrilled to find out the young woman had made the move from London to New York, and having always been close to her, she knew it’d be fantastic to be able to have extra bonding time with her not only for herself, but for her daughter Claudia too.

After several moments of searching, her icy blue gaze caught sight of her. Finally. She didn’t think she could wait much longer to get into the hot chocolate, her winter coat and several layers of clothing still didn’t do too much to keep the New York chill from reaching her body. “Delilah!” The actress called out before quickly hurrying into her direction. “The line was ridiculously long, so these better be good. How are you, my darling?” 

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“I do have an amazing rack and personality. Thank you, Michael.”

i don't know what matty sees in meredith. he's the nicest guy in hollywood and she's horrible

You need to stop judging people's love. Meredith has got an amazing rack- personality and it should be taken into account. She is a wonderful actress. The way she faked her own death and killed that guy in Gone Girl really stays with you. I couldn't sleep for a month, okay? That's her power. I'm saying all this out of respect and not fear that she might do to me what she did to Neil Patrick Harris. 

( @elegcnce , @xfcooleys ) 

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julianscon

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“You are lecturing me on dramatics? Really?” Provokes Julian, arching up his eyebrows while staring down at her. Out of the two of them, he would not be taking that crown. Not in this instance, at least. He could change his mind at a later one. He was, after all, dramatic. “I don't–” He begins, but she’s already removing the item from her neck. Reluctantly, Julian accepts it with a sigh. “Thanks.” Beginning to wrap it around his neck, he frowns dubiously at Meredith. “You’re overheating? That a pregnancy thing?”

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“Well, you have a point there, I suppose.” Meredith responded with an overdramatic sigh, icy blue eyes looking him up and down. Maybe it was the lack of time between her meetings with Julian, but he looked incredibly good. Perhaps the space was doing wonders for the both of them. “See? It’s cute. The colors bring out your eyes, but I know you can pull off anything.” Okay, she wasn’t always this complimentary, it could have been the hormones. Maybe the Roche-Cooley baby would transform the actress into a real human with sensitivity to the feelings of others. She wasn’t going to hold her breath on it, though. “It’s this coat, and probably the pregnancy thing too. I have been prone to overheating easily ever since I was pregnant with Claudia. It’s probably not linked, maybe I’m just getting old... I don’t know.” She shrugged, chuckling at thought. One thing she knew for sure was that she certainly wasn’t menopausal. “How are you settling into your new place?” Her lips curved into a smile as she thought about how excited their daughter was when the idea that she lived with her father came about. “Claudia seems to be adjusting to it really well, I’m happy you two can have that time together. Especially since she’s clearly still coming to terms with the fact she’ll be a sister.” Oh, the meltdown she’d had would be something for the history books. “Has she... spoken to you about it?”

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meredith 📲 matty​

Matty: Aww, why?

Matty: Is it because Dana offered you a job last time?

Matty: I think that was supposed to be a compliment, my love.

MEREDITH: I took it as a compliment!

MEREDITH: Truthfully I think I’m better than some of the dancers there anyway.

MEREDITH: Maybe when I’m not pregnant and feeling perpetually bloated. 😪

MEREDITH: I have to admit it is a lot of fun. Very sexy too.

MEREDITH: How about we go one last time before I start to fully show?

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meredith 📲 matty

MEREDITH: We need to stop going on dates to the strip club.

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Text From Last Night inspired text starters [nsfw and sfw] Part 2

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** platonic / familial actions.

send  one  of  these  in  to  see  my  muse’s  reaction (  add “ +reverse”  for  my  muse  to  do  the  action  to  yours )

[ embrace ]  -  your  muse  pulls  mine  in  for  a  gentle  embrace.

[ coffee ]  -  your  muse  brings  mine  a  mug  of  fresh  coffee.

[ ruffle ]  -  your  muse  ruffles  my  muses  hair.

[ pat ]  -  your  muse  pats  mine  on  the  shoulder.

[ piggyback ]  -  your  muse  jumping  on  my  muses  back.

[ kiss ]  -  your  muse  presses  a  kiss  to  my  muses  forehead.

[ bake ]  -  your  muse  presents  mine  with  freshly  baked  cookies.

[ flower crown ]  -  your  muse  places  a  flower  crown  atop  my  muses  head.

[ cook ]  -  your  muse  cooks  my  muse  a  meal.

[ lullaby ]  -  your  muse  sings  my  muse  to  sleep.

[ fort ]  -  your  muse  surprises  my  muse  with  a  pillow  fort.

[ gift ]  -  your  muse  presents  my  muse  with  a  gift.

[ hold ]  -  your  muse  holds  my  muses  hand.

[ calm ]  -  your  muse  calms  down  my  panicked  muse.

[ cheek ]  -  your  muses  kisses  my  muse  on  the  cheek.

[ boop ]  -  your  muses  boops  my  muse  on  the  nose.

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julianscon

@elegcnce said: ❛ you were outside for one minute, how can you be dying of hypothermia? ❜

Annoyance settled perfectly well on Julian’s slightly frozen features as he looks over at the blonde. Needless to say, he didn’t like to be questioned. Especially when it came to his dramatics. “I run hot, Meredith.” He explains sharply, resisting the urge to add on a quip about her knowing that very well with a hint of mischief that would’ve been just too dangerous. “I have a sensitivity to cold weather, so yes, I could be dying of hypothermia.” Still a long shot, but he’d be damned if he were to admit to it. 

