#Sophie Van der Welle

[scintillulae]

#Kate Davis-Macleod #Vogue Ukraine #Vogue #Sara Blomqvist #Sophie Van der Welle

[mysteriouslypleasantfest]

#Daisy Edgar-Jones #ANYA HOLDSTOCK #Fendi #Gucci #Halpern Studio #Max Mara #photoshoot #English actress #Sophie Van Der Welle

[terrainofheartfelt]

do you have any headcannons or behind-the-scenes for "it's something new (because of you)"?

oh DO I

for starters i'm sorryyyyyy for letting this sit so long I have no excuse other than life and brain chemistry are Nuts.

BTS-wise, this one-shot within the universe was inspired by a photoset I stumbled across here on tumblr, and I thought: "that could be my blorbos" and lo! it came. I started drafting it while at was at my folks' for christmas, and then it sat in google docs in purgatory before I summoned the spoons to complete it. which at the time I thought was odd, because my general technique with smut is to write it all within the space of a couple days--they just flow differently than things with, ya know, plot, but this one incubated for a while, and I think it served it.

HCs-wise, I've jotted down a few about this universe and specifically the beginning of dair's marriage within it :)

this is how Dan & Blair (mostly Blair) announce the wedding:

Epperly guest writes a post for Blair Necessities covering the event/interviewing Blair

The morning the post goes live, Blair & Dan each post one (1) thing to their accounts

They each pick a photo from what their photographer sent them (both candid, because they look stupidly in love in those)

Dan’s caption is from the Auden Blair quoted in her vows to him: The years shall run like rabbits, / For in my arms I hold / The Flower of the Ages, / And the first love of the world.

Blair’s is a quote of a different kind: Reader, I married him. 

They make their posts from a sidewalk cafe in Firenze then shut off their phones. 

And the internet goes WILD

immediately there’s all these buzzfeedesque articles like “Blair Waldorf, Former Princess of Monaco has remarried,” and “Blair Waldorf’s New Husband Is Hot” and “Who Is Mr. Blair Waldorf?” and “Blair Waldorf Totally Won Her Divorce”

Just to fuck with everyone Blair posts another pic of Dan a couple days later. it's of him sitting at the window in their tuscan villa, pretty much the view Blair wakes up to in the beginning of it's something new. Caption: my huckleberry friend

They don’t see any of it til they check their messages over breakfast the next day. Dan loves the nomer “Mr. Blair Waldorf” and immediately adds it to his profiles (which he only made bc his agent made him). Sherri, said agent, almost makes him change them back before she sees the spike in his book sales. He was doing well enough on a debut, but now he’s doing really well. 

Thanks to his family’s caution (and the NDAs signed by the wedding vendors), no photos of Milo surface, he’s mentioned by Blair in her interview of course, and outside of W he’s only known as “Humphrey’s grade school-aged son”

Nate has a good laugh at it all, which he calls payback for all the good natured ribbing he and Serena got in the summer with “Serena van der Woodsen and Nate Archibald Eloped, Apparently”—a headline that spurred several never-ending phone calls from a horde of van der Bilts, and one—as Serena calls it—“ugly-ass gravy boat” (and yes, she did have to contribute to the swear jar for that)

I actually have MORE mostly about the work after something new, so don't mind me if I share those too ;))))

Speaking of Serenate, they’re on the move a lot and bring Sophie when they can, but she’s old so long haul trips to LA that are only a few days aren’t ideal. So they ask the Humphreys to dog sit a lot. Dan always outright refuses, because he knows that dog-sitting is only one degree of separation from “Why can’t we get a dog, Dad?” and he just cannot have that conversation. Again. 

There’s a lot of anxiety from all parties when Blair gets pregnant. There’s her traumatic history which flares up when it is most inconvenient, plus Dan’s trauma coupled with the fact that  he hasn’t done this part before. He missed almost all of Georgina’s pregnancy, so he doesn’t really know how to be. 

Milo expresses a flicker of concern because he knows on some level that the upcoming baby is genetically connected to his parents while he isn’t and he needs reassurance. 

Dan consults his brother Scott, who lived through a similar situation being an adoptee, and being an adoptee with a younger sibling that was born to his parents, and his perspective helps. 

They move from the loft to a Park Slope townhouse just after the New Year and just shy of the beginning of Blair’s third trimester. She’s not allowed to pick up anything, so she just stands in the center of the first floor and directs the moving until Dan makes her sit on the first chair they bring in (the one from his home office). A joke about a sedan chair is made, and then Dan immediately regrets it when she looks like she’s considering it. Milo’s her assistant when he gets back from school. It’s adorable. 

