#and it's funny whenever i hear selena i think about the time i went to a drag brunch with my best friend

[mercurytrinemoon]

Another post on Moon signs you can drag me for

Before we get into the actual thing, I'd like to say this post initially started as something else but ultimately, what I tried to put across is, sometimes Moon signs aren’t that easy to decipher. It’s easy to grasp overall characteristics of the signs and then learn how to identify their specific traits. But what people seem to forget it that Moon represents the deepest side of us & our inner world - it’s uncommon to really see someone’s side of it unless you really pay attention. Sometimes I’m surprised to see what someone’s Moon sign is even if I know this person well. Meaning, people usually hide that part of them - or they just simply process it internally and others can’t see their emotional reactions. It’s also uncommon for folks these days to fully express their emotional needs so it gets even trickier to pin-point their Moon characteristics. I don't think I have to mention this but, of course, your entire chart should be taken into account, as well as house placement, aspects. Personally, I like to also look at Moon's dispositor.

Let’s start from my friends, Gemini Moons, who, I feel, get a bad rep for not showing their feelings and scanning every emotion like an AI. Nah-ah. I know this one Gemini Moon whose immediate emotional reactions aren’t very cerebral in the sense of processing everything in the mind and intellectualizing it aka, what people like to label as being un-emotional. Instead her reactions are often fast (air energy) but physically expressed through Mercury (Gemini Moon’s dispositor) and Sun (overall identity) – she has them both in Aries. She’s a crybaby who can burst into tears in a matter of seconds. So she’s not something that would stereotypically be assigned to a Gemini Moon. But what I did notice is that all Gemini Moons tend to have this weird look on their face when they’re processing stuff. As if they were about to have a brain malfunction; they stop and have that specific worried look. They also like to either gossip or tell stories (either real or made up lol); they’re great with words - they can talk for hours if they feel comfortable with you. They just crave interaction and mental stimulation. Their quick reactions tend to make them effortlessly witty. Even if they’re a withdrawn Gemini type, they make up for it through social media and technology or just a quiet exploration. My shy Cancer pal with Moon in Gemini is now a brand/website designer and an instagram queen who travels the world. This is great energy for content creators in general. And don’t forget that Geminis need to have their fingers in many pies. It’s because they always have a backup plan… and they get bored easily so they need that chaos around them to feel at home. They like to have options in everything, which is kind of funny cause it’s hard for them to make up their minds and actually choose something. And they store a lot of information in their brains… I feel like it must be exhausting, no? 

On the other side of the axis, whenever I see someone with a Sagittarius Moon, I can immediately say “yup, a Sag Moon indeed” (probably thanks to my Sag stellium), meaning, they all seem the same to me. Sag Moons often find comfort in exploration - best if it’s literal travel. They always seem to need to free themselves from their surroundings, family, roots or their own culture to discover something new and exciting, even if it’s only in the imaginary words - through books, movies and other medias. Their happiness always lies somewhere else from where they currently are. Like, I think all Sagittarius Moons that I know have left their parents and went their own paths early on. And they have this yolo attitude. Just like Sagittarius Suns, they’re massive dorks, probably also obnoxious… sometimes in a REALLY annoying way. They’re either a) very wise and curious b) lil preachy and stuck up c) just plain dumb clowns with no filter. But they’re all funny. And they take things lightly, with a natural ease. This means sometimes they may offend other people just because they assume everyone’s as chill as they are; „relax! I was just kidding!” - that’s a phrase you’ll hear from them often… I mean, unless you’re a jokester yourself and you’re unmoved by their sarcastic or teasing words. They have somewhat spiritual or philosophical nature so besides making you laugh, be prepared for deep monologues. They want to believe everything will eventually fall into place. It’s also hard to bring them down - or I should say, it’s hard to make them acknowledge that they're feeling down - they always try to distract or cover it up with a joke, usually a self-depricating one. If Sagittarius Moon (or Sagittarius in general tbh) is telling you that they’re unhappy, then it’s serious.

I’ve noticed there comes a point in life for a Libra Moon where they just have enough. They’re too nice for everyone and one day they wake up and yell about how they have to do everything for everyone and everyone wants something from them and bLah bLah. Makes me think of when Bieber was this overly nice kid and then he was like “I’M NOT TAKING PICTURES WITH FANS ANYMOREEEE AAGhJFJFUWIUq”. Yup, a Libra Moon, everyone. They know how to charm and appeal to people, I think overall they’re easily liked by others. Sometimes it’s simply because they like to kiss people’s ass just to avoid being rejected. That’d be a Libra Moon’s nightmare. They like other people’s company too much. And they thrive in relationships and in a big circle of friends. What they hate is confrontations (like every other Libra placement omg). They may be good mediators when it comes to other people but if they’re involved in an argument they get sooooo passive aggressive. They just don’t know how to handle conflicts - it’s as if their nervous system wasn’t designed for emotional outbursts (because, you know, everything needs to be peaceful and harmonious Venus-style). A fussy or angry Libra Moon will suddenly get loud as they blame someone for something… and then they’ll leave the room cause they’re scared to even hear the other side of the argument. Or, alternatively, they’ll make a doormat out of themselves just to stay quiet and avoid causing any rift. And making decisions? I think it’s common for them to have two different romantic interests and feeling so dramatically torned between them *Alexa play Agony from Into the Woods*. Then when they decide, they have problems breaking the bad news to one of them.

On the other end we have Aries Moons. *deep breath* Listen, I think I’ve said enough about having Moon in Aries (or rather purely dissing it) but last time it made a bit of controversy so why not wreak even more havoc. I have a good description for this one: I will punch you but be gentle with me cause it’s easy to break my fragile heart. So basically, imagine putting Buttercup and Bubbles into one person. And honestly, I need to say this, women with this placement are just hot badasses, look at friggin Angelina Jolie. The queen of badass. The queen of hot. People say because Aries folks move quickly (literally and figuratively lol), they often get bored with whatever got them excited last week... or yesterday. Ha, yeah, right. You get their heart to open up and they’re going to have their eyes for you ONLY, like a lil puppy. Give us treats and we’ll build our world around you. But NOT in a clingy way by any means, we need our space and independence after all. My lil niece is an Aries Moon and ever since I started playing guitar with her, she became my #1 fan or something. That’s the energy. But we get easily bored with day-to-day stuff so yeah, there’s that. Innocent and clumsy yet raw in their emotions - so there’s potential to make mistakes sometimes (or a lot of times) or having this tunnel vision, like „I want this and I don’t care about anything else!”. And then excusing it with some „but the heart wants what it wants” crap (looking @ ya, Selena Gomez). They experience constant inner movement and turbulence that needs a physical outlet in order to feel satisfied. WE NEED PASSION IN OUR LIVES, OKAY?!?!?? now leave me alone

Aquarius Moons aren’t as cold as you might think. People like to describe them as if their Moons actually disappeared from their charts: dEtaCheD, uNeMotiOnaL, tHey fEeL nOtHinG. It’s just they don’t sit and dwell on things, they find solutions to the problems. If something doesn’t make them feel right, they just leave that situation. They do care about other people’s well-being, they’re very sensitive in that regard, they’re humanitarians after all. Yeah, they detach, but from their own emotions - in order to make sense of them. They may seem like snow queens sometimes (and this comes from an Aqua rising) but they’re really friendly and if you pique Aqua Moon’s interest, they’re going to be curious about you. They like new exciting things so if you’re cool enough, you have their attention. Usually they’re pretty progressive as well and can’t stand injustice. That’s why you’ll see them standing up for those who are in need. Uranian energy gives them a specific type of sharp intuition and wit. Idk they’re just cute in a quirky way. But this buzzing, fast energy is a great recipe for anxiety, over-thinking and frequent changes of heart. Similarly to Sadges, they need constant exploration and stimuli. Intelligent, people-oriented (but not people-pleasing! Look to Libras for that), individualistic. They definitely need their own space and independence. Their decision-making is fast and it’s easy for them to just say „screw it, I’m doing this”. My Aquarius Moon friend just casually decided that she’s moving to Turkey cause nothing in our city (or even country) seems interesting or helping her expand… So she was like, see ya suckers, I’m leaving.

Leo Moons shine from within. You’ll spot them from a mile away even if they’re on the shyer side. They’re all lil stars no matter their profession. Very expressive people & easily excitable. Art galleries, live shows, theater - they love a creative environment even if they don’t pursue that lifestyle themselves... One of my Leo Moon friends is an art junkie – suggest taking her to an obscure play at the local bar, a music festival, a weird museum – she’ll say yes in the blink of an eye. And she loves discussing these things. A Leo Moon may not see themselves as artistically inclined, but usually sooner or later they at least try dipping their toes in music, arts, acting, dancing... you name it. They’ll learn a simple 3-chord song on a ukulele and then play it to you in excitement. Imagine a lil kid making you a puff piece and being super proud of it. Sometimes they just need some encouragement. Remember, Leos feed off of praise, that’s their fuel. Doesn’t mean they’re all proud, egotistical people but what it does mean is that they need a lil assurance to gain their self-confidence. I lived with a Leo Sun/Moon for almost 15 years (who’s a musician btw so yeah, a classic creative Leo type) - he did have some issues lol but ego wasn’t one of them. Drama followed him everywhere but I’m pretty sure he disliked it himself. BUT, with that being said, I feel like Leo Moons tend to dramatize themselves internally. People say it’s something Virgos or Geminis would do - because of their tendency to overthink, but Leos can just go straight to a worst-case scenario in their heads simply because they exaggerate everything. So don’t be surprised to see a Leo Moon feeling down and anxious. On the bright side, be their cheerleader and they’ll give that to you in return. They need sparks and dullness kills their upbeat spirit. They need to feel their own heartbeat so the feeling of excitement is crucial for their well-being. Romantic, giving and kind. They’re fixed fire so once they’re set on something or someone, they give their all and are rather loyal.

