ohmicahd

[ohmicahd]

micah starts to laugh, recognising soggy immediately - the man lifting the guitar from his lap and placing it gently in the case next to him. his dog daisy gets up too; walking toward the other before nudging her head into his hands, hoping to be pet. "you know what i meant - plus, daisy seems to remember you as well, even if she does have a short attention span."

micah closes the guitar case, before swiping the pick he had dropped off the floor of the deck and shoving it into the breast pocket of his shirt. "'course, i don't mind. you want a drink or anything?" micah offers.

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micah is gently strumming on his guitar, out on the deck of his own home. he didn’t live far from his parents, simply because they actually bought the small (on their scale, it’s small - yet to micah, it was the perfect size) home for him. his mother bought him things like that his whole life - and it wasn’t that he was ungrateful, it was that he wished could have earned it on his own. the music coming from the guitar he’s playing isn’t familiar, as it’s entirely original; micah stopping to place the pick between his teeth as he writes the notes down.

he doesn’t hear anyone near him, until a snapping noise (must be a twig or leaf) sounds from close by. micah nearly jumps out of his skin, the pick falling from his lips onto the deck below him. “o-oh—! it’s just you…” a soft nervous smile comes to his mouth when he recognizes who it is. “sorry if i was playing too loud - i’ll try to be quieter…”

      AFTER MOVING OUT OF HIS CHILDHOOD    home in aurora bay drive to a much less luxurious apartment building  ,   it’s like the people of his previous neighborhood wiped their memories clean of soggy.   probably for the best ,   a boy who’d have the street smelling like marijuana and was often heard riding his skateboard during extremely late hours of the night had caused extreme stress on the uppity families. 

 he doesn’t recall much judgement from micah,  however.     “  just you ?  ”   he repeats in fake offense,  a hand placed over his chest.    “  is that all i am now ?   that’s hurtful,  you know,  i used to graffiti these streets.  ”   he assumes he has another hour of wandering before the dyncorp wannabes throw him out.    “  mind if i hang for a bit ?  i’m not ready to see my moms,  there’s a lecture a-brewing.  ”

#ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ micah ( soggy ) #wont let me trim again UGHHGUHRJWGNjiarnrw

[ohmicahd]

micah's face softens when he notices the dog too - he adored animals, his own dog daisy - a springer spaniel - laying near the back door to his home. she perks her head up when she notices the other two as well, micah smiling back toward her before moving to look back at lottie. "it's fine... daisy seems pretty curious about you two, though," he starts, daisy sitting up before hopping off the deck and sniffing at the other animal.

"oh! i was um... actually writing my own stuff - i haven't in a while, to be honest." he admits, cheeks tinged pink as he bends over to pick up the pick that was between his feet.

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micah is gently strumming on his guitar, out on the deck of his own home. he didn’t live far from his parents, simply because they actually bought the small (on their scale, it’s small - yet to micah, it was the perfect size) home for him. his mother bought him things like that his whole life - and it wasn’t that he was ungrateful, it was that he wished could have earned it on his own. the music coming from the guitar he’s playing isn’t familiar, as it’s entirely original; micah stopping to place the pick between his teeth as he writes the notes down.

he doesn’t hear anyone near him, until a snapping noise (must be a twig or leaf) sounds from close by. micah nearly jumps out of his skin, the pick falling from his lips onto the deck below him. “o-oh—! it’s just you…” a soft nervous smile comes to his mouth when he recognizes who it is. “sorry if i was playing too loud - i’ll try to be quieter…”

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Lottie heard music and felt instantly pulled towards it. Lately she’d been feeling rather lost, the novelty of living a ‘normal’ life was rubbing off and she was wondering what was next. She couldn’t just be a barista for the rest of her life, it certainly didn’t bring her joy. So when she heard music she was instantly drawn to it, smiling softly as the guitar player came into focus. She was out walking her dog and when he spotted a person he beelined towards them. Lottie pulled on the leash soflty, encouraging the dog back to her side. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” she smiled. “We just followed the music.” She approached a bit closer, “what are you playing?”