It’s more house than either Humphrey boy knows what to do with, but they follow Blair’s lead in putting it together. Her nesting instincts kick into overdrive—it’s quite a thing to witness. Dan acquiesces to hiring Dorota full-time so Blair doesn’t do too much. 

The fetus of when everything else changes is male, despite Blair and Milo’s good vibes. After he’s born Blair—hopped up on drugs—is like “A boy? I don’t know anything about boys. How do I raise a boy?” Dan gives her a funny look and reminds her that she’s been successfully mothering a son for a few years now, actually. 

I haven’t an earthly idea what that baby’s first name is (Otis? — I’m KIDDING) but his middle name is Nathaniel. 

Blair and Milo are very precious and anxious and fussy when the baby comes and Dan is much more chill. He jokes that it’s because he’s Blair and Milo’s first baby

Dan becomes a stay-at-home dilf, fulfilling his potential ♥️

Rufus leaves the decision of what to do with the loft up to Dan and Jenny, and they can’t really bear to part with it, so they keep it in the family. It becomes Jenny’s crash pad when she’s in NY, and eventually morphs into her makeshift atelier, where she works while she’s in NY. 

#stars I LOVE you for asking this I am always down to talk about this series <333 #asks #gg hcs #insistonyourcupofstars #miloverse #milo humphrey

[acrossthewavesoftime]

Be careful what you say around your kids...

Recently, I stumbled across this sad parallel between Sophie of Hannover and her niece Liselotte, Princess Palatine.

This first excerpt is from Sophie's autobiography. The following exchange happened at her mother's court in The Hague when she was between 9 and 11 years old and being compared to her little brother Gustavus Adolphus of the Palatinate (1632 – 1641):

Adolf Köcher [ed.], Sophie, Hannover, Kurfürstin: Memoiren der Herzogin Sophie nachmals Kurfürstin von Hannover, Leipzig 1879, p. 35.

[...] that Madame Gorin said, mustering us both, my little brother and I: "He is very handsome, but she is scrawny and ugly: I hope she does not understand English." But I only understood it too well to be agrieved, and I was quite sad, since I thought my deficiency to be without remedy.

From around 1640, let's skip to the winter of 1659/1660, when Sophie, then in her late 20s and pregnant with her first child, was back in The Hague visiting her mother, this time with her little niece Liselotte (1652 – 1722) in tow.

The following is an excerpt from a letter written by Elizabeth Stuart, ex-Queen of Bohemia, Sophie's mother and Liselotte's grandmother to her son Karl Ludwig, Elector Palatine, Liselotte's fater:

There was last night a sad business betwixt your sister [Sophie] and Lisselotte. She saide in English, that her brother [Karl, 1651 – 1685] had a better face than she had, which she vnderstood and manie a teare was shed for it, but I maintained that she had the better face, which must [most] ioyed her.

In: Dirk Van der Cruysse, "Madame sein ist ein ellendes Handwerck." Liselotte von der Pfalz – eine deutsche Prinzessin am Hof des Sonnenkönigs, Munich 1997 (4th ed.), p. 77f.

It's sad and quite telling to think that Sophie committed the same error as the adults of her own childhood, although perhaps Madame Gorin was more foolish in assuming that Sophie, whose mother was a Stuart and appears at least in private to have conversed with her children exclusively in English, could not speak English than the grown Sophie when she supposed that Liselotte did not know the language, seeing as she never received any formal instruction and had only been around her grandmother for a few weeks at this point.

It is however interesting to note that Liselotte appears to have at least had a working basic understanding of English and was a passable passive speaker, at least when a child visiting her English grandmother in The Hague.

This may have come in handy if she had not been married to the Duke of Orléans, since, had she remained a Protestant, Liselotte would have taken precedence over Sophie and her heirs in the Act of Settlement, seeing as she had one more male ancestor in the direct line.

Liselotte might even have been happy to accept a crown, seeing as she professed that she would rather have been born a boy, so she could succeed her father as Elector. ...And why be just a measly Elector if you could be Queen?

Elisabeth Charlotte I, the best Queen England never had-- and who at age 16 together with her aunt Sophie tried to convince her father that she really should be permitted to marry a certain young Dutchman by the name of William of Orange.

One wonders how history would have turned out had the Elector Palatine given in to Liselotte's wishes...