I feel like my chart low-key tells me I should dislike Taurus Moons but I just want to melt in their arms and just stay there? Like, forever? Low maintenance but a bit slow-moving and stubborn. They won’t settle easily, at least not officially, so you need to have a lot of patience with them. They need 3 things to feel secure and at peace: physical stimuli, time and a stable place they know they can always come back to. And it’s not like all of them are total lazy homebodies, they may be active spirits & travellers but they are going to have a reallyyyyy nice cosy flat somewhere near their childhood place (gotta be be close to their moms, you know). Not necessary materialistic but they may have one thing that they collect throughout their entire life and they won’t. ever. get. rid. of. it. There needs to be at least one constant in their life - like you know when Elton John decided to go to therapy but one thing he stuck to was shopaholism? Very Taurus Moon of him. Also, they’re very affectionate. In fact, may have issues differentiating between affection and passion - this is actually something Taurus Moon and Aries Moon have in common. Pro tip - and this is in regard to all Taurus placements - don’t smell bad when you’re around them (I mean, don't smell bad in general, no one likes stinky people lol). They have a sensitive smell. Doesn’t help that they like to smell everything. EVERYTHING. I swear, Taurus, stop sticking your nose in every single thing!!! You don't need to know how that piece of utensil smells like. Jeez.

Scorpio Moon (shoutout to those who remember me accidentally calling them sporpio last time I made a post on Moons lol). I honestly don’t know what to tell you... I feel like all you hear about Scorpio Moon is 100% true, there’s nothing to debunk here. It’s the Moon of extremes. Prone to jealousy and surpressing emotions; severe trust issues; they’re instigators. I was low-key bullied by a few Scorpio Moons when I was in school so there’s that. Very secretive and private. Scorpio Moon will be like “I’m in control of the situation!!!!” and you’ll just look at them and think, yeah, right, looks like the situation is controlling you. But keep being in denial, sure. Like, don’t get me wrong, Scorpios in general can be TOTAL SWEETHEARTS OMG but ya’ll have issues. Even celebrities who have this placements... Think Beyonce or Lady Gaga, Miley Cyrus... I feel like they have issues lol, especially with control and the need for everything to be perfectly the way they want it to be. To be fair, that’s probably why they’re all so influential and high status: it’s either their way or highway. They need constant reinvention; they’re the ones to wake up one day and decide they’re going through a spiritual awakening blah blah. They also like to talk about dark and shocking topics while having casual lunch with you... So like, be warned that you may end up with a depressed mood after talking to them for 10 minutes. And their mood swings... don’t even get me started on that.

I don't know where to start with Virgo Moons... I feel like they're very calculated and nit-picky but they're a lot warmer than Virgo Suns. I think I called them softies in my last Moon post. Very sweet people but prone to anxiety. You gotta experience seeing them having a heart attack over someone mixing bananas with milk or messing with their stuff that’s been put in a perfect arrangement. I saw a Virgo Moon once literally squealing shouting "YOU'RE GONNA RUIN YOUR LAPTOP WITH THAT SUPERGLUE!!!" Highly entertaining to watch, not gonna lie. Gordon Ramsay has his Moon in Virgo - it’s conjunct Uranus and Pluto so that’s an extreme but I think him being fed up with people over small inconsistencies in their food prep is a perfect example of this energy (btw his chart is hilarious, it literally explains EVERYTHING). They're VERY picky with their food as well, just as Virgo Suns tend to be. Like, they’ll only have a specific type of single origin coffee or they’ll be vegan or something. Self-critical over their work, which is a plus... except for when finishing a simple task takes them a few hours because they want to make it perfect. They take everything seriously. This of course doesn't mean they're total bores - on the contrary, Mercurial energy gives them witty approach and a talent for choosing the right words at the right time. Tho they can be a bit awkward or shy with it. Can be as bubbly as Gemini but the grounded earthy energy gives them more practical and almost nurturing nature - earth signs are providers after all and Virgo is the sign of service - helping others is like their second nature. I’ve noticed they often find comfort in devoting themselves to a choosen task - this is why if they pursue something, they’re really good at it. They’re also very likely to dissect their emotions.

I’m not a fan of water Moons in general but Pisces Moon is the best water Moon in my opinion. Maybe because I like Pisces overall. I think it’s like a tweaked Sagittarius Moon - just more internalized, withdrawn & gloomy. But unlike Sag, who has a tendency to be an adventurous optimist, Pisces likes to focus on the negatives instead. Obviously, they can be very upbeat, they’re Jupiter-ruled after all, but there’s somehing whiny about them lol. Just like Sadges, they dream big and have their standards put up sooo high but if there's not much active energy in their charts, they’re often too passive to actually fullfill any of that - or I should say, they’re stuck daydreaming about it, believing it’ll just magically manifest for them... OR they do everything with an apathetic approach. What I do like about them is that they’re funny. And really chill - sometimes to the point of coming off as confused or hazy. I feel like a lot of them would just love to sleep all day... or sit by the lake and just think about the world. Most of them are also compassionate folks - again, maybe a bit too much. Hey Pisces, you don’t have to take everything to heart, it’s okay. On the bright side, they have big imagination and the ability to disconnect and just create. I have a few Pisces Moons in the family: one’s that sleepy artistic type with grand visions, one is an asshole-ish but funny entrepreneur with a questionable work ethic and one is a witty IT guy who’s actually a workaholic and likes to shut in his own world of computers and numbers or whatever he does there... So there’s this factor of tunnel vision, escapism and, on the more negative side, being kinda iffy and almost addicted to the way they want things to be. Once they set their eyes on something it’s done deal…

My issue with Capricorn Moons is that they're often trying to be sooooo mature omg, like, loosen up a bit. It usually starts when they're in their later teens... They can be the most rebellious kid that likes to have fun and suddenly they'll be like "I'm too old for this ugh grow up" *judgmental stare*. My 18-year old niece once literally roasted my sister that she's in her 30s and still doesn't have her own place (well so do I so I guess she also indirectly roasted me as well???). And she was SO deadpan with it. Because she herself wants to be independent and start a family before turning 25. This is classic Capricorn Moon energy. They suck out joy out of everything lol. Of course, OF COURSE, it depends on the whole chart but I feel like worst-case scenario is that at one point in their life (or maybe even a few times throughout it) they go through a massive shake-up that makes them change their attitude and re-evaluate their structures. There's this multi-instrumentalist Yvette Young - she's a sweet, funny Cancer/Leo mix but her Moon is in Capricorn. She used to be a competitive pianist but the pressure that was put on her has led her to severe health issues. Like yes, she’s now an extremely talented musician - thanks to family’s expectations & a rigid schooling system (Saturn) but it did cost her a lot. She has recovered since then but I think it's a perfect example of this energy. It’s very ambitious and hardworking but emotionally demanding in the sense that you have to actually put your emotions aside in order to deal with the rest. Another thing, because Moon can be associated with family, there's often a weird dynamic surrounding this topic. I don't think I've met a Capricorn Moon that had a completely healthy and happy relationship with their fam or one of the family members. Or, alternatively, there can be a strong bond between one of them but usually created in the atmosphere of hardships.

Last but not least, Cancer Moons. I had three school friends with this placement and all of them made this sad, whiny face as they said „oh I don’t knoooow anymoreee”  when they were feeling torned or frustrated. To be fair, two of them are water Suns so for them, it added to the mushyness. All Cancer Moons I know are family people or better yet, baby people. One of those school friends is now a guidance counsellor, working with kids; the other turned her instagram into a gallery of her own child after she gave birth. So much kid content, omg. There’s also something very indecisive about them… or I should say, hesitant. They’re not very fast at making decisions. Also, what’s interesting, they’re kind of like walking libraries, they remember a lot – so they store a lot of information in their brains just like air signs but they process it in a completely different way – emotional, obviously. I think this also makes them hold grudges a lot. For them it’s more of a question of „how does it make me feel?” rather than „how valid is it?”. There’s certain stubborness in them in that regard because they don’t keep their minds open. It’s also hard for them to walk away from people and situations, like a crab pinching you with its claws – it won’t let go. Sensitive but not easy to open up; very protective of themselves and their loved ones & they tend to shut down in their crab shells. But they may crave connection and the feeling of belonging. Also very caring and with a big imagination. They’re very receptive of their environment so mood swings are a thing for them.

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[cloudygreywolf]

“You keep staring at me instead of watching the film. What’s up?”💖🥺

Thanks for the ask; I hope this was a writing prompt and not a random ask lol. It’s also my first time writing casual fluff, so sorry about how bad this is. But if you do read it, please lemme know what you think in the comments, thank you. 

I tried to look at her normally, but managed to choke on my coffee instead and fail miserably. My throat and face felt hot, which I put down to the temperature of the coffee. Immediately, she leaned over and struck my back repeatedly until my coughs subsided. 

I wiped the tears out of my eyes, only to see her looking at me, her dark chocolate eyes filled with a mixture of concern and slight amusement. 

“Is my coffee really that bad?” she asked, leaning back on the bed. 

“Absolutely terrible,” I said, smiling sarcastically. 

She shoved my arm playfully. “Well then, you can make the next batch.” she reached over and plucked the mug out of my hand and drained it in one despite my protests, before setting it on the nightstand next to her. 

