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You've been here since last weekend, right? How's it been so far? While the vibe seems somewhat chill, I have a feeling I've missed a couple things. Nothing stays civil here all the time. Care to fill me in on what has happened so far? @glamtimlin
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So, how does it feel being away from your kids for a little while? Or is that just bold of me to assume that you don't have them with you? Because as much as I love all three of mine, I am a little happy that I can just have some time to myself at this festival. I'm sure they would love this too but maybe when they're a bit older. @glamtimlin
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Feel like my dog is experiencing the terrible two's already. It's not just for kids, dogs definitely suffer from that too. You're a mom, right? How did you deal with that? Or aren't yours at that age yet? @glamtimlin
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"Well, enough," Luca answered with a shrug. He was grateful for the time to catch up with his niece. One of the hardest parts of living away from the family was having to miss watching his nieces and nephews grow up. Given how close they were in age, Addison had always felt more like a younger sister than a niece, and Luca was glad now for the time to sit and chat with her. "It feels sort of silly to buy a house here, but I feel like no one will believe me when I say that this move is pretty permanent if I don't. So, now I've got more room than I know what to do with." Not that that was necessarily a bad thing. "That sounds fun. I'll have to remember to participate in the festivities when the time rolls around. I have to say, though, I prefer Halloween."
Denver had never felt like home to Addison, that was Tennessee. But Denver was definitely a second home, and where she’d most likely always return given how many members of her family resided there, specifically her mother. “Yeah, Denver is all about community spirit. It’s nice though, really makes you feel part of something big. How are you settling in ? ” Addison dug into her waffles, glancing across at her uncle when he asked his question. It was a difficult one to answer, she enjoyed so many of the years events. “I don’t know, maybe the Christmas light switch on. I got to sing one year, that was fun. And the lead up to Christmas is always the best part. There’s always a certain kind of… magic, in the air, you know ?” The redhead shrugged, knowing that time of year wasn’t so far off. “What about you, what’s your favourite ? I feel like I should already know that about you.”
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closed starter // lucia & addison
Lucia is sent to the ob floor to prep a prematurely born baby for surgery. As Lucia had previously mostly worked with the elderly this sort of case was very new to her. Having a daughter herself, honestly, it scared her a little. Made her think of her own daughter, whose mortality suddenly became so real. Pushing the door open Lucia entered the NICU. Looking around she could count at least five small incubators containing newborns. The sight was simultaneously horrifying and impressive. The babies were so small and fragile, however the way medicine was helping the babies was so impressive. Lucia’s gaze completely locked on the incubators for a couple of seconds before scanning the room for the doctor in charge of the NICU and head of the patient’s case. She had never met the doctor herself, but had been told she was a gorgeous attending with beautiful brown hair, often wearing pink scrubs. Scanning the NICU with her eyes Lucia saw a couple of people in scrubs and white coats, but it was clear which one was the famous Addison Montgomery. It was very clear to Lucia why people had described her as gorgeous. Almost taken away by her beauty, Lucia made her way over to the doctor.
“Excuse me, are you Dr Montgomery? I’m Nurse Romero, I’m here to help prep the premie and take her to surgery.”
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❤️💖💜 💗: Val from Addison
While he’d feign surprise he’d picked up on the subtle changes in their interactions some time ago. Given the length of which they’d known one another things had shifted from very casual to something more intense. Held gazes, a shift in her body temperature–not to mention an increase of pheromones in the air said more than words. Val is aware but is respectful and would never initiate, but wouldn’t say no either if Addison propositioned.
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Val are you afraid for Addison and what happened? I mean what if someone or something else comes after her?
Untucking his tie from his waist before sitting the other had caught his attention. Staring rather coldly for a moment before answering, “Obviously I’m concerned about her after such an event.” With a tilt of his head, he paused before addressing the other’s concern, “I’m not the least bit worried someone will make an attempt. I’ll see to it that they fail. So pass that along to whoever needs to hear it.”
@addisonxrollins
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“come on, loser! we’re going to that cactus garden thing-y,” roman told addison, bouncing on the balls of his feet excitedly. he was beyond ready to get off the campsite to do something other than hiking. while he enjoyed spending time with people, the physical piece of hiking was not his favorite. he didn’t like to sweat or get dirty, and hiking usually made both of those things happen - somehow he always ended up with dirt on his arms and legs. what was he doing wrong? he was dressed in patterned shorts with a random white tank paired with a bucket hat. “i feel like we need to do an impromptu photoshoot because it sounds like this place is cute as hell.”
