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Electric hammer to the heart
(Sunset Curve 2.0-> Alex Mercer, Aricka Mercer, Aricka Shaw, Bobby Shaw, Luke Patterson, Reggie Peters)
(CW: mentions of how the band dies: death by food poisoning. Implied that Luke vomited blood from the tainted hotdogs. Heavy mentions of death/dying.)
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*Aricka Mercer*
It was electric. 18 year old Aricka Mercer felt the music thrumming in her veins as she poured everything she had into the song, letting the sound wash over her and envelope her in a loud but powerful embrace, and suddenly it was her solo; and she belted out,
“Hear the noise
In my head
It's calling out like a voice I can't forget-!”
Bobby and Luke continued singing after her; so she put all her focus into her guitar- a purple Ibanez AEG70 electric-acoustic guitar; with her initials on the guitar strap. She’d saved up for months to be able to buy it; and it was her baby, her pride and joy. Soon it was time for the chorus; and herself and the other girl in the band- Bobby Shaw’s twin sister, also named Aricka- took over once more,
“Don't look down
'Cause we're still rising
Up right now
And even if we
Hit the ground
We'll still fly
Keep dreaming like we'll live forever
But live it like it's now or never-!” And then she got to step back and listen to her brother and boyfriend take over for their solos; her favorite part of the song:
“We ain't searching for tomorrow-!” Alex lit up every time he was behind the drum kit; his blue eyes shining brighter than any other point of day, and he exuded an effortless sort of confidence. Aricka loved to see her twin so comfortable and in his element.
“Tomorrow-!” Reggie, her boyfriend of two years, echoed her brother, looking over and winking at her, automatically resulting in her blushing as red as Aricka Shaw’s jacket.
“'Cause we got all we need today - !” Alex held and sustained the last note, one he’d been worried about all week. Aricka pumped her fist in excitement, and then Reggie finished his solo,
“Today-!” Luke and his girlfriend- Aricka Shaw, took over, Aricka S effortlessly harmonizing with her boy, both grinning and near breathless; but still managing to blow everyone away with the power of their chemistry,
“Living on a feeling that's been running through our veins…”
Reggie beckoned to Aricka and she slid across the stage just in time for their solo,
“We're the revolution that's been singing in the rain-!” Reggie flicked his hair, running his hand through it, and Aricka copied him, before kissing his cheek and dancing off, singing the chorus with her family- her chosen family, the ones she couldn’t ever imagine life without,
“Don't look down
'Cause we're still rising
Up right now
And even if we
Hit the ground
We'll still fly
Keep dreaming like we'll live forever
But live it like it's now or never
It's now or never -!” Aricka jumped up onto her brother’s stand just in time for their final solo, the twins grinning at each other as he took off into an improvised drum solo,
“Now or never-!”
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*Aricka Shaw*
She took a breath; letting the post-rehearsal adrenaline fade; and grinned at the smattering of applause from the crew prepping the Orpheum for the show that night. Her twin slung an arm around her shoulder and squeezed; Luke gripping her hand at the same time.
“Thanks, we’re Sunset Curve-,” Reggie started.
“Tell your friends-!” Aricka Mercer finishes. The pair had always had a knack for finishing each other’s sentences; it was sickeningly adorable.
“Too bad we wasted the tightest we've played on a sound check!” Bobby jokes. Luke- ever the casual touchy-feely boy; squeezes Bobby’s shoulders and counters,
“Wait until tonight, man, when this place gets packed with record execs-!” Aricka M did a little dance in place: hopping from one foot to the other; flapping her hands happily. The movement was endearing to the few onstage who knew she only got like that when extremely positive emotions filled her.
“Alex, you were SMOKING-!” Reggie says, and the drummer boy blushes, twisting his sticks and glancing at his sister for assurance,
“Oh no. I was just warming up. You guys were the ones on fire.” Aricka M laughs and wraps both her arms around him, as Reggie protests,
“Could you just own your awesomeness for once?”
Alex rolls his lips inward, twisting side to side before finally admitting, “Alright, I was killing it-!”
Aricka M beams as she kisses Alex’s cheek; and he playfully shoved her away and pretends to wipe the kiss off. This only made her protest; and she proceeded to jump on his back and kiss his cheek repeatedly until he finally jabbed his fingers into her sides and tickled her.
“Alright: well I was thinking we fuel up before the show. I’m thinking street dogs-?” Luke suggests.