#won't let me trim #ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ micah ( lottie )

[ohmicahd]

this time micah doesn’t notice the blush on her face, but he does notice the smile that comes to her lips. it makes him smile too, and he’s already completely forgotten that he doesn’t even know her name. when she says she’d muddle the strawberries and actually make the daiquiri well, the smile turns into a laugh.

“i mean, i have to trust strangers… like the bartender here tonight - i have to trust them, too. i don’t know their name either,” he pauses, blinking a few times before he realises that he hasn’t even asked her name. or shared his. “god, i am such a dick - i haven’t even introduced myself or asked you your name.” he face palms, clearly embarrassed. “i’m micah - now you tell me your name.” the man says with a laugh.

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even though micah was embarrassed, just a little bit, the kind smile celeste offers him makes this warmth spread throughout his body. he swallows nervously, not expecting to feel all warm from just talking to someone. he starts second guessing himself - maybe i’m just drunk? he thinks. then celeste continues talking about different types of drinks - and how she can make a mean strawberry daiquiri. his blue hues widen, iris’ twinkling when she invites him to the bar she works at (albeit shyly).

“see, bars definitely aren’t my thing, but seeing you again would be.” he flirts with her, but doesn’t realize he’s doing it. that’s the thing about micah, he can be incredibly smooth when not trying - but when he is, he is a blushing mess. that’s also because most of his natural flirting comes from a place of honesty - he reallywould like to see celeste again.

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Celeste didn’t exactly know why she offered to make this man a drink when they didn’t even know each other. She didn’t even have a clue what his name was. But the words were out before she could stop them- and before she could apologize for sounding a bit ridiculous, he was actually accepting. More than that…he was saying he wanted to see her again? That definitely surprised her and made the slight pink that was on her face feel like it was darkening to the point that she hoped the lights around them weren’t bright enough to highlight the fact.

Just the same, Celeste kept the smile on her face and she nodded, “So then..it’s settled. We’ll get whatever’s offered here, and then one day you’ll just have to get over your fears of bars and come see me and then I’ll make you a real daiquiri. I’ll even muddle the strawberries myself and everything as gratitude for saving me from the crowd.” she teased with a laugh, “That is, if you trust a complete stranger with it. You did say it was your favorite.”

#ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ micah ( celeste ) #wont let me trim once again im so effing angry tumblr can you please stop for once

[ohmicahd]

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micah is gently strumming on his guitar, out on the deck of his own home. he didn’t live far from his parents, simply because they actually bought the small (on their scale, it’s small - yet to micah, it was the perfect size) home for him. his mother bought him things like that his whole life - and it wasn’t that he was ungrateful, it was that he wished could have earned it on his own. the music coming from the guitar he’s playing isn’t familiar, as it’s entirely original; micah stopping to place the pick between his teeth as he writes the notes down.

he doesn’t hear anyone near him, until a snapping noise (must be a twig or leaf) sounds from close by. micah nearly jumps out of his skin, the pick falling from his lips onto the deck below him. “o-oh—! it’s just you…” a soft nervous smile comes to his mouth when he recognizes who it is. “sorry if i was playing too loud - i’ll try to be quieter…”

#aurorabay.starter #ooo hope this is okay!! love y’all lots muah 💋

[ohmicahd]

ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐡

he attended band camp 3 summers in a row! it wasn't too far away, and his parents know how much he loves the guitar, so why not?

he loves to read romance novels and watch rom-coms (please don't tell anyone tho)

his favourite romance novel is 'the best of me' by nicholas sparks LMAOsfioabreoign

he loves cocktail drinks! he would choose 'girly' drinks any day over beer. that shit is nasty.

he actually had a girlfriend in university, who cheated on him. he realised then that he could be really jealous - even if he doesn't show it off by raging. its more of a pouty jealousy

the first song he learned on the guitar was 'dragon roost island' from zelda (wind waker). he was 8 when he started playing!!

he's a huge nerd, he has a collection of figures! he loves them so much too ohh my god

he can grow a beard in two seconds flat

he is jewish! his bar mitzvah was packed with people - he actually had his first kiss that night!

he's a mama's boy. he actually loves viva la vida because his mum would play it almost every morning as a pep talk kind of thing. it gets stuck in his head too easily

he doesn't like eating beef - he prefers chicken or fish.

his hair grows ridiculously fast. he has to cut it once every two months.

he wouldn't buy u flowers, no. he would actually scrape his knees climbing a fence to gather pretty wild flowers that reminded him of you.

rly likes shorter women!! just a preference, but that doesn't mean he wouldnt date someone taller

his favourite dessert is trifle, the way his mum makes it! (lots of strawberries, of course)

hes very affectionate!! he loves to give kisses behind the ear, collarbones, and forehead.

ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

siblings, he has two! one brother (older) and one sister (younger)!

ex girlfriend - she cheated on him, and he is still heart broken over it. yet he would never go back to her - regardless if he loves her or not.

neighbors / friends

potential love interest!! i want him to fall in love like PLEASE

#added a few things !! hes my bebe #ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ micah ( about / headcanons )

[ohmicahd]

Logan Lerman photographed by Cole Barash for W Magazine. Logan wears Alexander McQueen sweater and pants

#ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ micah ( portraiture )

[ohmicahd]

micah sighs, shaking his head at the remark of his parents insisting he show his face. his parents and camille were right, he really did need to get out more. he enjoyed going out sometimes - but usually when he did, it turned into why he never went out, and when he was going to find a ‘real job’. his parents expected so much of him, it was really frustrating - he loved his work. micah would rather work as a florist than be some lawyer.

camille makes a reference that he actually understands - micah letting out a sweet laugh as she pulls him along with her. his cheeks flare up when he realises he has to start dancing, and he becomes nervous because of the large crowd of people dancing around them. blue eyes watch another man dance, and he low key tries to copy him. the song was relatively upbeat, and soon micah finds himself actually dancing without trying, a silly smile on his face.

“i told you i was bad!!” he laughs, covering his face a little bit.

She scrunched her face at his remark, "I'm glad your parents insisted. You need to show your face more out here or at least, I think you should." She smiled then shook her head. "Listen, everyone thinks dancing is this technical thing but I think as long as you're letting the music takeover, I don't think anyone can be terrible at dancing." She waved her hand in the air as if. "Anyway, let's start our mission because by the end of the night, I just know you're going to think you're the greatest dancer or whatever Sister Sledge said." She grabbed onto his arm, and pulled him towards the bar.

#he’s trying his best omg #aurorabay.event #ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ micah ( camille )

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Wes couldn’t help the way he rolled his eyes at the other “Yeah, I’ve had s’mores before.” He huffed out a small laugh at just how out of it this guy was. “Maybe some water would do you good too, yeah?” He laughed again, shaking his head gently as he had no idea how he ended here.

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micah’s blue hues widen - “you’ve had s’mores before? but i invented them… how is that possible…” no, micah, you did not invent s’mores. the chuckle that comes from wes makes micah curious, until the younger says that he should drink water. “oooh, that’s a good suggestion… but I cannot walk around anymore. i think my legs are jell-o…”

Wes couldn’t help the way he rolled his eyes at the other “Yeah, I’ve had s’mores before.” He huffed out a small laugh at just how out of it this guy was. “Maybe some water would do you good too, yeah?” He laughed again, shaking his head gently as he had no idea how he ended here.

*****

micah’s blue hues widen - “you’ve had s’mores before? but i invented them… how is that possible…” no, micah, you did not invent s’mores. the chuckle that comes from wes makes micah curious, until the younger says that he should drink water. “oooh, that’s a good suggestion… but I cannot walk around anymore. i think my legs are jell-o…”

#aurorabay.event #ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ micah ( wes ) #micah ur so drunk hun u need to lay down

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even though micah was embarrassed, just a little bit, the kind smile celeste offers him makes this warmth spread throughout his body. he swallows nervously, not expecting to feel all warm from just talking to someone. he starts second guessing himself - maybe i’m just drunk? he thinks. then celeste continues talking about different types of drinks - and how she can make a mean strawberry daiquiri. his blue hues widen, iris’ twinkling when she invites him to the bar she works at (albeit shyly).

“see, bars definitely aren’t my thing, but seeing you again would be.” he flirts with her, but doesn’t realize he’s doing it. that’s the thing about micah, he can be incredibly smooth when not trying - but when he is, he is a blushing mess. that’s also because most of his natural flirting comes from a place of honesty - he really would like to see celeste again.

