#champagns

[supercutts]

          ❛  are  we  live  ?  is  this  thing  on  ?  ❜    clack  clack  —  goes  an  acrylic  nail  tapping  against  phone  screen,  big  lip  -  glossed  smile  unfazed  by  her  bruised  ego  from  prior  events.  good  media  training  or  self  -  preservation,  either  could  be  the  reason  for  strained  niceties  in  front  of  hundreds  of  live  viewers  joining  her  instagram  live.    ❛  come  here,  babe.  ❜    she  gestures  for  her  boyfriend  to  join  her  on  -  camera.    ❛  we're  doing  a  quick  q  and  a  before  rehearsal,  so  ask  away,  ❜    says  to  the  viewers  flooding  the  comments.  the  chat  box  continues  to  move  so  quickly  she  can  barely  catch  any  words.    ❛  and  no,  my  boyfriend  is  not  single,  ❜    mina  jokes  back  at  the  messages  from  gushing  fans,  making  sure  to  give  his  cheek  a  little  peck  for  extra  measure.    ❛  you  wanna  go  first,  oli  ?  ❜ @champagns

[aftcrhours]

“she gets more annoying by the day if you can believe that.” couples therapy was not something dorian thought he would need to attend in order to annul his marriage to daphne. apparently, the court needed proof that they couldn’t stand each other. “she moves my things out of my room every time i leave. she refuses to acknowledge that this whole predicament that we’re in is her fault.” he continued, “i can’t even sleep at night for fear that she might snap and do something to harm me.” @champagns​

[29thdegree]

owen  pats  his  brother’s  shoulder  as  a  significant  show  of  pride  .  finding  one’s  soulmate  in  this  world  is  not  easy  ,  especially  with  such  a  difficult  family  behind  the  person  .  owen  knows  all  .  when  his  younger  brother  leaves  as  called  to  by  their  shared  mother  ,  it  is  just  owen  and  the  bride  –  the  beautiful  ,  blushing  bride  ,  he  can  see  .  this  may  be  the  only  opportunity  he  may  have  to  warn  her  .  save  her  .  “  how  are  you  feeling  ?  ”  is  his  opening  question  .  / @champagns .

[gatekepts-a]

          she can no longer deny her self-destructive tendencies, words leaving lips before mina could even stop them when her new boy toy had asked about tonight’s plans. her thoughts keep leading back to him, no matter how hard she tries to shake them. and now mina’s leaning against the bar, waiting for her and her date’s drink, overhearing various voices chattering about the band’s great performance. it doesn’t take long before she sees him, catching her eye rather quickly in the crowd. ❛ great show, ❜ she begins. acting normal, unconcerned almost, as she tosses long brown hair over her shoulder. ❛ i’m glad you finally nailed that bridge in the last song. ❜ she forces a small smile. @champagns​

[lowskey]

ྀ  ‧ ₊  ✩  ｡ °  ꒰ @champagns ꒱ . 💌

                                 DESPITE  KNOWING  THE  PASSWORD  that  allows  him  to  enter  her  home  ,  yejun  gives  it  another  knock  or  two  before  actually  putting  aforementioned  knowledge  to  use.  ''  cyn  !  you've  got  to  open  the  door  !  ''  the  man  looks  down  at  his  phone  ,  making  another  attempt  for  a  call  but  finding  her  device  to  be  turned  off  this  time.  an  exasperated  ,  quite  panicked  sigh  leaves  his  parted  lips  as  they  pocket  their  phone  and  begin  to  punch  in  the  numbers  of  her  front  door  ,  pushing  open  the  entrance  and  noticing  the  lights  are  on  ;  somebody's  home.  ''  cyn  ,  i've  had  to  put  my  life  on  the  line  for  this  shoot.  it's  vogue  !  they're  one  of  few  people  that  still  want  to  work  with  you  —  ''  his  voice  falls  dead  quiet  when  met  with  a  sight  he's  seen  in  the  movies  before.  hell  ,  he  might've  seen  it  happen  in  his  nightmares  if  he  thinks  really  hard.  ''  what  happened  ?  ''  part  of  yejun  is  surprised  at  how  calm  he  manages  to  bring  out  those  words  ,  giving  the  bloody  scenario.  ''  what  the  fuck  happened  ,  cynthia  ?  ''

[waveofstars]

@champagns sent: 28 & 18 from here < 3

DELAYED. The red letters next to her flight were giving her a raging migraine. It was the third time that day that it got delayed while snow came barreling down outside in a hurry. It was the first time in a long time that she’d be having a white Christmas, though this wasn’t exactly how she planned it. She knew that it was inevitable that the delay would turn into a cancellation, but she held onto hope for the simple reason that she had planned on going home to Texas for the holiday. 

Like any old lonely soul on Christmas, she found herself at one of the airport’s bars. While waiting for her drink, she sat back in her chair and watched as strangers passed through the airport. She spotted a family sitting at their gate, opening a present and laughing together. Seems like they were making the best out of a bad situation. A certain kind of longing hit her then, a sadness, and maybe a bit of envy. She didn’t want to be alone for Christmas. She sighed. Her drink was placed in front of her and it was then she realized it looked like she was staring at someone else inside the bar, rather than the family at the gate. With a sheepish smile, she apologized. “Sorry I was spacing out. Too busy moping about all these delays.”

[smthscoming]

for @champagns !!

