✧ desi | diamandis ✧
✧ she/her ✧
✧ twenty five ✧
✧ september 23 ✧
✧ lumiose, kalos ✧
✧ bisexual ✧
✧ idol | dj ✧
✧ gym leader ✧
✧ do i know what's real? ✧
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DESIREE BLOOMS
[nospaces] [attr="class","gunstest3"] [attr="class","body"] Acrylic nails of pink tapping on the table, Desiree would smile with a glimmer of enthusiasm in her eyes. "You're on, I've been wanting to go to the clubs here in Slateport ever since I got here~! ♡ I'm excited it'll be with you." Taking a good look into his eyes, she would let out a tiny chuckle in response to his question- she had only had a long-lasting relationship with romantics once, being that with Oracelies close to four years prior, a similar setting to the one she was in and all. Both artists, but both just starting out in the world of sound and synthesizers. But Callan seemed different, much more genuine, and those years of experience in the industry in Kalos allowed her to witness some real shit go down when it came to scumbags like Bernstein. The man that sat beside her seemed to be nothing of the sort in the slightest, and she found solace in that, swirling her tea in fascination.[break][break] "Oh, yeah, I'm single~." She'd slowly raise the vape to her lips, wondering if he would say the same. But after all, why would he be asking the question if he wasn't? Besides, she would have definitely heard a mention somewhere if he was; Callan was a prominent figure in the industries here in Hoenn, so tabloids would have definitely captured anything of the sort, the pinkette was sure of it. Excitement would build in her stomach as they would listen to the songs, those same shimmering butterflies from the first day that she had met Callan, and they would soon spread their wings.[break][break] As they would dance, Desiree wrap her arms around his neck and rest them upon his shoulder blades, becoming one with her meticulous creation of fluctuating soundwaves. It felt like magic, her crystalline fragments swaying with the resonant movements of the pair. Dancing like this was new, Desiree had reserved these things for nights out with the girls and behind her turntable at live performances. Smiling as the song would conclude, she would begin to let out her joyous laugh, following Callan as they would go back to the chairs.[break][break] The guitarist's words felt nothing short of affirming in any and all ways possible, causing her to blush ever so slightly as she would take it all in. Callan's words were true, so true that they kind of allowed intrusive thoughts to seep into the cracks for just a moment- but she would suppress them with extreme effort. In an attempt to distract herself during her time recovering after the hospital, Desiree tried to push the dark veil of grim misfortune that cloaked her recent past out, and in that attempt she created six of the ten songs- 'Us Ephemeral' and '3NDL3SS' were made before, while 'Sunscreen' and 'Infatuation' were made just days before the charity mixer. But it was to no surprise that the other six read to have hints of darkness hidden deep inside them; she was just glad that Callan recognized them to be engaging, and would smile.[break][break] Holding her hands together in her lap as she'd listen to his initial thoughts wrap up, she'd look toward him with a blushy face and a minimal smile, holding back just everything she had wished to elaborate on as to why. "I went through some shit when I made most of those songs, at least, other than the last two," Desiree would speak a bit quieter than before, but would look up towards him and smile through all of those dark, endless thoughts, ".. but that's a story for another day. Thank you for saying I'm sweet, that means more to me than you'll ever know. I'm glad you like it. ♡" [break][break] Callan proved to be good at helping her bury those repetitive thoughts organically, great even, as his thoughts on the potential b-side songs caused Desiree to smile with a flourishing blush upon her cheeks. "I made them for a little preview to whoever I'd end up wanting to inquire further with that day, but honestly, I'm so so thankful it went to you instead of anyone else I met. ♡" Her eyes would flutter towards his as she'd continue to smoke her fruity e-cigarette, the rose gardens between her white streaks of tattooed picket fences manifesting further on her cheeks. Sunscreen was quite the intimate song when dedicated to another, but frankly, his words felt like they were pushing her closer and closer to addressing the Phanphy in the back of her mental room.[break][break] "I'd love to show it to them too, and yeah~!" She'd continue to look into his eyes, twirling a long strand of pink waves within her ring-adorned fingers. "Honestly, it came to me when I started heading home after we met and I gave the letter to you. It's like.. I just felt so many butterflies in my stomach when I was leaving, so many they felt like they were shimmering, and the name manifested with it. It felt right- but really, you're the one to thank for the name, so thank you." Her cerulean optics would appear like they had depth into them, reminiscing on that moment, that feeling- but it never really went away, it had been there and stayed there since Callan made Bernstein fuck right off. It was a beautiful distraction, not only being able to face new opportunities in the name of Teravolt but to have been able to meet the guitarist with charisma running wild.[break][break] "Thank you, Callan. ♡¸.•'" She'd lean up against the table resting with her elbow, continuing to face him with a soft gaze, feeling the flutter of the butterfly wings persist. 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