Pairing: Austin Butler x singer/actress fem reader
!!!Everything fake!!!
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tmz
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tmz: Y/n and Joshua Bassett caught locking lips once again, this seems to be pretty solid if you ask us.
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fan34: omg they are fr!! I thought it was all a PR thing
↳fan12: it still could be, it's very likely
↳joshuafan: yeah definitely smells like PR
↳love4y/n: what if we're just too quick to judge
abfan: deep down I feel like she's still hung up on Austin
↳fan-ab: who wouldn't be😩😩
↳fan48: ugh back with this
hater3: she's just trying to prove that she can hold a man for longer than a few days
↳hater28: well seems like she's really trying
fan.love38: they look so cute 🥰 . I'm in love with them
↳fan111: same here.
↳fan.of.joshua: I'm obsessed with them
y/n4real.2002
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y/n4real.2002: Best-friend out now on all platforms. 📸: roxanne.02_b1tch
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tchalamet: proud of you sis!!!
↳y/n4real.2002: tchalamet thanks big brother. Love you 💜💜
↳fan283: ahh they are the cutest ever
↳tc-fan: he's always such a supporter
roxanne.02_b1tch: you're welcome for the photo
↳y/n4real.2002: roxanne.02_b1tch hahaha thanks girl, love you tons💜💜
↳fan281: I love their friendship
↳fans2: omg yes they are so iconic
taylorswift: a true mastermind
↳y/n4real.2002: taylorswift you know it 😉
↳tsfan: ma'am what does this little interaction mean? 🧐
↳taylor13-fan: we're clowning 🤡
austinbutler: definitely worth the wait
↳y/n4real.2002: austinbutler it's in my job description 😉
↳an.fan1: 👀 wait what??
↳austin-fan: I'm losing my mind over this
↳kaiafan23: 😡 hands off, he's taken
jackantonoff: one step
finneas: the first step
↳y/n4real.2002: finneas jackantonoff 👀👀
tchalamet
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tchalamet: my sister is amazing and she does it all. Go listen to her new song Best-Friend. #throwback to quarantine in Toronto, def do not miss that small apartment 😭
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y/n4real.2002: my heart could explode rn and hey I loved that apartment 😡
↳tchalamet: y/n4real.2002 Ik u did, weirdo
↳y/n4real.2002: tchalamet I'm not a weirdo 🥺
↳fan28: protect Y/n at all costs
↳fan4949: guys they are so cute
ab-fan13: Austin liked this you guys
↳austin_fan: omg he's literally confirming they're more than friends
↳fan-ep.ab: holly cow I can't believe this
fan1: they are so cute
tcfan25: Timmy always here with the big brother moves
y/n4real.2002
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y/n4real.2002: a big thank you to teutamatoshi for custom making this dress, you'll know what I've been up to pretty soon 😉 #orange
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austinbutler: looking fabulous in orange
↳y/n4real.2002: 🫣
↳aus.b.fan: what's that supposed to mean y/n4real.2002 ?!?!!?
↳fan4austin: they are messing with us
↳kaia.fan: this is so disappointing to see
teutamatoshi: 🧡🧡
↳y/n4real.2002: grateful ☺️
fan1: she looks so good
fan192: I'm not gonna lie, I'm only looking at your titties rn
↳austin-b-fan: I think I know someone who might be doing the same
↳fan.4.austin: if you know, you know 🧐
tchalamet: that's my sister everyone 👏👏
billboardcharts
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billboardcharts this weeks chart has some new entries form y/n4real.2002 debuting her first single, Best-Friend at number 3 and joshuabassett debuting with his song, Heaven is you, at number 9. This is the first time either of them enter the top 10. Congrats to them!!
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fan1: omg so proud of her 😭
fan19: her hard work is paying off
ts-fan: Taylor raised her baby well
joshua-fan: them being in the chart for the first time and together!!!!
↳fanofjoshua: I guess the PR stunt worked 🧐
↳fan193: I don't think they are PR
13fans.taylor: holly!!! She's walking on holly ground
↳taylor.s.fan: as her mom, Taylor, said - she'll know the way and then she'll say she got the map from me
y/n4real.2002
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y/n4real.2002 my next single Dandelions will be out on April 1st (no, it's not a joke 😔) thank you everyone for the amazing support and for listening to my gibberish, all I've ever wanted was to be heard by people I relate to, so thank you #dandelions #savethedate
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jackantonoff: so excited for this ☝️
↳y/n4real.2002: hehe ☺️
austinbutler: 🌺
↳y/n4real.2002: austinbutler glad to see you discovered emojis old man 😔
↳ab.fan292: this has no business being this funny
↳fankaia12: if by funny you mean pathetic and disgusting, then yeah, it's funny
fan1: I'm so excited to hear this new song agahahsk
↳y/n4real.2002: fan1 happy to hear
↳fan1: y/n4real.2002 I love you so much
joshualover: why has Joshua been missing her posts?👀
↳fan4joshua2: cause she's messing around
↳fan292: stop it, you have no right to comment on this
random post from yours truly as I work on the newest part of Hangman junior
I listen to music a lot as I write bc it helps me just focus and get on with what I'm doing
but as I was writing the other day, I was listening to 'Heaven is You' by Joshua Bassett and honestly I had to stop what I was doing bc it reminded me so much of Hangman junior universe Sereshaw and I wanted to appreciate the lyrics and get emotional for a moment
so yeah this is me telling you to listen to 'Heaven is You' by Joshua Bassett for Hangman junior universe purposes
(Mike comes home from work exhausted. Aricka takes care of him.)
(Content warnings: Aricka helps Mike take a bath, she washes/conditions his hair, gives him a back/shoulder rub, basically she pampers this sweet boy. If I missed anything let me know and I’ll fix it!)
It was late. Abby was curled up in her blanket fort asleep when Aricka heard the door open and Mike walk in. She stood up, walked across the room out to where she knew he’d be leaning against the door, and held her arms open to him.
When he registered her standing there, he sighed wearily as he took the two steps forward into her arms, both of his wrapped firm yet loosely around her middle. One of hers was around his back and the other was in his hair, scratching his scalp with enough pressure to be comfortable but not enough to hurt.
He sighed again, his breathing tickling her neck, as he’d pressed his face against the spot where neck and shoulder met. “Hi..” he mumbled. She kisses the spot she could reach, that being his cheek, and he melted further into her hold.
“Hi, Mikey. Long night?” An indecipherable noise escaped the blob of human being in her arms. “I can fix that if you want?” An agreeable sound this time. “First, let’s take a walk upstairs and get you in the bath, big boy. Soak the gross day away. Get you all relaxing. Hm?” A more hesitant but still willing noise. “Use your words, baby. Can’t hear you with all that grunting.”
“S’fine,” he says, tightening his grip on her. She shakes her head.
“Silly boy. I’m not going to leave you. Let’s go upstairs and get you taken care of.”
The pair make their way upstairs, Mike pausing to check on Abby himself, shaking his head when he saw her in her fort and not her bed, but they continued to his bedroom together. Aricka headed to the bathroom, where she had already set up some bath supplies, and began drawing a bath for her care-deprived boyfriend. Knowing his secret preference for self care items she added a generous amount of bubble bath solution to the tub and swirled it carefully; and when it reached a comfortable temperature she turned the water off.
Mike came in the bathroom shirtless; and she left him alone so he could get in the tub, and she set up a few things for them to do after the bath.
Mike called her back in, and she walks into the bathroom to see him sitting with his knees tucked under his chin in the tub, looking a little more nervous than usual. “I’m pretty sure a bath is supposed to be relaxing, sweetheart,” she said. “You’re more tense than a rusty spring.” She sits on the edge of the tub, putting her hands on his shoulders. “Would a back rub help?”
Another wordless sound is all she gets, and she carefully begins to rub the tensed up, tightened muscles under her hands. “Tip your head to the left for me baby,” she says softly, and he complied wordlessly, “okay; now the right.” He does, and once she’d worked out the kinks in his shoulders, her hands made their way to his neck, using her fingertips to apply pressure to the more stiff areas where he held the most tension.
It worked- she could feel the muscles melt under her touch, Mike leaning back against her warm hands like a cat seeking affection. She slid her hands down to his arms and kissed the top of his head, then his shoulder, and his cheek finally. “You don’t have to be so strong around me, Mike. I’m here for you. I wanna take care of you and Abby.”
His breathing caught, and his eyes were closed; but she bet if they were open she’d have seen a slick-wet shine of barely hidden tears. “Gonna wash your hair for you, is that okay?”
“Mhm,” he says- better than a nonsensical sound but still just noise. No talking. She reached for the shampoo- almost empty, she noticed- and poured some into her hands; working it into a lather before she began washing his curls, using her fingertips to massage his scalp like she had when he’d walked in the door moments earlier, and they were both quiet, both lost in their own thoughts.
“Tilt your head back, I don’t want the soap getting in your eyes,” Aricka says softly, almost afraid to speak any louder. He does, and his hair almost touches her shirt as she began carefully rinsing it, detangling his hair as she went. “Gonna do conditioner now. Okay?” He nods, almost completely boneless in her hands, and she sets to work on fully pampering her boyfriend, working the conditioner through his hair and letting it sit for a few minutes before she rinsed it out. “I got you a leave-in conditioner too, thought you might like how it made your hair feel,” she says. “I’m going to let you get washed off, I gotta grab the towels from the dryer. I’ll be back in a minute, okay?”
“M’kay.” Finally. Words. She smiles and kisses his cheek before getting up and walking down to the laundry room where the towels were freshly warm and dry. She carried them back to the bathroom, stopping back in Mike’s room to finish the prep for their next activity- a movie night. She lit a few candles in scents she knew Mike and her both liked, and got the movie of choice- “Forrest Gump”- set up to play.
She walks back into the bathroom with the towels in her hand and she smiles at what she saw- Mike, almost asleep in the tub, a discarded wash rag hanging over the bathtub handle.
He works too hard these days, she thought absently. Aricka walks over to the tub and kneels down, running her fingers through Mike’s chocolate-caramel curls. “Mikey…” she says softly. “Sweet boy, I got plans for us still. A nice movie, some cozy pajamas and comfort snacks.”
His eyes open to look at her sleepily, not wearily anymore, and he nods. She holds the towels out to him and turns to face the bed as he gets out and dries off, donning the pajamas she’d got for him to wear. He steps up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her cheek as she had him a moment ago. The pair silently make their way to the bedroom and Mike makes an appreciative humming sound as he climbs in the freshly made bed and looks at Aricka expectantly.
She laughs and climbs in, reaching for the remote on the bedside table as he snuggles up to her and she wraps an arm around him protectively. “We can talk tomorrow,” she says. “Right now, we can watch a movie and fall asleep together. You and me.”
They lapse into a comforting silence, her hand carding through the still-drying curls, his hand rubbing her side absently. He tilts his head up, looks at her in the eyes. She tilts her head to the side. “Tomorrow,” he says before yawning. “I’m retuning the favor. Giving you the care you gave me tonight.” She smiles sweetly down at him, leaning so their lips connect, and his hand comes up to cup her cheek. “… I love you,” he says shyly.
Aricka beams and kisses him once more. “And I love you, my sweet, good boy.” She brushes the back of her hand against his face, thumb sweeping across the rosy apple of his cheek as his eyes slip shut. “Rest now, darling. I’m here. I won’t let anything bad happen to you.”
I always thought that what's been broken can't be bought, and now I'll never not be running from my past. To think that I could be deserving of an angel, didn't cross my mind 'til you fell in my lap. And I'm not one to fall in love too fast, but something tells me this one's gonna last. I always heard there was a heaven, I never knew if it was true. But darlin', ever since I met you, I know that heaven is you.
You're all I'll ever want. You're all I'll ever need. You're all I've ever dreamed of having... I know that heaven is you.
-”Heaven is You”, Joshua Bassett
New Year’s Eve was an exciting time for Ricky, Gina, and the rest of the theater crowd. Ashlyn hosted another infamous party at her house with a lot of Root Beer, Carlos’ High School Musical board game, and there was even a photo area for pictures. Ricky spent the night wrapped around Gina’s finger, about as tight as his ring was around his pinky. She didn’t seem to mind. It was nice being able to be a couple in front of their friends. Ricky still didn’t take that for granted.
Before the ball dropped at midnight, Ricky took Gina outside to talk to her about the next year.
“I can’t believe everything is going by so fast. I wish it would all just slow down,” Ricky reminisced, feeling the snow tickle his nose.
Gina was standing next to him, her arms wrapped around one of his arms. Her hair was in her natural curls, falling gracefully to the sides of her head. She had on a blue turtleneck and jeans, paired with a large white puffer jacket and white lace-up snow boots. Ricky couldn’t help but think of their night in the woods last month, with the snow melting in her hair. She looked as angelic now as she did back then.
“Me too,” Gina rested her head on his shoulder. “Me too, Ricky Bowen”.
Ricky rested his head on hers as they stared off into the night sky, stars filling the breaks between the clouds. Ricky knew it was important to talk about “it”, but he didn’t know how. This thing that had been weighing on his mind about the future and what it would mean to be apart from Gina for at least a year. It made his stomach turn- a weird contrast to such a beautiful night.
“... Ricky?” Gina piped up.
“Yeah?”
“There’s something I need to tell you...” Gina began.