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micah waits for a response, blue eyes scanning her face and his mouth quirking upward into a smile when she agrees. he motions for her to follow him, micah ( politely ) shoving people aside to get to the bar. he feels celeste’s hand creep up on his shoulder as he guides her, and he doesn’t really mind it. once they get to the bar, he feels her hand retreat almost immediately. micah looks back at celeste, a sweet smile coming to his lips when he does in fact, notice the blush on her cheeks.

“hey, it’s no problem, really. oh! um…” he taps his chin in thought. “well.. a strawberry daiquiri is my favourite thing to order…” his cheeks flush lightly, but he has a firm look on his face. “i love cocktails - i would take that over a beer or shots any day…”

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Celeste was a bit embarrassed by her reaction and she just tucked some of her long hair behind her ear, softly clearing her throat as she looked up to meet his eyes, and when the man spoke and said what his favorite drink was she rose a brow, admittedly surprised by the response. But it was so genuine and he’d been kind enough to her that it all made her smile, her shoulders sagging a bit as her defenses came down somewhat.

“Cocktails are always a good choice. They have way more alcohol than most things but get a bad wrap because they come in cute glasses and are usually bright colors.” She laughed as she said it, shaking her head “Although booze is booze and I wouldn’t turn down a shot either. Beer isn’t the best, but again, booze is booze…” Celeste shrugged as she said it before she met his eyes again, smiling at him, “I um…I make a pretty great strawberry daiquiri too down at the bar I work at.” She started, “If you ever one day wanted to come I mean. If a bar is your thing.”

#aurorabay.event #ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ micah ( celeste ) #it wont let me trim it says its a legacy post #even with xkit rewritten it wont work

[ohmicahd]

Logan Lerman.

#HES SO CUTEEEEEE WHAT THE FUUUU #ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ micah ( portraiture )

[ohmicahd]

micah waits for a response, blue eyes scanning her face and his mouth quirking upward into a smile when she agrees. he motions for her to follow him, micah ( politely ) shoving people aside to get to the bar. he feels celeste’s hand creep up on his shoulder as he guides her, and he doesn’t really mind it. once they get to the bar, he feels her hand retreat almost immediately. micah looks back at celeste, a sweet smile coming to his lips when he does in fact, notice the blush on her cheeks.

“hey, it’s no problem, really. oh! um…” he taps his chin in thought. “well.. a strawberry daiquiri is my favourite thing to order…” his cheeks flush lightly, but he has a firm look on his face. “i love cocktails - i would take that over a beer or shots any day…”

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micah’s eyebrows quirk upward at the confession of never seeing a favourite artist, he definitely experienced something different in his life. regardless of the bullying, his family (particularly: his mother) loved gifting him with anything he wanted. he had seen pheobe bridgers on three separate occasions!!

“w-well, i think that just makes you want to fight for it even more, right?” he says, watching her face contort as she mulls over his help. at the comment of grabbing her, he lifts his hands up, and shoves them into his pockets. “hey, these hands will stay firmly in my pockets. pinkie swear. well, without the pinkie part.”

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Celeste saw the look on his face and she bit her lip, feeling a bit of shame coming over her quickly followed by determination. She wasn’t about to feel lesser or anything because she couldn’t afford a concert. So many of the people here were born with silver spoons in their mouth… But just as she was ready to get defensive she deflated. She tended to get a pretty good read on people, and this guy at least didn’t seem the type to be an asshole… (or at least that’s what she hoped..)

“If you say so..” She agreed tentatively, looking up at him before she finally nodded again and practically steeled herself to begin walking (shoving) her way through the crowd with him. Celeste had stumbled at some point and in a kneejerk reaction she reached up, holding onto the man’s shoulder as he led them out of the crowded dance area until finally, finally they were out and she let out a breath, “I-I um…thanks.” She mumbled, glad it was nighttime since it (hopefully) covered the blush on her face as she snatched her hand away from him and she looked over to where the bar was, hoping to compose herself “Can I..get you a drink or something? For saving me?”

