πππππ ππ felt like summer on the coast
now the sun BURNS my heart
and the sand hurts my feelings
oh my, love is a lie β
( ππππ my friends say to get me by. ) ππππππππ: daisy de leΓ³n and marin sawyer.
SEXUAL & ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: bisexual demiromantic
TIME ON CORNELIA STREET: three monthsΒ
OCCUPATION: assistant director
AESTHETIC: dancing in your socks with a glass of wine in hand, standing on the balcony as the wind ruffles your hair and the embers on the end of your cigarette die, the comfort weight of your laptop in your bag, the scent of a cappuccino, freesia, and vanilla entering the room
SONG INSPIRATION: champagne problems and you're on your own, kid
EXCERPT FROM THE MASTERMIND: daisy's born in miami to a mother who would do anything for her and a father who doesn't quite know how to stay. she's always telling stories, typing them late at night on the laptop her mother surprises her with for her quinceanera, and lives a little too far in her head sometimes. life dips into a dark place for awhile, and her ticket out is the promise of moving to los angeles with her best friend, where they're going to be stars. it's what they always dreamed of, after all, what kept them sane in the years of high school where nothing ever fucking made sense. besides, daisy's supposed to write a film for logan to star in. they make it out to california and daisy becomes alive as she grinds away, starting as an assistant pa and slowly climbing the ladder β logan, on the other hand, falls into the clutches of opiate abuse, and their death shakes daisy to her core. it's why her dream matters so much, after all. daisy continues climbing, determined to win her seat in the room and her oscar someday. she then meets muse a and they start a relationship. fiery and passionate and... comfortable. the routine, the expected, it's all very nice and well for daisy, but she is more selfish than both of them realize. she'd never ask anyone to compromise for her, and it doesn't occur to her that they don't realize she wouldn't do the same until they propose and she says no. already at an assistant director phase for several television shows and working on producing indie films with her contacts, daisy makes the decision to flee to new york for something different, where ghosts don't tail her and she's not forced to feel even more shitty for what she's done. she answers a wanted ad and moves onto cornelia street with maggie molina, and it may very well be the best thing she's ever done. she's on her own and it has never been more liberating. / Β READ MORE ABOUT DAISY HERE.
AESTHETIC: holding hands with someone to reassure them or let them know you're there, peppermint hot chocolate with whipped cream, touching up the edges of your chipped nail polish
SONG INSPIRATION: evermore
EXCERPT FROM THE MASTERMIND: the youngest of four with a wild heart and not many idle thoughts, marin longs to taste a world that hadn't yet swallowed down her siblings and left traces of them behind. she loves her siblings dearly, family oriented occasionally to a fault, but her dreams of escaping her hometown litter the pages of her journal and the online archives she pressed her footprint into. she's always along for the ride, never the driver. nothing ever belongs to her because it seemingly belonged to one of the other sawyer kids first. it makes the high school years hard for marin, who is just trying to find an identity beyond her loud and brash colors she wears to stand out. her mother's death shortly after her high school graduation and lost semi-adult who can't college to save their life venture is crippling β effervescence fizzles, color fades, and the once exuberant force takes a few steps back inside herself. it's the lifelong dream of moving to new york that strikes a spark back in her eyes and the breath returns to her lungs. it's a new city, a new playground to call her own, and best of all: the novelty of getting to find herself outside of her siblings' silhouettes. marin does freelance photography mostly as a hobby, and works as an emt ( the savior complex is a lil strong with this one, i'm afraid ) but, most importantly, she's the one who keeps holiday house bustling with people. holiday house is the dream of holidays accumulated after all, where they'd wish out loud to spend their holidays in new york where the snow's plentiful and lights make everything glow, and it's the place where she belongs and her siblings belong and the space is vast enough for everyone she brings through the doors to belong, too. she is carving out a space for the people she loves, perhaps what she was meant for. while she often gives too much of herself that she hardly remembers to take care of her own grief and complications, marin always has her hand out ready to take someone in. she lives hard, loves fierce, and runs wild β and yet, she'll always come home in the end. / Β READ MORE ABOUT MARIN HERE.
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hi angels ! i'm em, i'm twenty - five, use she / her pronouns and am in the eastern timezone ! i am a red, reputation, and folklore/evermore girlie through and through, and i'm also an aquarius sun. i am so utterly excited about being here writing with you all β please don't hesitate to message me here or on discord ( π¨π₯πππ π£π€π¬#5854 ) to talk plots / connections, or to get threads going. taylor swift and writing make me happiest in the world, so to be here means everything.
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it's been a day. her entire lunch break was spent sitting across the street from the post office, a priority - marked box in her lap with a weight that aches in her gut and glues her to the concrete. this is what you wanted, she has to repeat to herself like the mantra keeping her stitched together. and yet, the finality of such a thing, the notion that she is shipping away her last chance at a life with company aside from her thoughts is paralyzing. she should be able to send back a box of things. she should be able to do a lot of shit, considering this was her plan. it almost feels hypocritical to be enveloped in such a conundrum.
she pays nearly ten dollars to ship it out. she returns home after the remainder of a shift with her tail between her legs.
the front door swings open, daisy dropping her keys on the foyer table as she toes her shoes off. "mags?" she calls out apprehensively, voice carrying through the halls. "you home yet? kinda feeling breakfast for dinner, wanna know if you're in."
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