#sophie von hannover #liselotte #liselotte von der pfalz #madame palatine #17th century #18th century #elizabeth stuart #queen of bohemia #winter queen #william of orange #history #british history

[archduchessofnowhere]

Hello! Do you have any recommend books on Queen Marie Sophie or Sophie Charlotte? The only one I have currently is the one Marie Sophie's biography by John Van der Kiste. Thank you in advance!

Hello! Sadly I do not have any book recommendations for Marie, because they are all bad lol

Ok I'll be less harsh: they are all lacking. All of Marie's biographies (that I could check at least) have one gigantic problem: none use primary sources. Marie's life is scattered throughout Europe, so in order to write a good book about her you should consult sources from Bavaria, Naples, Rome, Paris, Vienna and England. Which no one has done yet. The Italian biographies do use sources from Naples, but that's it. So we have to keep waiting for a truly good book.

The first biography about Marie ever was published during her lifetime, in 1904: Maria Sophia, Queen of Naples by Norwegian historian Clara Tschudi. It isn't a good history book, it cites literally zero sources, so I only recommend it because to this day this book is quoted in modern biographies.

For her time in Naples The Last Bourbons of Naples (1825-1861) by Harold Acton is a good source. Marie isn't the main focus but she features a lot in the latter part.

Van der Kiste's book is basically a recompilation of all the information available about Marie in English. I have my problems with it but well, given how poor the material he was working with is, it isn't bad. It is better than Tschudi's for sure.

For Sophie THE book about her is Sophie Charlotte: Sisis leidenschaftliche Schwester by Christian Sepp. I haven't read it yet but I have absolute trust in that it is good. There are other biographies in French, but those are older and are outdated now. In English sadly there isn't anything focused on Sophie.

Hope that I could help you!

#queen marie sophie of the two sicilies #sophie in bavaria duchesse d'alençon #asks

[maddalenafragnito]

GLOSSARY OF COMMON KNOWLEDGE, Vol. 2 Care is conflictual Contribution

Curated by Zdenka Badovinac, Ida Hiršenfelder, Bojana Piškur and Jesús Carrillo. Published by Moderna galerija, Ljubljana, 2022.

The terms by more than fifty narrators presented in this volume were discussed and written between 2019 and 2022 during seminar meetings to bring together diverse knowledges from the museums as well as the so-called global family of artists, thinkers and curators. They seek to find common knowledge to speak about less visible stories in contemporary art and to address systems that govern our ways of thinking in art and beyond. The project has been ongoing since 2014, and it was conceived and curated by Zdenka Badovinac, Bojana Piškur and Jesús Carrillo in the context of L’Internationale confederation of museums as a method of addressing the so-called referential fields. The first series of discussions was published in 2018. For this second edition, we repeated the same referential fields to re-examine how the conditions in our cultural landscape have changed in the drastic raptures of pandemic, war, climate catastrophes, a conservative turn and political upheavals. One of the most visible shifts in this volume compared to the previous edition is a clear need to address the growing urgency of climate change, and to stress the anthropogenic colonial origin of the cataclysmic events, moreover, to entangle this continuous crisis through troubled thinking, and propose not to resign. This volume is also marked by the COVID-19 pandemic and the implications it had on escalating power struggles and injustices. Contributors of terms: Zdenka Badovinac, María Berríos, Miha Blažič (N’toko), Sara Buraya Boned, Jesús Carrillo, Sebastian Cichocki, Fatma Çolakoğlu, Nicolás Cuello, Jakub Depczyński, Kike España, Pauliina Feodoroff, Maddalena Fragnito, Elisa Fuenzalida, Nancy Garín Guzmán, Deniz Gül, Jennifer Hayashida, Ida Hiršenfelder, Alistair Hudson, Maria Iñigo Clavo, Goran Injac, Vladan Joler, Yuji Kawasima, Gal Kirn, Ram Krishna Ranjan, Vali Mahlouji, Sophie Mak-Schram, Javiera Manzi A., Diego Marchante “Genderhacker”, Pablo Martínez, Miran Mohar, Meriç Öner, Bojana Piškur, Theo Prodromidis, Tjaša Pureber, Rasha Salti, Anja Isabel Schneider, Natalia Sielewicz, Antoine Silvestre, Maja Smrekar, Jonas Staal, Bogna Stefańska, Kuba Szreder, Steven ten Thije, Abhijan Toto, Fran MM Cabeza de Vaca, Chương-Đài Võ, Mick Wilson, Onur Yıldız, Joanna Zielińska, Yolande Zola Zoli van der Heide Curated by Zdenka Badovinac, Ida Hiršenfelder, Bojana Piškur and Jesús Carrillo. Published by Moderna galerija, Ljubljana, 2022. To purchase the full publication, please contact the bookstore in the Museum of Modern Art, Ljubljana, or the bookstore Museum of Contemporary Art Metelkova, Ljubljana.

Chapters

Table of contents

On Making the Glossary by Ida Hiršenfelder

2022ISBN 978-961-206-153-1

#text #care #conflict #l'internationale #mg+msum

[universomovie]

Laura McCluskey for Grazia UK with Ana Milojevic

Laura McCluskey for Grazia UK with Ana Milojevic

Photographer: Laura McCluskey. Fashion Stylist: Sophie van der Welle. Hair Stylist: Hiroshi Matsushita. Makeup Artist: Bobana Parojčić. Casting: Nick Forbes Watson. Model: Ana Milojevic at Premier Model Management.

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[theleoisallinthemind]

Sofie Theobald Photographed by Ana Larruy, Styled by Sophie van der Welle, Hair Hiroshi Matsushita, Makeup Anne Sophie Costa for Elle UK March 2017

#Sofie Theobald #Ana Larruy #Sophie van der Welle #Hiroshi Matsushita #Anne Sophie Costa #orange #editorial

[ianaitch]

ph Charlie Gates st Sophie van der Welle  evening standards

#Hero Fiennes-Tiffin #Charlie Gates #Sophie van der Welle

[bestfashionphoto]

Estella Boersma in ES Magazine  February 2019

Ph: Charlie Gates Style: Sophie van der Welle  HMUA: Carolyn Gallyer Model: Estella Boersma

#Estella Boersma #ES Magazine #February 2019 #Charlie Gates #Sophie van der Welle #Carolyn Gallyer #fashion #fashion photography #Fashion Model #fashion magazine #Model #photo #photography #photographer #best #best fashion photo #best fashion photography #fashion photographer #fashion photo

[athingcalledbliss]

Anine Van Velzen  by Nadia Ryder for Metal Magazine x Louis Vuitton METAL December 2017

#fashion editorial #fashion photography #editorial #metal magazine #nadia ryder #louis vuitton #anine van velzen #maki tanaka #sophie van der welle #carlos ramirez

[loftstudios]

Now summer is here, make up lovers might be thinking about brightening up their warpaint. 

Take some tips from make up guru Celia Burton, who worked her magic with paint sticks for the May 10th cover story for ES magazine. 

Be bold, be bright, be beautiful. Be what you want to be! 

Shot at Loft Studios.

Credits

Photographer: Jesse Laitenen

Makeup Artist: Celia Burton @ Jaqmanagement

Hair: David Wadlow

Stylist: Sophie Van Der Welle

Nails: Charly Avenell

Model: Ling Ling @ Premier

By Sara Darling

25.6

#ES magazine #standard #magazine #beauty #editorial #Jesse Laitenen #Celia Burton #David Wadlow #hair #Sophie Van Der Welle #Charly avenell #Sara Darling #words #Ling ling #premier models #London #studio hire #cover shoot #professional make up #make up tutorial

[concravatta]

Matilde Buoso photographed by James A Grant and styled by Sophie van der Welle for ELLE UK, May 2017

#matilde buoso #model #models #james grant #photographer #photographers #photography #fashion #fashion photography #style #styling #womens #womenswear #spring summer #elle #elle magazine #elle uk #sophie van der welle #white

[luccoiffait]

Wet Leg, Kensington, London Styled by Sophie Van Der Welle #wetleg #luccoiffait #music #fashionportrait (at Shoreditch) https://www.instagram.com/p/CaswnXUoVGY/?utm_medium=tumblr

#wetleg #luccoiffait #music #fashionportrait

[moldisgoodforyou]

heartbreak like a hangover (iii)

gif from @drewstarkeysbitchh​ 

wordcount: 3k

part one | part two

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In the three minutes it took Sophie to climb the stairs to her room, the realization of what she had just agreed to hit her like a ton of bricks. In her mind, she was thinking Rafe was giving her space just like she needed, time to figure out how she was going to juggle all her priorities at once - including him. She sucked in a deep breath once she was finally in the safety of her room, on the verge of panic.  

“Sophie?” Allie asked, concerned. She was the only one in the room when Sophie came back. “What’s wrong?”

“I - fuck, Allie, I just fucked up.” Sophie wrapped her arms around herself tightly and leaned her back against the wall, trying to make sense of the conversation.

“Do you need something?” Allie stood, frowning and gently touched Sophie’s shoulder. 