"i am a veterinarian. i am a trained professional." the frustrated chanting under her breath did not change the fact that, at the moment, clem auclair was stacking packs of puppy pee pads in the front window of the waiting office that doubled as a pet shop for the town. the packs were extremely heavy and unwieldy, and clem was glad to be called away from her task by the jingling of the doorbell. she could already see who it was.

"how's my favourite customer?" she was pretty sure by this point that he didn't actually have a dog, but he was good company.

[popcultr]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @champagns

MUSE: reese huáng / 27 / pansexual

based on THIS plot

reese had gotten their text and she wasn't happy, she couldn't believe what they were saying. "is this some bullshit prank?" she texts back, feeling confused and a little bit upset, "cause if it is, this isn't funny".

[supercutts]

          she  should've  known  that  tagging  along  with  mina  to  the  monarchs  show  meant  being  the  third  wheel  all  night.  but  daisy  isn't  one  to  rain  on  the  new  lovers'  parade,  instead  roaming  her  way  backstage  to  at  least  try  to  get  to  know  the  band  a  little  better.  it  won't  be  long  before  their  agencies  give  in  to  the  overlapping  fans  of  the  two  groups  and  plan  a  collaboration  of  some  sort  between  them,  and  the  guitarist  is  determined  not  to  let  any  awkwardness  dissolve  their  potential  compatibility.    ❛  hey,  i  really  liked  that  last  song  of  your  set.  is  it  something  new  you're  working  on  ?  i  didn't  hear  it  on  your  last  album.  ❜    yes,  she  did  listen  to  their  entire  discography  before  coming.  just  in  case.    ❛  sorry  —  i'm  daisy.  i  play  the  guitar  in  sofia. i came with mina but she's off somewhere.  ❜ @champagns

[aftcrhours]

"sorry... i wouldn't of come had i known you were gonna be here." / @champagns

[29thdegree]

☆ put this star into the inbox of your favourite blogs. it’s time to spread positivity !

and this is why ur the only biss i've ever respected....... <3

[womansound]

                   she’s  been  awake  a  while  now,  stirred  by  the  feeling  of  arms  wrapped  around  her  waist.  the  streaks  of  light  that  glow  against  the  warmth  of  sheets  and  tangled  limbs  are  usually  welcome,  but  today  they  only  serve  as  a  reminder  that  the  night  is  over;  that  she  has  to  say  goodbye.  thena  turns  to  face  him,  memories  of  the  night  prior  fresh  in  her  brain  as  she  gazes  at  him  with  adoration  —  she’d  always  been  a  believer  in  fate,  but  last  night  had  made  her  feel,  truly,  like  nothing  she’d  ever  felt  before.  there’s  a  bittersweet  sentiment  that  settles  in  her  chest  as  her  hand  moves  to  gently  caress  jasper’s  face,  leaning  in  to  press  a  kiss  to  the  corner  of  his  mouth.  “hi.”  she  whispers,  smiling.  “g’morning.” // 🍓 ଘ(੭◌ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊ @champagns !

[lowskey]

ྀ  ‧ ₊  ✩  ｡ °  ꒰ @champagns​​​​​​​ ꒱ . 💌

                       THE  THINGS  SHE  DOES  FOR  LOVE  —  to  be  a  part  of  the  human  world  ,  to  be  walking  on  land  and  be  near  the  one  person  she  believes  to  be  good.  so  far  ,  all  the  humans  have  been  nothing  but  kind  and  caring  ,  proving  the  point  to  her  father  furthermore  that  they’re  good.  they’re  helping  her  navigate  on  her  feet  and  don’t  raise  a  brow  at  her  incapability  of  walking.  rather  overwhelmed  and  excited  at  the  same  time  to  be  out  on  the  land  ,  the  mermaid  grows  bashful  the  closer  she  gets  to  the  moment  of  meeting  him.

                      she’s  been  scrubbed  clean  from  front  to  back  ,  unfamiliar  with  the  sensation  of  it  —  of  whatever  they  call  the  prickly  sticks  they’ve  used  to  clean  her  back.  still  shuddering  and  feeling  rather  giddy  at  the  same  time  ,  the  mermaid-turned-human  is  brought  down  with  wobbly  and  hesitant  footsteps  to  meet  the  royal  family.  or  at  least  one  of  them.  ‘’  your  ...  your  highness  ,  ’’  sofia  slowly  bows  ,  trying  not  to  lose  her  balance  again.  not  in  front  of  him.  ‘’  it’s  an  honor  to  meet  you  ...  ’’  again.

[gatekepts-a]

happy birthday, oli <3

[swtsours-a]

she   should’ve   never   called   them   to   pick   up   the   rest   of   the   stuff   they   had   left   in   the   apartment   they   once   shared   .   would’ve   been   wiser   to   just   send   it   over   to   their   new   place   ,   except   ,   they   still   wouldn’t   give   her   their   new   address   .   so   here   she   was   ,   struggling   to   keep   her   composure   when   they   knew   the   exact   way   to   get   under   her   skin   .   “   you’re   pathetic   ,   you   know   that   ?   you   just   can’t   stand   that   i’m   not   wallowing   in   sadness   and   i’ve   moved   on   from   you   .   ”   she   doesn’t   even   know   why   she’s   wasting   energy   talking   to   them   .   explaining   herself   when   it’s   none   of   their   business   what   she’s   doing   now   .   “   just   ...   fucking   get   out   .   ”

[grimcovesarchive]

✉     closed  starter  delivered  to  @champagns​

❝   stop   —   it’s   okay.   they’re   not   worth   your   anger.   just   kiss   me.   ❞