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#my favourite thing is. when Dan. steps over something kinda tall. you know because he's. he's tall so. he can do that
running-in-the-dark · 4 months
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wait is Lana just gone now?? like forever?? nooo I love her 😭
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ofmerrit · 3 years
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*  ◜  kristine froseth  ,  cis  woman  &  she/her  ◞  *  according  to  school  records  ,  that’s  merrit  antonietta  unn  hornsby  walking  on  campus  grounds  with  their  usual  iced-americano  from  the ancient  grounds  cafe  .  they’re  known  for  their  long  ,  dark  blonde  locks  outshining  their  surprisingly  tall  figure   and  are  often  spotted  at   the  versailles  garden  reading  wild  geese  by  mary  oliver  .  almost  everyone  knows  their  family  is  worth  like  1.2  billion  dollars  ,  so  we  suspect  they’re  a  member  of   olympus   ,  you  know  ,  the  one  for  old   money  .  do  you  know  where  they  were  the  night  that  the  scholarship  student  died  ?  they  claim  they  were  touring  around  the  campus  for  inspiration  ,  must  be  an  architecture major  thing  ,  right  .  and  hey  ,  don’t  you  agree  that  the  sophomore  reminds  you  of  muffled  screams  into  silk  pillows  ,  the  bellyache  you  get  after  doing  something  wrong  &  vacant smiles ?  you  better  watch  out  h e s t i a  before  something  dangerous  happens  to  you  and  life  ends  at  twenty-two  .  *  ◜  barb  ,  twenty-two  ,  gmt +3  &  she / her  ◞  *
alright alright . it’s me , wrinkle free brain bar from gmt +3 !! so pumped to be here w you sexies mwah <3 here’s merrit’s pinterest board if you’re interested ( pls im a virgo n pinterest addict .. lemme make boards for our muses .. id d*e ! ) imma . bore u to de*th w this intro pls .. forgive me .. i only hav 2 brain cells , this is all over the place HDFJK rip </3 tw: kidnapping, death.
starting w the boring statistics :     full name: merrit antonietta ‘antonia’ unn hornsby     nicknames: mer, antonia, ant, tbc.     code name: hestia ; the goddess of hearth , the family , the state & the domesticity.      star sign: libra sun , virgo moon , scorpio rising.     sexuality: bisexual.     favourite literature piece: wild geese by mary oliver ,  an anthology .                                              “meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,                                              are heading home again.                                              whoever you are, no matter how lonely,                                              the world offers itself to your imagination,                                              calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting                                              over and over announcing your place                                              in the family of things.”
merrit is the only child of the young hornsby couple. she doesn’t remember much of her childhood, according to her grandma, she was the happiest kid. had everything she could ever ask for and more. 
the reason why merrit can’t remember any of this is the beginning of a tragedy — a stormy december night, she and her parents went missing. grandma says they were gone for over five months. a kidnapping case gone cold, they thought. right when the old couple was giving up on them, an angel from above delivered antonia to their door step. malnourished, void of any memory but alive.
life after losing her parents was easier than expected, grandma hornsby ( nee du pont ) made sure merrit would recover from this without any trauma & in a way, she did.
doesn’t have the best relationship with her grandpa, he’s harsh and cranky and too smart for his own good, merrit is lowkey afraid of him lmfao 
she’s currently studying architecture — her dream major was interior design but grandpa encouraged her to pursue architecture to follow her father’s footsteps.  kinda made sense because she’s fascinated by houses .. in reality the insides, the families living there are the real source of interest for her but she’s happy to settle for outside for now gshdjkf
personality stuff !!!
uMM.... i’d say she’s lowkey a people pleaser sdhjkf like ?? making her grandparents proud is . literally the only thing she’s ever wanted in this world n now she feels the same responsibility for every single soul in her life . a torturous existence if you ask me 
can’t say no <3  if she thinks its gonna make u feel a tiny bit better . boom . she’s in .
the friend you’d call to bury a body . no questions asked . she’s pickin up the shovel as you speak asdghfjk unless it’s between her grandparents n you, then *michael scott vc* how the turntables.... sdhjfk shes rattin u out instantly rip
LOVES to talk n listen . fills her heart with joy . a blabbermouth . 
an overachiever . doesn’t sleep much, rocks the dark circles 7/24 lmfao works bc doesn’t like the idea of .. wasting life if that makes sense ??