Aricka M, Aricka S, Alex and Reggie all agreed with Luke. Bobby declined; and stayed behind to flirt with one of the girls helping set up. Aricka S hugged Bobby quickly before promising to return as soon as she finished her hotdog.
Little did she know; she’d never perform with her twin again. Nor would she perform at the Orpheum that night.
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BREAKING:
Up and coming rock band Sunset Curve strikes tragedy-!
At 9:00, just an hour before they were to headline the Orpheum, 5/6th of the band Sunset Curve died due to food poisoning by tainted hotdogs. The deceased were:
Lead singer and guitarist Luke Patterson.
Lead singer and guitarist Aricka Mercer.
Bassist and backup singer Aricka Shaw.
Bassist and backup singer Reginald “Reggie” Peters.
Drummer and backup singer Alexander “Alex” Mercer.
Mercer and Peters were reportedly “DOA holding hands,” according to eyewitness testimony. Patterson was dead, clutching his stomach with dried blood around his mouth. Shaw was revived, but died after being transported to the ambulance. Alexander was still alive when taken to the hospital; however his condition was critical. Later we learned that just as band member Robert “Bobby” Shaw arrived at the hospital; Alexander Mercer was declared dead, the time being 11:15 PM.
Funerals and other information about the victims of this tragic loss will be disclosed as we find out.
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rosieshipper · 4 years
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Rose: Out if your friends which are you?!
John: Truck freak!
Laf: Crazy ass!
Alex: *a literal cryptid*
Herc: The fighter!
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Julie and the Phantoms f/os
1. Luke Patterson, romantic
Aricka x Luke, you’re my brightest burning star 🎵
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2. Reggie Peters, romantic
Aricka x Reggie, we're standing on the edge of great 🎸
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3. Alex Mercer, familial
Aricka and Alex, the Mercer twins, live it like it's now or never🥁
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4. William “Wille” Stewart, familial
Aricka and Willie, ghost bestie, my life would suck if I didn’t have you 🛹
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5. Julie Molina, familial
Aricka and Julie, hey little sister, We will fight to shine together 🎹
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6. Flynn Taylor, platonic
Aricka and Flynn, we will shine bright forever, little bestie
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7. Carrie Wilson, familial
Aricka and Carrie, hey soul sister, we make them say wow 🌟
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8. Bobby Shaw/Trevor Wilson, familial
Aricka and Bobby, the Wilson twins, lost my way til I found you again
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9. Nick Evans, platonic
Aricka and Nick, go little rockstar, hey little brother
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10. Caleb Covington, familial
Aricka and Caleb, dad and daughter, Life is good on the other side of Hollywood
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Aricka and Bobby reunited
(Aricka and Bobby/Trevor Wilson)
(After they play the Orpheum and Carrie saves Aricka, the Shaw twins are properly reunited.)
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*Aricka S*
Phantom pain sensations ripple through Aricka’s middle as she looks up at her brother- her BROTHER- who had apparently ran from the Orpheum all the way to this studio- their studio, their home- on the off chance of seeing her one last time.
Carrie had got there seconds before her dad, throwing her arms around Aricka’s dying form and pleaded with her to stay, declaring that she loved Aricka even though they barely had any time to talk, and it was enough to save her. Aricka had glowed just as her band mates had, and the purple stamp of the HGC floated away just as Trevor had ran in.
Aricka remained on the floor, Carrie’s arms around her waist, as the rockstar knelt in front of his still 18 year old twin sister. “… Aricka?” He whispered.
Hot, salty tears filled Aricka’s eyes as she nods and bites her lip, holding up her left wrist to show off the red beaded bracelet she never took off, not for a moment. “Hi Buggy,” she whispered back.
The old nickname was enough for Trevor- for Bobby- to break down crying, and Aricka surged forward to hug him, wrapping her arms around her brother’s neck and running a hand through his hair like she had when they were littler.
“You died… you died before I could even say goodbye- I’m so sorry. I never forgot about you… I just- it hurt so much to talk about you… you were my twin and I lost a half of me when you died…” words came choked out through sobs and Aricka merely clung to her now-big brother.
“Shh… I’m here. I’m back and I think I’m human again. And I don’t plan on going anywhere anytime soon,” she soothes. “I’m back Buggy. I’m back…” she looks at Luke over Bobby’s shoulder, and sees the mixed look of anger, hurt and relief on his face. The lead singer and guitarist of Sunset Curve, now backup vocalist and lead guitarist of Julie and the Phantoms, walks over to them.
