ABSENT MINDED SMILE

also, this rp continues to be filled with the most creative people I've ever seen and I legit don’t know why I'm still surprised about this known fact of the universe.

JULY 11, 2014

@arimxri

Biel was up early that day, he had to be otherwise Ari would get to him first. He held up the can of silly string, standing a few feet from the bed and exclaiming, “Parabéns! Mais um ano em volta do sol.” He let the silly string loose on his twin, showing no mercy until the can was empty. “Eles ficaram espertos na cozinha e fizeram dois bolos.” Even when it wasn’t their birthday, they had a difficult time sharing sweets. “Mas primeiro você tem algo em seu cabelo.”

“Your family makes me feel like an introvert,” Vincent admitted, closing the door behind them as they finally found themselves alone. He kicked off his fancy shoes and put his blazer over a chair. It had been a full day of De Braganças as Portugal’s palace had held an event, and he had been a reluctant plus one. He didn’t often find himself playing the role of boyfriend, but he thought he did alright. He checked off all of the boxes, certainly; got her drinks, opened doors, spun her while they danced, made small talk with her nan. Did things not on the list, like accidentally whispering something dirty in her ear while she was drinking and nearly making her snort wine. Almost hit on one of her cousins before he came to. He stepped behind Ariel as she was taking off her accessories, hands going around her waist and leaning down to rest his chin on her shoulder.

“Foi bom praticar meu português,” He allowed, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck and suppressing a smile. “It’s going to be shit when we tell everyone we broke up, huh? Not that I made a fantastic impression on your grandpa, I don’t know what exactly I said to him but I am certain by his expression that it was not what I intended.” @arimxri

Ari laughed at Vince's words as he walked into her room. There had been a few side eyes when Ari put his suitcase alongside hers there, but they had been dating for a bit. And she had been away to college with him all this time. There was really no good reason to pretend separate rooms would make any difference. “They will do that yes. You passed the cousin test by the way Leo said she approves. Survive a game of Bisca against the twins and we’re officially allowed to wed” she joked. It was easy to say that now. That they had both agreed this wasn’t it for them. She loved Vince, he was her best friend. But she’d grown up around epic love stories her whole life. And this wasn’t it.

She leaned her head into his as he hugged her and sigh. Could she see herself growing old like this? Maybe- but Ariel threw herself off planes and mountains to feel alive. Safe wasn’t her happy ever after. And she could see Vince being happy here too. A big family that would make him part of it whether he liked to or not. “o meu português.” she corrected with a big smile on her face “But the accent was great” she continued, holding up her hand for a high five. “Oh boy. They’re both dead so that might be a legit problem. But yeah, going public with the break up is going to be- weird” she commented turning around to look at him. “How will the world cope with two catches single? After all this time?”

@barbiebraganca​

Exhaustion was a ruthless companion. It grabbed at her core being and cut up pieces it found unnecessary until she barely saw herself in what was left. A leather bag of flesh and organs, whose only propose was to keep living. She had been tired before, tired in a way that was good. A way that made her feel alive with the pain in her arms and legs, a pain that proved she was here. Exhaustion just made her even more apathetic. The last month or so had been an adjustment. It had been a month hadn’t it? “Que dia é hoje?” It had to have been a month already. She still had no memory of it. And people had stopped asking of course, someone had made sure of it after the state she got in the first few times. She had no idea who, but she had a few guesses. She was in Barbie’s room- she knew they were more confortable now a days if she had someone with her 24/7 - being watched and analised. It wasn’t much different in its basics to- no. She shoudn’t think of that. “Abre a janela - esta um dia bonito.” It was claustrofobic at times, to never be quite alone, but she was to tired to say something. And it came from love. 

“Hey-” Ari started speaking quickly right after Natasja opened the door, smiling brightly, a few beads of sweat on her forehead as if she had run up the stairs. Which she had but that was beside the point, she quickly wiped them with the back of her hand, thinking back of all the things that were in human sweat. “Guess who has two thumbs and the least likely to get us thrown in jail for homosexuality date possible?”

“I- uhm-” No one. Thinking of even a hypothetical prison and placing someone in there to bring her comfort-   

Trapped is an awful word and I feel inclined to tell you to fuck off for talking about anyone like that much less Nat. It’s certently something I had to get used to. Have been getting used to but she’s not a prison she’s a human being and a very sweet and kind one at that.