#celestesiims

tw: death

Lia looked over and smiled softly. “The real question is, would they hug me back?” She knew that a hug wasn’t much without the other person reciprocating--and there was a very slim chance that she could get her mother--or whatever Lia considered the woman now--to do just that. Even as she had effectively stood up to the matriarch, in her heart, Lia would always want a hug from her mother. But regardless, there were so many people in her life she had that could give her a hug--how was she supposed to choose. “Well, I can hug most people, so I suppose anyone. Though I am a sucker for Jack hugs--if only because his cologne gets on my shirt and I get a whiff of it every now and again when I’m at work and it makes me smile. But of course, I’d hug Celeste and Moira and Beck and Bennett--even Nic, I suppose, if she’d let me. Though I’m actually still pretty upset with her if I’m being honest.” She took a deep breath. “Uhm, so yeah, any of those people.”

another night of old roommates getting back together to renew a tradition of fuzzy blankets, snacks stacked high, and each other slumping over themselves as they watched movies. being in the spirit of halloween of course they had a marathon of the scariest movies they could think of and weren’t leaving the couch. but after about the third movie they always ended up falling asleep and waking up to promise that the next time they would actually finish the whole list of movies that they had planned out. 

then just through the time that preston would start to pick up his terrible habit of snoring the room had cracked it’s silence and both preston and celeste were jolted upright. the noise sounded like clanking and wheels and a few knocks before the door had slammed shut and sent preston springing up from the couch into the dark and swinging his fist into the night. protective was one thing he could be but scare him and get a fist full. 

“OW!”  celeste, apparently being the brilliant one between the two had raced for a light switch instead and instead of a deadly intruder among them preston had gotten the nose of the server for room service. “what the hell!” preston said looking at the tray full of food they had ordered before falling asleep. now the service boy, name donny was less than happy. “you guys weren’t answering so i wheeled it in!” he said holding his head back and scowling at preston who was obviously more concerned about their food. 

Celeste, 

I know it’s been a weird month, our schedules don’t make any sort of sense and it feels like we barely see each other anymore.  But goddamn if you don’t still give me butterflies every time I look at you or think about you.  I’m every bit in love with you as I was the day we ran off and got married.  We’re going to make it through this, whatever this is exactly.  Who knows, maybe you’re half a second away from scoring a big recording deal with all the famous people wandering through this place.  Every new day is one step closer to everything we’ve ever dreamed about.  I’m always in your corner, by your side.

“Am I allowed to cast her in every leading lady role ever? I feel like that should be an option because she just looks like she could be one of those gorgeous leading ladies who would rule Hollywood. If I had to pick one though, I feel like she could do Elle Woods from Legally Blonde. The musical on Broadway because Celeste is too talented to not be singing in a role. Elle is this gorgeous blonde which Celeste obviously works for, but she rises above that and proves to everyone that she’s more than just her looks and I just feel like Celeste could do a good job with that.” 

🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse