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 Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2025 11:10 pm
xx☾ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Outdoor Dancefloor
xxx☽ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Alice ♥
xxxx☾ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Flower Dance
xxxxx☽ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? She's so wonderful
When he did the little twirl, Alice seemed really excited. Well, he'd certainly remember that, because he loved seeing her smile. He was happy to share a kiss, even if he had to duck down just a little bit. He listened as she spoke about her love, the smile on his face never wavering. "I do hope this moment lasts a long time, but I'd rather spend my forever in all the moments with you."
Seb shifted stance, wrapping his arms around her. They were still swaying gently, but he was content. She was looking up at him with those big blue eyes of hers, and he grinned back. She called him her love, then waxed poetic for a moment. "You are my sun, my moon, and all the stars in the sky. You're what keeps me going even on my worst of days." .... 'And if I could ask you to marry me right now, I would,' he thought, but he didn't verbalize it. She deserved perfection when it came to that. For now, it'd just be quiet dreams of a night that could stretch on forever. He kissed her one more time, drawing out the affection.
{{Wearing :: Fancy Clothes}} ✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮
Iᴛ's ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴀᴅ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ, ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴘᴏɪsᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ sᴛʀᴇᴀᴍ
I'ᴍ ᴅʏɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ. Wɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ?
Iᴛ's ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏʟғ ʙɪᴛᴇ! Hᴏᴡʟɪɴ' ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴʟɪɢʜᴛ
I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ɢᴇᴛ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ! Wɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ?
Iᴛ's ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇ! I sᴡᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ
Sᴏ sᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I'ᴍ sᴏ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ! Wɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ?
Iᴛ's ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴇʀᴇᴡᴏʟғ, ᴀʟʟ ᴅʀᴇssᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ sʜᴇᴇᴘ's ᴡᴏᴏʟ
Aɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴɢɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ's ғᴜʟʟ. Wɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ?
Iғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss ғᴀʟʟs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴄᴀʟʟs, ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴅᴇsᴘᴀɪʀ, ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ?
Iɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋᴇsᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ, ᴡʜᴇɴ I ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪɢʜᴛ, ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ?
Iғ ᴍʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʀᴜɴs ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ ғᴀʟʟs ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ᴅᴇsᴘɪᴛᴇ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴀʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ?
Iғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ɢᴏᴇs ʙʟɪɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ I ʟᴏsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ, ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ?
✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2025 2:53 pm
Amelia found herself smoothing her dress once again, but kept a smile on her face. She appreciated his bow; it made her feel more…real perhaps, for the lack of a better word. She just hoped he was comfortable enough. She knew she could probably be a lot, but she was frankly incapable of toning it down, so he’d just have to deal. When he complimented her dress, she moved her hips a little, letting the crinoline swing back and forth for a moment. The sound of the fabric whipping around made her smile again. “Thank you,” she said. Frankly, ‘Old-timey’ was about the best compliment she could receive. It was almost as good as the one time someone told her she had a “historical” face. “A little wider than anything Jane Austen would have been wearing, but the Victorians were suckers big skirts,” she giggled. Whether it be a crinoline like this one, or a bustle that stuck out three feet behind a gown.
“We’ve just got to squish,” she replied, taking his hand with another laugh.“Luckily, the crinoline’s got some give. Though I’ve seen comics in newspapers from the era, saying the dresses were that big to keep people away. Granted, those were mostly from misogynistic satirists who wanted to be grabbing women.” She shook her head slightly, “but, uh, anyway…dancing.” The two moved to the outdoor dance floor, and Amelia placed one hand on Cae’s shoulder and offered the other for him to grab.“Do you know how to waltz?” She asked, “Or we can do a two-step. Either way. Dancing is dancing."
Location: Garden
OOC: Outfit
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Posted: Fri Aug 29, 2025 1:33 am
xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Outside, near the benches
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Amelia
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Dancing?
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Why does my tummy feel all fuzzy around her?