I grunted and settled back into the headboard of her bed, and hugged a white pillow, turning my eyes back to the laptop. We were watching Dr. Strange today, which was a movie I’d seen a million times. I know, hardly the movie for a romantic night, but firstly, Chris had recently gotten into the superhero genre, and since I had most of the MCU movies on DVD, we ended up watching them together at her place. And secondly, it was hardly a ‘romantic’ movie night, what with her sister studying in the next room and her parents hosting a dinner party downstairs. We could even hear the babble and laughter of the few guests through the half-open door. 

Her previous question forgotten, Christine, or Chris as I called her, went back to the movie, her eyes glued to the screen. Her freckled face had a curious expression on it, and her hands were clasped together, clear indications that she was really into the movie. Myself on the other hand, was clearly not. 

“You’re doing it again.” she said softly, and turned to me, catching me in the act. With no coffee to choke on this time, I merely kept looking at her till we both burst out laughing. The temperature in the room seemed to be a bit higher than it was a second ago. I avoided making eye contact with her and opted to glance around at her room instead. 

A cupboard and dresser on one side, her slightly messy work table on the other, and a Selena Gomez poster peeking from behind the partially opened door greeted my vision. 

“Hey,” Chris’s voice made me focus on her again. “So can you explain something to me?”

“Ask away,” I replied, focusing on her face as she spoke. 

“That green gem seems really OP,” she said, and I felt a rush of thanks that she was not asking about how I was looking at her instead of the movie again. “Could you explain exactly what the deal with that thing is? With the minimum amount of spoilers?”

“Uh, sure,” I said, sitting up straight, as she settled into the bed more comfortably and tugged at a strand of dark hair. “Okay, so that’s called an Infinity Stone. That stone in the Vision’s head. . .“ 

I proceeded to explain to her the nature of the time stone. The pillow slipped out of my hands and was picked up by Christine, as I began to gesticulate with my hands, miming hand signs and explosions. To her credit, she listened patiently through what I considered was a very good explanation. 

“. . . so in the comics the Eye is actually-” I faltered when I noticed the look on her face. Chris was looking at me with a wide smile on her face, and a soft light in her obsidian eyes. “What?” I asked with a self conscious smile. “Do I look funny?”

Chris shook her head, still smiling. “Nah, it’s just, whenever you talk about stuff you like, your eyes just light up like stars and it’s nice to see.”

“I really like the way you smile,” the words were out of my mouth before I knew it. Any sane person would’ve died of embarrassment then and there, or at least had the sense to shut up, so of course, I did neither. “Your smile is really beautiful, and it makes the whole room light up like a firework, so don’t. . .” my voice caught, as I saw her face. Her cheeks were flushed and her mouth was slightly open. “. . .don’t stop smiling.” I said quietly. 

We stared at each other for a few minutes, although it felt like an eternity. My mind was screaming curses at me for being an idiot, while my heart was hammering like the wings of a hummingbird. There was a bitter aftertaste in my mouth for some reason. 

Her face was reddening by the second; rapidly going from tomato colour to a bright cherry red. 

“I’m s-” I squeaked, but was interrupted when she said;

“I think you’re pretty amazing too.” she said it really fast, like she was afraid something would stop her. “I think you’re amazing as well.” she said, louder and clearer this time.

“I-” I swallowed my nervousness. My heart was bobbing like a helium balloon in water. “I don’t know what to say.” I managed, sinking back into the bed, facing her. 

Her long fingers squeezed the white pillow she was holding as her dark eyes looked into mine. It was like looking at the reflection of an endless starry sky in a deep well. 

“How about,” she took a deep breath, and tried for the normal smirk she wore. “How about I love you?”

For all the years we’d known each other, I had never expected to hear her say those words to me. Chris had been nothing more than a friend till six months ago, sure, I had a crush on her when I first saw her in her Ophelia costume when we did Hamlet in eight grade, but I had never really thought about it till now. 

But now, hearing those words uttered by those chapped lips, something about that felt so right. My breath turned shallow, and I think I may have opened and closed my mouth a few times like a fish out of water. 

“Hey dummy,” Chris said, throwing the pillow at me. I was slow to dodge, and it caught the side of my head. “You’re supposed to say ‘I love you’ back.” Her eyes were sparkling like diamonds. I felt like she was a true goddess. Her hair was still wet from showering, and she wore a simple white shirt and jeans, and she was as beautiful as the full moon over a still ocean. 

“I love your back.” I muttered. “I mean, I love you back.” I said with a nervous laugh. 

“You are such a dork,” Chris said, resting her back on the headboard and patting the bed next to her. 

“No you’re  a dork,” I countered masterfully while scooting over next to her. “An adorable one though.” I added under my breath. Chris must’ve heard me, because she squeezed my shoulder before inclining her head towards me. I was just barely feeling her sweet smelling hair on my shoulder, when a knock on the door made both of us sit up straight. If the bed had been any larger, we would’ve ended up on either side of it, traversing the space in one hundredth of a second, like a cliche YA novel couple. As it were, my eyes shot to the doorway, only to see Christine’s sister Claudette at the door, a sly grin on her face. 

“I was about to go get some coffee,” I said stupidly. Chris rolled her eyes at me like I was the biggest idiot in the world. Oh boy, I was in love.

“Right.” Claudette’s eyes travelled across the room, finally resting on my face. “Just wanted to ask if I could borrow Christine’s protractor.”

“It’s on my desk,” Chris muttered, glancing at me like, Great timing on her part, amirite?

Claudette snatched up the instrument and looked at me. “If you’re getting coffee, the kitchen is free Sandy.”

“Samuel.” Chris and I said in unison, and then glanced at each other and flushed. Claudette smirked knowingly and left the room, leaving the door more open than it was when she came in. 

After a moment of silence, I stood up. “I really should get some coffee.”

“Right, right, coffee.” Christine folded her legs to let me pass and looked at me as I picked both our mugs up. 

“I’m not that great at milk coffee, will black be okay?” I asked hesitantly. 

“Hell yeah,” Chris said, and flashed that warm radiant smile at me. I melted like butter as I smiled back. 

“Be back in a minute.” I said, leaving the room.

“I’m not going anywhere Sam,” she said, slapping my forearm lightly.

#i write #writing prompt #fluff

[nathancone]

Interview: Ricardo Chavira on “Selena: The Series”

(Photo credit: Sara Khalid/Netflix ©2020)

Below, an edited transcript of my Texas Public Radio interview with Ricardo Chavira about his role as Abraham Quintanilla on “Selena: The Series,” which is premiering this month on Netflix. To hear an audio version of this interview, listen to the program “Fronteras.” 

Nathan Cone: When did you first learn of "Selena: The Series” from Netflix? Or how did you find out that it was even happening?

Ricardo Chavira: You know, I had heard a couple little rumors about it, Nathan, and ... where was I? Pilot season had just happened, and I got close on a couple of things. But, you know, nothing really turned up. And then I was working on, like an independent film out in the Lake Tahoe area. And my agent send me send me an appointment. They give me a call and I look at the you know, I look at the appointment, it's in an email and it says, you know, to read for Selena, the series. And I was like, okay, but who am I reading for? Like, just a. Which character? Because I'm too old to be the the the brother. They don't have me reading for the dad, do they? [laughs] And lo and behold, they did! And so I was like, "I can't do this." This role is not for me.

Why was that?

Well because, I mean, you know, I'm six foot one and a half, you know, and and Abraham Quintanilla is is a much smaller-statured man. We're just, we look completely different. At least I thought, you know? And so I said, "Guys, I you know, I just I just don't see it. I have to pass." I don't want to waste anybody's time. They call me back about 10 minutes later and they're like, "Casting wants to talk to you." The casting director for this project is Carla Hool, and I've been into her office for numerous other projects. And I was like, "Fine, have her give me a call." And so she calls me. She's like, "Ricardo, I think this is your role." And I was like, "OK, why? Because I don't see it." And she goes, "Okay, look, let me allow allow me to explain." And it's, you know, playing Abraham over the course of from the time she was young to the time that when she passed, when he first got the idea to get her singing, you know, and the family, when they were in the Lake Jackson area, to, you know, when she passed away, tragically. And so she's like, "Let me send you some pictures." And she sends me sends me some younger pictures of Abraham and, you know, Abraham through the years. And then I was like, "OK, I get it. I get it now." So and we're going through the aging process and all that stuff. And then she gave me information on the director and then she sent me some-- she couldn't send me a lot of script information-- She was like, "You know, I just can't." I'm like, "Well, you need to send me something and I need to be able to see that this is worthwhile." And I got some sides that they sent me a little bit more in-depth than what they were sending some other people. And I could tell immediately that they had some people that were writing on that staff that were from South Texas. The cadences, the just the back and forth in English to Spanish and everything. It sounded so familiar to me. And then I went, because I've never seen the movie.

Now, even?

Now, even! I probably saw some clips of the movie 20 something years ago when it first came out and it was like....

Wow, how did you escape that? Just as an aside.

As an aside, I wasn't exactly the biggest fan of the of Tejano music! I mean, my dad would blare it in his truck every time he'd pick me up. And I, you know, I wanted to listen to Metallica and Nirvana and all that stuff. I had no interest in this, you know, and then when the movie came about, you know, I I didn't really have an interest in J-Lo. I thought they did us a disservice by casting a Puerto Rican when they should have found somebody who was Mexican-American from South Texas. I mean, that was my own take. Anyway, so I never really watched the movie. Like I said, I might have seen some clips of it on Entertainment Tonight back in 90-something. And I still haven't watched it today! But I went online and I looked at some interviews that Abraham Quintanilla had done talking to different talk shows and outlets and whatnot, and I listened to him and watched him and I was like, “My God, this is like watching any one of my tios or my dad or any….” But I'm like, I know this guy! I grew up with like ten of him, subjecting me to all kinds of male macho torture, you know? And I said, I can do this. I'm pretty sure I can do this. And so I said, OK, I get it. I'll put it on tape. And I did. And that was it. You know, like they loved what I did.