“Can I be alone for a minute?” Sophie squeezed her eyes shut, trying not to show she was about to cry. 

“Yeah, yeah, of course.” Allie grabbed her phone and paused before leaving. “Whatever it is, I’m sure it’ll be okay. Okay?” 

“I don’t know.” Sophie frowned, her voice shaky. Allie just nodded and touched her shoulder again before slipping out the door to give her some space. Once she was sure Allie had walked away, Sophie let out a pathetic sob, biting her knuckles to stay quiet. She felt stupid for even wanting to cry over this, something she had caused, but allowed herself a moment of pity. Just a moment, and okay, maybe a moment more.

She crawled into bed still in her clothes from class, toed off her sneakers and pulled her pillow over her head. Every time she thought about what she had said to Rafe, and what he asked for, she felt like she couldn’t breathe. He wouldn’t even look at her after she said it, so fucking confident, as if he had just offered her some time to think when really he was proposing a full pause to their relationship. After thinking about it more, she came to the conclusion that he’d been prepared for this conversation, he’d probably been thinking about it for a while. Sure, she could explain what she was thinking, but what if that’s what he really wanted all along? Space from her?

They’d spent almost every day together over break, after all, maybe that was too much for him. Maybe he found he didn’t like her that much after all, that she was only fun when they were flirting and play-fighting. She’d always been the same way, thinking the chase was more fun than the catch, but Rafe was different to her. Maybe it was just the same for him.

Sophie worked herself into a tirade of self doubt, crying harder and harder as she compared herself to past girlfriends of Rafe’s (though she could only recall high school) and thought about all the things she couldn’t offer him. Money. Expensive gifts. Lavish vacations. Hell, she couldn’t even offer him that much time this semester, knowing her schedule was going to be packed full. Maybe he knew this all along, just didn’t want to be the one to say it.

She’d been through a “break” before - freshman year. She was eighteen and naive, and gladly accepted taking a break over the winter holiday without putting two and two together that it’s much easier to break up with someone when your relationship is on hold. That relationship held nothing to what she had with Rafe, but she felt herself wanting to be sick thinking about what she had done. 

It’s funny how heartbreak can feel like a hangover.

After a couple hours, Julia and Allie returned to the room quietly, a pint of ice cream in hand. They found Sophie asleep with the lights on, mascara smudged under her eyes. Allie knelt down next to her, gently nudging her awake. “Sophie, you gotta get up and change, okay?” 

Sophie rubbed her eyes hard as she slowly sat up, pressing her hands against her head. “Is it late?” 

“Only around nine. You can go back to sleep, just figured you’d want to take your makeup off? Or not sleep in jeans?” Julia frowned, looking her over. Sophie nodded, still half asleep, and got up to kick off her clothes and pull on sweatpants and a t-shirt instead. She paused when pulling out a shirt, purposely avoiding three of Rafe’s that sat in her drawer. 

“Do you want to talk about it?” Allie asked softly, holding up the pint of ice cream and a spoon. Sophie finished taking her makeup off, then turned back to them. “Maybe tomorrow? I just...I don’t...” Her voice cracked and she ducked her head down, quickly rubbing away a stray tear. 

Julia crossed the room first and pulled her into a hug, holding her tight. Sophie stayed stiff in her arms, taking short shallow breaths. “It’s going to be alright, Soph. Whatever it is, you can fix it.” 

“Maybe.” Sophie mumbled and Julia finally let go. She stepped back and gave her space, and Sophie returned to her bed straightaway, curling up under the covers. After a few hesitant moments and mouthed words, the girls left her alone again. 

_

Two hours after talking to Sophie, Rafe finally returned to the Delt house. He couldn’t think of anything to do except go for a drive, going straight down the highway away from Columbus. He only turned around once he pulled the car over, after realizing he was crying and couldn’t see the road through the rain pouring outside. When he felt his cheeks, wet to the touch, he punched the steering wheel, wanting to scream. Every single moment of their conversation replayed in his head - god, how things could go so wrong in a fifteen-minute drive home. 

Did he push her too much? Was it his snap at her, was it him being too overbearing and picking her up even though she asked to talk the next day? He wasn’t sure, but he knew she didn’t pause for a moment when he suggested a break. Why he even suggested it in the first place was beyond him - maybe it was a chance for her to give in, to explain why she’d felt so distant. 

He never expected her to say yes. 

_ 

The next two weeks were absolute hell for Sophie. 

