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[aiden-stevens]

Aiden: i wouldnt if you werent wearing my mothers clothes Aiden: if im honest though shed love it Aiden: i think youre her second favorite out of my friends Aiden: no request just full dj freedom Aiden: i trust itll be a banger playlist @mackmontgomery

Mack: You think I'm not gonna so these tats off? Mack: Don't stomp all over my self expression Mack: I'm going to make the sickest playlist you've ever heard in your life brah Mack: Any must have requests? @aiden-stevens

#// mack05 #// text

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Dahlia: zodiac?

"I'm a Taurus. I don't know much about zodiac shit, but some people make a face when I tell them that."

#meme day. #// about : aiden

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❤️ - How did your muse come to realize their romantic and sexual orientations? Was it difficult to accept? Are they proud of who they are?

"I don't know. I don't think much about dating, but I'm fine with any gender. Don't think I have a preference, really, but I'm not the most romantic person. And I don't care much about sex.

I've had it, it's fine and I liked it, but only if I know and like the person because if I don't like the person it just feels uncomfortable and boring and time consuming. Like... I try and check a clock because I can't wrap my head around it unless I care about the other person and how they feel. I don't just see someone random and have the urge, and I don't use Tinder or anything because I don't feel like I need it.

Whatever it means, you can figure it out, it's not that big of a deal for me to make sense of what I like and don't like. I don't think much about any of it, so it's hard to be proud over something I don't use to define myself."

#meme day. #// about : aiden #( aiden doesnt know what asexuality is. no he doesnt need to find it out to be content )

[aiden-stevens]

2. does your muse find it easier to sleep in a warmer room or a cooler room?

"If I don't forget to close my window at night after I smoke, cigarettes or weed, I will make my room a meat locker temperature. I like it cold."

#meme day. #// about : aiden #tw drug mention

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💘 - What is your muse like when they're in love? What does your muse find attractive in someone else? What are their love languages? How do they show affection? Do they show any distinct signs that they're in love?

"I don't know. I haven't liked someone like that in a long time so I can't remember what I even was like, and everything was a blur then with my father being sick and, yanno, kicking the bucket eventually. I'd say ask Phoebes, but I was a shit boyfriend, so she might not have the best report to give on it.

I give gifts and do things for people. I cook. Or I show up when they need something. Having any feelings is uncomfortable, and I hide from the person so they don't catch on. It's not that don't know how to handle them, it's that I don't want to."

@phoebekeller

#meme day. #// about : aiden #// ft. phoebe keller #tw parental loss

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35. where was the weirdest place your muse has fallen asleep?

"Underneath a bus stop bench. Wasn't very comfortable, but I was really fucked up so any flat surface was good enough at the time."

#meme day. #// about : aiden

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🍺 - How does your muse feel about the consumption of alcohol? Do they drink? Are they a heavy drinker, or are they on the lighter side? What's your muse's favorite alcoholic drink?

"I like it. I drink most days, but almost never before work. An after shift shot is sometimes a think, but I don't work drunk. Not like I used to when I was a cook at the diner — I can't risk being fired, mom is ready to give me to boot on my next fuck up. I like Jack Daniels. I'll sip it with one ice cube in the glass, unless I'm feeling a Jack and Coke."

#meme day. #// about : aiden

[aiden-stevens]

Aiden: not scared i can swim Aiden: its just gross and i dont like sand Aiden: just crash there if its easier Aiden: thx @theotanaka

theo: you scared of the ocean or something? theo: on it, I'll come by early and help and I'll come by the day after to help your hungover ass clean up. @aiden-stevens

#// theo01 #// text #pre.event

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@mackmontgomery

#// about : aiden #// ft. mack montgomery #( trick out their lil tyke cars with a speaker and blast this around ABD )

[aiden-stevens]

The flip in her personality at the sudden presentation of snacks would be startling if Aiden wasn’t feeling any inkling of tiredness. The excitement from earlier has drained him enough, as well as sitting there to help as needed with admission paperwork and trying to get Nikki to just wait for food. 

He looks down to the bag Nikki offers out with a slight lean away from it, blinks up to look at her, then decides trying to decline might just turn into another set of bickering he doesn’t want to get into. Just for him to eat, too, it isn’t a bad thing. “Thanks…” he sighs, picking a chip out of the bag.

“Let me see,” Aiden demands, wanting to check the temporary gauze the nurses up front gave them in place of the rag. He pushes the bags aside to sit at the edge of the hospital bed. “They’re gonna numb you up. I wonder if it’s gonna need one or two stitches — you got yourself pretty good.”

@ambivalenceshefelt

It is a truth universally acknowledged -wait no, that's from a book. Anyhow, it was a well known fact that Nikki could be a bit of a brat. Especially when she was hungry, which was odd considering she sometimes forgot to feed herself. Poor Aiden, she suspected, was regretting his every life choice that ended them up as friends by the time they reached the hospital waiting room. She'd have to severely apologize later -after she had some food in her.

"Aww!" she exclaimed, looking up at him from the slightly uncomfortable bed she was occupying. Yep, he was definitely ditching her after this. Running her hand over the snacks she spread them a bit more across the bed, as if this was a bloody -pun intended- commercial break or something. "Not yet." Nikki was feeling a hint sleepy by now (the irony!) but still picked up a bag of chips and opened them to snack on. "This is..perfect." she mumbled taking a bite before tilting the bag at Aiden. "Oh what, you thought I was snacking alone?" || @aiden-stevens

#// nikki02 #// thread #pre.event #tw hospital

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“No thanks,” he drawls, looking down to Astrid with an insurmountable amount of contempt. His threat, though, is more of an empty one. For all the resentment he harbors, he’s matured enough to not swing without thinking in the Ocean Crest elevators. 

(Aiden also doesn’t intend on physically harming Astrid, laying a finger on a girl is well beneath him, but he is more than ready to grate on her nerves as much as he can.)

He crosses his arms and leans against the wall, lolling his head toward her to look down the length of his nose to her with a feigned boredom. He’s the farthest thing from it when he can get a rise out of her.

“No. Of course you’re not afraid, just stupid.” And a myriad of other words he could spit out, but Aiden is content with stopping there. To let it sink in, but also because the sudden jolt has his knees almost feeling like they were going to buckle beneath him. 

He’s fast enough to catch himself, even faster to realize the situation they’re suddenly trapped in. “Just don’t say another fucking word, please. I swear, Astrid, it’s bad enough I have to look at you, I don’t need to hear you.” 

@astridlius

It was sort of jarring to Astrid, how much even just the sight of Aiden's face had her want to start swinging. Well, maybe that was a bit of an exaggeration, but it wasn't that far off.

What was definitely, indisputably jarring was the way her feelings toward him had warped into the ugly shape they were in now, going from something whole and warm back in high school to something gnarled — distaste on a good day, and loathing on a bad one. The days when she saw him, rare though they were now, were immediately bad days.

She set her jaw, fists clenching and unclenching a little at his jab. Nope, no, she wasn't going to get in his face during this very short elevator ride down to the lobby. "Oh, fuck you," she hissed, looking over at him, expression ablaze. Okay, maybe she was. "You think I need him here to defend me? You think I'm afraid of you?"

She loved Mav, and she knew he only wanted what was best for her, but she knew that if he really got in between her and a fight she was set on engaging in, she'd shove him to side and proceed with fists raised.

It was his voice in her head, though, that had her tearing her gaze from him to straight forward at the elevator doors. Stay calm, don't engage. There had to be, at most, 30 more seconds left in this box, didn't there? She could keep a level head until then.

And then the air around them filled with a screeching noise as the elevator ground to a halt. No fucking way. No fucking way she was actually getting bit in the ass by this elevator twice, even if it was in different ways. "You have got to be fucking kidding me right now."

@aiden-stevens

#// astrid01 #// thread #pre.event

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Ambrosia: last song you listened to?

“If I say ‘Fellas in Paris’ by Jay-Z and Kanye West, do you get the reference?”

#meme day. #// about : aiden

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Aiden shrugs, gives Cricket a challenging glance, but he doesn't answer the question while he twists a torn piece of napkin into a circle. Not because he thinks she is shallow by any means, absolutely not. It's just fun to fuck around with her like that, especially when she's had a few glasses of wine.

"Probably. She'd throw you a party, actually. Then make you promise to never give me back. She's a, uh…" Aiden takes a deep breath to try and find the right word, but the right word is too harsh. Charmless, downright rude, and not good for talk over the dinner table.

Especially in an establishment like this when he's already, unabashedly, thrown the word 'jackass' across the table at Cricket.

It's something he does unapologetically because Aiden never likes being blindsided. "I'll call you a jackass whenever I want." Even if he's settling back into his seat, softening considerably. How can he keep all his hard edges up when, like Cricket said, it is her birthday? She's happy. The flickering of the birthday candle isn't adding to a facade, Aiden can see it in the glow on her face.

He leans forward again, and with his poor table manners, presses his elbows into the surface of the table so he can watch her with an attentiveness unmatched. The list of people that hold Aiden's focus is a very short one — Mack, Fiona, Nora… Cricket, obviously. He mirrors everything she does, except for the way she melts into the taste because, fuck, shit burns.

"Fuck me-" he begins, wincing and reaching for his glass to cool his tongue. "Aside from my tastebuds being singed off, it is really good." Aiden is slow to scoop a second bite while he watches the steam fade, only doing so after adding a couple blows to make sure. "Can't even compete with a soufflé…" he mutters while placing his spoon down and sliding out of his side of the booth.

Aiden casts Cricket a quick look in the pause before he does finally kneel, relenting in favor of her earlier request. If not for a laugh, it's for her birthday, to earn them a glass (or bottle?) of congratulatory champagne or whatever. His ring, the twisted napkin from earlier, is held up. "Cricket. You drive me nuts in the kitchen. Everywhere, actually, so this is a compliment that I want to ask you to spend the rest of your life with me."