loyal 2 a fault. mostly to olympus. wld do anything to stay in the secret society / establish her place .
extremely gentle n caring . sometimes ?? its just . too much sdjkf like. tone it down <3
likes poetry ,, especially mary oliver n louise glück ! her fav poem is the orange by wendy cope.
i imagine her wearing flowy, tulle dresses with floral embroidery or vintage pieces idk 
has shit ton of plants but struggles to keep them alive rip
!!! im . terrible at explaining her fr i hate it here ok i hav a vision but ??? i cant explain it
safe 2 say shes having difficulty deciding who she’s supposed to be . a part of her wants to be the golden child for her grandparents n the other side .. jst wants to live her life y’know ??? 
UPDATE ! i’ve realised that by hiding her secret, i also unintentionally hid a big portion of her personality and she comes across as the typical, soft & gentle soul. don’t get me wrong, she is indeed gentle and soft but she’s also volatile and deceitful !
connection ideas !!!
childhood friends - except she doesn’t remember any of it. maybe your muse thinks she’s changed. maybe they don’t care. maybe they are no longer friends . idk 
penpals - seriously ???  i imagine her as someone who writes letters jst bc they’re nostalgic n cute ??? cld be fun.
a home - i kno home’s not a person but a feeling but tell that to merrit lmao. this person’s probably the only one in the whole damn world she’d choose over her grandparents. platonic or romantic, doesn’t matter.
betrothed - super old school yikes. nt exactly betrothed either .. maybe her grandma thot it’d be better if these two were in a relationship . maybe they remained as friends . maybe they hated each other . maybe they kept the publicity stunt ( cue 2 merrit begging to keep faking the rel so her grandpa wld be happy )
exes - a classic. ts this is me trying vibes . on good or bad terms . lingering feelings ? yes please .
bad + good influence - again, classic sdhjfk
saw u at the garden but cldn’t say hi bc i’m a dumb binch - basically someone she has a minor, unrequited crush on. probably knows this person through her other friends but she’s too damn timid to take the first step
a friend from labyrinth . ok hear me out . this is a big deal for her bc she’s all in for her society n v opposed to the idea of a second one even existing . wouldn’t say shes openly mean or .. rude to labyrinth members but ?? jst . wants to protect her own , so this would be a v secret friendship .
a project - could say she has some sort of a savior complex . wants to ‘fix’ people up .. toxic much, mer? <3 anyway ashdjk maybe she thinks .. she can change your muse ? i truly dont know. 
ok final one . its juicy . someone who’s suspicious of her . she has a secret n for the obv reason i didn’t talk abt it, your muse’s suspicious n it’s just . hashtag awkward
these r the only connection ideas i have rn my brain said get tht fire exit door im off im so sorry forgive moi bUT im a sucker for angst : ) so theres that 
something inspired by my queen n savior phoebe bridgers or . folklore ?? yeah.
give me noora / william vibes . the ex friends . the dan / blair dynamic . i live for them ok sgdhfjkl
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sunshinedjh · 7 years
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Phan fluff: The concert
'Dan are you ready yet?' Louise called. 'No! I'm not even taking that long, Zoe was only done a few minutes ago!' Louise sighed at Dan's comment because of how much of a lie it was. Dan seemed to care more about his appearance then either of the girls did. It was just the three of them, Dan, Zoe and Louise, they were at Zoe's house getting ready to go to a concert for the night and they were all just as excited as each other. Dan had been friends with the two for as long as he could remember. Even since before he was old enough for people to tell him that it was a bit strange for him to only hang around with girls. It didn't bother him though. He'd just never really thought about trying to befriend a boy before, they all seemed to scary and hard to talk to and Dan really didn't have the courage for that. 'I've been ready for ten whole minutes actually Dan, now come on!' Zoe complained. 'Alright alright I'm coming, let's go to the car' Dan said, dashing out of the bathroom. 'How do I look?' He asked, standing in what he thought was the most confident looking position possible. 'Woah, Zoe gasped 'you look...' 'Very handsome' Louise cooed. He was wearing a white button up shirt, with some kind of intricate pattern adorned on it, a pair of black skinny jeans (which he rarely took off actually) and black stud earrings to match. His hair was wild and curly with slightly shaved sides, it looked so crazy and unkept but still managed to look like he'd spent a lot of time on it. 'Thanks' he replied shyly, a slight tinge of red appearing on his cheeks. 'Now let's go before we miss the whole damn thing!' It didn't take long for them to get there. They were greeted with the sound of flashing cameras and screams as they joined the cue. Dan looked up and saw the name of the act they were all here to see in lights above the venue door. 'Philip Lester' it read. Dan knew that name well. Phil was Dan's favourite singer, he wasn't sure if it was because of his looks or his mesmerising voice but Dan definitely wouldn't have come out to see anyone else. 'Hey Dan, we're allowed in now' the girls giggled at him as he still had a gormless expression on his face and was staring up at the sign. 'Wha...' He'd been too busy daydreaming to even notice the hoards of people that were now piling into the theatre. Zoe took Dan by the hand and the three friends stepped inside. 'Tickets please' 'Oh uh one second' Louise struggled, one trying to hold her things while the other was trying to fumble around in her bag to find the tickets. 'Here you go sir' 'Thank you very much, have fun guys!' The wait seemed to last ages. Dan sat in his chair, huddled between Zoe and Louise (at the very front none the less) gazing up at the stage. 'Ladies and gentlemen...' a loud booming voice echoed around the room. 'Ahhhhh! He's coming, he's coming!' Dan, Zoe and Louise squealed to each other. 'Philip lesterrrr!' 'Eeeeee!' Everyone was cheering and screaming. Dan was pretty sure that his screams were louder than anyone else's. The young man came and walked out onto the stage and as he cleared his throat silence fell across the theatre. 'Hello everyone' he beamed before bracing for the impact of the screaming crowd as it started back up. 'He's just as dreamy in real life' Zoe whispered. 'Before we begin I have an announcement to make' Phil said into his microphone 'at the end of the show I will be giving away a free backstage pass to one lucky audience member, and the winner will get to come and hang out with me after the show's finished' Dan couldn't hear himself think after all the noise that sentence caused around the room. 'Wooooo' Louise shouted, particularly loudly. Then quietly said to Dan 'you could win that you know' as she nudged him on the shoulder. 'Yeah right, like anyone ever picks me for anything, let's just sit back and enjoy the show' And that's exactly what they did. The three of them had never danced so much in their lives, they laughed and jumped around as Phil's singing echoed around the room. Although, Dan did spill his drink at one point, somehow managing to get it all over Louise's dress, which he was nothing but apologetic about. But Louise assured him that it was okay and they continued to dance the rest of the night away until the very last song had finished. 'Alllright then folks' Phil started speaking after he'd finished singing his 17th (or was it eighteenth?) song. Dan had lost track of how long the night had been to be honest but it had without a doubt been the most fun he'd ever had. 'It's time, to chose the lucky winner!' Phil stated in a fake dramatic voice. He clambered down off the stage then and began walking through the audience. 'Hmmm, but who to pick?' He questioned with a mischievous grin in his face. He walked round looking at the crowd, clearly taking his time to choose. Dan kept his eyes on Phil the whole time, watching him as he searched, he was coming closer and closer and Dan was still looking at him and then Phil returned the gaze. Dan froze with shock. He had no time to process anything at all though. 'You! You there, would like like to come backstage with me?' Phil came waltzing over beaming as he looked down at him, seemingly not even noticing how much he was dying inside from the shock. 'I err, I'd love to...' 'Alrighttt, lets go' Phil took Dan by the hand then and led him back the way he'd came. 'Bye guys!' Dan called to Zoe and Louise behind him, he didn't turn around to see the looks on their faces but he imagined they would be just as shocked as his. Everything seemed like a blur to Dan then, he was touching Phil Lester of all people... and they were holding hands! He couldn't believe his luck, nothing good ever happened to him... Once he was up on he stage he stood there and listened as Phil spoke. 'Okay then everyone, I would like to thank you all for coming...' Dan wasn't really listening, his mind was still racing with adrenaline. He looked out into the crowd and saw Zoe and Louise. They were both waved and smiling wildly at him and he was pretty sure he sure Louise mouthed 'You lucky shit!' 'What's your name then?' Phil asked turning to face him. Dan felt so flustered. He hadn't even noticed that Phil had finished speaking and that the crowd of fans was now piling out of the theatre. He felt slightly like he had been strangled but somehow he still managed to form words. 'I'm er, Daniel. Daniel Howell' Phil chuckled. 'Well, hi there I guess' He blushed as he spoke which made Dan a little curious. 'I really love your music you know, this is so cool!' Phil blushed even harder. 'Thanks... you know, you're kinda cute' What?! Had Phil just? Did he just? Dan thought he was actually going to drop the floor and faint. What kind of over obsessive fangirl was he? He had to pull himself together. 'Oh er, thank you... are we gonna go backstage then?' 'Right! Yeah' 'So, this is Larry' Phil gestured over to a tall important looking man wearing headphones 'he's our sound guy' 'Hi' Dan introduced himself. 'He can't hear you, you know, headphones' Phil laughed grabbing Dan's arm and dragging him down a corridor. It was a lot bigger behind the stage than Dan thought, he felt overwhelmed by how much there was to look at. A large burly looking man walked past them then. 'Oh this is Drake, he's my bodyguard' 'Um, hello' Dan felt slightly intimidated until the man caught him by surprise and smiled at him' 'Hello' he said. 'He may look tough, but he's actually he big softie' Phil exclaimed. They walked round for what seemed like hours, and well it might have been for all they knew. They were both having so much fun, they seemed to have connected so easily. Dan didn't feel like just another crazed fan to Phil and Phil didn't feel like an obnoxiously self centred celebrity to Dan. The two had become friends almost automatically. They walked down another corridor and Phil spoke up. 'Hey, what do you say we grab some food and chill in my dressing room? As much as I'd love to show you round more I'm literally going to die of hunger if I don't eat' Dan giggled. 'Sure' Phil came to a halt outside one of the doors. 'Okay, so we're not strictly supposed to go in here... but I saw some great looking cakes and sandwiches through that door earlier' 'Well then its a good thing I'm feeling a little rebellious' Dan smirked at Phil. 'Alright on the count of three we'll run inside and nab as much food as we can, then follow me and we can sneak it into my dressing room.' 'Sounds like a plan' 'Okay. One... two... three!' The two boys darted though the door, (luckily no one was inside) and grabbed the food that had been nicely laid out on the table. Then they sprinted back out and Dan followed suit as Phil ran down the corridor and into one of the other rooms. They were practically gasping for breathe then. 'It seems you share my physique' Phil joked after catching his breath a little. Dan looked up. 'Yeah... exercise is overrated' As he looked around he saw that they were in a rather fancy looking room, lit up with bright lights and scattered with mirrors. 'Woah this is your dressing room?' 'Sure is' Phil replied proudly. They tucked into the food right away after that. Phil was right, the it tasted amazing. There were sandwiches of all different kinds, cakes that tasted heavenly and about five different and if soda. 'I'm really living the pop star life now, huh?' Dan said, sat crossed legged on the carpet. 'Yeah, well you got food on your chin Mr Pop Star' Phil laughed. 'I do?' Dan blushed. 'Come here' Phil scooted closer to him and wiped his chin with a napkin. Dan was a little surprised when he didn't scoot to his previous position, he stayed sat close, right in front of Dan. Dan felt a little awkward eating when they were sat so close so he put down the sandwich he was holding. Phil was looking at him still. It wasn't a normal kind of look though, there was something longing about it that made Dan want to look right back at him. As he did he could see Phil's eyes up close. They were quite beautiful, he'd seen them before on various posters and in magazines but the were so much prettier, so much brighter in person. 'You're very cute, you know that Dan?' Phil said again, he seemed so transfixed by Dan's gaze. 'You've said that already' Said Dan laughing. 'Oh I have... sorry' 'No no it's okay, good to know that celebrities are human too and that they aren't perfect' 'I really do hate the word celebrity' Phil confessed thoughtfully. 'Yeah?' 'Yeah, it makes it sound like we're above other people just because we got lucky. But we're just the same as everyone else' Dan paused at this comment, he thought for a moment. For some reason it didn't feel like the two his just met. They felt so close already, like they'd known each other forever. 'You're not the same as everyone else Phil' Dan said. 'Dan...' 'And for the record I think you're cute too' Phil stretched out his hand and placed it under Dan's chin as they continued to hold each other's gaze. 'Oh really? What kind of cute?' 'I er... don't know how to say' Dan's cheeks glowed with scarlett. He began to lean in closer to the other man. Phil closed his eyes. 'Then show me...' Dan kissed him then. Feeling like he was going to explode as he did so. Phil was kissing him back, wrapping his arms around him and gripping his shirt gently. Dan could feel Phil's breath against his lips. They pulled away eventually, each other's eyes still solely focused on each other. 'That kind'
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