Oh no, Ricky panicked. Is she dumping me already? We just gave each other promise rings. Or is that why she gave me promise rings? She wants to dump me and come back to me later?
“I am really excited to help choreograph this dance for the movie. I already exchanged numbers with the other choreographer, Krystal, and she’s incredible. She is willing to listen to my ideas and I’ve watched some of her dances- we have a similar style,” Gina boasted.
“That’s it?” Ricky accidentally said his thought out loud. Luckily, Gina didn’t seem offended.
“No...” Gina said suspiciously.
Yikes, Ricky thought to himself.
“It got me thinking...” Gina continued. “I always thought I wanted to be in the theater industry because I love acting.... but I think I want to do more than that. I think I want to help choreograph for tv and films. I still want to act too, but I would love to do both. Producers act in their own shows all of the time... why can’t I choreograph too?”
Ricky’s confusion turned from panic to pride. He was ecstatic that Gina was wanting to do something so amazing with her future. It was one of the many reasons he looked up to her- she found her “pushiness” exhausting, he found it motivating. Ricky gave Gina a slightly awkward hug with his free arm.
“That’s great, Gi! I’m so proud of you!” Ricky bolstered.
Gina hesitated. “Really?... I thought you’d be upset?”
“Why would I be upset?”
“Because I think I want to go to college in New York. If you decide to stay in Salt Lake...” Gina erred on the side of caution.
“I never said I was staying in Salt Lake,” Ricky tried correcting her kindly.
“I-I’m sorry. I just thought-”
“-Because I’m such a homebody, I would want to stay in Salt Lake,” he chimed in, concluding her sentence.
“Yeah, sorry,” Gina said, sheepishly.
Ricky felt bad. He didn’t want Gina to feel sorry about the assumption. In fact, it made sense to him that anyone would think that considering how hard he’s fought change in the past. Lately he’d been trying really hard not to think about college. Not because he hated the idea, but more because he didn’t know where he would go after he graduated.
“Gina...” Ricky now turned to look at her. He brushed a hair strand from her eyes, moving his hand to her cheek so it was cupping her face. She seemed embarrassed. “You don’t need to be sorry. I just...”
“Haven’t thought about it yet?” Gina now finished his sentence.
“Something like that,” he replied.
Ricky stayed staring into Gina’s eyes, not wanting to miss a single detail. They were deep brown, so deep it was like he could fall in them and get lost forever. They had this entrancing effect and the only thing that could have pulled him out of them, the New Years countdown, had just started. It didn’t work. Ricky kept staring at Gina as their friends counted in the house.
“Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three... two... one! HAPPY NEW YEAR!” they shouted unanimously.
“Happy New Year, Gina Porter”.
“Happy New Year, Ricky Bowen”.
Ricky leaned in, holding Gina’s arm with one hand, his other still on her cheek. He gave her a long kiss, full of ache, passion, and hope. He had to hope that whatever decision he made about school, would be a good one.
The pair stood back together as they had before: side by side, Gina’s arms holding Ricky’s arm. Celebratory fireworks were going off, announcing the start to a new beginning. Gina placed her head back on Ricky’s shoulder before she asked him one more question.
“Ricky?” she said quietly.
“Yeah?”
“Will you go to the Sweethearts dance with me?”
“I thought you’d never ask,” Ricky said with a grin.
“I’ll take that as a yes?” Gina giggled.
“In every language: Oui, Si, Ja, Yes.” Ricky jokingly quoted from their last play.
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The next week at school finally felt a little bit normal. The students were beginning to return to classes, the movie was in the last phase of filming, and Gina had decided not to return to the dance team. Dani was still on it as captain, even though she had dropped out of theater (she dropped out immediately after her brutal awakening after the last show). Life was a lot more peaceful with Gina having a freed up schedule and Dani not harassing her every hour of the day.
Gina was hoping that all of her experience choreographing theater shows, including the spring one, would give her a chance at making it into a good school. The song number Gina was working on with Krystal was a sort of “reprise” of “Stick to the Status Quo”, which was why it needed a two-man team. It was a big number to live up to. Gina was fantastic at dance and just about everything else, so Ricky knew she could handle it.
Gina had returned Ricky’s guitar back to him and now instead of her coming to his house most nights, he was coming to hers- ending the night with more pages of The Chronicles of Narnia. He liked this new tradition they had started and Gina had given him the exciting news that the series wasn’t close to over. There were eight other books. Eight more books worth of nights with Gina, kissing her goodnight, and sneaking out her window. Eight more books worth of days spent at Gina’s house, getting to know Mrs. Porter, learning more of Gina’s favorite recipes, and having dance parties in her kitchen. Eight more books worth of memories, the knowledge of tomorrow, and hope that Ricky would get to see Gina again soon. These books became a lifeline for the couple.
This was how Ricky spent every day in January until one particularly cold afternoon about mid-month. Ricky and Gina were sitting on her bedroom floor, working on some math homework together, when Ricky got an urgent text from his dad. It read:
Get home pronto. Bring Gina. It’s important.
Ricky showed Gina the text message with his familiar confused eyebrow, slinging it’s way up his face.
“Let’s go,” Gina said nudging her head toward the door before Ricky nodded back. The two threw on their black and pink converse and ran over as quick as they could. Their shoes got incredibly wet from the deep snow that was beginning to pile on outside. Ricky wouldn’t be surprised if a storm was rolling in.
Ricky and Gina burst hand-in-hand through the door, throwing their soggy shoes to the side. Mike was sitting at the end of his small kitchen table, staring at a flower vase that sat in the middle. His hands were grasping the sides of the table tight, as though Mike was trying to hold it from shaking. He didn’t even acknowledge Ricky and Gina; he just stayed staring at the vase. Ricky approached Mike cautiously, not sure if he was having a breakdown or something else.
“...Dad?” Ricky took a couple more steps, Gina trailing in behind him. “...Everything ok?”
Nothing.
Ricky cautiously approached Mike’s side of the vase. Ricky saw the vase and was convinced there was nothing there at first, but what he didn’t see was the box underneath it. It had a ring inside.
The ring was spectacular- it must have cost Ricky’s dad a fortune. Ricky tried not to worry about where the money had come from for Mike to be able to afford it, but the thought did enter his mind at least once. The band was gold, the diamond had to have been at least 2 carats, and there were two smaller diamonds that dotted the sides of the main diamond. The diamond was square cut and stood high from it’s band, proudly showing off it’s extravagance.
Ricky looked at Gina as she looked back at him. She approached Ricky slowly, placing her pinkie finger around Ricky’s. The three stood in silence, for several seconds, staring at the ring before Gina finally spoke up.
“... Mr. Bowen? ...Were you thinking about... proposing?” Gina said warily.
Mike acted as though he didn’t hear Gina, until suddenly his head moved slowly up and down, two times. Then he became frozen again.