She was doing everything in her power to keep herself from thinking about what had happened, making herself work until two or three am every night. She prepped for schoolwork weeks in advance, staking her claim in the architecture studio, and stayed an extra hour at the office for her internship when she could. (That was promptly shut down after a week, when her boss had to tell her to go home for the fourth time in a row.) 

She was exhausted, working herself to a breaking point of stress - one she was used to during finals week, not at the beginning of the semester. Her distraction tactic hardly worked anyways, as she found herself writing Mies van der Rafe in her notes instead of van der Rohe. She wore the sweater Rafe gave her for Christmas one day despite her brain telling her no, and the smell of his cologne in the fabric had her sidetracked the entire day. 

There were several moments she almost texted him, drafting up a short message about a new song she found that reminded her of him or wanting to tell him about her favorite new professor. Each time her thumb hovered over the send button, moments away, then she hastily deleted and hoped he hadn’t seen the typing bubble pop up. Even if she missed him like hell, she wanted to respect his space, give him time for the break he had asked for. 

_ 

“Come on, we’re going out.” James threw the blankets off Rafe’s bed, duvet and all. “Get the fuck up.” 

Rafe groaned, pulling his pillow over his head. He had been miserable the past two weeks, sure that his relationship was doomed. All he had done was go to class, do the bare minimum for his assignments and taking notes, then came home again to watch movies, sleep, or run. Colin had confiscated Rafe’s tennis shoes once he tried going on his third run of the day, and James confiscated Rafe’s DVD of The Da Vinci Code after his fourth watch. (He didn’t find it a coincidence that the lead female protagonist was also named Sophie.)

“Either you shower on your own or we’re forcing you in. Get up.” Colin added. The two boys had given Rafe his time to process, but when he refused to talk to them about what had happened and just moped around instead, they decided to take action.  

Rafe got out of bed with a groan, throwing the sheets back onto his bed. “Fuck you both.”  

“Aw, buddy, you don’t mean that. Go take a fucking shower.” James clapped Rafe on the back, handing him his towel. Surprisingly, Rafe didn’t protest much and ambled down the hall.  

“That’s something.” Colin remarked when Rafe came back in, freshly showered. 

“I’m not going out.” Rafe retorted. James stopped him from trying to pull on a fresh pair of sweatpants. “Yes, you are. Real person clothes. Quit being a wet blanket.” 

“Excuse me for being upset over my girlfriend breaking up with me.” Rafe mumbled. 

Both James and Colin stopped in their tracks, surprised he had finally admitted something and surprised it was so finite. “That doesn’t sound right. Are you sure?” Colin asked. 

“No. Fine. We’re on a fucking break. Which is practically the same thing.” Rafe pulled on the clothes James had set out for him, though not without a few extra dramatic grumbles. 

“No, no, dude, that’s not the same at all. A break is temporary.” James reassured him, handing him his coat. “Do you wanna talk about it or do you wanna get fucked up?”  

Rafe debated, glancing back and forth between his bed and the door. “I don’t want to talk about it.” 

Colin nodded. “Great, let’s go then. The rest of the guys already left.” 

It only took Rafe three drinks and two shots until he was confessing his feelings. A girl slid up to him at the bar, complimenting his hair (that was ungelled, just how Sophie liked it) and placing a hand on his arm. “That was how Sophie flirted.” Rafe told her with a big sigh. 

She gave him a confused look, pulling back her hand. “Sophie?”  

“My girlfriend.” He clarified. “Well. Ex girlfriend. We’re on a break, I don’t know what that means.” 

“Okay...” The girl nodded just to be polite, looking like she regretted ordering a more time-consuming drink as both of them waited at the bar. 

“I love her. I haven’t told her yet though. But I asked her if she wanted the break. I think. I don’t remember.” 

The girl frowned. “Why would you do that if you love her? That doesn’t make sense.” 

“I know.” Rafe lamented, frowning. “I miss her so much. She smells like lemons, you know, and that flower that makes you sleepy.” 

“Lavender?” The girl supplied.

Rafe snapped his fingers. “Yeah, that’s it.” When the bartender handed him their drinks, he frowned. “I’m sorry, I don’t even know you. I just miss her. I need to call her.” 

“S’okay.” She had paid for his drink when he wasn’t paying attention, taking pity on him. “Call her in the morning though, when you’re sober. Trust me.” 

Rafe nodded. “When I’m sober. Got it.” She nodded and gave him a small smile, then made her exit. Unfortunately for him, he forgot the conversation almost as quickly as it had happened, choosing to drink more instead. Once the boys finally got him to quit, he was unsteady, leaning on every surface available. Both James and Colin had to wrestle him into an Uber then drag him up the stairs to their room. “M’ sorry.” He mumbled for the fourth time in a row, practically collapsing into his bed.

