lighting bolt!

philippine stindel & she/her / cis woman‷ watch out, matilda "mattie" laurent has crash-landed into roswell !! they look 25 years old and celebrate their birthday on may 25th . they are from roswell nm, reside in aurora apartments and are currently working as a cashier @ out of this world book store. one thing you should know about them is that she's half french, her father is from france and she can speak french‷

hello guys! its corrie here, i was a member of roswell a little while back but had to leave due to real life. i’m back now though, with two great new characters & i’m super excited to starting writing again. 

mattiehqs​:

“ i’d be against holdin’ my hand , if i were you . i mean , you ain’t sure where it’s been , “ and , in all honesty , mattie would be glad for the naivety . nobody should be cursed with the knowledge of what striker cannon got up to in his own spare time . the promise of food , though , was one too vital to pass up . how long had it been now without a full meal ?? days , a week ?? picking through the trash of the crashdown hardly constituted real food . “ wha’s this one all about , anyhow ?? ain’t it jus’ some creepy house ?? these are two a damn penny back where ‘m from , “ 

mattiehqs​:

❝ aw , you’ll hold my hand ?? how romantic , matts . ❞ hand clutches over heart . despite the teasing nature to her tone , the hand holding probably for the best . she’s not above ‘ accidentally ’ decking anyone who gets a little too close , or grabs her ankle . ❝ i’ll go with you !! just let me finish this thing off ,  ❞ speaking to the joint twirled between her fingertips . the evening much more fun under a little influence . ❝ and the boat has to come before food . the other way around is just plain sadistic . this’ll disappear a lot faster if you help , by the way . ❞ 

mattie giggles in reply, “only the best for you juni” she gives her friend a grin. she was glad that it didn’t take juniper much convincing, “thank-you! ugh -- fine -- i’ll wait” mattie just wanted to get into the old house and exprience some spooks. “yeah, that’d make more sense wouldn’t it. any of the food stalls caught your eye?” of course she’d googled some of menus before she came to the event, just to prep, “alright, pass it over then”. 

Simba loved spooky season. Halloween was not a thing in France, at least not when he was still living there, and he had some problems getting with it after moving to the United States, but as soon as he had kids: he understood. Or at least he felt like he did. He was rummaging through the dvd section of the appliances store, looking up at the first person he saw. “Quick, what’s the latest fun halloween movie to come out?” ( @roswellstarters​ )

mattie was wandering down the aisles of the local store admiring all the halloween stuff, she was a big fan of all things spooky. when she heard simba’s voice, “what’s that one, i think it’s called bodies, bodies, bodies. apparently it’s meant to be really good” mattie tells him, “i’ve not watched yet though”. 

mattie !​

              it’s not enough to say he felt breathless when the door opened.   it was nerves,  excitement,  and that usual feeling of fondness he always got when he saw mattie.    (he is whipped)      “   hey,   ”   his fingers are trembling but they’re hidden so deep in the warmth of his pocket he prays it wasn’t noticeable.    “  no,  i -  we can still celebrate later.  ”    when it’s not the middle of the night.        “  figured we could do something now,  with just you and me, before my wrinkles start kicking in.  ”   it’s his nerves that  took over, finding himself entering her apartment with a need to move his body as way of grounding himself;  each step a reminder of the promise kept to himself as he decides that he will,  once again,   allow himself to be completely open. 

                    although     BEING OPEN   &   BEING HONEST   didn’t necessarily have to come as a pair.      “  i don’t know why i’m here,  sorry, it’s late.  ”     that was his out,  a less prepared soggy would have turned on his heel and promised to have the conversation another time,   but this one stayed.       feet planted on her floor;  maintaining eye contact, lips turned upward .    “  i was thinking,   maybe i should start going by connor again.  ”    he’s all over the place, evidently lacking poeticism.    “  and then i was thinking about how long it’s been since we spent my birthday together.  guess i was just eager to change that.  ”

mattie shoots him a smile but she could tell that something was up, she put it down to birthday nerves. “good, ‘cause i’ve got plans. you’re gonna love it” she tells him, well she hoped that he’d love it anyway, she giggles in response to his words, “makes sense. we could go shopping for wrinkle cream, we should at least TRY and save your pretty face” mattie could hear another groan coming from her brother’s room, so she was glad when soggy stepped inside their shared apartment. 

who: open  where: outside the wild pony 

the faded grey hoodie—plucked off the peg by the door where it’d been hanging for months, maybe even years before she claimed it—dwarfs her, with sleeves that dangle well past her hands and enough room to fit two or three of her within the zipper. it does the trick though, blocking out the slight chill as she fishes her box of cigarettes from the pocket and pushes outside. the weather’s shifting, only noticeable at night, though that seems to be the only time she finds herself outside. or awake at all, really. her body loosens with the first inhale, enough to notice someone else leaning against her usual spot, near a crack in the sidewalk that kind of looks like a face, especially when she’s been drinking. “what are you in for?” she drolls by way of greeting, taking up the space next to them instead and letting the smoke curl up to the stars. 

mattie needed to escape the apartment that she shared with her older brother, he was playing video games with his friends and things had started to get a little loud. she’d been wandering around roswell for a little bit, she’d stood outside the wild pony for a moment when she was greeted by victoria. mattie smiles brightly, “i was just on a crazy adventure. i needed a break” she’d not seen the other in awhile, “wanna join me or have you got work?”. 

mattiehqs·:

Kaya scoffs, “well, shit. This isn’t passing the Bechdel test.”

It’s beginning to seem more and more as though Mattie’s only invited her over to discuss Soggy, this supposed ‘birthday event’, and, oh — more Soggy. Disingenuous as the beginnings of Kaya’s friendship with Mattie may have been ( in which Kaya attempts to atone for past nips and scathing jokes for the sake of her own heavy conscience ) she can’t help feeling a little stung. Betrayed, even.

So she props herself up on her elbows and faces Mattie properly to say, “y’know, just ‘cause Connor’s back in town doesn’t mean I’m going to play messenger pigeon. That’s, like, straight people’s approach to communication. Ergo, no communication whatsoever. Seriously. Miss me with all of that.”

ROSWELL HALLOWEEN COSTUME 2022

juni: how on earth do you survive?! got one of you at home. pretty sure jaden doesn't even really know how to use the microwave 🤦🏽‍♀️

juni: honestly, not being able to cook should be an immediate red flag 🚩

juni: oooorrr we can just throw it out, skip the food poisoning and i could make us something 100x better?

mattie: not very well tbh, okay!! im not that bad.. i can use the mircowave, promise!!

mattie: yeah, yeah ill take that one!!

status:   closed for @mattiehqs​

               there’s a dread that washes over him every year when the clock strikes midnight on his birthday,  yet a calmness that follows.    the dread appears with the urgent reminder that he’s getting older.  the calmness is close behind with the reminder that he’s made it another year.   and he was better now.   (  or perhaps that’s a lie he likes to tell himself  ).   a notable self-sabotager ;  he’ll build walls between him and his loved ones just when shit is getting good.   connor doesn’t know why,  he hasn’t gotten to that part yet.   he’s only at the guilt-ridden part of growth (again)   that leads him to standing outside of mattie’s door.  (again).

            he should have warned her he was coming  but it was too late as his knuckles had already thumped on the door of her apartment.   fully aware of the  NOW OR NEVER  opportunity,   he waits,  an exhale releasing the breath he didn’t realize he was holding.  / @mattiehqs​

mattie was still awake, she couldn’t sleep, she was lying in bed scrolling through her phone. facebook reminded her that it was connor’s birthday, she knew anyway, she’d spent ages trying to pick out his present. after some back and forth, she eventually stettled on a bag of joke gifts, including a pet ghost and some novelty socks with her face on, to hopefully make him laugh. 