“Hi Trevor,” he says. The name caught Trevor’s attention and he looks up.
“Luke…” he breaths. “It’s actually- you’re not- I’m not dreaming-!?”
Luke stiffly shakes his head no, and shies away when Bobby tried to grab his hand. “No, it’s not a dream. I- I’m not-,” and then he strides away, but not before giving Aricka a “I’m not upset at you,” look.
Trevor sighs. “I have some explanations for you all. Please sit?” The phantoms; Julie and Carrie all claim a seat, save Luke who was glaring out the garage window. Aricka clings to her brother, who was reciprocating, and Carrie was leaning against her aunt and dad. “… I want to start by asking- how did this happen-? And why just now?”
They give Bobby the cliff notes version of their coming back, which had both himself and Carrie wide eyed and terrified by the end. Carrie latched onto Aricka in a shocking display of public affection. “We almost lost you twice and never would’ve known-,” she whispered. Aricka gripped Carrie’s hand tightly.
“I’m right here, Care-Bear. You’re gonna be stuck with me for a while- if you want that.”
“Okay that’s great and all, love the family reunion, but it doesn’t explain why you stole our music.” Alex was glaring at Trevor, his own twin echoing his look.
Bobby sighed. “It’s not what it sounds like… after you guys died I was a wreck- it took me six months to leave the house- and took eight months for me to want to sing again. I started recording the songs as a tribute for you all- not as a way to steal your music. You guys were my brothers and sisters and you suddenly died and I had to remember you- had to memorialize you somehow. But then I signed a bad contract and they said I couldn’t mention you guys or the fact that I was using your music ever again. I played along and bided by time until I had enough fame to break away from that recording studio. And all the royalties from that album go to charities I know you all would appreciate- Alex’s is to a LGBT+ group that advocates for teens in that community in foster care. Reggie’s is an animal shelter. Luke, yours goes to a music group that teaches teens in poverty how to make music. Sis, I found a musical theater that needed funds so I pour money into their campaign. And Aricka M, I found a dance studio that also teaches the importance of music and art for life lessons.”
The declaration got the young adults on the couch crying. Aricka M finally stood and threw herself in Bobby’s arms. Bobby welcomed the hug, squeezing her tightly and apologizing softly. “Baz…” she whispered, and he hugged her tighter.
“Ari,” he replied. “I never forgot about any of you. In fact- Care, why don’t you tell them your middle name?”
Carrie smiles softly, wetly. “My name is Carolyn Aricka Wilson.”
Everyone looks at Aricka Shaw, whose eyes widened and more tears fell as she embraced her niece once again. “You have my name-,” she whispered.
“Daddy never let me forget about the aunt I never knew,” she says. “That’s why I saw you. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you until you told me.”
Aricka stroked Carrie’s pink hair and the girl curls into her aunt. “I’ll never be upset at you for that, Care. I knew one day Bobby would be a great dad. And look at you- you’re strong and beautiful and so talented. I’m so proud of both of you.”
That was the tipping point for Carrie, and tears fell down the girl’s face. “I-I’m not brave…. I ran away from my best friends,” she says. Aricka looks at Julie; who inches closer to her former friend.
“Carrie… we never talked about why we stopped being friends,” she says. Julie and Carrie walked away to give the phantoms and Trevor some privacy to finish their conversation.
Reggie was the next one to walk over to the two Arickas’ and Trevor. “… You recorded My Name is Luke and Crooked Teeth- as tributes?”
Trevor nods. “You never had a chance to professionally record them. I just- had to do something. The world deserved to hear your songs.”
Alex walked over. “Our brothers- mine and Aricka’s- are they-?”
“Sean is a lawyer and Damien is a foster parent and owns a bar not far from the Orpheum,” Trevor says. “They created the Mercer Scholarship for kids who are musically inclined and want to pursue a music education in college.”
Finally Luke returned to Aricka S’s side. “… so you didn’t just steal our music for the money?”
Trevor gapes and protests, “NO-! It was never about the money for me. It was always about making sure you guys had the chance to be heard. I just wanted to keep you guys alive somehow- even if you weren’t physically there.”
That was all the boys needed to hear before crushing Bobby in a hug- Aricka M and Aricka S joining them. The same yellow glow that they felt when Julie hugged them filled them again and Aricka S sighed in relief.
She had her band back.
She had her brother back.