Cae watched with an amused grin as Amelia swooshed her skirt, seeming happy about the soft sound it made. But she seemed happy with his choice of words. Maybe he ought to think of some even better ones. Time to try and remember those sappy movies mum watched. "It's very... elegant. Very fancy." He nodded, hoping to make her smile. Something about when she smiled made his heart feel all fluttery. That was weird, right? Maybe he'd ask someone about that. It definitely didn't feel like when his brain got too tired. Somehow, it was an electric opposite.
He nodded enthusiastically as she explained that it wasn't quite right for Jane Austen. He'd have to remember that for the future. Thankfully, he found history far more interesting than his twin did. "Right, because crinoline was the precursor to petticoats, right? Because before it were the giant hoop skirt things, right?" Hopefully he had that in the right order, because Amelia seemed really excited about the topic. Maybe he'd do some more research so he could ask more educated questions in the future. What girl didn't like educational banter?
As they walked to the dancefloor, Cae laughed along when she said they'd have to squish. Something about that made his cheeks feel all warm. She explained that the skirts were big to keep the weirdos away, earning a laugh from him. "But anyway, dancing," he laughed along, taking her hand in his. Oh, they were pretty close contact. Oh boy. "I know both, I think. I'm pretty sure. I'm not the best, though, sorry." He offered a nervous smile, then awkwardly set his other hand on Amelia's hip. Moving carefully to not squish the crinoline or to step on her toes, Cae moved them in the first few steps of a waltz square.
{{Wearing :: Floral Fancies}}
Iғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ғɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ sᴛᴜᴄᴋ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀ, I'ʟʟ sᴀɪʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ
Iғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ғɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ʟᴏsᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇ, I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴜɪᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ
Wᴇ'ʟʟ ғɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴏғ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴏᴜʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ɪɴ ɴᴇᴇᴅ
Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴏɴᴇ, ᴛᴡᴏ, ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ, I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ!
Aɴᴅ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴇɴ I ɴᴇᴇᴅ ɪᴛ, I ᴄᴀɴ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ғᴏᴜʀ, ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ, ᴛᴡᴏ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ!
'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴡʜᴀᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴀʀᴇ sᴜᴘᴘᴏsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ!
Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I ᴄᴀɴ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ~
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2025 5:46 pm
If I'ma be sad, I'ma do it with pizzazz
And shake these feelings off my a**
They'll find me in some glitter if I crash
(Do it wit' pizzazz)
'Cause if the feeling never pass
Then at least I flipped this s**t into some cash  Slʮtɦeɾiƞ Sixtɧ Yeɑɾ 🌻 Heɾɓσlσɠʯ Clʋɓ Cɑptɑiɳ 🌻 Iɗeɑlist 🌻 🍀☯🌷☮Lyric was glad Ella was enjoying herself based upon her constant grin and giggling and it warmed him that he'd been the one to be the cause. It seemed like the weight of the whole year melted off her small shoulders and while logically, he knew not everything was solved and there were still things that were bothering her, he could at the very least give her one good night. Plus, dancing wasn't actually as bad as he always thought! Or at least the fancy type of dancing. The spinning, the twirls, even the semi-awkward steps, it was all allot of fun. Would he like to do this every weekend? Probably not, but it'd be nice to pull out every once in a while. After he asked Ella what was the next move she'd like to see, Lyric wasn't as surprised when she asked for a dip to spice up the rotation (figuratively and literally it would seem). He beamed widely at her suggestion and simply said, "I can do that," and as the song began to slow he began his move. Placing one hand on her waist and the other to support her back, he carefully dipped his friend as low as he was comfortable with. "This ok, or did you want to go deeper?" Lyric asked carefully, grinning albeit a bit nervous since he didn't want to make his friend uncomfortable.
Every hour spent in isolation makes it easier to face annihilation
(I'ma do it wit' pizzazz)
Either you gon' shake or be shaken
And I just ain't the type to keep waitin'
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