things had been weird since the pair kissed, she thought they were finally getting things back on track, back to normal, to just being friends. but of course, that all changed when the pair kissed, mattie soon realised she wanted to be with him, it was always going to be him. 

status: open @roswellstarters​ location: main street  date: 1st october 

          SOFIA  was  one  of  those  people  that  absolutely  loved  Halloween,   so  knowing  that  Roswell  was  one  of  those  towns  that  had  a  celebration  made  them  really  excited  to  see  what  would  happen.   A  costume  contest  sounded  great,   Sofia  was  already  brainstorming  costume  ideas.   Personally,   they  were  always  the  one  to  go  over  the  top  when  it  came  to  costumes.   “Hey,   have  you  lived  here  long?   What  do  they  usually  do  for  Halloween  around  here?   Are  there  parties?   How  soon  should  I  start  preparing?   I  need  to  get  some  fun  stuff  for  my  house  to  decorate.” 

mattiehqs​:

“Oh, well, then you’re just making it way too easy… or I guess not, as the whole menu’s at your disposal, too much choice,” Seb replied with a gentle chuckle. “Sweet or savoury? What’re you in the mood for?” You had to narrow it down just a little, right? He’d be getting nowhere if he didn’t. 

mattiehqs·:

*   🌿  ❛  mattie,  i  don’t  deserve  you.  my  dada  and  i  would’ve  been  lost  without  you  here.  thanks  so  much  again.  for  working  and  for  your  understanding.  ❜  she  pats  the  other  on  the  back,  briefly  walking  away  before  a  flash  of  thought  popped  back  into  her  mind.   ❛  dinner  is  on  me  by  the  way.  what  would  you  prefer?  pizza?  pasta?  burgers?  anything  your  heart  desires. ❜

the smile on mattie's face only grows and a light blush peppers her cheeks, feeling a little shy all of a sudden, “that’s very kind of you! but you know what they say right?” she pauses for dramatic effect. “having a great boss, makes for a great team” that was true, mattie loved working here, she was about to go back to helping out with things when she hears the other speak again, “i could go for some burgers, yeah. but we can split the bill”.

Open starter: anyone Location: Outside Wild Pony @roswellstarters​

Layla stepped out of the bar feeling buzzed but sober enough to have a full conversation. She needed that few drinks to help ease her stress from work this past week. It was one of those weeks that was just going to place the stress on her and make you feel miserable the entire time. All she wanted to do was sleep

As she was about to head home, she spotted a dog and got excited. She reached out to let him sniff her then allowed Layla to pet his head.  walked over and noticed it belonged to someone but was made to wait outside. She knelt down to meet his eye level and started talking to the canine. “Oh hello you cutie pie. Aren’t you a sweet thing. Did your mean owner leave you alone out here?” She asked. He barked seconds after her question, “Well it’s okay, i’ll ke-” she stopped mid sentence when she noticed someone standing from the corner of her eye. Slowly, she turns her head to them, “I swear i’m not crazy. He looked lonely.” Was the first thing that came out of her mouth with a sheepish smile.

mattie was on her way home from hanging out with her friends, she was in her own little world when she spotted the dog. she was a big dog person and wished she could have one in her own home but her brother disagreed. mattie was about to go over and stroke the dog but layla had beat her to it. 

she didn’t want to interrupt the two of them, so she stood there for us a moment until layla started speaking. “i didn’t think you were!” she says, giving the other a reassuring smile, “i actually wanted to say hello to this guy too”

juni: can you cook?! if not , get urself a man (or woman, or nb lover) that can 💁🏾‍♀️ if you’re in the market

juni: girl, sounds like you need it more than me. you’re totally welcome to this free food game

mattie: oh god now, i burn things A LOT!!! but yeah ur right...i will add that on to my list of dating requirements