Not the proposal itself, just the fact that Aiden is putting himself in a spotlight for this moment. He cringes, mostly to himself and the fact that even with the liquor he cannot find a romantic bone in his body to make this believable enough.

In a hushed voice and an inclination toward her, Aiden asks, "This is where I say 'marry me', right?"

@cricketcampbell

"I'll take it."

Like she'd be above a pity fake proposal? It was like he didn't know her at all.

"How shallow do you think I am?" Cricket gasped, letting go of his hand to press hers to her chest, appalled. Though it dropped as she thought about it and attempted to casually ask, "okay, but like, would we still be allowed to come over and use the hot tub at least?"

(She couldn't see why not. Aiden's mom loved her, and access to her hot tub seemed like a small price to pay in exchange for getting her son out of her house, if you asked Cricket.)

For a second, she'd almost convinced herself in thinking she'd been able to get away with the ruse still, Aiden's attention on his own soufflé and the daunting task ahead of him. All she had to do was blow out and discard of the candle and smear through the chocolate writing, and he'd have been none the wiser. She hadn't accounted for the verbal birthday wishes though, nose scrunching when the telltale recognition is clear on his face. So much for that.

"Hey, you can't call me a jackass! It's my birthday." She gestured to the plate before her, now that the cat was out of the bag. "I just...didn't want you to feel like it had to be a whole thing. I knew as soon as I got the prize that this was when I wanted to do it and with who." She shrugged. "Getting to watch you tear into that seafood tower was my present. I wish I'd taken a picture, honestly. We might have to order another just to recreate it."

With a grin and at his encouraging, Cricket closes her eyes and leans forward to blow out the candle. She hesitates just long enough to think of her wish, racking her brain for what could make this year better than the last. When the flame goes out, the thought of more of this, please goes with it.

"Okay, okay, there's an art to eating these, though. First," looking up to make sure Aiden was watching, Cricket discarded the candle and used her spoon to carve out a circle in the middle of the dough, delicious steam rising up from it, "to pour the crème anglaise in." She demonstrated, picking up the small pitcher and pouring a generous amount in the middle. "And then, obviously, the whipped cream." A healthy dollop or two is placed on top of the dish before the spoon is used to scoop up the perfect bite with all three components, lifted up in cheers towards Aiden's own. "Now, mangia."

While it is still much too hot for consumption and burns the absolute shit out of her mouth, Cricket can't help but sigh happily, shoulders sagging forward as she savors that first painful bite and nods her head in approval.

"Is it a bad start to our fake marriage if I cheat on you with this soufflé?"

@aiden-stevens

#// cricket03 #// thread #pre.event #( fff you know hes making this the worst thing ever sry not sry )

[aiden-stevens]

When Aiden thought he was a difficult person, Nikki displayed a streak of stubbornness he suspects outmatched his own. Her insistence on getting food on the way to the hospital was an incessant argument that went back and forth, but with Aiden behind the wheel, he kicked her to the lobby to check in while he parked.

The promise to get tacos after was his best bartering chip, so at this point he was typing in various letter-number combinations to get Nikki a plethora of snack-sized chip bags from the vending machine. 

“Doritos, Cheez-Its, Lays, some off-brand cookies — here.” He throws them onto her hospital bed once he returns to her room. “Did the nurse come in at all?”

@ambivalenceshefelt

She gasped taking some offense. "Which is why they're angry!" she shot back. Not that she knew many; just Sloane. And Sloane wasn't angry, she had just been passive aggressive. But that wasn't the point!

"I am..." she started a little gobsmacked he actually, not only knew but, applied all that. "You know what, no. Doesn't matter." she shook her head. At the promise of food, the inner monster calmed a little. Nikki was a total menace when hungry... "Fine." she huffed like a brat. "Oh, we can get tacos on the way!" || @aiden-stevens

#// nikki02 #// thread #tw hospital #pre.event

[aiden-stevens]

Aiden: get there when it starts Aiden: spare you from the crazy before things get wild Aiden: im a stellar employee and im definitely not up to no good @carmen-alamilla

Carmen: Only long enough to drop off the cards and tequila Carmen: It won't. Carmen: Just don't tell me anything I don't need to know.

#// carmen02 #// text #pre

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Aiden: crop top for your arms? Aiden: or reversed because it was hanging off your shoulders Aiden: sasquatch motherfucker Aiden: yeah ok jar jar is also on playlist duties @mackmontgomery

Mack: And thats called fashion. Crop top dressing gown Mack: I just might Mac: Meesa so excited 😃 @aiden-stevens

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[aiden-stevens]

Aiden: phoebes i swear if you bring a gift Aiden: dunno him that well. i mean i know him from school but we never talked much Aiden: i dont have a problem with him he can come Aiden: unfortunately i do know its because you barely above five feet tall, smalls Aiden: 6 toilets, pick one. even a sink. if youre gonna be sick @phoebekeller

Phoebe: what's that? me, bev of choice AND gift??? you got it Phoebe: maybe uly if he's not invited already Phoebe: you're not always rude Phoebe: yes, you know i'm a lightweight and i plan to get WASTED @aiden-stevens

#// phoebe04 #// text #pre