“I know you do, darling.” Meredith cooed jokingly, patting a hand against his shoulder. If the opportunity to tease Julian was there, she’d always take it. As much as she was fond of him, she simply had to stir him up. “Don’t you think that’s a tad dramatic?” The question was simple, even though she could already hear his answer. “Do you want my scarf?” She questioned, her hands beginning to work on peeling the one of a kind Hermès silk scarf from around her neck. “I’m overheating anyway. You’re welcome to wear it, I think it’d look rather lovely on you.”

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“I’m not pregnant with Julian’s baby. Been there, done that, not happening again.”

if meredith is pregnant i bet the baby is julian’s. these two have helluva lot of history and it seems that none of her past boyfriends could compete with him. yikes.

"All babies are just babies. Screaming, miserable babies. Who says it's even a human? It could be an alien baby from Mars, you never know around here. Maybe this is a sign that Meredith is the new prophet of New York City. Thrilling. If Julian wants to co-prophesize, let him. Just make sure to save me a window seat in the UFOs when the takeover happens."(@elegcnce & @julianscon )

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“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

i heard somewhere that matty cooley got meredith roche knocked up, don't know how reliable that source is though

Whaaaaat?! Meredith has a bun in the oven?! Can't wait to celebrate baby's first Gucci bag! Mommy, sorry, mommy, sorry! @elegcnce @xfcooleys

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CHICAGO 2002 | dir. Rob Marshall

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prompt: 🌪️  -  a  starter  where  our  muses  are  trapped  together  during  a  storm.

who: @julianscon​

location: an elevator, 5pm

The weather had been bad when Meredith had arrived but now everything seemed intensified within the space of an hour -- the lightning was bordering on deafening and the sound of torrential rain pouring down broke the silence surrounding her, the claustrophobia setting in the very moment the elevator jolted suddenly. Out of all the things that could happen to her that evening, did being trapped with Julian Canova have to be it? It wasn’t that she didn’t like his presence, because she did... most of the time. Things had been purposefully distant recently, the only times they’d really ever cross paths was when the actress came to see their daughter, and to be honest, this distance lessened the tension when they did see each other, and with her pregnancy to Matty, she hoped things could remain this... relaxed. No petty arguments or incessant competing. Just two people co-parenting as best they can.

“Fuck.” She grumbled under her breath, a clenched fist banging onto the metal door, obvious that it had no hope of opening. They were stuck. Just their fucking luck. “I feel like I’m going to be sick.” She was never usually fazed by enclosed spaces, but mixed with her morning sickness and mood swings, she wasn’t in the right frame of mind to be there. All she wanted to do was go home to her other half.

“Are you getting any signal? I have none... at all. AT&T had one job. For fuck’s sake.”

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send  an emoji  for  a  starter  based  on  the  trope.

tw:  dark  themes  present  ( blood,  death  etc )

“  my  muse  ”  is  the  muse  of  person  receiving  the  meme.  “  your  muse  ”  is  the  muse  of  the  person  sending  the  meme.

🛏️  -  a  starter  where  our  muses  have  to  share  one  bed.

💍  -  a  starter  where  our  muses  are  enemies  forced  to  marry.

⚔️  -  a  starter  where  our  muses  are  fighting  and  my  muse  admits  their  feelings  for  yours.  (  add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  admit  their  feelings )

😴  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  is  comforting  your  muse  after  a  nightmare.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  comfort  mine )

🤕  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  is  patching  up  your  muse’s  injuries.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  be  patching  up  my  muse’s  injuries. )

🥂  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  drunkenly  confesses  their  true  feelings  about  your  muse  to  them.

💭  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  chooses  to  give  up  their  memories  of  your  muse  to  save  them.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  give  up  their  memories  to  save  mine )

🥊  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  pins  yours  whilst  sparring.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  pin  mine )

🛡️  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  protects  yours  from  a  fight.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  protect  mine. )

🩸  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  is  injured  and  yours  demands  to  know  who  hurt  them.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  be  injured )

💋  -  a  starter  where  our  muses  have  to  kiss  to  maintain  their  cover.

🧑‍🤝‍🧑 -  a  starter  where  our  muses  are  fake  dating.

🤐  -  a  starter  where  our  muses  have  to  pretend  they’re  not  dating.

🤯  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  recognises  yours  from  a  past  life,  but  your  muse  does  not  remember  them.

☠️  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  admits  their  true  feelings  for  your  muse  after  believing  they’re  about  to  die,  but  they  survive.  (  add + reverse  for  your  muse  to  admit  their  feelings  to  mine )

���  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  kills  to  protect  your  muse.  ( add + reverse  for  your  muse  to  kill  to  protect  mine )

💔  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  breaks  your  muse’s  heart  to  save  them.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  break  my  muse’s  heart )

🌪️  -  a  starter  where  our  muses  are  trapped  together  during  a  storm.

💰  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  has  to  seduce  yours  for  information.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  try  to  seduce  mine )

✋   -  a  starter  where  my  muse  traces  your  muse’s  scars.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  trace  my  muse’s  scars )

🫂  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  runs  to  embrace  yours  after  winning  a  battle.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  embrace  mine )

👗  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  helps  yours  get  ready  for  a  fancy  event  [ eg.  fixing  their  tie,  zipping  their  dress ]  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  help  mine  get  ready )