I remember you showed me some photos of yourself [as Abraham], did you kind of make yourself up a little bit as part of those?

So initially what I did was I just put myself on tape, just that's it. And then they said they wanted to see it. So, you know, can you put yourself on tape again? I was like, guys, I already did it, you know, come on. Like, I've got a pretty decent resume, you know? And they're like they just they want to see it. I'm like, OK, that's fine. So I got some pictures of Abraham and I just, you know, used a cheap pair of sunglasses from my son's drawer that probably cost like five bucks. And one of my neighbors had a Tommy Bahama shirt that kind of matched the color of the shirt that Abraham was wearing in the picture. And and I slicked my hair back and I just ate and drank whatever I want to, to have a little bit of weight about me within the picture. And it worked.

So I guess what connects with you with the role immediately of Abraham Quintanilla, what you're saying is that it wasn't so much the music or the legacy of the life of Selena right away that said, you know, maybe you want to do this, but that this is a South Texas story that I and a family story that I can relate to.

Very much so. So, you know, look, it's not that I'm not a fan of Selena's music, it's just at that time when she was popular, that's not what I listen to. But I was surrounded by it all day long. I mean, my dad was listening to KTXN and (???) and all that and "Radio Festival," you know, is blaring out of his truck whenever he'd pick me up from school or drop me off somewhere or whatever, you know. And so it was it was always there in the background, you know. And now it's funny because I actually do listen to a lot of conjunto and Tejano music. (Yeah.) You know, I appreciate it a lot. Even before I, I got cast as Abraham in this movie or in the series, I mean, and so ...

Well, that's how we develop musically anyway. I mean, our lives are such that we're like, oh, we get opened up to so many things.

Well, it becomes you know, for me it's like comfort food, nostalgia, taking me back to when I was, you know, 19, 20, 21, jumping into my dad's truck. Yeah. And it reminds me of those times. So but more importantly, to go back to what you were saying. Yeah. For me, the attraction was this is a South Texas story. Even like even though. I wasn't necessarily a quote unquote, fan of her music, I appreciated it, but more importantly, I appreciated what she meant and what her family meant to us. And so what I mean by us is South Texas, the South Texas community. But also what I mean by us is Mexican Americans that live in South Texas. This story is the ... it's literally the universal story of the American dream, but it's framed in a Mexican-American family. And that is so vital and so important to this community, San Antonio, in every community south of San Antonio, all the way to the border, you know. And we don't…. I mean, who do we have?

That movie came out twenty-something years ago. With Edward James Olmos and Jennifer Lopez, and here we have a series coming out about it again, twenty-something years later. In between those, what other massive story has been out there that has told a story of Mexican Americans from South Texas? None.

So you're telling me this is the only story that exists that we can put, that we can encapsulate on film or in sit in a cinematic setting or in a series setting that tells a story about the people of South Texas? This is the only story we have? So for me, it was important to tell the story again. But it's also important because there are so few opportunities to be able to be somebody who is from South Texas and who's an actor to be able to play somebody where I grew up.

There's a line in the movie that gets repeated often. And I'm wondering if this is touched on in the series at all. Where in the in the picture in the movie version, Edward James Olmos says something and I'm going to paraphrase it because I can't read the exact quote. But he says, you know, we're we're not American enough and we're not Mexican enough.

Oh, we hit on that a lot in the series. And not just once. It comes up often, you know, and the idea that it's like, yes, she's Mexican, but she's an American girl.

Mm hmm.

I mean, you know, Abraham was wanted to be a musician and he was playing doo wop music. You know, he would he loved American music, but he saw the ... what he saw was he saw an opportunity and he saw a young girl. And then when they started, they were they were singing American songs. But and what we do is we show this in the series where it's like all of a sudden he goes to a fair and he sees a Tejano band up there playing music and bam, it clicks. And he realizes if this is going to happen for them and they're going to be successful at this and we can actually make money at this and survive and live as a family off of this music, we've got to be specific about what we're doing. And so he decided to hone in on the specificity that is Tejano music. Yeah, you know, and he made it work. You know, it's the thing is, is that the series is it is about it's Selena, but it's also the story that is the Quintanilla family. And specifically, it's a story that is Abraham Quintanilla making all of this a reality.

Tell me again who else was in the cast and what's it like?

And we've got, let's say, Seidy Lopez, who is actually she played, I think, one of the cousins in the original Selena movie. She's playing Marcella, Abraham's wife, amazing actor, like just ... she's got a great stillness to her man, just it's it's wonderful to work with her because I really feel like I work with her a lot as being, you know, being husband and wife. And it's been an absolute joy. Christian Serratos plays Selena at the older age high school and then in her 20s. Gabe Chavarria plays A.B. Noemi Gonzalez plays Suzette. Let's see Julio Macias, who's on a show on Netflix, called On Our Block, he plays Pete Asudio. And then the young ones, the kids, Maddy and Juan and Daniella. Which it's crazy. Working with the kids was the best thing. Like, I like I just I know them from their names. I know them as their characters. They did such a good job. But that stuff when when I was, you know, playing Abraham at as a younger Abraham when the kids were younger, those are some of my absolute favorite scenes.

And you filmed it where, where was it all filmed?

And we were filming in in Mexico, just south of Tijuana, in Baja California. Sorry, guys. Yeah. So and I it's funny because when I first got cast, I was like, oh, this is great. Like we're going to be shooting here in Texas…. And [then] I was like, [sad trombone noise, laughs]. I was like, oh, OK. But it makes sense because you're talking shooting from Lake Jackson, what, 1979, 1980, and then, you know, at the height of her career, which was when I was, let's see, shortly after graduating high school, so from like, say, ‘89 until like ‘91, ‘92, you know, and a lot of that stuff, I mean, that's 30 years ago.

Yeah, I've been to Lake Jackson in the past year or so, and it's much different than it was.

Even downtown San Antonio is much different, you know. You know the convention center, you can't use that facade. So we had to go find a facade that we thought looked the part. And you can find older structures in in most every part of Mexico. You know, a lot of those buildings are of an older era. You know, a lot of that construction that existed back then and the, you know, mid 80s into the mid 90s. A lot of it's not there anymore. You know, or it's or it's been converted or renovated or whatever. So that that probably is the reason why they chose to shoot down in Mexico.

You talked about, how you could relate to, and you knew guys like Abraham when you were growing up. And so you're like, “oh, I know that guy. I can play that that part.” You're a father yourself, of course, too… So what's your relationship with your kids like compared to, say, this part… your playing and Abraham…. and do you do you ever bring anything from your own experience with children to this part? Or does anything else rub off from Abraham to your kids, especially as they're getting older?

I think I think that's a really good question for my children! What do they think about that? I think when they see it, they're going to be like, "Mm-hmm, yeah, we know, we know that guy!" You know, this is it's very interesting. Like when we when there were a couple of scenes that we were working on, you've got these actors that are in their like, you know, late 20s in the mid-30s that are trying to play down a little bit. You know, there's like, say, 17, 18, 19, like when they're in high school. But they're millennials, you know, and they live in this era and they don't understand what the what parenting and, you know, parent child relationships were like back then. And it's that thing of like, you know, when your dad says, get off the phone, you get off the phone and then go even further where it's like it's one phone and it's attached to a wall and it's cord, you know, and then and then go even further where this is a Mexican-American family with a traditional Mexican American father who's very machismo. Like, you hang up the phone, you know? there's not even a look back, much less talk back, you know, or complaining. So there’s a lot of that in Abraham. I mean, it's like I said, it's very much my dad. It's my my uncles, you know, the way they parented, which I remember very well. You know, it's my way or the highway kid, that's it. This is my house. I pay the bills. You will do X, Y and Z. And there's a bit of that that I do use in my own parenting with my children, you know? Boys are hard. You know, boys are difficult. But also I do try and talk to my [kids]…I'm much more about me, Ricardo, as a parent. I'm much more about trying to sit down with my kids and explain things to them and talk to them and be open with them, not just about things that are happening in the world, but also things that are happening with me where I'm doubtful about the situation, or the situation scares me. And, you know, you have to try to just be as honest and truthful with my children as possible, which parents back then didn't always do, you know? So it's very interesting to be on the set because those sets kind of transport you back, and the clothes transport you back, and all of a sudden you get that, you know, and then I just think about what my dad would be doing and bam, there's Abraham.

You feel like you feel it because the clothes, you know, you put them on and you're like…

I mean, it's. Oh, yeah. Some of this this time period, you know, you're talking especially when we get into when the kids are older teenagers and into their 20s. I mean, you're talking 1989, 91, 92. Fashion was atrocious.

Does the actress who's playing your wife wear those big glasses?

Oh, yeah! Oh, and I know and I've got this, you know, and that's that was part of Abraham's demeanor, like those sunglasses he always had them on. You know, I personally think that he kind of used them as a shield. You know, whenever he was doing business, you know, it was like his coat of arms. And when he had those on, you could not penetrate. You know, and he was and that's the other thing that you learn in the series is how how this family was so just the family always hanging around and so rarely did they let in strangers. And so if you were let in, you know, it was a big deal. You know, the band members that were a part of this, you know, they were a part of that family. And if Abraham didn't like somebody, bam, they were gone.

Well, how closely is the Quintanilla family working with the producers of this this show? But I know that they're very careful about the legacy and the image and everything of their family and their family story. And the reason why I'm asking this, is I'm just curious if they...

I'm sure they're you know, I'm sure they get to read all the scripts and they check it out and they have to. I know that they have to give clearance on ... They had to give clearance on all the casting. So, you know, it's their hands. You know, Suzette, I think is the one that's taking the rein, so to speak, of being in charge of this kind of thing and I think I'm sure she's doing a very good job. I'm almost certain they've got their hands and their voice and everything with regards to this project.

Well, I've been looking forward to this for a long time.

You know a lot of people have, man! It's a huge story. And not just here in South Texas. I mean, but, you know, having spent time in Mexico, you know, our Mexican population, the northern states, you know, huge fans. They just ... it's a beautiful story. It's a tragic story. I mean, it literally is a telenovela. And my connection, you know, that I'm from South Texas. I'm from San Antonio. Corpus Christi is not that far away. Selena and I were only a couple months apart in age. You know, she was born in oh, God, what was it, April to April? She was born in the month of April and I was born in the month of September of 1971. You know, we were both graduating high school the same year. I remember I was at Incarnate Word College, I was doing theater at Incarnate Word College, and I was walking up, was it Broadway to catch my bus back home at like, I don't know, three o'clock in the afternoon or something like that and Selena had that boutique there. Yeah. And I remember walking by the day that she was shot and people were there were flowers out there. There were camera crews out there. People were crying and everything. And I was and, you know, there's no there's no smartphones in your hand. So it's like, let me get home so I can make the news so I can see what happened. And sure enough, I get off my bus. I, you know, kind of quickly make myself get myself back to my house, open the door and my dad's there. And he was like, Selena was shot. And I was like, oh. And he's like, come sit down, let's watch the news, and I was like, OK. We sat down and we watched it, but yeah, it's ... you know ... [trails off]

Um, one last question--you mentioned, of course, and the dearth of stories from this area about South Texas, about people from South Texas, and is that something that you maybe have ever wanted to find a producing partner on and maybe put something like that together?

So that's a beautiful question, Nathan, thank you for asking. As a result of this with Selena, they've actually they made me a co-producer on it.

Congratulations!

Thank you. And I've been able to create a very great relationship with Jaime Davila, who is the head of Campanario Entertainment that is producing Selena and he's our producer, just he's so smart. He's so smart. He's he wants to just focus on telling Latino, Latinx stories. And so he's got several things that he's working on, specific stories to San Antonio, specific stories to South Texas. I'm pretty sure he wants to utilize me and maybe one or two of those, which is great. We'll have to see. I also have a couple of things that I'm working on with a good friend of mine, Tony Plana. Tony Plana and are looking at a couple of things that we're trying to get to secure the rights to. So if that happens, these would be a couple of other stories that are specific to South Texas about some, you know, some really famous Mexican Americans from the area. I think that this retelling of Selena in a series format is going to be really big for not just for her family and for her story and for her legacy, but also for the legacy that is South Texas and San Antonio and Corpus and, you know, all the way down to McAllen and and those areas. And I think you're going to start seeing more stories coming out about our area. I think it's I think it's long overdue.

Well, Ricardo, thank you so much.

Thanks! Thanks for taking the time.

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#selena the series #selena #netflix #ricardo chavira

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uhhhhh

WHELP, TIME TO GIVE Y’ALL SOME RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ZETA SO YOU DONT HAVE TO READ DEPRESSING STUFF TONIGHT

okay so living up by herself gave her too much free time, so during all that free time she either 1) took a lot of naps or 2) went out into the village to look for doggos that needed some love

she probably took better care of the dogs than she did of herself (she would always feed the doggos)

okay so this might be a little funny, but since she WAS a guy when she was out of her house, some girls from the village would send her love letters and she would always be like “y’all sweet and all but i dont want a relationship with ANYONE right now” (we all know that’s a lie now that she’s an adult)

she would do ANYTHING for 1) Tilith, 2) Dogs/Cats, or 3) free food. except maybe murder....and other things i wont mention

okay i know she is a HUGE IDIOT THAT DOESNT KNOW HOW TO DEAL WITH HER EMOTIONS, she is actually really smart at times

she was really good student (even tho she never thought of herself as a “good” student)

HER COOKING IS HEAVENLY????? LIKE YOU WOULD EAT IT AND BE LIKE “IS THIS REAL OR AM I DREAMING?????”

since she ALWAYS has her hair in a braid, she doesnt really brush it that often. i mean, her braid is just a big mess everywhere and her hair is always sticking out

she doesnt really mind that tho, unless she is bathing, then her hair is an even BIGGER tangled mess

she often looks like she’s looking into space, but she just might be daydreaming most of the time (that’s why Seria often calls her out on that)

she is a HEAVY sleeper. like you would have to slap her 20 times or dump really cold water onto her to wake her up

even if she is a heavy sleeper, she wakes up EARLY in the morning (most likely to just start preparing stuff for the day)

doesnt listen when ANYONE tells her to go back/go home.

the list of people she WILL ignore if the tell her to go back home/to go away: everyone in the entire game

she will kill gods, demons, and other people if the threaten to hurt her friends. if they say anything mean about TILITH, you’re dead on the spot my dude, no one messes with Tilith

Zeta and Seria always have fights about who cares about Tilith more (and Tilith is so happy to see people fighting over her)

she is secretly planning Seria and Tilith’s wedding for whenever Seria proposes to Tilith (we all know they’re gay for each other, they cant hide that fact)

if that ever happens, Zeta will take the spot of both Maid of Honor and Best Man (there is no way of stopping her from doing that)

okay so i know i said that her cooking was heavenly earlier, but dont trust her with fires. no like seriously, just don’t, thats the whole reason as to why she doesn’t really use fire type units

a while back i said that her and Selena act as if they were sisters, it would sometimes get out of hand

Zeta: hey Selena, did you ever notice how much of your dress disappeared when i evolved you into an Omni?

Selena: yeah why????

Zeta: is there a reason behind that or are you trying to impr-

Selena: *freezes Zeta in a block of ice* im sorry what did you say??? i couldn’t hear you.

Selena has most likely froze Zeta about over 100 times by now

Zeta doesn’t realize how half of her team are Light types and the other half are Water types

all she sees are a bunch of pretty ladies/one (1) boy destroying everything in there path

suffers with the fact that she is WAY too lazy to gather Karma and just lets her team go out and get it for her

Big Winged Lady helps her out with her lance training

she wants to get to apoint where she can defeat Grahdens in a 1v1 battle with the lance that she uses

also the only reason she uses a lance is because she thinks swords are overrated

Seria: why aren’t you using a sword???

Zeta: 99% of the people in this world already use a sword, that and i think it’s overrated

she almost always drops the lance on her feet, she’s lucky enough to still even have her feet tbh

if you REALLY want her to do anything (as mentioned before), first ignore the order the list was in, and secondly, tell her that you’ll by her food

y’all what to know why she defeated all of the fallen gods???? she was promised free food. free food = Zeta actually doing something useful

she has a LOT of money and she doesn’t know how she got it

Zeta: *laying in a pile of money* Selena, how did i get all of this money?????? did i do something important?????

Selena: i dont know, why are you asking me? you’re the one with the money

Zeta: yeah, i guess you’re right. oh well i guess i’ll keep it. .....how many dogs do you think i can feed with all of this money????

okay going onto the topic of her wings, they may cause a lot of pain to her, but they are BEAUTIFUL. IT’S LIKE YOU’RE LOOKING INTO THE NIGHT SKY

also the best way to describe how they look like is think of Deva wings and Demon wings mixed together.

also when she uses the wings, her defenses go up to Big Winged Lady defenses, which means it is MUCH MUCH harder to even deal damage to her

but since it causes her too much pain, she can’t really use that power to it’s full extent

as MUCH as she didn’t want to let go of that *magical* necklace of hers, she doesn’t regret letting it go

also she replaced the gender changing magic, to a protection type of magic, you know to keep the person that is wearing it safer in a really tuff situation

as much as everyone is mean to her, she doesn’t really mind it

she cares about all of them as friends either ways because they accepted her as someone capable of doing the things she needs to do

also she tries to not be a jerk to the ones that ARE mean to her, but sometimes she just can’t help but to be rude to them

honestly this is all i’ve got so far

I HOPE THIS IS BETTER THAN HER DEPRESSING PAST

also i just want y’all to know that i can give her a break......at times

I MAY ADD ONTO THIS LATER IF I CAN THINK OF ANYMORE RANDOM FACTS ABOUT HER

#zeta #uhhhhhh can i go back to talking about her depressing past now???? #i dont think i’ve talked about everything yet

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21. YOLO

Paris

Wow. I am deadass a slut.

I tried to shake off any feelings of guilt as I pulled up to Derrick’s aunt’s crib. I really fucked with Dre’s head a minute ago. Why was I throwing myself at him like that? When I had a perfectly good nigga waiting for me? “You need to slow yo ho ass down and not fuck this up.” I gave myself a pep talk while looking at my reflection in the rear-view mirror. I shook my head at myself once more before reaching over and picking up the bag filled with Mexican food. It was Tuesday and me and Derrick were feenin’ for tacos.

Tacos and dick? Oh yea, tonight was gonna be lit.

I rang the doorbell and smiled brightly once I was greeted with Sheila, Derrick’s aunt.

“Hi, Auntie Sheila.” I walked into her open arms and kissed her cheek before walking into the home. “How are you, baby? You brought anything for me?” I chuckled as I followed her into the kitchen. Best believe Derrick’s hungry hippo ass was front and center eating what looked to be chicken and rice. “Babe, why would you let me get tacos if you already had food to eat?” I rolled my eyes on the low before turning to Sheila. “I got tacos, Auntie. A whole lot. I guess its just me and you tonight--”

“Whoa whoa whoa whoa! Im still hungry and those tacos are for us. Sorry, auntie.” Derrick quickly jumped up from his seat at the table and rushed over to where Sheila and I stood. We purposely ignored him as we began to tear up the chicken and shrimp tacos. “These shits hittinnnnn!” I dragged as I took big bites from my taco. “Seriously. Gimme two more to take up to my room,” I nodded before separating two tacos for her and sending her on her way. I didn’t want to laugh but Derrick was steaming to the left of me. Serves his greedy ass right.