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Race O’Clock
The gym that Adrian trained at for boxing was adjacent to a club gym that was open to membership for the general public. On days where he wasn’t doing a lot of skills training, he often went over to the public gym for cardio and just general strength training. Today was one of those days. He’d already ran a ridiculous amount when he’d been training with Hazel the day before, but the cardio honestly felt good considering all of the things on his mind as of late. The indoor track wasn’t too crowded yet, the work rush not quite there, and Adrian was trying to take advantage of it. He slowed his pace after another mile, leaning against the wall to take a breather before he saw a familiar face. “Wanna race?” he asked, knowing that his sometimes gym buddy would be a worthy opponent. @addieisamphitrite
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It was not uncommon for the local college bar to be incredibly crowded on Thursday nights. Not only was there a line wrapped around the block, but people were crammed into the small space, bumping elbows and spilling drinks all over one another as the alcohol began to set in. Having secured himself a table with some of his fraternity brothers near the back of the bar, Dawson stood, beer in hand, while his gaze surveyed the thick crowd. Their group seemed to be drawing a lot of attention from the females, but he had his eyes set on a familiar blonde currently perched atop one of the stools near the pool tables, her deliciously long legs on display for every male in the building to drool over. He’d been eyeing her all night, watching as guys approached and chickened out, turning away before they could reach her. Once she was finally alone, he broke away from his brothers and stopped by the bar to grab her a fresh drink before heading in her direction. Sneaking up behind her chair, he leaned in, his lips were close to her ear as he spoke, “Addison Draycott-- the woman of my dreams,” he handed over the drink, rounding the chair to get a look at her face, “Glad to see you here tonight. Broken any hearts yet?”
@addison-draycott
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@arsenic-and-silk-sheets (Addison & Val)

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You Rang?
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What was it? Two or three in the morning? No matter the time Val placed the glass of overpriced scotch down on the marble tabletop as he felt an electric breeze blow through the den. Something was terribly off. No sooner did the thought enter his mind did a portal slowly begin to form and spin. With each rotation gaining in size. Someone was beckoning him and there was only a handful who’d he granted the ability to have such a power over him. Not wasting a moment he walked into the black mass of shifting shadows as he felt the rush as a deafening whoosh blocked out any other sound. Bizarrely he’d journeyed to one of Pavlo’s establishments and from the moment exiting the portal into the hall, he could smell metallic scent of blood wafting in the air.
Quickening the pace he broke into a run after hearing the terrifying cries of a woman. Passing through the double doors of the kitchen his eyes in search of Addison which he now scented as well. He only saw the top of her head until he rounded the corner of the counter unit. The scene was ghastly. A man was sprawled across the floor as Addie was curled up in a corner. Val’s eyes went wide as he stepped on the man with little regard making his way over to the distraught woman. Taking a knee he hovered a second examining the situation: clothes were torn and hair in disarray as a stream of steady tears rolled down her cheeks. Knowing the corpse was the reason behind it he felt enraged he wasn’t able to doll out some revenge. With an abrupt shift of head, the dead man on the floor slid violently across the kitchen running into a wall in an attempt to get it the furthest away as possible. Brow knitted he did his best to comfort, “Shh...it’s alright. I’ll clean it up.”
#c:addison#c:addison&valdis#verse:demon#v;tbd#[worst title ever]#[also tumblr wouldnt let me tag you]
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even days later, the events from the bonfire were still ringing through roman’s head. specifically, his conversation with addison was sort of stuck in his mind - did she really think so poorly of the group? (and specifically austen?) it was weird to him. the situation held felt like the end of the world to roman, but it wasn’t like it was some huge scene - it just felt like the end of the world to him because it was his best friend. for everyone else though? he’d assumed it was just barely on their radar, and if it was? it was because roman was moping around and drinking his sorrows - so, it was sort of his fault. but maybe he was misreading the situation, after all, he had been drinking. maybe he’d missed something. when he spotted addison in the kitchen, he decided to say hi and see where things were at. maybe they could all just move past the bonfire. “hey, ads.”
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“I guess it didn’t take too much convincing on my end,” she acknowledged with a chuckle. “God, she would hate me,” Addison said with a laugh. “Williamsburg, huh? Try Cuba,” she countered with a grin.
“No it really didn’t. I would’ve gone to the laundry mat if you asked.” she chuckled. “I’m sure she wouldn’t hate you. She would just be...Sus.” she ran a hand through her long hair that was starting to curl back from her using a flat iron. “Okay, Cuba is a little farther than Williamsburg.” she laughed.
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@arsenic-and-silk-sheets (Addison)

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addiemontgcmery:
addison nodded her head with a chuckling, as he was right on the spot. half the people in the hospital were too busy trying to keep up with the gossip surrounding them to do their jobs correctly. while he was gone, addison went through a few charts to makes sure they were updated correctly and before she knew it he was back. the brunette looked up from the nurses station and gave the intern a slight smile. “thank you. you can scrub in, the surgery is in two hours. if you can go prep mrs.johnson, that’d be great. she’s on the fifth floor. here’s her chart.” addison stood up and handed him the chart, while taking her coffee.
Andrew smiled and nodded as he took the chart. “You sure you don’t want the other DeLuca?” He teased. He was often mistaken for his sister when it came to pages. While she was obviously more experienced, he didn’t try to let that bother him. “Anything else?” He asked her.
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