“You’re a mess, dude, get your shit together.” Colin reprimanded. “Talk to her, or something.” 

“Can’t. Told her two weeks. Giving her time.” 

“It’s been two weeks. It is today, at least.” James pointed out, handing Rafe a bottle of water to sober him up. 

“Oh.” He accepted the water, frowning. “She hasn’t said anything.” 

“It’s barely two weeks, it’s one am. She’s not going to call you now.” Colin reasoned. “You gonna tell us what happened or not?” 

Rafe paused, considering. “I think it might’ve been the Christmas party? She was being weird that night. Dunno why. She met my dad.” 

James nodded in recognition. “Oh. You should have just started with that.”

“Huh?” 

“Your house is kind of intimidating. And your dad.” Colin told him, point-blank. 

“Yeah, you took us to visit the Outer Banks on a private plane for spring break freshman year. That’s not normal.” James added. 

“But you guys grew up together, she must have known all that already. Right?” Colin asked. 

Rafe sat back against the wall, head spinning a little. “Yeah...right.” 

“Convincing.” James handed Rafe another water bottle, watching him put two and two together. 

“I can’t think straight.” He confessed. “This is too much.” 

“Go to bed and we can talk it out tomorrow, okay?” Colin set two ibuprofen on Rafe’s nightstand for the next morning. “You guys can fix this, Rafe.” 

“Sophie calls me that.” He practically whined, flopping back onto the bed again. 

James snorted. “That’s your name, buddy. Everyone calls you that.” 

“Still.” 

“Okay. You’re not as sober as I thought you were. Drink the rest of your water and you can sleep.” 

Rafe nodded and drank the rest, then tossed the bottle back to James. “She’ll talk to me in the morning? Promise?” 

“Uh...yeah. Sure. Promise.” Colin gave him a pitying look. “Just go to sleep, man. It’ll get better.” 

_

“Okay, you can’t do this anymore.” Julia interrupted Sophie’s train of thought, grabbing her laptop away from her. Sophie was holed up in the study room of Theta at 1am, again, doing everything she could to keep herself busy. 

“Hey! Give it back.” Sophie grabbed for it, but Julia held her laptop out of her reach. Allie picked up Sophie’s mug and dumped it in the water fountain. “Coffee, Soph? This late?”

“I was working.” She protested weakly, reaching out. 

“Sophie, you have your homework done for the entire month of February. And it’s barely the end of January.” Allie flicked through Sophie’s notebook, shaking her head. 

“Just in one class. Just little quizzes.” 

“That’s not normal. You’re working too much.” Julia argued. “And it’s a Friday. Come on, you have to go to bed.” 

“I can’t.” Sophie frowned, backing down more and more. “And I can’t tell you why. It’s fucking pathetic.” 

Julia shook her head and sat next to her, Allie still standing with arms crossed. “We’re not going to make fun of you, you know that.” 

Sophie let out a big sigh, pressing her fingers to her temples. “I keep dreaming about him. He’s being sweet, or giving me things, and then sometimes I kick him off the edge of a cliff.”  

Julia couldn’t help herself and snorted. “Lovely.” 

“It’s not funny! I fucked up a good thing. And now I don’t know if I can fix it.” She bit the inside of her cheek. 

“Can I be honest?” Allie asked.

“When are you not?” 

Allie laughed a little at that. “Honestly, I think you’re being dumb. You’re letting this whole money thing get to your head, and I’ve never seen you less confident. That’s not you, Soph.”  

Julia nodded. “You and Rafe are good together, he makes you happy. You know that. Besides, if you’re going to date a man, he might as well be rich.” 

“That is...so not helpful.” Allie sighed. 

Sophie laughed out loud, for what felt like the first time in days. “It’s a little true. I just need to talk to him, don’t I?” 

“Exactly. I’m sure he’s not doing well either.” Julia added. 

“He hasn’t reached out at all.” She told them, twisting her rings she wore daily as her usual anxious habit. 

“You’re the one that accepted the break. He’s probably just waiting for you first.” Allie pointed out. 

“Maybe.” Sophie sat back in her seat, thinking. “At the party, he said he had something important to say. He told me no l-word. What’s that supposed to mean?” 

Both Julia and Allie exchanged glances, Allie shaking her head.

“What?”

“Um...you’re going to have to figure that one out on your own, Soph.” Julia stood and offered her hand. “You need to sleep first though. If not for you, do it for us.” 