“That’s so fucked up.”

“What I do?” I faked innocence as I walked over to the fridge. “You like my hair babe? I made them clip the ends a little. It’s giving Selena vibes, aint it?”

“Shit look trash.” I spun around from looking inside the fridge once I heard his flat tone. This boy was not giving me an attitude because of some damn tacos. I refused to believe it.

“Exuuuuuse me? Shit look what?” I cupped my hand behind my ear. Maybe I heard him wrong.

“Shit look trash, mamas. Ima fuck it up tonight though so I don’t even know why you spent bread to get it done.” As if his comments weren’t rude as shit, this nigga then had the audacity to pick up my half eaten taco, and shove that shit in his mouth! “You ain’t fuckin’ shit up, nigga. Fuck outta here.” I grumbled as I walked over to where he stood, with a can of ginger ale in my possession. “Now open this. I don’t wanna break a nail.”

“Open it yaself, big boi.” He went to stuff his hand inside the bag again when I threw the can at his bare chest. The hissing sound he made was music to my ears. “Pick it up and open it, Derrick.”

“Fuck you, Paris.”

XX

The sex was amazing. It was always amazing. Now we were both exiting the shower because tonight was my dad’s showcase for his newly signed artists, Summer Walker and Da Baby. “Wear the black shirt, babe.” I patted his booty as I walked over to the dresser, searching for my deodorant and body lotion.

“Cause you wearing that revealing ass black dress, so you want me to match ya fly?”

“Yessirrrrr!” I dragged as I applied lotion to my arms and breasts. “Ima wear the red bottoms you got me too. Daddy keep his baby fresh.” He paid my words no mind as he watched me massage the lotion onto my tiddies. “You see the purple mark you left? I told you that shit hurt.”

“You pulled my head back when I stopped though. So just say ya freak nasty ass liked it.” I blushed before continuing to lotion my body. He was right.

The showcase was packed the fuck up, and I mean from wall to wall on some CB shit. Luckily Derrick and I were posted up in V.I.P. with my dad and some of his peoples from his label. I knew most of their faces but didn’t care for the Hollywood shit.

My dad had that Summer Walker chick sitting to the left of him, and Da Baby was posted up in the back talking to some chick he came with. They looked very blessed to be here tonight and it made me feel good knowing that my father was really about to change these people’s lives.

“Shawty tryna be ya stepmoms and shit” Derrick spoke into my ear because it was loud as fuck in here. I knew who he was referring to though. Summer kept rubbing my dad’s legs or resting her head on his chest whenever he said something that I doubt was that funny. I knew my dad, and I knew him very well. He was fuckin her on the low but shawty was not good and keeping shit lowkey.

Looking from the outside in, you would think that she and my dad were dating, boo’d up. I had to remember to ask him about that lil situation later on. I didn’t care who my dad fucked or didn’t fuck. As long as it wasn’t no bitch that sneaked dissed and shaded me, I was gucci. “My dad is a lil slut.” I joked back before taking my shot to the head. I was babysitting this lil ass Tequila shot all night.

Derrick was lit off Dusse and pretending that he was aight. His hand stayed around my waist and he kept kissing on my neck ever so often. Baby was lit and wanted to fuck. We was gonn get to that a lil later on though. I actually wanted to vibe out at this lounge and hear some of the unreleased music from both artists.

“You good, babe? You want me get you a water?” I needed to use the bathroom, and get another round of shots for myself so I didn’t mind getting him a bottle of water. He needed it anyways.

“What I need water for? I’m chillinnnnn.” I chuckled before kissing his lips. “I’ll be right back. Sit here and don’t get in no trouble.” He fanned me off before sitting back on the couch and sparking up. Oh he tryna fuck me on some cross faded shit tonight. You love to see it.

xxx

There was dead ass a line to use this bathroom. I could not believe it. I was maybe fourth in line to use the bathroom when I spotted two familiar faces by the bar. “Fuck it,” I decided to try this bathroom shit later and made my way over to my big bros. Dre looked the fuck good, as usual, and Fred looked good too. I never looked at Fred that way though so it was whatever.

Dre spotted me first and then elbowed Fred, who sent a small smile my way. “Yo, where Derrick at?” That was the first thing this nigga said to me. “Hi, Fred! How are you? I’m good!” I shouted over the music, and he thought that shit was funny for some reason. He gave me a quick hug and I directed him to the V.I.P section before turning my body to face Dre.

“Hi, baby.”

“Lemme holla at you real quick.” I allowed him to take my hand in his as he led me out of the lounge and over to this parked Range Rover. I was surprised when he took a key out of his back pocket and unlocked the truck. Oh, niggaz driving in Rovers now? Copy.

Dre

“First, are you lit?” I wanted to make sure that the Paris I was talking to was in the right state of mind. Paris sober was already dangerous. But Paris off liqs or drugs? Yeah, that was a whole different person. She ignored my question as she admired my new truck. I was working my ass off to afford this truck and I dead ass loved it.

“This shit fire, Dre. I need me one of these.” I rolled my eyes before chuckling. “Shawty all you gotta do is say the word and you know ya pops gonn get you one.” She was the one to laugh this time. “Nah, that nigga got me working working. Gotta get shit on my own now.”

I nodded. I respected that, you can’t be babied forever. Eventually her spoiled ass was gonn have to get to a bag. “On the real though... I got some shit I wanna talk to you about.”

“What happen, Dre? Cut the lifetime shit and just say it.” She finally made eye contact with me. She leaned back and rested her head against the window. I admired her body in that revealing ass lace dress for only a moment before clearing my throat. “I don’t know if I’ve always been attracted to you and just buried that shit cause I truly cared about you or what... but I’ve been thinking about you heavy these last couple of days. And its not on no lil sis type shit. I be thinking bout grabbin’ you up and fucking the shit out you.”

The car was silent for maybe ten seconds before she finally spoke. “Why you was acting like you aint wanna fuck me a couple weeks ago, though? When I was throwing myself at you?”

“That’s because you was lit, Paris and you aint know what you wanted. You was going through shit with ya family and was coked out. How I’m gonn take advantage of you when you in that state? That shit not cool.”

She rolled her eyes but chose to remain silent. “I know you got ya nigga and all but I wanted to address shit, cause I’m looking at you different now and I ain’t about to front like I only see you as my sis. You gonn be my sis for life, but I’m looking at you as a different woman now.”

“So do you want to fuck or not? Cause I been wanting you inside of me for a minute now, and my nigga inside. So we could either do it here real quick or set up--”

My hand found its way around her neck and I squeezed a lil roughly as I pulled her towards me. “Suck me off.”

xxx

The truck was dark inside and my windows were tinted so I knew no one could see this princess swallowing my dick whole. My head rested against my seat as I pushed her head deeper down my dick. “Fuck...” shawty was a head monster, and I was loving every second of it. It didn’t take long for me to bust in her mouth and I was surprised when she told me that she swallowed my kids.

“Put ya chair back so I could ride ya face.” I couldn’t see her face due to the darkness in the car but her tone was serious as shit. That turned me on even more. Doing as she said, I made the stomach of my seat lay flat and I laid back. She easily climbed over from the passenger seat and hovered over my lips for a second before lowing her body onto my face. Her moans were sexy as fuck and I felt my once soft dick getting hard again.

“Mmmm, just like that baby. Oh my god!” I wasn’t new to eating chick’s out but I also didn’t think I was the best either. The way Paris was moaning and moving her hips, you would think this was the best head she ever got. As I ate her out I used my hands to grip her plump ass. In one swift motion I parted her ass cheeks and slipped my thumb in her butt. “FUCKK! You gonn make me cum all in ya mouth.” Her hands never left the top of my head as I continued to tongue fuck her and twirl my thumb in her ass. That combination made all the shawty’s go wild.

“Nah, cum on my dick. Get in the back.” She quickly moved her body to the back of the truck and laid out against the leather. “I don’t have a condom... shit.”

“So fuck me without one. I’ll take a Plan B.”

Shit, she ain’t have to say no more.

[fematchups]

Just went through the blog, did not know I needed this in my life. So could I get uuuuuh romance for all three please? I am an INFJ-T bisexual woman. Hobbies: drawing (mostly creepy monsters that I swear are adorable babes) Goods: I am goofy and silly but I’m also smart, I love to learn new things! I’m hard working and prefer to do it right or not at all! That’s my motto!! But still I’m lazy as puttin’ heck! But I’m also a weirdo (but in a good way) and I love making people laugh (PART 1)

Bads: SOCIAL ANXIETY also I avoid confrontation…. hate it…. blergh I’m also a little ditsy and clumsy and forgetful… I always need to write down reminders cause I KNOW I SHALL FORGET. I also have a bit of a hard time with my bluntness. I callz it as I seez it so I often try to keep my mouth shut especially when I’m in my introvert moods and want the other party to just…. not. I think that’s all I need? BTW I LOVE DIS BLOG PLEASE CONTINUE DA GUD WORK *gives 5 thumbs up* :D (PART 2)

Glad my blog can be of service to ya! And I’m so happy to hear you love it, it’s very encouraging ☺️💜

Nohr: Selena

Selena is most drawn to your bluntness when she first meets you. She admires your ability to tell it like it is, as she herself often does the same. She won’t admit it for a long time, but Selena definitely does love your silliness. It’s fun for you to watch as she tries to hold in her laughter when you make a hilarious joke because she just ends up making her face turn as red as her hair. If you say you’re weird and Selena hears you, she agrees and snuggles up to you, letting you know that you’re one of a kind! This is one of the rare times she’s straightforward with her affections; however, she shows she cares greatly for you through her actions. Selena leaves reminders for you in case you forget, often pairing your favorite snacks with her notes. Selena also knows you have social anxiety, so she does her best to put you at ease in social situations. She doesn’t ever ditch you, or make you stay longer than you want to at events; in fact, Selena’s perfectly content with most of your dates taking place at either of your own homes. For Selena, a night in with you beats all else!

