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@softwrecks
# SOFTWRECKS — a private & dependent multi-muse blog written exclusively for capritown. written by natty, thirty, she + her, est. please do not if you're not affiliated with the group.
isabella williams, twenty6, tourist, bartender at sabbia de spiaggia, michelle randolph.
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Past Lives (2023) dir. Celine Song
location: anywhere around the festival.
open starter: @capritownstarters, no cap.
"What's a girl gotta do to get you to take a shot with me?" A teasing brow raising, "And if drinkin' ain't your style then how 'bout a dance?"
“I think she’s special. She doesn’t need anyone. Like that’s the thing. Even if we were together, she wouldn’t really belong to me. She doesn’t belong to anything. She’s off in her own world…”
— Childish Gambino
𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗍𝗈 : @capritownstarters anyone. ⤷ 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : pop up experiences.
leyla's original plan is simple: wander through the festival for an hour, say hello to a few familiar faces, and make it home before her daughter starts wondering where she is. that plan falls apart the moment a little girl shyly asks if she’d help weave a flower crown, insisting, “ you’re much better at it than i am, “ twenty minutes later … leyla somehow finds herself seated cross-legged beneath a canopy of bougainvillea, surrounded by an ever-growing circle of children passing her wildflowers, laughing over crooked crowns, and insisting she model every single creation before anyone else can wear it. by the time she finishes one, another tiny pair of hands is already holding out a fresh bundle of daisies with an impossibly hopeful smile. she laughs as someone carefully places what must be her fifth flower crown of the afternoon atop her dark curls, pretending not to notice she’s become the festival’s unofficial flower queen. looking up from her latest masterpiece, she catches sight of someone watching the wonderfully chaotic scene unfold— and flashes them a grin, “ any chance you’d like to rescue me … or are are you joining them ? “
It's cute. Whether it's the concentration the children pour into crafting their crowns or the way their faces seem to light up when it's finally their turn to rest one atop the pretty brunette's head. Maybe it's even the way the woman lights right back up every time she realizes it isn't over yet.
Regardless of the reason, Belly can't seem to stop herself from staring or even try to hide the small laughter that comes from her every now and then. At least until she's caught.
“Oh, I'm definitely joinin' in, but I've gotta take a look at all my competition." And she peels herself away from where she's been standing, taking a few steps closer—gaze purposefully scanning through the piles of flower crowns.
"I'm not gunnin' for bein' number one best crown crafter, but dead last ain't on my agenda either."
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open starter: @capritownstarters where: in town
Thea stood across the street from the restaraunt she was supposed to be meeting her date at that evening. She was adorned in a beautiful white sundress with golden earrings and a necklace her mother had given her ages around clasped around her neck. She was stunning, but she couldn't help but feel like she wanted the earth to open up and swallow her whole. Thea hadn't been on a date in what felt like ages; not since her ex-- Isla's father-- had left them. The idea of letting herself be that vulnerable with someone again was terrifying, so... she stood there, wondering if she should even go over.
"Excuse me? I know this sounds totally ridiculous, but would you just tell me that I'm worried for no reason and I just need to go." She didn't give the context, she just needed to hear someone say it.
"I mean... I could, but then I'd be worried 'bout what I'm tellin' you not to be worried about." Her gaze slips from the blonde to the restaurant door behind them before finding its way back again—amusement already glimmering in her eyes.
"You ain't thinkin' 'bout causing a big 'ol scene in there, are you?" Belly asks, one brow lifting, "'Cause you look way too gorgeous to be endin' the night in the back of a cop car."
── @capritownstarters ── where: solemare festival ── when: tuesday evening, 7pm; ── who: open to anyone
⋆˚࿔ ୨ 🍂.° ৎ “ are you going to be too upset at me if i suggest going home early? ” she looks happy, excited even. flashing the other her car keys, june raises her eyebrows giddily. “ you know what they say, once a homebody. always a homebody. ” that was not in fact, what they said. but she didn't mind. she was sick of the beer - piss - firework smell. and the people, of course.
Her lower lip juts out into the softest of pouts. The sun had barely started setting and if there was anything she'd learned from the night before, it was that all the real antics were only just beginning.
"I ain't gonna get mad at you," she promises, lips curling into an easy smile, "But that's only if you either get a drink with me or dance the next song. Otherwise.." Belly scrunches her nose, "Steam's gonna start pourin' right outta my ears."
"What do you say, baby?" Holding out her hand as if she's just made the most reasonable deal in the world, fingers wiggling expectantly, "Give me 'bout five minutes. If you still wanna head home after that, you won't hear me complainin'. I promise."
🍋 THE WORLD IS WIDE, I WANNA MAKE SOME MEMORIES.
( michelle randolph, cis woman, she/her, n/a ) 🐬 ⋆｡˚ what’s the word around isabella williams in capri these days ? don’t look at me like that, you know them — they go by belly, you know, the twenty six year old tourist . you can probably spot them at forno luciani, having their cioccolato gelato and taking a break from being a/an bartender at sabbia de spiaggia, where people describe them as unteathered and impulsive, but others swear they’re adventurous and warm if you catch them at the right moment. they fit somewhere between homesick for places she’s never been, saved postcards in the bottom of her suitcase, one way tickets, salty hair and sun kissed cheeks , though most people associate them with falling in love with places before people . °‧🫧⋆˚｡⋆
“I like airplanes. I like anywhere that isn’t a proper place. I like in betweens.”
— Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 7: Brief Lives.
MAMMA MIA! HERE WE GO AGAIN (2018) dir. Ol Parker
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