#aurorabay.event #ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ micah ( celeste ) #trim later tag

[ohmicahd]

LOGAN LERMAN as JONAH HEIDELBAUM Hunters (2020 - 2023), 1x4

#ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ micah ( portraiture )

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micah makes a face, confused for a moment as to what she was talking about. a sex on the be - ohh.. “i forgot those were drink names for a moment…” an earth shattering grin, followed by more blushing when juliet swipes her finger on his nose to rid him of s’more. he crosses his eyes.

“o-oh! thanks.” he rubs at his eye, then looks back at the fire. “so pretty… hey - do you wanna get uhhmmm… sparklers? we can write in the sky!”

micah listens to juliet, his ego low key rising because of the kind words that she had said... but soon his face turns a bright red from the suggestion of going on a date with her. he diverts his eyes, clearly flustered from not being able to say something witty back. she talks about drinks, and he nods his head along, watching as the flames flicker back and forth.

"they're so tasty... and shots are not fun. they don't have cool names either." he watches juliet as she makes the smores, the light of the fire hitting all the curves in her face. micah smiles, almost dreamily when she hands him the treat. "thank youuuuu~" then he starts eating it, the gooey food spilling out and getting on his nose.

#aurorabay.event #ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ micah ( juliet ) #trim later tag

[ohmicahd]

   Can you sometimes just    PLEASE

Take my face in your hands .. look me in the eyes ..

 … and just remind me of who I am .. what I mean .. what I do ..

WHY am I IMPORTANT ???

                                  Sometimes I forget

#ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ micah ( musings )

[ohmicahd]

micah listens to juliet, his ego low key rising because of the kind words that she had said... but soon his face turns a bright red from the suggestion of going on a date with her. he diverts his eyes, clearly flustered from not being able to say something witty back. she talks about drinks, and he nods his head along, watching as the flames flicker back and forth.

"they're so tasty... and shots are not fun. they don't have cool names either." he watches juliet as she makes the smores, the light of the fire hitting all the curves in her face. micah smiles, almost dreamily when she hands him the treat. "thank youuuuu~" then he starts eating it, the gooey food spilling out and getting on his nose.

"Yes you do, I always stop by just to see if you're playing or not, and when you're I normally get late to work." Luckily her boss was cool about it, and she still got there with plenty of time to prep things ahead. Just like when she sneaked into her brother's band practice, she could listen to music for hours. "The next time I stop by, I'm asking for an autograph, to remind you that you do have fans, and I might ask you out on a date." She said flirting with him, even if she doubted he would remember the next day.

"Strawberry daiquiris are way better than any shots, and get you drunk just as much." Juliet liked to drink, if she was having a particularly hard day, she could drink shots and whiskey, but if she wanted to enjoy herself, cocktails were the way to go. "Sure, I'm making more for me, is it no trouble to make more for you." she pointed out, Juliet was toasting two marshmallows instead of one, because it always took way longer to make them than to eat, but she could share. Getting them out of the fire and finished the s'mores, adding two more marshmallows to her stick so she could continue making more, by the time she placed the stick back in the fire, the s'more was already colder and she offered one for him. "There." She said it was hot enough for the marshmallow to stretch but not enough to burn his mouth again, after he grabbed it, she ate hers as well.

#ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ micah ( juliet ) #aurorabay.event

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micah tilts his head, "oh yeah?" he asks, and suddenly begins to laugh. he covers his mouth to hide his smile, before turning completely serious. "like whhhhat?"

he drags out the h - even though the h is supposed to be silent. "what could possibly be better than marshmallows toasted over an open fire?" he closes his eyes, visualising making a smore.

"like, when you put the chocolate and the graham cracker AND the marshmallow together... its so fucking delicious, dude."

Wes was ready to get up and get out of there as soon as possible. He’d lost track of Josie ages ago, and he was just about done with constantly being crowded. To make it better, someone sat right next to him and began speaking. Wes gave them a look before reaching over and grabbing the bag of marshmallows to hand to him. “I think you might need something more than that.”

#micahs here just to have a good time #he doesn't know what hes saying rn hes just talking like blah blah blah #ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ micah ( wes ) #aurorabay.event

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#ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ micah ( playlist )