Hoshido: Selkie

When you and Selkie first meet you both pride yourselves on your shared “weirdness.” You have tons of inside jokes, and each of you is so glad to finally have someone who shares the same sense of humor. Whenever people are around you two it’s almost guaranteed that they’ll end up laughing until their sides ache. You’re both already funny as individuals, but when you’re together you’re a riot! Like you, Selkie is quite forgetful; so, the two of you simply decide that if something was super important then you would’ve surely remembered it, every time either of you forget something. Selkie isn’t a blunt person, so the first time you’re blunt with her she is a bit taken aback. Upon seeing her reaction, you promise her that you’ll continue working on your bluntness. She does appreciate it however, when you call her out for something that she’s completely missing. Selkie ultimately sees this as an act of love and of being a true friend who genuinely cares—even if it may hurt to hear the truth. Selkie admires your hardworking nature, and often looks to you for inspiration to get herself motivated. If you’re feeling lazy and you need a push, Selkie will gladly give you a cheerful pep talk to get you going. She’s definitely your number one supporter, and you couldn’t ask for anyone better to play the part.

Awakening: Vaike

What you might see as a shortcoming is a valuable trait to Vaike—he adores your bluntness, since telling it like it is isn’t usually something that people do. He appreciates it when you call him out for things, because he doesn’t have to guess what you’re upset about. He likes that you cut to the chase and tell it exactly how it is. Another trait of yours that Vaike admires is your goofiness; you can always make him laugh and you take great pride in being able to do so. If you make him laugh in a situation where he’s expected to be serious, Vaike will definitely get you back for it later by either doing the same to you or initiating a tickle fight once you’re alone. Vaike also knows that you tend to be forgetful, so he takes it upon himself to make reminders for you. He’ll leave little notes or make it a point to remind you of something before you part ways. Little does he know, he’s actually a lot better at remembering for you than for himself!

Songs listened to:

Raspberry Vines // Petite LeagueOutstretched & Never-Ending // Kevin DevineTry Sleeping with a Broken Heart // Alicia KeysLemon Yellow Black // Jets to BrazilPizza Body // Connor Youngblood

#matchup #fefates #nohr #hoshido #fe awakening #selena #selkie #vaike #anon #mini song list

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Heart of stone chapter 4

I stepped into the elevator of my apartment building, punched the number for my floor, and watched the doors slowly close. I leaned against the back wall and closed my eyes. It had been hours since my conversation with Justin Stone, yet my head was still reeling from our encounter. I didn’t know what had come over me. I really needed to talk to Allyson.

 I was just about to insert my key into the door of my apartment when I heard my cell phone ring. I reached into my purse for my phone and gingerly answered the call, being extra careful not to slice my finger open on the cracked screen.

 “Hello?”

 “Hello, may I speak with Miss Selena Cole please?” asked pleasant female voice.

 “This is Miss Cole.”

 “Miss Cole, this is Laura Kaufman calling from Turning Stone Advertising. We received your résumé and we’re interested in setting up an interview with you for a position in our marketing department.”

 That’s strange.

 I had never heard of Turning Stone Advertising. I wondered how they got a hold of my résumé. Either way, beggars can’t be choosers, as job interviews had been few and far between.

 “I would like that very much. When would you like to meet?” I asked her, stepping into my apartment and quietly closing the door behind me.

 “Does tomorrow morning at nine o’clock work for you?” Laura politely asked. I mentally ran through my schedule at Wally’s. I was scheduled off for the next two days.

 “That’s perfect. Can you please tell me where you’re located?” I figured that was an important place to start, considering I knew nothing at all about the company. I quickly went to the kitchen and pulled a pad of paper and a pen out of one of the drawers.

 Laura rattled off an address in the financial district then said, “Just go to the security desk in the lobby and ask for me. The guard will tell you where to go from there.”

 “Great! Thank you and I’ll see you in the morning.”

 I thought about the upcoming interview as I finished scribbling down the address that Laura had given me.

 Finally – an interview!

 I put the pen down and did a little happy dance around the kitchen. This could be my opportunity to move on, a chance to step up to bigger and better things. The timing of this couldn’t be more perfect, as I had recently begun to feel discouraged over the lack of employment opportunities available in New York.

 I wondered about the size of the firm and the starting pay. Anything was bound to be better paying than Wally’s. If I got the job, and found out that I didn’t like it or that the pay wasn’t what I had hoped, it was okay. All of it was inconsequential in the grand scheme of things. I would be working in my field and gaining experience to add to my résumé, something that it was seriously lacking.

 I knew that I should probably get out my laptop and start researching Turning Stone Advertising. They had most likely gotten my résumé from one of those online job sites. But either way, it wouldn’t look very good if I showed up to the interview unprepared. I glanced over at the clock in the kitchen and frowned when I saw the time. I needed to get ready for my dinner with Allyson. Interview prep would just have to wait.

     ****

     I arrived at Murphy’s Irish Pub just a few minutes after seven. I scanned the crowd for Allyson. The tavern was packed tonight. The jukebox blared “The Rocky Road to Dublin” and I tapped my foot in time to the music. I spotted William Murphy, the owner of the pub, tending the bar. He saw me come in and waved me over. I smiled and headed towards him.

 Peanut shells crunched under my feet as I navigated through the crush of people. William had once told me that he never cleaned up the shells, or he would risk revealing a sticky beer-stained floor to his customers. I personally thought the tale was a big fat lie. He was so meticulous about his place, not a detail was forgotten. From the antique wooden barrels of Jameson to the vintage Michael Collins posters, I was sure that the floors were mopped to a sparkling gleam at the end of every night.

 “A pint of Guinness for the lady?” William asked when I reached him.

 “Sorry, Will. Wine only for this girl – you know that,” I chided.

 “Aye, lassie!” he said with a feigned Irish brogue. “One day I’ll get you to come over to the dark side.”

 I grimaced and stuck my tongue out – I hated the taste of beer.

 William let out a loud, boisterous laugh. “Okay, not today then. Since you won’t go for a nice stout, what else can I get for you my dear?”

 “Actually, nothing at the moment. I’m meeting Allyson tonight for dinner.”

 “She’s already here,” he said as he pointed to the back of the pub. I looked over and saw her seated at a corner table.

 “Thanks, Will. I’ll catch you later.”

 I made my way over to where Allyson was sitting. She waved when she saw me approaching.

 “I ordered you a glass of white already,” she said after I sat down.

 “That’s my girl,” I said with a wink.

 Allyson gave me a smile in return, showing off her pearly whites. She was a natural beauty; so pretty that she turned the heads of men everywhere we went. She had sparkling emerald green eyes that lit up whenever she laughed. She wore her blond hair long, never trimming more than an inch off at a time. Her hair was effortlessly straight, and I was often envious of her shower and go abilities.

 “So, did you find your phone charger?” I asked her.

 “How did you know that I lost my charger?” she questioned back, narrowing her eyes and sounding slightly defensive.

 “You left me a note. You only do that when your charger is missing and your phone is dead,” I teased.

 “I just forgot that it was in my gym bag,” she mumbled with a scowl. I busted out laughing.

 “You’ve already used that excuse, Ally,” I goaded, my eyes threatening to spill tears of laughter. The truth was, Allyson lost just about everything, and I loved to pick on her about it.

 “It’s not funny, Selena! You try going almost twenty-four hours without a phone. It sucks!” she exclaimed earnestly, but I could see that she was fighting back a smile.

 The waitress came over to take our food order, breaking up our playful banter. As appealing as the chicken finger basket sounded, I stuck with the grilled chicken salad. Allyson, not one to have to worry about counting calories, ordered a burger and fries. I didn’t know how she could eat that stuff and not add a single ounce to her petite frame. I’d be on the treadmill for a week if I ordered that.

 “So tell me – what’s your good news?” I asked curiously after our orders had been placed. I loved hearing about Allyson’s latest and greatest.

 “Well,” she drawled out. “I landed the photography job with Ethan DeJames.”

 “That’s great, Ally! I’m so happy for you!” I reached over and gave her a one-armed hug. Ethan DeJames was one of the fastest growing fashion designers in New York, with brand new offices in Paris and Milan. This was great news, as well as a big step in the right direction for my friend.

 “It’s great to know that I’ll have a good steady income coming in now. I loved freelancing, but it was too tough waiting for the next job to come in.” She held up her glass to me. “Drinks on me tonight, babe!” We clinked our glasses and I took a sip of wine. There was an impish glint in her eyes that led me to believe there was more to her news than just a job.

 “So what else do you have to tell me?”

 She threw me a sly smile and her eyes sparkled with mischief. Her look confirmed my suspicions – there was more.

 “Guess.”

 “You have a new guy?” I predicted. Her grin widened. “Ha! I knew it! So who is he? Tall, dark and handsome like the last one?”

 Her grin instantly faded into a scowl.

 “Sorry – I didn’t mean to bring up ancient news,” I apologized with a wince. Allyson’s last boyfriend was a wannabe model and a total jerk that was always putting her down. I swear it was because he was jealous of her apparent good looks. I don’t think he could stand that she was prettier than he was, or that she should have been the one in front of the camera – not him. The relationship had been short lived, and I was glad when they split up.