“...is that why you texted us to come here?” Ricky asked, not sure what to feel or think. It was like every blood vessel in his body had become numb, immovable.
“Yes, Ricky. That’s why I texted for you to come here,” Mike finally replied. Ricky realized that his recurrent absence of words might be genetic.
“... Mr. Bowen, I’m assuming because you asked me to come here, it would be ok if I gave my opinion?” Gina questioned, still tip toeing around every word.
“I needed someone who could keep their head on straight during a crisis,” Mike complimented, his eyes furthering their gaze into the ring.
“...I’m not the best in crisis, Mr. Bowen. You might be thinking of someone else. I can hardly improvise,” Gina looked at Mike suspiciously. Mike didn’t speak, so Gina resumed. “Anyway, I was going to say, if Miss Jenn feels right, then she is right. Maybe you needed to be with Lynn to know who you were actually supposed to be with”.
“Sometimes I wish I did it right the first time,” Mike finally broke contact with the ring to look at Ricky. “I’m sorry for that”.
“Believe me, there’s a reason it’s called the ‘first time’” Gina replied, Mike not looking at her. “But don’t be afraid to give the second person a little faith,” Ricky could feel Gina smile at him out of his peripherals.
“Dad, you don’t need to be sorry. I’m sorry for all of the grief I gave you when you and mom separated. It was really hard for me to adjust to any of this... I just want you to be happy,” Ricky confessed. And he meant it.
And without a moments notice, it was like those words were all Mike needed to hear. He stood up and gave Ricky a large hug- so tight he almost couldn’t breathe- and then when Mike stood back, arms on Ricky’s shoulders, Ricky could see a tear had fallen down Mike’s face.
“Thank you,” Mike breathed out.
Ricky gave a few small head nods in recognition of Mike’s appreciation.
“What next?” Gina asked, her pinky still holding Ricky’s. He could feel her promise ring.
“I guess,” Mike’s hands squeezed Ricky’s shoulders, “it’s time for me to propose”. He looked at Gina with a huge grin, “Again”.
The three of them set up the entire living room with candles. Candles that draped over the fireplace, on every window sill, on the side tables, and even a few on the floor. Ricky made a promise to himself that once they were lit he would stand near the fire extinguisher... just in case.
The three also threw red rose petals all over the floor, placed extra blankets on the chairs and couches to make the room feel more comfortable, and Gina even helped Mike bake one of Miss Jenn’s favorite winter treats: glazed orange rolls.
About 8:30 that night, there was a knock on the door. Ricky rushed to turn off the lights and hid in the kitchen-next to the extinguisher- while he heard Gina greet Miss Jenn.
“Miss Jenn! Come in!” Gina exclaimed, trying to carry her voice over her shoulder.
“Oh, Gina. You’re going to want to go home soon. There’s a big storm outsi-” Miss Jenn’s words halted. Miss Jenn was finally in view of Mike. Gina ran over excitedly to Ricky and crouched next to him. Ricky was sure Miss Jenn could now see the two of them, but they remained crouched.
Miss Jenn walked down the rose petals to the fireplace where Mike stood in a suit (Ricky wanted Mike to just wear something casual, but Gina insisted the occasion warranted a suit). Her hands were clasped over her mouth, taking in everything as her eyes watered. Ricky figured she was savoring the sight of every of every candle, every petal, Mike.
Gina grabbed her phone and began taking photos, while Ricky recorded a video with his. This was also one of Gina’s suggestions, because she was sure Miss Jenn would kill both of them if they didn’t have memories of the moment. Ricky agreed.
Once Miss Jenn got to Mike, he grabbed both of her hands and said, “Jenn, I have been waiting my whole life to find a woman like you. Someone fun, spontaneous, who cares about Ricky and me and wants to make our lives good. You came into my life in a time that I thought I only had two options: be alone with myself or be alone with someone else. Neither of those options worked for me, but they didn’t need to because you came along and became my best option. The one I never expected or planned for, but exceeded anything I ever thought I deserved. If you say no, I understand. Just please don’t say maybe”.
Ricky watched as Mike got down on one knee, Miss Jenn crying with her usual theatrics. She was obviously going to make this whole event bigger than it was, but Mike seemed to love every second of it. Mike took out the box with the ring from his suit coat pocket and held it out to Miss Jenn, the diamonds seemingly shining brighter than before.
“Jenn, will you marry me?” Mike asked, hands shaking.
“Yes!” Miss Jenn cried out certainly. She held out her left hand as Mike slid the ring on her finger, before he stood up and kissed her. The ring was a little big on Miss Jenn’s finger. It fell sloppily to the side as she held Mike’s face and kissed him back. Ricky continued to record as Gina snapped more photos. After they finished kissing, Miss Jenn requested a few more formal photos from Gina.
Ricky had no idea Mike and Jenn had been planning on marriage, but he couldn’t say he wasn’t expecting it eventually. The mixed bag of emotions made his head feel dizzy: first, he was so happy seeing his dad’s light back. He beamed without reason and had been for awhile since dating Miss Jenn. Second, Miss Jenn did have motherlike qualities to Ricky. Ricky was glad he was graduating so he didn’t have to live in the same house as his teacher, but he couldn’t help but feel a little sad that he wouldn’t be in the same house as his step-mom... unless, of course, he decided to stay nearby for college. Which then led to his third thought: Gina. This made Ricky start thinking about his promise ring... and was it really a promise that they would be together forever? And wouldn’t forever include a marriage just like now? He wasn’t mad at the option, it just felt like a lot of information overloading his system at once.
Ricky’s thoughts didn’t have long to derail however, because they were cut off by Miss Jenn asking, “Ricky? What do you think?”
“Hmm?” Ricky refocused, realizing he definitely missed the original question.
“Do you want to start calling me Jenn? I’d be ok if you called me that at school too,” Miss Jenn offered sweetly.
Ricky thought about it for a moment. What was he going to call her? Definitely not mom- she would never replace his mom. But Jenn- he liked it. It wouldn’t work for every occasion, but he knew how to manage that.
“How about I call you Miss Jenn at school, but Jenn every where else?” Ricky compromised.
“Deal,” Jenn smiled.
Ricky ran up to the newly engaged couple and gave them a massive hug, both of their arms wrapping around him warmly. Gina saw the opportunity and insisted on getting some photos of the three together before they ate orange rolls (Gina had a regular orange).
After the four ate their celebratory snack, Ricky asked Gina if he should still swing by to read to her. Nervously, Gina looked out the window and saw the storm was really beginning to come down.
“Give me a ride home and we’ll call it even?” she requested, biting her lower lip jokingly.
Ricky rolled his eyes as he laughed. “Ok, c’mon, I’ll take you home. Do you want to borrow a pair of my boots, though?”