And she had Carrie back.
Maybe this second chance would give her an opportunity to be the aunt she never got to be.
And maybe, she thought, Reggie and I can finally open that music therapy camp we always wanted to.
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rosieshipper · 4 years
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Thinking about stimming with the bois
Playing with stim toys and watching stimmy videos with Alex
Doing vocal stims with John by singing together or by just shouting out random things
Being held in Laf’s lap while we rock and we listen to soft ambient noises in the background
Herc letting me play with some different textures of his clothing pieces whenever he’s sewing
Pressure stimming by cuddling with the bois abs being slightly smooshed!!
Them letting me infodumb about my special interest!!
Them comforting me whenever I get overstimulated!!
Them being happy and excited whenever I get happy flappy hands!!
Just stimming with my favorite bois!!!
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rosieshipper · 4 years
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*runs in with Starbucks for all the bois* Johnny, Alex, Herc and Laffy Taffy my dudes!!! It has been a hot second since we've talked. How's it going? Tell GWash I said hi!!!
John: Yo dude! It’s been a while! Thanks for the coffee, Aricka!
Alex: We just rolled back into town to visit our dear Rose *sips his coffee*
Herc: Sure is nice to be back and have such a warm welcome *smiles warmly as he drinks his coffee*
Laf: Do not worry, mon ange! We will relay your message to George!
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rosieshipper · 4 years
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*shortly after Rose joined the relationship*
Alex: *ecstatic* YES!! YES!! I’M NOT THE SHORTEST OF THE GROUP ANYMORE!! *kisses Rose on the cheek* Thank you short stack!! YES!! I can finally call somebody that!! WOO!!
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rosieshipper · 4 years
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🎫 here's a gush pass ^^ feel free to gush about whichever f/o you want, however much you want, then send this ask to 3 other selfshippers- Aricka
Well I’m never one to turn down a free gush pass!
One thing I love about my four hamilbois is just how damn supportive they are! I’ve always had low self esteem and have always been self conscious about my looks, but they’ve shown me time and time again that I’m beautiful in my own way
Alex can write hundreds of letters and poetry about me and my amazing looks. He would shout it to the rooftops if he could
John has so many sketches of me in so many of his sketch books. He claims that each and every one of them is a masterpiece but could never compare to the real thing
Laf always compliments me about how passionate I can get about things and how I have such a firey spirit
And Herc always assures me that I look beautiful in any clothing no matter what I’m wearing
My four boys are my supporters and I love them all so very very much 💜💛💜
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rosieshipper · 4 years
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Losing Philip
Summary: When Rose, Lafayette, Hercules, and John receive news that their son, Philip, was shot in a duel, they immediately rush to his and Alexander’s side
A/N: It’s angst time! This my take on the revolutionary au and is basically a rewrite of Stay alive reprise. I’m writing this a three a.m. because I was watching Hamilton animatics and got inspired. Also ⚠️trigger warning⚠️ for mentions of blood and loss of a child
Rose’s breathing was quick and uneven as she ran to the doctor’s office, not caring how much her dress dragged in the dirt. Her three husbands, John, Hercules, and Lafayette were right on her heels. Just a few minutes earlier, the four of them received word that their eldest son, Philip, was shot while in a duel with George Eaker.
When Rose spotted the doctor’s office, she immediately ran inside through the doors demanding that she see her son immediately. The other three boys caught up with her and requested the same. A doctor nodded and led to the room where Philip was held. Rose ran into the doorway and spotted her son laying on a bed, blood staining his grey suit. Next to the bed was Rose’s fourth husband, Alexander, cradling Philip in his arms. Tears filled Rose’s eyes when she saw how much Philip was bleeding.
“No!” She cried out, running over to the bed. “Rose!” Alex cried back in surprise. “Is he breathing?! Is he going to survive this?!” Rose questioned as she checked her son over, John, Laf, and Herc accompanying her side. “Who did this?! Alexander, did you know?!” Rose accused her husband, rage and fear in her words. Suddenly a soft voice spoke up from below them. “Mom.. I’m so sorry for forgetting what you taught me.” Philip’s quiet, raspy voice spoke out.
“My son..” Rose whispered as she leaned down and cradled him in her arms, not caring about the blood getting on her dress. John, Herc, and Laf all did the same, surrounding him and embracing him. “We played piano..” Philip coughed, his body shaking in pain. “I taught you piano…” Rose crooned, rocking Philip gently. “You would put your hands on mine..” He reminisced on the times he and his mother would play piano together.