“Seriously, you’ve made us worried.” Allie nudged Sophie’s shoulder with her own once she stood. Sophie nodded and followed them upstairs, feeling a little more hopeful. 

_

The next morning, Rafe didn’t wake up until nearly noon. He checked his phone with a groan, seeing a single text notification.

Sophie: hey. can I see you?

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[todaviia]

oi bestie, mind dropping a list of must-see museums in Munich? 🥰 I trust you and I don't know where to start

Sure I'd love to! Ok so if you're horny for statues, I can really recommend the Glyptothek (also general tip, on Sundays most of the publicly owned museums in Munich are only 1€, but then you have to buy tickets for the Glyptothek and the State Collection of Antiquities separately, on all other days they're combined.) It's the oldest museum in Munich but it's been recently renovated and I think the inside is reaaaally nice. This is where I went today.

The Pinakotheken are probably the most "Must See" museums in Munich (these museums as well as the Glyptothek, the State Collection of Antiquities, the Egyptian Museum, the Lenbachhaus and the NS Documentation Center are all pretty close to each other so you can easily combine them at will).

You have the Alte Pinakothek (Medieval to 18th Century, the coolest painting here imo is a Rubens called "Höllensturz der Verdammten" which is super rad but in general they have literally everything from that time period from Dürer to Da Vinci), Neue Pinakothek (I think it's being renovated rn and therefore closed, but it has 18th/19th century art, esp impressionism, think Monet, van Gogh, Klimt etc) and the Pinakothek der Moderne (which is abt post-1900 art, I think their Picasso pictures are their most well-known ones, but they also have a lot of contemporary art and design).

Honestly if I had to rank them it would be Neue Pinakothek, Alte Pinakothek, then with a good bit of distance Pinakothek der Moderne - I think what pissed me off the most was that when I went there a BIG part of the design exhibition was basically about Mercedes Benz (I'm 99% sure it was Mercedes but it could also have been another German car manufacturer) and like it had a really obnoxious mix of pseudo-deep "DOES THIS ART MAKE YOU THINK?" and really over the top corporate sponsorship which pissed me off, it's also quite expensive on non-Sundays.

The Lenbachhaus is also pretty important, especially since they focus more on German Art and especially art from Munich. I really love it too (in my first year of law school me and my friends got year-tickets and went there regularly just to hang out lol). They have a lot about the Blaue Reiter which I was kind of obsessed with back then (It's German Expressionism from just before WW1, esp by Franz Marc and Wassily Kandinsky).

Honestly, I'm not really a fan of the NS Documentation Center (though they do sometimes have interesting short-time exhibitions), I think if you visit Munich you absolutely should visit the Dachau concentration camp memorial, but at least to me, going to Dachau and listening to/reading survivor accounts is also a much more emotional and immediate experience, whereas the NS Documentation Center always feels a little... sterile? Like there obviously needed to be an NS memorial at the site (it's where the Nazi Party Headquarters were located until they were destroyed after the war) and if you don't have the time to go to Dachau (which is a suburb of Munich) and don't know much about the Holocaust, do visit, but there's better museums and memorial sites about the era in Germany.

If you're interested in that time period, I can also really recommend visiting the main building (Hauptgebäude) of the Ludwig Maximilian University, which is where the student resistance group White Rose was active and where unfortunately Sophie and Hans Scholl were arrested after being turned in by the university janitor after dropping leaflets into the atrium. There's a (free) exhibit room in the atrium itself, plus there are some memorials.

Apart from all that, the Deutsches Museum is the main science museum in Munich (actually according to google it's the biggest museum for science and technology in the world?) I think parts of it are also under construction but it's not fully closed. But its HUGE. They have some really cool demonstrations about physics stuff (like demonstrating a Faraday cage for example) and I'd call it an "all ages" museum. Honestly, this is probably the museum that is "funnest" imo. Like if you're just with friends and want to go to a museum for fun, this is the one where nobody is going to get bored.

Apart from that the two museums I visit the most and personally really like are the Jewish museum (pretty self-explanatory, it's about Jewish life in Munich, they also sometimes have cool Jewish-themed events) and the Museum Five Continents (formerly Ethnological Museum), it has non-European art and cultural exhibitions. Obviously it has a major colonialist history (let's be real, so do a lot of the others), but I feel it's comparatively reasonable with addressing it and also has contemporary non-European/non-Western art.

There are toooooooooooooooooooons of other museums but imo I think these are the most important/best ones.