Gina bent down and felt her converse. “No, they seem pretty dry now. I’ll just wear these back”,
Ricky grabbed his keys and drove Gina back to her house, giving her a kiss goodnight in the car. Before Gina stepped out, she stopped and said, “I am so glad we went, Ricky. Makes me think what we might be like someday.” Gina softly smiled at Ricky.
What if there isn’t a someday? Ricky thought nervously. He shook his head at the thought. He knew he had more time to think about the future later.
The next day was the announcement of the new musical. The students stood anxiously around the stage as they waited for Jenn to come in. Gina was on the opposite side of the stage, whispering to Ashlyn and Maddox who were surprisingly holding hands? Ricky wondered if he had missed something big between the two on New Years Eve.
Jenn walked in, a grin as wide as the city. She spoke loudly as she made her way up the stage. “Wildcats, I have two amazing announcements,” Ricky could see she was purposely keeping her left hand covered with her right. “The first, is that I have the new musical prepped and ready for you too audition to. I decided to keep it a surprise up to audition day, so I could have your most... authentic selves audition. This play is all about authenticity, so use that to your advantage”.
Gina shot Ricky a mischievous grin, which he winked back at playfully.
“Secondly,” Jenn raised her left hand and flashed her ring. The entire stage broke out in whoops and hollers, racing over to gush over her new piece of jewelry. After a few minutes of Jenn answering some questions (such as “when is the wedding?” and “is it weird being Ricky’s stepmom?”), Jenn asked everyone to gather in a theater circle and hold hands.
Gina walked over and grabbed Ricky’s hand, smoothing the storm trying to erupt in his stomach. Hearing Jenn talk about all of these unanswered questions was stressful for Ricky. This potential new life reminded him of all of the things he still didn’t have planned for his future. The thoughts were persistent, if not annoying. And yet, he kept shoving them off. It was easier that way.
Ricky hoped Gina couldn’t feel how warm his hand was.
“Now it’s time for the moment you’ve been waiting for... The show everyone wants to know about...” Jenn held onto every word, feasting on the eagerness of her students. “We’re going to do.... The Greatest Showman!”
The entire stage exploded in excitement again. No one knew what to expect from this new play, but since Jenn was going off of intuition, Ricky had a gut instinct he would play Zac Efron’s character again. This archetype just seemed in the cards for him. He promised himself he wouldn’t let Zac know if he could help it. Ricky was thankful for Zac bringing about Dani’s downfall, but he still couldn’t get on board with being called “Little Zac”.
“Ok, everyone will have half an hour to prepare this section of ‘This is Me’,” Jenn directed as she ran to the piano bench and pulled out lyric sheets from it. “Please use your time wisely and think about how you can show off your acting skills as you sing. Be yourselves!”
Jenn followed this sentiment with her personalized soprano-saturated version of “Tightrope”. The students were used to this tradition by now, that they usually just stood around, waiting for it to be over. Jenn hit a life-altering note before she finally sent the students off to practice.
The students had sorted themselves and all rehearsed separate from each other, even Ricky and Gina. This song was difficult for Ricky to find authenticity to, because... he wasn’t really sure who he was. He knew he had deep feelings for Gina, he knew he liked theater and skateboarding (which, now thinking about it, he hadn’t done in awhile), he knew Jenn was going to be his step mom, and he knew that a year ago he wouldn’t have known a thing about this musical. He saw it one time with Nini, but it was watching it with Gina that helped him remember what happened.
Jenn randomly decided the auditioning spots and somehow Ricky was going to be last, with Gina right before him. Gina was sitting next to Ricky in the audience when she got up to audition. Delighted, she ran up on stage and took the mic out of the stand. She took a couple of grounding breaths before she started to sing:
I am not a stranger to the dark
Hide away, they say
'Cause we don't want your broken parts
I've learned to be ashamed of all my scars
Run away, they say
No one'll love you as you are
But I won't let them break me down to dust
I know that there's a place for us
For we are glorious
And then... Gina did something unexpected. She walked downstage... to Ricky as she carried on:
When the sharpest words wanna cut me down
I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown 'em out
I am brave, I am bruised
I am who I'm meant to be, this is me
Fiercely, she grabbed Ricky’s hand, serenading him in his seat:
Look out 'cause here I come
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
I'm not scared to be seen
I make no apologies, this is me
Gina completely took Ricky by surprise when she pointed the microphone at him, silently urging him to join. Ricky surprised even himself by when he grabbed Gina’s microphone to begin the next verse:
Another round of bullets hits my skin
Well, fire away 'cause today, I won't let the shame sink in
Ricky and Gina ran up to stage, Ricky still leading the song:
We are bursting through the barricades and
Reaching for the sun
Yeah, that's what we've become
They had finally reached the stage, when Ricky felt the rest of the world melt around him. All he saw was Gina, encouraging a bravery that sent endorphins blitzing through him as he continued to sing:
I won't let them break me down to dust
I know that there's a place for us
Just when it couldn’t get any better for Ricky, Red handed Gina another microphone so they could sing in unison:
For we are glorious!
Although Jenn only asked for a small portion of the song, they finished the piece together. Singing with Gina made Ricky feel like a kid again- happy and carefree. He finally understood the metaphor of being “in harmony” with someone. Gina brought out so much more in him than he thought he was capable of- she made his music come to life. He never felt this way about anyone. It was strange and exciting and adrenaline inducing. He never wanted it to end.
Once the song came to a complete end, Ricky and Gina stood side-by-side, panting and smiling from the rush of the performance. The rest of the theater kids stood up and cheered as Ricky stood back, letting Gina bow. Jenn nodded her head proudly, meeting Ricky’s line of sight. Jenn had already made the right decisions for her characters. Ricky felt it.
About ten minutes later, as per Jenn’s typical nature, Carlos ran in with the audition sheets. A herd of people trampled over Ricky, forcing him to wait back for a few seconds before looking at the list. Ricky held Gina’s hand as they walked over to the paper. He felt her give his palm a tight squeeze.
P.T. Barnum............. Jet
Charity Barnum............ Maddox
Phillip Carlyle......... Ricky
Anne Wheeler..............Gina
Lettie Lutz “Bearded Lady”...........Kourtney
Jenny Lind.......... Ashlyn
Charles Stratton “General Tom Thumb”........ Big Red
Ricky felt a slight twinge of fear as he read his name. He knew for a fact this was the role he was going to play and yet it still made him nervous. Everyone else was going to be so comfortable in their roles- they knew that those parts were meant for them- but Ricky? Why this part? Why does he always get the parts that sit in Zac’s shadow? He only tolerated Zac, so why did this keep happening?
Everyone else, of course, had their own input about their parts.
“I can’t believe I’m playing the lead!” Jet hollered, pushing a fist in the air.
“I can’t believe I’m playing the lead’s... wife?! Miss Jenn, are you serious?” Maddox fussed before chasing Jenn down the hallway. By the way she ran, Jenn definitely knew the fire she had started.
“I hate Jenny Lind so much.... she’s perfect for me!” Ashlyn gushed.
“Oh no, if I have to wear a beard, I swear...” Kourtney threatened a now-disappeared Jenn.
“Wait, if I’m playing Anne’s brother... that means, I get to choreograph stunt work!” Carlos chimed in, Gina overhearing him and putting the pieces together for what their performance might entail.
“Oh my gosh, Ricky! We’re going to play Phillip and Anne! I’m Anne Wheeler. That means we might get to do acrobatics!” Gina squealed, holding Ricky’s arm and jumping up and down.
Her excitement only made the uncomfortable feeling worse. Acrobatics? Ricky could barely dance without two left feet, how in the world was he going to perform stunts high in the air? Ricky uncomfortably remembered that Gina could probably do this in her sleep without practicing. She was always good at this kind of thing.
“Yeah... ha ha. Can’t wait,” Ricky said, clenching his teeth into a smile. This could all definitely wait.
Over the next few days, Ricky came to the High School Musical 4 choreography rehearsals for the last number that needed filmed. He would sit with the main cast (which Zac was always thrilled about) as he watched Gina dance. He enjoyed watching her create such a beautiful number, but sometimes the enjoyment disappeared because racing thoughts took it’s place.
Ricky had a lot of time to think during these rehearsals- sometimes too much time. He often thought of Gina going to New York and him possibly staying in Salt Lake... did he decide this or was he just thinking this because of what was assumed? He didn’t hate the idea, but he never stated wanting it. Then he would think of being around his dad and Jenn if he did stay in Salt Lake. It was amazing to him that his dad was so sure of his decision to marry, again. And that the timing just worked itself out. Or that the timing worked out that Gina would get this chance to choreograph a dance for the film. Or how about the fact that Zac, Vanessa, Lucas, Monique, Corbin and so many others had this movie opportunity fall into their lap?
Every person in Ricky’s life seemed like they had their “destiny” laid out before them. It was as if some “all-knowing” source put every person around him in a room and showed them a power point of their life. Everyone easily knew their place, except for Ricky.
On the last Friday of the month, these thoughts wouldn’t stop. Normally they appeared relentlessly, attacking any joy Ricky could have in watching his girlfriend dance. But this Friday in particular, Ricky’s thoughts became too much for him. Gina was only about halfway through with rehearsal when Ricky started to feel his chest tighten with worry. Zac and Corbin were sitting next to him in the cafeteria, eating sandwiches and talking about their lives after their last day of filming.
Ricky stood up quickly and said, “I need some air”.
Ricky heard Zac ask “what’s up, Little Zac?” behind him, but he ignored Zac as he jogged into the school hallway. The only thing Ricky seemed to know how to do was worry lately. About a minute later, after Ricky had made some headway down the hall, he heard footsteps running up behind him.
“You good, buddy?” Zac pushed. Ricky was frustrated, but he needed to get out what was on his chest. It pushed and pushed until Ricky felt unmovable. He had to release the heavy energy holding him down... for himself, for Gina. He recognized that maybe it was time he finally talked.
Was Ricky really about to confide in Zac again?
“I just... I just need some time to think,” Ricky said, now leaning against a wall, hunched over with his hands massaging his forehead. He didn’t know why it was so hard to just say how he felt.
“What’s going on?” Zac prodded.
The entire situation felt so frustrating to Ricky. He didn’t understand why Zac couldn’t wait for a minute to let Ricky process his thoughts. He began to revert his previous thoughts, feeling like Zac might not be the best man for the job. Far too nosey. The air still felt stifling and he figured it was because this extra body was near him.
“Dude, I just said, I need a minute. Can you leave?” Ricky snapped.
“I can... but I won’t,” Zac shrugged sincerely.
Ricky was fed up with Zac’s persistence. He said before he wanted to be alone and he didn’t understand why Zac couldn’t follow this simple request. Ricky angrily turned around and began to walk away.
“Sorry, being angsty won’t work on me,” Zac giggled.
“Oh, you think this is funny?” Ricky resisted.
“A little,” Zac admitted.
“So, you think it is so funny that,” Ricky began as he walked toward Zac. Before he knew it, he was getting in Zac’s face, as thought he were sizing Zac up, “I am beyond stressed out about college- if I even choose to go, Gina might be leaving for New York, my dad is getting remarried so he might not even want me around, it’s senior year and I have to leave half of my friends and half of my friends might not even talk to me ever again!” Ricky was nearly yelling at this point. “You think it is so funny, do you?! Welcome to the real world, Zac! Take a big old look around! It’s not like your movies! It sucks and it sucks even worse when it feels like you can’t do anything and everyone else has their whole life mapped out but you!”
“I see why they made you play Troy,” Zac remarked.
No matter how serious Zac was being now, that sentence was his final straw. Ricky was Ricky, but who even was Ricky at this point? He didn’t even know. He was always just “Troy” or “Little Zac” or what every one else thought he was supposed to be. He was sick of not knowing and sick of only being known for someone else’s name.
Ricky took a deep breath.
“I’m done with you,” Ricky said before he attempted to walk away for what felt like the tenth time.
“No, you’re not,” Zac said behind him.
“Yes, I am!” Ricky waved his hand as he kept walking.
“No, you’re not. You wouldn’t have admitted all of that if you actually were,” Zac called back.
This made Ricky stop. He didn’t turn around, but maybe Zac had a point. Why did he just dump all of information on Zac if he truly didn’t want him to know?
“Look, I know you hate me comparing you to me or other characters. You don’t think I see it? I see how annoyed you get. But I think you get mad because you’re afraid to admit how similar you are. You just finished High School Musical 3, didn’t you? The only person who knows Troy as well as I do... is probably you. He went through a lot of similar issues that you’re going through. Maybe you need to take some guidance from him,” Zac suggested.
Ricky didn’t turn back around, but he also didn’t keep walking. When he heard Zac walk away, Ricky’s feet felt stapled to the ground, leaving him alone to his thoughts. Zac wasn’t wrong, as much as Ricky didn’t want to admit it. Troy’s life was planned out for him since the first movie. It was always Troy and Chad- Gabriella threw this big, beautiful wrench in the plan. But Troy wasn’t mad about it. He even decided to be with Gabriella in California.