“You changed the melody every time.” Rose mused, a sad smile on her lips as she comforted her son to the best of her ability. “I would always change the line..” Philip started to cry at this point, tears streaming down his cheeks as he clung to his mother for dear life. “Shh I know, I know..” Rose whispered, rubbing his back as her own tears filled her eyes. “I would always change the line..” Philip repeated, coughing a little as blood trickled out of his mouth. “Shh I know, I know..” Rose whimpered, her grip tightening a little but not enough to hurt him.
“Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six, sept, huit, neuf.” Rose sang gently, calling back to the time that she and Philip would practice the scales on the piano. “Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six, sept, huit, neuf.” Philip repeated, his grip starting to get weak. “Good.” Rose whispered to him. “Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six, sept, huit, neuf.” She said again, not realizing Philip’s grip on her going loose. When she didn’t hear Philip repeat her words, her eyes flew open and looked down at her son. Philip was laying limp in her arms, not a single breath leaving him.
Rose’s breath became short and shallow until she couldn’t take it anymore. Rose let out a heart wrenching scream as she buried her face in her son’s chest, sobbing quietly. He was gone. The baby boy that she once held in her arms was gone. Rose felt someone touch her shoulder but she immediately flinched away from their touch, wanting to be left alone.
Rose thought she knew pain before, but this was unlike any pain she had ever felt. The pain was unimaginable as there were no words to explain a mother’s grief for her lost child.
A/N: So after post writing this, I realized that I made this more centric towards Rose's relationship with her son rather than her husband’s but I don’t really mind at this point
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rosieshipper · 4 years
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Yo Hamilton! (.... can I call you that?) Anyway Favorite funny story about Rosie? ~Aricka
Alexander chuckles a little. “Of course you can call me that.” He grins at you. “A funny story.. Oh! There was this one time that Rose had her pet bird, Kiwi, out of her cage and was walking around on the bed with her. And I decided it would be a good idea to pop in and scare her. Well I didn’t know that she had her bird with her so when I jumped into the room and yelled, it scared Kiwi so bad that she starting flying around the room and screaming which prompted Rose to start screaming and chasing after Kiwi to try and calm her down. It was one of the funniest things I have ever seen and I was practically doubled over in hysteria.” Alex laughs a little at the memory
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rosieshipper · 4 years
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*everyone is completely drunk*
Alex: Say something that Slim Shady would say
John: *imitating slim shady* That’s an awfully hot coffee pot
Rose: *spits out her drink as she wheezes*
Herc: *losing his shit* Oh my fucking god! How did you sound just like him???
Laf: *on the floor absolutely in hysterics*
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rosieshipper · 4 years
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I was tagged by @freyjahuntleigh for this really fun challenge!
Should you fight my f/os?
Wanda: No/Yes: Have you seen her fight with Thanos? She almost killed him then all on her own so I wouldn’t go out of my way to try and fight her Rating: 8/10
Bakugou and Kirishima: No/Yes: Look, either together or separate, you stand no chance against them. Bakugou would have no problem blasting anyone to hell and Kiri can take a punch or two. In other words, don’t try it. Rating: 9/10
Leon Kuwata: No/Yes: I mean, you can try and probably beat him in a fist fight but if he’s got a weapon of some kind on him (I:e A knife) You should probably run. Rating: 4/10
The crystal gems (garnet, amethyst, pearl, Jasper, and bismuth) No/Yes: Well it’s one against five, good luck even trying Rating: 10/10
The hamilsquad (Alexander, John, Lafayette, Hercules) No/Yes: These guys are tough and aren’t afraid to back down from a fight. (Especially Alex and John) So I wouldn’t even think about it. Rating: 6/10
Overhaul: FUCK NO/ Yes: Do you have a death wish? Chisaki would not be afraid to hurt you if you challenged him to a fight. If you want your molecules to stay intact, steer clear of Chisaki. Rating: 1000000/10
Gundam, Souda, And Fuyuhiko: No/ Yes: Gundam and Souda are all talk but no bite, they would probably not win in a fist fight. Fuyuhiko however, considering he’s yakuza and has probably been in multiple fights, he’d probably knock your lights out. Rating: 5/10
So in other words don’t try to fight my f/os, they will kick your ass
I tag @kittyselfships @aricka-and-her-fictional-others @astralshipper and anyone else who sees this!
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