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for: @brutalteague​

meg held out her cigarette for a stranger to light; outside snake eyes casino was a reliable place for a free lighter, and maybe on an open-minded night, someone to come home with. but tonight, meg just wanted to float. walking away from the stranger, she brought the cigarette to her lips and inhaled, poking her head into the back-entrance of the casino. when she saw a familiar face, smiling a lopsided smile as she exhaled the smoke. beckham teague. 

“oh, well, look who’s alive and well. you still a creep? or have you grown into your big-boy pants?”

⍋*:･ﾟ    CLOSED STARTER

for: @brutalteague​

“so ... just to be clear.” nick traced the rim of the cocktail glass with the tip of his finger. “i’m not ... looking to join your casino,” he gestured around. “but your vibe intrigues me.” he paused. “what was your name again?”

༶ ⋆ CLOSED STARTER

for: @brutalteague

serena did not allow herself to dwell on hallow falls often, but she knew that the past often forged the present, even if it was best to move on. and if the past didn’t leave one alone ... then it would be foolish to ignore it. 

today, the past came in the form of a vision. at first, it seemed like a nightmare that had a grip on her in the moments before she woke up — don’t look away, it whispered, see me in the black of night — and there it was ... ... a dark demon, festering and lying in wait like a rot, its dark ooze reaching out to poison a young boy with a familiar face ... and the people he loved surrounding him. a young boy whose face grew ... just as the darkness did ... from boy to man ... from festering to cancerous ... and then it struck her. she’d had a vision of beckham teague. 

beckham teague in danger, as danger.

these visions had never been wrong before.

beckham teague. beckham teague. the one face she knew well in elias, one she’d tried to respectfully avoid because elias was meant to be a new start for both of them. this is why she’d avoided snake eyes casino, that entire block. surely, beck wouldn’t mind her never saying hello. she had no way of knowing if he’d ever wanted to say hello too ... but she would find out soon. 

once she stepped into snake eyes casino, she wasted no time finding the far end of the bar, sticking close to the wall as much as possible. when she was finally able to catch the bartender’s attention, she nervously asked: “ excuse me, i was wondering ... i was wondering if you knew beckham teague ? is he here tonight ? ”

𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

T A G G I N G : @brutalteague & @waitinginthewingsx

T I M E F R A M E : march 30th, 2022

L O C A T I O N :  elias general hospital

N O T E S : been waiting for this for a hot min

On the day that princess Reagan was born her parents sent up floating lanterns in the sky to celebrate the birth of their daughter. While there wasn’t a lantern in sight on March 30th, there was a new prince making his way into the world. A prince who had made an impact before he saw the light of day. He had turned not only his parents lie upside down but those around him. His impact was strong even before he opened his eyes.

Pregnancy had been a weird experience for Reagan to say the least. While it was one of the biggest joys reagan had ever endured it was also the scariest for many reasons - mostly that of her father. Now, Reagan understood her father’s concerns. After being locked up in a tower for eighteen years and finally being reunited with her family, she was whisked away to Elias for her safety. Reagan hadn’t exactly lived much life outside of her tower. The year in-between she had in corona was the most she had ever experience life out in the real world. King Frederic was protective of his little girl. He wanted to protect her from all harm but even he knew that wasn’t possible. It was even harder when he had such a free-spirited daughter who wanted nothing more than to leave corona and live her life the way she wanted to because frankly? Reagan wasn’t sure she was meant to be a princess - her coronation was all too telling.

When she was granted some freedoms ( as free as she could be in one city ) the last thing that he ever expected was for his young daughter to turn into a young mother.

Yet here she was, twenty-four and about to become a mother. yes, there were still so many roads she had yet to travel, so many friends she hadn’t meant and so many new adventures just around the bend waiting for her but they would come to her in due time. Plus, she’d have another friend to join along for the ride. the decision to go through with this was one reagan didn’t take lightly. she spent many nights talking with Cassandra and Beckham - especially Beckham to confirm this is what they wanted. They weren’t even together yet the two were welcoming a new life into the world. but she was in love with Beckham Teague. the word had been floating inside her head for quite sometime but as her pregnancy progressed she couldn’t deny her feelings anymore. 

he was far from perfect. everyone in her life had warned the princess about him. he was trouble. he was no good, he was a monster and so on and so forth but reagan didn’t care. call her naive but she saw the good in beck. there was more to him than what people saw. he was damaged, yes, but underneath his hard exterior he was a good man. and princess reagan cymbeline was so in love with him. 

So, when her water broke in the early morning of that fateful day, Reagan wasn’t really scared per se. Instead, there was a wave of calm that washed over her as she prepared herself to meet the little guy she had been desperately waiting to meet for nine whole months. The trip to the hospital all felt like a blur. Regan only remembered Cass and Beck bickering on what to do and her best friend holding her hand the entire car ride. What she did remember vividly was the birth itself. Reagan will never forget everything she felt in that moment in the hospital room. Every surge of pain that coursed through her, Beckham holding her hand, cooing encouragement in her ears while Cassandra held her other hand with a strong grip to let her know she was here and that they were in this together. But what she remembers most was when the doctor informed her to push one last time and what followed was the most beautiful cry she had ever heard.

Next thing you know the nurses were bringing over a white wrapped bundle with a mess of dark brown curls and laid him gently in her arms. She turned to Beckham and uttered the words that had hung on her lips for so long. “i love you.” Reagan began bawling at the sight of him, so in awe of what she and Beckham had created. A boy. a perfect boy with rosy cheeks and pouty lips who was blinking right at her taking in his new sights. 

Benjamin Baer Teague.

Her son.

Her new dream.