Ricky wasn’t sure he wanted to go to to school in New York. He wasn’t sure what school he wanted to go to at all. He felt like he was second guessing everything in his life, when everyone else seemed so sure of theirs. Like they miraculously knew what they were meant to do and he had no guidance on his life path. He was happy for them, really, but he just wished he had that same reassurance too.
joshua bassett. he/they. cis man. › spotted at the met steps , vincent 'vinnie' sawyer , most likely listening to blue world by mac miller with their airpods pro . the twenty four gained quite a reputation , known to be -secretive yet +selfless to anyone who knows them . you'll easily spot them when you hear about finger drumrolls before making an announcement , waking you up with 3am voice messages with random thoughts – irrelevant and not important enough to wake up for , making up random stories during interviews to confuse the audience ; leaving not a single article to be true , a batch of ripped papers on his bed & broken pencils as a result of songwriting for seven hours , followed by bad boy by carolina herrera . latest nepoupdates article talks about vinnie sawyer's newest song release spectaculated to be about muse 2i and not about his girlfriend , but i guess any reputation is good reputation .
𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 #𝟏𝟕 : josie seong and vinnie sawyer have been called the it couple for the past two years . every party , every candid resulted in viral tweets praising them , people wished to be like that . for the past two years , nothing ever came between them , until vinnie is offered to go on worldwide tour as one of the supporting acts to one of the biggest band in the music industry recently , together with muse 2i . josie and vinnie’s relationship was put out to the test when what came between them were different timezones , busy schedules and sudden duet between vinnie and muse 2i , sparkling an affair rumors which muse 2i feeds gp into . and after six months , tour ends with a closing night in new york and it’s the first time when josie and vinnie can see each other , except there’s an uncertainness about their relationship’s future , especially with muse 2i around .
𝐓𝐖𝐎 . 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒔
full name : vincent nathan sawyer . nicknames : vinnie . dob : jan 3rd . age : 23 . birthplace : pairs , france . citizenship : french - american . current residence : new york , new york . gender : cis man . orientation : bisexual . languages : french , english , swedish , polish , latin . occupation : musician . education : completed private / boarding school . big 3 : capricorn sun , scorpio moon , aries rising . character parallels : christopher wilde ( starstruck ) , aki menzies ( gossip girl ) , ricky bowen ( high school musical the musical the series ) , jess mariano ( gilmore girls ) , jj maybank ( outer banks ) , xavier thorpe ( wednesday ) . currently listening to : heaven angel , new person , same old mistakes , blind , i’m in love with you , about you , boyfriends , sex on fire , blue world , cinderella , high infidelity . voice claim : joshua bassett . career claim : joshua bassett .
𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 . 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒍
biological father : gabriel sawyer , 50 . occupation : executive music producer . biological mother : sabrina sawyer , 48 . occupation : former high fashion model , current professional dance choreographer . biological sister : camille sawyer , 20 . occupation : law student . family financial status : high upper class , wealthy .
𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 . 𝒃𝒊𝒐𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒚
google's definition of a nepotism baby , born to a freshly married and in love couple of gabriel sawyer ; famous executive producer , often credited on the top of billboard's albums , as well as collaborated with multiple top artists , from mariah carey to ariana grande , dua lipa or olivia rodrigo , and sabrina sawyer , former high fashion model loved by top designers such as versace , dior , mugler etc . and currently one of the best professional dance choreographers , highly desired by the music industry to work with . vinnie had his entire life secured the moment first pictures of sabrina with baby bump leaked .
saying he was raised with a silver spoon in his mouth is a disgrace as they'd be most likely seen wearing golden diapers if possible . spoiled left and right from their parents , family and family's friends and as vinnie grew up , he quickly became people's magazine and tmz's most loved . despite being raised in circumstances that everyone else would be rotten spoiled , vinnie was everything but that . always polite , always making a conversation with everyone and never left without wishing you a good day . days spent on playground only to come back when the evening came closer , all muddy and bruised with his perfectly curled hair now wet from the sweat but his face was always red , biggest smile glowing up his face from the happiness after the entire day . when their younger sister was born , she became absolutely everything to vinnie ; probably a bigger apple of the eye for him than their parents .
the sawyers moved out of france when gabriel was offered to start his own record label . it only made sense that vinnie would start showing their interest and an incredible talent in singing , songwriting and had a golden touch with different instruments when they barely turned eleven . it wouldn't take long for their parents to put them on voice lessons , piano and guitar playing lessons , songwriting camps and they would even be casted in ads for kids and growing up , managed to book his disney cameos in a few episodes of different shows .
at sixteen , he goes viral as his sister posts a short video of him covering ‘ drops of jupiter ’ . it was easy – after all , they are a sawyer . the record deals were coming left and right , booking vinnie would bring an immediate success to any label that was lucky enough to get their attention . a nepo baby coming back to the spotlight with his own thing , separating himself from his parents and making a name out for himself . loyalty being first thing vinnie was ever taught , he signed a deal with his father's freshly debuted record label . it was a successful decision ; the label received a big clout as vinnie was announced as the first artist and their fame was growing with each day passing . they didn't need a feature , neither a scandal ( however , was unable to avoid them ; especially when you're suddenly raising towards the fame ) . they released their first single ‘ secret ’ on february 14th 2018 ; the song talking about his ex girlfriend cheating on him , a break up the entire internet was going through as well which turned out to take a successful toll on his career .
career wise , they have been releasing multiple eps while working on his debut album since their first single dropped . vinnie recently came back from world tour where he was performing as one of the supporting acts alongside muse 2i , which was also what tested his two year long relationship on basically every platform possible ; not only with the difficulty of timezones but having to deal with more and more rumors forming , one of them suggesting an affair between vinnie and muse 2i after their duet song was released , ‘ we both know ’ right as vinnie lands in new york after six months of absence . the tour has definitely helped their career a lot more ; their following and streams growing up each day , the duet song currently spending its fifth week on the first place at billboard hot 100s .
𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 . 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚
he was always raised well despite the luxuries he lived in . often mixed in problematic rumors which are quickly to be exposed as lies as they never fit what vinnie really is like . a short description would be as your book definiton of golden retriever energy and a social butterfly . takes romantic relationships very easily ; he watched his parents in love their entire life , their little secret desire is to have what they do yet often gets his heart broken which helped him learn how to be cautious . vinnie is a very private person , the only way he ever exposes himself is through his music . ��not a single truthful interview in their entire career has ever been made as he often dodges a question or is able to come up with a lie on spot as they believe the less they shows to the public , the better . also , pro at dad jokes , always has them up his sleeve .
𝐒𝐈𝐗 . 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔
– known for making instagram lives where he’s teasing new songs in the middle of the night which his fans hate him for !
– often goes on tweet / dm sprees on twitter where he notices his fans . think like , ariana grande before she dipped . this is how close he is with his fanbase !
– always wearing his airpods & is never seen without his skateboard !
– came back with BOXES of fun skateboards from tour & even had custom made vans from his vans which he luvs very much & is often seen wearing <333 !