 “It’s okay. Mark was a loser anyways. Now, Jeremy on the other hand…” She took on a far away, dreamy look and I started laughing.

 “So, tell me about him. Hopefully he’s better in the sack than Mark was,” I joked. That was another reason why Alyson didn’t keep the last one around very long.

 “I don’t know. Yet,” she added, the familiar gleam back in her eyes. “Jeremy is a photographer, like me. I was at Ethan DeJames’ completing my new hire paperwork when I met him. It was his first day too. He told me that he normally shot landscape, but when Ethan’s recruited him to shoot their models, he decided to …” Allyson began talking rapidly, telling me every little detail of their first meeting.

 But after a few minutes, her words began to fade in and out. I tried to listen, but I couldn’t seem to stay focused on what she was saying. I couldn’t stop thinking about Justin Stone. The way he consumed my every thought was extremely annoying.

 It’s not like I want to go out with him or anything. Just because he looks like a Greek God with his dark waves and flashing blue eyes doesn’t mean I wanted to sleep with him. Guys who look like him are nothing but trouble.

 “Um, hello? Are you even listening to what I’m saying?” Allyson asked, interrupting my thoughts by waving a hand in front of my face.

 “I’m sorry, Ally. I was listening…sort of. I’m just a little distracted today,” I explained, feeling bad about my rudeness.

 “What’s wrong?” Lines of concern marred her pretty face.

 “Nothing major, really.” And that was the truth – nothing was seriously wrong.

 I’m just a total head case over a man I barely know.

 The waitress came back to the table with our food and I was grateful for the interruption. I needed to figure out how to explain this without sounding like a complete nut job. As soon as the waitress walked away, Allyson pounced.

 “Spill it,” she demanded.

 “I have a job interview tomorrow. I got the call just before I left to meet you.” I paused and took a few bites of my salad. “Oh, and I think I met the hottest guy on the planet yesterday,” I blurted out.

 Shock briefly flashed across her face at my announcement, but she recovered quickly.

 “I didn’t see that one coming! Do tell!” she said, rubbing her hands together and wiggling her eyebrows. Allyson was always so animated when she spoke, and her vivacity made me smile.

 “It’s nothing like you’re probably thinking, Ally. I only saw him twice and it was fairly brief both times.”

 “Well, what does he look like?” she pressed.

 “He’s tall. Well built from what I can tell. Dark hair and blue eyes – really intense blue eyes. Definitely sexy, and I think he knows it too. He has sort of an arrogant gait when he walks.” I felt my stomach do a little flip as I thought back to the sight of Justin walking to the checkout line at Wally’s.

 “What’s his name?”

 “Justin Stone,” I said and waited to see if she recognized the name. Apparently she didn’t, because she just threw another question at me, eagerly looking for more information.

 “How did you meet him?”

 I went on to describe my first encounter and I didn’t leave out any details – my fall, his arm around my waist, his promise to see me soon. She didn’t laugh like I thought she would. Instead, she stared at me with wide eyes, and signaled our waitress for another round of drinks.

 “I can’t believe you fell,” she said incredulously, her eyes wide in shock.

 “Yeah, I did. It was absolutely mortifying too!” I dropped my head into my hands and moaned.

 “You said that you saw him twice. Please tell me that you didn’t embarrass yourself a second time.” I picked my head back up to look at her and started laughing at her expression. She looked thoroughly appalled at the thought of me humiliating myself again.

 “No, I wasn’t a total klutz the second time. But I wasn’t exactly smooth either.” I told her about what happened in aisle nine, and made sure to include the tantalizing way Justin had chewed a piece of gum.

 “I love it!” she exclaimed, dissolving into a fit of laughter when I told her how I had tossed a pack of Big Red into his cart.

 “Yeah, well…I wanted to throw him off his game and I couldn’t think of anything better to do. I’m not too sure my brilliant idea worked, though,” I said with a frown. I thought back to his stunned look and felt slightly stupid over what I had done. “When I think about it, I can’t even begin to figure out why I found his gum chewing such a turn on. I mean, it’s gum. Gross, right? But it wasn’t. It was all kinds of crazy sexy.”

 “He wants you,” she concluded, popping a french-fry into her mouth.

 “Are you out of your mind? I made a complete fool of myself!”

 “I don’t think so, Selena,” she replied knowingly. “I mean really – the guy came back to see you the very next day. He was concerned about how you were doing, he asks you a bunch of personal questions, makes a crap load of sexual innuendos, and has a philosophical discussion on the fundamentals of control. If that doesn’t scream ‘I wanna screw’, then I don’t know what does. Hell, the fact that you are even talking about him tells me that you want him too.”

 “You’re wrong, Ally,” I said and felt my face redden. Her ability to read me was scary.

 “Oh my god! You’re blushing. You really do like him, don’t you?” she said, obviously stunned. It was time to rein her in before this conversation got out of hand.

 “You are making way too much out of this. First of all, he didn’t make sexual innuendos. Well, maybe one,” I conceded. “I think the rest was mostly made up in my head. And secondly, his questions weren’t personal. They were completely platonic and work related. Sure, maybe I wanted to strip him down right there in the middle of Wally’s, but it wasn’t like that for him. I’m certain that his only concern was a potential lawsuit.”

 She frowned at me.

 “You don’t give yourself enough credit. You’re beautiful, Selena. I don’t know why you can’t see that. Is it so hard to believe that maybe, just maybe, he was interested in more than just the bump on your head?”

 “I think the guy has the potential to be a total control freak, Ally. Been there, done that – remember? I won’t make that mistake again.”

 I remained quiet then and looked down at my plate. I was sure that Allyson knew where my thoughts were heading, but she didn’t say anything. Instead, we ate our food in quiet, and I silently prayed that she wouldn’t bring up the forbidden subject of my past, the painful topic that I avoided at all costs. I didn’t want to go there.

 After several minutes had passed, she finally spoke.

 “I know that you don’t want to talk about this,” she began softly. “You have scars that I can’t even begin to comprehend. But –,”

 “You’re right. I don’t want to talk about it,” I stated flatly.

 “Honey, every guy isn’t like Trevor.”

 “Don’t you think I know that? I just haven’t found the right guy yet,” I snapped irritably. I didn’t add that I hadn’t really been looking for Mr. Right either. Two years past and more shrinks than I can count, and my wounds were still raw. A part of me worried that I’d never be whole again. “Maybe I should just become a lesbian.”

 “What?” Allyson frowned, obviously thrown.

 “Nothing – just something Jim said earlier at work,” I muttered. Allyson looked at me quizzically, but dismissed my comment with a shake of her head.

 “Look, Selena. Acknowledging the fact that Stone even exists should be a sign for you. It’s a sign that you’re ready to move on. It’s time to get out there again. You haven’t dated anyone since you and Trevor broke up,” she reminded me.

 “I’ve gone on dates!”

 A few.

 Allyson leaned back in her chair, folded her arms and smirked.

 “Name one guy that you’ve gone on more than two dates with since you and Trevor broke up.”

 There were none. I knew she was right, but I still couldn’t help jumping on the defense. It certainly wasn’t my fault that every guy I met wanted to get jiggy with it after only five minutes of conversation.

 “Justin Stone is probably one of the wealthiest men in New York. He’s way out of my league He can choose any woman he wants – why in the world would he want me?”

 “Don’t be ridiculous. The fact that he’s loaded means nothing. Right now, you have two years of celibacy talking for you.”

 “I haven’t been celibate for two years! You’re forgetting about Bryce, the music guy. Remember him?”

 “You can’t possibly be serious!” she said in exasperation.

 I frowned at her, knowing that she was right again. I couldn’t really count the musician that I went out with only once. Bryce was a futile attempt at fixing my shattered heart. He was my rebound after Trevor; the drunken one night stand that never called me again. I wasn’t even completely sure if Bryce was his real name, and I regretted that night still to this day.

 “I don’t want to talk about Trevor or Bryce, Ally. And you’re outrageous imagination about Stone will just end up planting too many crazy ideas in my head. Trust me when I say that I don’t need your help with that.”

 I thought about the little devil that had been making quite a regular appearance on my shoulder as of late, putting all sorts of enticing images in my head.

 Angels and devils? You’re really cracking up, Cole.

 “Yeah, right. You need to have more crazy ideas as far as I’m concerned,” she quipped.

 “Don’t start with me. I’m perfectly fine being alone. I don’t need a relationship or sex to be happy. Besides, I’ll probably never see Justin Stone again anyways. And even if I do, he prefers tall and curvy redheads.”

 In an attempt to change the subject, I told her about my internet findings on the wealthy Justin Stone and his history with gingers.

 “So what? If anyone can persuade him to change his mind about redheads, it would be you.”

 “No, Ally,” I said, a warning tone evident in my voice.

 “I can just see the headlines now, ‘Ridiculously Rich Justin Stone Chooses Chestnut Brown Over Dull Red Head’. It could happen,” she stated matter-of-factly with a devilish smile.

 “Ugh – you’re relentless!”

 Through the loud noise of the pub, I heard the familiar clanking of metal on metal. I looked over my shoulder and saw William standing next to the bar tapping two spoons against his knee in time with the music, a favorite pastime for the regulars at Murphy’s. A distraction was definitely needed if I wanted Allyson to drop the subject.

 “Come on – Will is playing the spoons.” I stood up, threw my napkin on the table, and grabbed her hand.

 The subject was bound to come up again, but I was finished with it for now. The past was the past. Rehashing it never ended in a positive outcome. Tonight, I just wanted to have fun.

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