– is the worst at dancing which is ironic bc his mother is known for being probably the best dancer on the planet . he held a q&a at his last tour & almost broke his ankle when tease argued with a fan about having two left feet !
– overshares . a lot . especially with his fans . it's often "vinnie just tweeted" & it's deleted five seconds later too jfdkdks !
– he's the face of prada !
– owns two dogs , one is a three year old australian shepard called howie and a seven months old doberman puppy , ricky !
– when secret was released , it brought a lot of jokes and memes inside his fanbase , often referring to tweets such as ‘ remember when vinnie ended his ex on valentine’s day ’
𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 . 𝒂𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒔
making up random stories during interviews to confuse the audience , leaving not a single article piece to be true ; a batch of ripped papers on his bed & broken pencils as a result of songwriting for seven hours , a collection of limited edition skateboards hanging on his bedroom wall , missed calls from his ex , fan letters from tour hidden in his desk drawer that he comes back to every once in a while , multi colored vans & converse , skating everywhere & probably driving you insane , salt & vinegar crisps , a vinyl collection ( especially limited editions ) , two left feet while dancing , getting a store bought pie only to layer it with icing & write apologies on it .
2031 FRIENDS!! Y’ALL ARE AMAZING! If you want to participate in this little party, i have a variety of prompts based off lyrics from my favorite songs for you to choose from. you could choose one of the prompts and create a scenario out of it or just have me quote it in the blurb, up to you! also lmk if you want angst, fluff, or nsfw. when you request through my inbox please note that it is for the mediocre 2k party and what character you would like it to be written for. for those of you don’t know these are the characters i am currently writing for: criminal minds: jennifer jareau, emily prentiss, euphoria: cassie howard, lexi howard, maddy perez, mcu: kate bishop, natasha romanoff, wanda maximoff, you: love quinn, guinevere beck
prompt lists:
“but all the we are is all that we’ll ever be, cause he’s the one waiting at home” - (smoke slow, joshua bassett)
“i’ll be fine for tonight with you by my side, but don’t you know you’re my lifeline) - (lifeline, joshua bassett)
“something keeps me holding on to nothing” - (haunted, taylor swift)
“when i told you ‘i’m fine’, you were lied to” - (mess it up, gracie abrams)
“i’ll be your summer sun forever” - (forever winter, taylor swift)
“nothing to say, when everything gets in the way” - (as it was, harry styles)
“i know heaven’s a thing, i go there when you touch me” - (false god, taylor swift)
“you’re a crisis of my faith” - (would’ve, could’ve, should’ve, taylor swift)
“but you had no problem leaving, now i’m the one to feel it” - (friend, gracie abrams)
“i still love you, i promise” - (i miss you, i’m sorry, gracie abrams)
“please don’t ever become a stranger, whose laugh i could recognize anywhere” - (new year’s day, taylor swift)
“i once believed love would be burning red, but it’s golden” - (daylight, taylor swift)
“and i need you sometimes, we’ll be alright” - (feels like, gracie abrams)
“i miss the shape of your lips” - (to be so lonely, harry styles)
“from strangers to lovers to enemies” - (in the kitchen, renne rapp)
“so i’ll leave before you go, cause there’s no tears when its my fault” - (let the grass grow, ruel)
“she could be perfect, but the problem is, she’ll never be you) - (somebody’s nobody, alexander 23)
“call me on your way home, don’t matter the time” - (on your way home, patrick droney)
“sacred new beginnings that became my religion” - (cornelia street, taylor swift)
“guess i’d die to keep your eyes on me” - (reckless driving, lizzy mcalpine)
“did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room” - (question, taylor swift)
“hash brown, egg yolk, i will always love you” - (keep driving, harry styles)
“i didn’t choose this town, i dream of getting out, there’s just one who could make me stay” - (you’re on your own kid, taylor swift)
“there’s many different way that you can kill the one you love, the slowest way is never loving them enough” - (high infidelity, taylor swift)
“london is lonely without you” - (london is lonely, holly humberstone)
“all our best years are behind, what a brutal way to die” - (where do we go now?, gracie abrams)
“i’m not worried about where you are, or who you go home to, i’m just thinking about you” (little freak, harry styles)
“and i wake with your memory over me” (maroon, taylor swift)
“i’m sure that i would like her, if i were slightly nicer” - (rockland, gracie abrams)
“and i’ll dream each night of some version of you that i might not have, but did not lose” - (stick season, noah kahan
rules: tag 9 some people you want to know better and/or catch up with, then answer the questions below! tagged by @voynichs :)c
Last Song: Enemy of Heaven - Lamia Vox (as part of @magnvmchasma’s very good mix about their bastard PC in a long running dnd campaign i do not play in but am a huge fan of)
Three Ships: hoooogh okay– eternally, the classically tragic, young love to mutually assured destruction of Edward “Caesar” Sallow/Joshua Graham; the top ten anime betrayals, you’re never getting out of this haunted house of Albert Wesker/Chris Redfield; and honestly rn the disaster throuple successfully taking over and destroying Constantinople, VTM’s The Dream, can’t stop thinking about them
Currently Reading: charlie and i have been alternating between bedtime stories with Bram Stoker’s Dracula and the anthology A Season in Carcosa. on my commute i’ve been listening to Grady Hendrix’s The Southern Book Club’s Guide to Slaying Vampires, which i’ve found very charming
Last Movie: also a Kathryn Bigelow picture, Strange Days (1995). i enjoyed it! campy, the twists and arcs felt earned, Angela Bassett is there
Craving: been wanting honey nut cheerios lately
Tagging: @popcornflicks, @sciencefiction-doublefeature, @cannedmonster, @mindblownie [edit: wait also @brightbluedot ]
rules: shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and post the first 10 tracks, then list 10 songs you really like, each by a different artist. then tag 10 people to do the same thing
I was tagged by: @lucerants (ilsym)
first 10 tracks on shuffle (using my Wrapped Top Songs playlist for this):
Mr. Big Shot - Anarbor
Sk8er Boi - Avril Lavigne
Angel With a Shotgun - The Cab
Someone Else’s Dream - Tyler Posey
Remembering Sunday - All Time Low
Just Like Heaven - The Cure
Nine in the Afternoon - Panic! At the Disco
Desperate Measures - Marianas Trench
Let’s Get Married - Bleachers
Uh Oh - Jeremy Shada
(yes I listened to a LOT of punk pop this year)
10 songs I like by 10 different artists:
18 - Anarbor
Enemy - Imagine Dragons
Tattoo - that band Honey.
Crisis - Joshua Bassett
No One Else Comes Close - Backstreet Boys
Celebrity Status - Marianas Trench
Legends - Kelsea Ballerini
Boyfriend - Dove Cameron
Battlefield - SkyDxddy
Royals - Lorde
Tagging: if you wanna do it, do it! I don’t like tagging people >,<